R3XL brought up a 3D rendering of a man. The man in question looked like he could use a shave, but that wasn't his best feature. He had six arms, and a tail. His skin was purple in tint, and he had a decorative symbol woven into his clothes.<br/><br/>"Mistress Eilora, good you are presentable!" R3XL said as he noticed her walk in. Langston smiled at his daughter. "This is a certain politician we were hired to kill. He goes by Romaldia Creex. He's an Antorian native to Frenner's moon." He pulled up the reward info. "6,000,000 Kreds. that's 3,000,000 for each of us. Think you can handle this one with me? It's on Frenner's 3rd moon about 370 light years away. The atmosphere there isn't breathable, so we will need suits. Thanks to our Quantum Drive we can be there in ten minutes. We need a person to act as the one who gets in close to him, and the one who takes the shot. I will let you decide which you want to be this time. You're old enough!"<br/><br/>Langston sat back as he finished off his breakfast. He didn't normally allow her to pick her job during their missions, so he was wondering what she'd say. R3XL suddenly beeped as a figure appeared on their Holoscreen. "Will you take the contract?" it asked. the figure was wearing a mask and in a darkened room to boot, no doubt to protect their identity.<br/><br/>"You can count on them dead by tomorrow." Langston replied curtly. he wasn't one to be very emotional to anyone but Eilora and R3XL, as he felt it would demonstrate weakness.