Elar'vyn kept scanning the cantina till her eyes fell upon a rather interesting character. Narrowing her eyes, the Rattatak woman raised her multi-use wristband and filmed her a bit. She took some notes that she could take on the rather strange person. The armor noted Mandalorian, though she didn't what Mandalorians had for business out here...they were proud, honor worshiping soldiers. They wouldn't result to the local bounty hunter occupations or piracy or lowly gangs, would they? Curious.<br/><br/>She thought that the Mandolorian was a man, with how well she carried herself and sturdy she looked. Hell, even slapping the female Rodian's ass nearly gave her away as a man. Though, quite honestly, Elar'vyn would of preferred one of her own kind or a Twi'lik over a Rodian. But, when the helmet came off, she took the picture of the surprisingly woman Mandolorian. When the picture was taken clearly of her face, Elar'vyn tucked her arm away as the picture was being scanned through the Agent portable archives. They had dirt on nearly everyone and, within a few minutes, she was going to get some info on this woman.<br/><br/>But, in the mean time, she kept her eyes on her. There was something odd about her, not sure what...but there was something. That intell couldn't come any-<br/><br/>Her thoughts were interrupted again by a peep in her concealed ear piece. She sighed as she stealthily and casually put a hand up into her hood and pressed the button of her earpiece to open the transmission. Then, a man's voice came into hearing.<br/><br/>"Chief?...You there, Chief?"<br/><br/>She sighed again,"Slice, what is it?"<br/><br/>Slice laughed,"Aw, Chief, you had to ruin the fun. How'd you know it was me?"<br/><br/>She started to get irritated now,"Because you're the only one who calls me Chief, now what is going on!?"<br/><br/>Slice sighed this time and his voice turned serious,"Just thought I call tell you that everyone had checked in with the big man that it seems the crime rate within the outer rim is just about normal. He would like to get a report from you as soon as possible."<br/><br/>"He'll get the report by the end of the week...I think I'm about to corner some hot-shoots within the Tatooine black market, might be able to get to some big Hutt crime bosses the masters didn't get to before the war."<br/><br/>"Understood, Chief...Oh, and before I forget. I searched through the Imperial Archives to catch the documents of criminal activity to match it with present date ratings...And I have noticed that our intelligence security barriers are being overrided a lot more frequent and deeper than it should. Any orders on that, Chief?"<br/><br/>She thought for a bit before coldly replying,"The next time you see one of the barriers opening without proper access, crack down on them and bring them in. Those files have important intell that can bring down all of these years of planning to nothing but dust. We'll have to start being more active on this matter."<br/><br/>"Roger, Chief. Catch you in a few standard days."<br/><br/>The Agent leaned back into her chair...times were tough...things got boring...and others get too complicated. She could only hope that the masters would take over the Republic quick and they all could catch some breath.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>