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[endoftherepublic]

"You have reached General Hux. I am not able to respond at the moment. Leave your name and a brief message, and I will get back to you when convenient."

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[flawless_precision]

Affirmative. Phasma out.

[She'll be there, promptly, idly tapping her fingers against the table as her scorpion crawls about and engages in various acts of visual dominance to anyone who passes by. It's at least learned by now not to do that at Hux, at least.]

[action]

[endoftherepublic]

[Hux is similarly on time. He is completely ignoring her little scorpion on the table, instead moving to sit across fro her, all measured movements.] Good afternoon, Captain.

[action]

[flawless_precision]

Afternoon.

[She flags down a waiter, who brings over a wine and whiskey she'd ordered earlier and put on hold until Hux arrived. She waves the waiter off.]

I have a proposition to make.

[action]

[endoftherepublic]

[Hux waits until the wine is set down, reaching out slowly to accept it as Phasma makes her statement.]

Go on. [he's listening, as he lifts the glass to take a small sip]

[action]

[flawless_precision]

[Phasma considers her words carefully for a moment, and keeps herself neutral and her words low.]

You and I, we're on the wrong side of this war, which gives us the perfect opportunity. Entrenched in enemy territory, unsuspecting, given tools and training. No background check. We can't be the only ones.

[action]

[endoftherepublic]

...I don't disagree. [calmly] In fact, it is an opinion I have held for some time. That there must be others.

It is a matter, however, of discovering who they are and earning their trust. Anyone in such a position would be wary.

Re: [action]

[flawless_precision]

[She knew she could count on him.]

I think it would be worth the effort. It would take time and consideration, but to have a team we could count on, that held important the things that really matter, it could make all the difference.