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[Jared Quinn]

Jared stepped off the transport and breathed in the air of Coruscant, he had been cooped up in a ship for almost a week now do to his transport from Kuat to here but at the moment his mind was on business as he headed down to grab a speeder bike if he could; he nodded to one of the sergeants who was manning the hoverpool."Need a speeder bike Sergeant, any up to snuff?" The Sergeant looked at Jared for a moment and then motioned to a pair of speederbikes that were still shining at the moment."Fresh out of the crate Major, just aching to be broken in properly.""

It didn't take Jared long to saddle himself upon the back of the new XR-15 Shadowhawk speeder, he felt the flightgrade repulsors hum to life and the low whine of the controls; it had been nearly a year since he'd last rode one. His hands wrapped around the controls before sliding them foreward, the bike screamed out away from the huge landing facility of the imperial army upon coruscant. Jared weaved through traffic causing a few hovertaxi driver's to shout obscenities in their native tongue which he didn't hear as his booted foot flicked downwards sending the speederbike towards it's limit quickly.

Soon enough he was settling the speeder bike down in one of the landing areas before pulling out the keycard and sliding it into his inside coat pocket, from his back pocket came his uniform hat; he looked up at the great palace before striding towards the entrance way. He was there to get the flags and medals for those who had fallen of his unit, it was something he hoped to never do but knew it had to be done.

Edited by Jared Quinn, 04 June 2009 - 02:41 PM.

[Kyliann Watson]

Kyliann stepped out of her officer having filed the last few documents away and deciding it was about time she got herself something to eat. She was slowly settling into her new position, a slight smile playing across her lips as she thought about what her father...well fathers would think if they could see her now. Never once had she thought in all her life that she would be working within the Imperial Palace.

She moved through the halls and though she had already finished most of her work for the day she continued to work on her datapad as she walked. New job,new planet,new life she had not made any friends as of yet so to pass the time she kept herself busy by always working and when she was not working she was usually reading or doing something to keep her mind occupied.

This of course was bound to cause trouble,especially when she was so preoccupied with her datapad that when she turned the corner she found herself bumping into someone hard enough to knock her back flat on her butt. Flushed with embarassment she looked up quickly.

"I am so sorry..I am such a damned idiot..I should have been paying more attention to where I was going.." as she spoke to the man she paused in thought. She recognized him,his photo having been in a few docets that had come her way shorty after starting. "You..are Jared Quinn..right?"

[Jared Quinn]

Jared leaned down and offered the woman a hand up as she had knocked herself out, he hadn't seen her before but then figured she could have either since me at the medal presentation or on the holovids so he didn't notice her uniform at the moment."What regulation have I broken this time?"

His uniform the deep green of a general field office and his rank bars still shone at the moment denoting they were extremely new, the rest of his uniform showed very little in the way of award bars or even proficiency markers; his uniform was also missing any marker of what unit he served with as well.

[Kyliann Watson]

She got up slowly with his help,reaching down to dust off her uniform before looking at Jared. "Thank you Mr. Quinn...and as for what regulation? You have not violated anything that I have yet been made aware of..." She smiled slightly before extending her hand to him "Director Kyliann Watson. It is a pleasure to finally meet you in person."

[Jared Quinn]

Jared reached out and shook the woman's hand."Director Watson, I should know that name but for what reason it escapes me at the moment." He stood there for a moment and looked at the woman properly, his blue eyes dark do to his uniform at the moment.

"I was recently offered the position of Underdirector of Operations. I would not expect you to know me as I have only been at this job a week or so now"

He lifted a brow and then nodded, he had heard rumors of some restructuring within the IRIS but hadn't received a official memo as to what he would be changed to or if he would stay as a part time agent."Well I guess welcome to the imperial republic."

"Thank you Mr. Quinn.." she offered him a warm smile

Jared's face remained indifferent as he saluted for a moment before dropping the salute."Should I drop by your office later to update you on my status?" He didn't know how much she had been let in on but was willing to fill her in one his position and what he did exactly in IRIS.

"Sure,that would be greatly appreciated" she was beginning to wonder about this man but her expressions remained passive.

He moved with ease past the woman who he had just met heading for the lifts at the moment, he had to get up to the 40th floor and into the requisitions area to get the flags and medals; he walked into the requisitions office before walking up to the window and leaning forward for a moment."Major Jared Quinn here to pick up my order." He leaned in and waited for the package to arrive and he watched those present wondering where Diandra was at the moment within the palace.

Edited by Jared Quinn, 04 June 2009 - 02:41 PM.

[Diandra Devin]

As if she had read his thoughts before he had even thought them, Diandra appeared to his left at the next requisition window. She leaned in and murmured a few things to the requisitions officer before she stepped back, obviously waiting. Diandra was dressed in her HMPS uniform; the slim skirt and fitted jacket suited her well, even if it did make her look prudish. Her dark hair was in a low bun at the nape of her neck and a simple pair of Coruscani gem studs graced her ears.

She looked around after a moment and spotted Quinn. Diandra gave him a little smile before the requisitions officer caught her attention and handed her a stack of papers. She took them and held them close to her body with both arms, as if she were shielding whatever information could be seen on them. She stopped at Jared's side for a moment.

"Congratulations on your promotion, Major Quinn. I'm glad to see that you do something else other than literally stealing unsuspecting women onto the dance floor."

For someone who had been rather cold to him at the ball, this was certainly a change. Her tone was actually teasing -- he might even detect a hint of pride in her voice.

Truth was, despite herself, she liked Jared. He had guts, and that impressed her, though she would never admit it to herself or to anyone else, either.

Giving him another small, warm smile, she headed for the lifts again to go back to her office. Lunch was waiting and she was eager to get her work done so that she could go home on time.

[Jared Quinn]

Jared watched Diandra walk out of the room before he grabbed the 5 boxes and flag cases quickly, he then trotted out of the requisitions office to catch Diandra before she hit the lifts."Secretary Devin, I must say you look quite beautiful even when not dressed for a balle." He grinned slightly, this was a different Jared then she had seen at the balle, he seemed more comfortable and confident in his uniform then he had previously."Tell me Diandra, if I may call you that. Are you available say the end of the week?"

Edited by Jared Quinn, 06 June 2009 - 07:12 PM.

[Diandra Devin]

"Tell me Diandra, if I may call you that. Are you available say the end of the week?"

"Thank you, Major Quinn, but you may not call me that," she replied, her voice lacking its cold, hard edge. "You will, please, call me Secretary Devin."

She was standing at the lifts now, giving him the once over. He was attractive enough, and his boldness was still quite impressive. Diandra lifted her chin slightly, letting her smile be seen over the tops of the folders that she was carrying.

Diandra reached out and pressed the up button on the lifts to go back up to her office. Jared would note that she had not said a word to his proposal of possibly spending some time with him during the weekend. She assumed that he would most likely want a dinner date. If not a dinner date, she was most certain that the Major would want to take her out for dancing and drinks. He seemed like that sort of fellow, not at all the type to suggest a picnic dinner and a walk in the park.

She seemed to be mulling his question over at least. Diandra wouldn't mind going out with him, but she was nervous. Her last date had been in her last years of school. That whole ordeal had ended up giving her a broken heart. After a moment, she shook her head at him and stepped into the lift that had just opened. It was then that she turned to face him and give him a definite answer.

"I'm sorry, Major Quinn," she replied. "I would love to do something with you this weekend, but my friend Niri and I have already made plans for the entire weekend. Perhaps another time? It would seem that you do know where I work."

[Jared Quinn]

Jared watched her step into the lift after she shook her head, he still was grinning as she turned him down with the idea of a raincheck on it."Well Secretary Devin, I shall endeavor to come visit coruscant after I'm done with what I have to do." He motioned to the flag cases in his hand and the other cases he had slid into his uniform pockets."I didn't catch your com number by the way, mine is 0175.340. " He stood there as the doors began to close wondering if he would ever get a call from her, Jared then reached over and punched the down button on the lift panel so he could head down to Underdirector Watson's office.

[Diandra Devin]

"I didn't catch your com number by the way, mine is 0175.340. "

Oh, great! He wanted her com number? Diandra made note of his number.

"Really? How odd. Mine is 0175.341," she said through the closing doors.

They closed a second later; before they did, she waved to him. Once closed, she leaned back against the lift's back wall, her eyes closing. Had she really just given him her com number? Diandra hoped that he wouldn't call any time soon, though she could not explain to herself why she hoped that.

Her lift arrived on the desired floor a moment later. Diandra stepped out and headed back into her office, shaking her head at the turn of events. She felt that she was leading poor Quinn on -- at least, that's what her mind was telling her.

[James Stratus]

Secretary Devin's office was part of the Royal Imperial Throne Office Suites, attached as part of the Office of the Supreme Ruler. Naturally, they encountered one another on an almost hourly basis during the work day, and sometimes even late at night at times. He caught her as he was coming off the turbolift and noted the stack of papers in her hands. He admired her hard work and devotion to him. He greeted her and noted the stack of papers. While she worked hard on those, they would soon undoubtedly find themselves on his desk. If they made it up to her, they would likely make their way to him as well, as those papers were filtered long before they would have reached her, as she was busy enough. "Secretary Devin, I see you are busy as usual. Thanks for all you do. Anything pressing at the moment that needs my attention? I don't recall what was next on my agenda so I was about to come see you. I seem to have caught up on my pressing matters if you can believe it." He sensed she had just been blushing and her emotions were strong, though not in a negative way. He made no mention or acknowledgement of it. He knew his staff well, and was very good at reading their minds and thoughts, but tried to respect their privacy as much as possible.

[Diandra Devin]

Diandra gave Stratus a warm smile as he spoke to her. She listened to him, and then spoke.

"Thank you, Majesty -- but, yes, I am hard at work."

When he spoke of his agenda, that warm smile turned a hint wicked. She knew his agenda like the back of her hand -- technically, the Prince was free since he'd caught up on his pressing matters. That would be, at least, until she'd read over the forms that were in her arms.

"Why, Your Majesty," she said, her expression sobering and her voice turning slightly admonishing. "Don't you remember? I believe that you were to go spend some time with Miss Lance. If you'll excuse me, Sir, my arms are tired and I'd love to get these out of the way before the weekend comes. I'd like to curl up and read, but only with a good book."

Diandra grinned at him and waited to be dismissed before she moved back to her office to begin the tedious task of reading over those files. She hoped to Ara that Stratus would take her word for it and go spend some time with Miss Lance. She figured that Stratus and Lance held more feeling for each other than they let on, but it passed off as being good friends. And being that the Prince was always so busy, it would do him some good anyway to get away from the office and visit, now wouldn't it?

[James Stratus]

Whether she wanted to get rid of him so she could venture off to do some socializing of her own, or whether she sincerely wanted him and Lance to get together, he was not certain, but he sensed it was a little bit of both. He smiled inside at both of those thoughts. It would be good for his overworked secretary to take a break and have some fresh air. "Very good. Carry on Ms. Devin. Oh, and make sure you take the weekend off." Most full-time personnel got the weekend off automatically. But the Supreme Ruler's job was 24/7, and so a lot of his support staff also painfully understood a different meaning to "full-time". The High Prince tried to make sure they did get time off as much as possible. He smiled and got on the lift from which she had just come, and dialed the code to his residence, hoping Dana would be there.

[Jared Quinn]

Jared arrived on the IRIS level once again after his cylinders cleared him during the security check, he passed a few red clad agents who looked at him with a sneer on their lips; Jared knew being Army Intelligence and a part time agent didn't make him the most popular person around there. He ignored the pair of agents before making a direct line for the underdirector's office, as he approached his boots stopped short of the door and he rapped twice before waiting for the order to enter.

He adjusted the flag cases under his arm while waiting, he felt the ribbons on his uniform dig into his chest a bit before pulling on the stiff collar of his uniform coat; he hated wearing the damn things since it meant being stiff all day.

[Kyliann Watson]

Kyliann had only just arrived back at her office shortly before Quinn arrived. Having sat at her desk she was working at filing a few dockets away in their proper places when she heard the knock on the door and looked up for a moment and spoke "Come in" before looking back to the drawer and setting the last file in place.

[Jared Quinn]

Jared stepped into the underdirector's office quickly after being told to come in, he found a spot to set his flag cases at the moment and then stood there at attention.Director Watson Ma'am, I'm here as requested." He stood before her and looked around her office slowly, he had never had the pleasure of actually seeing one of the director's offices since his one IRIS operation had come through coded channels.

[Kyliann Watson]

Closing the drawer, Kyliann looked up at the Major whom she had met not to long ago. She offered him a friendly smile,gesturing to the chair before her.

"Thank you Major Quinn, please have a seat."

She watched him carefully, studying his movements for a moment.

[Jared Quinn]

He seated himself in the chair she motioned to and watched the woman behind the desk, Jared leaned back in the chair and waited for the eventual barrage of questions he figured she had for him; in the back of his mind he wondered how hard it was going to be to hand out the medals and flags to the families of the ODST troopers he had lost during their first operation.

But his immediate attention was on the woman who sat across from him behind her desk, he was slightly curious about the woman but figured if she wanted to tell him anything other then what his orders were he would have to wait."What did you want to ask me about ma'am?"

[Kyliann Watson]

She offered Jerad a most curious look,her head tilted slighty to the right as she watched him carefully making a note of every expression,glance, and slight movement he made while seated across from her. Reaching into one of her desk drawers she pulled out a docket and set it down infront of her, opening it as she read a bit then glanced up to him.

"Well Mr. Quinn if I remember correctly from our conversation in the hallway it was you who said you would stop by my office to update me on your status for my files. Is there anything new I should know other than what was documented the last time you reported in?"

[Jared Quinn]

Jared watched Kyliann pull out the docket and open it, he sat in his chair for the most part not making any facial or body language changes in the way he sat there."Well to be truthful, I doubt much has changed in that file other then my rank. Do you have any questions for me Ma'am?"

He sat with his legs resting against the chair and his hands upon the arms of it, his fingers idly drumming upon the material beneath them as his blue eyes watched the woman across from him; he was trying to get a feel for her since he figured they might be working together closely depending on if his status changed within the service or not.