"This is just great," Tyrrazapon said watching their target from their hiding spot across the street. He and Anya were tucked back in the shadows, away from the artificial light that filled the entirely enclosed city. The artificial lights were turned up during daylight hours, and gradually dimmed during the night time, an effort to simulate normal day cycles.
"I don't see what's so bad about it," Anya commented. She watched as their Bothan target pulled the human male into her apartment building and closed the door behind them.
"She was supposed to live alone, but tonight of all nights, she just had to bring home one of her drunken customers from the tap caf," Tyr replied.
"So?" Anya asked. "Now we get to kill two people instead of just one. One for each of us. I've got all kinds of tinglies just thinking about it."
Tyr looked at Anya and grinned. "'Tinglies?' You know, I can't decide whether you're the best Sith ever, or the worst."
She gave him a look of mock indignation, then returned his grin. "I'm so excited, I can't wait anymore!" she said and sprinted across the street.
"No... wait!" Tyr called in a loud whisper, then shook his head. "Ah, hell," he said, shaking his head and sprinting after his blond partner, finally catching up with her at the door to the building.
Anya fiddled with the lock for a moment, punching in random numbers. Realizing it might take all night her way, Tyr pulled her aside and place the hilt of his lightsaber on the mechanism, then quickly flicked it on and off again.
The blade ignited just quickly enough burn through and melt the controls. Emergency protocols took over and the door slid open. They stepped into the dark hallway beyond and moved quickly and quietly down the corridor, their black cloaks swirling about them.
At each door, they paused briefly, sensing for life forms on the other side. "This is no use," Anya complained in a whisper. "I'm sensing people behind every door."
Tyr ignored her comment and moved to the next door. "Got it."
Anya moved down the hall and stood next to him, trying to sense what had made Tyrrazapon so sure, but all she could discern was two life forms. "How can you tell?"
"Don't sense, listen."
She leaned in a bit closer, straining to hear. Suddenly she heard growling, and pulled back. "There's some sort of guard animal in there."
Tyr grinned. "Bothans tend to growl when they mate... and scratch... and bite," he said in a hushed tone.
Anya gave him a side long glance. "How do you..."
"Don't ask."
Standing back, they both snapped on their lightsabers. The door wasn't very thick, and gave almost no resistance to Anya's blade as she cut an entry through the door.
She was the first one through into the small, single room quarters. It was just big enough for a bed, a desk, a small couch and table. Anya had expected the couple to start screaming, but the man jumped up and stood there, staring in disbelief, while Tasa Key'lyar, her tan fur rippling with irritation and surprise at the same time, was already reaching into a table side drawer.
Anya leaped over the couch and landed on the bed directly over her target, just as the Bothan withdrew a blaster from the drawer. Anya flicked her wrist and cut the blaster in half.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Tyr run his blade through the man standing horrified in the corner, and Anya followed suit, grabbing her hilt with both hands, and ramming the weapon downward.
Tyr flicked his lightsaber off and slipped inside of his cloak. "Let's get out of here. I can almost guarantee that when I opened the outer door, it set alarms off somewhere."
"Aww... I wanted to savor this for a little bit," Anya said, her face a mixture of disappointment and exhilaration at the same time.
A few minutes later they climbed into their borrowed speeder, and Anya suddenly leaned over and grabbed Tyr's head and mashed it to her own. He let the kiss go on for several seconds then pulled away.
"Wh-what was that for?" he asked breathlessly and feeling light-headed.
"I don't know, but it seemed a perfect end to our mission," she said, grinning. "Let's go get a drink."
Tyr hit the ignition switch on the speeder and in moments they were cruising. He didn't know what that had been all about, but he did know he liked it.
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