orderbeforepeace | VOICE TESTING THIS BASTARD

Normally, if somebody from the Brotherhood Transport Company was up to something dangerous and stupid, it was... well, there were any number of people to choose from, but the important point was that it was almost never Evie Frye.
The company, of course, was known in certain circles more for their smuggling, rabble rousing and assassination jobs against the agents of the Empire, but as long as all their credentials checked out and none of them were ever caught, the Empire would never be able to pin anything on them and everything would be fine.
The fact that a close relative of two of the Brotherhood's most skilled members was, in fact, an agent of the Empire's most elite police unit was a bone of contention for people on both sides of the fence - and every one of those people would be perturbed to know it was none other than this very relative that Evie was on her way to meet.

The sun was setting over the spaceport as Evie's craft landed, leaving her with a few hours before she was due to take off again with her next shipment - a few hours the others no doubt expected her to use researching or reading or one of her other more academic hobbies, but instead she was slipping into a somewhat seedy tavern and taking a seat in the back corner, waiting for one Haytham Kenway to arrive.

Haytham's familial connections with the Brotherhood had been a constant source of embarrassment. It was true, at times it was useful. There were times when information could be gleaned and exchanged, when having a point of contact within the Brotherhood worked in his favour. But for the most part, it was not the case. But he had long ago made his peace with the fact that while he was dedicated to the safety of the Empire, it's continued prosperity, there were those to whom he was related that would think nothing of bringing the stability of billions crashing down.

At least, for the most part, it is not Evelyn. She was not headstrong or stupid, she would not risk the lives and stability of so many, unlike her fellows.

Haytham was already waiting. The arrival of the various craft had been reported to him over the day, and there were only so many interplanetary vehicles that could be piloted by one person. When a likely one had landed at dusk he knew it would be her. He waited until she seemed settled in her shadowy corner, and then silently stood to join her. It was rare he did not wear the uniform of the Order, but it a place such as this her kind would be more welcome than his. As such, he'd opted for more neutral, dark garments.

"You had an uneventful journey, I hope." He said. There were agreed words, phrases. This might have been the first time they had met in several years, but they had corresponded. This was code, in order to establish that no one was eavesdropping, that no one had followed her.

Somebody less prepared might be startled when the nondescript figure suddenly slid into the chair opposite them, but Evie was certainly not as relaxed as she appeared - she had scanned every person in the bar from the moment she walked in, and already spotted Haytham as she passed him, but there was a ritual to these proceedings and it wouldn't do to disrupt things.

She nodded politely at his enquiry, the agreed upon response forming almost automatically upon her lips. "As uneventful as can be, I hope business this week has been good for you?"

The opposite of the truth, technically, but they didn't say these things because they meant them.

"It has it's ups and downs."

Haytham settled himself, relaxing a little. Not utterly, but this was not the sort of place the Brotherhood would use for an assassination, there were too many innocent bystanders for any of their normal terrorist actions. They preferred to only damage the Order and the Empire it protected. Besides, Evelyn was better than that.

"I suppose," He begins, now the formalities were over, "Your brother is still alive and well? Not yet managed to blow himself up?"

Evie would never be so rude as to arrange a meeting like this only to stab Haytham in the back, or the front for that matter. One day the command might come from the higher ups that Haytham needed to be taken down, but until that day she would stay her blade - besides, that was the kind of job that would likely be given to Edward or Connor, given the circumstances.

"Not for lack of trying," Evie replied dryly, shaking her head slightly. Jacob really did have a gift for getting himself into trouble - he just luckily was also good at getting out of it "But so far, so good."

Unlike the rest of her organisation, Evelyn at least has some code of honour. It might be one different to his own, but there are some things on which they both agree. That at least is a small relief, some indication that there is someone with some sense to temper the recklessness of her sibling, of his own son.

He won't ask after Connor. It is too sore a subject, best left alone. She would have told him, in their correspondence, if something was wrong with the son Haytham had on;y recently discovered. This meeting was about something else entirely.

The Order and the Brotherhood are enemies, but there are some groups that neither of them can allow to exist. Bringing down the organisations that threaten the Empire's people is not something that the Brotherhood normally help with, but in this instance a shared enemy means Haytham can at least reach out to Evelyn.

If only because he has pertinent information.

With a sigh, he reaches into his jacket, and pulls out the data chip, handing it over. "I hope you are able to do something more with this than we have managed to achieve."

Evie can sense the hesitation, and she can guess it's out of a desire to ask about Connor, but she knows it's a touchy subject and she won't bring it up if he doesn't, not just now anyway. Perhaps she'll find some way of assuring him Connor is doing well if they engage in any other small talk, but it's clear he intends to get down to business right now so she holds off.

"I hope so," she agrees, taking the offered chip "these people do not bode well for any of us."

The others would likely balk at taking any sort of help from the empire, even to take down a mutual enemy, but Evie doesn't have to tell them where this information came from, or how she got hold of it, they would see the logic of taking out the organisation even if they were at similar purposes to the empire for once.

VOICE TESTING THIS BASTARD

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