“ well, well, well, look what i’ve found. “ the woman’s lips curled into a smile as her eyes scanned over the male in front of her, her heels giving her a slight edge in height. talking was a talent of seylsa’s, one that the first order tended to use to its advantage wisely. sneaking around was left to other members of her organization while she charmed and flirted information and trust out of politicians and enemies.
waltzing up to the male, her gown grazing the ground gently as she moved. her motives must have been clear. poe dameron: pilot, stubborn and crafty. her informants had been good at keeping her alert of who was on what side and they had shared plenty on him. “ fancy seeing you here. you clean up nice for a pilot. “ the women was more interested in the knowledge he held than the actual man but a little small talk to warm things up didn’t bother her.
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