Actions Speak [Dav Nirken, Open]

[Alienor Na'Varro]

This day was a huge first in Alienor's career. It was the first time she was in charge of a promotion. It felt unreal to the former Sith who hadn't expected to work with Imperial Intelligence when she had moved to Bastion, simply hoping for a musical career. She had never regretted being recruited in official service of the Empire. These people had become her people and she felt imperial, she felt like she belonged.

Dressed in her black uniform, the Operative watched the previous proceedings before it was her turn to take the floor. She stood and reached the podium, blue eyes searching for the man she was to call next.

"Agent Nirken, please step forward."

[Akilah]

Standing in the crowd, Akilah felt odd that she had been promoted faster than the one now being honored, who had been one of the recruiting officers during her interview. Sometimes things worked that way, she mused now within the second row as everyone had been arranged according to rank. He had more time in the bureau than she had, but the empress had driven Akilah to higher heights.

Grinning, she glanced right and toward the center aisle as the one being congratulated approached.

[Dav Nirken]

:: It was rare that Dav attended the promotion ceremonies. When he did, he was just another face in the crowd - the congratulations he did give were done after the fact. Word had come down that he was to attend this ceremony as a participant however, and so he did. He wore the black uniform issued to Intelligence agents, infrequently worn in his case but all the sharper for it. Like the others present, he stood silently in the ranks watching the various promotions occur. Few were people he knew, at least until Alienor - Operative Na'Varro, who'd been a Field Agent when he'd last seen her - stood. It was his name she called to step forward.

He allowed no change in expression or posture, the pride he felt was held in check for it could be loosed later. He stepped forward, stopping in the same place the others had, and faced the Operative. ::

[Alienor Na'Varro]

As Dav Nirken walked up to where she was standing, Alienor looked at him. He was a competent agent, and she knew that she would request his assistance in the near future. But for now, it was his time to shine, and further missions would await.

"Agent Nirken, your hard work and actions have proven your loyalty to the Empire and your efficiency as a member of the Intelligence Bureau. This is why you are now recognized as a Field Agent."

She offered a handshake. "Congratulations, Field Agent Nirken."

[Dav Nirken]

:: There it was, officially declaring he was a Field Agent. And a handshake, not a salute. More informal, but well within the range of normal. ::

"Thank you, ma'am."

:: The words were spoken as he shook Alienor's hand, and the promotion was complete. If only operations could run so smoothly. ::