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The group’s commlinks chimed. “Good news and bad news,” Candell’s voice spoke into their ears. “The good news is that my agents report seeing Darth Aedis leave the spaceport. I’m watching the cameras now and the presence of his shoulders is becoming less prominent. The bad news is there won’t be any support coming anytime soon. For some reason my agents aren’t responding. I don’t know if something happened to them or if their comms are being jammed, but until we find our hacker our only help will be from these incompetent port authority guards.”
The cipher agent went quiet as he mumbled to himself. “I’m searching through private hangars and cross referencing them. My guess is our targets are under a pseudonym. In the meantime be prepared. A droid is watching the lift, and given I can’t remotely deactivate it my guess is it won’t be happy to see you.”
“Sir?” Exus asked as he looked to the assassin, confusion momentarily overriding his fear. He soon remembered it though and slumped his shoulders.
His fingers typed out the message quickly and sent it away. With tense fingers tightly holding the datapad, Exus waited for a response, and silently hoped it wouldn’t end with him going headfirst down to the landing pads below. One could never tell with an angry Sith what exactly they’d do, and right now the last thing he needed was for Xaith to be thrown into a rage or do something irrational.
He looked down again when a response finally came after a long, painful minute. It said a simple word.
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“Beg your pardon, s-sir?” Exus blurted out before he grasp what it was he asked. He winced at his own words, once again he caught himself questioning orders simply because it was unexpected. They were here, perhaps just a few hundred yards away from where their mysterious hacker was, and perhaps the same person who now tried to dissuade them from going any further. Yet what if there was danger about to come to Xaith’s master? Perhaps Xaith was more loyal than Exus gave him credit for.
“Er, r-right, sir,” quickly he changed the recipient of the datapad’s messages to send to Candell. He didn’t bother trying his commlink, lest some try to block them again or worse- listen in. “W-with respect, sir, you’re asking if I would like t-to be demeaned now or later. I’ll stay with you and provide aid wh-where I can,” the agent answered.
When pressing the commlink in his ear, Xaith would find their channels open- or at least his.
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The droid did not react as the group passed by. It’s camera unable to focus on the passing shadows that didn’t seem completely there. Meanwhile the group of soldiers down the hall continued their conversation without notice to the new arrivals.
“I don’t see why we were redirected here- it sounded like there was a war zone in the city,” one of them said, his voice nasally beneath the helmet.
“Lord Aedis said it was the utmost importance to take control of the spaceport and be wary of suspicious individuals. My guess is he wants to make sure whoever is making the city go haywire doesn’t get away,” another answered.
“I hear it might have been rogue Sith from Imperial Intelligence,” the third said, “Darth Aedis’ orders are to watch for the Sith and to a Gand.”
“What does a Gand even look like?” The first asked.
“No idea,” the second said.
Past the group of soldiers a trio of droids crowded around one hangar entrance. The few that walked down the corridor, were urged to the other side by holographic hazard lines and the droids.
“The lines of fate weave oddly,” a voice said from the cockpit’s entrance. the Arkanian stood, now in a much finer white lab coat and clean clothes. As always the datapad was in his hands, though for once he did not look at it.
He gave Nahme a small bow of his head and said, “I am glad you came- I feared your promise was just that, and not a true offer. You won’t regret this decision- the work we do here is to set the foundation for the future.”
Exus looked down from the speeder with a frown. The ground seemed very far away from this distance. It made him a bit queasy, though that might have been because of Xaith. He did not want to be called a coward- a reprimand in his line of work carried weight. Agents unwilling to take risks didn’t last long in this career, but then again death was a fairly permanent retirement. The way Xaith described- it seemed inevitable that he would perish from it.
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Xaquen let the Mist Bender take the lead in the infiltration. There was a nervous click that escaped him at the mention of droids. He was beginning to dislike the metal servants that many of the galaxy had decided to construct. They appeared to be easy to corrupt and unreliable at best.
While the male Sith seemed to stride forward with confidence, and the female stayed relatively near though a little more cautious and less secure, Xaquen sought out the shadows. The odd ball conversation and mention of unfamiliar names made little sense and no difference the the Gand Hunter. He wasn’t here for politics, he was on the hunt. A strange hunt. A challenging hunt.
He gave a mental curse of anger as he heard mention of his species and another wonder what they looked like. It was a good thing for him in this case, there wasn’t much else he could claim to be. He stuck out, and was probably the only one of his kind here. “Going to get closer look,” Xaquen said to himself.
12/20/13 12:59 AM
Exus fell over as the speeder suddenly blasted forward. He’d been in the process of seeing how to get down, glancing over the edge to both judge the distance and asking if Xaith could lower their altitude by just a smidgen so there would be a lower possibility of breaking his legs on impact. Given the threats thrown at him, the agent was weighing the pain of broken bones with preserving his life from a possibly very gruesome death. Sith Sorcery and abominations created from it weren’t his realm of training. He was meant more for control and support, and he was still a greenhorn to all of that too.
Xaith though seemed to have other plans for him, much to the agent’s chagrin and horror. If that had been a test of courage, he had failed miserable. Worst of all he was fairly certain that if the beasts didn’t get to him, the Sith in the driver’s seat would. He tried to pull himself up, whether it was to leap from the speeder while it was accelerating or to adjust his seating position to something more dignified, Exus wasn’t entirely certain. Either way it was promptly stopped by the invisible weight of a duracrete slab flopping onto his chest to keep him in his seat. His mouth felt very dry as Exus looked out to the scenery of the city passing by them, knowing that it would all soon disappear and give way to the jungle. The same jungle where deadly predators hunted, sorcery ran amok, rebel slaves lay in hiding, and worse things hid in the shadows.
It was survival training all over again.
“P-pardon me if I thought I actually had a choice in the matter, sir,” Exus stuttered out bravely as he found the speeder’s safety belt and swiftly clicked himself in lest the Sith suddenly descent or did a barrel roll. At this point he had no idea what Xaith was capable, or rather willing, to do. “In my defense I am not entirely properly armed for a venture into the jungle, s-sir. I mean besides the monsters and such, we don’t know what this mysterious person on the datapad has planned. We might be walking into an assault, n-not just an infiltration. Shouldn’t we see about back-up?”
Candell hummed for a moment over the comlink. “I believe I’ll be able to get the troopers away with a disturbance on the other side of the spaceport, the droids though will be a problem. Three though shouldn’t be trouble for you, and if this is the right hangar then you can charge and take it by force. I’ll see if I can hack into camera feeds to see what you’d be up against.”
Before the agent could continue, Xaquen strode forward.
All three soldiers turned around, fingers on the triggers of their blaster by instinct as the three exchanged quick glances with each other as the alien spoke.
When he was finished one of them spoke as he raised his blaster, “This what a Gand looks like?”
“Don’t know, looks like something I stepped in during jungle patrol last week. Let’s take it into custody and bring it to the captain to be sure.” Another said.
“What’s it saying about a white haired man and ‘enemy of the empire’?” The third asked as he too raised his blaster.
“Who cares," the first replied, "Hands raised, alien, we’re taking you into custody.”
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