*** Unspecified Wilderness Area, Dromund Kaas ***
After a long hike, Darth Nox - also known as General Vokun Suleyk - found what looked to be a staging area. But what this staging area was geared for was not immediately clear. Even stranger, General Suleyk sensed no life in this area, sentient or otherwise. He wandered about, not tampering with anything, but rather exploring the area in hopes that whoever owned this camp would return and possibly answer the question of what the hell all this was for.
*** IKV
Terror Wing, Leaving Korriban Orbit ***
"Flier, this is
not a fast food joint from Earth!" Rhea growled. "And Nari, where we are going is classified."
*** Bast Castle, Vjun ***
"I know - and if something happened to you, our son would be affected. I have a right to worry as the child's father," Markus told Krystal as he settled into the seat next to her. He knocked on the bulkhead just shy of the cockpit. "Back to the
Iron Regent," he told the pilot. Markus' gaze returned to Krystal. "And I think I've settled on naming out son Malcom. Malcom Vasily Tokarev."
*** Imperium Bunker, Dragon'taan ***
"No, but I want to get this mission done and over with and get back home," Roc responded. "I promised my wife I'd be there for the birth of my son."
*** Ma'Hara,Spaceport ***
"I-I'm... Kayla. I was hired by K'Tath to get something for him... something from a ship crashed some ways from here. I originally had planned to sell it to a scrap dealer, but K'Tath offered twice what the scrap dealer would have paid, and he was true to his word. But after I delivered it... something changed. He had me lead you here. He said you wouldn't harm me, I... guess I didn't believe him," the Braixen explained. "But we shouldn't talk about this out here. Too many ears."
*** Approaching Stormwind, Azeroth ***
"Lian will be beaming down from her ship. We didn't beam down because I didn't want your little brother to be adversely affected by the transporter beam," Ketorr responded. "And your brother-in-law will be with her. So be nice."
*** Sol III system, near Utopia Planitia Shipyards ***
"We'll have security personnel beamed aboard," the medic said. "Do you have any idea of the motive behind this attack?"
*** Dragon'taan Orbital Spaceport ***
Mathayus smiled amusedly at Michen. "Did you not have anything to drink during the trip here?" he asked.
*** Mos Eisely Spaceport, Tatooine ***
A young lioness-tiger hybrid with a tomboyish stance and beautiful blue eyes walked through the Mos Eisely Spaceport. Her work here on Tatooine was nearly done. All that remained was to report to her employer and then get off this dustball. The sand was really starting to irritate her. She wore
uncommon attire for those on Tatooine, plus a pair of black gauntlets that projected the energy shield that protected her.
She walked into the office of her employer and slapped a folder of files down on his desk. "It's done," she said, her feminine voice having a scratchy quality to it. "Those files will prove who stole your money. And I dealt with the man's thugs."
The employer - a human male - turned around in his chair. "Good. That's damn good. It's about time I got lucky out here. Credits will be transferred to your account, as agreed."
"And the info I wanted?" the lioness asked.
"A deal's a deal. I will transmit it to your ship's computers, as you requested," the man said. The lioness nodded and turned to leave. "Never got your name, madame," the man stated. The lioness stopped.
"It's Tokarev," she answered, looking over her shoulder. "Vitani Tokarev." And with that, she walked out of the office and headed for the extraction point - on the other side of the city.
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