[@Charter]

As the fight above Brentaal IV drew to a close, a secure transmission bearing the Infinate Empire Security Council’s emblem broadcasted a live feed of a human male in his late twenties stood to attention.

“Attention, this is Security Director Ti’nia. Battle Group Sigma, you are to regroup and support Battle Group Orion over the planet of Dantooine. Orbital Bombardment is prohibited. These are strict instructions from Lord Tidus himself. You are to secure orbital dominance and aid Imperial Commandos is locating an artifact only known to as a ‘Star Map’” 

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[@Jonesy]

As Chigan tired the comms for anything from Dantooine, a simple, old fashioned distress class that used sounds tones to broadcast messages was decoded by the ship’s comms terminal.

DANGER.THREAT CLOSE.PROTECT ARTIFACT.IMPERAL FORCES.

The message continued to repeat for a while before suddenly becoming silent. 

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[@Vas Khaleen]

As troops flooded Asai’s ship with their guns raised, a woman wearing an officer’s uniform littered with medals and commendations it stood there with her arms folded, smiling down at her. The officer’s blonde hair was kept in a neat bun and her face was a symbol of perfection. But her looks were just another deadly weapon in her arsenal.

“A bounty hunter you say?” She asked, her voice regal and proper. “Well I must say, you arrived at a most unfortunate time. As you can see we are cleaning up this sector.” She continued.
As she finished, she gave a gesture to the troops to bring Asai on board and taker her to the officer’s office.
Once inside the troops placed Asai in a chair in front a large, grey desk. On the walls were the heads and helmets of many beasts and warriors, there was even a Mandolorian helmet.

The officer sat in her throne-like chair, resting her legs on the desk.
“We may have use for you.”