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Location: Punisher Squadron headquarters/staging area, hidden rebel base, Utapau 7, Utapau system, Tarabba sector, Outer Rim Territories
Time/Date: 2200 Taungsday, 01/13, 0 BBY
"Lieutenant, your new assignment is an undercover mission. We have received a tip from Intelligence saying their spies on Utapau have confirmed a rumor that the Fey family is sympathetic to the rebellion, but Garnak Fey, their leader and CEO of Silica Tab production lines, has chosen to remain neutral. Intelligence has also confirmed that there are members of the family that feel they should remain loyal to the Empire, command fears that the Imperials will send an agent to kill off those sympathetic to our cause and force Fey into the Empire. Your mission is top secret. I'm placing you in command, and I'm sending you Punisher Three, Four, and Five as your security. You are to influence the Fey family to support our cause, identify the Imperialists, and halt any Imperial attempts to influence the family. If you are engaged or your cover is blown you are authorized to use force. If engaged by the Empire, eliminate the Imperial threats by any means necessary. Any questions?" Commander Hook, otherwise known as Punisher One or Punisher Leader, looked Lt. Tracinya Reem in her blue eyes, making an attempt not to stare at anything else. She was wearing nothing but a tank top and her Alliance issued, orange flight pants and boots. She looked stunning and Tracy knew the commander fancied her, but he remained professional never did he flirt with her or express his feelings for the Mandalorian fighter pilot. The commander was a hardliner and rightly so, as a former squadron leader in the Royal Naboo Space Fighter Corps. His unit was engaged by the Imperial pilots of the 501st Legion and he was the only survivor.
"With all due respect, why me, sir?" Tracy sighed, thinking about how much she hated missions where she wasn't in the seat of her X-wing.
"Reem, I know how much you love flying, but I chose you because you fit the description of the mission requirements we are looking for. Garnak Fey is looking for a new personal secretary and we have already made and submitted your resume. Your name is Alexandra Rae. You have an interview tomorrow for the job, and he'd be a fool not to hire you... or gay, which in that case we have plenty of male candidates to secure that job position to get close to the Fey family. I need you to report everything Fey does, using a secure transmission, and please don't blow your cover. Our agents have worked hard to secure this for you. If you fail, we could lose everything the Alliance has been working for in this system. Now get some rest for your interview, you're dismissed."
Reem exited Commander Hook's office, and headed to the crew quarters and walked to her room. She needed a drink. Tracy kicked off her boots, pulled her pants off, and made her way across the room in her under wear. She opened a cabinet containing bottles of various alcohol. She found her favorite whiskey and poured herself a glass. It would help take the edge off her mind from tomorrow's mission. Tracy was tired and needed sleep, she climbed in bed and pulled a sheet over herself. She closed her eyes and before she knew it she began dreaming.
In her dreams she saw her father in his old Mandalorian fighter pilot uniform with a helmet under his arm, with his other arm he picked up a young Tracinya and kissed her on the cheek. She must have been three or four. Not a memory she remembered well other than pictures, but she knew her father always said goodbye to the family before he flew on a mission. Her father was a veteran of the Clone Wars and like most Mandalorian warriors had joined the Confederacy of Independent Systems. When Tracy grew older her father eventually left the fighting at the end of the Clone Wars, he ended his career as a fighter pilot and pursued business, he eventually became a MandalMotors executive. Her father had no love for the Republic and no love for the new Galactic Empire, he remained in contact with his separatist contacts and allied himself with the new rebellion against the Empire. Eventually he was killed by Imperial agents, that was the reason she joined the Rebellion. Her father was her hero, and every day she hoped she was as good a hero, pilot, and freedom fighter as he was.
As she continued to dream a smile light up her face.
Time/Date: 2200 Taungsday, 01/13, 0 BBY
"Lieutenant, your new assignment is an undercover mission. We have received a tip from Intelligence saying their spies on Utapau have confirmed a rumor that the Fey family is sympathetic to the rebellion, but Garnak Fey, their leader and CEO of Silica Tab production lines, has chosen to remain neutral. Intelligence has also confirmed that there are members of the family that feel they should remain loyal to the Empire, command fears that the Imperials will send an agent to kill off those sympathetic to our cause and force Fey into the Empire. Your mission is top secret. I'm placing you in command, and I'm sending you Punisher Three, Four, and Five as your security. You are to influence the Fey family to support our cause, identify the Imperialists, and halt any Imperial attempts to influence the family. If you are engaged or your cover is blown you are authorized to use force. If engaged by the Empire, eliminate the Imperial threats by any means necessary. Any questions?" Commander Hook, otherwise known as Punisher One or Punisher Leader, looked Lt. Tracinya Reem in her blue eyes, making an attempt not to stare at anything else. She was wearing nothing but a tank top and her Alliance issued, orange flight pants and boots. She looked stunning and Tracy knew the commander fancied her, but he remained professional never did he flirt with her or express his feelings for the Mandalorian fighter pilot. The commander was a hardliner and rightly so, as a former squadron leader in the Royal Naboo Space Fighter Corps. His unit was engaged by the Imperial pilots of the 501st Legion and he was the only survivor.
"With all due respect, why me, sir?" Tracy sighed, thinking about how much she hated missions where she wasn't in the seat of her X-wing.
"Reem, I know how much you love flying, but I chose you because you fit the description of the mission requirements we are looking for. Garnak Fey is looking for a new personal secretary and we have already made and submitted your resume. Your name is Alexandra Rae. You have an interview tomorrow for the job, and he'd be a fool not to hire you... or gay, which in that case we have plenty of male candidates to secure that job position to get close to the Fey family. I need you to report everything Fey does, using a secure transmission, and please don't blow your cover. Our agents have worked hard to secure this for you. If you fail, we could lose everything the Alliance has been working for in this system. Now get some rest for your interview, you're dismissed."
Reem exited Commander Hook's office, and headed to the crew quarters and walked to her room. She needed a drink. Tracy kicked off her boots, pulled her pants off, and made her way across the room in her under wear. She opened a cabinet containing bottles of various alcohol. She found her favorite whiskey and poured herself a glass. It would help take the edge off her mind from tomorrow's mission. Tracy was tired and needed sleep, she climbed in bed and pulled a sheet over herself. She closed her eyes and before she knew it she began dreaming.
In her dreams she saw her father in his old Mandalorian fighter pilot uniform with a helmet under his arm, with his other arm he picked up a young Tracinya and kissed her on the cheek. She must have been three or four. Not a memory she remembered well other than pictures, but she knew her father always said goodbye to the family before he flew on a mission. Her father was a veteran of the Clone Wars and like most Mandalorian warriors had joined the Confederacy of Independent Systems. When Tracy grew older her father eventually left the fighting at the end of the Clone Wars, he ended his career as a fighter pilot and pursued business, he eventually became a MandalMotors executive. Her father had no love for the Republic and no love for the new Galactic Empire, he remained in contact with his separatist contacts and allied himself with the new rebellion against the Empire. Eventually he was killed by Imperial agents, that was the reason she joined the Rebellion. Her father was her hero, and every day she hoped she was as good a hero, pilot, and freedom fighter as he was.
As she continued to dream a smile light up her face.
Same with the phone, there weren't cell phones at this time. They had cord and dial telephones
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He sarcastically threw his hand up as if he were swearing an oath which he turned into a bow "I promise" he smiled as he kissed her hand. "Now you need to finish your studies so we can spend more time together."
He walked over to the bench where the guy was and looked around for him, he couldn't find the stranger. A few college girls walked past him, giggling and saying "Hi, Professor Jones." He smiled back and said 'hello' the girls blushed as they asked questions about his personal life. He didn't mind the female attention, but he was worried someone had found out about him and Shay now these girls were testing their skills on him, or maybe he was over-thinking things either way he didn't mind the flirting. It took his mind off the crazy things Shay was worried about Dr. Black and especially Deirdre, who knew what she was up to right now. One of the girls passed him a note before they left, and he was about to read it when he heard his name being called.
"Ah, Professor Jones how are you doing?"
It was Dr. Black behind him, Indy put the note in his pocket as he turned to greet his boss, "I'm doing great, sir, its a beautiful campus you have here I'd be more than happy to stay here and teach regularly on staff."
"Who knows maybe the position will open up, or maybe I can bring it up to the board, but it all depends," he said in a mysterious manner.
"Depends on what?"
"Your cooperation of course, Don't worry you have been doing well in your classes, you are very popular among the students, favorite professor actually, but this isn't about your job this is about something else, you'll find out soon enough. Just remember to do what you're told, I'm watching you," the larger man said pointing his cane at Indy's chest before walking off to his office.
Strange things are going on here, maybe Shay was right... Now to read that note.
He walked over to the bench where the guy was and looked around for him, he couldn't find the stranger. A few college girls walked past him, giggling and saying "Hi, Professor Jones." He smiled back and said 'hello' the girls blushed as they asked questions about his personal life. He didn't mind the female attention, but he was worried someone had found out about him and Shay now these girls were testing their skills on him, or maybe he was over-thinking things either way he didn't mind the flirting. It took his mind off the crazy things Shay was worried about Dr. Black and especially Deirdre, who knew what she was up to right now. One of the girls passed him a note before they left, and he was about to read it when he heard his name being called.
"Ah, Professor Jones how are you doing?"
It was Dr. Black behind him, Indy put the note in his pocket as he turned to greet his boss, "I'm doing great, sir, its a beautiful campus you have here I'd be more than happy to stay here and teach regularly on staff."
"Who knows maybe the position will open up, or maybe I can bring it up to the board, but it all depends," he said in a mysterious manner.
"Depends on what?"
"Your cooperation of course, Don't worry you have been doing well in your classes, you are very popular among the students, favorite professor actually, but this isn't about your job this is about something else, you'll find out soon enough. Just remember to do what you're told, I'm watching you," the larger man said pointing his cane at Indy's chest before walking off to his office.
Strange things are going on here, maybe Shay was right... Now to read that note.
Its Summer 1925, and security cameras weren't used until 1942.
Sorry the last post was a little weak. I'm trying to move through the scene.
"Calm down, Shay it's probably nothing. Stop worrying about your father. If he has a problem he can come talk to me," he paused and smiled. "Besides, he doesn't know about us and we will keep it that way. You are my student so you can always tell him I am helping you with your studies or I can hire you as my TA."
He looked over at the bench, but found it empty, the man was gone. That's weird.
He looked over at the bench, but found it empty, the man was gone. That's weird.
At the moment, Inkwell's character has been introduced and Ruu isn't so trusting the Jawa is trying to figure out whats going on, the Twi'lek is still getting used to freedom and the other older twi'lek (NPC) has suggest to take a skiff and sneak into Teemo's Palace for a better ship, which Ruu doesn't seem to want to participate most likely the group will have to come to a decision or a leader should step up.
Rules
1 keep it within Star Wars canon
2 don't kill Garnak Fey
3 have fun
Okay, now I'm ready. I'll get a post up
1 keep it within Star Wars canon
2 don't kill Garnak Fey
3 have fun
Okay, now I'm ready. I'll get a post up
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