First Reply A Silent Strike

[Marauder]

Marauder observed the people below him moving several crates. He lowered himself quietly to the ground to get a closer look at an unattended crate. He rested his hand on the lid and lifted it open, revealing a whole lotta spice, but this was a new kind. Just smelling it made Marauder slightly numb in the head. he stuck a small detonator underneath the lid before sealing it back up. He pushed a button on the side of his helmet. "This is where they're keeping the stuff, and i just found one." He said into the comm. He swerved left and hid in the shade to look for a new vantage point.

 

[Rackham]

A_S I L E N T_S T R I K E

DARK EMPIRE
KETARIS, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

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The doors leading into the landing pad of the spaceport opened with Colonel Rackham, escorted by a squad of SpecNav Commandos walking up to the group individuals who were unloading their haul of crates full of spice. It was rare for the Dark Empire to have dealings with the Underworld, but if it was going to win the war against the Galactic Alliance then the Empire needed to use every possible method they could use to gain even the smallest of advantages. As Rackham and his escort made their presence known they were greeted by an individual, a Weequay male who was in charge of this whole operation.

"Welcome Colonel, i have the Karrak spice that you have requested. All 12 crates of them." the Weequay said as he greeted Rackham. Without speaking, Rackham snapped his fingers as two Commandos rushed towards one of the crates with one Commando opening the crate and another pulling out a device to scan the spice within it. After a few seconds, the device beeped confirming that the spice was indeed Karrak, a variant of spice that apparently suppressed a force-user's abilities to use the Force for a whole forty-eight hours. Rackham then looked back at the rest of the Commandos and nodded.

Upon receiving the signal from Rackham, the Commando walked up towards the Weequay a briefcase in hand and presented the case to the spice dealer opening it to reveal thousands of standard credits to thee space dealing. "Fifty thousand credits just as agreed. That should be enough to pay for your troubles" the Colonel stated.

[Tag] | Marauder ​

 

[Marauder]

From Marauder's shaded position he saw a high ranking Imperial. His eyes widened slightly as he never would have suspected Imperials to interact with these guys. Marauder raised his hand to his helmet again. "This is worse than I thought. The Empire's here." Marauder weighed his options, there was never much he could do against the Empire alone, not without them chasing him system to system. But he couldn't allow this to go any further, he had to stop this. Marauder grappled to another shaded area for a closer look at the commandos.

 

[Rackham]

A_S I L E N T_S T R I K E

DARK EMPIRE
KETARIS, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

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After being presented to the briefcase of galactic standard credits, the Weequay spice dealer took a few seconds to examine the amount of credits displayed in front of him before looking at the Colonel and taking the briefcase of credits from the Commando who had presented it to him. "Pleasure doing business with you Colonel." the Weequay said just as the last crate was unloaded. As the Weequay turned around he signaled for his men to leave for their vessel, leaving the Imperials to begin transferring the unloaded cargo to their own vessels that were

As the Spice dealers entered their ship and departed, a single AV86 Condor Utility Shuttle arrived and made landfall within the spaceport. Upon making landfall, the Utility Shuttle's doors would open to allow two squads of Stormtroopers to emerge as the Imperials began the process of transferring the crates of spice into the Shuttle. As he stood in front of the Shuttle two Commandos by his side, Rackham watched calmly, his hands clasped behind his back as he watched his men went to work. Soon, the Empire would have yet another asset that would be utilized against the Jedi with great effectiveness in future confrontations.

[Tag] | Marauder ​