Agents, G-Men, and Strange Ports

[Davin Jusik]

Ryloth
AOSS Headquarters


Max sat in a recently purchased office in the back of a functioning laundromat in a poorer section of Lessu. He'd been charged by his new benefactors with creating a civilian agency to serve the fledgling Rebellion. Max, a recently deserted Imperial, had been blown away by the request and the amount of trust that'd been placed with him. He'd never done anything like this before, even at the heights of his service for the Empire. The prospect terrified and excited him, how could he have refused?

The organization that was he brain child was compartmentalized enough to leave for an independence and removal from certain expository elements that were the bane of larger, more well founded groups. His Agents functioned in cells, that rarely communicated with other units. Meaning double agents would have to worm their way into each individual group to break down the whole. It brought a grin.

The future was finally looking up, and his current work didn't make him feel like the scum of the galaxy. He only needed to look about his new homeworld to see the benefits the Rebellion was bringing to the people. The proud poor were finally afforded opportunities that'd otherwise been denied to them from the former system that relied so heavily on titles and wrongful entitlement. A system Max had unfortunately been an accomplice to for years.

He grimaced. The the metallic portion of his left shoulder ached slightly. The former IIA operative wore a black and orange multicolored short sleeve button up and cargo shorts with black boots. Sunglasses covered his eyes. The boots were something he couldn't seem to get away from. The tiny office held various documents neatly stacked on shelves, a computer, a small fan, and a sheathed vibroblade leaning on his desk. A large slugthrower sat in a left sided shoulder holster.

Max was waiting on a potential Agent that had been recommended to him by his superior. One [member="Solan Charr"]. As he waited he simply sat at his desk and went over the file that had been forwarded to him about the young man's record

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Maximilian Vinticus"]

Solan would enter the room with a slow walk, his eyes running over everything around him at least once and his hands at his side. His clothing was that of a simple type, trousers and a shirt of tan and grey color, his body also cloaked in a Viola Coat that he wore. The Trench coat reaching down his body as it was a useful protective garment that would easily describe itself as nothing more than a piece of clothing. He was fully aware of why he was coming in but his eyes still ran over everything while he was brought there.

Finally his form moved through the door and he looked at the man sitting at the table. Someone he had never seen before but someone he was assured was loyal to the Rebel alliance and only them. This was someone he more than would get along with as long as these loyalties were true. Solan always hated traitors and he would more than be willing to deal with them like any common slaver that he had spent more than a few years... sterilizing out of the population.

 

[Davin Jusik]

"Sit." Max said with a thin smile to [member="Solan Charr"] as the younger man entered his office. "Tell me a little about yourself Mr. Charr." The spy said as he lit a Corellian Tobacco cigarette, before placing the pack back on the table.

He was curious to how Solan would take that question, how he would answer, and why he would answer like he did. Most beings were a wealth of information whether they had a choice in the matter or not. With a little coaching, one could learn that a facial twitch was as good as a shout. A skill Max had mastered, along with the hiding of his own intentions.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Maximilian Vinticus"]

"I was born on Alderaan, beautiful planet. But was moved to Dantooine for reasons that was never told to me by my parents. Killed my first man at thirteen when my family was slaughtered by a Sith and some buddies of his. Worked as a mercenary from the age of fourteen to nineteen. Served with teh Maw Consortium during that time. Became an ally of the Silver Jedi soon after and the Republic Jedi order as well. I then moved into a partnership with the now fallen Shadow Empire, working with their leader and admirals while also serving the Rebel Alliance and the Republic. I now work for the Rebel Alliance, am a leader of the Vitae Alliance, help the Red ravens and Rule Kesh. That Enough of a background?" He smiled and kicked back as he had let the info just flow out of him.