Darth Hashira
Enlightened
MISSION:
The ramp to the shuttle carrying Darth Hashira and [member="Ela Saako"] hissed as it was deployed. Hashira had very little time to get to know the Neimoidian, only asking her preliminary questions about her interests, abilities and aspirations. He looked over the data file he briefly skimmed over during the journey to the world of Bastion while aboard the Imperial Courier shuttle. The flight had been eventless, Hashira remaining in his personal quarters, only emerging when the landing gear had been deployed and the ''all clear'' signal given.
He stepped out onto the cold durasteel platform, directly in front of him was dormant the Genesis Institute laboratory. It was a large durasteel door, reinforced with beskar supports. Hashia studded it for a moment. Suddenly, an obviously distressed man holding a data pad approached Hashira. He was a tall Nikto missing his left arm, a metallic one in it's place. He spoke to Hashira as soon as he was within earshot.
''Lord Hashira.'' he bowed. ''The distress signal has ended but that's because the power has been cut to the facility. We don't know for sure why though, our guess is a defect with the generators perhaps due to prolonged use. We need power to be reestablished so we can get in.''
Hashira nodded, gesturing for the acolyte to hook up a power cable from the ship to the main door...
A distress call from the Genesis Institutehttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/106697-the-genesis-institute/ - A recent experiment has gone awry, and the researchers are calling for help containing an escaped subject. When you arrive, there is no answer at the doors to the facility and the power seems to have been cut. Who, or what, is alive inside is a mystery
The ramp to the shuttle carrying Darth Hashira and [member="Ela Saako"] hissed as it was deployed. Hashira had very little time to get to know the Neimoidian, only asking her preliminary questions about her interests, abilities and aspirations. He looked over the data file he briefly skimmed over during the journey to the world of Bastion while aboard the Imperial Courier shuttle. The flight had been eventless, Hashira remaining in his personal quarters, only emerging when the landing gear had been deployed and the ''all clear'' signal given.
He stepped out onto the cold durasteel platform, directly in front of him was dormant the Genesis Institute laboratory. It was a large durasteel door, reinforced with beskar supports. Hashia studded it for a moment. Suddenly, an obviously distressed man holding a data pad approached Hashira. He was a tall Nikto missing his left arm, a metallic one in it's place. He spoke to Hashira as soon as he was within earshot.
''Lord Hashira.'' he bowed. ''The distress signal has ended but that's because the power has been cut to the facility. We don't know for sure why though, our guess is a defect with the generators perhaps due to prolonged use. We need power to be reestablished so we can get in.''
Hashira nodded, gesturing for the acolyte to hook up a power cable from the ship to the main door...