Trayze Tesar
Well-Known Member
CURRENT MISSION - Sting Operation
Immediate Goals -
1: Eliminate the Dropout Drug Ring!
1.1: Break and enter the drug lab
1.2: Secure the evidence
1.3: Secure any and all OPFOR for interrogation.
BLUFOR - Allied Sith-Imperial Peacekeepers
OPFOR - The Dropouts
TARGETING ACTION(S) -
Darth Dekaltis
A sting operation in a steelcrete hub, and an overworked inspector, name a more iconic pairing. Of course, the Kiffar wearing baggy running gear, listening to a saccharine voice weave their way through melodically angry notes as part of his "workout playlist" would be the last thing anyone suspects as an inspector. He would miss these moments, being ordinary, walking the beat, away from the detachment that came with executive work, but all good things came to an end.
His quarry, a network of Sith Academy members utilizing their rank and privilege to make some utterly depraved concoctions - some more addictive, some lethal, the best was both. The Eternalists hated them for "causing the souls of the defiant to waste away", the Militarists hated them for causing prospective recruits to be addled out of their minds, and the Guilds loathed their workers being too high to be functional - and the nameless Kiffar? He hated the Dropouts for all those reasons and one more - the abuse of power and the fact they could get away with it. At least until his investigation came along, and finally, after months of observation, the trap was being readied.
In ten minutes, all access out of the area that wasn't the sewer would be covered. In five, there would be boots on the ground, and the drug lab would become a trap that wouldn't be easily sprung - and so, as the Kiffar stopped by his usual corner, stretched, waited for the holocams to peer away just so, and he was gone - attached to the wall like a Kowackian Monkey-Lizard. He clambered up the rust-aged wall to the window that would be cracked open, and waited patiently for his music to be interrupted with the familiar chime.
"Boots on ground. Lights Green. You in, Tesar?"
"Affirm," the Kiffar, now revealed as Tesar answered. "Deerhound's on scene, eyes on production..."
Immediate Goals -
1: Eliminate the Dropout Drug Ring!
1.1: Break and enter the drug lab
1.2: Secure the evidence
1.3: Secure any and all OPFOR for interrogation.
BLUFOR - Allied Sith-Imperial Peacekeepers
OPFOR - The Dropouts
TARGETING ACTION(S) -
Darth Dekaltis
A sting operation in a steelcrete hub, and an overworked inspector, name a more iconic pairing. Of course, the Kiffar wearing baggy running gear, listening to a saccharine voice weave their way through melodically angry notes as part of his "workout playlist" would be the last thing anyone suspects as an inspector. He would miss these moments, being ordinary, walking the beat, away from the detachment that came with executive work, but all good things came to an end.
His quarry, a network of Sith Academy members utilizing their rank and privilege to make some utterly depraved concoctions - some more addictive, some lethal, the best was both. The Eternalists hated them for "causing the souls of the defiant to waste away", the Militarists hated them for causing prospective recruits to be addled out of their minds, and the Guilds loathed their workers being too high to be functional - and the nameless Kiffar? He hated the Dropouts for all those reasons and one more - the abuse of power and the fact they could get away with it. At least until his investigation came along, and finally, after months of observation, the trap was being readied.
In ten minutes, all access out of the area that wasn't the sewer would be covered. In five, there would be boots on the ground, and the drug lab would become a trap that wouldn't be easily sprung - and so, as the Kiffar stopped by his usual corner, stretched, waited for the holocams to peer away just so, and he was gone - attached to the wall like a Kowackian Monkey-Lizard. He clambered up the rust-aged wall to the window that would be cracked open, and waited patiently for his music to be interrupted with the familiar chime.
"Boots on ground. Lights Green. You in, Tesar?"
"Affirm," the Kiffar, now revealed as Tesar answered. "Deerhound's on scene, eyes on production..."
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