The Order

[Subject 37]

Yavin IV

Jedi were mysterious creatures.

Rigor didn't understand them, and it certainly didn't pretend to do so either. To it they were set apart from the rest of the organics only because it had been programmed to see them so. Many within the galaxy saw them as something unique, as something to be inspired by, as something to love and look up to. For Rigor, they were simply different, an enigma. It didn't quite understand how they functioned, why they functioned the way they did, or why other organics insisted on setting them apart. The droid understood the Jedi utilized something that they called "The Force", yet it's databanks hardly understood what this mysterious "Force" was, nor why the Jedi were so special for using it.

It also understood that the SIth utilized this same "Force", yet it had no idea why the organics insisted on distinguishing one from the other.

It supposed this was done due to the general actions of the two groups rather than an overarching shift in general organic species structure. It assumed that the function of Jedi and Sith were much like different governments within the galaxy. These two individual groups simply did not see eye to eye with one another and thus began a disagreement. Rigor didn't quite understand that either, mostly because each disagreement had a logical outcome that could easily be reached with facts and understanding.

Either way, it hardly mattered to Rigor.

The droid worked for an organization that neither cared for allegiances nor galactic disagreements, they simply did what they were hired to do.

That suited Rigor, and in many ways it was an extension of Saeva itself. The droid had no personal feelings, no qualms, and certainly no opinions on what should be done. The ways of Organics were far beyond it, and it had hardly ever injected its own thoughts on a situation. Perhaps that had been its programming, though that hardly seemed to matter to it all. Rigor was in fact simply happy doing it's job, or as happy as a droid could be.

So that was why it stepped into the Jedi Temple on Yavin IV, the odd, undetectable layer of its holographic disguise matrix making it appear as a young man with dark brown hair and a scruffly beard.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Rigor"]

All traffic around and within the Yavin system, particularly Yavin IV, being heavily monitored, the droid's arrival had been noted by Clan Rekali forces. Presumably, however, Saeva's cover identities and false telesponders were sufficiently convincing to permit passage at this stage.

A longstanding agreement permitted the Jedi to use the Yavin IV temples. Under the terms of the agreement, trouble that came specifically to the Jedi and those temples was primarily the Jedi's problem -- right up until said trouble became egregious. An infiltrator or two in the temples, or an acolyte going Dark? The Jedi could handle that. But if violence spilled over into nearby Port Shardrock, or began causing significant damage to the temples, Clan Rekali assets would be on scene in short order, and a disproportionate response would be formulated.

Rigor, being a representative of a moderately large and successful corporation, would certainly have access to the above information.

 

[Jorus Merrill]

OOC/ Just noticed the tag. Lessee...

IC/

[member="Rigor"]

Were someone to attempt to find Jorus Merrill at Yavin IV, they would be disappointed.

However.

Jorus had been known to visit the place. His daughter Mara had spent a good portion of her training here. His associations with the nearby Silver Sanctum Coalition were well-known; he'd been a founding member of the Levantine Sanctum and its Frontier Corps, for example, and had taught at the Levantine Astronautical Academy for a couple of years before his retirement to parts unknown. He lived on the vessels Gypsymoth and D'Lessio, whose drive signatures and general appearance might reasonably be stored in the temple's hangar flight control database. The database might also include flight plans to various destinations in SSC and Galactic Alliance territory (primarily Saleucami and Fondor). Similar information could be found regarding his daughter's old Tachyon-class freighter, the Corridor Sweeper, which frequented ports in the Alliance.

 

[GNK-699]

[member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Rigor"]

PABOOM!

A clap of thunder shook the ground underfoot and drew eyes skyward. Clouds were punctured as a smoking ball of fire and fury tore through the sky like a meteor, generating a whistling noise that steadily grew stronger as the ball approached the Jedi Temple. When observers close to the temple discerned the meteor's intended target, they began to disperse just as the clouds had before - in all directions. Anywhere far from the apparent blast zone. Behind whatever cover they could find, the beings cowered. Fear enveloped the grounds surrounding the temple, generated by the ever closer fireball that threatened to destroy all they held dear. The whistling grew stronger and stronger and stronger until...

THUD!

There were no explosions of nuclear proportions, no incinerating firewall that obliterated everything and no sudden loss of life. Just a slight rumble and a rather anticlimactic plop sound. The people rejoiced in their newfound love for life briefly, then were overtaken by curiosity. Slowly, they approached the cloud of dust and debris surrounding the impact crater. Slowly, they crept towards the cause of all this fuss and confusion. Slowly, they approached their doom.

As the dust settled and the onlookers began to crowd the edges of the relatively small crater, a silhouette became apparent. A cube. Bland in its outline with no apparent indicators of imminent danger or aggressive intent. A man dared step foot inside the crater, only to quickly step back out as the cube rose, propelled by two stubby legs that buzzed and whirred as they extended. Standing tall and proud (at 1.1m), the cube seemed to gaze at the crowd, turning in a painfully slow pirouette. Stopping after a perfect 360 degree turn, silence dawned once more upon the crater...

Then, in a voice that made people flinch and set hairs on end, the cube spoke. A fuzzy, robotic, deep, voice that sounded purely sinister and evil.

"Gonk!" It said.

 

[Subject 37]

Rigor did not note the arrival of the Gonk droid or it's intention of murdering all those within the Temple, instead it had moved into the inner housings of the Temple Grounds, though not into any security area.

The droid had a mission here, a simple one. Normally it would have received a partner to work with, much like it had on Kamino and Panatha. This time it was different however. The Jedi were curious creatures, curious enough that a single droid working alone, even if caught, would likely not be as suspect as a duo. Rigor knew this, or rather it had calculated it. They would attempt to capture him and read any information available, but beyond that no further issue would arrive.

Droids were innocent, non-descript, specifically medical droids.

A duo would catch more attention, and increase risk.

That was why Rigor was located in the temple alone, that was why it slowly moved forward under its guise of a Jedi Knight. The Temple itself would have data storage, likely located within the inner halls. All Rigor required was access to that Storage and it would complete its mission within a matter of moments. With the fearsome Gonk droid now distracting them, it's mission seemed easier than before.