Private Unexpected Backup

[Tien Ulinesque]

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Objective: Why am I here?
Time: 0200 Hours
Equipment: TBD
Tags: | Ciri Jade |

To say he couldn’t believe that this was the place he thought he would be spending his Saturday night would be a complete and utter understatement.

No, Tien thought he would be taking the night on with the rest of his squad, either drowning themselves in some dingy bar on Scarif, taking the night in under the stars, or gambling away what little earnings they made with the Dauntless. Anything to help them forget the memories of those recently lost. At least if they were with each other, it was easier to do so. The memories tended to get much louder in ones mind when alone, or not with friends. Even if he did not feel emotions as widely as the sentients he served did, grief was one that he could very easily emphasize with. Because of this, Tien strived to spend as much off duty time with his squad as possible.

Being stuck on a shuttle on the way to Nar Shaddaa was much different that spending the night with the rest of the Omegas, that was for sure.

He was honestly surprised that the Grand Marhsal had signed off on this in the first place. More conflicts were coming, and keeping all the assets in house that could be would be a priority. But she signed off on Tien being on this mission anyway. Something big was coming, she had told him, and if one of the leaders of the mysterious CICOM requested specific backup, then she was inclined to agree to the request in any way she could. Besides, having a favor from one of the highest ranked agents in the Confederacy was no small thing, especially in a time where friends were few and far between. Him being allowed on this mission was surprising enough, but that wasn’t all.

The Kishiri didn’t understand why he had been asked to come. He had no experience with covert ops, beyond what he had done with the commandos. There had been a insertion and rescue op here and there, but nothing like what the CICOM did. Perhaps there had been something the agent saw in him while they worked together in that abandoned base, or maybe she just wanted the backup of the almost seven foot tall, purple skinned alien. Whatever the reason, he was here now, on a shuttle to the gambling planet practically every person in the galaxy had ever heard of for a reason he knew not.

Slowly, he made his way up to the cockpit, stooping down to not his head on the doorway. There, the silver haired agent piloted the shuttle expertly down to the surface. Through the viewport, the bright lights of Nar Shaddaa’s surface blurred together into places and locations that Tien couldn’t decipher. “I’ve never seen a place like this. So many lights..so many people.” His gaze as fixed outside the viewport as he made his way to sit in the co-pilots seat. Hopefully he could get a good view of their landing from here, and maybe even get an idea of what they were doing here. Though he was doubtful on that, as nothing looked that different than anything else. It was all bright, all lit in lights.

“I understand you probably have your reasons..” He started, eyes not leaving the viewport. “But can you give me an idea why we’re here? I feel as though I can be more helpful if at least I had an idea..how I can be helpful. Knowing what kind of dangers we face could help me pick the right equipment as well.” In truth, he didn’t know at all what to bring with him. He hadn’t been allowed to dress in his dauntless armor, nor bring his typical blaster. And without knowing the danger they were walking into, he couldn’t even begin picking the right equipment. This was all one big mystery, one he hoped the mysterious agent would elaborate on.

 

[Ciri Jade]

Objective: Search for ???
Location: Shuttle
Tags: Tien Ulinesque

Home.​

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Years had passed since the last time she had stepped foot on the Smuggler's Moon. The sight of the neon lights stretching for miles in nearly all directions was just as it had been before. Though to her, it wasn't the showy exterior that was beginning to surround the shuttle that she thought of when asked about Nar Shaddaa. No, it was the gangs, the slums, the people.. the Hutts. To come back here was never out of the question for her, it was only a matter of when. Though with growing galactic threats and constant shifts in the state of the galaxy, now was as good as any.​

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Fingers held the controls tight as she guided the shuttle passed a pair of floating casinos that hung adjacent to the path of traffic coming into the planet's spaceports. From behind, she heard the voice of her partner for this venture, Tien Ulinesque speak up, regarding the sights of this world. "There are a few planets like this. Most you find in the Confederacy aren't though. Trust me, it's much nicer than the planet it orbits. Unless you prefer swamps and Hutt Palaces." ​

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Guiding the shuttle toward their assigned hanger bay, she listened to his request and figured she could at least give him some information. She couldn't let him know everything.. not yet anyway. "I'm looking for something.. someone." She began, gently setting the ship down before shutting off the engines and eyeing the security stationed within the hanger. "This planet is a place that is perfect for people to hide on. Who I'm looking for, isn't here to hide.. or shouldn't be. Things change about as quickly as the atmosphere in a diplomatic meeting around here. Much more hostile though." Turning her eyes to him, she slips out of the pilot's chair, adjusting her jacket before hitting a button to open a compartment which held a selection of blasters and slugthrowers, mostly pistols or small carbines.​

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"If we let you run around in Confederate equipment, I'm afraid it'd cause some issues. We're not here on official CIS business. Off the books deal. I'm not looking for a firefight but that doesn't mean others here won't be. Take your pick and here.." From her pocket she produces an encrypted commlink, tossing it to him. "Keep this on you at all times. We get separated, we'll need to keep in touch. Easy to get lost on this planet and stumble into the wrong place and well.. Let's just say you don't want to know."​

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Stepping away from the opened compartment, she slips her BCR-X19 Needler from a concealed holster beneah her jacket and makes sure it is prepared as well as the A-180 blaster pistol strapped to her right hip as she waits to make sure he is ready. With a pause, she snaps her fingers as she remembers something. "If you need armor, there is a set in the compartment next to that one. It's light but can be worn under clothes. May not be your fancy Dauntless get up but, it'll help keep you alive while being able to blend in a bit more."​

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As she finished speaking, a knock came upon the door to the shuttle from the outside as security waited outside.​

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[Tien Ulinesque]

S P Y​

Objective: Follow, listen, learn.
Time: 0210 Hours
Equipment: SE-14C blaster pistol, EE-3 carbine rifle, light armoring underneath clothing
Tags: | Ciri Jade |

While the agent began to speak of their objective here, Tien couldn’t help but begin to think back to his time on his home planet. The populous was barely a fraction of the views he had when coming in, but the capital did have a few similarities. The lowest of levels could be a perfect hiding place, and while on the police force, he had undertaken many a deep dives into those dark and desolate depths. Criminals would use the winding corridors to evade those hunting them, almost with ease. He couldn’t imagine what trying to find someone in this mess of planet would be like. “Yes..I can imagine how quickly things would change here. When packed so closely together, fighting for every moment of your life to keep on moving…I’m sure flareups are a regular occurrence.” He paused, allowing the agent to continue to speak in his silence. Tien wasn’t here to take control. He would give backup when needed, and speak if there was a question was needed to be answered.

“And on a planet this big, with this big a populous, I can’t imagine that there’s a police force big enough to actually keep the crime under control..which must meant that..” Looking up to the agent, it slowly began to dawn on him just why they were here off the books. It was as much for their own safety as to keep up appearances. “the gangs police themselves. Which means crime..violence..death..is a natural occurrence, right?” This planet was seeming more and more described the more he thought of it. To think that there were sentients who felt desperate enough to live in a place like this cast a sadness over his mind that would be hard to shake.

When prompted, he was happy to finally grab a few weapons to protect him while here. The last thing he wanted was to step out onto these streets without some form of defense for himself. While he more often than not would’ve picked the biggest blaster she had available, a simple carbine and pistol would suffice for today. The pistol was strapped to the outer part of his thigh, while the carbine was slung over his shoulder, the strap pulled taut. The opportunity for armor was taken quickly as well, wanting to make sure he finished it before they landed.

Shedding his jacket onto the floor of the shuttle first, followed then by the unbuttoning of his shirt which quickly followed the jacket, Tien then started to fit himself into the armor. A set of armor most certainly not meant for a over seven foot, muscled alien. Most spy armor would not fit him, he imagined. Sliding what he could of the vest on, leaving the underside of his abs and sides ill covered, he began to redress before they landed. Looking over to where the agent had made her way over to the exit, Tien flashed her a grin followed by a shrug. “Appreciate the armor, miss, though it might be a bit…tight.” His shirt was rebuttoned and jacket slung back onto his shoulders by the time the knocking on the door signaled the arrival of the dock security.

“How are we to handle these guys, then? Have a cover story ready?”