Roleplaying: Mercenary Mission One

Magenta returned Karis's smile with one of her own confident grins. "Yes, I'm with Pearl Flight, and I've been with the Skar'kla Commandos for about two years now. Never regretted it since." She hesitated, thinking about their new alliance with the Imperials. One of the very few things she did not like about the Skar'klas was that little fact.

She was curious how Karis felt about that, so she decided to be a bit more daring and blunt. "Let me ask you something off record, Karis.... How do you feel about allying with the Imperials?"

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Karis thought for a moment. Apparently this could be a touchy subject. "I have to honestly say I don't know, all I know is what I've heard from different space pilots."

Karis studied Magenta for a moment. "You don't seem to like them. Why?" She asked curiously. "What do you know about them?" Karis had a habit of wanting to know about her employers, their motives, their ambitions, their agendas, hidden and open. And asking "to many questions" got her into trouble a couple of times on previous jobs.

But if Magenta didn't want to tell her she didn't have to. "If it's something you'd rather not discuss, you don't have to." Karis added.

Magenta shrugged. "I guess you could say I have.... personal ties with them. Although I've never been actually affiliated with them." She snickered. "Quite the contrary. But I don't really know anything that's not common knowledge already. I don't like them at all, though." She hesitated. She was not sure how far she should go in telling Karis her history with the Imperials. It could get back to her Commanders if she talked too much, and they might forbid her from going on missions because of "personal ties".

"They're scum," Magenta continued after a pause. "Killing innocent people, crushing any resistance that stands in their way.... They're dictators. But I think everyone knows that." She let out a cold chuckle. "Unless you're a sympathizer with them."

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Karis listened intently. She almost got the feeling that there was something Magenta wasn't telling her. But she shrugged it off. If Magenta wasn't telling her something, she had her reasons. Maybe someday she would tell her though.

She didn't need to ask why the commandos were taking this job, they were getting paid to. She had heard all about that in the briefing room.

"Do you know how anyone else in the fleet feels about us working for the empire?" Karis asked.

Magenta contemplated silently for a moment before turning her attention back to Karis. "Not really, actually. I think I remember hearing one time that Saul Razaar used to work for the Imperials alot, so maybe he's okay with them. I couldn't make a completely accurate assumption on anyone, though."

She took a casual glance around before continuing. "Most of us are probably in it for the money; me included. Although, I complain less when we sign on to an assignment for the New Republic instead," Magenta finished with a wink.

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Karis smiled. What was wrong with a mercenary having preferences? Then she winced a little. Her cheek was still sore from Breck's punch.

"You'd wonder, from the Empire's reputation, can we trust them? Who knows, they might have some, hidden agenda for us." Said Karis.

Magenta nodded in agreement. "Exactly. I don't trust the Empire, and never will. Hopefully this mission will end soon so we can get back to doing assignments for other, more honorable people."

She blew a resigned sigh as she finished. "But, this is what we are. Mercenaries. We do the jobs people give us, no matter how corrupt those employers might be." She grimaced as she thought about the reputation of a normal mercenary. Most of them didn't have morals, but there were a few that shined through.

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Karis looked at Magenta. Very few mercenaries had morals, but... Karis wasn't sure if it was morals or if it was it something else that bothered Magenta about the Empire. For all Karis knew it could be either way.

"Well, I guess I had better finish my inspection, then get down to med bay and see if Breck will be able to fly or not." Karis sighed. "Personally, I think I'd rather take on a Krayt dragon than have Breck working in my flight on this mission."

The bridge was a bustle of personel. Adenn sat uncomfortably in his command chair, reading through the status reports displayed in a holo projection infront of him. Less than three and a half hours remained. Adenn wasn't nervous about the New Republic. He was nervous about the Inividable and it's shadowy captain.

Plaschk had been silent for a long time. That made him nervous. What was this rebellious officer, a person that was looked up to by troops even more than Adenn himself, up to now? Plashk had been furius after Adenn had assumed control, claiming that he was the rightful succeser. Ever since he's talked nicely to Kad's face while causing as much trouble as possible behind his back.

What did he think he was doing? Putting an un-qaulified pilot like Keenan Ackbar in charge of one of our best squadrons? Who know what else he's done. While Adenn might not have the same edge that the late Commander Wil did, he had gained one thing from the late bothan: commen sense. And so far it had helped him get farther than anything else he's aquired over the last year.

"Commander!" Kadara stood up from the comm station. " We've caught a stream of encypted messages being sent from and to the Inevidable. We haven't been able to crack any of them, yet." Adenn smiled. So they Imperials were trying to sneak around with somthing. " Good job, Kadara. I want our best computor techs and slicers working on this right away."
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Gavin had just finished his inspection of his flight. Not that he thought another inspection was needed; this was more just to double check to make sure everyone was prepped and to make sure no one got sloppy so close to launch. Gavin’s comlink began buzzing. “Captain Vendar, what is it?”

“Captain you are ordered to report to the bridge posthaste.”

What now? Just once today can’t I have a moment when absolutely nothing is happening?

“Dawn Flight dismissed!” Gavin ordered slightly raising his voice simultaneously returning his comlink to his utility belt.

“I want a chance at getting back at you Zoomer for taking my money. And we’ve still got some time to kill so I challenge you to a game of sabaac.” Zak Bendall said with a slightly mischievous grin as he pulled out a sabaac deck.

“You’re on. Anyone else want in?” Zoomer said grinning

A mixture of voices called out “I’m in!” as Dawn Flight crowded around Zak Bendall’s starfighter and spread out on the hanger floor.

Gavin looked at Jensen who seemed hesitant to join in, though clearly wanted to be part of the group. “Go have some fun Jensen” Gavin said as he slapped some credits into Jensen’s hand

“Thanks Cap” Jensen said looking slightly surprised at Gavin's generosity and a bit embarrassed

“You’re welcome Jensen, now go win some credits to put towards that starfighter of yours” Gavin said with a smile Even after so many years he’s still is very self-conscious of his incredibly poor beginnings. Since he's been stuck recovering in the med bay he needs this distraction from the tension before battle, and hopefully being part of Dawn's sabaac game will help him feel like he still belongs in the flight.

“Will do Cap” Jensen said, slightly smiling at the prospect of having more money to put towards buying a starfighter and jogged off towards the sabaac game “Hey guys wait! Deal me in!”

Gavin then jogged off towards the turbolifts to get to the bridge.

"Saul."

Razaar awoke with a startle. "What is it Frender?"

"You had me worried there boss, looking spaced out and all. Something on your mind?"

Saul looked over at the sharply dressed Ryn. Frender wore a crisp black uniform adorned with silver piping and a double row of polished buttons. The outfit was even modified so his long tail could fit out the back comfortably.

"I was just think about Wil. That old Bothan was one smart barve. Had real bark on him you know."

"And a mean gullet for Corellian whiskey too." Frender added with a laugh.

Saul smiled in return. "Yeah, he certainly could out drink anyone after a tough battle or long flight." He let out a sigh. "I just can't get over that last flight. I told Wil we should've took some more back up, but he insisted on going out with just one escort...ME."

That last word came out like a tombstone crashing to the floor. It carried all the burden of a thousand regrets and a million different questions. What if I'd brought along a full flight, or maybe if I'd shot down that fighter first instead of the other one. So many thoughts and doubts, but none of them changed a thing. Wil was still dead and Saul felt the guilt for it. Yet no one else blamed Saul for the commander's death, no matter how much he was loved or missed, the blame somehow fell on Kad. Saul knew better. The only reason anyone blamed Kad was because he was second in command and while the commander was off ship, he was left in full command. They blamed him for not sending in the freighters or even the gunships to rescue their beloved commander.

"You know Frender, there wasn't anything any one of us could of done. Once those missiles launched, that was it, fate and destiny were sealed. They were just too close to be shot down, dodged, or outrunned."

Frender put a reassuring hand on Saul's shoulder. "Look at it this way boss. At least you got the guys who did it. Wil lived a good long life and enjoyed it. He went out the way any of us would want to go."

Saul took a deep breath and nodded his head. "Your right." He rose to his feet. "But some demons just don't ever go away Frender. You just have to deal with them."

And with that, Saul wandered off across the hangar. He wasn't sure how much more time they had before the attack, but he knew the klaxons would sound before it was time. Until then, he needed to take a walk.
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Gavin waited impatiently for the turbolift to reach the bridge. Finally, after what seemed like the most agnonizing few minutes to Gavin the turbolift reached the bridge I really should be with Dawn or checking Sanguine Dawn’s systems again. I don’t like having to leave the hanger or the Dawns when launch is only maybe two hours away.

Gavin stepped off the turbolift and made his way onto the bridge. Spotting Commander Kad over by the communications equipment on the bridge Gavin walked towards Kad based on everyone’s expression I’m guessing they’re not listening to the results of a swoop bike race.

Upon reaching the communications station Gavin snapped to attention and saluted Commander Kad “Captain Vendar reporting as ordered sir!” said Gavin with the formal professionalism that came naturally to him from dealing with superior officers during his career in the Corellian Military.

Adenn smiled. Vendar was a model officer; the kind of man he wished Keenan Ackbar would follow the example of. While he didn't know the man well, and he didn't know what the man thought personally of him, Gavin radiated military professionalism.

He turned to face Vendar. " I'm told you are possibley the best computor specialist in the Corporation. Take a look at this." He pointed torwards the console infront of Jace Kadara. The comm officer slid to the side allowing them to see the screen, which showed the files that held the encrypted Imperial messages. " Do you think you can crack these?
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Magenta nodded her head grimly. "Yeah. That guy's trouble with a capital 'T'. Anyway, I'll let you get back to your work. it was nice meeting you Karis. If you ever want to talk again, you can probably find me hanging out with me ship," she finished with a little chuckle. "Good flying."

With that, Magenta turned around and headed back over to her ship. Karis seemed like a very nice person with good morals. She looked forward to seeing how she was in combat.

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"It was nice meeting you too Magenta." Said Karis. She was looking forward to getting to know Magenta. She seemed nice.

Karis returned to her inspection and checked everything throughly. When she completed it she headed over to med bay. There she learned that Mr. Breck was not going to be able to go on the mission.

Karis returned to the hanger.
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