Taris, 2137
In the dark of the night, beneath the clouds of polluted fog and flying speeders, Taris was little more than just another hive of scum and villainy. Below the shiny windows and well-funded public works, its undercity rotted away under the influence of gangs and criminals. Sure, they were fighting to survive, Soleil could sympathize. But not with the kinds of things they did. He had no strong opinions on moving most drugs or black market cargo.
But people aren't cargo. Especially not young children. His fingers tensely rubbed against his cloth-covered neck, a cheap leaf-rolled beedi burning between his lips. The silent acolyte was perched on an overhanging ledge reached through a slim alleyway, eyes locked to a particular building. It was a restaurant, technically, but the briefing spelled out it was much more than that. Connected through old tunnels to underground storage areas and hidden corners, it was actually the main operating point of an exploitative Tarisian gang. Everything from gambling to human trafficking was their purview, the latter making them a significant profit.
People of every species, gender, and age going missing off the streets, shipped off who knows where for who knows what. It was one of those rare things that made Sol's blood boil in his veins. Two acolytes were sent to solve the problem since the Empire publicly outlawed slavery or human trafficking, intending to use the gang's destruction as propaganda for the next big military recruitment drive. So there Sol waited, all dressed up in street fit beneath his aviator jacket, all geared up. There was only one real complication.
They weren't just to clear the hideout, but destroy the entire building. Burn it down as a message to other gangs that they'd best fall in line with their new overlords, and take video for the higher-ups to cut and use. It was cruel, but Sol pushed that aside for the other details. It was cruel, but it was also necessary.
His partner for the job was a new arrival he'd seen on Drommund Kaas. Sol didn't know what they'd be like, but he was trying to be optimistic about it. He must've passed some kinda tests to be sent, right?
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