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Christophsis Calling
Ocelot was on Christophsis on private business, the planet being relatively space since the Accord-Republic relations were fairly high. Still, the lack of a real Republic presence in the system meant that he was concealing the unusually light armor he was wearing, a mere chest plate compared to his normal full-body suit. He was to meet with some kind of high-ranking official, one who Republic personnel couldn't be seen dealing with. Usually a hired mercenary would do this kind of thing, but those type of people couldn't always be trusted with physical assets. It was only a simple data chip transfer, something that could have otherwise been done digitally.
Walking down the unique, glassy streets of the upmarket city district, he would have to keep an eye out for any hostiles that could have got word of the deal. Despite this being an Accord controlled planet, a Republic soldier could never be too careful outside of actual friendly space...
Ocelot was on Christophsis on private business, the planet being relatively space since the Accord-Republic relations were fairly high. Still, the lack of a real Republic presence in the system meant that he was concealing the unusually light armor he was wearing, a mere chest plate compared to his normal full-body suit. He was to meet with some kind of high-ranking official, one who Republic personnel couldn't be seen dealing with. Usually a hired mercenary would do this kind of thing, but those type of people couldn't always be trusted with physical assets. It was only a simple data chip transfer, something that could have otherwise been done digitally.
Walking down the unique, glassy streets of the upmarket city district, he would have to keep an eye out for any hostiles that could have got word of the deal. Despite this being an Accord controlled planet, a Republic soldier could never be too careful outside of actual friendly space...