MURKHANA CITY
Murkhana, 7.00am local time
Murkhana, 7.00am local time
Murkhana used to be a tourist destination they said. These days, it was a squalid, polluted world, with a sky thick with fumes and streets awash with poverty and illness. A titanic fall from grace.
Max Dram could sympathise. Not so long ago, he had been a rising junior officer in the Sith Empire, a Lieutenant cresting Commander, with a good reputation, competent men under his command and even a Sith girlfriend to boot. He had thought he had it all.
Recent events had turned his world upside down. He realised now that his choice in the face of the Imperial schism - to stand with Celeste and the Sith - had been misguided. He based his choices on what he knew, but Warmaster Din had shown him that he knew far less than he ever thought. He had forgotten to trust his superiors and the vital importance of service before self.
One way or another, he was determined to prove he was still the man who had given over a decade of loyal service to the Empire. He had lost his head not because the Empire was unimportant to him, but because it was so important. In time, he would show the Warmaster and everyone else that.
He lent against the alley wall, folding his arms impatiently in his nondescript armour. He had lost his unique blastsword and armour set when the Empire snatched him from Rattatak. Now he was just a regular soldier and it didn't even pay to flaunt his military credentials on this particular mission. His dog tags still hung around his neck beneath the plating and he had his Corporal credentials if they were needed. Not that they counted for much, he was barely more than a squaddie these days.
Command was treating him worse than a squaddie of course, given the ground he had to make up. Border patrol out here on Murkhana was grunt work, usually not even fit for those in uniform. But he was a special case and so they had sent him alone. His only help would be a contact he had been told to meet here in the alley.
He would be pissed, if he was not just glad to be alive.
@Sreeya