Cairo had dozed off during a lengthy Imperial Intelligence briefing about rebel factions and tension upon Denon. The planet had largely recovered from the New Republic's attacks some time ago, and the Empire had reconsolidated the world as a core member of its new order. The Sith would not let the world be struck again so easily; now, the world maintained a heavier security presence, composed of different public and secret elements. Publicly, Sith troopers worked in tandem with civilian police to maintain the police. Behind closed doors, Imperial intelligence assets monitored known and potential sites of rebel activity, hoping to subvert the rebels before their activity could ever be made public.
It was for that reason that Acolytes Malou D'Amaris and Cairo Kisufi were selected to come to the world. As Force-wielders, their potency in the Force could assist with clandestine missions and reveal information that was otherwise inaccessible. As Sith, bringing them on-world demonstrated the patronage Imperial military assets still offered the Sith; even the younger members of the Order were viewed as qualified enough for sensitive missions. And, as teenagers, their age made them able to infiltrate wider targets without suspicion. Fewer would expect a child to secretly be a member of military intelligence.
Inspector Gorne Mofong, a stern, older Iktotchi, called to the pair of acolytes to stay in the room as the uniformed officers cleared out. Cairo took a moment to assess his would-be companion; they had never met before, and he hadn't noticed the precise moment when she entered the room. He knew next to nothing of her, only vaguely knowing that she was the apprentice of one of the more important Lords of the Sith. He wondered if she was powerful, distant, cruel. like the Sith he had met. It sometimes seemed like it was all they aspired to.
Kisufi wore a crisp, yet casual, outfit: A black turtleneck paired with black, tapered sweatpants. He jogged down the stairs of the lecture room towards the inspector's desk as she spoke to the group.
"Acolyte, Champion," a respectful nod, despite the disrespect Cairo had just displayed. Being a Sith sometimes had its perks. "Thank you for joining us here. I assume you heard the briefing, but I'll summarize again for you." Her cold eyes shot to Cairo, momentarily, before returning to a neutral stare at her data pad. "You are to infiltrate Denon Charter Academy and join this world's burgeoning student activist movement. Report back anything you hear to me, directly, and subvert the group's mission, if possible." Denon Charter Academy was one of the world's largest public primary schools, well-connected to the rest of the capital city by public transit. It was also relatively prestigious, as families from all over the world applied to have their students accepted. Students often expressed discontent with faculty, public policy, and whatever they viewed as the top 'issue of the day'. The Sith needed to both maintain the image of a new political order where citizens had a voice while undermining discontent from the population; they could not march their troops into the schools and shoot the students dead, at any rate. If Malou and Cairo could expose the student movement's leadership or otherwise destroy it, there would be no need for such circumstances.
"Any questions?"
It was for that reason that Acolytes Malou D'Amaris and Cairo Kisufi were selected to come to the world. As Force-wielders, their potency in the Force could assist with clandestine missions and reveal information that was otherwise inaccessible. As Sith, bringing them on-world demonstrated the patronage Imperial military assets still offered the Sith; even the younger members of the Order were viewed as qualified enough for sensitive missions. And, as teenagers, their age made them able to infiltrate wider targets without suspicion. Fewer would expect a child to secretly be a member of military intelligence.
Inspector Gorne Mofong, a stern, older Iktotchi, called to the pair of acolytes to stay in the room as the uniformed officers cleared out. Cairo took a moment to assess his would-be companion; they had never met before, and he hadn't noticed the precise moment when she entered the room. He knew next to nothing of her, only vaguely knowing that she was the apprentice of one of the more important Lords of the Sith. He wondered if she was powerful, distant, cruel. like the Sith he had met. It sometimes seemed like it was all they aspired to.
Kisufi wore a crisp, yet casual, outfit: A black turtleneck paired with black, tapered sweatpants. He jogged down the stairs of the lecture room towards the inspector's desk as she spoke to the group.
"Acolyte, Champion," a respectful nod, despite the disrespect Cairo had just displayed. Being a Sith sometimes had its perks. "Thank you for joining us here. I assume you heard the briefing, but I'll summarize again for you." Her cold eyes shot to Cairo, momentarily, before returning to a neutral stare at her data pad. "You are to infiltrate Denon Charter Academy and join this world's burgeoning student activist movement. Report back anything you hear to me, directly, and subvert the group's mission, if possible." Denon Charter Academy was one of the world's largest public primary schools, well-connected to the rest of the capital city by public transit. It was also relatively prestigious, as families from all over the world applied to have their students accepted. Students often expressed discontent with faculty, public policy, and whatever they viewed as the top 'issue of the day'. The Sith needed to both maintain the image of a new political order where citizens had a voice while undermining discontent from the population; they could not march their troops into the schools and shoot the students dead, at any rate. If Malou and Cairo could expose the student movement's leadership or otherwise destroy it, there would be no need for such circumstances.
"Any questions?"
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