- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
- Messages
- 133
- Reaction score
- 75
Years ago, before Mig had joined any Rebel Cells, he had promised his parents that he would work towards creating a free Antar for everyone. While the Alliance was not ready for such a direct war without dire consequences, it was finally time to take some small actions. The Gotal Engineer had brought some friends from his squadron out to help with some liberation efforts. While not exactly legal, it was easy to get away with enslaving some aliens in IR space. A local shop was using forced labor of some indebted Gotal mechanics to operate their business. It was a huge boon to the owner but it was slowly killing those poor people. Mig wanted to free them and give hope to Antar IV once more.
"Okay friends! This is my home! Isn't it wonderful?" The jubilant engineer nearly shouted to his two partners as they began walking through the city. "Our destination is just ahead! How thrilling!"
Their target was a fairly small shop, but it sported 'security' that seemed more in place for keeping the workers in line than actually protecting the shop itself. That said there were quite a few of them inside. About seven lightly armed guards in total if the scouting reports were correct. Two stood out front and the others were scattered throughout making sure work was done properly. It would take some strategic approaches to rather than walking in and demanding freedom. Mig had his bowcaster strapped to his back despite a small risk of being eyed weirdly. It was technically legal. His blaster was also very simple and legal at his side. He would look more like a strange mercenary guiding foreigners most likely.
@Wit @Bran
"Okay friends! This is my home! Isn't it wonderful?" The jubilant engineer nearly shouted to his two partners as they began walking through the city. "Our destination is just ahead! How thrilling!"
Their target was a fairly small shop, but it sported 'security' that seemed more in place for keeping the workers in line than actually protecting the shop itself. That said there were quite a few of them inside. About seven lightly armed guards in total if the scouting reports were correct. Two stood out front and the others were scattered throughout making sure work was done properly. It would take some strategic approaches to rather than walking in and demanding freedom. Mig had his bowcaster strapped to his back despite a small risk of being eyed weirdly. It was technically legal. His blaster was also very simple and legal at his side. He would look more like a strange mercenary guiding foreigners most likely.
@Wit @Bran