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Part I:
The refresher door breathed open, revealing a particularly miffed and practically naked Essien Inemesit clad in the chains of a slave and a large durasteel left pauldron. He sighed and stepped out into the yellow light of the hallway holding the last bit of his dignity in his hand, preparing to hand that over too.
"Must I dress this way? Do gladiators not wear any armor at all? Or is this what slave owners call sport?" He smacked his lips as he handed over his lightsaber. "You will not lose this."
The mission briefing scrolled in a loop on the screen opposite Essien next to the window of the Tarisian merchant ship, which shown the end to the streaking lines of space as they arrived over the planet. Soon, after confirming their appointment over the comms, the ship entered atmosphere and finally touched down in port.
The tight naval perimeter and landing protocols were just as stringent as reported, but on-ground security was much worse than expected. Private security was abundantly armed, from personal, illegal arms to large turrets that resembled multiple armies of various design and function. Gates upon gates blocked their path with guards and battle droids at every checkpoint. Fencing sectioned off landing pads like kill-zones with a large hammerhead command tower overseeing it all. And this was just the entrance to the massive operation. Other ships landed nearby, but many were already here. Down. Below.
@Brick
Lorrd
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The refresher door breathed open, revealing a particularly miffed and practically naked Essien Inemesit clad in the chains of a slave and a large durasteel left pauldron. He sighed and stepped out into the yellow light of the hallway holding the last bit of his dignity in his hand, preparing to hand that over too.
"Must I dress this way? Do gladiators not wear any armor at all? Or is this what slave owners call sport?" He smacked his lips as he handed over his lightsaber. "You will not lose this."
The mission briefing scrolled in a loop on the screen opposite Essien next to the window of the Tarisian merchant ship, which shown the end to the streaking lines of space as they arrived over the planet. Soon, after confirming their appointment over the comms, the ship entered atmosphere and finally touched down in port.
The tight naval perimeter and landing protocols were just as stringent as reported, but on-ground security was much worse than expected. Private security was abundantly armed, from personal, illegal arms to large turrets that resembled multiple armies of various design and function. Gates upon gates blocked their path with guards and battle droids at every checkpoint. Fencing sectioned off landing pads like kill-zones with a large hammerhead command tower overseeing it all. And this was just the entrance to the massive operation. Other ships landed nearby, but many were already here. Down. Below.
@Brick