Per my new OP template, thread is death enabled
Vizim's mission had been handed down from the top. Lord Trelain had given it to him, and that made him nervous for more reasons than one. But he wasn't going to question orders on this one, and he knew enough to not ask too many questions. Instead, he kept his head down and followed orders.
His partner for the job was one Champion by the name of Wodan. He doubted the other man knew even as much as he did, but their job wasn't to know things. Their job - at this point - was to follow orders.
Korriban had been hit by the Killiks, of course, and that meant that there was a great deal of suspicion here. The two of them had been sent here to create more uncertainty. This was the life of the Sith and specifically the life of a Sith in intelligence.
We get into the comm relay station, upload the data, and get out. No witnesses, he said. Which hopefully meant they wouldn't be spotted, but also had a second meaning if need be. Vizim didn't enjoy killing other Imperials, but for the good of the Empire, sometimes people had to die. It was simply the nature of things.
His partner for the job was one Champion by the name of Wodan. He doubted the other man knew even as much as he did, but their job wasn't to know things. Their job - at this point - was to follow orders.
Korriban had been hit by the Killiks, of course, and that meant that there was a great deal of suspicion here. The two of them had been sent here to create more uncertainty. This was the life of the Sith and specifically the life of a Sith in intelligence.
We get into the comm relay station, upload the data, and get out. No witnesses, he said. Which hopefully meant they wouldn't be spotted, but also had a second meaning if need be. Vizim didn't enjoy killing other Imperials, but for the good of the Empire, sometimes people had to die. It was simply the nature of things.