Sith Mission

[Raider]

*Tatooine. Not exactly a world he was fond of, if only because the robes he wore did not help against the punishing heat of two suns. Somewhere on this Force-forshaken planet that the end of the galaxy a terrorist cell was carrying out attacks against the Sith Empire. Why they chose Tatooine was beyond him, as if the Sith would have anything of importance out this far.*
*He waited for his master in the local cantina; seated at the bar, a glass of water held lightly in his hand. Eyes slowly taking in the few farmers who were in the place.*

 

[Will]

Ren entered, wearing her usual buckle belt skirt and bodice. She seemed to be unaffected by the heat of the twin suns. She sat opposite her Acolyte. ''We have identified their position through..ah... interrogation.'' She smiled when she said the final word. Her questioning involved removal of the limbs and mental torture. ''They are five miles due east, in the 'Tusken's den'. Quite a dive. Are you prepared?'' SHe asked.

 

[Raider]

"I'am."

*He answered, his head nodding curtly.*

 

[Will]

''THen lets go.'' Ren stepped intot the desert coloured speeder, indicating for the acolyte to enter.

 

[Raider]

*He allowed himself a second to press of cool glass of water against his forehead, it felt good to have the cool glass pressed against his burning skin. He rose after a brief moment, following his master into the speeder. Sitting himself down next to her, he studied her face. He wondered how she wasn't affected by the harsh heat of a world such as Tatooine. His gaze lingered on her for a few silent seconds before turning away and staring fixedly forward.*

 

[Will]

Ren hit the start plate, slamming the accelerator down. THe speeder roared off, wind whipping at her hair. She banked around the high dunes, and over the low ones. ''What is the plan then?'' SHe asked, her eyes not moving from the ground below her.

 

[Raider]

*He glanced at her. A questioning brow slightly rising above his left eye.*

"I was under the impression we were simply going to break in the front door and kill everyone we came across. Does this mission require more subtlety than that?*

 

[Will]

''No, not this one. But sometimes, an effective plan must be formulated, or we would fail.'' She replied. A low, sandy brown building came into view. ''Here's our destination.'' She pointed to the front door.