Though waking up next to Celeste after a cozy night in the blankets under the stars was exquisite, it came with mixed feelings since he had to return to the academy. He was already getting blown up on his comlink by his fellow officer recruits warning that he would be in trouble. Altair ignored most of it, cuddling with Celeste and lounging around till the absolute last minute.
“Next date, huh?” He asked with a grin as he recalled her words from the night before.
It wasn’t long before he was dressed and ready to go. He even decided to forego his morning training so he could spend more time with Celeste. After promising to see one another again, he boarded a ship to head back to Ziost.
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Obroa-Skai
Obroa-Skai
Altair was not pleased in the least. He had a battalion with him composed of tanks, droids, IAF soldiers. There were also TIE fighters and bombers that hovered in the atmosphere, spilling out from a frigate. While there was no naval battle anticipated, the Sith had a penchant for showing up overprepared than not.
“Can’t we just light ‘em up?” Lt. Aval, often the officer Altair left in command, asked him. The tiefling shook his head.
“Apparently one of our own is down there,” Altair explained with a hint of irritation, “Went to negotiate but it backfired,” He rolled his eyes as he walked over to put his helmet on.
“Ugh, why do they bother?” Aval sighed as the shuttle lowered to the planet.
Within moments, Altair and his battalion were on the ground. Almost at once they were met with resistance from Chazrach warriors. The reptilian soldiers were ferocious and served the war mongering humans that now controlled the planet. No amount of diplomacy would work here as the takeover had been with a militaristic coup. The citizens lived in terror and Sith had been sent to change that. Of course, no amount of kind words were going to get the current leaders to give up their power.
His soldiers engaged the groups of Chazrach on the field while Altair and five men broke off from the thick of fighting, “We need to extract the Sith diplomat from here,” He explained to the others, “We don’t know if they have the diplomat as a hostage or if they’re somewhere safe,” Altair already hated this mission. Anytime there were complications like this, it meant there couldn’t be a clean battle and victory.
Worse yet, he had a guess as to who the diplomat in question was. This was a fool’s endeavor and few Sith would risk even bothering. If it was who he thought it was, she would be even more furious that an entire army and naval support arrived on the planet. Altair sighed and pulled up his official radio and broadcasted on the channel used by Imperial missions, “Champion Din and a battalion have landed and engaged the enemy. If you receive this, ping your location immediately for an extraction. Over,” He said curtly as he looked up at the battle going on. Every now and then he used the Force to either light several of them on fire or bodily toss them around for his soldiers to exploit.
@LadyRen