Mon Cal
"You know, we, 5S people...Are like hornets" Gareth Gin began speaking, his voice loud and boisterous as he walked through a public hangar in the water planet of Mon Cal with a handheld speaker after leaving a pretty inconspicuous freighter, two armed guards that were going to greet the ship already on the ground, necks broken and heads bashed in a brutal manner "Sure, we may be a bit annoying to you "superior" people that can afford to be morally correct, but at the end of the day, it's for the best that we are mostly left alone. We do our thing, you do our thing! No one really loses and, therefore, we all win!"
Gareth continued walking forward, blaster fire flying towards the surprised security forces that didn't expect such an assault, too few of them at the moment and not skilled enough to compete with the eight scoundrels Gareth had brought with him, all the best of the worst type of people that could be found in Nar Shaddaa, people that weren't below shooting civilians and innocent people, of course "And let me tell you, we are fed up with you "civilized" people! You know the shit we have to go through? Do you know how it feels that the goody two shoes of the galaxy have created a vaccine for something that affects you and the people you care about the most, yet don't feel like sharing because they don't deem us good enough?"
Gareth frowned as he quickly walked forward, the scoundrels now taking proper cover as they dealt with more civilians, the White Lion of Zaa Fenn stomped the neck of a woman that had been hit, but not killed, finishing the job "Not only that, but you deem appropiate to kick us while we are down? First the ISC declares war on us, and now you decide to do so as well? You join forces to crush the underdogs that have lost their homes, their friends and family, only because we are a nuisance, because you can? Well...Guess what? You're going to end up more than stung after poking this hornet's nest, motherfuckers!" Done with his speech, Gareth dropped the speaker and sprinted forward, bludgeoning to death anyone in his path that was not with him.
Of course, this was a great way for the enforcer to do some stress relief...But that was not the point, a mass slaughter like this one was not going to get them anywhere, the reason the enforcer was doing this was for something greater, as five freighters were tasked to drop a highly lethal neurotoxin made of the worst wastes for the ocean they could get from Nar Shaddaa, capable of creating a planet wide environmental disaster...But for that to happen, a distraction was needed, so Gareth decided to create one.
However, distracting a planet was hard, even if this was a big terrorist act, Gareth decided to hire other people to make it harder for the planet to understand just what was going on. The White Lion of Zaa Fenn didn't care how they got it done, more massacres, subtle slicing, sabotage, assassination plots, all's fair in love and war, he trusted that they would find ways to make it possible for the peaceful waters of Mon Cal to understand the rage and anger that made monsters of the people they wanted to fight.
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