Bellek Eronoss
Still Searching
Location: Dwi'lar, Kothlis System
Time: 06:03am
Bellek kept very quiet, wearing the disguise of any technician working at the facility. Peering out one of the windows, he spied the scene. A large complex of various platforms that housed refineries, labs, security stations, you name it. And one of them had to hold the brig. He'd been hired to rescue a defector, and that's what he would do. He tapped away on a datapad randomly, not actually doing anything with it, his weapons and equipment hidden underneath the techician's jacket. He idly walked down the corridors as he started moving between platforms; he had some kind of cover story going in his head, but he wasn't really sure it was going to work. He was stopped, a Stormtrooper staring him in the eyes from behind his helmet.
Bellek answered almost immediately as he started talking. "Anolo Creel. I'm with the Logistics Corps, I need to know where we're sending extra food." He continued to type on the datapad as he stared at the trooper, who simply sighed and waved him on, obviously not wanting to deal with all of that. As he continued around the outside of one of the floating platforms, leaning on the railing, he spied over towards the others, trying to pick them out. One of them had to be the security station that had cameras on it, right? Couldn't be that hard to find. He had to keep this quiet, though. With luck, he could get in and out without incident. He quietly admonished himself as he thought that, verbally correcting it. "Come on. You don't believe in luck." He wasn't sure where Ctharic had decided to land, but he hadn't heard anything in his communicator yet; probably wasn't set in just yet, wherever he was.
[member="Ctharic"]
[member="Luyioth Dakwin"]
[member="DT-2417"]
[member="Arix Valen"]
Time: 06:03am
Bellek kept very quiet, wearing the disguise of any technician working at the facility. Peering out one of the windows, he spied the scene. A large complex of various platforms that housed refineries, labs, security stations, you name it. And one of them had to hold the brig. He'd been hired to rescue a defector, and that's what he would do. He tapped away on a datapad randomly, not actually doing anything with it, his weapons and equipment hidden underneath the techician's jacket. He idly walked down the corridors as he started moving between platforms; he had some kind of cover story going in his head, but he wasn't really sure it was going to work. He was stopped, a Stormtrooper staring him in the eyes from behind his helmet.
Bellek answered almost immediately as he started talking. "Anolo Creel. I'm with the Logistics Corps, I need to know where we're sending extra food." He continued to type on the datapad as he stared at the trooper, who simply sighed and waved him on, obviously not wanting to deal with all of that. As he continued around the outside of one of the floating platforms, leaning on the railing, he spied over towards the others, trying to pick them out. One of them had to be the security station that had cameras on it, right? Couldn't be that hard to find. He had to keep this quiet, though. With luck, he could get in and out without incident. He quietly admonished himself as he thought that, verbally correcting it. "Come on. You don't believe in luck." He wasn't sure where Ctharic had decided to land, but he hadn't heard anything in his communicator yet; probably wasn't set in just yet, wherever he was.
[member="Ctharic"]
[member="Luyioth Dakwin"]
[member="DT-2417"]
[member="Arix Valen"]