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AI Mayhem

Seamus Valik

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Mission Name: AI Mayhem
Mission Location: Any given droid manufacturing facilities
Mission Difficulty: Medium
Mission Objective: A group of terrorists have broken into an AI installation and are intent on reprogramming it with an unknown consciousness
Mission Slots: Up to four Jedi, one of whom should be a Knight or above

Their ship had set down on the industrial world a good distance from the objective. Smoke and steam belched into the air like it was intended to replace the clouds with its own kind. The local sun was low in the sky and already casting reddish hues across the city scape of the planet that Seamus had already forgotten the name of. His sharp blue eyes, bright in the fading light, scanned for on lookers before he and the knight he was supporting sped away in a blur to a nearby alleyway.

"Stay alert, Seamus." the knight said as he walked to a door in an abandoned warehouse and popped the lock. "Trust the force."

"Of course," Seamus said with a closed mouth smile as he flanked the doorway. "shall I wait for it to give us orders or will it send a text? "

"Cute." the knight responded dryly, "Just pay attention or I'll tell Master Raaf."

"You had to go there didn't you?" Seamus said as they snuck into the building to scout the factory from the roof. "I shall endeavor to focus."

The knight shot him a sideways grin as they bounded up the stairs floor by floor. They would have to be careful terrorist were a dangerous lot and almost always as desperate as a chisled Jedi looking at every feminine form with less than professional interest.
 
The masked padawan was moving in silence, shadowing the two from the Republic. He'd heard while visiting planet-side about the operation, and was quick to volunteer his services. Terrorism was almost as bad as slavery in his mind. Oppressing, abusing, and even killing innocents for personal satisfaction and gain? Not on Ryn's watch.

He was thankful they accepted him, regardless of his attire. The dark robes and mask made one apprehensive at first glance, but with even the simplest probing with the Force, or even a brief conversation with the padawan, would reveal his very light-sided leanings.

The ascended the building, and reached their point of entry. Ryn personally found it odd that the rooftop held no guards. He felt no presences upon the roof through the Force, and his own naturally hyperdeveloped senses showed none on the roof asides from the Jedi. He'd kneel real quickly, and sniffed the air for scents. "... There was a sentry up here. Perhaps no more than a few minutes ago. Perhaps a shift change? Or a need for.... 'biological functions' to be addressed...." He turned his masked face to look at the others with him. "How will we proceed?"


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