Bounty // Suu Gara

[Felix Aquila]

B O U T N Y // S U U - G A R A​

Location: Lessu
Equipment:

• - Light-saber
• - Personal Shield
• - Armourweave Clothing

Lessu hadn't ever looked the same since the bombing, many of the larger buildings were rife with scaffolding and droids that were in varying states of repair, many of the droids were constructed poorly, or shut down due to a lack of overall power to the city which was still running on tertiary backup power. Not to mention that during the Assault on Ryloth, much of the leadership had been cornered and killed in the explosions or had fled the planet with their families, few returned. Leaving a vacuum of power which was claimed by sympathizers of the bombers and the political opponents of the status quo. Those who stood against them were subject to the violence perpetrated by their following or by them themselves. The sheer sum of duels being enacted on Ryloth over the last two years had been astronomical, Felix had felt it himself. Thankfully the young rising star in the nobles dueling scene had some fame in his winning reputation.

Sadly, Ryloth's state wasn't a problem Felix was able to throw enough money at to fix, though he had attempted to get in contact with John Locke of Locke and Key, Kamino's Viceroy and even the Sith Empire... yet no matter the strenuous effort it seemed that few had ears for the plights of those on Ryloth. The Sith Empire seemed to collapse as their people scattered to the winds, meaning that precious time and resources poured into earning favor with them all was all but lost and forgotten, though at least Felix's conscience was clear. Felix had spend no small resource in ferrying their refugees across the Mara Corridor to Ryloth and the planets in which he had some semblance of pull over. It was a week he wouldn't get back.

In the following days from those wars, Felix could recall attending interviews asking why he had dedicated so many resources in aiding the Sith, Felix could barely remember his answers to those questions... but with the pool of political answers from which any aspiring leader drew from allowed him to guess the general thematic he had taken. There are innocents among them who need to be defended, unprovoked attacks based on an antiquated ideology, indiscriminate slaughter of civilians, crimes needing to be answers. He was certain all of it was deeply passionate...

But today, the Rylothian man had found himself preparing with a small strike force in Lessu, Ryloths new corrupt leaders needed to be quelled, one way or another. While Felix was not a fan of assassinations and strong-arming someone into stepping down form their platform, some deserved it. The Twi'lek Suu Garra had developed a sycophantic cult of personality surrounding themselves, cultivating the panic of the people to garner control over an ever growing scared population that believed he was the new savior of Ryloth. Meanwhile they spent the donations of their poor and desperate people to elevate themselves into a lavish position for themselves and their closest allies.

It was time to end their reign.

Felix had let out a call among the Knights Obsidian, and some former allies within the Sith Empire that he could trust, calling on old favors in order to help him consolidate his control over this planet. Whether Suu and their security force stood down and fled the planet at the point of a saber, or whether that saber needed to cut out the cancerous heart at the center of Ryloths second capitol. This was Felix's first direct blow against the establishment, and he'd picked one of the biggest targets there was.

Felix found himself in an open courtyard, armour worn under cloth, his talon gauntlet on his left arm with his saber hung openly at his side as he happily ate a pastry at a corner store within Lessu's inner city, his hood down and helmet not currently engaged allowing any in the surrounding area to potentially identify him.

Spoiler: The Call

Calling Allies of Ryloth,

This is Felix Aquila of house Aquila calling for aid. In this report I've detailed receipts and photographic evidence pertaining to Assistant Vicelord Suu Garra in racketeering and engaging in crimes against humanity, including slavery within the once great city of Lessu in which he currently presides. Suu has resisted any attempt to make contact in order to answer for these crimes, local policing forces lack the firepower, personnel and the prestige in order to engage with his hired mercenary forces which he has increased since being confronted by the confederacy.

It is my intent to remove Suu from power by any means. Ryloth, and I would greatly appreciate any assistance you can offer. ​

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[Felix Aquila]

O B J E C T I V E​

Equipment:

• - Light-saber
• - Personal Shield
• - Armourweave Clothing

Packing up from his tea and checking his phone, it seemed that this job was going to be a lone one, his decrypter managed to receive word from a commander willing to go in hot or annihilate the location from orbit. It was all a tad much, but when he read the call for a few thousand Wookies, Felix understood that it seemed few in the Confederacy took the plight seriously.

So, standing, he would begin to make his way towards the building in which Suu had currently made arrangements to be staying in. The building was not unlike a fortress from the outside, walls and towers with E-Web cannons pointing outward in case of insurrection. Felix had a team of 6 of his best from the his Aquilan ranks, weapons loaded, ready to take this place by storm if they had to. Each of them wore armour that bore the marks of another Rival house, to ensure that House Aquilas name would remain unmarred.

The Dueling system was supposed to circumvent the need for violent uprisings and outbursts, however there were many that flew in the face of such laws. Suu was one of them. Upon approaching the Gates, Felix would take to a run, using the awning and ledges of a nearby building, the Young Lord would clamber to the roof of the next door villa and use a force empowered jump to land upon Suu's wall, looking down to see his own men ready to breach one of the many side-gates.

Clocks were synced, it was almost time to begin the operation.

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[Felix Aquila]

O B J E C T I V E​

Equipment:

• - Light-saber
• - Personal Shield
• - Armourweave Clothing

The charges went off, and with them the team of six would storm the building wielding DS Series weapons. No sound from the blasters would go off as the near invisible bolts would whistle through the air taking people in the chest as Felix would open a hand to two of the agents atop the walls, a laser firing through two of them before scorching into the sides of the walls. The opening firefight was over in moments and they would storm into the compound.

They had no idea what they were in for.

People chained in the open, shackled performing menial labor, people from across the galaxy, species he hadn't seen. Migrants... Suu had been using the refugee crisis to hire slaves! Felix would begin to feel the burn in his soul as two more of Suu's guards would enter the controlled area on patrol. Felix would hurl a bold of raw sunlight through one of the men while his mercenaries would pump the other one full of tibana.

They'd breached a court-yard, there had yet to be any real resistance, a dozen or so guards were dead as the group would begin to storm deeper into the compound, first they would need to take the outer-ring. Felix would draw his lightsaber, cloaking it in a wreath of invisibility as he would charge along the wall, hair billowing back in the wind as he would come across one of the guard houses. Opening a palm the door would smash in, colliding with something or someone on the other side as Felix would jump, planting his saber in the door through the person behind it and dragging it out to a side sending the victim sprawling.

Looking around the room, two other men would reach for their weapons. Clenching his fist one of them would come flying in the boy's direction. Raising his left arm, the energy shield on that arm would activate, the man slamming into it only to be repulsed by the explosion of the shield's layers of raw unstable energy. his bones shattering on the impact as Felix would charge the final guard. Dropping low and sprinting as he would aim his blaster the moment Felix struck, cutting through both the pistol, and the neck of the attacker.

One tower, taken.



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