Mission Candorian Outbreak on Brosi | Sith Investigation

[Torgath Warsaw]

CANDORIAN OUTBREAK ON BROSI

The atmosphere of the Sith World of Brosi was always thick with the pollution of the Sith Order's Warmachines and the never ceasing production of Hfredium and Zinsian. But on this particular day a new putrid stench would begin to mix with the industrial haze a smell unlike the usual burning minerals or cooling slag and the soft hums of freighters leaving atmosphere to fuel the Corpse Emperor's conquest of the Galactic Alliance.

It started subtly, a pervasive clamminess in the deep mining shafts of District Seven. Miners, hardened to the planet's brutal conditions, initially dismissed the pervasive headaches and bouts of dizziness as exhaustion, the usual cost of life in the crucible.

Then came the fever, burning through the workers even as their bodies trembled. Nausea turned to violent, blood-tinged retching in the communal mess halls. The first visible sign, however, was the skin. Patches of it, initially just an angry red, rapidly blackened and cracked, beginning to slough off in ghastly flakes.

A miner, his face a mask of agony, stumbled from a shift, his lungs seizing with a severe cough that splattered bloody spittle onto the grimy durasteel floor. His breath came in ragged, desperate gasps. Within the dense, unventilated habitats of the industrial zone, the Candorian Blight spread like wildfire.

A cough, a shared ration bar, an accidental touch in the crowded corridors each interaction became a vector. The transformation was horrifyingly rapid; those who presented with initial symptoms were often in a full, agonizing state of necrosis, their bodies consuming themselves, within just 72 hours.

The pervasive stench of decay, heavy and cloying, began to overpower the familiar industrial odors of Borsi and the Sith Order had taken notice as the shipments of materials crawled to a dead-stop, sending a small observation team consisting of War Marshal Helix , Madrona A’Mia , Delsin Shaw and others to investigate before a wider presence was needed.

Nearby in the Taznel Mountains lay a single EE-104 Fisheye hidden from scanners and sensor range. Its occupant observed the display screens as they revealed the Plague spreading from one settlement to another.

"What was first a military weapon for the Mandalorian Neo-Crusaders will transform into my greatest scientific achievement as this world faces its doom," Warsaw remarked with a slight smile, not relishing the fact that to test his virus, he had to unleash it upon a world. Thankfully, he chose one that belonged to the Sith Empire and its sycophants.

 

[Delsin Shaw]

OBJECTIVE: Investigate, Research, Capture/Destroy.
TAGS: War Marshal Helix | Madrona A’Mia | Adean Castor | Torgath Warsaw |

The planet of Brosi recently has had reports of an outbreak of some kind. Namely the variety of which spread extremely quickly and without prejudice. As an Alchemist, and Biologist, I had been requested as part of a team for which would be the likely best candidates for investigating and potentially stopping this invasive and hostile thing that was taking over the planet. The rapid pace of which was extremely alarming. It was drastically slowing the pace of any kind of shipment in and out of the planet. Which is how it was discovered. Many were going missing or reported as calling in ill.

Holding the datapad as we were landing planetside, Already being fitted with filters on breathing masks, and wearing hermetically sealed armor. I looked over what items were currently being shipped. A lot of it was just the basic exports that the planet provided. However, if there was a possible infection, then the planet would need to be quarantined quickly so that it wouldn't spread. Currently, with no real idea of how it did so, air, water, bodily fluids, or which ever medium it took, it would have to be held off for now.

"Marshal Helix, Do you believe you could reach out to the locals and find a way to contact the spaceports? Isolated reports of some kind of Illness among port workers has me concerned that some of these shipments of exports could be carrying something that we do not want to get out."

This wasn't a command. More so just an ask of the high ranking droid. One that had shown time and time again within the Sith Order that they were a trusted individual. As a Marshal, his connections would likely travel much faster than my own, and secondly to it, if there was a necessary requirement of spaceports being shut down, maybe the troops under his command could be more easily used to hold back whatever was affecting the spaceport. Mind being, without any kind of problems popping up.

"Recommendation with possible illness suggests droids would be best used here instead of live troopers."

 

[Madrona A’Mia]

There were a number of compelling reasons the Lord Seer found herself on Brosi when there was so much else that ought to have her attention at the moment. Foremost among them was a new, unidentified contagion that appeared to be well on its way to becoming endemic amongst the planet's population. Secondary to that was the fact A'Mia had her sights set upon the planet for some time but the moment had never been quite right to seek a claim on it.

Urgency was lent to the cause by the fact that Korriban was neighbor to the now blight stricken planet. The moment word of the impending disaster reached her, A'Mia insisted that she join the observation party. The neti chose to bring along Tavis ( Adean Castor ) as an extra set of hands and eyes, but also because she wanted to put the girl's cunning to a true test. There was nothing quite like proper field work to test one's mettle.

One Delsin Shaw , someone not previously known to her, addressed War Marshal Helix regarding likeliest next steps. There was also discussion about usefulness of droids in a quarantine environment. The neti scientist was well ahead on that front and brought several useful models with her: three ALBATROSS Triage Drones and two of the same battle droids she'd brought to Valrar on an expedition earlier that year. The former were multipurpose, incredibly efficient diagnostic tools, while the latter were mostly going to help her haul laboratory equipment from the shuttle or carry samples so she could set up a field hospital of sorts.

A'Mia wore a biohazard suit of course, and had provided something top of the line for Tavis as well. However she rankled silently at the confines of the thing. As a shapeshifter she loathed being contained in such a way- a problem she'd need to remedy in the future of course, but for now following protocol was best practice even if it made her bark itch.

"If a true planetary quarantine hasn't been called yet, it needs to be. Anything leaving this place is statistically infected, unless it undergoes proper sterilization," the tall woman spoke to those gathered at large while referencing her datapad.

"Rate of infection and apparent range of viable hosts is alarming to say the least," she added calmly.

"Tavis- when setting up a field operation, what steps would you first recommend taking and which data points should initially be looked at to begin differential diagnostics?"

It was an unfair pop quiz perhaps, with the signs of death and initial creep of ecosystem collapse evident all around them. They'd barely been planetside for ten minutes. It didn't matter. Quick decision making was sometimes the difference between scientific breakthrough or a dead end, it was often the difference between life and death.

 

[Adean Castor]

TAG: Madrona A’Mia | Delsin Shaw | War Marshal Helix | Torgath Warsaw

Fingers rubbed circles into Adean's forehead as she tried to wrap her head around the situation. Or rather, they would've had she not been confined to a biohazard suit. Rather than soothing a building headache with pressure, she was stuck with shading her gaze from the harsh fluorescent lights of the ship. Hardly a comfort, but worlds better than contracting whatever blight they were sent to investigate.

The acolyte did her best to remain small, out of the way, when it came to the observation team. Her presence was at the behest of the academy instructor, for reasons Tavis wasn't certain. Perhaps she had proven herself studious enough to be of assistance, or perhaps this was another, even more deadly ploy to get her to reveal her own artifice.

Nevertheless, she felt like she was intruding on the meeting, like the discussion was not actually meant for her ears.

"Uh," she faltered when addressed, uncertain if the questions were meant to be generalized or specific to the disease at hand. "I'd establish a base of operation and relationship with local disease control. Gain access to the situation without causing a panic." Surely, they'd done that already, though it may have been too late on the panic side of things.

"And then establish a timeline - where and when were symptoms first reported, what had changed in the area before symptoms began...Reports noted the mines were heavily affected, right? Perhaps they'd dug too deep or received faulty supplies."