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CIS (Confined, Isolated, and Scared)

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0 Hours Before Incident
On the small, but crowded station, a smuggler and their cargo arrived not too long ago. A single, unmarked, large cargo container is all the brought with them from an unknown location. The Station was a good resting point connecting the southern and northern parts of Hutt Space. A duo of maintenance worker s were checking through the station's cargo hold before ending their shifts. As they passed by one of the crates they heard a knock come from it. Taken back from the noise they knew that any and all cargo couldn't contain live creatures or activated droids. But then there was another knock, this one louder then the last. As one of the crewmen approached the crate to investigate there came a third and louder bang against the crate as it seemed whatever was in there was awaking. Worried that their could be illegal trafficking of slaves on the station they went to work to open the crate. However, all they found was a creature leaving behind their slumbers, and with it came a need for breakfast.
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73 Hours After Incident
The station was a thrown into a primordial state of survival as a beast was now on the loose within its many halls. A slithering mass of spikes and tentacles with a great maw at the end of it. Being a rather isolated station fixed on the edge of Confederate space. Word of the mayhem going on there didn't get out until two days after the beast was let loose. They say that mere blasters can't hurt it, and that it gains more intellect with every being it consumes. People hide away in their cabins from it, only to turn up missing upon investigation from others.

Surveillance footage of its early attacks shows that not even superior numbers can quell it as the beast rampages in the station's common areas with the ferocity of a krayt dragon. It attacks without bias, and as soon as it comes it disappears into the ventilation system of the station. Slithering between walls in order to get from one place to the other. Those who left did, or died trying, those who were left survived, or died trying.

It is up to Confederate personnel to be dispatched and deal with the alien threat. Experts say that from the footage it's only a sarlacc still in its infant stage. Meaning with each passing day it's getting bigger and stronger. The task it simple, search and destroy. But do not underestimate this creature. Even though it's just a baby, it has left the station in anarchy, beware...
 
From the comfort of her home in the mountains of Rishi, Fawn sipped on tea in a small, vacant room as candles burned along the edge of a circle drawn around her. The smoke from the candles would soon lull her into a mild, almost meditative sleep, aided by the tea. All of the small inconveniences of sitting upright on a wooden floor faded away, her mind partially leaving her body through the very spirits themselves to search for her other vessels. It wasn't always easy finding her own imprint throughout the galaxy, especially when it meant having her mind dulled in the process. In order to occupy a corpse, such a sacrifice needed to be made, if only for a while.

"There you are..."

Four bodies in light body armor that covered almost the entirety of their unsightly flesh, each imparted with a bit of Fawn's conscience. Having been standing still the entirety of the time aboard the transport vessel, they would then begin to rouse, and Fawn's work could begin. She looked to the rest of the crew with one of her bodies, feeling each of the minor explosives in her eight hands, provided by the Confederacy. Only having limited experience with such devices, it was the best she could do with the poor amount of competency she could offer through four corpses. Her vision was dream-like, her senses overall suffering an immense amount due to things feeling so distant. It was likely a blessing in disguise, given that she didn't need to feel the horrid state of the cadavers she occupied to their fullest extent. It was never pleasant.

She knew the mission. A baby sarlacc, nothing more. In the worst case scenario, she could always use one corpse to be swallowed and detonate once it was inside. That might not kill it outright depending on how large it had grown, however. She can't imagine any of her corpses smelled appetizing enough, though she didn't exactly know what a sarlacc's diet was like.
 
Prepare for your... examination.
Strange creatures, spaces stations, lose of life in the hundreds, seemed she had a knack for this sort of stuff because once again Lab was off on one of these mission to kill some strange xeno. Didn't mean she was a fan of it, during that Miners Horror attack on Rishi station she was scared half to death and sure that the end was jut around the corner. Still her experience in medical situations and somewhat competent fighting skills and the fact she had taken beast like this down before proved to be an aspect the higher ups wanted on this mission. So here the Viceroy was, decked in some simple body armor, armed with her usual weapons carrying a supply bag full of different chemicals and devices to hopefully trap the beast on rampaging through the space station.

Turning to the side she eyed up this new [member="STaCLO"] person that was apparently coming along on the mission, from what little she knew some sort of force sensitive droid, how ever that worked. Either way it was nice to have something with them that could use the force and was not organic, would probably prove useful fighting against this apparent sarlacc on the space station. That was another point, this apparently being a sarlacc, though deep down Lab had a gnawing feeling the beat was not what it seemed to be, though only time would tell.

[member="STaCLO"]
 
The Viceroy of Kalinda always tried to keep informed about Intresting situations happening within Confederate space and soon enough he was informed of the most peculiar thing. A young sarlacc that had yet taken root but was big enough to hunt large prey had escaped in a small station. Young sarlaccs being smuggled wasn't anything new but most that were smuggled had not grown to the stage of rancor hunting and were normally still in the blood sucking stage with some smugglers somehow tricking really small sarlaccs to prematurely take root in pot plants but this one was apparently massive and like when creatures related to the sarlacc such the rathtar that escape the cages made by smugglers would commence to butcher any living creature in the station.

Kyber would be in a medium sized ship with a few squadrons of the Black Steel Guard. The plan was a simple find the beast, capture the beast, bring it to kalinda and then use it for testing purposes. The main problem with the creatures it that to deal with the beast they somehow will need to get behind it due to the fact the sarlaccs beak will most likely block and blaster bolts and stun rounds. For now Kyber would most likely be at the station within the hour to collect a pet.

[member="Labkahip Mordulla"]
[member="Fawn Alzi"]
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