Crime Lords, Meet Soldiers

[Pravis Sharman]

Pravis grabbed at a small pistol, but the small weapon slipped between his 3 fingers. " Karkin' gun... " He cursed, as he bent over and snatched the gun. He was already dressed out in his armor and uniform, and was gearing up for his mission. The Kaleesh was preparing for the take down of a spice ring in the Naboo upper-levels, as they gained notoriety by supplying the spice for some celebrity's dumb party. Pravis thought it was a minor job, but something to get some experience from. He was working with a fellow soldier, and he was supposed to meet up with him in the barracks. Pravis opened the door, and began moving for his destination.

[member=Jason Reeves]

 

[Jason Reeves]

Jason Reeves threw his armoured boot onto a bench, slamming the sole of the plate down upon the wood. He thrust a vibroblade dagger into it's sheath attached to his chest plate. He was relatively new in the local systems. He was an Outer-Rim boy, rarely did he travel to the Mid-Rim and let alone the Inner-Rim. Although he was born on Fondor and formerly employed as a ship worker on the orbital dockyards, he had not been in the Mid-Rim for nigh twenty years. He slammed his helmet onto his head, de-polarising the faceplate so that his face could be seen. The rest of Fireteam Alpha were with him. As the Kaleesh entered the room, Jason nodded in his direction. He waved his hand to the three others with him, "These are my men." He pointed to a large human in red trimmed armour, "Private First Class Rodney Surez. Heavy Weapons Specialist. He don't bite." He waved to another with white trim, "Private William Blackburn. Marksmen. He's lucky with his aim." He motioned last to a man orange trim, "Lance Corporal Mia Calai. Medic. She'll keep you clean." He thrust his thumb against his chest plate, "Sergeant Jason Reeves. I'm assuming you're Sharman?"

[member="Pravis Sharman"]

 

[Pravis Sharman]

The Kaleesh was mildly impressed by [member="Jason Reeves"] professionalism, and the fact that he had some soldiers under his command helped too. " Yeah, Sergeant Pravis Sharman. My men should be coming in any minute now. I'm assuming your men have already been briefed on what's going on? " Pravis asked. He raised up his left arm, and pulled it back, trying to get some of the loose armor to slide into place. The bad part about being part of the Protectorate is that most of the armor didn't fit or was too loose, because you don't usually expect a reptilian with three fingers and a bone mask to be a member of the army. As Pravis finished messing with his armor, his squad came in. " Alright, that's Private Jack Gashan, he'll be our inside man on the mission, " Pravis gestured to the man with green trimmed armor, " And that's Maar Lisk, he's the stealthiest man alive. Finally, we got Eve Harsin, she'll be our tech specialist. " The pair's armor was trimmed with purple and yellow, respectively.