Destination: Necropolis

[Rayn H'voc]

It was midday and Sonja was laying in her bunk tossing and turning. Many different thoughts ran through her head about her many ideas on how to better herself. She rose from her bed with a frustrated grunt. She went for the CIS archives to research something she had been considering for days. After some very thorough reading, she had found what she was looking for: the planet Necropolis. Necropolis had exactly what she was looking for to improve her lethality and possibly the lethality of the entire CIS. "These boneworms will be perfect for the snipers. As for the cryptberries, the front line will utilize them against our enemies. I should bring this information to the General." Sonja quickly made her way to where the General was to inform him of her findings.

Sonja had made it to the Sanctum and found the General. "Permission to speak, General Rostu." Sonja was raised and trained to respect her commanding officers and always has asked this before speaking to one. "I have something I think I should tell you. I have found something that might pique your interest. There is a planet, in the core worlds, known as Necropolis. It is a planet almost completely covered with the graves of the dead from the core worlds. But that's not why I came to you. There's a species of nematodes there that feast upon the flesh and bone of the dead. With them, we could apply their useful diet to our snipers' rifles. Also, there's a particular toxic fruit there known as cryptberries. They are very potent. Hell, I wouldnt even reccomend touching them without proper handling. With your permission, I'd like to journey to the planet and begin harvesting both the boneworms and cryptberries to begin a new line of ammunition for the CIS."


@[member="Genesis Rostu"]

 

[Malok]

It was not often that Genesis would frequent the halls of the Roon Sanctum, but this day he was consorting with an individual who had a particular allegiance to the Confederacy that came with an incredible sum of benefits. Tyri Lsu, a Force-Sensitive Echani, had come into possession of Czerka Arms; one of the largest weapons manufacturing companies in the Galaxy. As such, the Grand Marshal had saw fit to visit him at the Roon Sanctum in order to negotiate potential sales and a seat upon the Trade Guild. Of course, this dialogue was interrupted when a member of the 119th Recon Division, one Sonja Mercier, made her presence known with an intriguing request.

"Hmm," began the clone, having heard and considered her findings, "very well. Take a unit of worker droids in order to properly handle these potentially hazardous samples and bring back as many as you can. Take care not to desecrate any graves while you are there." Then, turning to the Echani, he said, "perhaps you'd like to accompany Captain Mercier to the Necropolis? Your recent bullet line would be uniquely suited for accomodating these supplies, and I think bullets of this nature would be exceptionally useful on the field of battle."

To this, the Echani agreed with a smile and a nod.

"Very well, I'll tag along. Lead the way, Captain."

@[member="Sonja Mercier"].

(To save a post, I went ahead and included my alt in this single post. Lead on Sonja )