Noah Corek
Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
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OOC: Sorry about the wait, took a small nap and woke it and it was the morning.
Fenessa, Hekler’Kok Main Headquarters
Noah sighed as he sat at his desk and looked over the datapad in his hands at the resume of the person that had volunteered for the job of programming a line of droids for Hekler’Kok based on the old and outdated BX-class Commando Droid. He was currently looking over the resume of one ‘Eve Cinthra’ and Noah had to say he was impressed at the feat of engineering and cloning that was her. In all honesty the file he was currently reading wasn’t common knowledge, but having served in the RSFU’s premier black ops unit for twelve years meant he had acquired more than a few contacts in the GIA and combine that with the fact that his position as the Colonel of the Omega Pyre gave him top access, only below the Prex, Protector and Exarchs, to intelligence gathered from MICO, this made Noah not only an effective soldier but he was armed with more information than most common commanders. “Mr.Corek?” Came the voice of his assistant. “Yes?” Noah asked in his usual deep and gravelly baritone. “Ms. Cinthra is here.” Noah nodded his acknowledgement. “Send her up.”
OOC: Sorry about the wait, took a small nap and woke it and it was the morning.
Fenessa, Hekler’Kok Main Headquarters
Noah sighed as he sat at his desk and looked over the datapad in his hands at the resume of the person that had volunteered for the job of programming a line of droids for Hekler’Kok based on the old and outdated BX-class Commando Droid. He was currently looking over the resume of one ‘Eve Cinthra’ and Noah had to say he was impressed at the feat of engineering and cloning that was her. In all honesty the file he was currently reading wasn’t common knowledge, but having served in the RSFU’s premier black ops unit for twelve years meant he had acquired more than a few contacts in the GIA and combine that with the fact that his position as the Colonel of the Omega Pyre gave him top access, only below the Prex, Protector and Exarchs, to intelligence gathered from MICO, this made Noah not only an effective soldier but he was armed with more information than most common commanders. “Mr.Corek?” Came the voice of his assistant. “Yes?” Noah asked in his usual deep and gravelly baritone. “Ms. Cinthra is here.” Noah nodded his acknowledgement. “Send her up.”