S H A D O W
Bacta was a wonderful thing. The chaos that had rained down on Saijo was something she had only seen during all out wars. There were moments that the Corellian wondered if she was even going to make it, if her life line was going to be able to find her. Still, she learned that she could trust. Something the Corellian struggled with for most of her life and career.
Slowly, she stepped off the edge of the shuttle, the stress of her limp wearing into the leather boots. A guard offered assistance to the Corellian, but a hand waved lazily assuring that she could handle the rest of the way. Allyson wasn’t one to take aid from people, she had chosen this lifestyle and while the missions weren’t always a choice - she always had that choice.
It was never the right choice.
Allyson kept her pace steady as she headed down the long hallway, it was one she had walked a few times before and was at the point she didn’t need a guide. The doors opened, He had been expecting her - especially after the cryptic series of messages she had been sending.
A bow of her head and she addressed the man that had given her a home. “My Master,” she started and as she stood the Corellian exhaled and prepared to give her debriefing of what she had been up to.
“Files were destroyed on New Cov like I had mentioned when I had arrived in the Empire permanently. I had help from the Grandmaster which was not part of the plan, nor was her helping me.” Allyson paused, her brow furrowing.
“She seems compromised. She initiated physical contact and agreed to erasing the files. When I checked to verify myself they were gone on all servers, even the ones I set up personally within the SIA black sites.”
The subject changed quickly, this information wasn’t something as detrimental as the actual assignment she had been given on Anoat. The Grandmaster’s follies when it came to the Corellian was of no one’s concern. Allyson would keep them in her pocket when she needed something - if Valery was going to remain hopeful when it came to her she would use it to her advantage.
“On to something more interesting,” She started. Kneeling down she placed a small projector onto the floor, as she stood and stepped back, the projector turned on. The images that were shown easily showed the cages and the layout of the facility Darth Nefaron had created on Anoat.
“I arrived on Anoat soon after Councillor Raaf contacted me about the request, from my understanding it wasn’t long after they had all met and discussed the potential threat the Governor of Anoat was.” A flick of her wrist and the images continued to shuffle.
“Upon my arrival I came to realize the equipment and the layout of the facility had the potential for slaves. Unfortunately, while these cages and torture devices were visible - there were no slaves to be seen.”
Allyson’s brow furrowed remembering the conversation she held with the man.
“According to Nefaron, Councillor Marr had made a visit and removed the slaves from his possession. Where these slaves went, I’m still investigating. I believe Nefaron was tipped off of my arrival.”
More images and video footage played of her conversation with Nefaron, his naming of Malum having come to take the slaves from him. There wasn’t a timeframe for it, but there were questions.
“My thoughts were that Counselor Malum had taken the slaves from Anoat, somehow hid them or gotten rid of them before my arrival. Giving Nefaron a chance to prepare. The reasoning for my deductions is the conversation I had with Serina Calis, the new governor of Polis Massa. She seemed close to Nefaron as well, knowing his plans and his connection with Counselor Malum.”
Allyson once more let the videos that she had sent play, giving the key points of Serina’s confessions of the plans that were being planned out. It was all words and while Allyson wanted to take the child’s warnings as legit she still held doubt as to why the girl would spill everything out in the open.
“Those were my findings on Anoat, currently I have Nefaron assuming I’ve turned against the one who sent me to investigate and that I’m being swayed to join his side. Of course, my loyalties remain with you, my Master - but I want to know what he is planning and where the slaves that Counselor Malum supposedly relieved Nefaron of.”
Allyson paused, as she let the information sink into the man's mind. It had been a lot, but she had been away for some time. Her missions tended to be like that, but it was what made her good. She came back, she always delivered what was needed.
"In my findings as well my Master, the threat of Saijo, the place I had mentioned before leaving the meeting. It was sacked and orbital bombarded. I believe it was another ploy by the Governor of Anoat, but at its helm was Governor Calis."
