S H A D O W B A N E
Mission: Blackwall Breach
Objective: Plant Relay and Secure Comms
Unit: Jedi Shadows
It had been a while since Allyson had led a mission. Working in a group wasn't something she was often keen to do; working alone was easier — better in the long run. The Corellian didn't have to worry about others messing up; she didn't have to worry about making sure everyone came home — all of that changed with Judah's resurfacing.
As much as she wanted to tell him, she couldn't. She knew he was there on Jutrand under the Empress's watch. How was she supposed to tell someone that she left them there for their own good? The Jedi Purge, something that she had helped orchestrate, took place while he was imprisoned… she couldn't let him be a part of that. Her selfishness kept him imprisoned longer than he should have been, but while she'd never admit it to him, she cared about him.
Other factors were at play, but that one truth would be something she'd take to her grave. Thankfully, Judah was more than likely going to die before she did — so the secret in her mind was safe.
"Judah?" Allyson called out as she walked the small path of the cargo hold. "I know this isn't our typical Taungsday plans, so I apologize." She smiled, knowingly.
The ship they took had Sith IFFs, ones she had used often when she worked as the Hand of the Emperor. A job that was still in full effect, but in what capacity — the Corellian kept quiet.
"You got everything?" She asked; her voice, while still professional, held something kind.
They were the same in her eyes. Both broken under a system and built up to be the best weapons they could be. Unlike her, Judah had different training — maybe something more traditional. Allyson, on the other hand, went through the first Alliance's SIA training, something more sinister to create the perfect spy and shadow. Dark thoughts lingered, but she shook them off as she watched the two younger of the four continue packing.
Allyson put her back between them and Judah as she looked at the man.
"You sure we should have brought them?" She asked; she had faith in Judah's pick, but she could still feel something in the back of Vess's mind. Something happened, and she was still mentally recovering.
It was also Allyson's own paranoia.
She sighed softly, already knowing Judah's answer before he said it. But hearing it was always enough for her. He was one of the few she saw as her equal, so his opinion bore weight when he gave it.
"I want to keep the information we get…" She paused, trying to figure out how to word this. She had, and he had both decided to work for the Republic, but after some interactions and remembering who certain people were… Allyson had her doubts about the leadership.
"I don't trust them…"
The ship continued drawing closer to the Blackwall, the IFF holding strong as the danger that often warped other ships remained unseen.
Allyson monitored it, but her concern and attention were on the man, as she knew he was returning to the belly of the beast he had just escaped.
She wouldn't be able to live with herself if he found his way back into his prison cell.