Months have passed since the events of Bursoll II. The Imperial forces have now managed to completely cleanse the planet and the space around it from the undead and infested. It was all a very tiring and long job, but in the end they succeeded. There was only one thing left to do with the evacuated people and also those who have lived in safe zones on the planet so far, they can finally return home someday. However, the conditions had to be created for this. The planet was like where world war broke out, literally everything had to be rebuilt. The constructions were still in progress, this time huge walls were also built around the cities to make it harder to spread if the epidemic broke out again. That's why even a space station is being deployed in space to monitor the planet.
Although, in principle, the previous incident could not happen again about it, because everything that could be linked to the Melding Plague was removed from this planet. In addition to the sorcerers, alchemists and necromancers of the Eternal Empire, these patterns were even examined by Adrian Vandiir
courtesy of Ingrid L'lerim
, who after Lanteeb sent samples and data to the Dark Councilor for investigation. So the planet was completely clean with this matter, there was no longer any physical trace of what had happened. At most, the ancient pyramid was still standing and under investigation at the North Pole, under a huge imperial guard, by Infinite droids and Ultranauts. No one was allowed to enter the area unless the Emperor or the Emperor's hand had given permission to do so.
The events now took place in the other territory of the planet, among other things, they needed to help restart the planet’s infrastructure, for this was also in the interest of the Empire. To help build cities, to supervise the relocation of the population, and to re-examine every place to see if there are still undead that had not been noticed before. Although these are now slow and sluggish, they have ceased to make sense, but in the same way they starve to flesh and infect everyone they bite, with which they can exterminate the population of the planet again. So it was important that they all be destroyed.
Not only the army and the fleet/navy can take part in the tasks, but also aid organizations are welcome. So it was a great opportunity that if the rebels want to get in, they can do it too. In the same way, it may be good for the people of the Black Sun to find allies or to earn the esteem of the court even more. Traders can make new connections or clients if they help start up the infrastructure again. So everyone can only win by helping to rebuild the planet and play a role in making Bursoll II finally a full member of the Eternal Empire, or just not wanting to be if the rebels want to achieve it while they are here.
Objective 1: Rebuild
Bursoll II residents need all the help they need to rebuild. Be it physical support, material, logistics, maybe negotiations. Everything can happen in this area. Who knows, anything could happen, even that the rebels would convince them not to want the help of the Empire...
Objective 2: Cleansing
Although the planet was cleansed from the undead by Imperial forces. But a planet is damn big, so many more places could remain infected, undead. It is the job of the team(s) to find and destroy them so that all such threats on the planet are eliminated.
Ingrid, how often she’s been on Bursoll II lately, she has almost begun to feel like the third home of the planet, after its own castle and Tower Vandiir. In the first case, the Melding Plague was curbed under Ingrid's direction. It wasn’t that long ago, yet she felt like more lives had passed since then. Even before TSE was betrayed, she even got information about this thing from Adrian Vandiir
, another question is that after that too, but then because they became lovers. She even handed to the Sith Lord pieces from the holocron of another member of the same civilization that she had acquired at Trenwyth.
But that is not why they were here today; now it was important to rebuild the place. This time Ingrid arrived with the Infinite Droids of her own house. She didn't want to risk sacrificing living people on the altar of the epidemic if there was a problem on the planet, droids can be remanufactured, training human strength is longer and more expensive. Not to mention that they, too, become undead, the droids were not threatened by this danger.
This is the only reason she had planned in advance, for supervision was still in her hands. That’s why she sent Kessia Miran
to hunt for the undead, if there were still such creatures on the planet. Ingrid was now at home during her duties, after all, it was her real home and mission, the service of the Eternal Empire, even if for TSE it was a covert action when she returned home to spy for the Sith Empire. The task was quite tiring and burdensome, especially since she tried to keep even the Arenais house in her hand.
This mission at Bursoll was almost relaxing compared to everything else. Her back no longer hurt, all the wounds and scars were gone, she was infinitely grateful to Adrian Vandiir
for this, without the man and his men she would probably have had major surgeries to survive the explosive, fiery and acid attack that severely damaged not only her back but also her lungs. But fortunately there was no lasting trace of the injuries.
Ingrid was in the control center and watching the holographic table, where she could see where and how the work and tasks on the planet were going. She hoped that this time everything would be in order as much as possible on the planet…
Kessia, though, was not present when the Melding Plague took place on the planet, but she knew the story and the files. Now, thankfully, she didn’t have to be in the role of director of Blackwatch, for her master was here in the Eternal Empire, there was no need for replacement. Thus she was given at least a task that suited her much more. That is, they had to hunt down the remaining undead, so that the local population could finally move home. As a result, she or they were sent to an abandoned city at the foot of one of the mountains.
A dropship took her to the area, she also personally received ten Infinite Droids as a member of the L'lerim House (quite accurately a clan), they also served as bodyguards and cleansers for the woman. The city was really deserted, many buildings were ruined as they had fought the dead before, the events were not so long ago that nature didn’t take back the place yet. But there was silence everywhere, a humid, foggy weather. The city lay high enough that the roofs of the taller buildings were also hidden by the clouds. The rain sifted, the wind blew, the visual conditions were not the best.
The environment was great for hiding, but unfortunately it benefited not only them, but also the potential undead. Fortunately, the Infinites also had sensors that could also detect motion. This may make their situation easier, not to mention that their voice and the noise of their arrival may also lure the undead. They were currently on the city’s widest multi-lane road in the center of the city, in the place where the Imperial forces had previously set up a defense area with barricades and trenches. This happened even when the events of the epidemic were going on, but even now they were in a perfectly usable condition. From here all parts of the city were easily accessible.
While the droids and soldiers, and possibly those who came here, unpack and get out of the dropship, in the meantime, Kessia set about looking around.
It was quite an experience when Lori was last at the planet. And it had changed her. But not in quite the way that others had expected. Her cover had been blown and she had blown it willingly. And why was that? Simply because people needed her help. Even her enemies. One could almost suspect that the whole event was planned in such a way to oust some members of the Eclipse Rebellion. But Lori knew that her cover would only last for so long. She was the most up front among all of the others. When the holocams were there, she was front and center, making speeches and rallying others against the Eternal Empire. Let them think that she was their leader. It would protect the identities of those that truly ran it.
It didn't come as much of a surprise to hear that the Eternal Empire was already in the works to take over the planet. No doubt some of the citizenry would think that they owed it to the Empire for saving them. But there were others that helped too and she wanted to show the Bursolls that the Empire can be just as cruel as those infected by the Plague. Slavery takes many forms afterall.
Arla piloted a different ship this time, a corvette. Jaster's Sparrow was too recognizeable now and this was enemy territory. Lori sat in the copilot chair. Whether or not Curtis Learchin
would join them is unknown. This was a task that Lori took up on a whim. She needed to light the spark of rebellion amongst the people.
Location: Future Capital City of Bursoll II
Objective: Continue to provide "services" for the people.
Bursoll II was a strange memory for Broka. There was nothing quite like defeating a hive mind horde of undead. It was certainly an accomplishment that he can hold over the others with his plans for Hutt Space's future. Defeating a potential apocalypse always shows promise. However, unlike the last time, he was not here on Bursoll, but was micromanaging the efforts of his organization from the comfort of his palace on Hutta. He also plans on making some level of influence for his Black Sun organization, and making somewhat of a haven for others in the network of Black Sun by extent. The locals already praise his name for providing "cures" during the times of the Melding Plague. They still have none the wiser of the deeds Broka's people did. What Broka was tasking his people to accomplish was simple, use the local favor to make his Black Suns have some level of power over the commoners of this planet. Not so much power to become a threat to the Imperials, but enough to hold sway in this system.
By now, the drop-ship carrying the Nem'ro-Suns was beginning to land. All the while, Broka sat in his palace of splendor, yet was keeping tabs on the situation. So far nothing problematic was happening, so Broka did not worry. He assumed this operation would go smoothly. There would be no competition form other underworld organizations as his was supported by the Imperials. The only way his people could mess this up is if they angered the Imperials, Broka could not afford that whatsoever. However, the servants prepared his third dinner for the evening, and that distracted him from such worries quite easily.
Curtis sat in the cockpit of his ship, The Red Glare. It was pretty much the perfect ship for these kinds of missions, able to secretly infiltrate most areas thanks to its stealth drive. He knew that Loreena Arenais
was heading to the same place, and with any luck he would be able to rendezvous with her upon landing.
Since the last mission he'd taken part in, Curtis had been trying to crack the secrets of his apparant Force Bond with Lori. He knew that he could feel her pain, and likely she could feel his, but he wondered if it could be used for other things as well. Taking a moment, he focused, and reached out, trying to connect to her through the Force:
"Lori, can you hear me?"It was his first attempt at such a feat, but if they could communicate that way... Well, the Force was much harder to intercept than a comlink signal.
Ingrid continues to coordinate events from the control center. As she was again in charge of the operation, this time mainly the people of the House L’lerim – i.e. the Three Clans - around her. Around the planet there was also the Dyadalmash, under the command of her father, although the three Clans’s own High Command staff members were not present here. It was not a war zone now, but nonetheless, House L'lerim mobilized large forces and, in addition to Imperial money, sacrificed enough of their own wealth to restore the planet.
As it stands, the investment will pay off anyway, and that was only the material part of it. Then she did not even take into account the political and economic influence they (her House) could gain. Especially since the woman's attention has already been drawn to the fact that there are great mining opportunities on the planet, so it would be good if Rocksolid Arms expanded here. Sometimes she felt she had to pay too much attention to everything, but that was the price of power and influence.
While Ingrid dealing with these and just listening to reports, she received the message that the men of Lord Broka had also arrived. When asked where the Hutt is now so she can talk to him in person, she didn't get a very positive answer. For the Hutt was not physically here, not only on the planet, but not in the system either. Ingrid sighed and signalled to one of her officers to open a communication channel to Broka's ship so that they could involve the Hutt into the comm. channel. As soon as this happened and the holographic connection was established, the woman spoke.
<”Lord Broka, your units have arrived at Bursoll II! I am sorry to hear that you are not visiting us in person this time. In addition to additional aid shipments, can we expect other intervention from you?”> she asked.
Location: People in the organization are in the future capital city, while Broka is attending matters in Hutt Space.
Objective: Reap Rewards of His Services
Broka was managing the affairs of him, and his Hutt associates, across the galaxy. The meetings with the others paused for a time while their gangs were operating as planned. Broka knew his people on Bursoll II were unable to make as much of crime as they could back home, but there were still an abundance of opportunities when the name Broka the Hutt is that which is praised in a system. The favor of the mob of commoners was all the fuel his people needed. The mining opportunities were too good to pass up, mercantile ties to Hutt Space will prove useful for the future, and Broka, in all simplicity, wanted to reap the benefits of being among those who saved the planet.
No transmissions from the team had two meanings, either things have gone horribly wrong, or things are going perfectly and according to plan. When Ingrid's transmission came through form across the galaxy, it proved the second possibility was what was true.
"<It does not bother me that I have not made it there. Your apology is not needed. I've had matters here that needed to be attended to. This was a means of getting what was due for me, and my organization, for my services to your empire. My people will not cause trouble for you and other Imperials, so do not worry for that. If you wish to discuss business in the future, we can have that arranged no problem for when you would like to meet face to face.>"
The transmission came just after the meal ended. The servants were carrying away the scraps left behind by their master, and Broka was sipping on the Alderaanian Wine, that he grew accustomed to since his youth, from a massive chalice that his stubby fat fingers wrapped around. He sat comfortably in the throne built in this dining room. His fat rolling over the chair, but there was no reaction from such positioning on the Hutt Lorda's expression.
Location: Arriving the planet via orbit Objective: The Barony of Verkuyl will provide medical care and supplies for the citizens of Bursoll II
This was the first time Brask'ari'sabosen had visited Bursoll II since the Eternal Empire's annexation of the planet, which from her understanding had been a rather messy affair. The Chiss noble had not yet been appointed to her barony when the undertaking had occurred, but when the motion to rebuild the world came up for a vote in the Imperial Assembly the baroness, of course, gave an affirmative answer. After all, Verkuyl was the provincial capital of Rivain Providence or Campania as it was now referred to in which Bursoll was a part of. And as far as Karisa knew, there had been no one named to the barony so she felt an obligation to help in the organization of the rebuilding process of the neighbor world.
Crimson orbs peered out the viewport of the Upsilon-class command shuttle provided to Karisa for official use as it descended down through the scattered clouds to the designated landing pad for the Baroness of Verkuyl. Visibly the previous raid's scars could be seen in the landscape. It was a shame to see any world destroyed for whatever reason good or bad. But hopefully, now the healing could begin for the near-human population and the Bursollians would become valued citizens of the Imperial Nation.
While on the final approach, the craft's lower wings folded upward and the four landing gears dropped from their recessed compartment in the underbelly. The pilot brought the shuttle down on its two repulsorlift arrays to touch down with the lightest thud. Quickly the crew shut down the engines, then the boarding ramp was lowered and Karisa's security detail exited first. When given the nod, the High Regent of House Sabosen deplaned; her noble robes worn as usual. The Chiss' personal weapons were discretely hidden upon her person as one could never be too careful.
A military officer walked up and bowed his head curtly in greeting with a clicking sound of his boots. "Baroness Sabosen, we have been expecting you. I am Major Sorbel and will be escorting you to the building site of the hospital located in the city center. The Army Corps of Engineers assure me the project should be completed on time. Now Milady if you are ready, we should proceed... "
Karisa had commissioned the greatly needed medical facility to be built using prefab modular units so that the time from groundbreaking to the grand opening would only take two weeks with the help of droid workers doing the heavy lifting. In addition, a social housing project sponsored by House Saboesn was also being built in the same way for locals to reside within the safety of the walls that would encircle the capital city being constructed as we speak.
Interstellar Shipping had been contracted to bring in all needed medical supplies and the like for the housing project. It would be very nice to see Malicar
again after their last encounter and experience together, that is if the shipping tycoon oversaw the delivery personally. Though that wasn't a guarantee as she knew the charismatic Chiss was a very busy man wheeling and dealing on a galactic scale in the way only he could pull off with a style all his own. The noble couple's tentatively agreed-upon arrangement shouldn't deter from that, or should it? They were Chiss after all, though human enough to have reactive hearts as well as mindful brains.
"That news is well received, Major. And yes, I am. Let us see to the budding future here," the Baroness answered with an appreciative nod of her dark head, then she followed Major Sorbel over to the waiting military landspeeder that had additional security in front and behind. Seemed like overkill, but better safe than sorry.
Ingrid couldn't afford the luxury of the Hutt, and she would have liked to have stayed in Vengard to control everything from there. But maybe she wouldn't have done that even if. She simply loved to hold everything in hand on the spot. So she was still in the future capital, which, by the way, soon had to be rebuilt.
<”You and your men’s actions have never caused any inconvenience to me or the Empire, Lord Broka! I am asking for information only, so that we can schedule further logistics tasks according to what you are preparing for. We don’t want to cross your plans, that’s all.”> she said diplomatically.
Last but not least, it would have been really good to know what they wanted. Whereas if they are prepared for something in the same place, if they do not coordinate in advance, it can do much more damage than if they do nothing. And Ingrid didn't want any further delays or backlogs, it took longer to cleanse the planet from the undead anyway than they had hoped, therefore, reconstruction could begin later than planned.
<”In light of all this, as long as you do not wish to come in person, your presence is not necessary here. As before, we can solve everything with a conference call.”> she said.
She glanced curiously at Hutt as to what the man would answer the questions, that is, rather, upon request, to share this information with Ingrid as well. Then they told Ingrid that Karisa
had also arrived, she opened another channel of communication, this time in the direction of the Chiss Baroness.
<”Lady Karisa, welcome to Bursoll II. Do you want to join your people on the surface or me?”>
The actual conditions on Bursoll II were much bleaker than Karisa had been lead to believe in the reports which had been sent to her. That is why the Baroness had come personally from Verkuyl to see for herself what was going on.
"Have there been much unrest here, Major?" the Chiss noble inquired as her military escort set out from the landing pad.
Major Sorbel turned his head from where he sat in the front passenger seat to look back at Baroness Sabosen who was sitting regally on the driver's side backseat of the armored landspeeder.
"There have been pockets, yes, but nothing we haven't been able to put down quickly. For the most part, the citizenry is thankful for our assistance in rebuilding their lives," he answered or at least that was the party line they were to impress upon.
"I see... Well, a safe and healthy populace makes for a strong society at least in my experience so it should remain a high priority," the blue-hued beauty offered sagely.
It had been a long motto of the Sabosen family who lived by it during the hay day of the once mightly Ruling House of the Chiss Ascendancy. If things went according to plan, Brask'ari'saboesn would see to it that the prominent Chiss family, her family, would regain their ruling status this time making it so amongst her adopted nation of the Eternal Empire. The foundation for this plan had been laid. Phase One had already been implemented with success and Phase Two was in the works as they speak.
The major answered a comm call, then he handed the comlink back to Karisa.
"Baroness of Vengard for you, Milady."
"Thank you," she nodded, reaching forward to take the personal communication device from the officer. <"Salutations, Baroness L'lerim.">
<”Lady Karisa, welcome to Bursoll II. Do you want to join your people on the surface or me?”>
The Chiss noble muted the line and thought for a moment. "Major... Is the Command Center on the way to the hospital site?"
"It is. We are about a minute out. Do you want to divert?"
"Yes, I would like to go there first," she answered, then unmute the line. <"I am a minute away. See you then.">
The armored landspeeder was brought inside the secure hangar of the Command Center, then the baroness exited and walked towards the waiting greeting party.
"Lady Ingrid... It is a pleasure to see you again," Karisa offered with a respectful cant of her head to the other woman of nobility. "How are things progressing here in your assessment?"
Objective: Reap the Rewards on Investment
Locations: Bursoll II's adopted capital region, and Nar-Shaddaa
Broka sat back. There were two major fronts to his plans. This was one where profits can come from having various populations in his favor. Rebuilding a planet like this would end up becoming a good investment. It is good that one of the more threatening higher-ups in the Imperial hierarchy is fully diplomatic in not just Imperial affairs, Broka assumes. Many of the greater barons and nobility in the Eternal Empire have holdings outside of the Imperials' realm. Business with this baroness will most likely happen in the future.
"<If you are so curious as to my business here, I will not hide. My men have come here to set up commercial lines between the planet, my holdings on Annaj, as well as ties to my holdings in Hutt Space. A supply line like that will allow for the people to recieve the bounties my personal holdings, and I get my wealth from them using the various products from the many markets I have sway in. I also plan to use armed force to put down any other underworld groups that do not act in the symbiosis Black Sun and the Empire act in. Nothing criminal in your standards, I can assure you.>"
He then saw the baroness turn to monitor, to engage with another Imperial nobility. This Karisa seems to be a rising star in the Imperials. This information proved very useful for Broka. Any ties with Imperial nobility will be good for business in Imperial Space.
At that moment, Ingrid had to pay attention to both sides. On the one hand, she continued the conversation with Broka, the Hutt. In addition to these, Lady Karisa has also arrived on the planet, who will soon arrive, according to her words, at the base where Ingrid was currently. She had been here for days, so it was a little surprising that there was so much traffic on the planet today. Although now that everything was on a great path, it might not have come as a surprise.
<"All right, Lady Karisa, I'll wait for you!"> said.
After that, until the woman arrived, Ingrid turned back in the direction of Hutt. The man reported on his plans, for which she was grateful. So at least she knew what to expect. And what she doesn't have to deal with because she can leave those tasks to Hutt. Such was the case with the underworld figures, among others. In this, the leader of the Black Sun was much more experienced than her. And Ingrid was glad she didn't have to get Vexillium involved yet.
<”I am grateful for the detailed information Lord Broka. In this case, my people will stop hunting the underworld groups and I will leave it entirely to you and you will have a free hand in it. You and your people are more experienced in this anyway. I hope this suits you and is not a problem. ”> said.
In a place like this, the black market is booming anyway, it will be more effective if the Hutt’s people do this. In the meantime, she set off to meet Lady Karisa. She did not break the line toward Hutt either, but held a portable holographic terminal with the woman to continue talking to Lord Broka. Eventually she arrived where Lady Karisa was.
<”Lady Karisa, I'm glad to see you again. As you know, we are two weeks behind schedule. It took longer to clear the planet from the undead and the infecteds than we first planned. But with the exception of this delay, everything is progressing according to schedule, there is no further delay and it is not expected to be. Your and Lord Broka’s first aid shipments also prove to be a huge help.”> she explained.
As Lady Ingrid multitasked conversing with both Karisa in person and the Black Sun crimelord via a hand-held holopod, she bristled a bit at the news shared by the other noblewoman that the rebuilding had been delayed when Major Sorbel said it was on time. Now, which was it?
This exactly was why the Baroness of Verkuyl personally made the trip to Bursoll II to see with her own crimson eyes what was going on. Trust yet verify was her late father's motto and it had stuck with Mitth'oru'sabosen's daughter as a pearl of wisdom along with many others he had shared before his forced death during the intra-family coup back on Sposia.
"It is the least we can do to help the Nation... " the Chiss answered the redhead humbly, then addressed the Hutt in the hologram. "Wouldn't you agree, Lord Broka?"
Location: Bursoll II's Capital City, and Broka's Sky Palace on Nar-Shaddaa
Objective: Set up a Favorable Network
"<You could say so. Now, I must leave for sixth dinner.>"
Then, Broka left the call. Right on cue, the servants were bringing out a massive feast for just him. The colossal Hutt's mouth watered with appetite.
Meanwhile, on the surface of the planet, the Nem'ro-Suns have been establishing a base of operations in one of the abandoned warehouses in the more industrial district of the city. The factories are not alive with activity, and most of the buildings in the neighborhood are abandoned and-or destroyed, allowing the organization to have a lot of sway as they will be one of the more established groups in the region. The goods to come to and from this depot will create prosperity for the region, but it will also make good on Broka's investment in this world.
The corvette had just touched down, with both Lori and Arla powering her down. So far it didn't appear as though there was much interference. Yet that didn't mean that they should let their guard down. The Eternal Empire was clever. What would appear to be an optimal situation could very well indeed be a trap.
But her objective was simple. There was no attack planned, no other involvement other than the two of them. That is until she felt Curtis Learchin
's presence. His words were just a whisper at first, yet it grew louder towards the end of his question. ~Curtis! Yes! I can hear you. Where are you?~ Was he close by? Or further away?
Arla looked to her slightly puzzled, to which Lori just grinned at her and got up from her chair. They collected their packs and exited the ship. It was time for another pubkic relations campaign.
For now, it seemed that Broka didn't want to take part in the conversation anymore, so only Lady Karisa and she remained. Hutt was still pretty weird for her. Anyway, it didn’t matter as long as he stood up for the affairs of the Empire, there was no problem with all that. But since the broadcast was interrupted, she could now devote all her attention to the Baroness.
<”Looks like we're two left, Lady Karisa. We didn’t have much opportunity to get to know each other better before. In case, of course, if you have time for all this in addition to your dense program plan. Please follow me!”>
She said and pointed her hand in the direction of the control room, where Ingrid had come from. If the chiss woman joins her, she escorted her to the control room, which was made up of a larger meeting room, where there were many soldiers and officers and, of course, the Infinite Droids. Almost everyone here, without exception, wore the symbol of the House L’lerim in addition to the symbol of the Eternal Empire.
<”Lady Karisa, do you need any report or more specific information on how the plans are progressing?”>
If so, and they’re not necessarily completely secret - though there was almost no such thing on the planet - then Ingrid will gladly hand it over to the woman. If they work together, they can finish rebuilding the planet much sooner and faster.
During this time, Loreena Arenais
' ship was able to land on the planet easily. During the landing, of course, they were asked for an ID, but if it was okay, they were allowed to land. Wherever they did, no one really bothered them. There were no Imperials to inspect the ship or them. However, an unusual thing could be noticed by the crew.
Until now, it was always customary for Ultranauts to be present everywhere, but now several strange droids were present among the soldiers. Massive, big battle droids. This was quite new, so far the Empire had mainly used only human force.
"Good day, Lord Broka," Karisa replied just before Broka the Hutt
ended his side of the hologram call. Wow... Sixth dinner? lol She was going to muse a bit further upon that notion but realized it wouldn't be a kind thing to do so the Chiss quickly schooled her thoughts and turned her attention back to the other noblewoman and the business at hand.
"No, unfortunately, we have not, and I do have time so yes I would like that," she answered with an affirming small smile, then the blue-skinned baroness followed Ingrid to the control room in the command center, which was set up in a typical orderly Imperial fashion; something the Eternal Empire prided itself on. Perhaps that was one reason Brask'ari'sabosen felt at home here with like-minded people.
"I would much appreciate a full briefing Lady Ingrid if you would on this matter. I have the feeling I am missing something here, and any clarifications would greatly help in my barony and family's contribution to Bursoll II and to the Nation itself"
Ingrid nodded that Karisa had time for a little conversation, so the chiss woman followed her. In fact, the furnishings of the place were not necessarily Eternal Imperial, this clean, simple design has been used by clans for centuries. Because of this, if these two were mixed, the difference could not really be recognized. Nodded at the woman's request when Karisa asked for a full briefing.
<”First of all, please book a seat, yet it is more convenient to talk like that”> she said gently.
If the chiss accepted the seat, she sat down too, if not, she had no problem with standing. Whatever it is, she doesn’t even wait long to start what she asked her to do.
<”You probably know that the Melding Plague epidemic was here on this planet months ago. When it was curbed by the elimination of the leader of the hive mind, the hitherto intelligent undead were transformed into simple brainless animals hungry for fresh meat. Their ships in space were thus easy to eliminate, but it took months to clean up the whole planet. Even so, there is a mountainous part of the southern region, thankfully quite isolated, which my people are now looking through. This is the last infected area as we know. The cleansing of the planet took longer than we had hoped. Walls were built around the cleaned cities to prevent the entry of any undead and restorations and rebuildings began inside. A lot of buildings have been damaged, millions have become homeless, so they mainly need clothes, food and medicine. In early-liberated cities, such as here, industry had already restarted, housing had been rebuilt. But there are still places where we deliver supplies from here because they need it. Is there something you are specifically curious about?”>
Saga exited the dropship the glare through the smoke and clouds giving her eyes difficulty to adjust, she headed over and sat on a supply crate to prep her KC-M74S, adding a new cartridge she had brought along as she took a moment to take in the air, she’d Never been to Bursoll in fact today would mark her first mission as a full member of the military, she was eager, nervous and a tad scared, in the report it mentioned hunting down individuals with some sort of undead plague, Saga hadn’t ever dealt with adversaries like that and subsequently was cautiously curious.
She got up quickly and began gazing at the ruins, among them spotting the silhouette of another individual assigned to the mission scouting the area. Saga was eager to see some action and frankly bored of the ten droids moving supplies around the drop point and headed toward them, upon getting a closer look, realizing they were one of the commanding officers on this mission, she admired her eyes and jet black hair before speaking.
“Agent Saga Zinlino, reporting, mam, all droids seem to be functioning at maximum efficiency, is their anything you require of me?”