It was simple; Get in, get whatever they could and get out without getting caught.
November had done similar raids before, but nothing like the equivalency of Geonosis, this place was far larger than the last place she had been. The compound was complex and more heavily guarded than originally anticipated but when did something like that stop her? She had the firepower, the know-how and the ability to take down a small army if she needed to.
She pressed herself up against the wall as a guard passed by within the Confederacy compound, completely oblivious to the fact he just passed a living being. She maintained a steady hand on her rifle, her index finger on the trigger as she watched another guard approach the first one to stop and talk. She rolled her eyes beneath the eyepieces and gently pushed off the wall. She crouched into a low position and began moving away from the two chatter-box guards and towards the nerve center of the compound. From there, she would have to locate where the Confederacy stored information, or even relayed information. Codes, fleet numbers and maneuvers or whatever intelligence they were unwilling to give up. It didn't matter to her, she was going to take it, one way or another. She kept her rifle at the low ready, intent on using it as a last resort on those who got in her way. Of course, she would use her hands first and as always she was ready to escape to the darkness and hide should she get discovered.
She could be the distraction, or she could be the one getting what the Omega Protectorate wanted...only time would tell.
[member="Salem Norongachi"]
[member="Atretes Rhoujen"]
November had done similar raids before, but nothing like the equivalency of Geonosis, this place was far larger than the last place she had been. The compound was complex and more heavily guarded than originally anticipated but when did something like that stop her? She had the firepower, the know-how and the ability to take down a small army if she needed to.
She pressed herself up against the wall as a guard passed by within the Confederacy compound, completely oblivious to the fact he just passed a living being. She maintained a steady hand on her rifle, her index finger on the trigger as she watched another guard approach the first one to stop and talk. She rolled her eyes beneath the eyepieces and gently pushed off the wall. She crouched into a low position and began moving away from the two chatter-box guards and towards the nerve center of the compound. From there, she would have to locate where the Confederacy stored information, or even relayed information. Codes, fleet numbers and maneuvers or whatever intelligence they were unwilling to give up. It didn't matter to her, she was going to take it, one way or another. She kept her rifle at the low ready, intent on using it as a last resort on those who got in her way. Of course, she would use her hands first and as always she was ready to escape to the darkness and hide should she get discovered.
She could be the distraction, or she could be the one getting what the Omega Protectorate wanted...only time would tell.
[member="Salem Norongachi"]
[member="Atretes Rhoujen"]