"Preacher"
Objective: Ensure the Analyst is Liquidated
Tags:
"Wraith"
Julz
Eden Io
"The Empire is dead, long live the Empire."
Ord Thoden, an unremarkable system that remained a backwater even while under the Empire, but it was a system which now had the attention of the worst of the regional powers. The Gemstone of Petard is a mining station inhabiting the far astroid belts of the Ord Thoden system, initially an Imperial convict colony the prisoners liberated themselves after the Empire's collapse, turning the station into an anarchist state and become a frequent pit stop for anarchists, revolutionaries and travellers keen to avoid the authorities. One such individual was Orhnan Karr, a former ranking ISB minder in hiding. While the space station enjoyed relative peace in obscurity a regional conflict has come to the station. The Corsair Command, a spaceborne Imperial Remnant who are often described as little better than pirates has besieged the station, looking to capture Orhnan. All the while an insurgent cells of the Martyr Gerrerra Battalion which had been operating out of the station were organising a hasty defence and after learning the Corsair Commands objectives have become eager to capture the former ISB Minder for their own purposes.
The packed cargo hanger filled with workers and their families trying to board overfilled escape transports and shuttles was chaos, shouts and threats between ship crews and desperate people drowned out any sound of fighting going on in the rest of the station. Through the blue glow of the hangar's shields snub fighters and TIE interceptors raced after each other while Imperial corvettes preformed daring attack runs against the station's point defence turrets. It was absolute chaos. His time limit was closing and so he had turned to a desperate measure, mercenaries. Operating under a false identity he hired whoever who would make it on time for this hit. He had no doubt their skill set was more than enough, still he was nervous, he hadn't the time to vett them properly.
Kastav stood at the edge of the crowd, wearing a black flight suit partially hidden by an unzipped brown bomber jacket. His face was obscured by a black balaclava. He watched as the first overloaded cargo shuttle lifted up and shot out from the hanger, at first nearly colliding into an Imperial corvette before being raked with laser fire. As the hanger quietened to watch if the shuttle could make it Kastav used the silence to talk to the team assembled before him.
"Good, you all made it, the credits will be worth your time. I am Heretic, your client and team leader for this little operation. You are now part of Flask team." From inside the unzipped bomber jacket he pulled out a holgram projector and activated it, revealing a Rodian with his head augmented by an AJ^6 cybernetic.
"This is the mark, Orhnan Karr, formerly Minder BP-0439 of the Imperial Security Bureau. He was in hiding until about four rotations ago when he contacted a trade baron on Ord Thoden, looking to sell some information on covert hyperspace routes for safe passage and a new identity. Normally I would've gone after him myself but with all the attention he seemed to have attracted I'll need help getting to him and that's why I have hired all of you."
Kastav turned off the holoprojecter and stuffed it back into his jacket. "We are here to kill Mr. Karr. Secondary objectives are to ensure his cybernetics are damaged beyond salvaging and liquidation of anyone who may have had close contact with him. Whatever secrets that were inside his head will be erased from history."
A scream from the crowd interrupted him, looking back out the hanger bay he spotted a bright yellow fireball. That was all that was left of the first shuttle. He turned his attention back to the briefing and the holoprojecter once again changed to a map layout of the area. "We'll have to fight our way through the battle to get to him. From what I've gathered the insurgents are arming the locals and are massing in the what was hab block Aurek, living quarters and a makeshift market They also have control of a nearby hanger for their fighters and they've siezed this subsection's power station. Some big shots from the innie's went ahead to collect the mark but Imperial boarding pods have severed them from the rest of their comrades, their status is unknown."
Kastav placed the holoprojecter back into his jacket and withdraw a long barrelled blaster pistol from his belt and checked a chrono on his wrist. The next wave of Imperial boarding pods would hit soon. "From the mood of these lot here neither side will be happy to see us. Rules of engagement is anything goes. I don't care what you need to do, Orhnan dies today. Any questions?"
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