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Private The Catalyst Protocol: The Path Of The Least Resistance




Fueling stops are never an easy thing. At least not for me. And not now. Not while I am being hunted. I have been on the run since well before the bounty was placed on it. That is just the icing on the cake. Ever since the data breach and leak of some of my research; my labs have never been fully secure.

Yet I do my best with what credits I could get, either from repaid debts or loans. I used those to set up a handful of decoy laboratories to thwart any invaders or hunters. And so far they have worked! Which leaves me to conduct my real research elsewhere.


I no longer have a home base. I no longer have a home. That was lost once New Cov was invaded and lost it's identity and it's neutrality. I only hope that it does not lose it's secrets as well.

But I hold no power there or anywhere out in the Galaxy, for that matter. My voice was but a whisper upon deaf ears. It always has been. The status that I seemed to hold back then was just an illusion. I realize that now. Only within my laboratories do I have any sort of power. And only there do I have a voice.

Throughout this endeavor I have kept within neutral space for as much as possible. And although I am much further in my research than I thought that I could be at this moment in time, there is still more testing to be done before I can start on human trials.

And before I can use it on myself.

The rented salvaged vessel that I have rented sits docked in one of the many landing bays of Kwenn Station for refueling. The two droid pilots looked after the process for me while I had shopped for some basic food supplies. I do as little as I can to avoid detection. Even my clothing is different. No longer is my attire filled with sparkling dresses and gowns. Instead those have changed to long skirts, blouses and lab coats. Although for this shopping trip my lab coat would stand out too much. So I wear a long dark coat instead. It has a lovely hood that I have drawn up so that some of my features remain hidden.

Will it be enough? I am unsure. But so far it seems to of worked. I can see the salvaged vessel at the far end of the landing bay. With a couple of bags full of supplies; I begin to make my approach towards the vessel. I make no eye contact with anyone; instead choosing to be as direct and steadfast as possible. Hopefully it draws the least anount of attention as possible.

Tag: Karlo Kyrr Karlo Kyrr


 

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"Let me try and talk her out of it, alor," he had told Shuklaar Kyrdol, his alor's alor's alor. Al'verde Kote had told him he had her say backing as far as that would carry him. Ori'akaan'ade'alor Aran Netra wasn't hearing him on this. He wanted to find this lab and blow everything in it straight to haran. The alor agreed with him, as a former client, she deserved the chance to be talked out of this dini'la osik before it got too far and they were left no choice. After all, at that point, they wouldn't send him. It wouldn't be Prudii squad. If it came to it, his alor would do what he and Prudii might hesitate too. He just hoped to the Manda that she'd listen.

It had taken the company some time to find her. To her credit, Liin had hidden well. It wasn't too long once other hunters had discovered the other decoy labs that they'd manage to narrow down her rough location with the aid of human intelligence. Karlo and Prudii had turned over dozens of locations looking for her. They had to cut through their fair share of hunters in their attempt as well, but so far they had no luck. Liin Terallo was a hard woman to find apparently, and right now that was the only thing keeping her alive as far as he was concerned. Liin was far from the first target Karlo and the others had tracked however, and however good she was for someone who was only recently on the run, Karlo and Prudii had been doing this for a lot longer and had more resources to expend.

"This is her ship," sighed Ruusan Kyrdol, one of the squad's marksmen, over the comms from behind him. They located the vessel she was renting. The sight of eight Mandalorian rammikade was not something easily ignored, which was why their optical camouflage suites were active. "She'll be back soon," she added almost unnecessarily, they could all tell that the ship had completed fueling.

"Try now," chimed in Ram Netra, Prudii's second marksman over squad comms as he forwarded his scope feed of a woman that unmistakably matched Liin, biometrics and all. Karlo sighed to himself in the privacy of her buy'ce. They were only going to get one shot at this really. Only question was, did he let her leave if she was determined to go down this path? If he didn't, then what? Try and get her to tell the company the location of her lab? Those were concerns he could ill-afford to consider now. Ifs and maybes were a luxury he didn't have.

"Gev?" he asked as he began to make his way across the hangar to intercept Liin as she began to make her way to her ship. Gev's marker put him at the entrance, precisely where he needed to be to cut off any attempt to flee first. Times like this, he just wanted to hear it for himself before this all started.

"O'r taap," replied Gev Netra, Prudii's 2IC and one of his oldest friends, flashing his acknowledgement signal in addition.

"Jate," he whispered to himself in the comfort of his buy'ce once more. He waited till he was a decent distance away, well within earshot before he deactivated his armor's optical camouflage suite with a blink click. The icon turned yellow then gray as the system fully deactivated. He removed his buy'ce with a quick series of practiced motions. "Now a bad time to talk?" he asked her, grossly understating the brevity of the situation. That much was something they both knew, no point in further stating it after all .

 



There is something off about the air here. Or perhaps it is my own paranoia getting the better of me. Yet even as I move with purpose towards my ship, I cannot help but feel as though many eyes are upon me. Although from what I can tell, no one appears to be staring at me as I walk.

But no sooner did I finish that thought that Karlo suddenly appeared close by. He removed his helmet, and that alone gave me reason to slow down my pace. I stopped shortly after he spoke; and without even looking around I knew that he was not alone. For as long as I have known him he has never been alone when he was near me.

This was not a good sign. Whether he is warning me if the bounty or not; having Karlo seek me out could not be for anything good.

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We can talk inside. I just need to get these meals into the freezebox." Both of my hands were carrying bags of food, yet I gestured to my ship with one of them anyways and proceeded my journey towards it. "If this is about the bounty; I am already well aware of it. But I cannot afford your protection right now. I am not exactly in the same position as I was before." I approach the ramp and walk up it, making a beeline towards the kitchen where the freezebox was. I am not about to have my meals defrost and spoil due to a conversation.

Tag: Karlo Kyrr Karlo Kyrr


 

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"We can talk inside. I just need to get these meals into the freezebox." Both of my hands were carrying bags of food, yet I gestured to my ship with one of them anyways and proceeded my journey towards it. "If this is about the bounty; I am already well aware of it. But I cannot afford your protection right now. I am not exactly in the same position as I was before." I approach the ramp and walk up it, making a beeline towards the kitchen where the freezebox was. I am not about to have my meals defrost and spoil due to a conversation.

Karlo glanced momentarily at the ship, IFF markers moved to adjust their position as Prudii squad shifted their position to both cover the ship and to breach it if needed without being needed to be told to do so. A wry grin cracked across his features, "Really wish this was that simple." He followed Liin, his beskar'gam's cybernetically linked retrofitted upgraded sensor and scanner suite gave him a renewed sixth sense that he was just about getting used to. So far neither his nor Prudii squad's natural senses nor that of their armor had picked up any sign of trouble, but that was no reason to lower their guard past a point.

He followed her as she made her way inro her ship's kitchen. Karlo had gotten so used to the company's near non-perishable Mandalorian field rations that he'd almost forgotten the travails of storing and preparing pre-packaged meals. "The company isn't happy with what you've been doing," he said plainly. "They sent me." The unsaid part of that statement was that they had sent him to ask politely. "It'll be my alor next, or a whole shabla armored battalion." He sighed, struggling to find the words, in basic or in Mando'a. He was a rammikad, this wasn't his job, and yet, he was the only one that had any chance of pulling it off.

"After everything, don't let it end like this," Karlo practically implored, his face contorted in conflicted emotion. He scratched at the stubble on his chin out of frustration at his own inability to find words more convincing. "Isn't there enough of the shabuire in the galaxy? Why the haran do we need more?"

 




My foosteps felt hollow as I walked inside of the ship. Karlo's first words made me suddenly feel entirely small. Yet I kept moving anyways; reaching the kitchen in no time. And as he continued to speak, I kept my movements slow and deliberate. I know what Karlo and his team are capable of for I have seen it first hand while they protected me. But now having them being used against me....... It was not betrayal that I had felt. It was moreso a real sadness.

Once I had finished unpacking and storing the food, I turned around and had a seat at the nearby table. I folded my hands on top of it's surface so that I could not be suspected of drawing up a weapon of any kind and giving him and his squad a reason to shoot me.

I may not understand his language when he slipped inbetween that and basic; but I understood fully what he meant. I had mistakingly thought that he had been sent to protect me; but instead he was sent to give me a warning. I was not prepared for this. And when I responded to him, I kept my voice low and my tone gentle. "
I am not going to sell my research or give it to anyone. This is for me and me alone. There is no reason for you to kill me. I set up decoys and fake data dumps to throw people off. I just want to see if this idea is possible, so that I can level the playing field. And if it is possible? Then it can be possible to reverse it too so that there will be less Force Wizards out there. Perhaps even none eventually. So do you not see, Karlo? The only threat that my research can be is to the Force Wizards. Just to them. And that is only if my research is successful. But I am not there yet."

Tag: Karlo Kyrr Karlo Kyrr





 

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I may not understand his language when he slipped inbetween that and basic; but I understood fully what he meant. I had mistakingly thought that he had been sent to protect me; but instead he was sent to give me a warning. I was not prepared for this. And when I responded to him, I kept my voice low and my tone gentle. "I am not going to sell my research or give it to anyone. This is for me and me alone. There is no reason for you to kill me. I set up decoys and fake data dumps to throw people off. I just want to see if this idea is possible, so that I can level the playing field. And if it is possible? Then it can be possible to reverse it too so that there will be less Force Wizards out there. Perhaps even none eventually. So do you not see, Karlo? The only threat that my research can be is to the Force Wizards. Just to them. And that is only if my research is successful. But I am not there yet."

Karlo listened carefully to what Liin had to say, he had no reason to suspect that she was going to try anything. Not at this juncture in any case. Then again, as she'd pointed out, there were plenty of people looking to capitalize on her research and/or her bounty. One phrase jumped out at Karlo that overrode the train of thought that was forming prior to him hearing it, "Reverse it?" he asked, hope and shock in equal parts edging into his words. "You think you can?" There was another bioweapon that was capable of such things, an old Imperial one that had been unleashed during the latest attack on Coruscant. They had less than a snowball's chance in haran of reverse engineering that.

Regardless, the alor was clear, her work could never be allowed to fall into those that would use it to increase the number of force users. "I can see you intend to keep this out of their hands, but you must know what they will do with your work," he said, the brevity of the situation seeping into the words he spoke. "Let me talk to my boss, talk about making sure they never get their hands on this." Karlo didn't know Shuklaar Kyrdol well enough to know what he was going to say, but he knew that sure as haran, he wasn't going to leave Liin and her work out there for every chaakar potentially get access to it. "Who else knows about this?"

Karlo spared an augmented moment's attention to the sensor feed feeding through his armors' neural link, barely a fraction of a second all things considered. If they had managed to trace Liin to this station, chances were that someone else had as well. Thankfully, no one and nothing out of the ordinary had been sighted yet. Yet it was often in plain sight where trouble lay in wait. He returned his full attention back to Liin, waiting with what seemed like bated breath for her response. Karlo was a lot of things, a good liar was not one of them.

 



When he asks whether or not I think that I can use my research to reverse it's first intention; I slowly nod my head. Even though currently it is just a theory; I am quite confident that I can make it work. But it will take time. Even years.

I keep my posture poised and straight. However even I know that I cannot hide the tension within my muscles. Afterall I am not in a very safe position.


"I am staying away from them. I have thwarted the bounty hunters thus far. My fake data leaks provide them only with bits and pieces of information that will end in failure. I physically write down my notes and equations so that it cannot be sliced into. I am always on the move. I try my best to cover my tracks." I am unaware of how long it took Karlo and his team to find me. I can only hope that it was not an easy task. "You know me. And you know that I am a good person. Please advocate for me to your boss. Please help him to understand..." I took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. "As for who else knows? You are the only one that knows the full extent of what I am trying to accomplish. Others just have a hint of it, which is probably why the bounty on my head calls for me to be brought in alive. And if I am ever captured, I will not allow the first part of my research to succeed. I will fail it on purpose. I give you my word on that. And to your alor as well."

I can only hope that they will both trust me on this, for my own sake.

Tag: Karlo Kyrr Karlo Kyrr




 

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Trust. It all boiled down to trust. Trust was hard earned, but Liin was right. She was a good person. That much Karlo knew for sure. She could be trusted when her word was given. Did she sometimes give even his augmented conditioned heart cause for concern while he and Prudii were serving as her protective detail? Oh shab yes. Still, that didn't preclude her from his trust. In the very least, Al'verde Kote would appreciate that, and would probably help him make his case to Alor Kyrdol and Ori'akaan'ade'alor Netra.

"I know you'll try," he said at last. "It wasn't easy to find you." They had pulled a few favors and used a fair few sources, not to mention used not an insignificant amount of credits. He sent Strill's emergency comm code to her datapad, "Emergency comm code," he explained. "Transmit your location if you're worried about the Jedi or anyone else like that catching up to you." He added, having finally regained some of his composure and Galactic Standard Basic skills. "If we come in shooting, you'll know I managed to convince the alor. I don't need to tell you keep communication to a minimum."

Karlo sighed as he stood to his feet, trying to find the right words to say before something occurred to him. He placed down one of his D/AM-01 Pursuit Denial/Anti-personnel Mines on the table. "These are simple enough to use. If you're being pursued, pull the pin, toss it behind you and run. It should buy you some time," he explained. He slowly slid his buy'ce back on before looking at her for what he hoped wasn't the last time, "Take care of yourself, Liin." With that, Karlo began making for the ship's boarding ramp.

 



I was not easy to find? Well that is good news at least. And who would of thought that an inexperienced lady like myself would be able to hide herself well? Although I suppose that I cannot be too surprised. It is a big Galaxy, afterall. And with maintaining a very private lifestyle; there is not much for perfect strangers to go on. They do not know of my habits or my vices or how much of an introvert I truly have become.

Being exiled and hunted does that to a person. It leaves one with a sense of constant vulnerability; as well as a distrust of those that happen by them.

I hear my commlink beep as the emergency code is received. I hope that I will not have to use it, but at the same time I wonder if he will even be able to convince his boss and alor to not come after me. The last thing that I need is to wind up dead by the hands of a friend.

Unexpectidly he places a bomb of sorts onto the table. I shift ever so slightly in my chair as the very idea of having such a weapon this close to me makes me nervous. I will have to look into it to see what it's blast radius is so that I will know how far I am to run in order to be safe should I have to use it. Yet I have never killed anyone before. I have not even hurt anyone in any way. I certainly would not have to start now.

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Thank you, Karlo. For everything." I watch him exit the ship and remain where I am for several minutes. It is as though all of their eyes remain on me and I dare not do anything to give them cause to shoot. And once I regained control over my body again I rise to my feet and carefully pick up the bomb device from the table with both hands and bring it over to a storage box for safekeeping. "Pilots," I call to the droids in the cockpit, "get us out of here please." The further that I can get away from everyone; the better.

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