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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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