The Red Curtain [First Order Dominion of Quintas]

[Doc]

Spoiler

[member="Sentiri"] [member="Natasi Fortan"]

Location: Space Station
Objective: Health and Safety inspection
Post: 1

As the shuttle carrying Doc and various other touched down in the hanger Doc thought about how un finished the station looked on approached and he could see why the minister thought in inspection would be wanted, he also Remembered some comm traffic about a malfunction and evacuation. As he stepped of the ramp in medic Storm trooper armor completed with medical backpack and officer’s cloak, the true chaos of the situation he was walking to hit like a fully loaded bulk freighter.

 

[Leilani Paaie]

Post 2
Location: Cloud City

Leilani had to stop there was a familiar hum that said she had messages. She looked over to see a very nice little cafe serving drinks on the walkway. How lovely she walked over to find a comfortable seat and then looked at her messages.

Message 1: Leilani, you are missed here on Nar Shaddaa you should return soon the museum is getting ready to have a display of rare Atrisian art. Kel

Message 2: The bed is not was warm as it was, you need to return. What does it take to get you to come here? Arman

Message 3:

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Incoming Orders - Eyes Only - Agent Leilani Paaie​

Investigate any local interactions with the crew of FIV Prevail aboard Cloud City.​

Follow any leads, including off world.​

Confirm or deny malicious intent.​

Report findings immediately. Make no further action.​

hmm she needed to acknowledge receipt of the last message. //message to [member="Sentiri"] , acknowledged, on it//message end.

Well she took another sip of the drink she had ordered while reading, this should be interesting, so the crew of the FIV well that would go along with some of the things she had been listening to there was a buzz.

She smiled at the lovely young waitress who came her way, "refill miss"

For a moment she wanted to say no, "yes please" Leilani held out the glass, yes..one more and then off to find the crew.

 

[Doc]

As Doc Walked Down the ramp of the shuttle flanked by several other storm troopers he survived the chaos the laid before him. "I want triage points There and there he said pointing to coroner opposite each other at the far end of the hanger, 30 minuet rotating patrols coordinate with the local garrison, and an open comm channel to all first order ship in the area move it.” He order as he stepped the end of the ramp. The 4 other trooper quickly set about their assigned task in brilliantly military fashion and typical First order efficiency.