Private Tib and Jes in: "Chippin' In"

[Tibera Jessen]

Tibera stood at the base of a mountain on Deneba. The nameless rocky expanse seemed to go all the way up to the cloud layer, the dark earthy browns being lost in the ominous reds of the planet's sky. Heat beamed down on the heavily armored merc practically boiled inside sealed suit. The helmet made her face sweat, but it was better than getting scratched up by all the sand.

The objective was to meet up with another mercenary, Jessica "Jes" Howe . Jes and Tibera had concocted a plan to make some easy cash, and have a little fun besides! A band of particularly successful smugglers had holed up inside Fort Hiram, a large Old Republic Era fort. They dealt in guns and drugs, something both women were interested in finding.

The musclebound lady placed two fingers on the side of her helmet, keying the mic for her short-range comms. "Hey, I'm at the mountain. Don't see you anywhere... Are you near the meeting point? Or do I need to pull some one woman army stuff?"

The visor of her helmet lifted, letting her scan through the expanse of red sand and rocks. Wind whipped around her, a howling gale that kicked up scratching particles all over the place! There was some distant rumble, like thunder coming from everywhere. Jes was a hellion, and there was no telling what kinda mischief was happening.

As Tibera looked around, she contemplated the best way to get up the mountain. Climbing up the side was out, not without some serious gear. Maybe there was a path up the side, but that'd take forever. A speeder or walker might be able to do the job, but Tibera had walked most of the way here so as to draw less attention.

"Crazy metal head better not get herself killed getting here..."

 

[Jessica "Jes" Howe]

Tag: Tibera Jessen

It was good to have a job already, much less one that was very much so her style... Good ole smash and grab, these fools won't know what karkin hit em.
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"Hey, I'm at the mountain. Don't see you anywhere... Are you near the meeting point? Or do I need to pull some one woman army stuff?"

"Affirm- Ya, I'm closing in."

Through their secure connection, Jes starts to send in info she had gathered.

"Details should be on their way, found an old map of the place. Chances are it has hardly changed, stashed some charges nearby... So if blowing through a wall is more your style, I have you covered."

Next was recordings, straight through the eyes of Jes herself.

"Earlier I did scouting, there, there... Anddd there you can see areas I marked as having what I call a deadlock, mounted guns or even just some standard boots taking of those corridors is gonna result in some damage."

A pretty reliable map, and prior scouting. This may be her first new job as a mercenary, but she was determined to get the high score. The feed goes silent as Tibera hears boots crunching in the arid ground, Jes appears, raising a hand for a simple wave.

"Ready to roll?"

Jes didn't appear to be heavily armoured like Tibera, the mercenary even having the audacity to wear a black turtleneck out here. Yet, one couldn't deny she was armed. A shotgun in one hand, a heavy slug machine gun firmly strapped to her back. ​