Post by Darth Reaver on Dec 12, 2015 0:41:19 GMT
(OOC I want this mission to go quite quickly. Towards that end, I'll be posting every four days. If you dont reply to one of these posts, it will taken as you continuing to do what you were doing in your previous post and you will be replied too as such.)
Reaver sat behind the desk in his private study, in front of him stood a man wearing the bluegrey uniform of Obsidian Union Intelligence. Reaver was engrossed in the contents of a flimsyplast folder in front of him, the folder hadnt been very thick but Reaver took his time reading the various hard copies of each document. He read one, compared something it said with another of the documents in the folder then sat back in thought. Standing he moved across the room to where a small holocaster had been installed and called up up a map of the Galaxy and enlarged section m8. (OOC section M8 refers to the grid reference on the map here: newsithbrotherhood.com/thread/76/obsidian-union-astrography )
He looked at it meditatively for a moment "What's the accuracy rating?" he asked "80% maybe less maybe more" the agent replied quietly. Reaver turned and walked back to his desk "and the chances of a discrete recconaisance?" "Effectively zero" the agent replied without hesitation "Infiltration we could probally manage without any problems but their is no way we could hide the extraction from the occupants." "I see thank you, dismissed" Reaver replied . He sat down behind his desk again and closing his eyes began to think, after several moments he began to tap his index finger and whistle tunelessly through his teeth.
After a while he opened his eyes picked up the folder and checked a few details "Possible, Possible" he muttered before standing abruptly and exiting his office "Writer" he yelled "where are you, you pile of bolts?" The fussy droid tottered around a corner. "Ah there you are" Reaver exclaimed "quick off down to the Jaig Legion guard room down the hall, send couriers to..." and here he reeled off a list Sith "telling them to meet us in the Old House breifing room in 5 hours, then get back here because we have some arrangements to make."
Reaver sat behind the desk in his private study, in front of him stood a man wearing the bluegrey uniform of Obsidian Union Intelligence. Reaver was engrossed in the contents of a flimsyplast folder in front of him, the folder hadnt been very thick but Reaver took his time reading the various hard copies of each document. He read one, compared something it said with another of the documents in the folder then sat back in thought. Standing he moved across the room to where a small holocaster had been installed and called up up a map of the Galaxy and enlarged section m8. (OOC section M8 refers to the grid reference on the map here: newsithbrotherhood.com/thread/76/obsidian-union-astrography )
He looked at it meditatively for a moment "What's the accuracy rating?" he asked "80% maybe less maybe more" the agent replied quietly. Reaver turned and walked back to his desk "and the chances of a discrete recconaisance?" "Effectively zero" the agent replied without hesitation "Infiltration we could probally manage without any problems but their is no way we could hide the extraction from the occupants." "I see thank you, dismissed" Reaver replied . He sat down behind his desk again and closing his eyes began to think, after several moments he began to tap his index finger and whistle tunelessly through his teeth.
After a while he opened his eyes picked up the folder and checked a few details "Possible, Possible" he muttered before standing abruptly and exiting his office "Writer" he yelled "where are you, you pile of bolts?" The fussy droid tottered around a corner. "Ah there you are" Reaver exclaimed "quick off down to the Jaig Legion guard room down the hall, send couriers to..." and here he reeled off a list Sith "telling them to meet us in the Old House breifing room in 5 hours, then get back here because we have some arrangements to make."