Post by Darth Lucifer on Aug 4, 2016 0:15:48 GMT
Tatooine. It had long been thought to have been one of the oldest planets in known space...composed of a molten core with a rocky mantle and silicate rock crust. Features that included the Dune Sea, an enormous sodium-rich desert; Mushroom Mesa, a vast formation of giant standing stones; and the Jundland Wastes, a rocky region made up the planets circumference. There was a settlers' saying that one's eyes burn out faster by staring straight and hard at sun-scorched flatlands than by looking directly at the suns.
Throughout history Tatooine had seen a checkered and violent past. Such was the truth even today, first with the Clone Wars, then the Rebellion and the Empire...and now the Galactic Alliance and Union. Yet for now now it's loyalties stood with the Union, indeed one of the Union and Brotherhood's own senior members had grown up here. The Kiffar, Simon Morris knew little of this, but had he known he likely would not have cared at this point.
He found his life on a downward spiral. However little did he expect the Force had other plans for him, fate it seemed was not without a sense of irony. As he sat in his favourite bar (one seen in the movies) drinking his chosen beverage...waiting for his next assignment to arrive...he began to think back for some reason to the night that Sarka had killed his family. Shaking it off he put it to the drink as a strange man approached him, a strange human man with a scar down one side of his face.
His contact. Speaking his raspy voice was almost a whisper, he wasn't looking to draw attention to the two.
''Ah your here good, I have another job for ya....if ya interested, triple the rate this time. We're looking to make 1 million credits easy if it goes right. Some guy from high up in them Union lot's Intelligence ranks wants us to deliver a parcel to a very important person. Apparently the First Consul himself is here to pick it up, says it's worth it's weight in credits to them if we deliver. However there is a catch...as always, first we got to take it from someone else.
Apparently the Galactic Alliance have a cell set up here and they want us to go in, dispatch them if ya catch my drift and bring the intel to him. For that we will be richly rewarded and they said could mean alot more work for us if we do but they not the types to forgive and forget if we screw up...so gotta be careful this time. Baring that...what ya say? You in.''
He waited for a reply.