TK-3516 tried again
“HELLO?” he shouted, cupping his hands around his mouth.
Juliana rolled over in her sleep, the sound had disturbed her a bit, but TK wouldn’t know this.
The splicer growled in frustration.
“HELLOOOOOO?” He shouted even louder, his voice cracking a bit at the end of the shout.
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This was loud enough to wake her up, somewhat bleary eyed.
“What the h***?” She wondered aloud. She stood up, and walker up to the vent in her cell, she stood on her toes to reach the same hight as the vent.
“Hello?” She asked, confused.
“Finally!” TK-3516 replied.
“Listen, we gotta find a way outta here fast. They’re planning on taking us up to a Star Destroyer.”
The captain would arrive at TK’s cell with a four trooper escort for the prisoner, and a sergeant with an escort would arrive at Julianna’s cell to take them to the destroyer
“I suggest we double security around the star destroyer. If my estimates are correct, the Jedi will stop at nothing to free the prisoner. And the easiest way for them to do so would be a boarding party.”
“Thanks, I guess.” Brorden responded hesitantly, still a little on edge due to the droid’s grabby demeanor. “I guess you can have a look.” He said tentatively as he handed the droid the helmet. “Refurbished it myself, you know.” The bounty hunter boasted.
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“For a party of two Jedi and a small group of rebels? That’d be unnecessary. You and the other inquisitor (@Diero) can effectively deal with two, and on our own turf. Additionally,” the admiral leaned in to whisper. “I need you to personally execute the prisoner. Keep it quiet so word doesn’t reach the Jedi. We still need them to come here,”
“That won’t work. The bond of the Jedi are strong, they would sense her death. We need her alive as bait until the other Jedi arrive.” The Third brother spoke in a quiet, emotionless voice.
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Shrugging off the strange thought, the Shistavanen hurriedly made his way to the supply depot.
“I’m done playing this game. Execute the prisoner or you’ll join her,”
“I was the one sent here by the grand inquisitor himself to take care of the Jedi threat, so I intend to take care of it in whatever way I deem fit. As the specialist in this matter, I believe it would be in your best interest to stay out of my way and let me do my job.” The Third Brother responded grimly. “I can’t imagine the Emperor would be pleased if he found out we lost two Jedi due to your hasty meddling.”
OOC this is after/during ANH. GI is dead
IC: “As your commanding officer I believe it to be in your best interest to follow MY orders if you wish to see success. We won’t lose the Jedi, they have no way of escape except ways that lead straight here. If they were to find another way we could blow them out of the sky. Now, follow the order I gave, then get your fighter and as many troops as you need to flush the Jedi out. I don’t care how as long as they’re dead and far from my ship until then,”
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TK-3516 reluctantly let himself be escorted to the transport ship.
“We will only lose more time and lives if we go down to the surface to find them as apposed to waiting fro them to come to us. I am not about to risk my own purge troopers lives because an admiral’s cowardly reluctance to face the enemy on his own ship!” The Third Brother retorted, raising his voice to a level that would catch the attention of most people on the bridge. @Diero
“It’s not about lives, fool, it’s about the emperor’s will. His will is that you execute the prisoner,”
Ygdras remained in his meditative state and maintained the connection with Digg but not sending any suggestions his way…for now.
Finally arriving at his destination, he contemplated the best way for him to acquire a uniform.
He could try sneaking into the locker rooms or laundry room to grab a uniform…the trick would be finding one that had a suit and helmet that would fit him.
OOC: I think the helmet will be the trickiest part due to Digg’s lupine face and ears.
Seeing a nearby laundry room, Digg looked around to see if anyone was watching before he snuck inside. Quickly eyeing a uniform around his size, he yanked it off the rack, wrote down the serial number on his hand, and began suiting up.
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