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Wild Space/Prison maintenance levels
Time: Unknown
The imperial shuttle flew into the lower hangar of the secret imperial prison. On board was Mid along with a familiar acolyte who helped him out on earlier ventures. The rest of the space was filled with an imperial maintenance team, geared with their required items and armed only with simple pistols. Though they weren't soldiers and neither were they meant to fight. That's what Mid and Kalanda were here for.
The prison was in disarray. The lights were out with only the emergency lights providing visibility. Mid was surprised the hangar was still operational. The whole thing felt off. This prison housed the most dangerous criminals in the galaxy. This wasn't going to be a walk in the park, not by a long shot.
"Kalanda, come in." he said softly, disembarking the shuttle. His arsenal had received a massive upgrade, with two heavy blasters alongside his two normal blasters. The rest of his armament was either in his hand or on his belt. His armour was strapped to his body and his cloak covered him. He looked around a bit before motioning for the workers to follow. "Stick close, you bunch. This isn't the place you want to get lost in." he cautioned.
"Comms active?" he asked Kalanda, tapping the side of his helmet. "You cover the rear. I'll lead the way. Keep your wits about you." he ordered as he started to walk towards a hallway. The flickering lights weren't making him feel any better about the place...
@Algarus