Niish Chichel
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Feb 12, 2019
- Messages
- 34
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- 8
Mon Calamari
0300 hours local time
0300 hours local time
Typical that they would send a semi-aquatic Saurian to assault the world of Mon Cala. Niish didn't mind however, he missed Fish Friday at his favorite local Korribani diner. Though, rage would soon replace his complacency as he came to the realization that he had left his bottle of tartar sauce in the cabin of his ship, with which he had flown to Mon Cala, yet he trudged onward, through the sewers of the main residential district, making his way to the surface in a darkened alleyway, as rain fell all around him.
Piercing yellow eyes peered down the thin alleyway, laden with bins and fire escapes, he waited for word o his comrades, Cher No Gorgon (@Nommie), a Tiss'shar Agent, and Draven Unduli, a Mirialan Acolyte of his same graduating class (@Faded Truth). Quickly making the climb up a fire escape, he got to a point of vantage on an apartment building. Through his commslink, he made an encrypted transmission to his two comrades, clicking the transmission button thrice before speaking. "Thisss One isss in posssition. Rooftop of apartmentsss to the eassst. We meet, and fish fry will begin," he said, sitting low behind that wall that made up the entrance to roof access, at the center of the the roof, keeping him well out of view from ground level, or the other lower rooftops, as he sat upon the tallest of the buildings in the smaller, upscale residential area, drawing the Force inward on himself. His targets slept below him; the Mon Calamari officials who thought it wise to turn their backs on the empire.
@Faded Truth @Nommie
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