Aila Roas
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- Joined
- Dec 16, 2018
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All around them it rained. Pattering down upon her helmet Aila tried to shake the noise from her head, and keep focused on the task at hand. She wasn't letting down her allies, her employers, both technically. The wildlands of Mimban had a harsh beauty to them, one lost a little in the nighttime rain. Though it kept them obscured, and made their mission just that little bit easier. Few people really had reason to be here. Outside them, of course.
Looking over to the labour camp, she tripled checked her equipment. Armour on, blaster in hand, vibro-dagger on her belt, and few grenades hidden behind cloth on the back of her waist, a concussion grenade and two frags, she was as prepared as she could ever be. Though, truth be told, she prayed she wouldn't have to use them. If all went as planned, well...
No, it did no good to think hypotheticals now. Eyes on the prize, that was the saying,
"Bloody rain" she muttered before flicking on her comms "Alright, let's get what we came here for. In, get the security footage, out" Aila spoke to her allies. Hopefully they'd get through this without worry,
"Easy, right?" she spoke to herself again, as she laid against the rise of the hill, not far from the control centre, their target. Her current position was obscured from any onlookers from there and the surrounds, and with the darkness and rain her approach would be safe enough. This place was disgusting, what the Empire did to those it felt not worthy of its ironfisted 'peace'. She couldn't think about it. No.
It was time to get this done.
@Vosrik @Shalken