OOC: Open to all Sector Rangers. To be used for brainstorming (in-character) how to bring Gareth Gin and his crew to justice
Amos McCord was not one to be rushed, but today was an exception. The Ranger Psychologist hurried along the hallways of the Ranger HQ on Coruscant, narrowly managing to avoid his tea whilst carrying a stack of papers and files that swayed precariously with his steps. News of the attack on Mon Cala had broken, and it was all-hands-on-deck in a race to bring those responsible to justice.
The Sector Rangers occupied a unique place in the galaxy; they served across the galaxy, including the New Republic, FWA and the ISC. They were charged with the impossible tasks of preventing crime and combating the Five Syndicates, which usually made logistics a nightmare. But today, everything (including Amos McCord) was being fast-tracked in the rare spirit of cooperation between the various branches of the Sector Rangers in order to bring Garth Gin in; dead or alive.
While others might be motivated by the ample bounties placed on the Zaa Fenn member's head, Sector Rangers served out of a duty to their fellow galactic citizen. Some were already blaming the Sector Rangers for allowing this to happen, which made it even more imperative that the Rangers be the ones to bring him in.
Upon reaching the meeting room, Amos nearly tripped over a swivel chair and managed to set down the files without spilling more than a couple drops of his tea. Others preferred to work electronically, but Amos preferred to read paper files and reports; on the table was everything he'd been able to hastily pull on the terrorist organization Zaa Fenn and the new #1 Most Wanted, Gareth Gin.
Taking a moment to catch his breath, the portly analyst scanned the room. He recognized many of the faces present, including some potentially from other branches joining via holo. The ISC would be taking point on this due to their ongoing conflict with the Syndicates, but such a public incident had led the Ranger branches to pool their resources- something that Amos wished could be done more often. "Thank you for your patience" he wheezed, slowly controlling his breathing. "What have we got so far?"
((Edit: Mentioned the ISC Rangers taking point))
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