Open Dantooine Seeds of Rebellion

[Emilia Vuth]

Dantoonie's air was never something Emilia enjoyed. There was just something about it that left her mouth dry, and some sort of lingering taste. Maybe she was just use to the smell of city-worlds, which was not an appealing thought. That, however, was not important today. No, because she had finally, finally built up enough connections to go forward with her plans, that was why she was on Dantoonie.

Emilia was not going to waste any time. She was pressing forward with her plans immediately, with all the zealousness she showed the Light Side.

She'd arrived on Dantoonie on her rented ship with Tiberius Fenric not long ago. The man was little crazy to follow her, but if she was being honest with herself, she was a little crazy too.

Her scoundrel robes covered most of her body, most of her face, and hid her weapons. Only very few had seen her in her scoundrel garb, so because of that and the way she'd designed her outfit, she would not be easily picked out as odd. Most would probably look at her as common riff-raff passing through the village.

The village wasn't small per say, but it wasn't very large either. What was important was that it was out of the way, somewhere more desolate, and for a reason.

Emilia was here for a meeting. The meeting was meant to take place soon. She'd been able to arrange through her contacts. So, the small Jedi was making her way through the town towards the meeting. Though, instead of walking straight through the town she was in the back alleyways, at least for the time being, expecting her current companion to follow her.

OOC: Open to two opposition. This thread is meant to be intrigue/story focused, but obviously open to PvP if it makes sense.

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[Tiberius Fenric]

Their ship began descending into the atmosphere of Dantooine. It had been a long time since Tiberius had returned to his home world. The Sith had taken over this planet several years ago making visiting difficulty to say the least. There were a lot of different emotions swirling around inside the knight, but Tiberius did his best to suppress them for now.

Tiberius had come along to help Emilia. Actually, he probably wouldn’t be here except for the fact that he had lost a bet to the sephi not long ago while they were together on Coruscant. Being the upstanding citizen that he was he felt obligated to honor his wager with the woman. That and, for some reason, the force seemed to keep bringing Tiberius and Emilia together time and time again. Who was Tiberius to fight higher powers, though?

Stepping off the ship Tiberius wore his own light armor that he recently picked up. It was concealed beneath the black leather jacket that he wore. He also wore a scarf around his neck that he pulled up to cover the bottom half of his face. His lightsaber he concealed beneath the jacket as well, carrying it just below his axilla on his left side.

Tiberius took a deep breath and filled his lungs with the fresh Dantooine air. It was a nice change from the big city where he had spent a lot of his time lately. The planet smelled like home. The trio of jedi navigated their way through the village mostly taking back alleys to maintain a low profile. Emilia hadn’t shared many details with the knight, but he was under the impression that they were here for some kind of meeting.

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[Jaikus Thorne]

Jaikus casually stepped down the ramp of his rented shuttle, boots sinking a bit into the loose earth of Dantooine as he walked. It was a planet the Axxilan had never been to before, and he couldn’t help but allow his citrine gaze to wander across his open fields and tall savanna grasses, taking in the sight for only a moment or two before looking straight ahead - fixating his attention onto the village just up ahead.

Scenic as it was, Jaikus hadn’t come to the planet for pleasure. Only days prior, the Axxilan had received an ISB report regarding suspicious activity based out of the remote village and a meeting that was planned to take place. Though it wasn’t much information to go off of, it was a concern that Jaikus took seriously - seriously enough to justify making the trip to the planet. After all, it was a planet that Imperial Forces had fought valiantly to seize from the Jedi, and on a personal level, it was a planet that his fiance had nearly died capturing.

And that gave Jaikus all the more reason to zealously stamp out any signs of insurgency, if they even existed at all.

He gave one last look towards his two companions before continuing on ahead, crossing into the threshold of the village. Given the covert aspect of the assignment, Jaikus was dressed a bit more plainly than usual - opting to avoid the sinister Sith armor he usually wore.

Instead, the Axxilan was dressed in standard mercenary armor - the armorweave ensemble providing him some minor protection, while his face was hidden behind a mask. His lightsaber and vibroknife were neatly concealed within a shatterweave compartment in his jacket, easily within reach but invisible to most rudimentary scanners. It was armor that wasn’t likely to draw much attention, blending right in with the common riff-raff and mercenaries who flitted through the settlement.

Jaikus said nothing to the companions who walked nearby, casually weaving his way through some of the villages as they moved. Before long, the Axxilan slipped away from the main thoroughfares and began to maneuver through the sidestreets of the settlement, gradually starting to make his way towards where he had been tipped off about the meeting taking place.

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[Ryujin Izanagi]

The thud of the landing gear touching the ground woke Ryujin from his light slumber, the hissing hydraulics covered the cracking of the joints of his back as he stretched out from the awkward position he had fallen asleep in. The Inquisitor was constantly in a state of tiredness, running from one end of the galaxy to the other, looking to stamp out any threat to the Empire. Like Jaikus in the ISB, Ryujin had received information from Lord Inquisitor Tyrael, about potential dissidents against the Empire.

Although he was acting in his role as Susanoo, Ryujin had forgone the obvious bright red armour of the Inquisitorius and instead had chosen to blend in with the riff raff of the town. Beaten down mercenary armour, more than its fair share of nicks and scuffs covered the body of the Sith, the bottom half of his face was covered by a dummy prosthetic which modulated his voice and breathing. His Inquisitor Lightsaber was hidden within a compartment on his back, a simple blaster pistol strapped to his right leg, helped complete the look of down on his luck mercenary.

Stepping off the shuttle's ramp, Ryujin followed Jaikus through the streets, his eyes always ahead, but The Force sent out in tendrils around him checking for any significant threat to the three of them.

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[Emilia Vuth]

A two floor, medium sized cantina came into view when Emilia turned a corner. As soon as she turned she also got a whiff of the smell emanating from the place, one she was unfortunately use to. It was a mix of smoke, sweaty men, alcohol and other various "aromas" of space-fairing travellers and locals. Cantina music drifted through the air alongside the smell.

Emilia's strides brought her inside the cantina. Past the doors threshold were an assortment of mostly armed aliens sitting at the tables and bar. Most tables were full, but a few were empty or only had lone customers. The small sephi walked past the regular tables to an elevator, but the door to it did not automatically open.

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Two ZDT-410 “Vanisher” security droids with RCS-12 blaster rifle's stood at each side of the elevators doorway, though they said nothing to the sephi who was stopped in front of it. Instead the droids just stared at her as she pressed a button on the holocomm panel at the side of the doorway. A few long, deep beeps later, a small hologram of a larger human popped up in front of the panel.

"Ah, you're here," the voice of the man crackled through the comm. "Come in."

The door to the elevator clicked from the locking mechanisms releasing and then the hologram of the man (one of whom she was meeting) vanished. The door opened with a hiss and Emilia stepped into the elevator, turned around and leaned against a wall with her arms crossed. Once Tiberius entered the elevator the door closed, then the lift brought the pair up to the second floor.

The elevator stopped at the second floor and the door hissed open. When she walked out into the room, it looked like a personal lounge that could be rented out. In the middle of the room was a coffee table and various expensive looking couches and chairs. On the table were snacks, glass cups, bottles of alcohol that reflected the dimmer, coloured lights in the room, and a few other assorted items.

Emilia also noticed the personal bar at the edge of the room, and what looked like a desk near an emergency exist. It was certainly a personal lounge. There were four men on the couches and cushioned chairs around the coffee table. The one who'd spoken to Emilia raised up his hand and gestured to one of the couches. "Have a seat."

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[Tiberius Fenric]

After navigating their way through the maze of back alleys the two Jedi came to a cantina. They entered the building and it was a full body experience. There were all sorts of sights, sounds, and smells. There might have even been a few touches and tastes. The air was hazy with smoke and the seats of the establishment were filled with a diverse cast of characters. No one seemed to pay much attention to the newcomers as they stepped into the cantina.

Tiberius followed Emilia across the room, past the occupied tables. They came to a stop in front of an elevator. As Emilia spoke with the hologram, Tiberius cast a look behind them examining the cantina. When the knight turned back around the hologram disappeared and the elevators opened to grant them entrance. Tiberius nodded to the droids as though he was greeting them as he stepped into the elevator after Emilia.

The doors of the elevator closed behind them and without having to touch a button the elevator started moving. There was a slight increase in gravity as the elevator ascended, but in just a few seconds the doors of the metal box opened again and the two jedi stepped out.

This second floor was much fancier than the first floor, and a little less crowded. The air seemed cleaner up here and didn’t smell quite as much of stale sweat as the downstairs did. Tiberius noted the figures that resided on the chairs and couches that surrounded a coffee table near the center of the room. The two jedi were invited to have a seat. Tiberius stepped forward and accepted the invitation. He took a seat on the indicated couch.

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[Jaikus Thorne]

It only took a few additional minutes of walking - crossing through back alleys and side streets, out of view from the majority of the village - before Jaikus and Ryujin arrived at the entrance of the Cantina, the very same establishment where the Axxilan had received the report about potential suspicious activity. The Axxilan had done some preliminary review of the building before arrival - taking the time to get a better understanding of the floorplan before arrival. He took a moment to glance back at his companion for this mission - giving the Inqusitor an affirmative nod before turning back ahead, crossing through the threshold of the cantina.

The Axxilan allowed his gaze to wander the interior of the establishment for a few seconds, eyes flicking between the crowded tables as he took in the myriad of scents that hung in the air. It was a cantina that resembled thousands of its kind across the galaxy - filled with the brim with fellow mercenaries and criminal scum from wall to wall. Luckily for both himself and Ryujin, it meant that they fit right into the crowds.

He leanded his weight against an adjacent wall, subtly allowing his gaze to wander from the tables to the crowded bar, and then towards the elevator at the far side of the room. He watched as a pair of mercenary-looking individuals were buzzed in past two armed droids, taking the elevator up towards the lounge on the top floor. The Axxilan squinted behind the mask he wore, the sight alone enough to catch his attention.

It didn’t take a genius to deduce that any lowkey, private meeting wasn’t going to occur out in the open, and would almost certainly be relegated to the private lounge on the top floor of the cantina. The presence of the additional droid security - armed to the teeth - added further to the Axxilan’s suspicions that something worth investigating was occuring there.

If his intelligence was accurate - if there was some secret meeting taking place at all - Jaikus was willing to bet it was likely to take place past those pair of droids.

Which, of course, presented the problem of actually getting past security and being buzzed in to the lounge. It was clear that only authorized personnel would be allowed past security, and simply waltzing up to the elevator wasn’t going to get them anywhere. Even if Jaikus was confident he would eliminate the droid security and simply force his way onto the second floor, doing so would blow his cover entirely and give those assembled plenty of opportunity to scatter - ruining any chance of identifying potential insurgence.

And, he had no guarantee of what was even taking place on the second floor without properly investigating.

Jaikus lingered against the wall for several seconds, subtly eyeing the elevator and the rest of the cantina as he pondered a potential solution. His gaze eventually settled upon one of the cantina employees that was stationed behind the bar, the cogwheels in his mind turning as a plan pierced together in his mind. Within a moment or two, the Axxilan turned his attention to Ryujin - a single pulse in the Force echoing out as Jaikus telepathically reached into the Inquisitors mind and informed him of what he planned to do.
Without another word to his companion, Jaikus pushed off the wall where he was standing and began to casually walk back towards the bar - walking past the counter and towards the back room. He didn’t so much as look up at the Mirialan bartender that was serving drinks at that moment, even as he subtly extended his fingers out towards her - the Force extending from his fingertips and wrapping itself around her mind. It was a simple mind trick of the Force - but it was enough to convince the woman, in her mind, that both Jaikus and Ryujin were permitted to move as they pleased without questions. Satisfied, Jaikus continued on his path - vanishing into the room behind the bar.

Within a minute or two, Jaikus emerged from behind the bar once more - running a hand through his hair to fix it into place and adjust the name-tag on his chest. The Axxilan had abandoned the mercenary armor that he had arrived at the cantina in - instead opting for the same uniform that was being worn by the cantina employees and bartender. Even without his face mask, Jaikus took stepped ahead of time to mask his appearance in case he had to remove his helmet - his hair dyed several shades lighter and styled differently, while also wearing a pair of blue-colored contacts.

He glanced back at Ryujin, giving the Inquisitor a single nod before proceeding to make his way towards the elevator. Jaikus knew that attempting to walk into the room under the guise of a common mercenary wasn’t going to get them anywhere, but he mused that attempting to pass himself and Ryujin off as cantina employees - there to man the private bar he knew was located on the second floor lounge - just might do the trick.

Even if it didn’t, and they needed to find an alternative route to the top floor, Jaikus heavily doubted that their current get-up was likely to raise suspicions from the men in that room.

Arriving at the elevator, Jaikus glanced between the two security droids before reaching out to press a button on the panel on the wall - requesting to be buzzed in to the lounge. If the request was answered, the Axxilan would go on to explain his purpose for being there.

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[Ryujin Izanagi]

The sounds and smells of the little town filled Ryujin’s senses as he walked along its streets. Although not one of its largest population centres, there were still enough warm bodies here to allow pretty much anyone with enough grime on their clothes to blend in. The Inquisitor followed Jaikus at a sensible distance, keeping his eyes on the ISB operative and everything that surrounded him. If someone was to attack them, he was more than happy to allow the man to be the bait today.

However, be it good or bad, nothing came of the baited hook and they soon reached the Cantina, both he and Jaikus had been briefed upon. Patrons moved in and out of its large double doors at a good pace, business it seemed was good. Like before he gave Jaikus a moment of alone time in the filthy Cantina before making his own entrance. He didn’t dawdle however beside the operative, instead moving further inside, taking the lay of the land as he did so.

Reaching the main bar Ryujin spotted a pair of individuals head through the main room, they gave neither the bar or any of its patrons a second look and headed straight for a private elevator shaft and room. These were either their targets, or two people who were in the wrong place at the wrong time. “What are you having darling?” Ryujin’s head snapped back to the barmaid who was standing in front of him. “Any Dark Ale you have on Tap will do.” He replied back, his gruff Colony accent adding a little heft to his beaten attire. The barmaid nodded and went back to get his drink.

A ping through The Force touched his mind, Ryujin had little time to digest and respond to the man’s plan before the Operative was next to him at the bar. Tampering with the woman's mind before she got him his drink. “Fine.” He said to himself, pulling himself out of the seat and quickly moved behind the bar. Jaikus had gotten their first and of course had grabbed the uniform that fitted. Ryujin on the other hand was left with a much smaller version of what his colleague was wearing.

After some fidgeting, pulling and a little rip or two the Inquisitor dressed himself. The balck trousers were now ankle swingers and he had to forgo the white shirt entirely, the undersized one he pulled free ripping at the seams when he tried to tie his shoelaces. So he just wore the black waistcoat over his bare torso, the Inquisitor also found a small bum bag, usually used for collecting credits on the rounds between tables this time however it was crammed full with his lightsaber.

Walking out behind Jaikus, the Inquisitor got a few interesting looks from the patrons nearest to the bar, even a wolf whistle from someone in the back. He forced a blush through into his new guise, before following Jaikus up to the elevator door.

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[Emilia Vuth]

Emilia took a seat on the couch that the man gestured to. As she sat, she could feel the softness and quality of the furniture item. It was clear she was meeting up with people, or representatives of people, who had credits lining their pockets. More specifically, people with influence.

While the people downstairs went about their business, the discussion between Emilia and the four men began. "As you know, I have the ability to make sure weapons, armour, medical supplies and anything else that might be needed in the future to be delivered to your people. By showing up here, I hope that you will see how serious I am about providing to your cause."

One of the men shifted slightly in his chair, leaning back and taking a sip from his drink. "And if you don't follow through?"

Emilia studied the man for a fleeting moment. As she usually did, she looked for anything on a persons outward appearance to help her understand them. "Speak to people I gave you a list of directly. They will tell you that I keep my word."

The four men seemed to be studying Emilia back. She hoped they could move onto plans of action, but, it was possible the meeting would only establish trust between them and her. Even if that was the only victory, it was still a victory to her. Later on, they could plan action.

Though before the conversation went on, the buzzer to the front door rang. The main man, Tenth, a larger sized human, who had greeted Emilia while she was at the elevators door, looked down at the device that was buzzing. All four men, and Emilia, looked at one another briefly. No one expected another call, so they were not entirely sure who would be on the other side.

Either way, Tenth answered the call. "Yes?" was all he said. Once his hologram popped up on the device in front of the elevators doors panel, whoever was standing there would be able to hear him as well.

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[Tiberius Fenric]

Sitting on the couch, Tiberius noticed how comfortable this seat was compared to the hard seats in the ship they had rented to get here. Clearly, no expense had been spared in furnishing this upper room. It was as though each of his butt cheeks were being cradled by the soft hands of some majestic being. He glanced down at the cushion he sat on and brushed it gently with his thumb. His gaze came back up to look at the men who were sitting around the coffee table. *Who are these guys?* Tiberius asked himself internally. Clearly, they were the ones with money. No wonder Emilia wanted to speak with them.

It was Emilia who started the conversation. Tiberius turned his head slightly to view the sephi’s profile as she spoke. It was the man to Tiberius left that responded to Emilia’s opening statement and expressed concern about her ability to deliver on her promises. Obviously, these men didn’t know Emilia very well. It was Tiberius experience that Emilia always delivered on her promises, even if that came at great cost to herself. Tiberius recalled fighting the krayt dragon with the sephi and how Mance didn’t believe that she could do it.

Emilia attempted to quell the man’s concerns by referencing a list of references that Emilia had, evidently, sent ahead of them for the men to review and check Emilia’s credibility. There was not much for Tiberius to say at this point. Emilia seemed to have thought of everything and was handling the situation flawlessly. Tiberius was starting to think she had only brought him along to sit here and look pretty.

The talks were interrupted by a buzzer. Like the rest of the occupants of the room Tibeirus looked around to try and figure out who it might be. “Someone order pizza?” the knight said quietly mostly to himself than to anyone in particular.

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[Emilia Vuth]

There were what looked like a pair of servers on the other side of the call. The servers just stared blankly and said nothing. Perhaps they were lost or confused and didn't expect the man's holo to pop up. With the oddness and lack of response, the man cut off the call and looked back to Emilia and the other people in the room.

The four men and Emilia decided to brush off the odd experience and continue their conversation. The man on Emilia's far left spoke first, "We did contact the people on your list. They all vouched for you. If you follow through with your word, you will be aiding this planet in its liberation. Our connections run deep, and we have gathered a lot of intelligence that will help move the process along. But we need you."

Emilia nodded, "And you will have me. You have my word. If you have a list of equipment and supplies you expect you'll need soon, I'll start to have them loaded onto ships."

The four men nodded in return. One was still hesitant about trusting her, but finding someone with both the will and ability to deliver what they needed for this rebellion was not an easy feat. She was their best chance. He'd take the risk, just like Emilia took the risk of showing up to the meeting.

"Now that that is out of the way, I would like to talk about strategy," Emilia said. She hadn't just come here to be a supplier, she had come here to help lead the rebellion. Because, if this rebellion was successful, Emilia hoped to inspire and lead others, all across the Sith Empire.

The small sephi grabbed her datapad off her belt and placed it on the table between everyone. At the top of the open document, there was an insignia in purple:

On the datapad were several names of key sith and imperials overseeing the planet. There were also locations where they spent a lot of their time, and movements they've recently taken, people who got close to them, and more. Then, below that, plans of action. Locations for the rebels to hit, plans of how to hit them. And, the amount of men they'd likely need in order to pull off the hits. Basically, the datapad had everything and anything Emilia could think of for the rebellion to succeed.

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Weeks passed, and the rebellion came to its peak. With no significant opposition, Emilia was able to lead the newly christened rebels to the brink of freedom.

She stood with her lightsaber ignited in front of the last (known) Sith on the planet. He stood behind his desk, his lightsaber ignited. The red glow of his blade tinted his desk. And across the room there was not only Emilia, but Tiberius, and a group of rebels all together. To be united, to see the Sith in such a weakened state, made morale surge.

At this point, Emilia was certain many Jedi might ask the Sith to surrender, but it was not her style. No, not after this Sith had likely murdered hundreds if not thousands of innocent people. Even if the Sith was captured, who was to say he would not escape and murder more?

No, he needed to be stopped.

Emilia moved in, catching the Sith's blade as it came down towards her. And the rebels moved in. It did not take much time before the Sith was shot several times and fell to the ground. The last Sith was dead. The last influence that the Empire had on Dantoonie.

The rebels had won.

Dantoonie was free.

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