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Even as the sun crested over the horizon, there was a notable buzz to New Aldera. The soft glow of city lights and speeders illuminated the white-stone buildings of the capital city, shining like a beacon across the horizon. It was beautiful to behold, and it made it easy to forget the never ending cycle of strife and warfare that had gripped the adopted Alderaanian homeworld in recent years.
With the splintering of the Empire, New Alderaan had once more declared itself neutral from the rest of the Galaxy, refusing to align with any one government while holding democratic elections locally. Even if some within the ISB had proposed methods to prevent secession, the Warmaster had kept his word to the Galaxy - allowing planets to leave the Empire if they collectively chose to do so. That didn’t mean, however, that the ISB had taken their eyes completely off of such planets.
In recent months, New Alderaan had become a hotbed for Imperial deserters - owing to its pacifist ideals and familiarity with Imperial citizens. While most of them were low-level privates and military personnel that the Empire didn’t care to pursue beyond their borders, there was one man in particular that had drawn their attention. Anders Kalico had once been a scientist and followers of the Sith Eternal, continuing his service beneath both Sith Empresses. With the split with the Empire, Anders had disappeared from the Galaxy. In recent months, however, the man had re-appeared - making his presence known on New Alderaan. For reasons classified to both Cipher Eight and Three, Anders was marked as a priority kill target - supposedly in possession of intelligence that made him a threat to Imperial security.
They were given no other details on what the man possessed, but their orders to eliminate him at all costs were not ambiguous.
Cipher Eight had arrived on the planet a few days prior to their mission date - slipping into his usual routine when adopting a new identity. As casually as could be, the Agent made his rounds to gain a layout of New Aldera, picking up some basic gig-work. He’d become a regular face at the local caf-house - all in an effort to sell his identity and play down any suspicion of his arrival. When their rendezvous date arrived, however, Eight began to make his way towards the agreed upon location.
He was dressed casually for the day - sporting a pair of dress pants, shoes and button-down shirt. From his neck hung a stylish chain necklace, coupled with a chrono on his wrist and sunglasses. His outfit was complete with neatly styled hair and the scent of cologne filling the air around him. While there were some more rugged types amongst the ISB, Eight prided himself on a crisp and refined getup.
He casually strolled down an alley off the main drag of New Aldera, turning a few corners and moving out of the bustling crowds. It didn’t take him long to stumble upon a small townhouse that had been acquired and cleaned by ISB for their usage - slipping inside with a passcode entered into the front door panel. Eight knew that his partner would be arriving before long, if the fellow Cipher wasn’t there already. He glanced around, taking in a breath.
“Definitely beats most ISB hideouts,” He said aloud.
With the splintering of the Empire, New Alderaan had once more declared itself neutral from the rest of the Galaxy, refusing to align with any one government while holding democratic elections locally. Even if some within the ISB had proposed methods to prevent secession, the Warmaster had kept his word to the Galaxy - allowing planets to leave the Empire if they collectively chose to do so. That didn’t mean, however, that the ISB had taken their eyes completely off of such planets.
In recent months, New Alderaan had become a hotbed for Imperial deserters - owing to its pacifist ideals and familiarity with Imperial citizens. While most of them were low-level privates and military personnel that the Empire didn’t care to pursue beyond their borders, there was one man in particular that had drawn their attention. Anders Kalico had once been a scientist and followers of the Sith Eternal, continuing his service beneath both Sith Empresses. With the split with the Empire, Anders had disappeared from the Galaxy. In recent months, however, the man had re-appeared - making his presence known on New Alderaan. For reasons classified to both Cipher Eight and Three, Anders was marked as a priority kill target - supposedly in possession of intelligence that made him a threat to Imperial security.
They were given no other details on what the man possessed, but their orders to eliminate him at all costs were not ambiguous.
Cipher Eight had arrived on the planet a few days prior to their mission date - slipping into his usual routine when adopting a new identity. As casually as could be, the Agent made his rounds to gain a layout of New Aldera, picking up some basic gig-work. He’d become a regular face at the local caf-house - all in an effort to sell his identity and play down any suspicion of his arrival. When their rendezvous date arrived, however, Eight began to make his way towards the agreed upon location.
He was dressed casually for the day - sporting a pair of dress pants, shoes and button-down shirt. From his neck hung a stylish chain necklace, coupled with a chrono on his wrist and sunglasses. His outfit was complete with neatly styled hair and the scent of cologne filling the air around him. While there were some more rugged types amongst the ISB, Eight prided himself on a crisp and refined getup.
He casually strolled down an alley off the main drag of New Aldera, turning a few corners and moving out of the bustling crowds. It didn’t take him long to stumble upon a small townhouse that had been acquired and cleaned by ISB for their usage - slipping inside with a passcode entered into the front door panel. Eight knew that his partner would be arriving before long, if the fellow Cipher wasn’t there already. He glanced around, taking in a breath.
“Definitely beats most ISB hideouts,” He said aloud.
@Phoenix
