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Post by Darth Malvus on May 19, 2014 6:26:16 GMT -8
Valstrol was curious about the same point that the General brought up; if the Vault had already been raided before or not. His depraved uncle, Cygnus, had spent much money on ensuring the Vaults were tight and secure. However, with him dead, that security had been unmanned and without maintenance for years. As attention was brought to Bria, the Sith decided to speak the truth about her.
Lady Bria is the widow of the late Raven Tarkin, Emperor of the Tarisian and Fourth Galactic Empires. She had been left behind on Taris and I found her on my travels from Kuat to Eriadu. Her stake will be found once the Vaults are open. If anything there is nothing we do not need from the Vaults, the Empire is welcomed to take their share.
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Post by The Major on May 19, 2014 12:25:14 GMT -8
Ah, but what about his true commander? What if she wanted something? And what about the general himself? Certainly there was some untold glory that he could make use of.
Shoving thoughts of selfishness aside, Seitz makes a mental note about the true nature of Bria. So that was all that was left, hm? An ex-wife, and a half blood cousin. What a sordid state the galaxy was in, when families as illustrious as the Tarkins were reduced to scour the corners of a once great empire just for hidden treasures?
What could be done but to make use of what was available.
"I'll have to dispatch a basic combat unit to escort you both and dispatch with any lemmings who may attempt to take advantage of your situation. Though surely you are both capable, it might go a long way with the media if they see some troopers interacting cooperatively with... foreigners."
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Post by The Major on Jun 1, 2014 13:44:36 GMT -8
At some point immediately after the meetings here take place, a large portion of the Reich troops currently holding control over the planet are mobilized and prepared for deployment in a spread out objective across the surface of the planet. Although the groups are divided up into various task forces, the scope of the mission had to be far reaching: the smallest organic units were battalions. Dark, intimating, politically incorrect arrows are drawn upon digital maps; these arrows spring across a large portion of the contested territory. At the predetermined hour, they begin their combination advance. In total, 20,000 were being committed to the movement, with another 10,000 in reserve.
It was going to be a bright night in the city.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jun 5, 2014 15:59:43 GMT -8
I thank you for your assistance, General. No wonder Eriadu is so well taken care of since the demise of the Tarkin family and its grip over this planet. Please, as a member of the family, I ask that you continue watching over this glorious Imperial world.
And with that, the Sith departed with Bria in tow. They would take a hoverlift to the top level where the dropship and combat unit were awaiting them. The Sith adjusted his hood as he approached whoever was in command.
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Post by The Major on Jun 9, 2014 7:02:33 GMT -8
"Of course. A dropship will be waiting for you on the rooftop of this structure. It's just going to be a standard military grade but you don't seem squeamish about such things. The combat element that will be escorting you will try to meet you at your destination by the time you arrive there."
It seemed like that was all the general had to say for now, unless Horica had any more questions or requests.
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Post by The Major on Jun 30, 2014 20:47:04 GMT -8
Back to the cleaning and collection. Irony abounds with aggressive treasure hunting. It was not like diving into a vault and maneuvering traps and tests upon the behest of Dr. Jones' diary. This was a simple affair: find the undesirables and other state perverts, serve them warrants and other such official documents, pepper the area with summarily dispensed verdicts depending on the record, do the same to family, do the same to the friends who'll miss the recently disposed, do the same unto the family of the friends who'll miss the recently sentenced, and collect their estates for the use of the state. Well, really, for the use of the military, but who pays attention to such things when those who resist and claim due process are opened like cheap tin cans on the street? Madness it seemed. More accurately, life was Hell and short for those with ties to criminal activity and other such organized crime. At least, today it wasn't good to be considered such while on Eraidu.
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Post by Ramiel Diux on Jul 6, 2014 10:26:14 GMT -8
Diux stood upon the entrance of the visitor, partly out of respect, though also partly out of instinct and a distaste of having unknown others moving about and standing behind him. As the General and visitor introduced themselves, Ram nodded back in polite response. He listened silently to the back and forth as the true Sith explained the situation, Ram making note of the man's face as well as that of his female companion. After all, it was not every day that one met the ex-wife of a former ruler, or maybe in many cases it was. In either case he made eye contact and nodded to her in turn before turning away and stepping over to the window to gaze out upon the view as the other two continued their exchange. Once finished, Ram turned back to the young General and bowed his head to the departure of the two in their exploring search of the vault. Speaking again after long length, Ram prompted.
"Now, where were we?"
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 21, 2014 20:44:54 GMT -8
"Of course. A dropship will be waiting for you on the rooftop of this structure. It's just going to be a standard military grade but you don't seem squeamish about such things. The combat element that will be escorting you will try to meet you at your destination by the time you arrive there."
It seemed like that was all the general had to say for now, unless Horica had any more questions or requests.
Later the Sith felt the feel the landing of the dropship as they arrived. He was the first to step out and gaze at the grand estate. Valstrol glances around the area, taking note of former security emplacements which had fallen into ruin since the silence of the Tarkin Family. |
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Post by Dice on Jul 29, 2014 9:16:01 GMT -8
Dice had ben wandering, her coarse white cloth cloak draped around her and most of her face, if she looked up others would only see her eyes. Each a different color, blue and green. Sensing she was going to run into something she stopped and looked up from the ground.
Where was she?
She shook her head. Yep she needed something to do, other than walk and wander, and what was that?
"Woah"
What else could describe what she was looking at?
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 29, 2014 9:24:27 GMT -8
Valstrol was walking outside the Tarkin Estates as the squad of troopers assigned to him were trying to crack the security locks of the Estate. Even with it being abandoned, the Estates were a sealed fortress, a vault that was impossible to open. If this continued, the Sith would be forced to resorting a forceful entry. He hears a progress report from one of the troopers, saying they have deciphered at least half of the lock's security grid.
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Post by Dice on Jul 29, 2014 9:33:56 GMT -8
Dice looked at the fortress, it was obvious it hadn't been in working order for a while. Its size was impressive. Her interest was caught with the bustling activity at its walls.
So someone wants in?
Dice looked from one end to the other, watching the movements as she moved closer. She barely stopped in time before someone bowled her over in their haste to get somewhere. She bit her lip, irritated but ignored it.
Huh? No ones concerned about little old me walking about.
She smiled the corners of her eyes crinkling.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 29, 2014 9:48:18 GMT -8
Valstrol remains by the gunship for now as the troopers continued their work. He sighs lightly then his gaze turns to look in a direction behind the gunship. Someone else was approaching. A guard came around the corner and gestured to the other side of the gunship.
My Lord, there is a woman approaching the drop zone.
I will deal with it. Thank you, Captain.
He stood up from where he originally was and began to walk around the gunship. The Sith wondered who was the unknown woman approaching the drop zone by the Estate. He pauses on the other side of the gunship, watching the female walking towards the place. Valstrol crosses his arms, watching her carefully.
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Post by Dice on Jul 29, 2014 9:57:25 GMT -8
Ever get that feeling, someone's watching you and all the hair on your arms and the back of your neck stands on end?
Beneath her cloak Dice rubbed her arms, attempting to make the feeling go away. She looked around sharply eyes narrowed.
Oh so someone does care about little old me?
She blew an annoyed raspberry. She looked the male over, crossing her arms mimicking him. She raised an eyebrow at him.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 29, 2014 10:10:52 GMT -8
The Sith noticed as the woman appeared to be mimicking him. The crimson male after a few moments then took long strides to approach to the stranger. As the male approached, Dice would notice that his figure was getting taller and taller. Valstrol was a tall Sith after all and his imposing height was what made him intimidating. He pauses just ten feet in front of her before speaking.
What are you doing here?
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Post by Dice on Jul 29, 2014 10:14:27 GMT -8
Dice hadn't intended to anger him, though the smile fell from her face as he approached.
What was in the water he was drinking growing up?
"I was walking, until I almost got ran over by one of your workers and now Im looking."
She paused and looked back to the fortress.
"So how are you planning to get in?"
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 29, 2014 10:19:26 GMT -8
The Sith glances in the direction of the Estates before looking at the curious woman.
Hacking the main frame of the defense grid. The Tarkin Estates haven't been opened in years now, so no one will mind it. After all, the Mad Tarkin is dead.
Valstrol looks around for a moment, wondering how the female got here so easily. Then his gaze fell upon her.
Why did you come here?
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Post by Dice on Jul 29, 2014 10:30:14 GMT -8
"Do you think it will work?"
I mean it was old, and broken down looking in some spots, would the main frame still be in working order?
She shook her head, It hasn't been used doesn't mean it was broken.
"My feet carried me" she deadpanned. She honestly didn't know.
"I was thinking and then I looked up and I was here."
Well it was close enough to the truth. I was thinking, and walking and then I noticed this place and then I got curious.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 29, 2014 10:33:03 GMT -8
The Estate is hardly broken at all. If there was one thing about my Uncle, he spent plenty of money to ensure the Estates security protocols lasted for generations. Ensuring obstacles for anyone who dared to enter.
Valstrol turns to look at the Estate, remembering the rants and raves of the Mad Tarkin, Cygnus and his spoiled cousin, Adolph. The Sith snorts quietly at the thought of those two. Then his gaze glances at Dice.
I had best return to my work then. Place is almost open.
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Post by Dice on Jul 29, 2014 10:42:09 GMT -8
Overcome with curiosity Dice walks foreword. She jumps back trying to appear like she handt moved.
"Mind if I take a peek?"
She tried to smile up innocently, not like it would have been noticeable.
Annoying itchy thing anyway.
While she hated the cloak she liked it, she dropped the cowl and reached a hand back to scratch her neck.
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Post by Darth Malvus on Jul 29, 2014 10:52:13 GMT -8
Valstrol pauses in his stride as he looks back at the woman. She seemed like the type who wouldn't take no for an answer. Perhaps though a companion would be nice. The Sith gestures for her to follow.
Alright then. Just don't touch anything.
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