Ziost - Crown of the Sith Empire

Still groggy and her head still feeling like it was going through the ringer, Lord Tenebrous returned once more to Section IX. It was time to check if they had any solid info from the Wyrm.

Jaheem arrived hoping to learn any new information about the Eagle hunt. The black matte metal of his armored robes mostly concealed beneath the dark fabric around them. His boots make a soft tapping sound as he walks.

He nods to Shaisha "Lord Tenebrous, long night?" He asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Hm... head's still bothersome after the fight yesterday," she rubbed her neck in annoyance, "it will probably go away during the day."

"How you been, Lord Abasi?"

The Wyrm was sitting in the interrogation room and was a rather muscular human male with shaved head and many scars on his frame.

Jaheem nodded "well at least you made it out with nothing more permanent. I am well, hitting a few dead ends on my own investigations but such is the job."

He turned to look at The Wyrm studying the man for a few seconds "Anything out of him yet?"

Section IX has gotten info that the Wyrm is Cassus Fett ad was on Bankor but left when it became obvious the Mandalorians were going to lose. He traveled around and fell in with the eagle as a way to get out his aggression and worked as an enforcer, he worked closely with the Killer who was more of a torture specialist for extracting information.

But he has met the eagle and provided a bief description and after some aggressive displomacy they were able to narrow it down to a single person a Ziost native with no criminal record, named or alias of Palin Vik.

Fixer 71 finished with, “So I did some additional slicing and this file was created fifteen standard years ago by an Imperial Asset at least of Cipher level. Imperial Intelligence should have picked this up if they cared to look, this Palin has been working as a bartender at Eclipse 99, well until recently. Gone to ground, now.”

"Sounds decidedly like an alias, and a fake one to boot," she said, looking at Fixer. "Good work, Fixer."

"If it was legit info, it's more likely that Intelligence would have looked into it already, no?"


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OOC: broken image.

"I need more data before I can commit to a conclusion," Fixer 71 responded.

"Have you been following these trails of code in the public view this past week?" she asked the Fixer, figuring that the woman had been keeping track of most things of interest on the holonet.

“You mean the bits of malivious code infecting most of the Ziost Holonet, sure,” she said chuckling.

“Section IX systems are clean, no thanks to our leader in clicking chief. What about them?”

Well that was a reminder to wipe her terminal back home. Good thing she didn't use it all that much, unless the ones watching liked watching bootleg reruns of Vera Hawke.

"Any chance tracing the source behind them?"

“No single source, the messages were disseminated anonymously across the holonet, some recently and others months ago,” she said with a shrug.

“Lying dormant waiting for a trigger I suppose. Pretty sophisticated for a group of terrorists operating on prayers and foolish dreams.”

Shaisha tapped her chin in thought. "Seems likely they have powerful backers..." not unlike the Children of Revan.

"How did our Wyrm friend here get in touch with the Eagle?"

"Dead drops, it looks like," she responded.

"They met only a few times, face to face."

Jaheem nodded along with the conversation not wanting to interrupt the flow of information, it seemed like Fixer had done a thorough job.