Force Recon (LM5)

[Col. Hala Moraal]

Open to Tyber, up to three other potential combatants with confirmed links to Tyber or Hala, and non-combatants.

Choosing a time that should have a minimal potential impact on the club above them, Hala shared both the official maps on file as well as the unofficial one generated a few days ago. She twirled a security key card idly in her hands as she explained what little she knew of the space beneath the club known as the 'Temple'.

There wasn't an awful lot to go on, actually. But the team was headed to where her intelligence had trailed off, in the sewers beneath the club. Previously coordinating with IIS, hopefully they would be able to pick up anyone who left the club on the streets above.

In full battle dress, she carefully lead the group to the target...

[Lt. Tyber Rook]

The Mandalorian was fully equipped, even with his pack, though deep inside the temple, it behooved oneself to always be ready. His hand gripped the multi-goo gun, his breathing steady as he checked the comm link and goggles inside his helmet.

"Ready whenever you are, Colonel." His voice was steady, without waivering. He nodded to the others that were engaging the enemy.

[Jaheem Abasi]

Jaheem joined them, he was excited to test the capabilities of his new lightsaber crystal. He inclined his head to the two military representatives. "Liuetenant, Colonel. Thank you for informing me of this raid. I look forward to apprehending this criminal and getting that much closer to closing in on this Eagle." Besides he was sure there would be plenty of targets to kill as well and Jaheem had plenty of aggression to let out.

[Col. Hala Moraal]

Hala greeted Jaheem with her customary deferential nod.

"I also look forward to dealing with this ongoing security issue. That said my lord, I do not have any intelligence as to a specific High Value Target such as one of the Talons. I am hopeful we might discover one, or evidence that will lead us to further arrests. I do not know what we are going to find, we are here to ask that question. But I will be glad to share intelligence obtained from any detainee with you and your office.

Hala then shot Tyber a casual smile and flexed her armor, of clear Mandalorian origin with the Fett sigil carefully etched near the right shoulder. It had since been slightly modified to indicate her rank, Imperial insignia, and other personalizations but its history was clear. She flexed her right hand carefully around the handle of a plasteel riot shield and hefted it to adjust it along her forearm.

[Lt. Tyber Rook]

(Ooc: Using my Informant talent for this session to have someone on the inside of the Temple, would this be possible.)

Mandalorian armor suits her...

He was grateful for his helmet keeping the way he looked at her as he appraised the Fett armor, or hiding the red in his face from watching her . He checked the goo gun gas cartridge, feeling confident.

A flourish, and it disappeared into it's panel in his armor.

The servos whipped it out again in an instant, getting the feel for the new modification.

[Jaheem Abasi]

Jaheem looked at the two of them "With so many officers wearing mandalorian armor our troops may believe you find the imperial armorers lacking." He said casually in a vaguely neutral tone.

[Lord Tenebrous]

The morning had occupied her with a lot of briefing on the current situations, some angry shouting at why there was inter-departmental disagreements when there was obvious terrorist-attacks occurring on Ziost, and then followed with some more debriefing, briefing, and follow-up on leads.

And so that led Lord Tenebrous to the shindig, suited up in her sleek black armor with an attached cloak, ready to get into this. Unlike the Mandalorian armors, hers seemed more made for maneuverability and stealth, though armoring had been worked into the material to make it even more durable than one would expect from such armor.

"Colonel, it's been a while," she said calmly, fixing on her mask in preparation of having to deal with poor vision inside. "Lord Abasi." Jaheem was given a respectful nod.

[Col. Hala Moraal]

"Lord Tenebrous," Hala said, smiling as she greeted the Aspirant with a deferential nod.

"Lord Abasi," she said, turning her head to the other Sith Aspirant, "I'm not an infantry officer any more. I have not been issued field kit in quite a long time. If I had standard pattern armor, I would of course be in uniform. Things being what they are, I opted for what protective gear I had on hand. Neither of these are regulation, either."

She added the last part with a smile as she lifted her shield again, then turned it to reveal a tiny blaster, small enough to fit up ones sleeve, clasped securely in a small holster on the back.

[Lt. Tyber Rook]

"Special forces are allowed certain leeway, my Lord. Trooper armor is fine on its own." He nodded low to the Aspirant, and when the other Lord approached, his posture straightened, standing at attention.

[Jan Melmoar]

Jan appeared quietly, definitely not having been listening around a corner or anything. The rep shoots Rook some finger guns before nodded respectfully to Hala and bows for the two Sith.

In contrast to all the weapons and armour (of which she is a big fan) Jan is wearing her usual dress, although now complete with multiple weapons, packs and belts. Her only hint of nerves is the way her eyes occasionally dart around the area.

((I think there's still a slot I can sneak in to? XD ))

[Lord Tenebrous]

"At ease, lieutenant," Shaisha assured the man. She looked between those gathered behind the red lens of her mask. "We want live capture for questioning, yes?"

[Lt. Tyber Rook]

"Yes, ma'am." He returned to his more relaxed posture. There was a nod to Jan, glad to see the Major.

"Top priority is live capture to track down and acquire the identity of the terrorist known as the Eagle."

[Col. Hala Moraal]

Hala studies the unfamiliar woman politely, returning her greeting.

"You assisted with the peace keeping four days ago, correct ma'am? I am Colonel Hala Moraal."

[Jan Melmoar]

Hala studies the unfamiliar woman politely, returning her greeting.

"You assisted with the peace keeping four days ago, correct ma'am? I am Colonel Hala Moraal."

"That's correct colonel"
She extends a long hand with some vigour, her mouth forming an equally long smile.
"I'm Jan Melmoar, the Czerka Corp rep. Lieutenant Rook has told me all about you. I couldn't possibly forgo something like this....."

[Col. Hala Moraal]

"Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Melmoar," she said, shaking the proffered hand.

"Everyone ready?"

[Lord Tenebrous]

"Yes," Tenebrous nodded after a last minute check of her weaponry; lightsabers, stun grenades, shock glove, combat knife. All good.

[Dapper Dog]

The interior is not terribly packed but not empty either with people getting a morning drink and a bartender working the counter yawning. Tyber recognizes his duros buddy getting a morning pick me up at the bar.

Cantina music plays but not loudly.

[Col. Hala Moraal]

(( Don't you get to the Temple/the underworks of the Eclipse through the sewers? I thought that was the case, and therefore where we were starting? ))

[Jaheem Abasi]

Jaheem drew close to the group and spoke in hushed tones so as to not carry far from where they were. "If you find suspicious targets point me to them and I will see if I can pick up anything incriminating from their thoughts."

[Dapper Dog]

(( Don't you get to the Temple/the underworks of the Eclipse through the sewers? I thought that was the case, and therefore where we were starting? ))

OOC: It connects to an old disused sewer system but the entrance is inside the club, there may be other entrances but they did not discover them.