Suspicion on Solyiat Run-On: Team Sodd’s Law
Jasper Arlow https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/members/9933
Droveth Kathera Vectivi https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/members/7377
As tensions arise between the two mining corporations on Solyiat, a confidential informant has brought forth evidence of an even more sinister plot…
In teams of 3-5 members, you are being tasked with gathering intelligence to support the claims of Dove, both on Solyiat itself and within the greater area of the Kiast System. Choose to have your team focus either on the planetary issues or outside of the planet.
Each team member must write 2 posts of at least 250 words per post (with no maximum word count) to qualify for placement at the end of the competition. No Back-to-back posting will be allowed — For example, if one member were to post, then immediately after place their second post, that team will be disqualified.
Entries must be posted in the Run-On section of discourse with a thread heading of [Hoth SoS], followed by a creative but appropriate team name. The opening post of the thread must list the members of your team by name and PIN.
Editing of posts will be allowed until someone after you has made their post. Once a following post has been made, you are no longer allowed to edit posts.
If you have an Alternate character with an approved CS and loadout, then you will be able to use them in your Run-On. Same deal for NPCs.
The Voice Run-On Rubric will be used to grade the entries and Clusters of Ice will be awarded as per the Voice Guidelines.
Trepus Mining Facility
Arcia Cortel leaned back in her chair and pulled at the base of her jacket, smoothing the creases that had formed in her uniform. Her eyes darted back and forth between the screens in front of her, displaying shipping logs and transaction records. The information flew by in a blur, but she took careful note of any discrepancies. After all, Arcia had been through these files half a dozen times already. If there were any trace of Hoth on this ship, it was very well hidden.
The ship itself was something of a marvel, a rusted out corpse of an old G9 freighter that didn’t even look like it could fly. When Arcia had taken it up for a test run within the atmosphere, she could hear the wind whistling through the holes in the hull. Onboard Navigations cut out within ten minutes in the air; Luckily she knew her way around Solyiat. That was two weeks ago, and the overall appearance of the freighter hadn’t changed much.
‘Good,’ the former JTF Commander thought to herself as she reached down and retrieved her datapad. ‘I don’t want anyone looking twice at this ship.’ Arcia swiped through the dossiers nonchalantly, having already poured over the information available. She stopped at the two Jedi; one she had worked with before, but the other was little more than a con man. While she valued their skills in the moment, Arcia still felt they would be better off without them. Using the Force would attract unwanted attention and would draw eyes back to Hoth, exactly what she was trying to avoid.
The entire purpose of this mission was to get in and out quickly and quietly, two things in her experience rarely happened when the Force was involved. A team of trained soldiers under her command would do a much more efficient job, but unfortunately it wasn’t her call to make anymore.
Dove hadn’t given much information, but she did know something very suspicious had been happening in the Kiast System, and it all lead back to Governor Kopchak and the Thratch Mining Corporation. Arcia had been tasked with leading a team to find out what was really happening, but without knowing what situation they were getting into, it would be hard to prepare them. The sound of metal clanging together drew her back to the moment and she yelled down into the lower compartments of the ship.
“What are you doing down there, Arlow?” A muffled, but cheerful voice echoed back up into the cockpit.
“…and yer just gonna hav’ta see this fer yerself, ‘cause I ain’t never seen nothin’ EVER like this…” The young woman’s rambling abruptly stopped, as she likely caught interest in something else and moved on. Arcia heard footsteps coming up the loading ramp, and turned to see the Jensaarai, Tarvitz, standing there to greet her with a warm smile.
“Hello, Commander. It is a pleasure to work with you again.” The Alderaanian extended his hand as he spoke. Arcia looked him up and down, taking note of his trooper armor. His cybernetic eye followed her movements closely as he waited. After a few tense moments for the Jedi, she nodded a sign of approval.
“What took you so long? You will find Arlow below in the wing compartments, doing some last minute repairs. I believe you two are already acquainted, for one reason or another.” The Jensaarai nodded and hurried away from that uncomfortable conversation to a more pleasant one.
As he climbed down the ladder and out of sight, a hulking figure in shadow trooper armor stomped up the ramp, montrals poking out the sides of his helmet. She recognized him as Keiji Suoh, the Togruta Mercenary. He loomed over Arcia, but she stood straight and looked him in the face with the same icy stare. Keiji removed his helmet and bowed slightly, being the first to avert his gaze. A voice called out from outside the ship.
“Hey Keiji! You big lug, you were … supposed to … wait for me!” A bald robed man came sprinting up the ramp, panting as he spoke. He reached the top and bent down to catch his breath, removing his robes and throwing them to the side. “You know, you walk at a very brisk pace. And you don’t look like you would.” He wiped the sweat from his brow and turned to Arcia, bowing low and extending his arms.
“ Hello there, I’m Drove-”
“I know who you are, and I know what you do. We do not have any room for your jokes and tricks on this mission. If you plan on doing anything remotely prank-like, turn around and walk back down that ramp,” Arcia spoke coolly and firmly, but Droveth just smiled and stood at attention.
“I would never dream of compromising our mission, Sir!” He threw his hand up in a mock salute. “You can count o-”
“Sarcasm will not be tolerated either. You are now part of the crew and the safety of my crew is of utmost importance. If you risk your life or any of your teammates, I will not hesitate to drop you off on the nearest rock. You have been warned.” Arcia turned on her heel and directed her attention to the rest of the team, who had gathered in the loading bay. If the she was going to last the length of the mission, she would have to keep her conversations with Droveth short, lest she make good on the rumors and throw him out the airlock. The bald Jedi slunk down into a seat beside Keiji and crossed his arms, disheartened.
“She doesn’t like you already,” Keiji leaned over and whispered into the Knight’s ear. “That didn’t take very long.” Droveth shook his head and scoffed.
“She just needs to warm up to me. You’ll see.” Tarvitz, who was now positioned on the opposite side of the Togruta, chuckled softly and leaned towards the Jedi.
“You don’t know Colonel Cortel, do you?” Their conversation was interrupted as Arcia spoke to the crew.
“You have all already been briefed, but I would like to reiterate that this is a reconnaissance mission. I do not expect for us to have any engagement with either Thratch or PMC operatives. However, if the situation is truly as ridiculous as our informant has implied, we may face heavy resistance.” Arcia paused as Jasper raised her hand, letting out an audible sigh. “Yes, Arlow?”
“Ya think Rex can come sit up’ere with us, or does he hav’ta sit down there tha whole time?”