OOC: Since you've given me free reign for the Imperials' orders, I'll just set up a bunch of 'plot hooks', any of which you can freely pick up or ignore. And I'll leave the GNO alone, since I'm pretty sure Kora would want it that way, too.
-==IC: ??==-
"'Set up an ambush for the Rebels outside of town. Any Imperial who sets foot within the city limits for the next 12 hours will be terminated. Permanently.' Are you sure this is our Queen?"
"The authorization came from her personal comlink. There is no question. However, Reclumen, you must see the clever opportunity our Queen has provided for those of us clever enough to see the implications behind her words."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, for instance, the orders for termination...wouldn't you say those would apply to
all Imperials?"
"You mean...?"
"Yes, indeed. In spite of their change in allegiance, the Imperials within the Rebel stronghold still refer to themselves by that name. They are within the city...therefore, they are to be terminated."
Reclumen snorted. "I thought those orders had already come through."
"Indeed. I believe the Queen has planted an agent among the Rebels, or at least in an area nearby. The time limit of twelve hours indicates she has surreptitiously moved that agent somewhere else in the city--preserving their cover in case we fail, or for use on other Rebel cells. During that small window, we can strike the Rebels without fear of harming our own men."
"But how do we take out the traitors without breaking the Queen's order ourselves?"
"Simple. We don't
set foot in the city."
OOC: Hey Blade, remember those space battles you mentionedyou wanted way back? Well, this'll at least be a step closer to that.
-==IC: Servo==-
As the women left the Rebel base, he followed, uneasy. His general's instincts told him something bad was going to happen tonight, and whatever happened, he needed to be sure E.R.I.N. and Shiza stayed safe.
So, naturally, the two had decided to split up. Servo mentally berated them, glad for once this body had not been given a proper vocabulator. Seeing Bade dutifully--if overdramatically--patrolling the upper level of the base, Servo knew he had made the right decision. No one would protect Shiza more than her own family--or at least, he thought the two were related. The odds of two such unique individuals being unrelated was--
Focus, Servo. The girls were getting out of sight, and he quickened his pace, being sure they wouldn't see him. A part of him felt strange to be accompanying them on this type of outing, but since he was
technically genderless, it didn't feel he would break the rules of a "girls' night out" by tagging along as their chaperone.
Still, he wasn't happy. Outside the base, and with their guards down, any of a thousand small calamities could strike--from food poisoning to mugging to being hit by a hovercar--and that would be bad news for the Rebels. Worse, if E.R.I.N. was destroyed--he stopped that line of thought before it could overwhelm him. The A.I. was quite intelligent, but, like her Intelligence and Recon agents, she had a penchant for risk-taking. Servo smiled mentally. He wondered if she realized she had taken that from him--or rather, the General he'd been back in the day. Regardless, she had passed it on to the rest of I&R, whether
they realized it or not. He chuckled mentally at the irony.
As the girls neared Club Emerald, Servo forced himself to focus. Now was the tricky part. He had to get in there and protect the girls--without their realizing it.
