Message #294963

[Flipz]

-==IC: Bade==-
"Gotcha, pal, Zamz Bade is on the case!"  Bade pulls out a magnifying glass and holds it to the ground.  He starts for the stairs.

-==IC: Imperial Spy==-
Sal Sabbagano was alone.  That wasn't unusual for Imperial Recon agents, but Sabbagano was expecting company.  Three days earlier, he'd managed to sabotage a nearby Rebel cell by unshielding their nuclear reacor, bombarding everyone with radiation.  He'd sent out a call to Imperial command, informing them he'd be meeting them at the designated rondezvous point, but his handler had yet to show up.  Sal frowned and checked his portable data unit again.  The blasted thing was malfunctioning again--he'd just replaced it before this assignment.  Now he couldn't get a signal from the Imperial data network.  He was going to have serious words with Requisitions & Procurement when he got back to base.  He looked out the balcony for the third time tonight when he realized the faces on his screen matched the ones headed for the bar down the street!  He quickly looked up the records.  "Three Rebels, an Imperial aide and an Imperial science droid--" Yes, it made perfect sense.  The Rebels had kidnapped an aide--an aide to General Tyrr, at that--and a science driod, likely from Research & Development, and were taking them back to their base--inside Club Emerald.  "I always thought that club was suspicious..."  He drew twin Plasma Guns and ran from balcony to balcony along the second story.  When he was ahead of the group, he lept from the second-floor balcony, landing perfectly on the sidewalk below.  "Halt!  In the name of the Empire!"