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[Raithos Bodost]

*Lieutenant General Bodost hadn't been back at IRSB headquarters for more than a few days, and was already overwhelmed by the amount of administrative duties now waiting for him now that he was Acting Director of the IRSB. Promotions to deal with, reports to follow, and now not only did the IRSB have to manage its own duties, but in the absense of the royal guard, they were also charged with the immediate protection of important members of the Imperial Republic. Raithos let out a deep sigh as he filed another report, relief that was quickly dashed as his eyes once more ran themselves over the massive pile of things that still needed to be done. Quickly reading through the report filed to him from the branch office on Felucia, he immediately commed the Underdirector of Investigatons.*

"I have a mission for one of your top Field Agents."

"Very well, I'll send someone to your office by the end of the day."

"Thank you, that's all."

*Raithos clicked of his com and got back to work as the Undirector of Investigations sent out the message for Lieutenant McVale to immediately make his way to the Acting Director's office.*

Edited by Raithos Bodost, 17 December 2008 - 02:24 PM.

[Timothy McVale]

Timothy McVale was leaning back in a chair in a breakroom catching a little nap before returning to duty when he received a message over his comm. It was Lieutenant General Bodost. Tim let the chair down, and made his way to the Lieutenant's office.

Tim gave a quick rap on the door followed by a quick "Come in."

Tim step in and shut the door gently. He turned around to face Lieutenant General Bodost, and gave a quick salute.

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

[Raithos Bodost]

*Tim step in and shut the door gently. He turned around to face Lieutenant General Bodost, and gave a quick salute.*

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Lieutenant, sit down." Lieutenant General Bodost motioned to the chair in front of him, Lieutenant McVale quickly taking a seat. After Lieutenant McVale had taken a seat, Raithos handed him a datapad containing the picture of a Gossam, dressed in full commando gear, with a heavy blaster wrapped around his waist. "Nes Rea." Raithos gave Lieutenant McVale some time to scan through the datapad before continuing, in addition to the picture it included the biographical and occupational history of Major Rea, or as much as the IRSB knew at least. "Some time last night, Rea led an attack on a medical transport heading between labratories on the planet Felucia. The exact contents of what was stolen are unknown at this time, only that it was part of medical research being done there. Your mission is to assmble a squad of agents and travel to Felucia to retrieve the stolen merchandise and capture Rea. You will recieve further briefing upon arrival on the planet. Any questions?"

"No, sir."

"Good luck, Lieutenant."

[Timothy McVale]

"Good luck, Lieutenant."

and with that, Tim stood up and gave a salute before heading out the door.

His first real mission. Sure he's handled small time crimes, consisting of petty theives, but nothing of this scale. He was a little anxious. He walked a little bit faster to get to his destination.

He arrived were large group of agents were resting between assignment.

"Alright listen up." his voice cracking a tiny bit at the first syllable "We got an assignment on Felucia. Delta squad come with me."

Ten young men looked amongst themselves before getting up and following Tim out the door.

The squad geared up and loaded onto a shuttle. It was a long and quite ride. Tim filled them in with what information he could. Other than that, not a word was spoken.

They finally touched down on Fellucia. Tim stepped off the shuttle. A local agent greeted him at the foot of the ramp. "The Bureau Chief is this way, sir." he said as he began to head of towards the buildings.

Tim looked at his men. "Get set to move out." he turned and followed to meet with the local Bureau Chief.

[Raithos Bodost]

"Lieutenant McVale," Brigadier General Fellin was a tall, clean cut human with dark eyes and darker hair, with a voice that was much softer than his rank and stature would suggest, "please, come into my office."

*Lieutenant McVale followed Brigadier General Fellin into the General's fairly spacey office in the Felucian IRSB building.*

"You've already been briefed on the generalities of the mission, but here are some more specifics." Brigadier General Fellin clicked on the holoscreen in his office as he went through a brief presentation. "Lieutenant, meet the Keres virus." The first screen was that of a group of fairly healthy looking members of various species but mostly humans. Within a couple of screens, the scene was much worse; blood seemed to be pouring out of wounds that had formed very quickly, a sight that just got worse through each slide until eventually Fellin stopped at one of each of the earlier victims dead in a pool of blood. At which point, the General clicked the screen to a black screen. "These are scenes from our first exposure to it, here on Felucia. Just over one day after first contact, the results are universally fatal. It causes the body's vascular system to expand to the point of breaking.However, there's a catch, unless introduced directly into the bloodstream, Keres has difficulty breaching the vascular wall to begin with and simply dies off. Due to the rapid fatality time, work on a cure has always been sort of race between those who can weaponize it to overcome this weakness and those who can cure it. Local medical researchers had been working on a such a cure and had been showing promising signs. The only known copies of the virus in its entirety were being moved from one lab to another here in Kway Teow where there would be more security for the research. That was what was stolen. We fear that unless it is secured immediately, the virus will fall into the wrong hands and our research twisted to weaponize the virus." Brigadier General Fellin then clicked the holoscreen to a map overall of the surrounding area. "Based on your predictions, the attackers came from here." Fellin pointed to a black dot in the middle of a marsh. "The Dead Bottle Hall, a local gathering place for pirates and smugglers. Unfortunately, Felucia is plagued by them and we are more or less helpless to shut them down, either too small for us to find or too well protected for us to assault without military support. I can give you whatever support you need and even round up local militia to assist you. Is there anything else you need to know?"

[Jared Quinn]

IRSB Lt Takeshi had been called to Brig General Fellin's office and given the same briefing that McVale had received a short time earlier, He was being sent in since contact had been lost with the other lieutenant shortly after his briefing; Franco absorbed the information and at the moment was heading out of the IRSB building. He had a few contacts that owed him for favors he had done in the past, he knew he would need their help on this operation since the magnatude of what Fellin had told him warrented full use of his repretoir to gain the information he needed.

Thomas paged the com number of a informant he had kept on a extremly short leash as of recently, he figured the stoolie bothan would give him the information he needed and quickly; After paging his informat he headed back to his loft to change from his uniform into something less inconspicious given his destination. He also pulled out a old ELG-3A from under his bed before strapping it under his arm, the weapon would be far less noticable then his issued pistol given the type of sentients that frequented places like The Dead Bottle Hall, After he pulled on a light grey coat Franco left the loft and headed down to the garage to get his speederbike.

He stepped off the lift and headed for the electric green XR-10 Shadowhawk speederbike, he used the bike for operations like this; it took him only a few moments to slip into traffic and start heading for The Dead Bottle Hall. He didn't know what would be waiting for him there but steeled himself for it.It took Franco around 20 minutes to arrive at the Dead Bottle Hall, he saw the hustle and bustle of activity around it which piqued his interest; the small docket he had recieved about the tavern outlined what type of people frequented it.

A few moments later Franco walked into the tavern and took a look around, he saw a few faces that were on wanted posters back at the HQ but didn't bother to even approach them since he wasn't there for them. He made his way over to bar and found a seat before ordering himelf a kauti sunrise, he nodded to the tender and slid a credchit across the counter."Looking for a bit of information."

Edited by Jared Quinn, 17 February 2009 - 08:37 PM.

[Jared Quinn]

Franco slid the credchit back into his pocket before looking at the Twi'lek for a moment his hand wrapping around the Kuati sunrise."Looking for a bit of work actually, was hoping to find some here. You wouldn't happen to know of anyone?" Franco had a feeling he would have to go deep cover to get the information he needed and that posed a series of problems in itself currently. The only good thing he had going for him was his recent transfer to Felucia.

Franco continued wait for the Twi'leks response as he watched those in the Dead Bottle hall wondering which of those present were the ones he was looking for since the only picture he had was of Major Rea and not those working with him at the moment.