The Start of a Search {Open || Talau}

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The Bustling streets of Nar Shadaa's New Vertica city tended to have a nasty, dirty feeling that clung to the skin, made the Human that strode through them feel as though he were covered in Hutt slime. It bothered him, but he had a mission of his own to complete, something that needed to be done, and before he and the men in his unit could rush in, Blasters blazing, Information was needed.

As such, Information was Damien's main goal today, and pushing his way through the crowd as politely as possible, he smirked, seeing the Figure that he had been told would meet him in his Destination, a Small Tapcafe that served Smugglers usually. Running his fingers over the Stubble on the crown of his head, the Commando sighed softly, the need to Shave his head passing through his mind as he checked his sidearm, a blaster pistol of generic make and moved to sit across from the "Informant"

They Tell me that you have some intel on our Missing Major the Sergent said, raising an eyebrow as he looked the other figure over, keeping his hands on the table. It took a lot of convincing and promising for me to get them to let me come and meet you here, so something that'd work as a Decent lead would be Greatly Appreciated...

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Jade looked up over his cup of jawa juice and blinked red eyes at the man. So, the military had decided to help after all. It wasn't surprising as his sister WAS one of their pet projects lately...or so it seemed. The poor thing had been getting nothing but bum rap lately from superior and lower alike, and she, unfortunately, could do little about it. She was, however, a Major, and in charge of the kolto mine security on Manaan...the army must have been hard pressed to get her back.

I doubt it would have taken that much begging to get you out here, seeing as...YOUR....military is the reason why I'm here in the first place...

He stated calmly, a sarcastic humor lacing his voice. What Jade meant by 'your' was more akin to 'our', seeing as he still didn't see himself as part of the sith navy yet. No, he was still very much a republic officer in his eyes, but it was unlikely the man before him would see things that way.

I know very little actually, but I can tell you that I believe she's on her way here.

Taking his glasses off, he set them on the table before him and rubbed his temples slightly before returning them to his eyes once more. Tilting his head to the side slightly, he blinked at the other man.

How old are you anyway?

The question was quite off topic, he was sure, but Jade was compelled to ask, seeing as he needed to know things would be done correctly. By all accounts he wasn't supposed to get involved in such things as this, but it was his twin they were talking about...the only one left to save their family's good name, especially since rumors still abounded about how he supposedly preformed experiments on corpses from battle fields and such things.

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If we could Stay on Track... Damien reminded the Deserter, his eyebrow raised as he leaned forward and tapped the table. He had no reason to believe anything that Jade could say, not at this point, but the Major and this man were twins. Nothing alike personality-wise from what Damien knew, but Still Twins. Listen, He said, This is YOUR Family out there, so you're concerned, I'm sure, however the Major was up for a Transfer soon, and from what I had been told, my Unit was about to fall under the Major's Jurisdiction. I'm sure you can see where I'd be interested in getting her back, safe and sound.

Turning to look through the Cafe's Patrons, Damien squinted, staring at the customers and attempting to determine whether any of them were spies or Saboteurs. And to answer your Question, I'm Twenty-Three Galactic Basic Years old, and a Sergeant he muttered in response, growing nervous as to the Location that they spoke.


I need to know where and When, Who, How. The basics, if I know those, that increases the odds that Your sister comes back without mortal injury, which decreases the chances that the Republic starts to attack planets willy nilly. You know how they handle kidnapped officers. Turning to face Jade again, Damien stood and Narrowed his eyes, stooping over to talk softly, to hiss even, at the Major's brother. If you help us, the Tribunal would be wont to Go easier on you then if your information led to a dead end. You may even be reinstated one day...

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Jade tired to stifle a laugh, but ended up chuckling anyway. Ah to be twenty three again. Certainly he'd been that anxious before, but honestly. Sighing, he regained his composure a bit. Yes, he was a traitor...of course...how could he forget?

Yes, she is my sister Sergent. I'm well aware of your concerns, remember, I was the one who contacted your higher ups. If I didn't care, I wouldn't have done so. As for the military attacking anything 'willy nilly'...

Jade managed to chuckle again, albeit darkly and it showed anything but humor.

I've never known them to attack ANYTHING in such a manner, officer or not. The republic is more...tactful....than you give it credit for.

Jade folded his hands before him and studied the younger man. He still had a lot of growing up to do when it came to military life, but he'd sober up soon enough.

As for specifics, I'm afraid I have none for you. The only things I've managed to get from my sister were a three word message and a jumble of images through the force.

Jade sighed and massaged the bridge of his nose slightly. He hated explaining things, but it was a necessary evil right now.

A dark alley, i'm assuming on Manaan. A zabrak male. The inside of a room that appeared to be a ship....and a good deal of pain from time to time.

He paused to allow this information to settle into the Sergent's mind. Taking another sip of his drink, Jade pulled out his datapad and scrolled through the contents of it. Finding the message from Aunna, he brought it up, and pushed the datapad over to the young man.

What's your name Sergent? I'm assuming you already know mine?

He asked leaning back in his seat slightly, pushing a strand of hair out of his face. He didn't need to see the datapad to know what it said, he'd memorized it already....three words.

"Aunna Nar Shaddaa" and a ship code, 206579BZX095

And on the matter of the Tribunal...well....things are more sticky between myself and the Tribunal than one would think.

((don't know the first thing about ship codes for Star Wars, so i just made one up. ))

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Sitting back and crossing his legs one over the other, the Career Military man narrowed his eyebrows and sighed. Listen he said, testily, eyes still scanning the crowds around them. The Republic may be Tactful, but that's mostly because of a Few Senators that have been losing power in the Senate recently he added, popping his neck and huffing as he leaned forward, triggering a keypad and ordering a drink while he listened to the clues that Jade could offer.

When Jade asked for his name, Damien smiled softly and looked up at the former Admiral for the Republic. Not that it's overwhelmingly Important, but It's Damien Josephia Meesha, of Abregedo-Rae he said, if only to soothe Jade's Curiosity.

As the other man finished, Damien stood finally, Draining his drink. Who knows he said, Maybe the Tribunal would be more willing to De-Stick thanks to this help. Not my call to make. However it IS my Job to take my Squad to Manaan and Retrieve the Major. So unless there's anything else, I'll be leaving now. The Drinks are on me.

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Jade huffed slightly. This Damien was certainly a hot headed one.

Were you not listening when I told you she wasn't on Manaan any longer? Go there if you like, but if I were you Sergent...

The words was dripping in sarcasm and venom. He disliked how many sergents didn't listen, and would rather run off needlessly. It got them into a lot of trouble...something his sister didn't need any more of.

...I would stick around here. I know I am. Do your job and clean up a bit of this city...in the long run, you'll be greatful you stayed.

Jade couldn't help but chuckle slightly as he savored another sip of his drink, putting the cup down lightly.

It wouldn't do to have a Sith Admiral capture your prize for you now would it?

He added as what seemed like an afterthought, a smirk forming on his face at the sarcastic words he spoke. Honestly, it wouldn't do to have him find Aunna before the military did, but if no one was around to help her, he wouldn't hesitate. Perhaps he could even use it to his advantage later on. Another rumor perhaps?

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Turning fiercely and Glaring at Jade, Damien raised an eyebrow You never said anything about where she was currently, you gave me some Vague Details and near-worthless hints. If you really want to help, You should stop Dicking around and tell me what you actually know, or else stay out of my way, ok? he snarled, starting towards the door and pushing it open, growling internally as he exited onto the street.

Damien knew that Jade would know his Comlink number, as well as several other ways to contact him, or that the man could even follow him, but Tact was not one of the Commando's Strong points. Raising his hand to his ear, he tapped a small button on the comlink in his hand. Third squad, form up back at the Temporary Headquarters. We have some intel to discuss he hissed into the mic.

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My my...what a temper Sergent.

He stated with mild amusement and more than a touch of sarcasm.

I do recall telling you that I believed she was on her way here.

He shrugged slightly as the man continued to berate him, having talked over Damien's angry outburst. Some people just never understood...or listened it seemed. As the younger man stormed out of the diner Jade simply sat back once more and sighed heavily. No one but Aunna ever seemed to understand him...not that he particularly cared most times, but this was one of the rare times he actually DID care. His sister's life was on the line here and he couldn't afford to have any mistakes made...so it was time to make a call to some old friends.

Nodding in the direction of a rather sly looking young man at the counter, the young auburn nodded in return, payed for his meal, and left the diner as well...he was the best when it came to not being noticed, his force attunement saw to that rather easily, and for once, Jade was glade that he was working for the sith navy...they seemed much more apt to higher on force sensitives than the republic military and it was times like this that they came in handy. The crewman knew his job well: follow the republic officer, but don't get caught. If you're caught, get yourself uncaught with as little bloodshed as possible and return to the Pendragon....or else.

With his tail on his way, Jade pulled out his comlink and set it to the well known frequency of the Solaris. After a moment the familiar gruff voice of Kuuto Sorivo, the also familiar yelling of Veera heard in the background.

Solaris he--re....wait...Jade?

Yes. Jade. Kuuto...I have a favor to ask...

He stated, standing up and walking out of the diner as well.

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[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

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