SithLore

On board a Galactic Alliance ZD-8000 Luxury Passenger Liner navigating its way along the Hyperlanes on route to its final destination, the planet Ossus. In one of the ships more opulent passenger cabins, sits the figure of a man at a desk seemingly in conversation with his wife and his children.

"Goodnight little ones, be good now and listen to your mother"

Placing his fingers to his lips before touching the screen, before the children dash off out of view in order to ready themselves for bed, he adds to his wife.

"I better let you go, I love you. Will let you know as soon as I can that i have arrived safely as i know how much you worry. You know you and the children could of come along, hopefully i will be able to back before you know it"

With that and a slow drawn out goodnight, the commubnication goes dead and the man sits watching transfixed at the blank screen. Appearing to will it back to life, before giving up with a sigh and allowing himself to sink back further into the chair.

After a moment the man stirs in his seat, streching and just managing to stifle a yawn. He turns his attention to a travel case propped up at the side of the desk. Bending over to reteive it, places the case upon the desk and opens it in order to withdraw a bunch of papers, before closing the case once more. Managing to read through only a couple of papers before the sound of knocking can be heard coming from the cabin door. All alert now with no signs of tiredness, the man waits silently and after a few more moments pass another knock can be heard followed by a voice through the intercom.

"Professor, you there? It's time we should be making our way down,. The guests have started to arrive and people are starting to ask for you"

Upon Recognizing he voice, the professor's manner all the sudden changes. Glancing over at the time piece hanging within the room for confirmation, he stands up and with a final strech of his back walks over to the cabin door, presses the release button in order to open it. With a low hissing sound as the compressed air escapes, the door slides open revealing the figure of a young human male of no more than perhaps 24 years of age. With one final look behind him, the professor steps out ito the corridor and as the cabin door slides closed once more, heads off with his assistant.

Again thrown into enemy territory, Prazutis went. This time not for scouting, not for reconnaissance... but instead for a person of interest.
Tyreth Ugandi. A mon calamari that has been pitting some of the empire's ranks against the Empress, and creating a spark of insurgency within imperial ranks. Because of this, Prazutis took the job of attacking once he had been found. And it just so happened that Imperial Intelligence heard of a ship with Uganda aboard headed for Ossus, just near the border into Imperial territory. It wasn't a high risk for Prazutis, as it was so close to home, but he still needed to be cautious.

"Unidentified fighter, please respond. This is-"

Prazutis stopped listening to the vessel's communication as he approached the ship, preparing to board the ship. One small hangar bay, it seemed... and from what he could see, it wasn't heavily guarded. Perhaps the security was on the bridge, or spread out through the ship? Prazutis didn't know, but what he did know... was that Ugandi had a storm coming.

Sometime later that same evening the lone figure of a grim looking man can be seen navigating his way in the now desolate passageways of the ship. Only now and again does the man appear to pause in his progress and checking something before carrying on...

After a few moments the figure reaches his destination, with a quick glance around in order to ensure all is clear, the figure turns his attention to the door keypad. With what seems to be little effort, the dark figure manages to manipulate the keypad to grant himself access to the room beyond…

Sliding the door open, the man seems to almost hold his breath in apprehension, in case of noise somehow managing to alert anyone. The dark figure silently slips into the darkness of the room as the door slowly returns to its closed position..

Now securely inside, the figure moves expertly across the darkened cabin quarters, stealthly making a direct line to the cabin sleep area.

As the dark figure approaches a bed, it becomes obvious the sleeping body of the Professor is resting. Appearing to be totally unaware of any potential he finds himself in....

Stopping just short of the edge of the bed, the would-be assassin, silently removes a small knife from within their robes and after checking once more that the slumbering being is still laying prone, raises the blade before stabbing it quickly and silently down with pinpoint accuracy aimed perfectly at the Professors heart.

At the last possible moment though just as the blade edge descends the sleeping figure reacts with unexpected speed and with only a slight amount of effort reaches out striking the forearm changing the blades intended direction to merely hitting harmlessly into the bed frame..

This seems to catch the dark figure off guard for a moment, causing him to re-evaluate the situation briefly before hurtling the blade through the air towards the now standing Professor...

Moving sluggish, the Professor managers to just deflect the deadly blade away with the help of a tray left upon the bedside table...Not appearing to be put off by the little set back, the grim looking man presses on with the attack and with lightning reflexes of a seasoned professional begins to rain down multiple blows in a vicious attempt to catch his victim with the vibroblade now seemingly within the assassins grasp...

Forcing the Professor back with every thrust of the blade, it appears only a matter of pure chance his attacker has not managed to land a deadly blow..Seeming to sense the moment has arrived, the assassin makes to land the final killing blow and put his victim out of his misery only to find himself being denined once more at the last minute

Just after 9 in the morning the ZD-8000 Luxury Liner breaks back into normal space close to its last destination Ossus.

As the liner makes the necessary manoeuvres in order to get itself into a holding pattern within the planets orbit. The passengers relax onboard taking breakfast and making last minute arrangements before departing down to the planets surface

By 10, all is ready and the call goes out for the passengers to begin boarding the shuttles waiting to taxi the citizens down to the planet...

By 11.30, the Professor and his travel companion finally make it through the check points and find themselves standing in the planets space point.

Looking around in order to take in their new surroundings, it takes a moment or two for them to spy within the crowd of beings a familiar face...

Making their way over through the bustle of the crowd, the companions meet up with a small group of beings brandishing signs indicating them as a delegation of Obroan Institute for Archaeology sent as a welcoming committee