Veritas
First Post
Mjr Rannick, CompForce
Rannick acknowledges the Conquest's signal and pulls himself to his feet. He retrieves his blaster rifle from where it lies and goes to work clearing the jam as he makes his way over to where Archimedes is with the prisoners. "Blasted sand." he grumbles as he arrives. "Bruck, head around the back of the cantina to meet the other two, and bring them out here."
He takes an appraising look at the two rebels after this. "There is a shuttle on its way from orbit to pick you and your fellow insurgents up. You'll be processed, likely tortured for some time by ISB, Imperial Intelligence or both, and then whatever's left of you will be sent to a penal colony... probably Kessel. I hear it's nice there this time of year." he says dryly.
"However... if you tell me what you know now... and I believe you... Perhaps we can work something out."
Rannick acknowledges the Conquest's signal and pulls himself to his feet. He retrieves his blaster rifle from where it lies and goes to work clearing the jam as he makes his way over to where Archimedes is with the prisoners. "Blasted sand." he grumbles as he arrives. "Bruck, head around the back of the cantina to meet the other two, and bring them out here."
He takes an appraising look at the two rebels after this. "There is a shuttle on its way from orbit to pick you and your fellow insurgents up. You'll be processed, likely tortured for some time by ISB, Imperial Intelligence or both, and then whatever's left of you will be sent to a penal colony... probably Kessel. I hear it's nice there this time of year." he says dryly.
"However... if you tell me what you know now... and I believe you... Perhaps we can work something out."