As you all know, one month ago, a strike team comprised of Project personal was ambushed while on mission, and were captured by Republic forces. Ever since that operation, I have devoted the Projects resources into uncovering what went wrong so that the problem never occurs again.
On an old model D-4 Mantis, an annoying beeping starts to be heard through the ship. On an unkept bed, under worn, tattered blankets a groaning growl is heard followed by a curse in a combination of Huttese and Basic.
"Echuta, son o' a motherless hutt. Karkin calls at... "A head with a tangled heap of red hair pops out of the covers, tryin to grab her clock and turn it to her. She peers at it all bleary eyed. "Loca Koochoo.... Schutta!" she bellows out in her childhood language of Nar Shadda.
>>>&$h@#fP**%%out and about in the galaxy again. I thought you liked the ship, but they said you made some excuse about it being part of why you had to leave. Just thought you’d like to know I’m out on assignment, if that mattered.
The presence of all Sith are requested to attend the elevation of Apprentice Holgerjay to the title of Lord Holgerjay. When a Sith is raised to a higher level, it should act as a reminder to all of us, to constantly strive to better ourselves.
As such, from this point forward, when Apprentices attain the rank of Lord, we will be called upon to honour their accomplishments.
The events will be held, where all our journeys began. At the Academy on Korriban. Sunday, 9PM CST.
For those of you whom were outside of communication range, or were unable to monitor station traffic, Count Noctifier has been reassigned to his home world of Serenno, to deal with a Republic backed uprising. We wish him the greatest of success in his endeavours to halt the Republic’s incursion into sovereign Imperial soil.
((Okay, so I've been wanting to get this written up since forever, but keep putting it off - Drikkah's life before leaving home space. I will probably be posting this up in bitesize parts rather than huge chunks, just to keep myself motivated, or I know I'll just end up shelving it again.))
Leaning against the corner, his armor slightly dirt from the trip. His helmet turns side to side as his visor catches the faces of those passing by. The reflection clearly displayed, some even catch a glance before turning away not sure if they should look. Behind the visor his eye shifts looking at everyone, but concentrating on one. His eye squint for a moment, familiar outlines, features and colors in the face. Could this be his target?
((An Underworld Update for all you find people with underworld characters))
Information from several reliable sources suggest that several days ago Ratlash, a known crime lord, specializing in underworld trading of goods and secrets, was killed in a double-cross on Hutta. Apparently Ratlash, alone walked into a trap, disguised as the sale of a rare artifact. The corpse was found and is in the custody of Beelu the Hutt.
Attention Intelligence personnel of Project Invicta.
This is Captain Synex speaking.
You have all, no doubt, heard of the unfortunate passing of our leader, Commander Ratlash. While we grieve the loss of such a…colourful colleague, however, our enemies do not, and we must maintain our convection and resolve.