IC: Sai'le Kar, this was the target, the leak[sp?] as it were in the system. He had been a former military personel for the Sith Empire. Now retired he has been selling secrets for a little extra cash, unknowning to him, the Inquisitors had eyes every where.
Gra'tua walked through the halls of the Courts, a small hologram disc in hand that held all of the information they required to start the search and eventually removed this thorn from the Empire's side. He entered a small room down the hall, inside was High Inquisitor Thrax and Grand Inquisitor Prongie.
Gra'tua walked to the table and gave a slight bow as he placed the disc in a small tray. As the disc slipped inside the small machine, the room came alive with the projection of the target, taking his seat he began.
"Good evening Grand Inquistor Prongie and High Inquisitor Thrax, I have gathered data from one of my sources about this man. His name is Sai'le Kar, A retired Sith Military Intelligence Officer. It seems he has been selling secrets of our Empire for quite large sums of Galactic Credits. I believe it is in our best interest to find him, arrest him, and find out who he has told these things to, so that we may eliminate any up comming resistance. Is there any problem with that?" He asked them both before he would continue.
Grand Inquisitor Prognie
Prognie sat, his emotions did not change much nor did his attention seem to shift. But as always, he was very much aware of what was happening and who had entered. Listening to the information that Gra'tua brought forth to him he simply smiled, "Gra'tua, it is almost the greatest insult to assume that I would not know of such a thorn or his actions."
Next to each of them were chips Prognie pointed to the chips, "the information you really seek is within those. It holds information as to his former location spots, places he's been seen, where he's spent his money, where he has his money. Everything you need for tracking you can find and piece together from that chip."
Resting his spinal cord against the firm backside of the chair he eased his body into a comfortable position. "You will have access to the normal tools for searching, capturing, and interrogation. I would like a full report as soon as you have carried this all out, as well as any information that you can pull from our little friend."
"Now if you have any questions, please ask them now if not you may leave." Prognie's voice was cold, but he wasn't here to baby them. They had their mission and it was one they needed to complete quickly, so he was not going to keep them.
(( Use any tools necessary that you see fit, I will be judging by what you use, how you do things, how you figure things out, how you setup your own roleplays. this is being judged in many ways so think about what you're doing before you go through with it. ))
High Inquisitor Gra'tua
OOC: Yes sir.
Gra'tua nodded as the Grand Inquisitor spoke, his words fluent and powerful."Grand Inquisitor, it was not my intention to insult you, I was merely presenting the information so that I may refresh my memory as well as give a quick overview on the subject." He said calmly trying to explain himself as he picked up the chip and placing it into his robes."High Inquisitor Thrax, it is an honor to work with you, may we begin?" He asked patiently awaiting his approval to start, his homeworld accent slightly showing through as he spoke.
High Inquisitor Gra'tua
Growing weary of the delayed response he stood up and bowed before them."I will start now, High Inquisitor Thrax, I shall see you on the field." He said calmly as he turned and left the room. He recalled the data he had heard and thought that checking the man's recent location would be the best place to start. He started to the Hanger and borrowed on of the many small cruisers the bay had to offer. He left the Temple and headed into the City, the last known location was the slums, so there Gra'tua would search for more answers.
High Inquisitor Gra'tua
Gra'tua landed at a slightly destroyed docking bay located near the slums. As he stepped from the cockpit, he watched as a couple slum peasents scurry away in fear as he started twords the bays gates. He exited the gates and started into the slums and down a very long and disgusting road, filled with trash and other creatons that roamed the streets. As he walked he reached into his robes and pulled from them a digipad and the memory chip the the Grand Inquisitor had given him that morning during the breifing. He entered the chip into the digi pad and scrolled through the information presented. Gra'tua looked at the screen and aquired the traitors address, or last place of residence as the case may be.
He placed the digipad back into his robes and scanned the area for an apartment building that held the same adress as the digipad screen. Finding it quickly he started in its direction, so called people fleeing from his sight. As he entered he looked at the wall, room numbers and floors they were located on were clearly stated. He read the floor and room number before starting to the stairs. He started up them until he reached the third floor. Exiting the stairway he started downt he hall, searching for room 319. As he neared the end of the hall the number on the door came into sight, standing infront of it he took one saber from its hilt and held it tightly in his right hand.
He turned the nob with his left hand and slowly opened the door. He did not ignite his saber just yet, he would see if there were any hostiles within the room before he did so. As his eyes fell on a very poorly kept studio apartment, it appeared that the suspect still resided at this residence. He stepped in closing the door behind him and started to search the room for anything that would lead him to the traitor. As he searched he came upon nothing until he started back to the door, next to the door way was a bedside table with a paper that held the address of a local bar or dance club.
As Gra'tua thought about the name of the bar, he figured the suspect was probably purchasing some death sticks or some other illegal substance. Quickly placing the paper into his robes, he exited the room behind him. He would search this place written on the paper.
High Inquisitor Gra'tua
Gra'tua strode down the street, deploying his DRK-1 Darkeye probe driod, a similar droid to that of Darth Maul. He started down the street, the slum creatures or bums as some call them, cowering as he strode down the many blocks it would take to reach this destination. The name of the Pub was 'Pint o' Ale' it was a shabby place, likely that most of the informants for the Sith's enemy would be here, trying to sell secrets for credits just to get another Ale.
As he entered the worn down place he looked around. Scanning the area for this thorn. When he spotted a similar looking man to the one in the photograph he started to make his way twords the bar. As he started into the crowds, people started to part, halving themselfs within the small room. It seemed the man at the bar had no intention of moving as if he knew what was about to happen. Gra'tua watched as the man took another drink of the Ale.
As Sai'le Kar placed the Ale to the bar Gra'tua reached out and grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt spinning him around, looking into his eyes. If this was the man, his death would soon come, but Gra'tua would not exicute without being positive.
Gra'tua stepped back a couple feet the man still in his hands. Gra'tua let the man go, the retired officer started to run, thinking he could escape from the Sith. As Sai'le Kar approached the door, he was lifted with the force and thrown into the wall just behind Gra'tua. As the Inquisitor approached he noticed the man was bleeding from his arm, it seemed it had broken on impact and the bone had poped out of the skin. Placing a fingure into the blood, Gra'tua took out his digi pad and switched it to a blood testing mode where he placed a small drop upon the bottom of the pad.
It read the name Sai'le Kar as the testing completed."It is your time to leave this world." As Gra'tua took one of his sabers from his robe, he could hear the Man start to call out for his life, but Gra'tua had not simpithy for traitors of the Empire. Cutting the mans head off, he lifted it by the turf of his hair, placing it in a small sack located within his robes. He left the bar, having ignited it into flames with a small force lightning as he left. There would be no rememberance of this day from the scum that resided in the tavern.
He mad his way back to the his transport, taking his Com-link from his robes and sending a small hologram to the Grand Inquisitor."Grand Inquisitor I have completed your task, I will bring the head to you so that you may verify. I will be back to the temple as soon as I can." He said calmly as he turned the recorder off, placing it back in his robes before he started to the Docking bay, signaling his droid to come back. As the droid placed itself within the holding point of the ship, Gra'tua took the sack from his robes and placed it into the holding area as well before climing into the cockpit and leaving this wretched place. Heading for the Temple.
[[I thought I would get it over with, seeing how Thrax was never active to participate.]]
