New officers were due aboard and
Lieutenant Allegra Ames, as usual, had made her way to the flight
deck to see if there was anyone interesting in the new lot. The young
woman was in a crisply pressed olive-grey Imperial uniform whose
maintenance she had arranged from a younger, junior officer who had
become quite smitten with her. Her curly brown hair was up in a bun and
kept short as with Imperial regulations. Her eyes scanned the flight
deck as a series of uninteresting junior officers shuffled by. For a
moment, she felt as if she had wasted her time.
At the moment a rather unusual craft was
in the process of landing. It was a TIE Advanced x1, a 1-seat fighter
craft which had obviously been issued to one of those newly arriving
officers. More heavily armed and durable than a standard TIE, it
probably belonged to some kind of specialized soldier. After a few
moments, the TIE would come to rest as the pilot inside powered down the
equipment. The hatch would pop open a second later, revealing...what
looked to be some kind of stormtrooper. The Lieutenant would be able
to recognize the garb of a Storm Commando. This one's torso armor looked
to have been made to accommodate the female figure. She was also
evidently tall and carried a rather obvious blaster rifle with her. Her
first action once out of the hatch was to look around for the officer on
deck, a datapad with her transfer orders in her free hand. She began
climbing down the side of the ship, ready to provide her transfer orders
and to surrendered her gear if necessary.
Allegra once had a promising career in
front of her. The daughter of the Berchest delegates to the Imperial
Senate, she now found herself unable to wield influence aboard the
complex political climate of the Imperial Star Destroyer. Generally she
stood clear of Storm Commandos, given her tumultuous relationship with
Major Kiley. However, with the Major off running 'errands' as part of
her counter-terrorism assignment, no one was there to greet the new
Commando. Allegra stepped forward, cleared her throat, and tilted her
chin up snobbishly at the new arrival. "Orders?" she asked, bluntly,
piercing blue eyes glaring at the armor wearing vixen.
The storm commando stood at attention
after approaching Allegra, holding her blaster rifle in the proper
manner as she handed over her orders. She made no move to remove her
helmet ... similar rank or not the Lieutenant was the officer on
deck. Her voice came through the filters of her helmet muffled slightly.
"Lieutenant Brianna Visla reporting for duty. I am prepared to surrender
my gear to the unit quartermaster if requested." Her orders seemed to
indicate she would be joining the Storm Commando squad assigned to the
battle group. She was obviously a trained pilot for them to allow her
access to such a prestigious space superior starfighter. No doubt
whoever had assigned her here thought she'd be an asset to the group.
Allegra looked over her orders and broke
eye contact momentarily with the commando. "Hmm," she murmured as she
studied them for just a moment before returning them to the Lieutenant.
"It is unfortunate that you should find yourself under Major Kiley," she
said, as she attempted to instill her doubt in hew new commanding
officer. "I had wondered when they would begin sending replacements..."
she said smugly, as she smirked towards the trooper and began backing
away towards the lift. "...if you'll follow me," she said, as she
gestured towards the lift with her left hand.
Stormtroopers were legendarily hard to
distract. It was reputed as their biggest strength and biggest weakness.
"Yes, sir. I hope to serve the Emperor with my life, sir." The female
storm commando, all 1.8 meters in height of her, would follow the
Lieutenant towards the lift. She carried a rather large backpack as
if it was no hindrance to her. This was not much of a surprise.
According to her transfer orders she had completed her entire time in
training at the Imperial Academy on Carida. It must have been easy
moving around on the comparatively low gravity.
"Well, if you are anything like the last
group of Commandos you'll be giving the Emperor your life," Allegra
revealed as they stepped into the lift. "How much have you been told
about your assignment here?" she asked, as she considered just how far
to go with the young commando. She pressed the button that would slowly
cause the lift to ascend to where the Stormtroopers and commandos were
berthed, in a less than glamorous section of the massive Star
Destroyer's inner hull.
"The information was not provided, sir.
I serve at the discretion of the Emperor and his appointed generals. I
should be glad for any information they seek to bestow upon me." Her
posture remained pristine during the entire trip in the turbolift. Aside
from the blaster rifle that she carried ... a BlasTech Industries DC15A
... the only other obvious weapons were a vibrodagger sheathed in one
boot and a holdout blaster sheathed in the other.
"Well I'll spare you the suspense,
Lieutenant," Allegra said, quite without charm, as she stepped aside to
allow the woman to be the first exit the lift. "Your primary duties tend
to be protecting the Grand Moff's family," she said, feigning a smile.
"But ... fear not, there actually have been an alarming amount of
attempts on their lives over the past year and a half," she said, as she
moved off the lift and onto the barracks level. "I'm confident Major
Kiley will brief you fully when she returns from whatever it is she does
to busy herself," she said again, rather cruelly disregarding the woman
as she attempted to sew discontent.
The storm commando would exit first,
before taking a position behind Allegra. "Whether the duty is large or
small, I serve at the Emperor's discretion." It was surprising she did
not get tired, carrying that massive rifle. It had to be 4.5 kilograms,
easily. Stormtroopers were always supposed to be gluttons for
punishment, however. This one used a good deal more words than most
Stormtroopers, if only to be deferent.
Allegra could not believe how hard this
woman was taking the party line. At least someone was listening to
COMPNOR, she thought silently as they walked together down the corridor
towards where the Lieutenant had been billeted. "Major Kiley berths
here," she pointed, as they moved further down the corridor before
coming to a stop in front of a dark, empty room.
The Storm commando nodded as they passed
by Major Kiley's berth, not breaking stride. She would come to a stop in
front of the dark empty room as the Lieutenant did. It was hard to tell
given the lack of expression in her voice due to the helmet, as well as
her facial features being concealed, but she did in fact seem sincere
about what she had been saying.
"Oh. How careless of me. I must have
forgotten. At ease, Lieutenant," Allegra said finally, having
intentionally not given her permission to remove the helmet in the off
chance she was more attractive than her. Oh, how she detested being the
less attractive in a pairing. She preferred to keep the attention
focused strictly on her.
"Yes, sir." Shifting all the weight of
her blaster rifle to one arm, she would use her free hand to remove her
helmet. The storm commando had shoulder length red hair and green eyes.
Her Hapan heritage, obviously listed in her transfer orders, was
immediately evident in her fine facial features. Those green eyes stared
almost blankly ahead of her as she deferred to her counterpart.
Allegra cleared her throat awkwardly,
having to deal with yet another Hapan. They were always good at
upstaging her in the looks departing. The uniform did not help much, as
it was not the least bit flattering for her. "Do you have any questions,
Lieutenant," she asked, as she shifted uncomfortably, obviously put off
by the woman's looks.
"No, sir. I live to serve, sir." With
her helmet in the crook of one arm and the blaster rifle in the other,
she looked like a very proper soldier. "I will answer any question you
might have of me, sir." This storm commando definitely seemed to have
the proverbial vibrostave up her butt, but she was friendly enough.
For a moment Allegra considered asking
her if she slept with any stuffed animal, but that was far too cruel,
she thought as she put aside the thought for the time being. "Is that
hair regulation, Lieutenant?" she asked, canting her head slightly as
she walked around her, noting the length very carefully. She despised
having to wear her hair in a bun and whenever she saw an officer with
her hair down she felt very hostile.
The Storm commando's hair was shoulder
length, and did not seem to impede her when she wore her helmet. This
comment from Allegra actually caused Jill's eyes to blink. Clearly she
was not as experienced in social situations...not surprising considering
she was meant to be a foot soldier. "My hair was not an issue at the
Academy. If my CO or another superior wishes me to trim it or even shave
it off, I will of course comply."
Allegra took a gloved hand and measured
the distance from the bottom of her hair to the woman's shoulder and
remained silent for a moment. It seemed ... adequate, she thought as a
frown revealed her emotions. "Very well, Lieutenant," she said, as she
circled back in front of her. "I'm sure you have personal matters to
attend to. I will alert the Major to your arrival when she returns. I
wish you better luck than the last person who inhabited these quarters,"
she said, bowing at the waist, before she dismissed herself.