"Of course, sir." Now that he was out of the brig, patched up, and in a new
disguise, the enormity of all this was finally starting to hit him. His
assignment really was absolutely gutted now, he was infiltrating the
wrong faction all of a sudden, and Mitth'raw'nuruodo just gave him a
compliment.
Also, apart from being unconscious, he'd barely slept in the past three
days. That might have something to do with this burst of manic energy he
was trying to tamp down on.
"I'll prioritize hand-off on last known locations and my Rebel passcodes."
That was it--right? No. There was something else, something the Humans had
taken off of him while he was unconscious. Not his rifle, not the knives,
there was something else--
Oh. He might be able to turn over something valuable. "I've not had
the chance to verify if the data is retrievable, but my confiscated gear
included surveillance holos that may contain records of art owned by
several targets."
no subject
"Of course, sir." Now that he was out of the brig, patched up, and in a new disguise, the enormity of all this was finally starting to hit him. His assignment really was absolutely gutted now, he was infiltrating the wrong faction all of a sudden, and Mitth'raw'nuruodo just gave him a compliment.
Also, apart from being unconscious, he'd barely slept in the past three days. That might have something to do with this burst of manic energy he was trying to tamp down on.
"I'll prioritize hand-off on last known locations and my Rebel passcodes."
That was it--right? No. There was something else, something the Humans had taken off of him while he was unconscious. Not his rifle, not the knives, there was something else--
Oh. He might be able to turn over something valuable. "I've not had the chance to verify if the data is retrievable, but my confiscated gear included surveillance holos that may contain records of art owned by several targets."