Reports

[Kairi 0]

(Since I hadn't done any Word of the Week logs yet, you guys get a two for one.)

 

 

The hotel room was dimmed, soothing to Kairi as she walked from the kitchenette to the front room. A black silk teddy adorned her body and a lace see through robe wrapped over it flowed as the rebel assassin moved. She certainly wasn’t dressed as a tatterdemalion. A glass of spirits rested in one hand and a PADD in the other. Kairi took a seat in a big leather chair, a large viewscreen a couple feet away tuned into this planets local news reports.

 

But it wasn’t the viewscreen that currently had the former Imperial officer’s attention. It was the report on the PADD. Kairi took a sip of her drink as she began reading about the recent events on Sigma ch’Fhaevan. It seemed that the ISS Agincourt had recently responded to the presence of the rebellion in the colony’s main city. What was more intriguing was who lead the charge. Security? Did she read that right? A large grin emerged on the lips of the Romulan Rebel. Harper must have underestimated the resistance to send in Imperial Security instead of the Marines.

 

Kairi read further as she stopped on one name, running her fingers along the letters lightly. The name read Commander M’rrett Sh’aow JoNs, known as Kansas by those close to her. The thought of Kansas being there intrigued the assassin the most. She skimmed through the rest of the report, yearning to find out if the Commander had survived.

 

A sigh of relief came across the Romulan as she read the casualty list. Kansas was not on there, but she did recognize one of the names, Master Chief Keltex. She frowned. Kairi didn’t know the old Klingon soldier personally, but she did know Kansas was close to him. This subconsciously made Kairi a little sad. She began to wonder how the Caitian was feeling right now. But that was broken up by the viewscreen.

 

“We now bring you the latest on something we first reported to you earlier. It seems a large troop transport, full to capacity with the finest Imperial Soldiers, has crashed during take off. In the process, the transport wiped out the control tower and central barracks to the launch facility. All hands were lost on board the transport as well as many honorable officers and soldiers on the ground. The death toll is currently estimated in the hundreds, and is likely to increase to thousands once rescue and salvage teams finish their investigations.”

 

“The cause of this tragic accident is currently unknown. It was rumored that this particular transport was to be part of an anabasis to quell resistance forces in local star systems. Some speculate this tragedy was work of said resistance, but the authorities are yet to make any statements. We will bring you more as it comes available to us.”

 

The broadcast seemed to put Kairi into a better mood. She began to go through the event in her head, wondering if the local investigators would even be able to figure out how the transport was rigged to crash. Thruster controls can be real sensitive during atmospheric take off. Even the slightest thousandth of a degree off in alignment can send the ship off balance, especially when the computer doesn’t know anything is wrong.

 

The Rebel gave a slight giggle as she lay back in her soft chair, taking a sip of her drink. The rest of the room was quiet now as the viewscreen was deactivated. The glow of the city outside added to the ambience as she relaxed into her own thoughts.

 

“What now?” said the softest whisper in her ear. Crash! Silence was broken as the drink glass hit the floor.