Nar Shaddaa

Freshly shaved and showed, and his uniform freshly pressed as always, Niall stood in front of Colonel Garza's door. Again.

He reached out to press the door chime, coming to attention after it rang.

Garza was inside with several military personnel and a few SIS agents as they looked at different operations and data feeds. Garza says, “Good, Captain come in I have an urgent mission that needs to be executed with discretion and precision.”

“We have critical intel that Ras Urdo, crime boss of the Black Sun, may be smuggling weapons for Imperial agents on Coruscant. We need you to find out the veracity of this report, and if it is true shut that operation down. I don’t care what you have to do to get it stopped.”

Niall's lips thinned. "Yes, sir." He saluted. "Do we have any leads? Or should I consider that my lead?"

Garza says, “There is an informant, an evocii named Thunj. Spends time at Fancy’s Casino, track him down. Agent Wren Yuris can provide more information. She wants to find his source in the Empire, personally I want to put a blaster bolt in his skull.”

“Captain you get a chance to kill Ras Urdo, do so. Maybe we can get a better brand of criminal out of the deal.”

Niall nodded understanding. "Yes, sir. I'll follow up with Agent Yuris immediately."

He pursed his lips as she continued. "Yes, sir. Ah... I've often heard that the evil you know is preferable to an unfamiliar one. Urdo is really that bad, that he's worth risking whoever fills the vacuum he leaves?"

"I just like to make the Empire hurt when I can," she says candidly.

"I leave the decision on how to resolve the crime boss in your hands."

"Very good, sir." Niall saluted. "If there's nothing else, I'll go see Agent Yuris immediately."

Garza dismisses the Captain.

With one last salute, Niall departs.

His first step is to stop by a secured comm-console, and let SIS know he would be on his way. After that, though...

Fixing a pleasant expression on his face, he put in a call to the spaceport, asking for a particular dock-master.

"Hello! Thank you for calling! Please wait until the dock master is available!" chimed an automated voice message.

Then, there was a generic, 'pleasant' sounding tune played over the holocommunicator.

It may have felt like forever that Niall had waited until the dock master finally picked up. "What can I help you with today, sir?" the man on the other end asked, apparently not incredibly enthusiastic.

"Hello." Niall said, smiling, both out of habit, and in case the other end had a holoview. "Captain Niall Organa, Republic military. You're just the person I was looking for. There's a matter I'm looking into, and I need your help. Discreetly." Niall's voice nearly throbbed with charm.

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Charm the dockmaster D6EM: 2eP+2eA+2eD 1 success

The dockmaster blinked and eventually smiled. "Ah! You're the Captain Alderaan guy. Alright, what can I do for you?"

"That's me." Niall said blandly, still smiling. "Look, I need to find out more about a freighter staying in your area. Who owns it, that sort of thing. And remember, discreetly." He stopped just short of giving the man a wink, but his eyelid just shiver a little.

"Sure, sure." The man spun around and went to his console. However, he paused, and turned back to Niall. "One request: could I have an autograph?"

"Of course." Niall said, still blandly. "I'll send it along with the information." He forwarded the details of the slip he was looking for. And, separately, his electronic signature, done with a bit of extra flourish.

"Great!" The man pulled the signature onto his personal datapad and then wiped the copy from the system. "Don't need that around there. Discreetly," he said with a wink. It took a few minutes for the dock master to gather up the rest of the information. He then turned back to NIall and shrugged. "I can't say it's very interesting. It's just another one of Czerka's shipping freighters."

"Oh yeah?" Niall said, even as his mind raced. "Is it very active? How long has it been there?"

"I guess. The freighter follows standard shipping procedures. Really, I don't know why you'd be so interested in them."

"Oh, well, you know." Niall said. "It's just all part of being Captain Alderaan. Thanks for your help."

He killed the comm with a sigh.