Piett's Storyline - Rebel Cloning Facilities

Operative Nyx Reporting

Again, the Admiral (@Admiral_Piett) spent the entire day stuck in endless meeting after meeting, to the point that I wasn't able to spend any time with him at all.  I know he is aware of the clones, but I do not think he is aware that I am behind his DNA being transmitted to the Rebellion.  I wish I could somehow talk to him, but with my Force abilities temporarily suppressed, there is nothing I can do but simply wait for him to have an opportunity to speak with me.  I miss him dearly, but I am starting to find that my feelings for the bounty hunter (@Corden_Maximus) are growing larger than that for the Admiral.  I think it is simply because Corden has been so accessible, but I have concerns about Corden's maturity level sometimes, which is something I believe I took for granted with the Admiral.  None the less, I digress.

With the help of the psychotic bounty hunter Lobo (@ShitLoboSays), I managed to destroy one cloning facility located on a small planet.  Unfortunately, without my Force abilities, I was essentially the technician retrieving data from the main console.  It frustrates me that each substation I destroy, I get a tiny bit of information.  I'm trying to get the whole karkin' bantha steak, but I am only getting little nibbles.  This mission got a bit botched because I accidentally missed destroying a droid before it activated the alarm.  Luckily, Lobo is indestructable and managed to subdue all Rebels on-site (without killing!) and I was able to access the substation's console system.  Again, I was given another set of coordinates but there was a data file containing the name "Mischel Deese" on it.  The data file was empty but it was strange how Jedi Master Deese's name was within this console.  None the less, I pocketed the data and decided to move on and destroy the clones at the facility. 

Afterwards, Lobo and I met up at the Mos Eisley Cantina for a quick drink and I gave him the 50,000 credits I felt he was due.  It was in that last moment that he (how shall I put this politely) grabbed me and gave me a very rough kiss before walking off.  I should have expected no less from him, but at least I made it out alive.