Monday, January 31, 2011

Piett's Storyline - The Hoth Invasion

Operative Nyx Reporting

The data that I accidentally transmitted to Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett) during my drunken episode the other day appeared to have made it into the wrong hands.  Essentially what I had transmitted to Piett was that a Rebel base was located on the ice planet, Hoth.  These wrong hands appear to be watching over the Admiral and I do not know why.  I was able to ascertain from my research that whomever is tracking the Admiral is tracking everything from his movements to his actions, and they are in residence on the Executor. In one of the few times I have ever seen the Admiral express his emotion, he showed his frustration over the entire incident.

None the less, the Admiral attended a meeting and through the Force, told me that the invasion of the Rebel base at Hoth was imminent.  I tried to contact the Rebellion through my secured comm line, but to no avail.  I tried filing a report through the usual channels, and that line was also severed.  Unable to use an Imperial line and risk detection by the Imperials, or having them intercept the coordinates of where the transmission is being sent to, I decided to head to Hoth myself.  I managed to make it to the planet just as the Imperial surveillance droids were beginning to scan the planet.  I reached the Rebels and spoke with their commander to initiate the evacuation procedures.  In the interim, I decided that my best position was to stay behind and man the turret at the invading AT-ATs.  The Hoth base was evacuated, but when I attempted to flee I was hit in the back.

I was later told that the Rebels took me to the nearest hideout which had a skilled medical droid, coincidentally this was the Cloud City outpost.  There the medical droid treated the blaster wound I had sustained, and I rested while being watched over by a GG Series Translator Droid (@TranslatorDroid - temporary account).  It was here that the Admiral tracked my distress beacon and located and hid me in a R6 battle-class droid, bringing me back to his transport ship en route to the Executor. 

Back on the Executor, the Admiral had my wounds reviewed by his medical droids and I continued to receive additional treatment.  I spent the night in the med bay while he watched over me, sleeping in a nearby chair.

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