#lnfernoagent

[aniimvs]

                                     @lnfernoagent​ // transmission outgoing ::

            coruscant.

            the way the dying light danced on the city’s pearlescent spires and shattered into countless colors across a million transparisteel surfaces reminded him of hanna city. the crystalline walkways, the bustle of ignorance, the tantalizing smells of a galaxy’s worth of cuisine.

            kylo ren itched to see it gone.

            he felt at ease when the beautiful structures gave way to dilapidated slums. it was just a taste of what waited for him deep in the city’s rotting heart. on the surface, the new republic had too much power. it smothered any trace of the first order, scaring its citizens into complacency with the ghost of the fallen empire. despite the struggle, the order found a small foothold in the middling tiers. but the planet’s festering innards? they could use more...

                                                                                    ...convincing.

            as the transport reached the crate lift that would take kylo down a thousand levels from the surface’s shimmering face, the sith studied the way the force moved around his companion. if she was going to follow him into hostile territory, he wanted to memorize the way life and death pushed and pulled against her. to recognize her without sight would be useful in a fight. or if she betrayed him.

            ❝ tell me, agent, how familiar are you with coruscant? ❞

[starlight-pilot]

@lnfernoagent said: "...what happened to you?"

send in “oh my god… what happened to you?!” for my muse to show up on your muse’s doorstep in a badly injured state,  -- still accepting!

        Ave stood at the pilot’s door with a hand pressed up against her side. Her fingers were covered in now dried blood. The wound could have been far worse, but Ave was still woozy from the incident. “An accident.” Was about all she could explain at the moment. Someone on her squadron slipped up and accidentally injured Ave with loose shrapnel. Sure, she should have gone to medical, but then she would risk her man being suspended or worse. She wasn’t one to ask for help normally, but she was in a bit of a predicament, and LR-2193 was the only person who might understand. “Can you help me?” 

[whitesxbr]

@lnfernoagent​ continued from x

Maybe the woman was right. Perhaps she wasn’t a mentor at all, she seemed like an absolute lunatic. The metal hilt of her saber met her hand and she ignited the white blade. “We’ll see about that.” Overconfidence masked how terrified she had become. Vera didn’t need to defeat her, she only needed to escape her. 

[origamiblades]

@lnfernoagent: “No, please don’t take me away!” (Resistance Verse)

When he’d gotten information that they’d successfully managed to detain LR-2193, General Hux was certainly pleased. Successfully apprehending and dealing with traitors always boosted moral and furthered the programming that went into those serving the First Order. The few that might be shaking free of their mental bindings proved less likely to act on it when they knew just what awaited them if they did.

Hux had his hands tucked behind his back-- at a relaxed parade’s rest-- as green eyes regarded the traitor that had been shoved to her knees before him. A smug smirk slowly etched itself into the man’s features, over a moment of silence, before the General stepped forward. The tails of his perfectly tailored greatcoat catching just enough air in the act that they rustled.

“You know I can not do that, LR-2193.” Hux informed, as if it were a casual conversation, “You have turned your back on the First Order and for that, you must be dealt with accordingly.”

The General leaned forward a bit, towering over Lara and hoping that it helped strike home just how bad of a situation she was in, “But, if you cooperate and give us all the information you have on the Resistance, I’d not be opposed to lessening the amount of suffering you go through before your execution.”

[ignitethespark]

@lnfernoagent​

Things had been nice and quiet for a few weeks after she and her team had managed to deal with Kath and his troopers. As days passed, Vi tried not to dwell too much on the possibility that the plan might have not worked just as intended. It was a good plan! But it was always good to be prepared for potential danger.

Things have smoothed over more for the Resistance base and recruiting wasn’t going too bad now that more people were aware of the fact that the First Order was very much real and dangerous.

And... if Zade’s intel was right (and she had no reason to believe otherwise), back again.

Which had brought Vi-- alone, and careful, to where she was now. Sticking more to the shadows and any little hiding place she could find as she scouted out to confirm the information that had been passed along. Hopefully, it was nothing. But it was best to check it out and get information instead of hunkering down and waiting to be found.

[smallbeanfromspace]

The Lieutenant was unsure why the General was making him take someone with him at all, let alone Special Ops. He had gone down to this planet for routine checks before and never had any issues with them. It seemed like a waste of resources but the look both he and the Supreme Leader has given him shut him up. He shivered lightly in the cold as they walked across the landing pad.

@lnfernoagent

[skynovae-a]

plotted starter for @lnfernoagent !

HE’S SENT OUT ALONE LESS AND LESS. If it’s not with the Inquisitorius, he has agents sent along with him on these missions. Probably to make sure he actually eliminates the fugitive Jedi rather than allowing them to escape. 

The Emperor no doubt suspects something. Anakin was a fool to think that he’d be able to get away with his treachery for long. But he’s not strong enough yet to end the Empire, so he has to keep up that facade, just until he’s learned more. 

That might mean a few more Jedi must die.

He’s killed so many-- what’s a few more? Anakin can do what needs to be done. The sacrifice is necessary. 

He lands on the moon with full intent of actually going through with this mission, arriving at the rendezvous points and promptly approaching the agent sent to scope out the area. He leaves his shuttle behind, black robes billowing out behind him in the cutting winds, quickly crossing the Imperial landing platform. He lifts an arm to shield his face from the cold-- what an inhospitable place to go into exile on. Yellow eyes are cold, features composed, as he addresses the agent. “ agent malric, what have you found so far? ”

[conformisms]

INCOMING : ❝  you  designed  this  all  ?  ❞ SIGNALS FROM : LR-2193 ( @lnfernoagent​​ )

star wars: duel of fates starters ( ACCEPTING )

        ❝ Well... yes. Do you not listen to your daily recordings? ❞   He  doesn’t  make  those  daily  propaganda  audios  just  for  the kicks  and  giggles  of  it  all.