I hate doing off the book missions. This is so far off the reservation I don’t know what will happen if I get caught. Court marshaled? Killed? Disowned by friends? It worries me greatly, but I am sure this is something I have to do. And I have to make sure no one can trace this operation.
I head to the laundry, pick up some of the civilian clothing we are allowed to wear when we leave base. No one see me. That is good.
I next head over to the com stations. I use a modified clone ID. It’s from a trooper who was killed on Geonosis, but no KIA report was ever filed. Even then I knew an item like this would be useful, even if I had no idea for what. I have been slicing into the system to keep “moving” this clone around from base to base. I insert the generic credit chip and transfer funds. This should help.
I duck into an unused room, change into the civvies and head off base. TK266 is safely in the infirmary (according to records and med bots) and G524 is heading out into greater Coruscant for a little R&R.
Once in the CoCo district, I find an out of the way, but busy, cantina. I make my way to the bathroom. Once it is clear, I jump in a stall and begin to apply a disguise. I lighten my hair, darken my skin, put in the colored contacts, and place small cloth rolls in my cheeks to change my face line. I no longer look quite so clonish.
I head back out to the cantina, find a Duro who trades me real credits for my credits chip, minus 30%.
As evening falls I have collected all I need for the riskiest part of the mission. I make my way towards the Jedi archives. A few blocks away I duck in an alley and put on my final disguise of the evening.
I head into the Jedi Archives. No one pays any mind to one Jedi in the midst of hundreds. I begin to play Sabacc in my head and run the names of all the Jedi I know. This clears my mind and will prevent the Jedi from sensing me. Not that most of them could in this sea of force users.
I make my way a com station. I slice into the system the way the Lt. Cmdr. has taught me. When I am done there will be no trace I was here. I relay three counterfeit messages, bouncing them through several other com systems on Coruscant. If anyone can trace the messages back, all they will find is a cold lead. I continue keeping my mind clear and head back in the city