DAY ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-EIGHT; BELSAVIS HIGH SECURITY ZONE CAVE

Oddly, I am writing this post at an unusual hour and in an unusual place. My eyes are open for whatever may be coming my way. I am not afraid of criminals. Even if they are some of the deadliest creatures I have faced. We are all here, or at least Vector, Kaliyo and I. The Doctor and Temple are running another highly important, highly classified fieldwork mission on Alderaan in my place while I complete my mission on Belsavis.

It is a brutal planet full of brutal people. The Republic controls this planet as a high security prison that the Empire is infiltrating. Much could be said about the crimes being comitted here, and I fear that the Empire wishes only to augment the problems already fermenting here. For example, the Republic used their power over the prisoners in order to experiment on the alien species imprisoned here. Although I was sent to help allievate the violence and find those scientists, I fear that the Empire would have done the same thing.

Xenophobia scares me more than a hungry gundark, and it makes me concerned for the growing tension. On Taris I helped prevent the genocide of the Cathar immigrants, but here on Belsavis, even though they are prisoners, it does not justify these ethical crimes.

I see this even more prominently with Vector at my side, and my growing understanding of alien species due to my interactions with Vector's hive brethren.

Sometimes I wonder what I am really standing for, and why I remain a member of the Empire, I suppose it is a consequence of living a previously torn life. My brother would be ashamed, I fear.

Sometimes I look at a jedi knight and I wonder if it is my brother underneath that hood, underneath that orderliness. But I do not know what would I say to him if I ran into him on some far off planet. I would probably apologize for the troubles of the past, but neither of us have been the sort to dwell on the past as a whole.

Perhaps one day we will forgive each other. Until that day, until that moment where one of us is either holding a blade to the throat or a blaster to the head, it is all left in the unknown and to fate, I guess.

Kaliyo is outside the cave doing reconnaissance while Vector is preparing some rations and I am cataloging this and analyzing some data regarding our mysterious security system standing in our way. A blizzard is setting in, though not a blizzard as terrible as a Hoth snowstorm.

I see Kaliyo returning in the faint distance, the shadows from our small fire make her armor shine a noticeable bit. She is a little, well no, she's really mad with me about a couple of things that recently occurred. One, in after receiving my assignment to Belsavis, we stopped at Nar Shaddaa again in order to help one of her old "friends" out of a bad situation. Turns out this "friend" was the person who stranded Kaliyo on Hutta, but they weren't really as acquainted as I was told. The Twi'lek said they only knew each other for six months, not several years.

I was disappointed to hear this, deeply, because I was all for helping Kaliyo's friend, not helping Kaliyo get revenge. Apparently Kaliyo knew that her friend had a bounty on her head, and we would cash in on it. I let the Twi'lek go.

Part of regrets the move, seeing how furious she is. But the woman sounded innocent, and I hate to admit it, but I do not doubt that Kaliyo would sell me out for credits. I am back to not trusting her. Thus, she's stuck with me and Vector, who she rudely continues to call freak or "bug-boy."

The other issue involves a general sense of stress I suppose amongst us all. Temple and Lokin are on Alderaan helping House Thul gain power, as far as I know. I entrusted them with this issue because I knew a fixer and an ensign could handle it. They get along well, those two, despite their immediate differences. Temple seems fascinated in the work of Imperial Intelligence, and she is looking for field help from Lokin and I. I did not want to send Kaliyo on this mission because having her run a diplomatic errand would practically be giving her an opportunity to really cause some chaos (though the planet itself is already a mess, I would say). I am not exactly sure what the issue is this time, but I knew that Lokin and Temple could really get a chance to independently work amongst themselves.

I will have to continue this some other time, I need to tell Vector and Kaliyo more about the situation at hand, and what the plan is for infiltrating the facility. Plus, I ought to stop writing in this thing and get some of the gear out of our packs.

Agent Aurell