Kekkiās log #2Ā - Entry āAgentā
Iāve decided to continue making this log. Call it the retro perspective of one Kekki of clan Rennik, the agent turned Mandalorian. Kaysh meg miit'gaana, oyacyi.
My childhood is of no importance to me or anyone interested. All I remember was the orphanage I grew up. As usual, every now and then there were Imperial officers who came and took the kids who we never saw again. One day, they took me. They put me through tests and trials and eventually took me to specialized training. My infiltration and manipulation skills eventually guaranteed me a spot in the ranks of Imperial Intelligence. I mightāve been a teenager, maybe around 15 when that happened. Thatās when I was given my codename. Kekki.
First I followed the Informers on their missions, then I read report after report of the Cipherās missions. And then they sent me on my first mission. Iād rather not go into details ā for obvious reasons. However, after that mission, I became a Cipher myself. Ā
The amount of āpersonalā missions I was sent to isnāt a very convincing number ā at least for some. It was a total of 7, not including the one I never finished. My missions were lengthy. I had to infiltrate ā no one-time break-ins, but infiltrating organizations, gangs, and clubs. I needed to convince the leaders to trust me, to share with me. Needless to say, I reported everything back to the Intelligence. When the resource was depleted, I cleaned it up, debriefed and left for another mission.
There are things I wish I hadnāt seen. Things I wish I had never done. But that was the job. You rationalize and adapt. Rennik always wondered why I hadnāt flown through the ranks. Maybe I couldāve, who knows. But I refused to blindly follow my superiors and I never preached the strength or might of the Empire. I respected the superiors, and I considered the Empire my home. It had done good by me and I had no reason to spit in its face. But I had no reason to preach either. Even as a home, the capital, and the Intelligence can be a rough and unforgiving place. I couldāve manipulated the Intelligence only so far ā there were a lot of good agents there. And you canāt play the player, especially if they are better than you. So, I did what I was told. I challenged the authority occasionally. Usually when I couldnāt rationalize the need for brutal measure or unnecessary risk to the civilian population. Sometimes I drove the point home, sometimes I was in the brig for misconduct.
[End of entry logged as āAgentā³]
