It's 5 Somewhere (D3 LM)

[Nudimsu]

He glances over at the Sith, nodding at her response before looking at the newcomer and continues.

"I'm sorry, I should have been more clear, then."

He stands up to make sure his voice is heard more. "How do we know that they are not aware of the fact he was planning something and are expecting something to come at them soon."

He looks around at all of them. "Assuming his death was not of a simple mugging gone wrong or a jilted lover seeking revenge, it is something we must consider before we continue."

[Jo'ren Rath]

Jo'ren nodded at the Chiss. "It's a fair point. That would mean that Crimson Shadow and Czerka corp are working together though."

He thought about the implications of that. "We saw Crimson Shadow ships attacking one of the Hutts yesterday. Then they murdered Aris. Supposedly they represent the oppressed people of this system but I guess it could be an elaborate ruse by Czerka to sell more weapons to the Hutts. Feels like a stretch, but we could look at whether Czerka investors have avoided the attacks."

He shrugged, it wasn't his area of expertise.

[Nudimsu]

"So it was a confirmed murderer by them, then. Was not aware a culprit had been found." He nods.

"I would not go so far as to assume a wide spreading conspiracy, even if the timing of his death is suspect. I would, however, suggest possible data on him to compromise the situation. Careful as he was, I am sure he did not expect to die that evening."

Looking to the slicer, he motions. "Since you probably knew him better than everyone else in the room, was he the sort to carry such information on his person? Assuming he would have kept it in a incredibly secured manner on a his datapad, of course."

[Nekoinu]

"Which ships were attacking the Hutts the other day?" Taralvos asked.

"Aris liked to keep it all in his head, really. He was intelligent enough to do it and he thought it was more 'secure' that way. Selfish, arrogant bastard. But I can tell you that he wanted to do this all in the dark. Casualties weren't the goal but eliminating any guards wasn't off the table. He just seemed to be suspicious that Czerka would go into high alert if it came out. Once he had sold the data, he really didn't care if they knew."

[Durasay Mixo]

"If they represent the oppressed people of the system, they wouldn't get into bed with Czerka Corporation. They're just as bad as an other organization when it comes to the way treat those they think are... expendable." The Pantoran drank from his brandy, letting the liquid warm him from the insides. There was a slight turn on his face. Maybe a bit too early for one of those...

Moving, he slipped into a chair at the table, leaning back in it, yet still with enough posture to make sure to take everyone in in the room. "Well, he did keep it all in his head. Did he happen to let you know where you'd be smuggled in? I assume that's still the weakpoint to strike at."

[Nekoinu]

"The initial plan was to fly through the cover of some asteroids nearby. A bit dangerous but it might get the job done. One team was to go to the top of the station and cut out communications while the bottom went for general security.'

[Adrianaa Morindel]

"I see. Well, that doesn't sound difficult, and a number of us here have ships."

She glances around.

"So, who would want to be on which team?"

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha popped her neck.

"Not much of a pilot, or a mechanic, really, so not really my kind of challenge... unless we should expect some tough resistance of some kind that needs to be demolished."

[Durasay Mixo]

"Could be handy to help protect the assets on the ground during data retrieval." He spoke after the Sith woman. "I'd like to volunteer for the main team. I can efficiently coordinate a whole team to act quickly." He pushed his glass forwards, cocking an eyebrow.

"Plus, I can try to talk us out of any altercations."

[Baesal Zyn]

''I will go for the data retrieval'' Baesal states

[Nudimsu]

"I think piloting would be better suited in my case." He looks to the slicer, satisfied with his answer.

His other skills were not worth exposing for these people.

"I will say, though, that if I am to use my ship I would seek some compensation for it, should any damages occur during this operation. No use for me to offer my services if every credit I earn goes into fixing it." He looks to Durasay to see if he was being reasonable; it was sometimes hard to tell.

"Not that I plan on doing so, of course."

[Jo'ren Rath]

"Protection seems like a good use of my talents. Dealing with general security, or protecting the slicer team as needed."

He looked over at the Chiss. "Doesn't bother me if we take our cuts after paying for damages."

[Adrianaa Morindel]

"More than likely I will stay with the Chiss. Nudimsu, was it?"

She looks to the blue man.

"I might not be a pilot or gunner, but I know my way around a ship."

[Durasay Mixo]

"It sounds like we will need two ships." Musing for a moment, Durasay leaned back in his chair. He nodded to Nudimsu after he made his statement. "Of course. Ship repairs, then everyone get's their cut."

His cut, though, he's gladly sacrifice to repair the Tortoise. He was more interested in sticking it to Czerka, for the suffering they've imposed on the galaxy.

"Mister Slicer, you've described two distraction attacks. So do we need three ships? Where is the insertion team in all of this?"

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"I have a ship, with a mechanic and a pilot, but I'd prefer to keep them out of danger as they're not combatants and my ship is not the best suited for space-combat." The pureblood female offered.

[Adrianaa Morindel]

"If you'd rather keep them from harm, we can use my ship instead. She doesn't mind getting banged up a bit. Plus my pilot is both excellent with maneuvers and with guns. "

[Jo'ren Rath]

"Which ships were attacking the Hutts the other day?" Taralvos asked.

"There were two ships." Jo'ren described them from the mission to Nal Hutta the day before. "After they were driven off he Mandos mentioned Crimson Shadow."

He nodded at the various comments being made by the other team members.

"So, two teams on the inside. One for data retrieval, one for general security. Plus our pilot crews on the outside to cover anything that comes up. What do we know about their external defences?"

[Nekoinu]

"Three teams. Security is important but taking out all communication is important too. If anyone has a line out of the station, then we need to make sure it's out.'

[Jo'ren Rath]

"Alright then. Three teams: retrieval, security, comms. I'll tackle security." He looked to see who else would be joining him.

[Nudimsu]

"Nudimsu, yes." It wasn't a bad pronunciation of his Core name, so he could accept it. Most people assume, when hearing his name, that he enjoyed taking off his clothes.

"...but it appears that you may have your own ride. Which I am quite fine with, actually. I will likely be bringing in my own support to help with the ship, though. From there, it looks like we need someone to handle communications...I will see what I can do that, if no one else is capable of it."

He still had some contacts from the Ascendancy he could use to locate someone reliable. Hopefully, at least.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"I can go with Jo'ren," she said after a moment's thought.

[Adrianaa Morindel]

"I can fit up to six"

[Durasay Mixo]

Durasay stood from the table, walking to the bar. He grabbed an inordinate amount of cocktail napkins, before returning. Pulling a pen from his utility belt, he started drawing up plans and groups, for organization sake.

"Do we have a layout of the facility? What can we expect. Lieutenant Varra, was it? How rated are you for combat?" He asked without looking up from the cocktail napkin notes.

[Nudimsu]

There was long pause with no one saying anything before Nudimsu stood up again. "So, seeing as we need some thoughts onto our roles here, how about we decided on when we do the hit. Slicer," He says, as he couldn't be bothered to pretend to care about his name. "How large is the window on this operation?"

[Lt. Varra]

"Do we have a layout of the facility? What can we expect. Lieutenant Varra, was it? How rated are you for combat?" He asked without looking up from the cocktail napkin notes.

"I'm a decent shot with a blaster," Varra replied. "Or with ships' gunnery, if it comes to that. We've got the coordinates for the site, but I haven't seen any deck plans so far. Seeing as how it's a Czerka facility, though, I'd expect it to be heavily defended."