IC: Beskaryc Taab/Atin Taab Crusader lounge, airless rock. "Deal" the middleman said after a moments consideration. Taab did nothing to betray his feeling as he took the proffered credits, but his mind was buzzing. "Shab" he thought to himself. "That was too easy." His plan was to ask for triple and settle for double. It still would have been a somewhat low paying contract for the work done, information was often worth its weight in aurodium, but it would have been worth it to also find out more about these Mercs he and Atin has encountered. Of course he was being paid to divulge information to this middleman and his superiors, but such information exchanges often saw some information flow both ways. After all he already knew about a vessel called the Delicate Delinquent and another the Javin Bucket. Given this man's interest in them and the Mercs, he could only assume that these were the vessels nearby when he had encountered the group in the first place. Taab wondered now if this man and those he represented could be somehow connected to those other unknown large vessels he had seen at the pickup site. The Mercs had flown those newfangled X-Wings. But the unknowns had flown ARC-170s, just like these unknowns did, and while that wasn't a rare spaceframe these days, nor was it commonly used in squadron service either... He spoke now, his son looking on. "Very well Middleman, we have an accord. Now, take me to your leader." TAG: Intervention. OOC: Sorry, couldn't help it.