IC as Verhmyth Sykes, Orbit over Osarian The modified Stormtrooper Transport was an inconspicuous ship residing in the traffic over Osarian, it's grayish-blue paint giving it out to no one. Inside, it was dark, except for the lights blinking on and off on the various control and system panels. A small ring sounded over the com channel, and it began it's desent onto the planet. "Ik-187, your destination is secure, the operation is a go." The voice over the channel was automated, recorded by a high ranking officer and then distorted beyond recognition. Even now, Vehrmyth knew the recording was being destroyed. As the transport cleared the atmosphere, the destination loomed up ahead. It was an old Imperial munitions factory and hangar, which had seen little use. Many of the fighters were now on active duty, and the factory had been stripped and abandoned. The populace of Nerol, the nearby city, had been under the impression that it was an Imperial archive facility, and they would remain under that assumption. The transport settled into the second floor hangar, and Vehrmyth Sykes stepped out, followed by two more figures. "Welcome to our new home boys, let's get this operation under way." TAG: Juno_Epsilon, if you want to.