Proving himself(ask, Dj mission)

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*The Chemilian was Infa's assigned transport, a ship he used for the usual smuggling mission. It wasn't pirticularly fast or heavily armed, but looked about as average as any ship possibly could. And in his line of work, or what he used to do, being underestimated was a definate advantage.

He had been given a mission of how he was to capture a supply ship that will be leaving the planet Obra-ski, and blow the crew straight to hell...well, that's waht he thought he heard. This was his chance to show his mistress that he was not some nar shadda punk, but a professional. He had hired some people willing to work, and they were off. Waiting for this ship to arrive...he had a plan, a bit unorthadox, but it would have to do.*

He had been told that there may be some Ebon claw resistance as it was once their world, but either they didn't care or they were hiding pirticularly well....

The secnerio of how he would capture this vessal continued to play over and over in his mind. A bad habit he began since his first bounty, and it always seemed to help him prepare for anything that went wrong...

There were two reason he used this beat down piece of junk and one of them was the minor modifications he had made to it. Unaware if Rajani minded or not he had added something which was like a grappling hook. It could be shot out, puncture the ship and send a violent charge into it disabling it for a while until it was either disconnected or the emergency supply was back online. The other was 'cause he didnt want to upset his employer.*

[Triune]

*There were ships, there were good ships and then there were ships. The Nan-Xen corporation made the latter. With an orbital facility to rival those of famed Kuat the Nan-Xen yards at Obroa-Skai were a marvel to behold and a blueprint for corporate effectiveness. Amongst corporate circles the facilities were well known and thanks to the PR campaign that splashed the Holonet last year many people now made the system home. It was a business, ships of all sorts from small to the bulk carriers all plied the spacelines. Satellites marked promently with the 'NX' symbol of the corporation floated everywhere to guide ships to their destination. The planet was a veritable poster child for living in the corporate world, Everyone on the planet worked for the corporation in some fashion and they were all well paid to do so. This being a light day only five hundred ships were in the approach vectors, had this been a busy day it would have been easily five to ten times that. Welcome to the Corporate Nation.*

[Darius Lenoth/Infared]

*The dark assassin was given detailed instructions on when and where this shipment was to arrive. All he needed to do was wait, hijack it, and get the hell out before anyone noticed. As it was a Corperate nation, one shipment possibly could be taken without much notice...maybe not, but that was a risk he'd have to take.*