Darien taps Falmok, Scan the area, see if anyone else is out there. After that, look for information about this system, we might need a place to hide and plan our next move.

Falmok nodded, Got it.

Darien then made his way to the two pirates. Alright, we want you to give us information about your base. The layout, personnel, defenses. The works.

One of the pirates glances hesitantly at the other and says, We should prob'ly tell 'em everything, we don't have any stake in it any more. The other one looks back at him and then turns back to Darien What'll ya give us if you wan' us to tell ya? Mutually beneficial exchange ya know?

Falmok looks up from the console, Utrel'a Dar, naas dayn ogir.

What do you want? Cade asked.

Darien nodded to Falmok.

Money and freedom. Or a job.

Cade looked at Darien C in vhetin?

Perhaps. What do you think?

Cade shrugged. He poked the two with his bes'kad. How about all three, aruetii? A clean slate, and a share in what's about to happen.

Darien looked at both of them. Can yo u prove you can be trusted?

The one who spoke up glances at the other one, N-no... not really.

Then swear to us that you can be trusted. Darien said. You honor it, you do your part, we'll ignore your past and your future will be what you make it.

An honest future Cade added.

Alright, we swear it. An honest future.

Good, Cade says you're still on gunner duty, and while during this probationary period of trust, no personal weapons. Tell us everything you know about this base, you earn 500 credits each. You help disable ships, you earn more credits. This will be our contract with you. We Mandalorians take contracts very seriously. You do not want to break a contract with Mando'ade. Do we have a deal, gentlemen?

Yes. It's a deal.

About the base, it's inside a hollowed out ast'roid, excavated decades ago. da pris'ner decks 're on the lowest three levels, below da reacter, and above that are da crew quarters, all on one deck, above that're the hanger and bri'ge, but we ain't never been up there. Is there anything I'm forget'n, Ty?

Nope, dat's about it, they dock these birds to offload prisoners at the lowest level, but dey dock 'em at the same level as the hangar for re-fuel and re-supply.

Anything else, mate?

Defenses, weapons and shields inside, or outside? Cade asked.

Oh, uhh, umm... they've got good shields, flyin' space rocks 'n all, but I'm not sure 'bout weapons, they've got a few turrets, 'round the outside, but I 'on't know what sort, never seen 'em used, we joined up recently.

Inside, I don't know, we ain't never been in the prisoner blocks, but there ain't any turrets er anything in the crew quarters or bridge.

The other one pipes up now, They've almost always got one er two 'zantis docked, inside the shield.

Cade looked to Darien, <Ok.. we transmitted the navigation data to the Rangers, if they jump now, we go ahead, enter the asteroid, take out the bridge and the engines of anything docked. Then we dock with the prison as the Rangers clean up . What do you think?>

*Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep* A light on the commtech's dashboard starts blinking and beeping, you have an incoming call.

Darien sighed. Perfect. He went to the comunication station and looked at the gunners What's the ship called?

Cat's Thorn.

Darien opened a channel. Cat's Thorn.

Cade opened the private coms, <Kara, get a hold of the Rangers. We might have to accelerate our plan..>

What the kriff are you up to, you 'aven't checked in and ya've been in the same spot fer an hour, put the cap'n on.

There was a problem with the engines, the Captain wanted to supervise.

Well tell 'im to get 'em up and runnin' and get back here, the chief's callin' a meetin' an e wants yer cap'n there.

I'll tell him, Darien promised. I didn't know we had another raid lined up..

We don't, vis't'rs. We got some buyers comin' an' the chief wants to talk business with 'is cap'ns.