[@Banana][@Azereiah][@Turbowraith][@mackielars][@Rultaos][@Tickout][@Xandrya][@PlatinumSkink][@BKburke][@Dark Light][@Silver Carrot] "Ok Ren, welcome aboard. your first assignment is this: there are a couple of.... moments I want erased from the record, similar to what you did with the feed to this room, and I need it done before we reach Minos Station and the data gets uploaded to the Alliance. Let's take it from the top...." Stryker rattled off everything he'd prefer the Alliance not know about and suggested alternative events to spoof in their places, when the list was complete, he added on some closing remarks. "I realize there's not much time, but I have faith you can do it. One other thing, I'm calling a meeting with the rest of the crew. I'm still not quite sure how all this works with you, I guess you'll send one of them? We'll talk later about a way to commune more directly, perhaps I can loop you into the team's communication channel directly. Anyway, couple of minutes time, send someone up" -- After getting called off by Stryker, Grayson had retreated to the Armory, but he'd kept the window-slot on the door open, and worked in view of it, so he could keep an eye on Arex, and follow him down if he made a move on Amy. He did just that when he noticed the cyborg exiting med bay and walking briskly towards the way downstairs. Grayson nearly tripped over his desk as he shot out towards the door. He was just about to call out to Arex and tell him to back off when the intercoms sprang to life. "All crew report to the War Room. All crew to the War Room" -- "Ok everyone, just a quick meeting this time" Stryker began once everyone had arrived "We're gonna be arriving at Minos Station fairly shortly. This isn't exactly meant to be shore leave. In fact, I'd prefer if we kept this trip as short as possible. If anyone has any business to attend to, now's your time to speak. Any requisitions that were placed and approved will have likely been filled and will be included in the resupply we're picking up. There's one more reason I called you all up here, and that's to relay our new orders directly from the head dick himself" Stryker flipped on the holodeck and began playing the vidmessage from Captain Dawson. The asshole's head filled the screen then rose into a 3-dimensional hologram and slowly rotated as the message played. "Crew of the Revenant. Nice job on the Helsin gig. The official story as the rest of the universe knows it is that a band of pirates attacked an illegal mining operation. Alliance flagships entered the system to investigate and they witnessed the Station go nuclear and a single ship slipping out of sight. No survivors to tell the truth, so as far as you're all concerned, complete success. We'll be expecting similar results going forward. As for what's next, well you're gonna have to wait a while. Coordinates are gonna be included in the supply drop from Minos as well as some gear you'll need, but no matter how fast you get there, it's gonna be a few days before the action kicks off, so standing orders as of now, take the scenic route, don't draw attention to yourselves, the usual. Failure to comply will result in an... unfortunate end to this little experiment. Oh, and one more thing, Stryker we have a new recruit, she'll be included with the supply drop on Minos too, but you're gonna be losing the Kzargett, Sammn. Command needs his... [i]particular talents[/i] on another assignment. That's all" "So, that's that. Like I said before, anyone with business on Minos, you'll find me in the cockpit, we'll be at Minos shortly. Sammn, you wanna come with me? I want a word......" An hour or two later, The Revenant finally arrived at Minos. The large station loomed out at them from it's lodging on the edge of a frozen asteroid that was easily twice as big as Earth's moon. Stryker opened a comms line once they were in range and tried to negotiate a landing pad with the local port authority, or what passed for one out here. In the end, he settled for a docking berth and helped Tibulus navigate their craft in. He engaged the docking protocols, and swung out of his seat. "I'll head on down then, meet up with our contact"