The Man with green eyes put up his hands. "The deposit was accepted. You are in my employ, any further details you can discuss along the way." He turned to Tony. "You're one of the best pilots in the galaxy, especially with a ship your size and as you know have a substantial pool on you for beating Han Solos Record off the Kessel Run-" Tony just shrugged. "I keep meaning to get around to it." The man with green eyes continued ignoring the interuption,  "-Not to mention you can hack into computer systems without breaking a sweat."

HE turned to Tor. "You're the other side of that coin, good with tech and machinery. You can find new ways to kill someone with a toaster. Your quick and deadly, and the tech you make is deadlier." He turned to Sirka. "You're hid deflects blaster bolts, you're as strong if not stronger than a wookie and you're definitely deadlier you're a living tank." Then he turned too Dazan. "If you want something blown up, and blown up good. There's only one man I would go to for that and thats you." He swept his hands around encompassing the whole station. "I work for a conglomeration who prefer to remain anonymous and we own this station and several like it throughout the galaxy. We're currently paying good money for mercenaries. You're the best, are you ready to make history?"