With everyone now assembled in the stadium-like meeting room, Rayland decided to rise from his personal chair, slowly walking around the holo-table and standing in front of the collection of ranks and cultures. The movement alone got the attention of the crew as the noise of side chatter died down, awaiting the captain’s eventual speech to which Rayland cleared his throat for and began. “Good afternoon everyone, I’m sure everybody here may still be a bit groggy or tense due to earlier preparations this morning, though some of you I assume may not be used to universal time scales and currently still adapting.”

Rayland fixed his posture to a more at attention stance before continuing. “To kicks things off, I am Captain Rayland Sul’tari and as you may clearly already know, you are aboard the [i]Infamous Alto[/i]; this ship is going to be your new home here for quite some time during this expedition so I would advised getting yourself familiar to it…Assuming of course we don’t end up in a firefight. However we have much to prepare for and little time do so. About less than an hour ago, we had participated in an Interstellar Jump that had shot us over several thousand star systems in an instant and currently we’re in transit to our intended destination…”

The Capitan turned and tapped a single key command on the holo-table, causing the device to project an enlarged image of a naturally green and blue filled celestial body with five satellite moons orbiting it. In detail, scan and statistic reports revealed several major oceans, untouched light green valleys and forests, and highly elevated peaks and gorges covered throughout the northern geography. The planet almost too perfect of ideal colonization was known by everyone in the room well before they had even signed the mission statement and contract; “…Ebrillon.”
“Skimming over a few hundred pages about Ebrillon’s colonial development, the colony was first established about two decades ago and currently supports over five million colonists. This was of course the most recent demographic before contact with the Ebrillian colony was lost only about a month ago.”

Rayland made a few more taps on the holo-table interface before the virtual planet dramatically decreased in size to a spec as the Quox System became the primary focus with the exit point and current position of the expeditionary force displayed on the holographic image. 
“We are currently here in slipspace transit…” said Rayland as he pointed to their position in the holographic chart with the display lighting up in response. “In the next two hours, the [i]SWS Howling Sun[/i] force will exit slipspace here, potentially outside any known long-range weapon arrays assuming Ebrillon’s orbit is not occupied by any hostile force. Now not to frighten anyone, but earlier scouts that had left transit in the vicinity of Ebrillon unfortunately had gone dark soon afterwards. No official cause has been dug up so jumping out into the edge of the system is the safest course of action.”

Rayland paused for a moment and stared into the crowd listening to the presentation of the mission. He could pick out a few concerned looks in the bunch but everyone else seemed to understand the operation thus far and remained stagnant of any expression. “Scenario one; in case of an confirmed hostile element, the transports including the [i]Infamous Alto[/i] will retreat to the exit point with a detached escort force and await further orders. Clear and simple. Now, Scenario two; once Ebrillon is confirmed clear of any hostiles within the surround space, landing operations will take place and ascertain the situation on the ground. That’s when our job comes in. I’m sure you’ve noticed we’re all rather diverse here from specialized technician to heavily armed grunt. The Galactic Coalition has compiled a number of situations they’re anticipating where each of your skills will be put to use. We are well equipped in dealing with irregular solar storms, virus outbreaks, and pirate incursions…Or practically all the above.”

“I shouldn't have to remind you why we’re all here but the GC is expecting a lot of from us and those you’ve been employed by; who knows what we’re going to find. But, if we pull this off, we’re going to come out of this with a lot of credibility and enough credits to last you for life.”

Some of the newcomers and a portion of his own crew vocally made their heightened spirits known whether it was the possibility of fame or being rich enough to own a planet. “Now I assuming many of you have a lot on your mind now and I am open to a brief Q&A before we continue. Who's first?”