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"I'll consider it when I'm making the plans Rento, which I've got to get a start on now. I'll see you guys later."
Stryker exited the med bay and moved with a purpose. He had a funny feeling when he noticed Grayson and Amy walk by the med bay door. A funny feeling that he knew exactly where they were headed, and Stryker didn't need another all-out brawl among his crew. Not now.

"Grayson!" Stryker called out when he caught sight of them in the Crew Quarters hallway. They stopped and waited for him.
"Don't" he said simply "Not now." He truly hoped they understood his meaning. Grayson blinked in confusion, then it dawned on him and he nodded.
"Fine"

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2 Days Later.....

The Revenant shuddered as it entered the artificial atmosphere around Serros Station. The behemoth ship glided easily between the clumps of debris as it secured a docking berth. Inside, Stryker had gathered the crew in the War Room for a short briefing of their first objective.

"Phase one of five, intelligence gathering" he read off the orders as efficiently as he could, while cutting most of the Alliance's pompous bullshit "Ok, we're all gonna leave the ship once we dock. We've got a pair of contacts to meet up with, the first is an undercover Alliance operative, he's waiting with a new recruit who command says might have some pertinent intel for the job at hand. The second contact is Alessio Carver, he's the head of the mercs that've been hired to assist on the job. they've been here for a few days now, so we'll be doing a little exchange of information at a local watering hole. Oh, I should probably mention that this bar is one of the primary bases of operation for the target, Ne'ero Sol. So once we're inside, break off into small groups, grab a drink, and start taking in every detail you can. Rens, SAL, Tobi, I want you all to be recording everything: how many patrons, guards, and employees. How many guns in the building, entrances and exits. [i]Everything.[/i] Any further orders will be distributed on the fly. Don't take any of your gear except maybe an easily concealed sidearm. To the public eyes, we're just a crew stopping off for a rest, got it? Alright, let's do this."

Stryker led the way off the ship and into the crowded docks of the station. Within a few minutes, he spotted an all-human group who definitely looked like they were waiting for someone. He made his way over to them.
"Carver?" Stryker said to one of them.
"You must be Stryker" said the tall, tanned man "Call me Alessio if you want. Shall we?
"Just a moment, I've got another contact to see before we head in. I think that's him now."

Indeed, Stryker had spotted a heavyset human dockhand who was looking at him a bit too obviously. He left everyone and walked over.
"Your disguise needs work, I saw right through you" he said under his breath.
"It's good enough for the cretins" he huffed as he turned his attention to the young Nekross who sat on the floor nearby, her hands still in shackles.
"Hey, wake up" he wheezed as he roughly shoved her with his foot.