[color=0072bc][u][i][b]Orbit over Yavin IV[/b][/i][/u][/color]
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[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Nii8r_EqeA]Arrival[/url]

[@Jollan]

Captain Argus went from amused but questioning their sanity to convinced of their [i]insanity[/i] while doing his best to keep himself from laughing out loud. The Mon Cal's goggled eyes began to dart about the bridge of his Recusant class Starship as the Captain of the Nexu happily proclaimed his desire to help them make war on the Zaan Consortium. Something, the Fishman wasn't even certain they were doing, but probably should. Everyone was so focused on either Zsinj or the Empire around Coruscant, but there were hundreds of minor warlords with their picket fleets out there and the fact that two warring organized crime syndicates had the power to unify them all (To say nothing of how dangerous Jerec and Kaine were). Always disturbed Captain Argus, the fact that the Alliance was content to ignore two powerful, syndicates that somehow managed to conquer Hutt space seemed even more insane. 


The Captain of the Nexu and his funny little crewmate presented an opportunity for his benefactor, but the Bothan was busy with bigger fish to fry at the moment. The Mon Cal leaned forward, thinking as the room around him flashed in holoreels and visuals of various starships which were either waiting in "line" to dock on Yavin or one of the space stations in its orbit or bored sector patrol vessels inquiring if Captain Argus needed assistance, something his communications officers were repeatedly shooting down. Large, bowl like eyes narrowed as if he was considering when the decision had already been made.

"Very well, Nexu, prepare for a fighter escort from my vessel to escort you to a landing base near the Lunar equator, from there you'll be escorted to the main Alliance settlement. Krayt out"