[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/sxIICU7.png[/img][/center] [hr][hr] [b]Location:[/b] Mandalore "We've got a reply," Drin said after some time had passed. "They've requested we land and meet their Duchess. Most likely a dignitary of some sort, if not their leader outright judging by the way the speak of her." Gretho took a second to digest that information before answering. "Relay our acknowledgement and acceptance of their request. That means hands off the stasers Persi." The Gallifreyan in question rolled her eyes and threw her hands up dramatically. "[i]Fine![/i] But I better get to blow something up later." "You'll get your chance when we take the fight to the Replicators newblood," Zevo remarked as she rummaged about in one of the ship's compartments. "For now come grab your gear and suit up. The last thing we need is our biodata mucking with the natural history of a planet that isn't even our own." Maz gave a small shake of his head as Persi moved to do as she was told; being followed shortly thereafter by Drin, Qor, and Zevo herself. "The newblood Houses always loom such... intense personalities." The corners of Gretho's mouth quirked downwards as he gave the command to INTRA to bring the ship down to Mandalore's surface. "Indeed." With that the captain of the Endeavor rose to his feet and made his way towards Zevo and the others, Maz following close behind. The two of them took some easily concealed sidearms from one of the weapons lockers—nothing major, just a couple of low-powered stasers they could use to stun potential enemies if need be—along with a pair of specialized breathing masks. A minute or two later and the crew of the Endeavor had finally geared up. Their faces lay concealed behind ornate rusty-red masks designed to recycle the air they breathed, while their eyes had been reduced to baleful halos of electronic red. The attire they wore had changed also, from the mobility and combat oriented armor they usually sported, to bulky environment suits designed to minimize the overall impact they had on the world below. All that remained was the rest of their descent which, thanks to INTRA's efficiency and their drive's power, passed quickly. Having gathered near the landing ramp, the only indication of their passage through the planet's atmosphere was a slight vibration that died out as quickly as it had come. Ultimately the ship navigated its way to the planet's capitol, coming to rest in the air a few feet above one of the many exterior landing pads. A boarding ramp lowered a few seconds later with the slight hiss of some unknown chemical particulate, and the Endeavor's crew disembarked. Surveying their surroundings briefly they trundled their way towards the nearest guard, inquired as to the location of the Duchess, and then made their way to her. Under armed escort and careful watch of course.