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Tanaab Space
Tanaab Space
Telag held the ship steady as they neared the agriworld known as Tanaab. There didn't seem to be a lot of traffic (or any at all) around. He figured that he would have enough time to do a debriefing. From the info they were giving, it would be some time before any target freighters would move offworld. Stretching his back a bit, he reached for the ship controls and drew it into a halt. He cut the thrusters causing the ship to drift slowly in a similar orbit that of the planet, but far out of the range of Tanaab's gravitational pull. "Stay here, Ku'el. I need to do a debriefing. We don't need any possible patrol ships trying to intercept us. The mission would be considered a failure," he commanded to one of the Mandalorians that was standing in the cockpit. Ku'el nodded and stood at his post.
Getting to Tanaab had been easy. There hadn't been any disturbances. He wasn't sure to expect and wished he had more intel on what was actually consisted of the cargo. Though, he figured it was probably food or crops to sell to other core worlds. The fact that they got here in one piece was a good thing. During his lifetime, he had spent a lot of time in the outskirts of the galaxy. This is one of the few times he actually been in the Inner Rim. Telag wasn't sure how well this mission would turn out. He figured that he would talk to his teammates and made sure they understood what was at stake.
Taking a sigh and lighting a cigar, he started to make his way to the intercom of the YG-300 Light Freighter. "Alright everyone, we need to meet in the Communication Suite and make sure every one is in costume." he stated firmly. The small crew that he had would be enough for what they needed. Before he made it to the Communication Suite, one of the other never Mandalorian recruits stopped him. "Telag, the other freighter has made it's way into the Tanaab Space and is getting close to the proximity of the ship," the Mandalorian said eagerly.
"Good, Malrun. Make sure that they're suited up before we make the holocall to them," Telag responded as he tugged a bit on the basic gray armor [Multipurpose Mobile Combat Armor] they were given for the mission. He figured the armor was probably commandeered off another vessel. The armor felt too light compared to his CCT armor, but it was what they needed to look the part. It was only five of them per ship and it was all they needed. Telag set his helmet down on a table on the table in the Communication Suite. He took a deep slow heave of his cigar. He wished that he was able to have a drink before the mission, but he lucked out this time. All he had was a cigar and a bit of patience. He would wait until the whole team gathered before making the call to the other ship. The mission was too important to leave out any details or for someone to miss anything.
((OOC: Well, I hope that's good enough. PM to let me know if I need to make changes. EDIT: Alright that should be better))
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