Capital of Onderon | 2400 hours
Onderon's armada, along with its fleet of transports had already been mobilized. The decision to commission an additional fleet of transports from Fondor had been a stroke of forethought on Cassian's part and left the planet well-resourced for any evacuation efforts in the event of another attack. Transports alone were not enough to put the princess' mind at ease when it came to the lives of Onderonians, however, as she sought a secondary method of escape for evacuating citizens.
Ironically, the same bomb that had destroyed the senate building also presented the solution Reyna sought: an undergrown sewer system beneath Iziz that could be fortified and reinforced into bunkers for evacuating citizens. Possibly even for the planet's military, if it was driven back by the invading forces of the Sith Empire or the New Republic.
Nothing was ever easy, and this was no exception. There was a hitch in the plan, and one that had to be dealt with before it could proceed. A group of drug traffickers that had moved in and set up shop beneath the city during the power vacuum and chaos that followed the Sith's invasion. They'd need to be cleared out before any real progress could be made, and Reyna wanted to be the one to do it. With help, of course. She wasn't that naïve and understood that even with the training Altair had so kindly supplied and the limited training she had pursued on her own, she couldn't pull this off alone.
So she waited. Waited for the free worlds lieutenant that had agreed to help her and, perhaps even more crucial than that, had agreed to keep the princess' involvement in tonight's exploits a secret. It remained to be seen whether Reyna would prove to be a help or a hinderance tonight. @Xorism