Raezyr answered into the comm. "We arrived moments before you but jumped into the gravity well of the planet and dove directly into the atmosphere, hoping to avoid major notice."
Taggart's laughter blasted through their speakers "I think I may like you afterall!" he boomed. After calming down, he continued. "Are you going to finally fill us in on where we're headed and what the plan is?"
Trychon transmitted the coordinates. Pulling the map up on his datapad as well, he began to tell them what he and Raezyr had come up with. "You and the Stalker will be coming around the planet in the most normal and obvious fashion you can. We're hoping that you won't attract attention too quickly, but eventually as you get closer to the target. After Riv-ars scrambles any fighters to meet you on the way, we're going to fly in low and quick and go in on foot... Sort of. After we've cleared the hangar, and hopefully you're not overwhelmed with resistance, you'll meet us down there. You'll stay with us but covering our six until we find the containers stolen from your crew. Then you'll load up and meet up with Dianna's contact. If they give you any issues or won't deal with you, send us a message... and then wait for us. Does this make sense?"
Dengar's voice came over the comm next, his tone somewhere on the line between irritated and furious. "That's a negative JetRazor. We all know of Raez's feelings for the Captain... but we're here for revenge."
Raezyr opened his mouth to point out a few things to Dengar, but Trychon held up a finger in his direction, indicating that he should wait. Instead, Trychon responded for him. "You may be here for revenge... but we're here for blood. Recommend you stay out of our way." There was a pause and silence on the other end, so he hit the button to go on. "We're moving into position carefully, but we'll be waiting on you to open up the fight before we make our final move. Straight shooting... out."
Raezyr simply looked at Trychon and nodded before looking back to the viewscreen and his controls to take them towards the target. The atmosphere and their need for stealth required a slow enough speed that they should arrive close enough to the same time as their support, but he'd picked out a spot to set the ship down anyway as they were going to be waiting to ensure the hangar was close to empty when they made their approach.
They maneuvered around and through the various obstacles that were in their way for nearly half of an hour before coming across a fairly flat terrain that stretched out to the end of their vision. Raezyr let go of the controls reluctantly while keeping his eyes on what laid ahead. "You still think bringing them along was a good idea?"
Trychon shrugged. "If they argued any more than they did, I had the Stalker prepped to target them. They'd see our way one way or another. If they get in our way once we've landed, it'll be the same thing. Casualties are a part of the business they're in. Also a part of disagreeing with the Sith. I don't believe it'll come to that... but if it does, I'm likely to lose as much sleep as Huck is over the ordeal."
Raezyr chuckled, but quietly. "Maybe when we're done, we can bring back a prisoner or two of our own for Di's crew to deal with. That'll satisfy their need for revenge..."
Trychon smiled. That was his Sith brother he knew. He watched as Raezyr grabbed control of the ship again as they were headed into some hills. He watched the light folliage roll under them for a few minutes before picking his datapad up off of the dash and tinkering with it. You never know what you may need in a situation like this... he thought to himself.
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