"Kala and I will be going for a short walk. Do what you can, Aadun, I'm sure your skills are up to the task."

Meanwhile, as Kala and Varis exit, Krysten begins an intensive search of the premises. [Private to Krysten Tyner: 6 Perception rolls, please.]

Now that everybody had figured out what they needed to do for the day, Aadun decided that it was time for him to do the same.  He gets up and heads out of the main room, to start work on his task.

Back at the hide out Narik went inside to see who was about. ”Anybody home?”.

Narik doesn't find anyone answering quickly. Aadun and Kala may be about doing some things, but Varis is nowhere to be seen and Joron seems to have stepped out as well.

Krysten comes strolling back through the door shortly after Narik asks his question.

"I'm here, though I'm not sure where everyone else is.  You have a datapad I can download the house layout too?"

Narik nodded to Krysten was he swung his pack off his bag and retrieved his datapad. The soldier passed her it “I laid myself out for the picking and no-one came. I reckon whoever attacked last night is after one target only. Kind of points in Varis’s direction”.

Krysten flipped open a small compartment on her own datapad and retrieved a cord before taking the one handed to her.  She then located a small latch that opened to reveal a data cable receptacle and plugged the cord in.  Data scrolled across both screens as the datapads talked to each other in their electronic language, and she waited patiently until a small button popped up on her display that said "Synchronize?"  She tapped the button, and waited a couple more seconds as the datapads finished.  Once that was done, she located the file in her own directory and sent a copy to Narik's directory that contained all the information she had been able to discover.

That done, she removed her datacable from the port on Narik's 'pad and closed the latch over the receptacle and handed it back.  She retracted the cord in her own pad and closed its compartment as well before looking back up at him.

"Then one of us should probably start insisting we be with her at all times.  She may be able to take care of herself in hand to hand, but elegance and speed is no match for your experience or my beskar'gam."

She shrugged in a philosophical sort of way.

"That aside, there's at least three hidden doors plus a panic room.  The only activation method I was able to find was the panic room.  Still someplace to stash Varis until a firefight passes over might come in handy.  In addition, I've downloaded as much of the mansion layout as I was able to determine to your pad."

Narik watched as Krysten uploaded the layout of their current hide out onto his datapad “good job” he commended her work.

“It’s bad that we don’t know where she is now” he leaned a little closer and lowered his voice “you know this whole thing could be set up. Varis might just want us to think someone is after her” Narik didn’t add anything else “what we doing next?”

Krysten didn't so much ignore the compliment as pass it over.  Like she would do anything else other than her best?  Pfffft.  Focusing on Narik's next words, though, touched upon something that had been percolating at the back of her mind for a bit, but that she hadn't really considered.

She didn't return his conspiratorial lean, but she did allow him the courtesy of lowering her external speaker when she responded.

"Regardless of whether or not someone is after Varis, or if she thinks someone is, my job is to 'A,' keep her alive and 'B,' assist her with completing the mission.  'A' comes first, with 'B' a close second."

Pausing to change mental tracks, she continued after a moment.

"As for what we are doing next, since you're head of security, I'd like your permission to see if I can find some place to replenish my wrist rocket ammunition.  It came in more than a little handy, and I don't feel right without at least some form of ammo for it."
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The mission and any plans they had laid were in ruins. Krysten logic was seemingly something to hang on to. So Narik neither approved nor disapproved her statement. When it came time for him to answer her he gave his consent “let me come with you. No harm in having some back-up and our charge Varis could be anywhere so we’re not serving her by sitting idle here”.

Aadun stepped back into the room, looking rather happy about something.  "Hey," he says to Krysten and Narik as he walks into the room.  "Just wondering, do either of you speak Ryl?"

Krysten nodded.

"I do."

"Good," he says and smiles a bit wider.  "I think I have an idea, though it will be dangerous.  In order for us to take out the Distombe Clan without killing them, we have to prove them traitorous.  Phase one of my plan would be to start rumors about them involving the current quarantine.  They would need to crop up in different news sources and at different times and appear to be written by different people."

"I haven't written these out yet, but I need a fluent Ryl speaker in order to translate some of them.  Translation programs are excellent, but in my opinion they can never beat the nuances that a fluent speaker can make.  Do you two think this will work?"
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Narik couldn’t help with the translation but could comment on its worth “it’s worth doing as long as it can’t be traced back to us or the Ziveri clan” he agreed “the people of Kala’uun must be keen to rid themselves of the Imperial Inquisitor and offering the Distombe clan as a scapegoat could pave the way for the Ziveri Clan.”

"That is exactly what I was hoping to do," he says and shrugs his shoulders.  "The rumors are already widely available that the Distombes may be working very closely with the Imperials already.  It would just be putting an additional idea out there for scrutiny."

"Yes, having this linked back to us would be a worst case scenario.  I need time to plan and make sure that doesn't happen."

“See what you can do, I’m sure you’ll manage something” Narik encouraged the Zabrak “keep us updated on your progress. I’ve got a lead on who attacked us last night. As soon as I find out anything substantial I’ll pass it on”.

Krysten took the datapad from Aadun, politley, and glanced over the various pieces of text.  She thumbed through the pages with rapid speed, doing a bit of each in her head before handing the pad back to the Zabrak.

"I'll start on these this afternoon after I get back from gathering some ammunition for my wrist launcher.  They'll be done before tomorrow morning.  Does that work for you?"

With the confirmation that his plan was solid, now he knew that he needed to work on some evidence.  Rumors without proof were meaningless, after all.  "That's fine.  I'll see you later then," he comments and nods his head at them.  "I probably should do some more plotting and planning anyway in order to make sure that this goes off without any sort of problems arising."

Krysten nodded.

"I'll let you know when I'm back.  Good luck with the evidence."

“Okay look after yourself and contact us if anything happens” the soldier offered as he followed Krysten out.

Back at the group’s hideout Narik retrieved the recording cylinder he had been left by the Kubaz and sent the recording cylinder for playback.

The cylinder, it turns out, is only good for audio recording, but the conversation recorded is very, very interesting... and disturbing.

The recording picks up mid-sentence, as if the Kubaz decided, spur of the moment, to begin it.

The first voice belongs to Narik's agent. "... could this one know that Black Sun was involved in so simple a thing? This would not have imagined that the organization had recovered so quickly. This one apologizes most humbly, Master Storn."

Next, a deep male voice is heard. "Goridan, you have stuck your long snout into our business one time too often, I..."

A seductive female voice interrupts the man. "Now, Aric, don't be too hasty. From what I've heard, this Kubaz doesn't investigate on his own. He's working for someone. He can deliver a message for us... tell them to butt out and mind their own business, don't you think?"

"Isara, I don't know why you care. If you'd let my men handle things on their own without insisting that you accompany them, the target would certainly be eliminated without the need to investigate further."

"It wasn't my mission, but I do like to get my feet wet every now and then, Aric. Don't make me regret putting the man in contact with you."

"Thanks to the blockade, no one else here could have handled it so well."

"If you consider a near failure to be 'well'."

"I... Why are we speaking in front of him? He's a security risk."

"He's no such thing. Listen to me Kubaz. We're going to outfit you with a wire and a small security device. If you reveal any information besides what you are directed to whoever hire you, we'll not only kill you, but whatever family we can find on this wretched planet. Now..."

The recording cuts off as abruptly as it began.

Narik listened to the recording and then listened to it again. The target of the attack was still unnamed but he could at last give their enemy a name. Black Sun. The soldier mused on the news. The fact that they organised themselves in the manner of a legitimate business didn’t stop them being criminals “at least we know who’s trying to kill us” he remarked to Krysten “not much good reporting it to anyone I guess. We’re on are own. What interest would that gathering of crooks have with any of us anyway?”

Krysten thought for a moment before responding.

"My guess is one of our party leaders owes them something.  I'd hold off on saying that name too often.  We've got enough people after us we don't need any more just for being careless about what and where we talk."

Narik shook his head. He did want to avoid any unwanted entanglements with the criminal organisation the Black Sun but the information had to shared “we need to tell the others what we’ve discovered” he shook the cylinder “this recording puts Jaerad’s out of the list of suspects. Unless of course his higher up the food chain than I thought. I didn’t think his connections were as high up as Black Sun. Perhaps the mission here has interfered with plans of theirs otherwise they wouldn’t have attempted to remove us”

From the recording however it appeared that the Imperial Blockade was unconnected “it doesn’t provide us an answer why the Imperials are here” he mused “there may be an even bigger player involved. I don’t think there’s anything we can do but continue our plans and watch our backs. I wonder if Aadun has got anywhere with his investigations”.