Re: 5: Next Stop--Theev via Borite
OOC: Re: Msg #901, the prognosis for Drem and Gwyr was that they would be laid-up for a week. So, Varca hasn't really been including them in his plans. Oh, and Rayjay -- these two guys did have suits, but, uh, somebody blew them all too hell with Accelerator Rifle rounds! Just sayin... ^_^
"Play Witness, play the Science Officer, play a useless Hanger-On, doesn't matter to me." Varca says, "Just remember we've already started the rumor, back on Torpol, that Vultan is the plaything of a Drinaxi Nobleman who's got it into his head to go out and 'play Spaceman'. Any position you wanna give yourselves in that kind of entourage should sorta play off of that."
"Ingrid can either just be the Nobleman's Trophy Girlfriend -- or, as you just mentioned, Ingrid -- you could be something like his Social Secretary. Similarly, Zhouth, you could be anything from the Nobleman's Scientific Advisor -- a Science Officer -- or you could pass yourself off as his Administrative Assistant. Rayjay -- yeah, he's obviously there as muscle -- but between his gruff demeanor and his Naval background, his presence will help sell the message that, while this Nobleman may be in over his head, he's still surrounding himself with capable people."
"As for Ghent ... yeah, you nailed it. I'm just afraid he'll poke a hole in the hull." Varca grins, "But I have the same fear from Collyn and his glowing blade! The other reason, Ghent, that I suggested you go with the Team meeting The Admiral is because, well ... you clean up pretty well, and another sharp-looking person around our Captain-the-Baron might help sell the bluff. If you wanna come help secure Mercifuge, then come along."
"Ideally, we'll figure out how to use Silverhands overrides to open the ship's airlock. We do that, sneak aboard, find the Crew and subdue them -- all hopefully without any violence. Nice and quiet, like."
"As far as I know, there isn't anything 'suspicious' about us relocating Vultan up to the base on The Skull..."
Varca pauses and looks to Viridian,
"Is it on The Skull, or in The Skull?" Varca asks, "I didn't pay much attention to it, when we approached the planet."
"Anyway, we fly up to The Skull and dock just like anybody else. A few of us, armed and wearing suits, but not acting like we're performing a Tactical Assault -- we just peacefully make our way over near where Mercifuge is docked. Once there we keep things looking casual, as we try to remote open the airlock with Silverhands overrides."
"If they work, and we open the airlock without setting off alarms, then we quickly and quietly slip aboard and do what we gotta do -- as peacefully as possible."
"If the overrides don't open the airlock, but can disable the ship, then we do that, and come up with another plan. Maybe disable the ship -- lock it down -- and then ask those guys to surrender."
Varca shrugs, "Again, if the overrides won't open the airlock, but will shut down the ship systems, maybe we spook 'em into undocking and making a run for it -- we follow them, chase them away from The Skull, and then we use the overrides to shut them down out in space. Then we just board 'em any which way we want."