Atrivis Sector

[Nim Naja]

"Hi. Ah, well, someone good enough to find this signal and call you while out for a pleasant stroll. Who might you be?"

OOC: Nim starts running a trace on the number as she speaks.

[GM Craig]

"No time! Look, I need to speak with someone with the rebels. I have information for them. Can you do that?"

The voice is badly distorted - you cannot even tell what gender or species. Your trace is currently on the sixth bounce. Whoever this is, he or she is covering his tracks very well.

[Nim Naja]

Nim raised an eyebrow and made a mental command to start recording the conversation (if it isn't already).

"Ill see what I can do for ya."

[GM Craig]

"You need to hurry! There isn't much time! Call me when you reach them!"

[Nim Naja]

When the call ended she hustled back off the ship and activated Buzz. "Hiya Buzz. I need to make a very secure call to someone I dunno and I really can't have them tracing me. Or like, knowing anything, really. Maybe even make it sound distant cuz' they might be on planet. I'd like to know what I can about them, but being secure is more important. Can you help me out?"

[GM Craig]

"<BU-ZZ = !Multibounce()... $working... $working... $status=ready // $HopCount=137>"

[Nim Naja]

"Nice! Okay, do it up." Assuming the call goes through, she is rather blunt, more authorial: "To whom am I speaking? It is my understanding that you have information."

She blanched at being so.. formal.

[GM Craig]

"First, who is this?"

[Nim Naja]

“I was told you said there was no time. In the rebellion names do not matter. We are rebels. Not fighting for fame but fighting for the greater-”

“-Oh just shut it already. Give me that. Right, I'm an agent, use the codename ‘Ballbuster’ if you really want one. Make this quick or I drop and you won't have the chance again.”

[GM Craig]

There is a pause.

"There is an Imperial fleet battlegroup in transit to Fest. They are due to arrive in six hours to begin the pacification of the Altiris Sector."

[Nim Naja]

There is a pause.

"Well. That escalated quickly."

Another pause.

"Thank you. Anything else? Will they hit Fest first? What name can I use for you?"

Nim starts running back into the ship.

[GM Craig]

"Call me Wicker. I don't know what their target is. But I know they're due to arrive in six hours. There's a few worlds they could be hitting - Atrivis, Spefik, Fest or Mantooine. All have open rebellions, and the governors have called for aid."

[Nim Naja]

"Got it. Would you be willing to contact me if and when you learn which planet they intend to attack first? How do you know about these plans?"

Nim waves over a tech.

[GM Craig]

You wave over one of the techs, and she walks over quickly. "Yes ma'am?"

On the comlink, there is a pause. You can almost hear the mental gears working as he considers how much to reveal. "I work in an Imperial facility nearby. We've been processing the resupply orders for the battlegroup."

[Nim Naja]

"I see. If possible call me at "" if you have anything further. Maker be with you."

OOC: Giving him/her a secure number obviously.

Once the call is cut Nim turns directly to the tech, her pale blue eyes very intent. "This is critical," she turned sideways to Buzz, "--Cut voice scramble-- Right, I need you to find out how long it would take to get the shield off the ship. Then how long for the ship to ready to leave. And I need to know how long it would take to get to Mantooine. Repeat that back to me."

While the tech speaks Nim calls up Trax.