Center of Jutraalian Intelligence, Hargeeva

Twenty days before the attack on Calamari

The center of Jutraalian Intelligence was officially located on Despayre, but because Kyric Zen, Director of the Intelligence branch, felt Hargeeva was a much safer location that is where he worked out of.

"As you can see here," Major Tsan Eck, an operative, pointed to a picture of several cargo ships, "The Mon Calamaris are building something of big proportion. Very big."

"Where are these ships heading?" The question came from Colonel Kameron Deor.

"Our guess: Da Soocha." The room fell silent, all waiting for someone else to break the silence.

"What are they building Major?" Asked Colonel Jhen Ksan, the only female in the room.

"My analysts figure either they are constructing ship yards, or desiging a death star sized ship."

"Maybe they should have informed us of this action in accords with us not blowing them to hell." Alas, Kyric Zen spoke, in his usual calm demeanor. Some chuckles followed. "Prepare my fleet, I will go immeadiatly."

Action II Corellian Transport, Heaven's Hound

Eleven days before the attack on Calamari

Major Tsan Eck wasn't a very tall man roughly 1.8 meters tall. And his boyish features didn't help him look older. So all in all it was a very perfect natural disguise he used quite often. Right now, he was pretending to be the replacement crewman for a sensor operator who had gotten sick and couldn't make the trip.

"So Capn'," asked Tsan, "What are we transporting to Da Soocha, is it?"

"Well Lurt," Tsan's fake name, "We are transporting bolts."

"Bolts?"

"Ya know, for keeping things together, nuts and bolts."

"Oh... Bolts..." Eck paused, "Why does Da Soocha need bolts?"

"Well... since we are about to enter hyperspace I can tell you." He started a huge grin, "Shipyards."

"Shipyards for the Mon Cals?"

"Yes."

"Didn't the Juts" Slang term for Jutraalian Empire, "forbid them from having them?"

"Of course not!"

"Oh... well I'd better get back to work sir."

"You probably should. And probably should get back to being captain." With that, the Captain walked off.

"Entering hyperspace in five... four ... three" Tashna Kar was coutning down till they entered hyperspace. Tsan found her not to be ugly-- oh no, not in the least; but he did find her to be quite a @#%$. Everything had to be her way or else it wouldn't happen. He would enjoy killing her later.

Then there was Elin Joplonsky and Jine Joplonsky. The hired guns. They were both fairly big, versed in Tera Kasii and armed fairly well.

Opi Tent and Jery Isum were the pilots, both fairly small and would be no challenge in killing either. Max Brin was the navigator and systems moniter. He boasted he knew Tera Kasii.

Finally, there was Captain Adoy. He was fairly old and seemed to be very tricky. He could be packing heat so Tsan knew to be extra careful with him.

(OOC:????? Since when are we at MCR building something? we only have 2 members, me and Teebo. And Teebo has a concussion so he probably isn't up to TRF. Unless you're just RPing or something. I didn't know then)

(<-- Zen. Shipyards, you are building shipyards. Now, unless I am mistaken shipyards are forty thousand meters long, made of metal, and you are building three.)