Nodding towards Kranon, Deacon replied, "Alright, here's the ways it's gonna be. You can get in on the cut with us, playin' by my rules, or you can run it y'self and see where it gets you. I'm not lookin' to kill the Senator either; jus' make some good money off of him." He didn't add that he had a message to send the Senator as well. Something special. With that he grinned mischievously at Kranon. Extending a hand, Deke inquired, "So Kranon Vex, you in or out?" He quirked an eyebrow as he asked the question.
Right about then, Deacon heard the sound of glass breaking behind him. Without turning about, he closed his eyes for a moment and was thankful that he hadn't rented a club room in the lower levels of the Outlander's Club like he had previously on another mission. He didn't need hired thugs breaking crap and drawing attention. Looking over his shoulder, he noted that the fellow at least had the sense to pick up his own mess. Good.
Deacon turned about towards the Togrutan female and the fella who was picking up glass. Gesturing towards the roughened coffee table, he replied, "Let's run through the basics here. I've no issue checking out your vessel once we're done, but I am expectin' another participant or two, an' I'm not willing t'jus' up an' walk out on them yet. Like you said, this is gonna be a big job, an' we'll need every hired gun we can git." With that, he ensured that the door was sealed and secured from the inside, before moving towards the middle of the room.
Taking a seat at one side of the coffee table, Deacon began to bring up a rough-looking hologram of a couple of buildings as well as a screen full of data. Gesturing to the two buildings, he remarked, "Now th' Senator'll be the -most- secure when he's in the Senate his home, or pretty much any other governmental building b'tween."
Running his finger along a highlighted route, Deke went on, "The Senator doesn't really have a set schedule that he follows with any regularity... unfortunately, though I have noted that he does travel this route here... indicated in orange... at least two-three times a week." Erecting his posture as he sat back a bit from the table, he added, "Now if we can strike him -real- quick an' sudden like while he's on this route, taking him into one of these safe houses here, here, or here... we'll hav' ourselves a pritty decent chance."
As he pointed to the safe houses, they lit up in a green aura. They weren't exactly 'houses' per se, but were more like... a room in the back of a restaurant... the office portion of an abandoned warehouse... and an apartment in a 'less than desirable' part of town. All swept and secured by him personally earlier in the week. He looked to the others to see what they thought.
Adding, he waved a hand over the hologram, "Of course, I think we should familiarize ourselves with this route at least a few times, if not more, committing the diagram here t'memory so we'll know -exactly- where we are... or the target is... at any time along this route.... Questions? Comments? Anyone?"
Right about then, Deacon heard the sound of glass breaking behind him. Without turning about, he closed his eyes for a moment and was thankful that he hadn't rented a club room in the lower levels of the Outlander's Club like he had previously on another mission. He didn't need hired thugs breaking crap and drawing attention. Looking over his shoulder, he noted that the fellow at least had the sense to pick up his own mess. Good.
Deacon turned about towards the Togrutan female and the fella who was picking up glass. Gesturing towards the roughened coffee table, he replied, "Let's run through the basics here. I've no issue checking out your vessel once we're done, but I am expectin' another participant or two, an' I'm not willing t'jus' up an' walk out on them yet. Like you said, this is gonna be a big job, an' we'll need every hired gun we can git." With that, he ensured that the door was sealed and secured from the inside, before moving towards the middle of the room.
Taking a seat at one side of the coffee table, Deacon began to bring up a rough-looking hologram of a couple of buildings as well as a screen full of data. Gesturing to the two buildings, he remarked, "Now th' Senator'll be the -most- secure when he's in the Senate his home, or pretty much any other governmental building b'tween."
Running his finger along a highlighted route, Deke went on, "The Senator doesn't really have a set schedule that he follows with any regularity... unfortunately, though I have noted that he does travel this route here... indicated in orange... at least two-three times a week." Erecting his posture as he sat back a bit from the table, he added, "Now if we can strike him -real- quick an' sudden like while he's on this route, taking him into one of these safe houses here, here, or here... we'll hav' ourselves a pritty decent chance."
As he pointed to the safe houses, they lit up in a green aura. They weren't exactly 'houses' per se, but were more like... a room in the back of a restaurant... the office portion of an abandoned warehouse... and an apartment in a 'less than desirable' part of town. All swept and secured by him personally earlier in the week. He looked to the others to see what they thought.
Adding, he waved a hand over the hologram, "Of course, I think we should familiarize ourselves with this route at least a few times, if not more, committing the diagram here t'memory so we'll know -exactly- where we are... or the target is... at any time along this route.... Questions? Comments? Anyone?"