Darion just shrugged a bit at Maethia’s comment.<span style="color: seagreen">“Maybe.  I always focused on my firearms than anything else, even hand to hand.”</span>He replied but sat back, watching everyone else start to disperse.  Though he couldn't help but grin a bit when he heard the yell from the other human that had been part of the crew before they got here to omega.   She apparently was a little louder than he had thought she had been when he first saw her.<br/><br/>At the offer from Maethia, Darion thought about it a bit while looking her over.<span style="color: seagreen">“I may take you up on that offer.”</span>Knowing more about hand to hand may be a good thing with how this mission was looking.  Plus, Maethia didn’t look half bad, even with her armor on.  It would be fun to get up close and personal with her.<br/><br/>When the others started moving back over to him and the Asari soldier, Darion turned his attention to them in time to hear Ashana’s offer.<span style="color: seagreen">“Include a lap dance in there and it will make us even.”</span>He said with a grin, sounding like he was joking.<span style="color: seagreen">“But right now, I have to go visit the doc.  I am pretty sure you cracked one of my ribs.”</span>Though at the mention of that, he kept going back to how she had seemed to actually be aiming to kill him in their little spar.  A few more seconds and it would have been either him dead, or her with a knife deep in her leg.  Those thoughts flashed across his face before he started walking away.<span style="color: seagreen">“See y’all later.”</span><br/><br/>Darion left the cargo Hold behind and did as he said was, heading to the elevator then the Infirmary.  On his way there he saw Beruut leaving the Tech lab.  a previously unoccupied room.  of course the other new Asari had taken that as her area.  At that moment he could see her working through the windows.  He paused to watch her go for a moment, admiring her, though still thinking she couldn’t hold a candle to Ashana.  But definitely attractive.  of course he didn't want to stand there forever, and after a moment waiting for Beruut to get back to the Infirmary himself, and an extra moment for his admiring of the new asari, Darion followed the doc into the Infirmary.<span style="color: seagreen">“Hey doc, I need some gauze to wrap my ribs.  I am sure one or two are cracked.”</span><br/><br/>As he sat and let the Doc work, Darion pulled up his omni-tool and opened a file he had been saving to look at.  The Data file from the broker agent.  He studied it while the doctor worked.<br/><br/><b>// TRANSMISSION 012x_122oZ :: Coded: UNI;Lat <br/>
[Encryption Struct /02v9U ]<br/>
...<br/>
//REDUNDANCY<br/>
:: MEM_BLK 12Vc5T{Zet-3}<br/>
...<br/>
//DECODING<br/>
...<br/>
...<br/>
...<br/>
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//Transmission:<br/>
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Darion Syler:<br/>
As completion of our arrangement, the following has been sent to you. There are no doubts as to this individual being responsible for your court-marshal. Any efforts to respond to this transmission, or trance its origin will be fruitless.<br/>
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// :: PROFILE 120z998s_00045h<br/>
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NAME: Tyler, Desmond<br/>
AGE: 36<br/>
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Known Associates: {REDACTED}<br/>
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Whereabouts :: 2185<br/>
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* The following is a list of the last places he was seen, including pictures from various security footage. The man in the pictures has a military style crew cut, and shrapnel scars on the right side of his face. Several of the pictures show him surrounded or nearby a group of men, mostly human, that look as rough as they come. The final entry indicates that he is currently set up as a slave trader in the Armstrong Nebula, Hong system, planet Casbin - a council no fly zone due to the planet's developing ecosystem.*<br/>
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// Supplementary :: <br/>
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Desmond has migrated his operation to the outer rim. He's presently raiding colonial installations for stock. All indications are that he is selling to the Batarian Hegemony and various pirate groups. He appears to presently focused on the sex slave industry, with occasional dealings for labor workers. According to similarities in port logs, he piggy backs his operation with several supply freighters that move between colonies - picking up desirable slave stock and shipping them around with the freighter lines. Transaction and bank account records indicate that he is indeed bribing the crews of the freighters. Cheaper than maintaining his own vessels. Smart.*<br/>
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// TRANSMISSION : END;</b><br/><br/>As he read over the information and studied the pictures, he knew that man was the one he wanted upon first sight, even with the scars.  He recognized him.  Darion’s fist clenched tightly upon seeing them, and the group of men he was with.  And he was a slave trader?  Another reason to hate the bastard and his crew.<br/><br/>Once Beruut was done with Darion, he closed his omnitool and started to leave.<span style="color: seagreen">“thanks Doc.”</span>With that he left the Infirmary for the Armory to finish his work on his rifle.  Debating on whether he should ask the captain and ashana about taking a detour… how close was their destination to Casbin?<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>