<b>"Close quarters combat, infiltration and fuc-"</b>The sudden loud clang on metal made her yelp. Nadir might not look the part, and on occasions wasn't, but she tried to be as professional as possible when it came to clients. After all, leave a good impression on someone, and they might hire you again or even refer you to others. It was good for business to keep on the employers good side.<br/><br/>As the Zax explained the true nature of the mission, a deep frown formed on Nadir's face. This didn't make sense at all.<b>"Sire, if I may."</b>The bubbly tone from before had completely disappeared, replaced by steel hard professionalism.<b>"But this seems like an awfully important mission. Why not send in Zax commando's? Or even alert the Alliance and have them send special forces."</b>It didn't make sense that he'd hire mercs for something of this magnitude, let alone mercs who were coming here under the pretense of receiving a simple salvage mission.<br/><br/>Of course, if this did succeed, this would all just disappear. Sure, the Kryslin still would've taken over the planet, no team of mercs was going to change that, but at least the Zax wouldn't have to suffer the shame of getting one of their queens captured. They were a pivotal part of their society after all. And if they failed, the could always claim they had nothing to do with it, which wouldn't be the case if Zax special forces would be inserted. It was a gamble, and a very risky one at it, but the pay-out would be quite good.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>