<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"> Ailet </span></strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Nova Nebula Cantina, Mos Ke Yhra Spaceport, ~150km from the Taltos<br/><strong>Tagged: Savaelli, Open</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Ailet nodded "Yes, I would be coming with you. Meeting an asset is not something I want to leave to anyone but myself, it's far too easy to have information be garbled when conveyed through another's perceptions." He said "I doubt you'd consent to having a recorder implanted in you, and even if you did we don't really have the time for such measures. As for the patrols..." He smiled "It just so happens that I know the patrol routes, unless they change them without warning we should be able to evade them simply by not crossing their path. If you know of any contacts who could help you get off world that might be useful, my methods may draw attention we can't afford... I'll let you think things over while I get you a more fitting beverage."<br/><br/>With that Ailet stood and walked over to the bar, doing his best to keep the rigid Imperial discipline out of his gait. Ordering something that fit the stipulated flavour profile he collected it and carefully made his way back, his own mind whirring as he picked at the situation.