As Andreas' small Guncutter approached, the appropriate landing bays opened. He could see a couple of the automated turrets, bound by the fierce spirit of the cruiser follow him. Though they remained powered down, the ship knew that he was here as well. Finally arriving in the bay, a dozen servitors approached the vessel and took it through a thorough landing check. Each and every one of them silent, apart from the many mechanical buzzes and whirs from their servo engines and machinery. They were silent, utterly loyal, and routinely mind-wiped. The perfect handlers of a vessel that did not exist. The Ordo had done very fine preparations. Andreas would have everything he needed to perform his investigation, only he was still unaware of the rival Inquisitor on the Lunar Station above Delvon.<br/><br/>Vailon had let his retinue take care of preparing his ship, and as he himself folded a leather band around the few dataslacks that seemed promising, they should have nearly finished. His bionic left arm wheezing a mechanical noise as it clamped shut around the tight bundle of dataslacks before he set out. The guards immediately sprung to attention as he passed, though he cared nothing for them. They had allowed heretics to infiltrate their midst, and as far as he was concerned, they were all to blame. Though Govenor-Gerenal Khamaron was the first who would be approached, his ambitions should not allow such heresy. Perhaps he was simply naive or oblivious to things happening on this planet, or he was the source of all this heresy.<br/><br/>Finding the group ready at the small guncutter shuttle he stood as he always did when he was about to give a breifing. His eyes demanding their full attention, even the Ogryn wouldn't be allowed his whistle during such times.<br/><br/>"Loyal friends..." Vailon began, his voice a hiss from beneath his hood while his eyes stared down every one of them in turn. "We are to land near the General-Govenor's palace. Heavily fortified, nearly impenetrable. This man clearly has an eye for strategy. And may be a heretic." He waited for all of them to take this in, make them understand the importance of that last sentence. "When we arrive, we will be inspected, and my Inquisitorial seal will allow me passage to anywhere in the fortress-palace. Though you will not follow. You will find yourselves a way to the generators, preferably without violence. Ensure that they are in our control before my meeting with Khamaron takes place. I estimate that you have the better part of an hour, though no more than that. If he is a heretic, then I will vox you the command to blow this palace from his Emperor's holy Empire. He won't dare to kill him, it is something his ambition can not afford. Though he may find a way to stop me, and that is where you come in."<br/><br/>That was it, his plan laid out, he would require none of them to follow him directly. And as he moved towards the shuttle he pulled his cloak over his bionic arm. Questions could be asked on route, it would take roughly three hours to reach the planet. If none were asked, they would make the journey in silence, much as Vailon preferred.