"Gah! I dont have time for this! Thrax, you have my help with the Genetor. I wish we could speak more on it, but we have pressing matters. Speak with me en route to the Chiconahui Nebula. Arkhah, find that bastard! He thinks he can toy with us." Baromir stomped toward the bridge of the Aquairre, "Helmsman! We leave for the nebula, we are already behind schedule. Servitor, with me to the astropath chamber. I need to send my reports to Cortez. Dont stand about you slackers, MOVE!"<br/><br/>Amid the flurry of bridge personel, Baromir had a moment with Arkhah and Thraxius. "I hope you have a pict recording of the courier, Thraxius. I want his face on every pict screen on the ship. He thinks he can blend in with the crew, there will be no salvation for his kind among us. Arkhah, be careful, I know you can sneak up on a shadow, but his kind can be devious and not all as they appear. Call me on microbead about 'steak' when you find him. I need to tell Cortez that we are on our way to the nebula, with said courier aboard."<br/><br/>Baromir left with the servitor to the astropath room to report to the rest Cortez' inner circle, updating them on their status, and that they would be arriving shortly to help search the nebula and finally bring retribution to the pirates of Chiconahui.