With the ship going into hyperspace, Tal'nar went out of the gunner's seat and seated next to Typho.

"Yeah. I can't wait to find the girl with here intel. Must be very important.
So, while we have some time now we are in hyperspace. How have you been?" Tal'nar asked

Before Typho could answer, Tal'nar quickly asked another question.
"So, you're not really a Bounty Hunter anymore?"

Typho laughed and thumped Tal'nar's shoulder.

"Yeah, I bet you can't wait to meet her, mate."

At his comrade's question, his brow furrowed slightly and his eyes darkened. It was not a subject he talked about often, but, he would for the sake of his oldest GTC comrade.

"Aye. That occupation is long past me now. I've hung up my trophies, and joined my fellow Troopers in the front-line fighting. Well, what about you? Last I heard you were now an Imperial Agent."

Tal'nar nodded

"Indeed I am. When I was away for a little while, I was contacted by someone, asking me if I could provide intel for the Sith Empire about an enemy of theirs. I accepted the offer, and I let the bounty hunting behind me as well for a while. Guess I just like sniping and sneaking up at people, stealing intel" he replied.

Typho nodded, his expression grim yet neutral at the same time. He rarely laughed or smiled, but, sometimes he couldn't help it in the company of his comrade.

"Ah, well. I guess we both had higher purposes that Bounty Hunting in the end. Seems odd that we would be on the opposite factions, were we not with the GTC."

Typho rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and checked the navi-computer. They were still about ten minutes or so away from Corellia.

Typho made Tal'nar think about what was just said.
He imagined when they wouldn't be both in the GTC, they might have needed to fight each other.
But after a few seconds he smiled

"But we're both here in the GTC now, aren't we" he smiled.

"And it doesn't mean just because we have other priority's now, we can't work together anymore eh. "

The Comitatus Vigo grinned slightly, and playfully punched his friend's arm.

"Amen to that, my brother. That's all that matters now. No allegiences, no mercy, no remorse. Just about the large amount of credits at the end of the day."

Suddenly the navi-computer peeped and began flashing. They had entered the space region of Corellia, and were safe to exit hyperspace. Typho's good-humoured, easy nature suddenly vanished at the prospect of the mission ahead. He pulled the lever back into realspace position, and the blue flashes of light smoothed out and slowed down into the thousands of stars that made up the galaxy. Ahead of them was Corellia.

Aah Correlia. Haven't been here for a loooong while Tal'nar thought at himself.

"I've heard a lot has changed since my absence. Like our High Vigo Veyl has been gone? And you have been promoted. I forgot to say congratulations partner." he asked to Typho.

The ship set course to the planet's surface..

"Thanks, buddy. I appreciate it. Now, let's go find some hot intelligence agent girl."

Typho grinned mischievously and gazed out the front viewscreen of the gunship as it made its way down towards the bustling capital, Coronet City. It was huge, spanning many hundreds of kilometres, with skyscrapers going as far as the clouds. Typho enjoyed going here when off-duty. Corellian Ale, good music, and, when he was lucky, good company.

But, this time there was no time for entertainment. It was all about the mission at hand.

"I do hope she's as hot as you say" Tal'nar smiled.

Tal'nar was back in his gunner's seat when the ship was descending to Correlia.

Typho landed the ship in the Business District, where the Base of Operations was located.

"Ah, finally, some fresh air"

Typho got up out of his seat, stretching. He made sure his bandoleer, combat knife, and pistol were all secured in their allocated positions, before lifting his Eradicator XT-750S Blaster Rifle from its weapon stock, situated next to the pilot seat.

"Yeah, if you can call it that. Well, I guess compared to Nar Shaddaa, anywhere seems like fresh air. Except, of course, Hutta. Now, according to my datapad, the Base of Operations is half a klick to our east. Let's move out."

Tal'nar always loved that he and Typho shared the same kind of humour. Even when they are on a big mission, they always had time to share a joke.

Tal'nar made sure he had his long ranged carbine with him. He always loved sniping. He still used the wrist-knife from when he was bounty hunting. His favourite close combat weapon, easy to hide, easy to use. He modified his armor to make it weigh less more for sneaking around easier. He was all set and ready to go.

"Let's go by foot. Good for our stamina. So, have you been to Correlia a lot?"

They quickly made their way to the ship entrance. Typho pressed a red button on the side of the sliding door hatch that lead to the ramp. It opened up the sliding doors, and brought out the ramp that slowly moved downwards towards the ground, giving them safe, easy access to the ground.

"Well, that depends my friend. Are we talking about times I can remember leaving the planet? I seem to recall getting completely wasted a lot, and ending in bed with two or more women. Ah, those were the days... Anyway, I used to frequently head here for a drink or two... or seven, but, thanks to my promotion, I've had a lot less time for myself. Everything is dedicated to the guild now."

Tal'nar smiled at Typho giving him a friendly push in the back.

"You've always been surrounded with women haven't you. Well, that might be the only thing bad about your promotion man, getting less girls. Other then that, you do a great job now. I knew you would make it that far someday!"

They continued walking down the docking bay.

Typho let out a bark of laughter, and dropped his arm around Tal'nar's shoulder.

"Thank you, my friend. Still, I don't know if I should be happy with the promotion or not. I mean, sure, nice big office with a leather chair, higher pay, more command, but, I miss out of the little nice things in life. Like having a spare moment to myself to hang with my fellow GTC members at our Cantina, or ending up in bed with multiple women. Such things are below a Vigo now..."

The two men were beginning to near the Base of Operations, and the blip signal on Typho's datapad was starting to flash more frequently.

Tal'nar smiled.

"Next time I meet some ladies, I'll bring them to your office" Tal'nar winked at Typho and laughed.

They could see the Base of Operations now. The mission was really about to begin now.