Davan had heard enough on the conversation. He took out his comm and sent a message saying he would probably be away for a few days. He placed his comm back into his pocket and then finished off his drink before raising from his seat at the bar.

He walked towards the table that contained a large chunk of his smugglers, he nodded to Gar, Volar and Miles before crouched down so his eyes were slightly below Yana's and looked up at her. "Yana Benora, I am sorry we have to meet at a time like this as you probably aren't focused on greetings currently. I am Vigo Davan Kelhur, head of the Avaritia Consortium and your new boss. As your boss I like to have a happy workforce which, by the looks of it, you aren't. Now I can have that, you have the resources of the GTC to have your uncle and I will help you anyway I can and I am sure these gentlemen would too. So what do you think? You can't help your uncle in a cantina"

She peered at the newcommer to their table. Her eyes widens up as he introduced himself has her boss. Ohh my...she felt very embarrassed..

Yes, sir...of course not sir, last I know I left him on Hutta before I came here. Its a long story why.
Still feeling embarrassed with her new boss crouching in front her like that.

You see, I applied as I need the credits to help pay for his medical bills. I heard that the GTC's pays it members very well so thats why I am here. And to get something to do, was borred on Hutta.

She shifted her legs back down from the seat to sit more straight up, making her appear respect for her boss.

I nodded back at Davan showing my respect for my superior. Then I once again turned to Yana.

''well Yana its a good thing you joined the GTC, Like the Chief said you got us at your disposal and we here at the GTC are experts at tracking people down, in fact as an Intelligence Agent I myself specialise in such things. I am sure we can provide some sort of aid in helping you find your uncle if you wish of course.''

Chief. Miles nodded to Davan as he came up and spoke to Yana. Then listened as Gar spoke and sat waiting to see what the woman would reply.

Ehm well..
She pondered over the offers given from her new colleagues, she didn’t really expect to be treated like this, and especially on the Smugglers Moon. All her life she has been use to take care of her own, but still remain the sanity to think what is wrong and right.
For now the situation and the offer, how could she say no to that.
She nodded at the surrounding smugglers.

”…I accept the offer” her voice was a bit still shaken, but tried to remain calm as possible.

On hearing that Yana had accepted the offer, Davan stood upright and clapped his hands together. "Right we need a plan, of course we head for Hutta. Who has their ship available, would probably be better with two? Volar, send out a message to the GTC members anyone who doesn't have a job currently and feels like a couple of days out tell them to meet us at the hanger."
Davan took a moment to decide what else needed to be done.
"Yana could you give Miles a description of your uncle or an image if you have one then Miles I want you to ask around the people we trust on Hutta, its unlikely they have heard anything but no harm in trying."

"Any questions or should we head for the hanger?"

Yes sir right away, I have a holocron in my quarters, I meet you down at the hangar bay when i get it.
She got up from her chair and strides out of the cantina and over too her private quarters in the GTC building. Only personal from the GTC where allowed to enter, the guard nodded at the identification that she is one of the residence and let her through.
Her heart was beating fast the adrenaline rushed through her as she entered her room and searched for the holocron. The holocron also had records of her father and her mother. She switched back and forth of the records and stopped at her mothers. She looked young, as she was now, and very similar looking with a seductive smile and a face of innocence. With one more switch she turned the holocron off.
She decided she might take on some other outfit due to the air on Hutta is polluted.

It looked much like a black body cat suit padded with extra protection, by the knees, elbows and shoulders. She liked it as it gave er some freedom to move, as well as work when crawling around the the outer haul of the ships when needed to. Only problem is that the suit it self didn’t have any pockets for her tools.
Over her shoulders to put on er a brownish vest, she but her datapad and holocron in the vests pockets and then trapped her weapons belt and put on her boots on again with the sheeted vibroblade inside.
She didn’t believe she needed anything more then her backpack with tools and stride down the hallway and through many corridors before reaching the turbo-lift down to the hangar bay.
They where waiting for her by one of the ships she could see, embarrassed that she was the last person to arrive.

"Sure thing Chief"

Volar pulled out his Holo-recorder from his pocket and turned it on.

"Oh, and if you require Ships, I recently patched up the Regal Star, should she be required.

Volar tuned the side to set it to the GTC HQ internal servers.

"Transmission to recipients: All Members of each Consortium. Message: All GTC members on site, we have a personal emergency for our newest member of the Avaritia Consortium, Yana Benora. All those who are able to provide assistance please make your way to the Hangar Bay."

Miles nodded at the Chiefs words Yes sir! My ship is down in the hanger fueled and good to go if we need it. Ill just go and grab a few things and everyone in the hanger. Miles downed ths last of the corellian brady in his glass and strode out of the cantina to his quarters he kept in the gtc building. Grabbing up his rifle off the mount by the door Miles snatched up one of his larger brief cases that he kept packed for quick departure. Stepping over to a wall safe Miles shoved his hand into the bio scanner opening it he took out a stack of credit chits in case they needed some non electronic money.
Opening up a closrt miles pulled out a duffle bag putting the riffle inside and stuffed a couple changes of clothes inside. Throwing the chits inside a poccket of the briefcase Miles dashed off to the hanger bay.

Mandrayk listened intensively to the conversation as it developed he found it…interesting. He glanced at the table from tie to time his blinder serving a doubly function of protection his sanative eyes and hiding his eyes so that he might observe without drawing attention to himself. He soon gathered the course of this little event being the disappearance of the Miss Benora’s uncle; he noted with further interest her distress when she began to curl as if like some cornered creature. He understood her distress the disappearance of a loved one was a frightful experience for many he had observed, and to be suddenly ‘mobbed’ by caring onlookers was no doubt to some degree unsettling. He marked with further interest her distress had resulted in the approach the Vigo of the Avaritia consortium. He was impressed, a women with influence he thought, and a fine example of the bond between groups at the GTC.

“As you boss I like to have a happy workforce which, by the looks of it, you aren't.”

Hmm. A fine example of the mentality of many in the GTC, we help our own sprang to mind. He grinned to himself and took another sip of the fine drink he had ordered. He had continued to listen but averted his gaze as they all rose from they seats, impressed by the request for others to join them for their little hunt. He thought of it after they had left. Not that Mandrayk thought much for his chances, one does not disappear on Hutta with out good reason. Mandrayk being a man of science weighed up the known facts. It was most likely he was dead, that was the most logical conclusion and no doubt one such conclusion was praying on Yana’s mind, why else would she fear for him so. If he was, dead then he would of course offer his condolences but one must prepare for grievousness in this line of work. But if he were alive well considering the company she had gathered around here just now. He chuckled to himself. If he were a live and his disappearance was not of his own doing well…he wished the party good hunting.

Yana nodded and saluted with respect as she approached her boss Davan.

Sir I am sorry I am...and I got the holocron at your request.
She turn to Miles with ehr holocron and turned it on. It showed an elderly human man supporting himself on a cane.

This is my uncle Nathan Benton, I have always called him my uncle since the day I started to speak and is he is an old friend of my fathers. He can not work properly himself so he gambles pazak and races in the cantinas. He has an old injury that hurts him and can barely move, the doctors can not help him other then replacing some parts, but he refuses to be a cyborg. In resent years during the war he has been taking some medication that should allow him gain his mobility back. It hasn’t help much, but he claimed that it worked., but sadly its comes with a big price. Desperate times needed desperate measures.

She peered at the ship that was getting ready for leave...she figured it was this one they where going fly in on to Nal Hutta. The maintenance droids where fuelling it to get ready for departure

Miles saw everyone standing around one of the other ships that was getting fueled. "Guess we wont be taking the Gambit today. Ill just be a couple minutes." Miles palmed open his ships lock and jogged up into the interior turning into the forward cargo hold he grabbed a repulsar sled headding over to some crates that held things destained for his store. The first crate held heavy carbines and the next power cores for various weapons. Grabbing several of the rifles and a dozen of each type of power cell Miles quicly ran through a list of things they may need. Breath masks in case they had to traverse the back country of Hutta. A couple of powered grappling hooks couple small crates of explosives macro binoculars stealh generater and a few other things in case they might need them. Miles hated not being prepaired and wouldve liked a week to think out what may be needed but this would have to do.


Leaving the sled parked for a minute Miles dashed off to his ships cabin and hurriedly changed out of his suit opting for light leather combat armor. Strapping on a set of well worn blasters that had the look of being used often Miles armed himself with some other handy items boot vibroblades wrist staped throwing knives and a sheathed vibro sword. Grabbing a pair of his muti shades he hurried back and exited his ship pushing the repulsar sled ahead of him with the heap of stuff piled on it. Joining the others Miles gave a roguish grin. "sorry that took so long i grabbed some extra gear take what you thin ya might need ill load the rest on board for reserves."

before I could join the rest of the crew I would have to stock up on my gear. I knew Nal Hutta very well and for that reason I did not want to go there unprepared. this were one of the most dangerous places in the galaxie and even though I had my fair share of luck, it could quickly be spent on this planet.
as the remaining crew were gathering in front of out transport I quickly went to my ship to gather my gear.
I were already wearing my goggles, practically slept with them on, without them I were very vulnerable in daylight. I grabbed my belt with the two side pockets and some smaller pockets around it, started to pack it with power cells and some of my specially made grenades, on the right side I strapped on my electro whip. an electrically charged whip that could swing up to 3 meters and would paralyse any one it came into contact with. if it were droids it would short-circuit them. then I pulled my bandolier over my head and strapped it firmly on. in the middle across my chest I mounted my vibro dagger. easy to get a hold of should I be needing it. on the rest of the bandoliers pockets I put additional ammunition and some more explosives, just in case we would be needing to make us an entrance.
finally I checked my blasters, both my mandelorian heavy blasters and my mandelorian rippers. everything seemed to be in order so I got out of my ship and closed it after me.
I headed towards the crowd and walked right up beside Davan.

''Greetings everyone.''

I nodded to the group as a greeting.

''so are everyone here and ready to go or we missing someone?''

Yana took a quick look at the small party of only human men and then her a female twilik. All very well armered, thou normal too see on Nal Hutta with all the bounty hunters and other kind of thugs that ran around the surface. Even the wildlife outsite the citys are dangerous, any one that will go out there without any form of protection will be a big fool. The creatures will eaither eat you alive or do worse.

''so are everyone here and ready to go or we missing someone?
She nodded and walked up shuttles ramp and walked straight to the cockpit and sat down there.

”With all due respect, I know where we are going, as I know a few landing platform that are a lot safer then ”official ones”. One of my friends runs one of those landings pad so I will land there.”

Checking all of the controls, as she switched them on one by one. One of the last switches she turned on the engine that roared in the back. She switched on the navigation and the autopilot that will be switched on as soon as they leave the orbit of the Smugglers Moon. The first phase to get out of the hanger had to be done manually.

All systems are ready to go gentlemen.

She leaned back in the pilot chair to await to lift the shuttle out of the hangar bay. She felt her heart jump a little. She wondered what will happen and what is it her friend Tilan would tell her. She knew him well, a friend like him was very casual and easy going, he was rarely worried. The message on the datapad stated clearly he was not at all casual about Uncle Nathan gone missing.

Miles headed up the ramp and stowed the extra gear in some of the lockers. Heading up to the cockpit Miles found Yana waiting at the controls. Excuse me miss Benora would you be so kind as to transfer the pictures and any data you can share to this data pad please. I may have to head out quickly and begin contacting our people and some places i know outside the GTC." Miles reached out handing a empty data pad to the twilek girl.