Nyles Kote
Strill Securities Me'sene Tra'alor'an
NF-01 Nano-flares loaded in countermeasure launchers formation wide.
- SB-01 Darasuum Morut-class Super-heavy Battlecarrier Darasuum Morut (flagship) 98 | 100
- Tra'ibahikan Squadron is occupying the hangar space of a single SMF-04 Kyr'galaar-class Stealth Multi-role Fighter squadron.
- Subvessels
- HB-01 Adenn Kyr'am-class Heavy Battlecarrier Gra'tua 99 | 100
- Subvessels
- HB-01 Adenn Kyr'am-class Heavy Battlecarrier Verdyc 97 | 100
- Subvessels
- B-02 Ara'novor-class Battlecarrier Ara'novor 98 | 100
- Subvessels
- B-02 Ara'novor-class Battlecarrier Burenaar Ga'yaim 96 | 100
- Subvessels
- HMB-01M Tracyn'buurenaar-class Heavy Missile Battlecruiser Tracyn'buurenaar 95 | 100
- HMB-01M Tracyn'buurenaar-class Heavy Missile Battlecruiser Buurenaar b' Surhaai 97 | 100
Minerva Fhirdiad
- Equipment
Neimoidia, Hypergate Construction Site
Inspections of the security arrangements of the gate construction sites had been going about as routine as these things could go. Most of these sites were safe worlds, but their client, Locke and Kry, had invested a considerable amount of resources into this project and they were being a paid a considerable amount of credits to make sure that nothing happened to them. Neimoidia was Alliance space, and last he'd heard they were being somewhat cagey during discussions about construction of a hypergate at Fondor, citing security concerns. Nyles could care less. If the Alliance wanted to throw away an opportunity like this, that was on them, he got paid the same either way. Though he couldn't help but think how much faster their exodus from Coruscant to Fondor would have been with a system like Locke and Key's hypergates in place.
Though there were some GADF ships in system, the majority of armed vessels in place belonged to the Trade Federation. "You think they're here to try something?" asked Emri, nodding at the magnified holographically projected view on the inside of the bridge's forward viewport of the Alliance warships in the distance. It wasn't a serious question. If either of them had really thought that the Alliance was going to try something they would have brought the ship up to combat alert. In any case, they might be particular about the hypergates, but Neimoidia had as far as he understood some say in the very least about what went on in their own orbit.
"Nayc," he responded. "They've got enough problems on their hands, they're smart enough not to make new ones." Even as the words left his mouth, doubt about the veracity of his own words nagged at him. They did have enough problems however, that much was for sure. Even though they had been relatively quiet off late, the Dark Empire was still all-too present, and now the Dar'jetii had reached the Alliance's borders to the galactic south. That was not to mention the Neo-Crusaders. Those dini'la di'kute were another issue entirely. Some lessons had to be learned more than once, or as it appeared to be the case with this lot of kadtape shabuire, probably never.
"With how long it took them to pay us after Coruscant, are you sure about that?" asked Emri, fixing him with a stare from behind her buy'ce. Nyles let out an amused snort, though he was far from amused by the reminder. "How the shab are any Mando'ade working for them is shabla beyond me," added Emri, the venom that she'd laced in her words not being lost on him. She was preaching to the choir, but he'd long given up trying to understand why it was that other Mandalorians did things that seemed din'la or in the very least ill thought out.
"When you figure that one out, you'll probably find the reason why there are still those who believe the Crusader doctrine is a viable way of life," he said with a bitter laugh. Emri returned the same.
