OOC: I let Triarii go first and then it's my turn again...

Oh, rereading the rules I noticed you said a ship around the heavycruiser class...

A Son'a battleship ranges more into the Capitol class ships...

Should I still use it or no?

OOC:

That makes it sound like you are about to attack me


IC:

Jakob looked at Tau're.
"Send them the list"
Turning back to the view screen he said:
"We are in need of torpedoes and anti-matter. But we would also accept any other kind of supplies and or technologies. If you would now excuse me, I shall try to find the information you want."
Tau're cut the line at Jakob's nod.

"Get me that Romulan now, and send her to my ready room."
"At once, Sir!"

Jakob moved to his ready room and once there, check through the most resont list of his ships supplies. Shortly after that, the doorbell rang.
"Come in."
In stepped a slender, attractive Romulan female, named Sena.
"You know why you are here?" "No, Sir." " I called you to do that, what I bought you for." Sena tensed. " Naa, sorry bad joke of mine. How is it going at your new job?"
Looking relieved, Sena answered: "Very well, sir. I would like to express my gratitude again."
"Okay, do so by telling me how you ended up at that Orion."
"There isn't much to it. I was an engineer upon an Romulan freighter, which was hauling Romulan Ale, when a pirate vessel attacked us. Then a conduct blew right next to my head and the next thing I remember, was being caged in the middle of a slave market. That is where your men then showed up."
"Anything you could tell me about that pirate?" " I heard the rumor of them being Cardassians, but it is not proven. I believe they have some sort of Outpost in an Asteroid, a few light years from the Shipyard where we refitted. But I can't make any promises, Sir."
"How do you know this?"
"Being a slave makes it easy to pick up information, but has its down sides to." Sena turned her head to show a series of scares on her neck.
"Hmm, thank you, you may return to your station."
After Sena left, Jakob called in Giulia.
"Did you look into the records?"
"Yes, there were sightings of an refitted Galor-class vessel, which had also been recently at Shipyard we refitted in for some system upgrades, but there is nothing on its crew or its origin."
"Okay, thank you. Let' see what our friends have been doing."
Returning to the bridge, Jakob called: "Hail them again."
Placing himself in the commandseat, Jakob looked upon the Bridge of the Starfleet vessel.
"We have some interesting information for you on a vessel quite similar to the one you search, but again, I am sorry to remind you that you will get nothing without you paying us first...."

     IC:  Logmar pondered.  This was something he did quite often, often enough, in fact, that his officers no longer showed any sign of irritation while waiting for his response.  Not that he was slow in a desperate situation, but he certainly was a ponderer.
 
     "Open a channel to Captain Baker."

     The soft beep of a channel opening could be heard.

     "Captain, before negotiating with our mercenary friends, you might want to hear what information the Stardust picked up first.  There's quite alot there, so I'll directly transmit the computer data to your ship.  In summary, a Cardassian ship has been terrorizing various federation outposts for a while, but we believe this is simply part of a much larger, and more sinister objective.  The implications of them attacking the Romulan freighter may, I fear, further worsen our situation.  I suggest being...lenient in finding ways to obtain any information  this band of mercenaries might have, if it is at all valuable; it is curious they showed up so quickly after our arrival.  They also seemed to avoid detection until they were nearly on top of us, I wonder..."   

 

IC: "Captain Baker, might I also add that if no other alternative can be found, starfleet is willing to bend the rules on this one if it should lead to any vital aid regarding the situation."

OOC:

Looking at more facts about my ship, I stumbled over the fact that it is a battlecruiser and not a battleship...

So it is not as heavyly armoured as a battleship but faster than one.

IC:

"We could also offer you a repliactor and 2 tons of construction grade duranium sheet metal..."

"Hmm, maybe you could also put in some primary phase coils. So in total that would be medical supplies, a rerplicator, 2 tons of duranium and some primary phase coils. If you agree to this then send the goods to the cargobay which my communications officer will destinate for you. You will recieve our information as soon as we have the goods."

Looking at Saran, Jakob said: "Send a security team down to that Cargobay. Make sure we only get what we wanted."

Saran nodded and gave the specified order.

"Yes, that will suffice."

"End transmission."
"As soon as we have the equipment, send them the Galors' schematics and pick some random coordinates in the nearest unopcupied Asteroidbelt and send those as well, saying that there would be a base there..."

OOC: I was waiting for you to make a post, ya know...