OOC:
OOC: The heavy cruiser thing was only a reccomendation. Besides, there's only one S'ona ship as opposed to two Federation ships, that's why I let you use something slightly larger...
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...."
