Vidori "Sellgun" Selgan
The sleek, Mandalorian-designed Second Blade dropped out of hyperspace just in time to see a ship IDed as the Phantom Seeker seemingly crash into the expected Star Destroyer's docking bay. Considering no explosion seemed to follow from inside the massive ship, the Second Blade's pilot determined that the other ship had some seriously good braking thrusters...and an idiot for a pilot. Not the same for him. He opened a comm channel with the Imperial behemoth as two other ships headed in to dock.
"This is Vidori Selgan in the Second Blade, requesting landing clearance as per request of an Admiral Vondell."
"Avenger Control reads you, Second Blade. You are cleared to land in the main hanger bay, thanks for asking...just, ah...just pick a spot that saves room for other people."
"Acknowledged, Avenger Control. Tell your friends I said hi."
He takes the Second Blade into the Avenger's docking bay at a more moderate pace than his predecessor, turning the ship around and setting it down in a neat and orderly fashion. Grabbing his helmet and slipping it onto his belt, he lowers the docking ramp and strides quickly out, his black coat swishing behind him as he walks towards the two Imperial Officers coming to greet him.
They stop a few meters away. "Mister Selgan, Admiral Vondell has a conference room ready for briefing you and the other hunters. If you would please follow me..."
Selgan falls easily into step with them as they head through the ship. Soon enough, they arrive at the conference room and Selgan goes in. He recognizes...the fact that one of the hunters already here is a wookie, and the fact that one of them is a Rodian, and the fact that one of them is a Kaleesh, and the fact that one of them is another Human. Oh, and the fact that one of them is an Imperial captain. Dene, if he remembered the file correctly. He pulls out a chair not too close to anyone else and sits in it, leaning back and putting his hands behind his head as he surveys the...competition? Cohorts?
The sleek, Mandalorian-designed Second Blade dropped out of hyperspace just in time to see a ship IDed as the Phantom Seeker seemingly crash into the expected Star Destroyer's docking bay. Considering no explosion seemed to follow from inside the massive ship, the Second Blade's pilot determined that the other ship had some seriously good braking thrusters...and an idiot for a pilot. Not the same for him. He opened a comm channel with the Imperial behemoth as two other ships headed in to dock.
"This is Vidori Selgan in the Second Blade, requesting landing clearance as per request of an Admiral Vondell."
"Avenger Control reads you, Second Blade. You are cleared to land in the main hanger bay, thanks for asking...just, ah...just pick a spot that saves room for other people."
"Acknowledged, Avenger Control. Tell your friends I said hi."
He takes the Second Blade into the Avenger's docking bay at a more moderate pace than his predecessor, turning the ship around and setting it down in a neat and orderly fashion. Grabbing his helmet and slipping it onto his belt, he lowers the docking ramp and strides quickly out, his black coat swishing behind him as he walks towards the two Imperial Officers coming to greet him.
They stop a few meters away. "Mister Selgan, Admiral Vondell has a conference room ready for briefing you and the other hunters. If you would please follow me..."
Selgan falls easily into step with them as they head through the ship. Soon enough, they arrive at the conference room and Selgan goes in. He recognizes...the fact that one of the hunters already here is a wookie, and the fact that one of them is a Rodian, and the fact that one of them is a Kaleesh, and the fact that one of them is another Human. Oh, and the fact that one of them is an Imperial captain. Dene, if he remembered the file correctly. He pulls out a chair not too close to anyone else and sits in it, leaning back and putting his hands behind his head as he surveys the...competition? Cohorts?