Felix's powers of deduction were in overhaul. An underground lab on this sort of world, a female imperial officer with a bunch of killer robots and a fabled Dark Trooper, and what appeared to be human and alien experimentation. This had ISB's evil stink all over it. In all of his time working for the Empire, Felix had worked with an ISB agent only once before, and it wasn't pleasant. He much preferred working for government officials, or normal officers, or heck, even just doing straight up bounty work. Felix grabbed the necklace still inside his shirt. It was tucked in there where the world couldn't see it, and that was the way it would stay.
"You won't have to worry about my loyalties Captain. I just witnessed the rebellion in its full glory getting shot down in clone wars age technology. I doubt they could afford my services. As for me blabbing my mouth; discretion comes included with payment." Felix had done many jobs he couldn't talk about, mostly because they dealt with shady tactics and cruel punishment. "Speaking of which, I usually don't let people take the goods before they've paid for them. Since this is our first interaction, I'll let it slide. But know this, I'm not above putting a bolt between his eyes if you don't pay for him." In fact he'd done so once. He delivered a criminal to a local official whom had contracted Felix months ago. When the man refused to pay him, Felix drew his pistol and ended the criminals life, making him utterly useless to the official. Needless to say, the official had not invited him back for another job.
"Now, there are no rates per say. Usually when I'm contracted for a job, you tell me the job and the paid amount for it. If I don't like the amount I'll negotiate, if I still don't like it, I'll decline altogether. Overall risk, difficulty, amount of expenditures, and of course time needed to complete the task are all factors in how much a job costs."
Felix began to pace slowly around the room, it made his speech appear more dramatic, but mostly it gave him a better look at his surroundings. "Now for my friend there," the rebel was pulling against the restraints as he came to. His eyes frantically searched the room, trying to figure out how he got here and what exactly 'here' was. "I'm going to give you a discount. Only because I have other things to ask of you. So here it is: 5,000 Imperial Credits, a certain amount of clearance to this facility and others, in case I need to come down here and talk with you personally. You don't need to give me clearance to anything you don't want me to have, but I ask for some amount however small. Lastly, you have some pull around here I'd assume. I want those two storms that came with me to be assigned to me. They proved themselves useful, and I could use some useful grunts. Meet these three conditions and you've got yourself a rebel. If not..." Felix placed his hand near his pistol in a gunslinger fashion. His gaze set right at Loretta as he raised an eyebrow.