Varus looked to Dresden for a brief moment, almost as if to say "your forgetting a very tiny member of the team." But he didn't say anything, after all Max was usually very punctual, so this was strange to be sure. He must be delivering his present, he thought to himself.
"Yes, we should get started." He said pawing at the console to enlarge the four files, giving them a quick flick to cause them to lazily spin. "We have four things that our dear Claire has filtered through to use." He finished gesturing to Claire at the mention of her name.
Claire took a light bow in acknowledgement.
"The first, a contractor has requested assistance in guarding his research endeavors. He says it would be invaluable to get his cargo off the planet and back to Alliance space. Problem is, he needs to mine it first, and reports say the planet is a class 3 threat level." For those who wouldn't know just yet, a class 3 threat level planet has a tame environment, but many hostile creatures lurk on it. "Similar it's far outside the Alliance security zone, so pirate activity is likely."
"The second", he started without waiting for a response. "People have been going missing on Ythrid IV, and with a colony so small, it's a mystery no one can solve. They need us to head in and figure out whats going on."
"The third. A shipment of Alliance cargo, mostly weapons and research data was hijacked by marauders, Command has tracked down their base, but we need to get in there and get back what's ours."
"And finally, and this one has me worried." He started with emphasis on the worried part. "Hakov II, a small world that was just colonized not 4 months ago. Had only one settlement on it's surface, has gone dark. No transmissions, no distress signals, nothing. It just vanished. Command wants us to figure out what happened."
Once he finished his speech, he took a step back and made each document appear flat on the table, positioning each one at a corner of the rectangular space and stepping back to let his little council have their say on each one.