"Ostan, Your taste in a meeting place is rather... unusual." Says Brimstone as he traverses the mist. His armor was replaced with a short sleeves heavy robe, revealing the tapestry of scars interlaced with the warding tattoos on his arms. " But if mouth was willing to deal with yoy I see not why I could not. Even if your friend likes hiding as much that bastard Armageddon."

[b][i]Ostan frowns at your lack of finesse. "Well I can't exactly be seen skulking about with the likes of Umbra and expect to retain my image and key positioning within the Imperial ranks can I?" Ostan puts his newspaper down and removes his reading glasses. "If we expect to accomplish anything, we can't be suspected.. Which is why I employed that little diversion last night." Continues Ostan. "By diverting their attention, I was able to gain access to a previously off limits relay station, and by doing so, took control over a section of the quarantine zone... Which is of little use but it's a start." Ostan slides you a data slate. "Imagine what we could do if we controlled the automated defenses, emergency blast doors, and life support?" On the data slate, it shows a small section of the ship highlighted in green while the rest is red. "I have a plan that involves killing off a few key leaders to open up positions of power, what better way than to cut off life support and vent their lifeless corpses into the void??" Finishes Ostan. "The key to it all is secrecy. Finesse. I expect you're beginning to grasp the concept?"[/i][/b]

"Your going to need men. Both loyal and expendable." He says as he looks over the map. "Most importantly is we need men that hack the security overrides and a way to get them there. Remotely if possible such talent is rare to come by." He zooms in on the data slate, highlighting a a large door. " second you need to make sure you have men at the doors to seal them shut and that noone gets out. Need to make it look like an the area automatically sealed." "But most importantly yoy need a cause to draw away any doubt. Very easy to do with tensions this high. A few killers on each side can start of a brawl." "However time I take it is a luxury we don't have so it looks like we will have to go with a riot. Get a few loyal expendable men strap them with explosives and blow those blast doors to the eye and back."

[b][i]Ostan smiles. "Now you're thinking.. It seems I chose the right man for the job." Ostan hands you an envelope. "As far as the hackers, I've got that covered with one of my agents. The problem is making it to the deeper relay stations that are cut off by quarantine, there will be heavy resistance that is entirely unpredictable. I could use your help for that." Ostan looks you over. "Once we gain control of enough infrastructure, we can simply lure our targets in and create a fire that will shut the blast doors and cover our tracks. Some targets will be more difficult than others. We will have to find an excuse to use automated defense, but if even that fails and our target survives, we will have a problem.. But the first step is access." "I can have cultist cells stage the riot near the Arcane library, they're expendable. The relay station we need first is located behind the quarantine zone under the library. It's in chaos territory, so there will be need of stealth. Umbra can help with that I suppose." Ostan stands and tightens his robe, preparing to leave. "And one last thing... I've supplies you with half the codes you'll need, encrypted of course. Once it is time I'll give you the cypher, just incase this envelope falls into enemy hands. They'd kill us all should the wrong people find out. We have to be careful about who knows and limit the information." Finishes Ostan. "How soon can you be ready?"[/i][/b]

"Tommarow afternoon at the soonest. I have the rites to follow in preperation of combat and I need to make sure Leo and Mouth have found their charges." With that Brimstone gets up as if to leave. "With your leave unless there is anything else to convey."

[b][i]Ostan smiles. "There is one last thing.. Libreous is preparing a search team to enter the zone next to ours and there's no telling what he'll find, or how long he will be there. It would be best to do this quietly. He is the last thing we need onto us."[/i][/b]

"The lapdog is problematic but predictable in action. His intervention would only be a slight hindrance. But it's not him I worry about. it's the Ghosts, Taniths first and only, that worries me." Brim says before leaving.