Post by kreyopresny on Nov 15, 2011 10:27:50 GMT -5
"They've arrived My Lord" the security sector page said to Droknel.
"Excellent, it's about time." His noble bred features curling into a grin, he got to his feet and stretched, heading towards the small antechamber just inside the landing bays. He signaled the page, and he fell into step just behind Droknel and to his right.
"Anything else to report?" he asked, fishing for the news he'd so painstakingly instructed his men to monitor. He nodded acknowledgement to Granth as he passed his men, hoping the display had the desired effect on his guests, that the display of Sith military force would lead them to underestimate his own private army.
"Yes My Lord," the page nodded, pulling a data pad from inside his uniform, "we spotted a second shuttle, just as you predicted. We lost it after it broke atmo though, we suspect some sort of cloaking technology." He scanned through the data pad before continuing, "We're doing sonar and thermal scans now, but so far no sign of them."
"I expected as much. Send word to the units out in the forest, tell them to begin sweeping back towards the mountain, our extra visitors should be there somewhere." The page tapped a few commands into the datapad before excusing himself with a shurt bow and scurrying back to the command center to carry out his orders. Pausing before the door, Droknel ran a lace gloved hand through his dark hair, groomed his goatee, and adjusted the various trappings of his robe before stepping through the door to await the Sith visitors. Through the one way glass window he watched the three approach down the ramp, the guards forming an escort ring around them.
"Excellent, it's about time." His noble bred features curling into a grin, he got to his feet and stretched, heading towards the small antechamber just inside the landing bays. He signaled the page, and he fell into step just behind Droknel and to his right.
"Anything else to report?" he asked, fishing for the news he'd so painstakingly instructed his men to monitor. He nodded acknowledgement to Granth as he passed his men, hoping the display had the desired effect on his guests, that the display of Sith military force would lead them to underestimate his own private army.
"Yes My Lord," the page nodded, pulling a data pad from inside his uniform, "we spotted a second shuttle, just as you predicted. We lost it after it broke atmo though, we suspect some sort of cloaking technology." He scanned through the data pad before continuing, "We're doing sonar and thermal scans now, but so far no sign of them."
"I expected as much. Send word to the units out in the forest, tell them to begin sweeping back towards the mountain, our extra visitors should be there somewhere." The page tapped a few commands into the datapad before excusing himself with a shurt bow and scurrying back to the command center to carry out his orders. Pausing before the door, Droknel ran a lace gloved hand through his dark hair, groomed his goatee, and adjusted the various trappings of his robe before stepping through the door to await the Sith visitors. Through the one way glass window he watched the three approach down the ramp, the guards forming an escort ring around them.