*Walks in, waiting for Viscera*

[Vekaar Vekin]

Vekaar slowly enters the bar, keeping a blaster close at hand. He walks over to an empty table and takes a seat. Vekaar orders a bottle of Correlian Ale. He pours some into a glass and takes tiny sips waiting for the Diktat to show up.

[Darth Viscera]

Viscera walks in, studying the new figure

"Greetings. What is it you need, stranger?"

OOC: It took me thirty two seconds to determine your identity.

[Vekaar Vekin]

OOC: That's fine with me, as long as you don't go telling anyone. Oh wait...I guess I was too late.

IC:Vekaar nods at Diktat and offers his a seat. He takes out a cigar and lights it puffing slowly. Within minutes the scent fills the surrounding air.

"Greetings Diktat. The name's Vekaar Vekin, Information Broker."

Gives him a business datacard.

"I was hoping you would be in need of my services sometime in the near future, if not present?"

[Darth Viscera]

"Well now, I suppose that would depend on what type of information you have to sell."

[Vekaar Vekin]

"It really depends on what type of Information you need, and if I have it or not."

[Darth Viscera]

"Exactly. So what type of information do you have?"

[Vekaar Vekin]

"I have a variety of information on the Jedi, Imperials, Sith and other organizations. I have Imperial and Republic bypass codes and decrypting programs. I have contacts all over the Galaxy. I also have experience. What type of information are you looking for?"

[Darth Viscera]

That depends on what information you have to offer. As you may or may not know, The Empire has the ability to maintain real-time reconnaissance of 90% of this galaxy. However, if you believe that you can augment our intelligence of our foes, then for whatever information you provide to us, you will be repaid generously through Imperial credits.

[Vekaar Vekin]

Vekaar and Viscera discuss the mission for a moment. Vekaar nods.

"You have my datacard. Contact me when I am to begin."