Could they find out more about the box without causing waves?
"I think so. We're pretty competent here."
There was a fair deal of technical expertise here, and it was good sense for Elliot to question everything. Yeah, maybe Mary didn't like it, but she was the only one here with history with their client, and that wasn't good enough. Elliot suspected Watts, so he was going to damn-well make sure people heard his opinion on the matter. Shanoa, while mildly irked by his request, fulfilled it in short order and found nothing out of the ordinary. Good. That was solid evidence to go by, not the word of one Mary Williams, former pirate. Elliot nodded at the report, ignoring the machine's attitude. Yeah, she didn't like doing it, but if it wasn't worth a little caution, Shanoa wouldn't have done it. So, the current standing here was 'We don't like it, but we need to do it, and it seems like a good idea to double-check the shit if possible'. Now, onto other matters... The big Catican seemed to want the captain's attention at the moment, but Elliot shook his head.
"Get in line, Eddie. I asked first."
And his reasons for doing so were of faiirly-high importance. It had everything to do with their current predicament, after all. So! He and Grace would take the captain aside to speak with him privately, remaining in the meeting room while everyone else was leaving for whatever duties they had. Ed could wait outside, if he was that anxious. Walker took a seat, waving them over to join him, but they remained standing. This was a little too serious for comfort, just now. He pulled out a flask and took a pull now.
"So you wanted to talk about something important?"
"We've managed to get some information in regards to our situation. Our source had to sift through a full-blown military cover-up, but he managed to get this."
The merc pulled out a datapad and showed it to him. The files would indicate a very deep rabbit hole, indeed. Walker looked at each photo over and over again, sometimes going back to the previous one as his face change from indifference to worry. "What did we get ourselves into..." he muttered, as he put his hand on his face and let out a sigh. Rubbing his hand upwards as he clear his face of his messy hair. "So TGR and Chronus failed to mention that Sasleyria was in a middle of a damn politcial move...Great..." Walker was then about to go for his flask once more but went against it.
"What do you think of all this?"
"I think the movement was incited to create the situation. The armor shows up later, but I'm guessing their people were playing as activists long before. They create a political shitstorm, maybe make some empty promises to be benefactors, then swoop in for their take while everyone's fighting. Faith in the system hits an all-time low, they get the device, and we get thrown to the sharks as the last link in the chain."
"Probably...", he said as he looked back at one of the pictures to see the Heavy armor soldier. He flipped the datapad and showed Elliot.
"Perhaps this was our prisoner... If not, it at least shows someone from her outfit was there. We're gonna have to ask questions and get answers out of her. No matter what. We need to know what we might be up against."
"What is her condition?"
There was some mention of her being a bit umm...floppy or something...once she was out of the suit.
"Her condition is..odd. Her body is really frail and weak. As if she really hadn't been out of the suit in a long time."
"And we've established that, due to the explosive that was on her, her group probably doesn't treat her with the most respect. We might get something out of her by angling that, but we might also get very little, since they DID treat her as disposable."
"I don't think that will help...she was probably brain wash to be disposable. Though we can still try and get through her head that our team can help her get a better life."
"You think maybe if she works with us, something may naturally bubble to the surface?"
"All depends on how far she brainwash....but if we put her to work around ship we can probably get her to see our side."
"Makes sense. Do you want us present for interrogations?"
"Probably nearby. Rather have you two then Mary..."
"Mary would just cause arguments."
"Yeah...probably either fixing her ships or getting drunk."
(Grace: figured she was taking a third option, but didn't say anything.)
"Well, our prisoner won't be ready for our current job, but maybe we should get that out of the way beforehand, so we don't have to keep calling her our prisoner."
"Indeed. Anything else you like to bring up?"
(There was a bit of silence, then...)
"Irina is giving me a fucking headache."
"I can't help with that..walker chuckles lighlty. But I can try to keep her away from you."
(Elliot cleared his throat.)
"Grace has been attempting to teach her to pilot properly so that she doesn't break the ship again, but she is a slow learner and frankly did something stupid with a shuttle earlier."
"I have no idea how she's managed to live this long without catching fire or being ripped apart."
"Well...I can see if we can pick up a flying simulator if we have enough money left over. Would that be helpful to you?"
"Keeping her from big guns would, as well. I believe there's a disabled shuttle out there now, correct?"
"Would have to check..but we can probably get Pitt to reprogram it or something. If he isn't too pissed off about the rehaul."
"I had Shanoa perform that check for his peace of mind, and ours. I'm sure that'll make him slightly more at ease."
"....I hope he does...I can't stand when he get like this."