"Welcome to Teyr gentlemen. Please enjoy your two week approved stay to the planet. Among our other features, please feel free to visit the planet spanning mono-rail train system that spans the beatiful canyons and cliffs of the planet." said the automated teller voice at the customs station. With their baggage and all approved and their identities processed, the two Neimodians headed out and away from the customs station, boarding their shuttle for the final descent to the planet below. One of them looked out a side viewport and nodded to another one. There, sitting just off of the station, was a modern customs enforcement cruiser, class unknown. When they had first arrived at the planet, they had noticed a number of different ships and apparentley a small shipyard where they were manufactured at. Whatever had happened to Teyr besides being cut-off from the galatic goverments of the day, the planet still seemed to be prosperous from it's trade of tourists. Something the viceroy has been interested in getting a cut of the profits off of lately.

Their mission here was simple and straightforward. Scout out the planet, including it's defenses and facilites, ascertain economic impact and what it could do for them and their profit, and then try to negotiate with the goverment for a peaceful resolution to their wants and needs. Should it fail, transmit the code signal for a hostile takeover of the planet.

With a slight clunk, their shuttle landed on the docking platform in the main city of the planet. The two were among the first to debark and headed off torwards a waiting hovercar. Their contact on the planet was at the driver seat, and as soon as the two and their luggage was aboard, they headed off torwards one of the many hotels on the planet. First they they needed to unpack and rest from their long flight, and then, it would be time to get down to buisness.

"Ah, look over there. Is that a turbolaser platform?" asked the Neimodian on the right. His name was Niun, and he was the person in charge of seeking out the world's economic impact and income and assessing it's potential.

"No, it is a weapon's platform, but it appears to be more of a laser battery rather than a full turbolaser." replied the other Neimodian, his name being Harun. His job for the corporation would be more on the military side, seeing what opposition can be expected if a forceful takeover would be needed, and if the defenses would need to be upgraded any if and when they siezed their assets.

So far what they had seen since coming to the planet had been mostly for show in the way of military might. He suspected that they would have to stage a raid or an incident of some kind if they truly wanted to gauge what the planet could offer in the way of defenses and offensive warships as well. But today's job was to ride the famed monorail that ran a great distance across the planet, and take in it's sights, as well as it's economic potential, both in it's current form, and how it could be further developed.

Purchasing their tickets at a nearby stand, the two Neimodians boarded the monorail, along with a host of other alien creatures and humanoids. Soon they were on their way, off into the morning sunrise.

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Viceroy Gilad read over the datapad about the report coming in from the planet of Cerea. The planet was affiliated with the Galatic Coalition, and would soon be an excellent source of "legitimate" income for the corporation. A food production factory was being constructed there, consisting of two different sections. The first was a growing plant, in which Hydrophonic food production would produce the best food of a wide variety possible, while the next section, the food would be processed and packaged, ready to be shipped offworld and sold on the galatic market.

The two factories combined was going to give about ten thousand Coalition citizens jobs, as well as employ one thousand droids purchased from Teth. All together this would have quite an economic impact on the seemingly cash strapped Coalition, if the rumours were to be believed, and if this venture was successful, then more "legitimate" buisness would follow in it's wake. Putting down the datapad with a sigh, the viceroy turned his attention to his personal aide as he entered the office.

"Sir, preliminary report from Beta team on Teyr." said the aide as he handed Gilad yet another datacard. He let out another sigh, then dismissed his aide as he switched out the cards in the datapad. Leaning back in his seat, he took a glance at their report.

Hmmm, the spaceport and capital city seemed to be lightly to moderatly defended, at least judging by visible defences. I may employ our newly founded mercenary forces to see how good they really are. thought the viceroy. It would be an adequate test, and while the panic may hamper his spies's efforts, the effect in the long run may be a booster to their goals. So long as no one interfered, that is.