Masters Quarters

Zion grinned as it became quite apparent the gamble had paid off, and he had indeed won Zacaiah to the good side, where she could begin repaying her crimes, by using her skills to help bring them down. He gave a stern nod as she spoke of one day engaging him in honest combat, on her honour as a hunter, a sentiment he could understand, since one's honour in what ever career they chose was quite important
=Zion Morviael=
I will hold you to that promise one day Zacaiah...
It was then, that his comm link buzzed and he pulled it out to listen to the message from Lyssa, in which she requested his presence at the RDMC to discuss some important matters. It seemed that Lyssa had already gotten on top of the DNA tests and had some findings to present to him already, which perhaps might shed some light on to where the clones originated, and where their Masters might be hiding. Whilst it was true that Zacaiah as at this very moment typing up a message to the Elementis Brothers to meet with them, he was not willing to leave anything to chance, especially since there was the chance the brothers might manage to escape.
His attention was soon turned briefly towards the message Zacaiah had written up, giving a nod, before waiting for the reply to come through a few moments later, which detailed a meet up on Kamino. It seemed things were starting to get moving, he was now one step closer to meeting the Elementis Brothers, whom had been hunting him for some time now. But first he would need to meet with Lyssa, to find out what she wanted to discuss with him so urgently
=Zion Morviael=
The wheels are in motion... Obadiah, make sure everyone here gets ready to depart asap, make sure the clones stay unconcious. I have to attend a quick meeting with Lyssa...
With that, he gave a nod to both Obadiah and Zacaiah, before making his way across the rooom, back to the turbolift which he used to make his way down through the Temple, to the basement floor, where he continued on through a couple corridors towards the Hangar Bay

Zacaiah merely sat and watched as Zion dashed off to have his meeting with whomever this Lyssa person was, perhaps she was also a member of the Cinndao group that Zion had assembled here, or at the very least, a contact that he knew here, since her intel on the man never indicated he was much of the type to lead a community. Either way, she was certain he would tell her if and when she needed to know, for now, she rose from her chair, giving a slight bow of her head to Amber and the Farghul woman
=Zacaiah Traevis=
There is no excuse for what I did, and you have every right to be distrustful of me, but I will make up for the mistakes I have made and the wrongs that I committed, of that, you can be certain.
Zacaiah then slipped the bracer that she was holding onto her right forearm, before going over to the desk and collecting the rest of her gear and requipping it, leaving only her helmet off as she held it aloft in her left hand and turned towards the others, waiting on Obadiah's lead

Tiggy didn't have a whole lot to add to the conversation as Obadiah spoke first, explaining that Zion had already got their next adventure all planned out already, as she took note of the name Elementis brothers, whom Tiggy knew vaguely from the memories passed to her by the Imprint. If meeting them wasn't about to make life interesting, she really wasn't sure what would, especially now that Zion had convinced Zacaiah to join them, considering she was also what was called a half-breed. If she was honest, she really didn't quite understand why the Cinn Ion were so opposed to these so called half-breeds, since from what she was told of their genetics, half-breeds dont actually exist, but then, the Cinn Ion didnt seem all too bright, and so revelled in their ignorance. At any rate, she waited until Amber returned, since she already had everything she needed with her for any sort of trip, before waiting on Obadiah's lead
=Tigress=
Ready to go when you are honey...

Riddick, along with three other Ysanna from his flight team arrived at the master's quarters. He had them wait outside, as he stepped forward to address Rebecca. With a quick and acknowledging nod, and a slightly cocked smile denoting a pleased reacquaintance, he spoke.

Hello, Lady Rebecca Elios. I trust our arrival was not too much of a surprise.

Well... I was unaware that Ice had left the planet, not to imply you are unequal in any regard. There were some supplies brought on one of the transports that, I would have figured, might be to her liking. Yours too, now that I think of it. The other fifteen ships in the convoy were loaded with good meant for various environmental and civil engineering uses, much of it based off of stuff we have used since the ill-fated Ossus Project a few centuries ago.

Jaecyn held forth a portable device showing full-color holograms of some of the equipment, and a small, shameless depictions of Ossan scenery to demonstrate their usefulness. The device included specs and other pertinent information regarding what was brought, and he placed the device on the table.

I had noticed, the last time I had visited, that Honoghr was still inching its way to a recovery since the exposure to THX here roughly around the time of the Palpatinian Empire. The equipment we have provided should be able to help deal with it in a bit more expeditious a manner.

If need be, I can have the 'specialty' supplies directed to a hold, here, for a once over by you and your team.

Riddick was only too aware of the "needs" of governments and statesmanship, much as he often rued and otherwise disliked his association with the occupation. He cued the single transport to be ready for further instruction. Portājō semos, sístāmi ōkinós.

Where do you have in mind for these supplies, specifically?

Almost as soon as she stopped speaking, Jaecyn gave the go ahead to his loadmasters. Portājō semos, emō ṇserós bhṛkjō dōdomos dwou.

I do not see the need for such a stringent search, unless the odd bottle of brandy, fruit or cigar box have security requirement, here on Honoghr. Most of what we have brought are finished goods meant, hopefully, to inspire at least a modest, even if shameless measure of trade.

I would like to accompany you on the inspection, if you have any questions.