"Alright crew!" Gin calls out with a clap of her hands, gathering everyone up, then lowering her voice to a whisper. "Gonna have to get some directions from these locals to find our guy, so just follow my lead, okay? We'll find him in no time. I'm very persuasive, so if anything, take notes!"

Persuasion (I'll roll twice in case of advantage due to the power of friendship): 17 | 16

Arc, being the ever literal man...machine, that he is, pulls out his datapad and genuinely starts noting down Gin's every action.

Jeff would nod in agreement to the ever enthusiastic Gin. He’d do a little primping and stretch on his charming smile prior to following the very persuasive Lashunta. As far as he was concerned, she could persuade him any time. The charismatic Gin wouldn’t really need any help of course, but she definitely had the support of friendship at her side as she went.

Being an out of the way station in comparison to Port Peril and Quent Station,  Nalt doesn't get too many visitors that are up and coming Free Captains or popstars, so they are of course willing to give Gin the assistance she wants when looking for Corlan. The residents tell you that Corlan is a male kenku and give you the directions to his apartment on the third level of the station.

Honeyed eyes fall over the group, "Shall we?" Jeff would smile as he'd gesture forward towards the direction of the kenku's apartment. How curious!

Dani puts the address into her armpad and sets off for Corlan's apartment. "Here's hoping we don't find him dead too," she says dryly.

"Hope you're hungry for chicken!" He'd blurt too quickly in response to stop himself.

"Jeff!" Gin gasps, giving him a disappointed look before dropping the act and giggling. "That was a good one." The lashunta gives him a quick shoulder punch then points in the direction of the apartments. "Alrighty, team! Onwards!"

When they arrive at the kenku's front door, had no one else wanted to, Gin excitedly knocks on the door. "Helllooooooo~! Pizza delivery!"

You knock on the door and out comes Corlan, looking fairly confused since he didn't order a pizza.

"Oh! I didn't think we'd make it this far," Gin admits under her breath. She than shakes her head and says, "Hello mister Corlan, sir! So, um, I may have lied just a tiny bit about the pizza, but I mean we could order some if you want. But! We're here on important matters. Can we please come inside? We have a few questions for you."

Persuasion (if needed): 24

Toni stands behind her sister and nods, “We could also order pizza, if that helps.” HELP ACTION

Corlan lets you into his house. "Pizza would be nice."

A disappointed Dani deactivates the flamethrowers she was prepared to stick in Corlan's face if he didn't let them in and follows the group inside.

Toni, takes a moment to order pizzas, making sure at least one of them has TRIPLE PINEAPPLE on it.

Jeff just focuses on keeping his composure, resisting the urge to request a bbq chicken pizza. He couldn't stop his nose from scrunching at the triple pineapple pizza, but there were other more fun uses for the fruit and its name. "What's your preference Corlan?" He'd be sure to ask, even if after the fact. It was important they at least appeared considerate.

Dani slouches against the wall near the door, since it appears her blunt approach skills are not currently needed. She starts fiddling with the release on one of her flamethrowers, her helmet coming up to help her mess with the delicate machinery.

Gin nods in approval with the triple pineapple pizza, though had Corlan wanted another type, she would tell Toni to make it a separate pie. Can never have too much pizza! Though while waiting for the delivery, the lashtuna begins to probe a bit. 

"Sooooo... You know someone by the name of Rowena?"

Arc cocks his rifle, and his usually blue eyes turn red, "Intimidation and coercion protocols on standby."

Corlan munches on some sardine pizza when you ask your question. Before he responds, he gets up and checks to see if there's anyone nearby snooping. "None of you are wearing a wire or any recording devices, are you? Rowena's a local alchemist who runs an apothecary, but she's also running a spy network in the Diaspora."

”Last I checked… nope.” Jeff would peak down the front of his shirt for a double check for a wire when Corlan would ask. Then he’d saunter off to go scan the boxes of pizzas for a slice. He’d make a few faces before plucking the cheesiest piece from the pile and finding himself a place to plop his person for the conversation. He’d open his mouth trying to think of what to say to engage the conversation, but then he’d close it. He was better at the scandalous secrets amongst a manor. This intergalactic politics was way above his head. Did we know she ran the spy network? Do we tell him about the person we just found dead? Instead, honeyed eyes would look to Dani, Toni and Gin. He had a feeling that he didn’t understand enough of the situation to probe like Gin does, but he’d be willing to participate in what capacity he could!