Aboard one of the vessels present was the prodigious Cloud Wing, a group of pilots who had survived at least 3 live combats, a rare feat for a TIE Pilot.

While this attack was likely terrorist based, and so not involving capital vessels, it should be stated in advance that the Imperial Starfleet was near at hand.

Lord Gregorious Gemmell
Advisor to the Emperor
Imperial Ruling Council

It would be more of a waiting game than anything to get out of the space port but they would have to pass through several more standard scanners which would scan for explosives or weapons which would be either confiscated or examined respectively.

The bounty hunters did carry registered weapons and, if required, they would be left behind or in a secure holding of some government type (if such was required), but they'd quite agree to the laws that New Volus had in place.

Renting a speeder was likely possible for planetary travel, even to offworlders and tourists. Thus, a vehicle was provided for a delivery system. The beauty of Shiva's operation was that each agent had a specific mission and each operated without the knowledge of any of the others. Thus, with a cell-styled operation, it was highly unlikely that, in the event of capture, any real information could be found regarding the remainder of the team.

It was the newlyweds who would be renting the speeder for the first part. Their mission was rather blunt: to use a vehicle-born explosive to destroy either a government building or a heavily populated urban structure, such as a shopping area or a school. The target didn't have to be specific so long as it made its mark. The true joy behind it all was that no deadline had to be met, allowing the pair (operating under the name of Mr. and Mrs. George Stanhope) to take their time with the operation.

The authorities wouldn't move in of course but they would likely have at least a single ship following them from above and keeping a close eye on the pair for any more suspicious purchases or attempts to. As for government buildings they would be mostly out of luck as the closest was the capitol and it was by far the heaviest guarded, no invite no passing the checkpoints.

Back on Imperial Center, the door to Armand Isard's office slid closed behind Gregory Blount, who was now alone in the corridor outside. He used the moment of relative privacy to sigh to himself. It hadn't been a pleasant meeting, if there was such a thing as a pleasant meeting with Isard, the notoriously spartan director of Imperial Intelligence. Blount had been reprimanded, albeit informally, for not having produced the desired results from the interrogation of a suspect. He had been of the opinion, having questioned the man, that he was innocent, and he said so in his report. A subsequent interrogation, however, resulted in a complete confession. No doubt, it had used methods that Blount did not employ himself, and could not sleep at night if he did. But Imperial Intelligence under Isard was more concerned with results than with the consciences of its agents—that is, as long as the latter did not get in the way of the former. Blount assured the director that this would not be the case with him. Whether he meant it, he honestly didn't know. What he did know was that his job for this agency had only become more unscrupulous since the end of the war, not less.

He shook his head, turned, and made his way down the corridor toward his own office, where he had been told that another assignment was waiting for him—an assignment that, he suspected, might be his last if he didn't deliver on it. He smiled to himself for a moment as it occurred to him that he would prefer some wild and woolly Outer Rim world far more than HQ here on Imperial Center. That is, he'd prefer a real fight to the sort of sniping and office politics to be found here. Yes, he thought to himself, hopefully this next assignment would take him far from here.

(( don't include me in the posting order, gentlemen. I'll hop back in a little later. ))

Gregory Blount
Imperial Intelligence

The pair of bounty hunters would be looking for legitimate work: local bail jumpers, acting as bouncers at any bars that were hiring and generally doing their best to keep themselves busy, all the while keeping their eyes and ears open, willing to buy drinks for people who would be willing to talk, but never asking anything suspicious or dealing with government secrets, more of getting a feel for the state of the world.

There would be plenty of houses on Volus primarily though in places closer to Panas than the capitol as that was a much more prevalent tourist destination. Of course those would range from pricey to nearly obscene due to the natural beauty in the region. There would be plenty in the cities to look at though they would have to go through real estate agents and such more of a paper trail.

Houses in residential areas were acceptable, as civilian targets were just as acceptable to Shiva as military targets were. However, cheaper housing would need to be found. Undoubtedly such housing existed somewhere.

It was a thought on many people's minds, what the empire was good for, but it wasn't something that was avidly spoken about after all they still had to be a part of the empire and couldn't risk any of the Emperor's many spies hearing anti-imperial statements. The times were dangerous for worlds that harbored such thoughts and even more so for those that did so openly but the bounty hunters found they may be sympathetic to a rebel cause they were not going to be saying it or giving out such hints openly.

The bounty hunters would stop their questioning for the time, working instead on getting better gigs for fancier places or even acting as independant bodyguards for any wealthy who wished to hire their services.

There was always jobs to be had for the bounty hunters which would be able to get whatever they applied for if they were qualified to receive such jobs.

The bounty hunters, working separate from one another, had been doing their best to find gigs as bodyguards still; the more wealthy the customer, the better. It was even odds as to their successes in that matter.