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Scarlet raised a brow. She'd just read the same thing over Stefan's shoulder and was not nearly so sure. "We're not even allowed inside the city, remember? What makes you think they're going to let us waltz in and dig up a grave? It might be easier to get to Cameron than do that... though... Senitora is an Honor Blood. Maybe if he's the one asking, he'd be allowed to do it."

She read through a few more documents. "Hmm... Galia and her brother are both in Aleuts. That should be simpler than Black Port, though nothing is ever simple anymore. Orion's buried in a village. Probably not terribly heavily-guarded unless the shield knows what we're doing, and frankly I have no idea how they would. We should certainly get him as well." She tried to ignore the fact that she was not talking about people, but corpses. The greater good, the greater good, it was all for that, else she'd dare not contemplate it further.

"Well, that should be enough for now... we'll have to come back here to drop them off eventually anyway. Might as well see what Senitora says about Nal'Ithar and then head out. Which one of these places is closest to here, anyway?"

Stefan raised a brow. "Beskaville, but you don't want that one if you're concerned about being too close to the capital. Aleuts... I could get us there in about four days, maybe a little more. Once we've got a bit more help, it should be possible to get Orion. Nal'Ithar would help, if the... Honor Bloods let you inside their city." He'd been about to say 'bloody fools,' but then that probably wasn't the wisest course of action. He did admire their dedication to their tenets, but he couldn't stand bureaucratic obstruction. It hindered efficiency, and Stefan was all about efficiency.

"Hmm... all right then. Aleuts first. Sirius, will you go ask Senitora what the chances are of us retrieving Nal'Ithar? I'll round up the crews and tell them we're sailing soon."