Being shown the way to the bridge of the Rebel's Flagship by a contingent of Marines, Karth emerged from the repulsorlift directly from the deck where he had been brought onboard. Leaving his weapons with the marines for safe keeping, the pilot strode boldly out onto the bridge whlie the communications were going on between the ship's commander and those on the other ships nearby. He assumed that the one giving orders was the one known as Admiral Scott, and therefore he moved towards him. "I would offer my services to scout the trade route if the Solus Verde was in working order. She's built for long range recon, and not recognizable as a ship of the Alliance."
He came up alongside Damion and crossed his arms over his chest, admiring through the viewport the small fleet they now assembled. "If this is the turn out at every distress call, you should do this before every major attack. It would double our attack force." Flashing a roguish grin, he cast a glance over towards the Admiral, uncrossing his arms. "It is good to be in the company of the Alliance once more, and a Jedi, none the less. Now then, if there is anything I can do to make myself useful while en-route to your destination, let me know."
