She was expected, having arranged for this meeting ahead of time. It was time to put their heads together and deal with the upcoming window of opportunity they had, and to lay their plans for it. And... well, she had to update Reibelle on her daughter. And inquire about her own wayward 'daughter'. Perhaps Silas and Dex had headed out this way after what had happened.

The spotters outside of the Raider's base would surely recognize her distinctly marked armor and helmet as she approached.

As they did, with one of the spotters making themselves known to her on her approach she was able to rest easy the rest of the way. As she approached, unlike the first, she was simply allowed to walk freely into the camp where warriors were about tending and preparing themselves for a battle ahead of them. Reibelle would be waiting for her outside of her craft, looking through her things and holding an old rusted box in her hands- latch open.

Praxton was by her side the whole way, taking in the sights and learning what he could from the layout of this place.

"They're.. strong, for raiders," he comments idly.

Raven nodded to her partner. "They're strong. Some good folks too." Like most groups of any size, it was a mixed bag. She'd even say that much about their own group. It was a shame she'd judged Silas so harshly at first, and took too long to open up to him before it all went to poodoo.

Finding Reibelle, Raven lifted an armored hand in greeting to the woman, before moving her hands to remove her helmet as she knew that was how the Raiders had preferred to speak during their past encounters. "Valkyrie. Su cuy'gar."

"Su cuy'gar," she returns, her helmet resting nearby she looks from Raven to Praxton. Focusing on him a moment.. "I knew you left with Prayton but.. I did not expect to see still in his company, especially," she glances back to Raven, shaking her head.

"What a strange month.." she shakes her head, the faintest of smirks.

"Reibelle," he greets, a little awkward strain in his voice as he dips his head. Leaving his helmet on for the moment as the visor looks to Raven, preparing a little awkward shrug when the inevitable realization or question came.

There was a brief look of confusion on Raven's face, glancing between the two of them, then she pieced things together well enough. "Introductions won't be needed then." Her tone was relaxed, not intending to dwell on the past for now. Later though, there would be questions.

"It's been a strange month indeed..." she agreed, moving on, "... before I go any further, I just want to ask if Silas or Dex have been here lately."

Reibelle noticeably marks the unspoken exchange, confirming a suspicion of sorts. "Dex.. I assume that is the girl who was with Silas then, they did come here. About a week ago, they sought supplies and guidance and we offered them both. Silas was a raider for some years, he was owed that much."

If Reibelle's reaction bothered the young Cadera, Raven didn't let it show. Both she and Praxton had their own pasts, stories, and acquaintances. Who was she to get up in arms about that, at this point?

"That'd be her, yes." That was at least some small comfort. "... Did they say anything about where they were headed?"

"Wasn't on my mind to ask. Not my business either," she gives the briefest of shrugs. Looking between the two again. Placing one of her hands on her hip and leaning into it, "I assume that's not all you're here for though, is it?"

"Right. Sorry. Had to get that out of the way first," she smiled a little bit, dipping her head a litte. "Thank you." There was the matter of Varina, but she figured that could wait.

Adjusting her hold on her helmet, Raven moved it more to rest against her hip with one hand. "I came to talk about the plan for assaulting Carid and the Imperial transport ship we discussed earlier." Her now free hand took out the datapad, opening up the file with all that Jyrvess had extracted from the spaceport terminal.

Reaching for it with her free hand Reibelle nodded, "I understand," she gives a brief nod. "Raiders are ready to return the favor for what they cost us when they left. Some.. myself included, are just happy to get a little more action in since we've been waiting around for so long."

Raven nodded. "And we're looking forward to get in some revenge ourselves." A slight smirk touched her features. "As you said before though, you have more ships. You also have a reputation for attacking Imperial vessels already too, so you are probably more familiar with tactics they use as well as their weak points."

Already Raven was in tactical-thinking mode. "My team would serve best as boarding party." None of them were pilots, nor had their own fighter. Unless Varina hitching a ride with Rezzie counted.

"Two teams," she started going over the information as they continued to speak. "My team from the front and yours from the back. We'll knock out their control room in the start of the fight- main goal being to take down Carid we want to leave him with nowhere to go. Then, both teams will board and search. Unless Carid's a screwup he'll have disabled comms- but there's a change we'll be working against the clock in clearing out the vessel."

"Other ships will patrol around and make sure we don't get any untimely surprises or anyone other than us escapes. Best to keep the team small and to your more able fighters, more mobile, more deadly," she says, tracing along the display of the datapad and nodding to herself. "We'll fly everyone out there."

Raven nodded as it sounded like a fairly solid strategy. "We'll have a slicer on our team, to deal with unexpected surprises there. But yes, we'll be a smaller, mobile force." So that would be her, Clay, Soleene, Dredgen likely too... Varina on the other had... wasn't exactly mobile since she was stubbornly refusing the surgery she needed.

Space, huh. That would be a new arena to fight in.

"Any estimate on how many might be with him? The level of resistance to be expected?"

"From the numbers Tor gave me- after your hunt, should be down to only three. More than enough for the security an Imperial vessel of this size is likely to have," she taps on the pad and turns it back over, a little smudge in the star-chart of where the vessel was traveling. "But.. also likely means by the time we launch our own attack there'll still be some security to contend with ourselves. Doesn't make much a difference to my people, assume the same can be said of yours?"

"Doesn't change, no. I just like to know in advance." Three people huh, she thought, rubbing her chin briefly in thought as she accepted the datapad back. Ketsu had been fairly tough, and following a lot of standard Mandalorian tactics, it was likely that those with Carid were his most trusted and most competent warriors. "Estimated time for when we need to take off?"

"Tomorrow, we leave just before sundown to get there right after Carid will. Without Ketsu.. he's going to be slow, careful," she says, walking to collect her helmet. Turning back to Raven, "Which is what'll give us the advantage when we catch up to him. Make sure your warriors are prepared for battle just prior to galactic night, well rested and everything. Won't be back here before morning to give our warriors chance to rest up after."

[LE-through the night, Day 9]

"They'll be ready." They were true Mando'ade now, after all, their worth and skill made into beskar'gam now.

"... Varina has her beskar'gam now," she added to the conversation, imagining Reibelle would like to hear it. But also because she hoped that perhaps Varina's mother could be of help with the other problem about her daughter.

"I expect they will be.." she says after a moment, the woman glancing away at the mention of her daughter. Shifting her position she turned toward a direction to leave, placing her hands on her belt.

"Thank you," she says quickly, normalizing her pace, "Will you need anything else?"

Raven watched the woman's reaction with some interest, in her own way trying to figure out Varina's mother.

There was more, her own personal reasons for seeking this exact location, but... something told her the situation wasn't the best for making those requests now. Not when it seemed like Reibelle wanted to focus on other things, understandably. "Not at the moment, no. We can talk more after the battle."