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Mordranna made planetfall with little incident. To be sure, Yavin Four was a beautiful jungle moon. But, alas, she wasn't there to sight-see.
Indeed, she was there to figure out who was flying the suspicious ship, and who they were.
"Time to figure out who you are, and what you're about,"

Fett was quick to reply. "My efforts thus far have proven a waste of time. I will not request pay for my services so far, but an extension of this contract is not in my best interests. I'm sure Lord Imperius will understand."

He stalked a walkway to Slave V and walked up its ramp. He was scarred; from the Sarlacc years ago and now from his dealings with Drako and Drake. He still held his armored, fading green helmet up, still held his weapons confidently, still walked with the swagger of one who could not be killed without extreme luck.

Fett was getting old. There was a slight droop to his chin, and his hands shook just a bit. His footing was not as sure as it had been twenty years ago. He stroked the entry hatch to Slave V. How long could he go on like this? He was wealthy beyond any possibly necessity, and had gained an even more enormous reputation.

He'd done all he could. He could never avenge his father's death, but somehow all of the deaths and deliveries to torture seemed to increase that vengeful, if professional, hatred. Nothing allayed it.

He'd brought honor to the Fett name, and to the Mandalorians. He had never failed a mission or given up on a job before. Not until now.

His wounds ached persistently. He could never recover; one could only heal so much from being slammed into a wall by someone half his age. He'd try, and he'd excel where no one else could. But by now, it was relative; he was just an old man, old, scarred, resigned, aloof, and still an enigma to his galaxy.

Slave V lifted off and flew to parts unknown. It would never be seen again, nor would the scratched Mandelorian armor of Boba Fett.

Ali'anna hurled the holotransiever against the wall of her cubicle. It bounced off violently before settling on the ground. Imperius had made her frightened, and angry. Such emotions caused her to instinctively feel her survival was at stake. She drew her SO-19 and loaded it with a fresh clip, caressing the rifle like precious jewelry.

Her eyes became cold and slid from side to side. She opened the door to her room and gazed out. No one was around. Ali'anna made her way to the boarding ramp and slithered out of the ship, keeping to the shadows she could find.

Now she was loose in the city.

Cale left the casino with an annoyed look on his face.
"Figures. The minute I dump the rocks I wind up loosing at cards. and right when I need it too."
As far as Cale saw it, the only real way to make any cash was to sell the Sentinal. But he also needed to give the Sentinel to the imps to get some information. He was torn between imediate needs and his own agenda.
He took out a coin and flipped it. He plucked the coin out of the air, slapped it onto the back of his palm and looked at what fate had chosen for him.
"Great. so I don't sell the shuttle. But I still need cash to pay the crew, my bills, and for the maintenance on the Phoenix." at the thought of his mangled fighter's repair fee, the pirate groaned. He hated to do this, but it was the fastest way towards a job.
With what little cash he had left, he posted an ad in the local holonets, advertising himself and his ship.

((very moving post ND..Fett will be missed..till he shows up again in NJO at least))

The armies advanced slowly but steadily to the main Wookiee tradeport. Artillery was really unnecessary but the heavy blaster fire rattled the mighty wroshyr trees in the hopes that they may collapse the city.

Meanwhile, droids struggled up the ramps, fighting off the waves of Wookiees who blocked the entrance to the ramp. Imperius had expected this and had arranged for a dropship of sniper droids to be dropping the droids on the ruined platforms of the nearby tree cluster. The ship was nowhere to be seen.

It was time to resort to plan B.

" I understand. If I may say so, I wouldn't be too suprised if you decided to retire from bounty hunting sometime soon. Whether it be from age or having enough wealth, either way, it's just a thought. A shame for you to decline, your skills are still very sharp, but I guess our business is done then. Until we meet again, if ever. " Angel replied to Fett, then started to think. " Hmm... The idea of Fett retring makes me wonder... What is to become of Phoenix and me after this is all over? I lost the family I knew, and I don't know if I'll ever find Damon, and I doubt Phoenix has any family... Maybe we could start our own... " " Lady Valycia...? " a voice came from behind her. Angel turned around to see the forces all prepped and ready. " We're all assembled and awaiting your orders. " Angel signalled for the ramp to be lowered. They began to march out. " Listen up soldiers! We're here to look for an artifact, but we'll most likely encounter hostile forces along the way. However, I do not want anyone to engage the enemy unless they fire upon us first. Time is a factor here, and I don't want any of it wasted on battles we can avoid. Understood? " " YES MA'AM! " the Arch Angels said in unison, the droids giving random comments of acknowledgement. After they distanced themselves from the ship, Angel halted the march. " You 3, take a third of the droids and head that way. You 3, take another third and head that way, the rest go this way with me. Com me if you spot an unusual object or energy source. " With that, the forces spread out 2 armies of droids headed by 3 Arch Angels each, with the rest headed by the Dark Lady herself, began to comb the areas, looking for their mysterious object.

" Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.....Know this truth."

With that Drako chraged at Chidee and the two sabers met. As sparkes flew, Drako slammed his fist into his gut and back handed him to the ground.

" First lesson.....I am Master. You will know my pain.....and you will embrace it. Pain is your lover and bed mate. Know it...feel it. We will be training you on you saber wielding. I will make you into the strongest saber wielder this galaxy has ever seen! "

(( Mind you not trying to god mode. But when training.....your going to get you butt handed to you. Thats how Drako teaches. ))