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" Well, I would have to say because I'm curious since the droid there mention the name. " The engines suddenly came to life on the Sundered Rose, and just idled for a few seconds. Afterwards they were shut down. Then, the turbolaser cannon started to rotate. R1 came on the comm. < I am making sure the defense systems are working. Please do not be alarmed. > Just then, the cannon fired at an empty area, R1 having made sure to aim so that it wouldn't hit anything. He came back on the comm. < At this rate, the ship should be able to fly in about 10 minutes. > Angel looked at Freya and then to Gorwooken and then back to Freya for a moment. " Hey, wait a second... I've seen you at Bespin. You're the daughter of the casino owner, right? "

Gorwooken realized with a start why he had recognized her, and had been suspiscious. She was the woman from the casino! Feeling dumb, he put his axe away as discreetly as he'd taken it out. He still wanted to know why she was at Kashyyyk of all places, but he didn't think she was a serious threat. A potential one, but probably not an imperial spy.

Later the next day two persona entered the old bar, human and something smaller robed and hooded, a Jawa. Not something common with on this planet or just about on any other but there native. Word was they were both looking for someone, a Jedi. Some thought they were jedi, others just dismissed the rumors all together and just thought of them as lost travelers or something of the sort.
The two made there way to a small table and took a seat, both starting to converse in some foregin laugange, perhaps the Jawa Trade at that, it seemed as much. They seemed calm enough, and kept to themselves. After a while of being in the establesment and the human, who donned a cloak turned an signaled the young Corillian bartender for service.

Angel hit her comm. " R1, come here for a moment. " R1 rolled down his access ramp and came to the others. < What do you need? > " Show them the image of person you originally worked with. " R1 displayed the image of the original Angel Feron, when she still Angel Syricia. " I don't have to explain the resemblence, I'm sure. As for Brunhildt, I can't say I know much, other than maybe the name and that she and my ancestor worked together a few times. " She then turned to R1. " That's all. You can go back now. " R1 then made his way back to the ship and once again resumed repairs.

Rusty compared notes with Angel's R1 unit. "Definetely a resemblance, and as Master Brunhildt described her."
"Like, wow!" Freya exclaimed. Then, her comlink went off. "Aurora? Like yeah, one moment, please!" Turning her attention back to Angel, she queried. "Like yeah! Do you like totally need help with your ship? Rusty here is most excellent with that sort of thing, and could help your droid," She then turned back to the comm. "Aurora, we have a scout with us, and he can totally lead you to the site,"

(( Padme: feeling better? ))

Ferno's visit was cut short, far shorter than he would have liked. News had already began to leak out that the administrator of Cloud city, the closest thing to a ruler the gas planet had, died peacefully in his sleep. However, despite the assassination being fully successful, Ferno's job apparantly had not been finished.

In lieu of his excellent murder, Krayt demanded more. Darth Wryylok had been dispatched to the planet to secure diplomatic relations. The murder had all been exactly the test that Krayt wanted. Now came the backstab.

"You had asked for funding for your projects. I will give you proper funding, should you succeed on one condition: You must find a replacement for the lost funds."

Ferno had already expected this. I mean, what good is weaponry without anyone to use it?

"I cannot simply spend money on research, Ferno. I need to have a machine of war. I have to admit, though, your droid came up with the much friendlier term "Unified Defensive Force" when talking in public. If you want funding, you have to supply me with resources. You make sure that Wyyrlok successfully takes Bespin. I need Blaster Gas for my weaponry. If I don't have my blaster gas, you don't have your funding."

The message cut short. Ferno gave an inaudible grunt of irritability. He now found himself forcing the turnover of all of Bespin's mining facilities, either voluntarily or by death...

" R1 has a specific style when it comes to maintaining the ship and I can't really trust anything else with it. Not saying your droid can't repair, but I'd rather leave it to something that knows it like the back of its circuit board. " Angel said. " I'll be fine with just R1. You guys don't need to do anything for me. "

Once Homewrecker reached the Stormhawk, Varl was still creating tension, tension that only stopped when the comm officer ran up to Vaan and said that a certain Eladan Kennet had hailed them and sent coordinates.

A few moments later, Stormhawk was on it's way to Wayland.