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"Better, master Feron. But I hope you've nailed your woman enough before you pull stunts like that again, lest you leave your precious jewels open to interpretation," Labrynth retorted, showing the cane located where most men value highly. "At least this time your sword is near my chest, granting you at least a kill for your sacrifice. Though you need not call me master. I'd own no such urchin again. I may be your superior, but to hell if I own you."

Labrynth's face sunk, as sudden exhaustion befit him.

I grow too old for such irresponsiblities.

"Your reflexes are honed enough. We leave for Ithor tomorrow."

"He pretty much needs to have water, as his species is of an aquatic nature. Otherwise, his skin will dry out, and crack," Mordranna stated with concern for the Ishi Tib. As she said this, a thoughtful expression came across her face. "Have you a full bodied environment suit to spare? We may be able to rig something for his needs,"

Mordranna then looked to Tal, and then back to Rekan. "What do you mean?" She asked in regard to the Grievious clone. To the issue of his health, she also added, "Very well. That too, shall be a part of your trial."

On the sandy shore of a newly born world, the ocean tied ebed and flowed with the twin moons overhead. a cluster of starships, the vehicles of extraterrestial beings from beyond the stars, rests upon the rocky plain inland.
Upon the shore were the aliens, many in number and gathered with purposeful intent. For today they were putting their own on trial.
Sitting on an old snub fighter pilot's seat with his pistol across his lap sat their leader: The Pirate King, Cale Darksun. Seated on crates off to Cale's left were twelve Ex Republic Naval servicebeings, selected as jurors for the fact they had no prior knowledge of the defendant and his crimes and therefore would be impartial.
The defendant, Tyr'ruk the Twilek fighter pilot, wore bindercuffs and was flanked by a pair of grim looking P1 pirate droids. Cambot floated nearby, assigned as his attourney.
The Prosecution was the Ortolan cook for the Dark Horse, Monaw. Dressed in black and smoking a cigarrette in his trunk, he looked something like a lawer, but really odd for an Ortolan. That is to say, not many were lawyers. Or wore clothes for that matter.
Cale shot his pistol into the air, silencing the pirates who were watching the proceedings.
"Seal yer hatches you filthy Neks!" He called out. "This Pirate court is now in session! The Honerable, Handsome, Dashing, Brilliant, and all time greatest rogue in the galaxy, Captain Cale Darksun presiding. Bring forth the Accused."
The P1's drag the angry twilek forward before Cale.
"Tyr'ruk, You stand accused of attempted mutiny. How do you plead?"
"Not guilty!" he snarled.
"Sithspit. You're guilty as hell. Now you're just wasting my time. But because I look forward to watching even Cambot being unable to defend your a**, we'll continue with the trial. Prosecution? you're up."

"The Clone to which you are referring ot no longer exists..." THe rest of the holorecording played, complete with the bang. "As you can see, I affixed a Proton Bomb to his chest...he is thoroughly atomized." Tal paused for a moment "Well, I would be inclined to agree about your using the force, but we're probably gonna be in for a helluva fight when we get there...and you'll probably want every ounce/erg/millimeter/whatever of the force you can call on, and after pulling a standardized Force act for the 5 days you will be pretty tired out...and we don't want you dying on us do we..."

" I take it he made a fool of you like he always does with us. " Angel said as they went out of hearing distance from the old man. " Take my advice. If you want to suprise him, do like what I did just a bit ago and go do some training on your own. I turned a large rock into a pile of shattered fragments with just my fists, then did some other things to help hone my skills. Though, I doubt ANYTHING we do will impress that old windbag. " Her tone suddenly changed to a more soothing and seductive one. " We haven't gotten intimate in a long time. Maybe some alone time together under the sheets would make you feel better. "

(( Oh come on. 1. I'm DA, what'd you expect? 2. Look back to #1. 3. Repeat #2. ))

(('saright))

Rekan nodded to Mordranna. "I can have some of my old friends loan us a freighter if you'd like. Knowing them it'll be fairly well armed, but I'll cater to the needs of the mission."

He lowered his head for a moment for a fleeting moment of sadness (one that would be hard to recognize if the observer was not of the same species) before looking back at them.