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As the two ships passed overhead with blidning speed, Sven looked up in curiosity, then back to the diplomats, who seemed worried. "Something wrong?"

The lead Utei nodded. "Yes. Strange, I would say. None of our ships should be within the atmosphere, much less two."

His comlink beebed, sending a signal from his ship. He confirmed it. "Not one of ours. Is the system frequented by pirates often?"

"No!" a second Utei answered, as they entered one of the caves, revealed as a plush hotel, most likely used to cater noble Utei as well as distinguished off-worlders. Next to this cave was another, with a sign that read . "We rarely ever get pirates. Our defense forces are enough to frighten most away."

Sven nodded, and replied into his comlink. "Have the lieutenant look into the matter. Inform the Captain of the Reliant."

He then followed the group into the designated meeting room.

Tantis Continued behind Svens rank, He used the force to make out their intentions, but his attention was turned to the Ion Dagger, he looked at Sven, "It seems the brought along a pair of Force Users or the two force users are leading."

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Tantis followed them into the room, taken in its rust brown color. "Yes I am sure. And you can beleive they they know that Xanth and I, are here as well."

Revak clambered down the Ion Dragon's gangway, a Plasma Carbine in his hand and a Kar Vak Lightsword at his hip. Behind him six members of the engineering section rushed onto the sandy ground, an impromtu security team. They carried an eclectic array of blasters and hybridized weapons that were a combination of Raporan and Galactic technology. They fanned out toward the still smoking wreck of a transport.

As they moved toward the transport Calra scrambled down the gangway, a plasma carbine held tightly in her hands. Revak smiled slightly as he saw her catlike movements, there was a certain grace that the warrior caste imparted on its members, and Calra was as graceful and deadly as any one of their members.

Revak leapt onto the top of the smoldering hulk and scrambled across the ship's hull, still warm to the touch from reentry. With a quick blast from his plasma carbine he welded the dorsal laser turret in its track, removing it as a possible threat. Then he scrambled over to the dorsal hatch and pulled it open.

As it opened a human male came clambering out, his face darkened from the blast. He coughed from the smoke and blindly staggered upward before freezing as he realized that there was someone towering overhim. Revak gestured with his carbine, "Out... and keep your hands where I can see them hutt slime."

The human complied silently, apparently too stunned to care or assess his situation. All around the ship the pirates began opening hatches and clambering onboard, searching for prisoners and cargo.

As Revak dropped down into the ship he saw one of the crew slumped over a console, obviously dead from the impact. Beside him another crewman was crouched over the comm system... "Anyone this is Profit Gambit please respond... we've been attacked by pirates. Crashed at location Nine-twelve by thirty-four. Many..."

With a flash of plasma fire Revak shot into the console ending of the crewman's monologue. The rodian man turned grabbing for a blaster as a second blast from the oppisite direction burned into his chest. The rodian exploded from the plasma round and his waist and legs toppled to the ground by themselves. Calra stood with a smoking plasma carbine grasped in her hands on the oppisite side of the room, a predatory smile on her face.

From another compartment there came a yell, "Revak! We got the captain!"

Both Rapora turned and sped toward the compartment, their weapons up and ready. They entered a room already secured. The enemy captain, a human female, was on the floor, a pair of binders round her hands. Two of the pirates lifted the woman and drug her from the room. One of the pirates, an engineer, was leaning over the readouts. Revak glanced at him, "What sort of shape is she in?"

"She ain't flyable Revak, and she aint worth much as scrap...." The pirate smiled, "She does have a full cargo, medical supplies and foodstuffs. We could get some credits out of that... We should be able to fit it all in the Dragon."

"Good, see too it." Revak answered with a snarl. Then he turned to see two of his pirates pulling a pair of female twi'leks from the hold. They both looked battered and bruised, and they wore shackles marking them as slaves.

Calra hissed, "What scum on this bucket brought slaves?"

One of the Pirates, whom was also a twi'lek asked the slaves in Huttese, the two slaves glanced at each other before answering. Then the pirate turned to Calra, "The chief engineer."

Revak glanced at the two slaves before turning to the pirate, "Are there anymore?"

The twi'lek shook his head, "There were two in the aft compartment but the engineer cut life support to the section in order to escape. They're both dead."

A shiver ran down Revak's long spine, killing in battle was one thing but denying oxygen from slaves in order to escape was something else. His eyes flicked to the two frightened slaves, apparently neither understood basic... The terror of the their ordeal hadn't faded from them, nor did they know what to expect from the pirates, and the fear of the unknown clearly shown in them.

Revak glanced back at Calra, "Where is the chief engineer?"

Graus smiled to the rest of the crew."I was wondering if we could meet up somewhere to discuss the next base and where it shall be. Along with whoever else we can contact of the higher-brass."He commed back.

"I haven't been able to make contact with anyone else but you, which tells me that they are out of my ships range to transmit."The jedi followed up.




Master Vrook gave a slight sigh."Possible, that may not be young Knight. but speak of it with Master Sazen I will. Contact him I will once we land."Jaron said nto the young jedi, then once more his hood and golden orbs turned to the veiwport.

Lok...
Ree and Ash walked down the long path of the landing bay. Ash got close to Ree.
"Babe... I thought we wern't going to do work with this Pirate..."
"Well, the Mandalorians are in choas, and we need higher paying work till we get that frakin' Hutt..."
"What about that guy you fought that one time?"
"I tried contacting him, but it seems he has just dissapeared of the face of the universe..."
"But still... This is Rav... He's going to still blame you for killing his little sister."
Ree stopped.
"We all hate that Akey is dead, but he disowned her. He won't care..."
He started walking again, but stopped quickly, seeing the heat signature of multiple armed beings closing in. He turned his head slightly to Ash.
"Don't look surprised..."
"I'm wearing a helmet! I don't look anything!"
About ten armed beings came up, blasters raised. A emotionless looking Mon Cal walked forward. He grinned, seeing the Mandalorian. He quickly pulled out a pistol, but neither Ree of Ash moved.
"Well, Rav would like to know why the great Anzle has come here?"
"I'm looking for work-"
"Bantha-PooDoo! You know your not wanted..."
"I wish to make ammends..."
"Then-"
"Then you have a lot of work to do..."
From the crowd of gunmen, the Feeorin pirate stepped forward.
"So, you want to be one of the first Bounty Hunters to work for me?"
"And I wish to make it up for Akey's death..."
The Feeorin let out a bellowing laugh.
"HaHaHa! She didn't matter to me! I just made it look like it to see if you had to balls to work for me! HaHaHa! Come with me..."
He waved his hands, the two Bounty Hunters fallowing, as did the gunmen- there guns still aimed...

"Then let us prepare the next move presently, Master Vrook and Sir Gunther," Iria offered, as Gunther prepared to land the Omega-class shuttle.

"Freya, we're coming in to land presently." Gunther said over the comm. "Have you made any contact with the others?"