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Neb shrugged, and walked off, down to the local cantina, and flipped out a small reciever.

"Let's see here... took 9 off. Well, not suprizing. I mean, eight of them were quite visible. But that last one... hey, that little bugger actually works. I'll have to thank the inventor back at the senate. I didn't know something that small would do so well."

He was, of course, refering to a prototype beacon. It was barely larger than a thumbtack, at best. It would drill into the host's armor, and remain there. The only drawback was that something so small was easily disrupted by weather patterns, or worse, power shortages such as ion blasts.

"Hell, those mercs will have fun this time. Oh, and barkeep, get me something to drink?"

"what can I say? theres not a guard in the galaxy that isn't perplexed by a little fast talk. Hold up." he walked into an electronics store and came back out with a datapad and a few other gadgets. leaning against the wall of the store he started assembling and attaching pieces of the other items to the data pad using a pocket screw driver. he finished it and pocketed the device."so what's our next move? do we go and meet your sentaorial friend?"

Wary that Neb and Dious were onto Angel, Phoenix began to take extra precautions to keep the training sessions secretive, often sendiong Dious on inane goose chases around Cloud City. The morning of the confrence with the senator, Phoenix actually left Angel behind with Dious and took the Dawning Thunder over to Tibannopolis to attend the meeting. As he disembarked the ship on the towering platform, Phoenix realized how much Bespin had developed since the days of the Rebellion, when only Cloud City existed. Now, in addition to Cloud City, Tibannopolis, as well as four other cities were erected on a repulsor-turbine. Phoenix's proposition was to relocate some of the "New Alderaan" population to the unpopulated of the three cities, and have them recognized as their own planet within a planet. Unfortunately, when he brought the point up to the Senator and the Bespin Council, it was immediately shot down for various reasons, "They are needed for the Tibanna operations". One member of the Council, a burly Human named Chassen Chennifer, claimed that it was needed for "refugees for the war". Enraged by the proposition that his people were not considered "refugees" even though his people had their world INCINERATED, Phoenix stormed out of the confrence hall, exclaiming that he would rather put his people on Hoth then on a planet full of idiots, and he felt the rage swell. THrowing his hood up to conceal himself, he continued towards Tibannopolis' docking bay, where a guard asked for I.D. for ownership of Dawning Thunder . Surveying the area for onlookers and security cameras, he let loose a round of lightning searing from his fingertips, first at the cameras, which provoked the guard to shoot. Levitating his blaster shots away, Imperius used the force choke on the man, killing him in a matter of seconds. Letting the anger flow through him, Imperius recited the Sith code and lifted the Thunder away. Upon reaching Cloud City and his apartments again, he flipped on the HoloNet, which he watched amusingly. The incident was described as, one hour after a confrence between the Refugee New Alderaani senator and the Bespin Council, and a possible Failed assasination attempt.

" Bloody Jedi!" Drago pounded on the dash. He flew fast and kept low. The port came up fast. He slammed the jets into reverce and landed hard. He lanched out of PR1M3.

" Disaproval: HEY! ANGER MANAGEMENT!!!"
Drako turned back and flashed PR1M3 a evil look.
" Statment: (Whisling sounds came from PR1M3) "

Drako stomped on. He walked into the local cantina. He sat at the bar. He looked around slowly. He saw what he was looking for. He saw a band Mandalorians.

Walking slowly to them he looked at one in the eyes. The ride motioned to anouther more to the back of the room. Darko walked to him.

"Hrmm? Ahhh....what can i do for you Master Drako? "
" You ready Novara? I have a job for you."
"Yes master Drako. We have every thing set. I though you said you would not need us till later?"
" Plans.....changed. So did the target...targets. "
"Sir? "
" I want you to find a Cale Darksun.......He has a friend with him. Take tham out...."

Drako walked off. Novara looked to one of his men. "Prep the ships."

Twilight Dawn- Senatorial Starship

Phoenix stood, waiting while Dious ran the preflight preparations, waiting for Angel.

What the hell is she doing?

He walked over to the navcomputer and punched in the cooridinates for Coruscant, and then exited the cockpit to the navigation room, where three R2 units were slaved to weapons, performance and navigation, respectively. He maneuvered through the clutter in the room, and ran a diagnosis on the droids, first the Red weapons droid, then the green performance unit, and finally the yellow nav unit. All three came up positive, and the droids looked suprisingly shiny, as if they had been given oil baths.

Why would the Bespin people give me such good care when I'm not welcome? And how were they let into the ship to begin with?

One thought reached his mind: Neb . The meddling Jedi was the only person who could potentially have given the administrators the access codes.

He ran back to the cockpit and waited for Angel.

Angel made her way to the ship, after pausing at times to try to listen to the murmur of the guards around the VIP area. Unable to tell if they knew something, or were merely talking about the recent attack, she continued on her way, finally reaching the Dark Lord's ship.

"This? its a frequency jack. old hacker trick. you can make one from basic junk from an electronics store. all we need to do is plug it into a public terminal and we can use the city's central computer to locate the tin man. 'Course the downside is that it has a tendancy to ignite after 30 minutes of use."
He stopped and stared ahead at something. "hmmm. thats wierd. yo, check that out. its a squad of Mandelorians. you can tell because of the armor. wonder what they're doing here..."