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"Are you talking about Durge? He's no machine. He's alive, just armored up. No different than when your kind are in a neo-crusader suit. Anyways, I thought I'd pass the offer. Unless you want to remove that annoying voice in the back of your head, it seems our buisness is done for the month," Nakara said, hinting at the sith ghost that plagued the woman.

"You are a brilliant woman. I'm sure if you listen to it closely, I'm sure it can tell you a lot about me. You could say I am a specialist in these kinds of things. I myself am plagued by such problems myself," Nakara mused to himself, remembering his own ghost he served.

"Anyways, you need to brush up on your flight skills perhaps, to keep up with the fighter jockeys which are bound to come. I'll have the credits in the account by the end of the standard week. The banks are fickle when large sums are involved."

Pash balanced himself on the upper hull of the Freighter as it started winging its way through the atmo, laser bolts chasing after it. Finding the topside hatch, he slid down it and sealed it up behind him.

"Ardee." He said into his comlink. "Set course for the Core. They wouldnt dare chase us there."

"You should have just killed that annoying little worm." Ardee said in reply.

"That wasnt my call to make." Pash answered.

"Yes, but you already said he needed to be put down. I heard it all from here."

"Just fly us out of Sith Space." He told the droid. "I'm in no mood to argue."

The Freighter flew around the planet until it found weather conditions more permitting for atmospheric exit. Soon they were out of the gravity well and then into hyperspace, heading for the safety of Republic Space.

Siren began to awaken, her vision blurry, and her body feeling numb. After a moment, it started to pass, as she regained her senses and slowly sat up. After sitting there for a moment, she stood up, just as she could hear someone coming. A sith trooper came up to her.

" I found her. You can tell the others to stop looking. " he said into his comm, before turning to the Sith seductress. " Are you alright, my Queen? " Nodding, Siren motioned him closer, too disoriented to move around much without problems. " I've been hit with a stun blast. At least I think that's what it was. Better make sure. " she said, the trooper reaching an arm around to help her along, making their way back.

" Lord Calliga has been reported to be in bad condition. The intruder turned hostile and got away after severing his hand. " the trooper said. Siren frowned at the news. " Had no force been used, the Jedi would owe us an apology for harming a political figure that was of no threat, which we could've used to our advantage... " she said, mostly to herself. " But I guess Master's orders can't exactly be ignored by the staff, huh? "

After a while, Siren was back home, and shortly after, a few other troopers came in with Calliga. After informing the receptionist of the important details, they were both taken to get medical treatment. Siren was able to be treated in the comfort of her quarters. Calliga would require too much more than her to be given that luxury right away.

Sonya stared at the screens, as the 'new' guy was trying to find the map room.

"Give that idiot some directions," she said to an officer. "For someone so old, he's got quite a bit of pride in him to act like a typical male."

Another incoming transmission bothered her. It claimed it came from Nakara. Had he really come to aid her? Her joy suddenly rose, as it meant something good might come, but Nakara was a tricky one.

"Let it land, and this time, have someone escort the Dark Lord here."

The small kushiban exited his shuttle, only to meet a sith soldier standing before him.

"I assume you are the dark lord Lady Kai'zer was talking about," he said. "You are to follow me to her."

"I wouldn't have it any other way. At least you're not stupid enough to judge me by my size, are you?"

"No sir," the soldier responded, as he led the way to the maproom, the door opening and revealing Sonya. He cracked a wide grin, knowing that payback was a b***h.

"Good morning, Sonya. Nakara sends his best wishes."

((and she's not that disrespectible.))

The Kushiban entered, and shortly after the old fart came too.

Oh great, just what I need. A rabbit who wants to return my efforts of kicking him off a cliff, and a pilot who doesn't know how to pay proper respects, Sonya thought.

"Good. Master Kawaii, meet the help from Cyneticus. Help from Cyneticus, meet Kawaii, our war consultant. We're here to take control of the situation and mess that the Kaleesh left us."

((she didn't have old fart italized, so she didn't call you an old fart in her head.))

"Then you better learn how to respond to authority a bit better, 'Darth' Nova. You are under both my command and hers. The orders of the Demon Lord of the Sith are equal, if not greater, than those of the Cyborg King. At least in matters that I am concerned with. The droid fleets will be here within a month and a half," Kawaii snarled, heaving the pack on his back to the floor.

"Lady Malice, as you like to call yourself, I present you with this gift, courtesy of Nakara himself," he said, kicking the pack to the woman. "It contains a shadoweave dress and low profile armor suit to help you stay alive a tad longer on the battlefield."

~~~~~

Ritt went into the lounge, same time as usual. It was relaxation night for the pilots, successful after their first raid, and a time for celebration.

"That oughta wake those sith buggers up," Predator shouted, caught up in the noise of the moment. Each pilot spent their time differently. Ritt prefered the quiet life of a wallflower, opposite the more quiet pilots, and minding his own buisness. Though he could not see like normal people, he still liked the thought of staring otu of the window at what all there was, ocassionally flipping his gaze down through the decks and seeing what all there was going on.

"I hope we haven't poked a sleeping giant, soemthing tells me quality is going to meet quantity..."