She smiles and takes a sip of her drink.

"How would you like to be employed again? You could work for me. I think you would be a great asset to my company."

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What did it matter what she did it could get me away from this place and judging by the way she carries herself and the presence of her escorts the must be rich and have some connections.

"Nevermind I'll figure that part out later I need something new for a change, I accept your offer."

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"You're inquiry is justified. I know I wouldn't want to work for someone without knowing something about the person or the company."

She looked around a bit to see if anyone might be listening in who shouldn't be before continuing.

"I am in charge of Dark Star Industries. Our main focus is the trading and transportation of goods. Such as food, water, precious ores, but mostly ship components. But you know, the fact that you mentioned your special IFF mask, I just might have a use for such a device."

She looks at the Ryn's eyes trying to see if she has seeded any interest in her.

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"I look forward to the challenge... and the credits."

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She looks around once more to ensure no easedroppers were keying in on the conversation.

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How many ships does she have that would even need this most corperations only needed two ships with IFF masks.

"And you do realize that this will only work in New Republic space and only prevents New Republic ships from attacking you?"

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Even if it was only a limited aid it would still prove valuable to her operations. That much she had no doubt.

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Aww hell, not that spunky lil gal...

I grimaced, remembering the hell she and Terrin had gone through while under my tender auspices. Now not only was he dead, but she and her pals were missing.

"Hell, Aaron," I shook my head.

"I-- I wish there was something I could do. I mean, dangitall but that little gal had enough troubles; to think that some of it finally caught up with her..."

I trailed, now jerking my head to stare Aaron straight in the eye.

"What was the last you heard of her? Have you gotten any leads yet?"

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The New Republic codes took me long enough to get imperials just have better security standards.

"I can still make your three IFF mask good in New Republic space."

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She glanced to see if Captian Rico was still around or if he had been paying any attention.

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Naw, wait... it was that night back on Tattooine, when I made friends with a really drunk pilot who kept wanting to tell me some secret he had. Kept hinting about the rebirth of some mafia... and didn't he work for Dark Star? Lessee... yeah, and I think he turned up dead the next day, which is why I haven't been back to Tattooine for a while.

Now, lessee... Dark Star... a falleen... no, that couldn't be... Black Sun?

Black Sun?

She was associated with Black Sun?

No way, that's just too much of a leap. Don't jump to conclusions, old boy. Just take what you can get here and move on.

Well, this day just kept getting’ better and better. I wasn’t sure if she was getting to be more attractive or just plain scary. Well, maybe a little of both. You never know who you’ll run into when you’re in a blown-up spaceport.

Now, what the heck was I supposed to do? I possibly had knowledge that could set me up for life, if I could sell it to the right people. But just who were the right people? On the other hand, no matter who she was, this toots was rich up the wazoo, well connected, and well built. Or so she claimed... either way, she was still well built, and that's worth the risk all by itself.

And what was with this little piss-ant Link? Come strolling up to me like he was somebody and rain on my day? I don’t think so. I was thinking up the best way to pop him when a thought struck me.

I was supposed to be haulin’ weapons to the empire, crap that was meant to blow up by the time I was unloading into the ammo store. That SSD was meant to be toast, ripped apart from the inside. That could start some sort of trouble between the empire and those were – well, not with the empire. Now who could profit from that sort of conflict?

Well, for one, the empire. It would sure give them an excuse to crack down even more on those systems they were ‘wooing’. But who else? Maybe, oh, I don’t know, the galactic mafia?

And right snack here in front of me, telling me she might be able to help me out, was someone who could be associated with them. Well, that's a lot of 'coulds' and 'maybes', but damn she was good looking.

Hey, it’s like my good friend Rico Riven always says when the fires of hell are raging and the glory of all mercy has run to hide beneath the sheets, he looks that old devil straight in the eye and says ‘Hey, what the hell?’.

“So,” I said, somewhat surprising the lady that I was still there beside her. I hate to be forgotten about, but in this case I’d let it pass. “You were saying something about helping me out...”

After all, I may have been without a ship and cargo, but I still had a special writ that allowed me access to the internal bays of a certain SSD belonging to the empire. Now, let’s say I made a delivery, had some ship trouble that caused me to hole up there for a while… say, long enough for someone to gain access to a terminal?

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Bon pointed upwards.

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"Yes I have the means to help you out. How would you like to be employed once again?"

She watched his reactions as she proposed an offer similiar to the one she gave to Link.

"What exactly where you doing before the misfourtune that seemed to affect many people." her eyes travel to Link as she finishes her sentence.

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“Well,” I said, “I was an honest businessman, of course, haulin’ cargo between worlds.”

“At least,” I continued, lowering my voice, “until we get into an area a little less… crowded, if you know what I mean.”

I looked around at the crowd, which seemed to be growing larger every minute. I tell ya, a place gets a good reputation and you can’t keep people out even by blowing the place up. No place like the Blue Asteroid, one of a kind joint.

Anyway, I didn’t see anyone I hadn’t either seen before or knew to be harmless, so lucky there. I turned back to the lady just in time to catch her eyes again.

Damn.

She was way too good looking to be for real. And I just had to know if she was telling the truth or not.

“Look, I may have something that you can use, but I don’t feel comfy talking about it out in the open. Is there a spot we can all retire to for a while?”

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"Well, I have a room at the Emperors Palace Hotel. We could all go there if you'd like."

She looked to Link for a response of either agreement or denial.

As she waited she motioned at one of her escorts. He had been listening and knew what to do. He left the Blue asteroid and made his way to acuire transportation to take them all the to Hotel.

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Taking a quick servey of the room link saw no one that stood out to her as someone who was paying to much attention to them. Looking back at Aelly.

"Lead the way boss."

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That being said she sets her now empty glass on the bar and nods to her escorts. Two of which step out into the street and the third follows behind Aelly, Link and Captain Rico.
(( OOC PLEASE FOLLOW AELLY, LINK AND CAPTAIN RICO TO DARK STAR< BLACK SUN IN THE SAME FORUM. THANK YOU))

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Hope it got his attention.

I kept walking and followed the entourage.

(( OOC -- OK, now Rico follows AELLY and LINK to "DARK STAR, BLACK SUN". THANK YOU))

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...but I haven't heard a word from them. I haven't heard from Galen since she took off in Terrin's old lamby the Eagle; Matt and Jasyn took off in my lamby the Raptor following her out. Unless something strange happened, I'm certain they at least made it to the same place she was headed...

...most likely to K'eel Doba, where she was hoping to find a Sith fighter. Sorben Tarnus had her little girl, and she was wanting to bust in to Coruscant to get her back. That is as far as my information goes on her whereabouts, and on the boys for that matter."

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"If she was trying to bust into Coruscant, chances are good she's in prison there," I said with a nod of my head.

"Those Impys play for keeps, and as far as I know no one, and I do mean no one can get through those blockades they've been putting up all over the galaxy."

I lifted the bottle suggestively, crooking a brow in Aaron's direction.

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...but there had to be. Why else would she have been coming here with her Granda to begin with? And if someone was going to be looking for the kid, Kiara knew she'd better get her to a place where she could be found. And walking around with someone like Kiara was not the place to be found.

Stooping down to be on Arien's eye level once more, Kiara spoke to the little girl, who was clearly still frightened. "Look, I'm going to get you somewhere so that whoever is here for you will be able to find you...

...or so authorities might figure out where your parents or gaurdians are, OK?"

Standing back up, Kiara took the little girl by the hand and did just that, heading to the nearest authorities she could find and explaining the situation. "I just wanted to make sure she is taken care of," Kiara then added, "She said her name was Arien, and her Granda has just been declared...departed by the pleasure yacht medics."

Once certain that the authorities were properly taking care of Arien, Kiara headed on her way to the a commstation, recalling the frequency she had used for Captain Joao and dialing it into the unit she was now sitting in front of. "Captain Joao, this is Ki'ara Roch'ella. I have just arrived in Priingsi, and would like to know where the best place would be to meet you."

Sending the communication on its way, Kiara sat back and waited...

...and noted to herself that she really ought to get some clothes with the money she'd earned on the pleasure yacht before she went to meet anybody.

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...thus the reason Galen decided she needed one to begin with. I'd like to think perhaps Galen got her kid, and moved off into some little hidey-hole with her...

...but I don't think she would have left us all in the dark. And that doesn't explain Matt and Jasyn's disappearance."

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I didn't know much of this Graysith, but I did remember being slammed head-over-hiney back when I was part and parcel of the very people we were now discussing. I hadn't met the lady, but I sure remember her handiwork.

Hell of a way to introduce one's self...

My free hand found itself rubbing my throat.

"Ahh... so you believe the last logical place the lil gal and her pals could possibly be is a.. a Sith world?"

I shook my head in disbelief. Damned if that didn't take all.

It was then that my 'phone pinged apologetically into the conversation. Giving Aaron a rather grim look I excused myself and went to answer it.

I played the incoming communication twice, just to make sure, then stood there a moment, my forehead leaning against the wall.

Months of solitude, and now not only are you blessed with two visitors, but they both show up on the same day.

After a little thought I opened a comm-link back.

"This is Captain Joao; if you don't mind a little dust and grit, I can meet you at the Blue Asteroid near the south landing docks. There's been a little... incident there, but it's closest to where I live."

I paused a moment, debating to myself.

Oh what the hell.

"There's a nice hotel nearby, the Emperor's Palace. I can put you up there a night or two.

"Let me know your intentions, thank you.

"Captain Joao, out."

Slapping the comm to send the message winging on it's way, I turned back to Aaron, bottle still in hand. Plopping myself back in my favorite seat, I leaned forward, setting the bottle down on a nearby table as I did so.

"Look," I offered, out of the blue, surprising myself.

"I've been dry-docked here for far too long. If I had Devil up and running, I'd offer you my assistance. I feel terribly awkward just sitting here doing nothing, after hearing what you've had to say, and especially after helping Captain Danner and his wife out in the past."

Yeah, like being the silver plate which held him, offering him up like a proverbial Boonta's Eve fowl...

I shook that off and sat back with a sigh, taking a good healthy slug of my drink, nearly draining it all in one gulp of remorse.

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Frowning, Kiara pressed the send button after listening to all of Captain Joao's reply. "Honestly, I'm not certain what I'm going to do or where I'm going to go from here. My past is looking more than just a little bit ugly...

...and lately I'm finding myself very tired of it. I really would like to know what happened to my cousin...

...she meant alot to me. I will meet you at the Blue Asteriod in a standard hour, if that is acceptable..."

She trailed, eyeing her clothing one final time. And in the meantime, I'm really getting some clothes...

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