*** Senate Tower, Coruscant ***
"Agreed," Mon Mothma said. She went about sending the order to the commerce department. "We will signal you when the first convoy is en route. Until then."
*** Unspecified Location, Coruscant ***
"Well, Hera still waits for you - I'll tell her you are here, maybe she'll meet you elsewhere," Cham said.
"There is no escape," he said. When he felt Ori touch him, he looked to her. She was there for him through it all. How much further would she go? "We have to find him, and put him down, once and for all. We can run from him no longer," he told her.
*** Military District, Dragon'taan ***
"I'll put together what details I can; go get your ship. Contact me once you have it, I should have intel for you. I won't lie - just from my preliminary look at the data, you're jumping feet first into a s***storm," Draco told Fel. Falco could be heard expressing his own excitement. "You'd better get going. Contact me once you have your ship."
*** Indari Manor, Dragon'taan ***
The aged dragon chuckled heartily. "The price of having a family," he said. "And speaking of which, where is that son of yours? His birthday's coming up, you know."
"Hrm... not sure what room would be a good starting point, but a word of caution - stay out of the armory. Kyle gets touchy about that," Anna cautioned Michen. There was a rapid beep from the kitchen, and Anna excused herself to tend to the cooking meal.
"Don't worry about it, honey," Kira said groggily from beside Kanan. "Go back to sleep."
*** Unspecified Location ***
"For one thing, the Detapa Council doesn't make a habit of going out to personally hand out requests to meet with people - their people handle that," Jacqueline explained. "Still, you'll want to lay low for a while; people who get stuck on the Obsidian Order's radar rarely ever leave it. I'm trying to find out where they're basing their operation from this time, but so far, it's slow going."
*** Torgus Prime Orbit ***
The face of Romulan Sith Lord Darth Torrentus appeared on the main view screen. She was nearly indistinguishable from the late Romulan Admiral Arai - what made Torrents different was that she had facial tattoos marking her as a Sith. "First off, let me thank you for your assistance - the bulk of my forces were elsewhere, and this attack caught me completely by surprise. That said, were you able to pull anything off the Capellan Command ship?"
*** MJ12 Ship, Nephira Orbit ***
The hunter nodded, then motioned for Katin to come closer, getting his transporter ready.
"I'll see what I can do with this ship," Steiner said. "If anything, we might be able to create a diversion."
*** Starship Lethal Weapon, En Route to Sangheilios ***
the trip, so far, was uneventful. It was halfway to Sangheilios that, for one reason or another, the Lethal Weapon dropped out of Hyperspace. The bridge crew went nuts, trying to figure out just what the **** was going on when a small battle group of Imperial Enforcer Cruisers accompanied by an Imperial Dominator-class Star Destroyer appeared bearing the logo of the Sith Covenant. The Lethal Weapon went shields-up and weapons-hot as it sent out an emergency distress signal. The Imperial ships immediately attacked, and the Lethal Weapon was forced to defend itself.
*** Jawa Sandcrawler Camp, Tatooine ***
"Good," K'Tath said. He nodded to a strange husk of a somewhat-distant ship, half-buried in the sand that looked like it'd been torn open by a giant beast. "There's our target. Archive's on the bridge; we'll be entering through a breach in the engineering section. You all set?"
*** DMC Embassy, Stormwind, Azeroth ***
"No, he was with me," came the voice of Lian, holding a young Worgen child's hand in her own. "And he wanted to see mommy and daddy."
"Where's James?" Ketorr queried.
"At the Inn; was gonna meet him there," Lian answered. "But I can't have this little one with me for it."
"Oh, don't tell me you two are gonna--" Ketorr grumbled.
"Relax, dad, we're not... at least, I'm not. Somebody's gonna have to carry him home tonight, and you know I prefer to keep my head clear," Lian assured her godfather.
*** Market District, Coruscant ***
Luke strode through the crowds with his wife in tow to the scene, approaching the lead investigator. "What do we have?" he asked.
*** Mongdrigo ***
While the damage from Brottleheim's attack was repaired, Malgus meditated. It was during this meditation that he saw something - a black dragoness, with a fleet of ships that could be useful to Mongdrigo. A possibility she might call this world home. But she would need to deal with a creature Malgus didn't recognize - and he distinctly heard the name "Obsidian Order" mentioned in his vision before he woke.
*** Marketplace, Hutta ***
The Bounty Hunter drew both his blasters, and held them ready, not yet pointing them at the fire team of goons. "What are you drawing for, scum?" the Weequay sneered.
"You don't wanna tangle with me - not many people survive that," the 'robot' said. "And in case you haven't figured it out, yet, you're on Nem'ro's turf."
"Shove off," one of the humans scoffed. "We're not here for you anyway - the little squirt behind you is who we want. She's wanted by Fa'athra."
"Too bad," the robot replied. "Fa'athra - and by extension, anyone working for him - is number one on my list with a bullet."
"That so?" another human sneered, drawing a blaster rifle. The robot was faster, raising his blaster and putting a bolt between his eyes. The other blaster went up and nailed the second human, drawing his pistol. His aim shifted to the third human, who had his blaster drawn and was ready to fire; he got one to the chest and dropped like a rock. That left the Weequay, who managed to close the distance. He made an attempt to throw the robot aside, but this was met with a blaster grip smack to the side of his head, then a blaster bolt to that side of his head. The Robot then turned to Echo. He regarded her briefly, then removed his helmet, revealing a human face with cyborg eyes. "Takes guts to pull something on Fa'athra bad enough for him to send a hit squad after you. I like that." He offered a hand. "Name's Akarkek. I was actually about to hit the star lanes - you can ride along, if you want - so long as you don't mind riding with a Mercenary Bounty Hunter."
*** Starship Endeavor, Qo'nos Spacedock ***
"We need your help. Our ship is too recognizable," the Yaut'ja signal said. "Our clan must retrieve package. Details in person."
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