*** Unknown Planet ***
"Whether we run right off the bat or turn off the siren before finding shelter, we should find a place that has at least some power," Zuka said. He looked at the scattered hulks about the area. One of them - a crashed Strident-class Heavy Frigate, mostly intact, and its lights were still on - caught the Sangheili's notice. In the distance, however, was a facility of completely alien origin. "That Strident Frigate might be a good place to start," he said, indicating the aforementioned frigate. He then looked to Weaver and Ray. "You two should turn off the Siren if you can." He then looked to Tigress. "Tigress, any chance you can interface with what's left of that Strident's systems?"
*** Dreshdae Colony, Korriban ***
Wrath was impressed with Spade's combat prowess, but knew she couldn't keep it up indefinitely. A fire team of Klingons came around the corner, and Wrath leaped into action, tearing through the Klingons as only a Sith could. When they were down, he looked to Nari. "Get reinforcements down here, now. And call in a fleet to deal with any interlopers in orbit."
*** Korriban Orbit ***
"How convenient," Malgus remarked. "In any event, get our forces down planetside - make sure the Klingons do not make off with anything useful. Kyva, see if you can get your friend on that ship to make sure the Romulans aren't here, too."
*** NCD Galatae, Dragon'taan Orbit ***
"Oh, will you relax? It's gonna be fine. They're not music critics," Vitani laughed. "You've done many concerts for the Victory Day Celebration before. This one is no different."
*** Draco City Diner, Dragon'taan ***
"That doesn't make it right," Kira said. She released Kanan and proceeded to walk inside. A waiter greeted them, and Kira spoke, "We have a reservation with Mister Argyle, is he here already?"
"Ah, yes - he arrived right before you did," the waiter responded. He then grabbed two menus and lead Kira and Kanan to a table where a well-dressed gentleman with white facial tattoos sat looking over a menu of his own. He looked up and smiled.
"Ah, madame Indari - I received word you'd be coming," the man said. "You make good time."
Kira reached out and shook the man's hand. "Kira Indari," she introduced herself. Indicating Kanan, she added, "This is my future-husband, Kanan." Argyle smiled, and offered his hand.
"A pleasure, sir," he said politely.
*** Indari Manor, Draco City, Dragon'taan ***
"... never... met Uncle Markus before... not in... person," Tyber said weakly.
"Still, he asked for you, Aunt Krystal," Jason said to Krystal. "I think he wants that same remedy you gave me when I was this sick." Tyber confirmed this with a nod.
*** Fox's Apartment, Corneria City ***
"Because Darth Nox is my ancestor, and as such, I'm likely the only one who will be able to claim his treasures as my own," K'Tath said. "Nox won't let anyone else near it. I suspect that's why he did that to Falco, who broke your arm," K'Tath indicated Fara. "I might be able to help him, but I need to be in the room with him."
"We can get you to where Falco is being held," Fox offered. "But if what you said is true... why would Nox choose to be interred on Corneria? And how did we never find his tomb?"
"A good question... for another time," K'Tath said. "First we need to see to Falco."
"Then let's go - if you can get Falco back to his old self again, I want to do that ASAP," Fox responded. He led the team to his vehicle, and started driving to the hospital.
*** RCS-Class Armored Warship Warspite, Ferengi Ship Salvage Yard ***
The Warspite arrived at a Ferengi Ship Salvage Yard, with her attendant battle group - two Trident-class Dreadnoughts and four Trafalgar-class Destroyers. "This is Commander Raymond Blythe of the warship Warspite to the Salvage yard - I am here for my appointment with Merchant Bok."
Much to Blythe's relief, the mildly annoying voice of a Ferengi responded, "Commander Blythe, good to see you made your appointment. Unfortunately, I will have to delay our negotiations for those Klingon D'Tai Battleships you wanted - our business computers are down at the moment, and we're trying to restore them."
"No hurry, sir - just let me know when they are ready," Blythe assured him before cutting the channel. When it was cut, he addressed Grey. "Seems like we might have walked in before whatever it was that happened to the other salvage yards happened here."
"I would agree, Commander. I can't say as to what happened, but we might have a chance to see who's turning the wheels, here," Grey said.
"Agreed. Send a burst transmission to the yard - we will engage cloak, but we are not leaving. Tell them some of what we suspect, but make it clear we wish them no harm and aim to protect them should this get nasty. Tactical... So'wI yI'chu!" Blythe commanded. The entire group cloaked immediately after, and the Ferengi at the yard showed no reaction.
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