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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.62

arden_av“We need to talk Trey.” Arden said hollowly as she entered the common room of the Soul. The Free Flying Soul. What a joke she thought to herself as she watched Trey turn to face her from his own conversation with Nik. Her own soul was a damn sight far from being free. She gave Nik a withering look that she knew her newest co-pilot would definitely understand as get lost and the little Jawa made himself exceedingly scarce.

Arden sat down in the chair. She could already feel her eyes burn as she looked at Trey trying to get the words to form. “Trey I…”

“This whole thing stinks of bantha poodoo.” Bralor strode in from the cargo hold, unlashing his helmet and pulling it off. “I’ve got a bad feeling-”

He stopped and looked at Trey and Arden. He read the expressions on their faces...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.61

tiila_avThe Free Flying Soul’s gangplank dropped down bleeding light up into the hanger. Bralor stood at the back of its mouth in his full beskar’gam. He could make out the feet of the personal guards that had come out to escort their arrival. He turned to the woman beside him. “You know where we are.”

Tiila Sadi’s fingers fidgeted momentarily with the blue jewel that hung from her neck, her pink thumb running back and forth over its elegantly smooth cut. She didn’t look at him but simply nodded.

His arm fell beside one of the DC’s that hung from his hips. “Want me to see you down?”

With a slow breath, she nodded again. “Arriving without some entourage is very low class.” She gave a half-smile, still facing the open door. “And so they know what’s coming when I change my mind...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.60

bralor_avBralor’s fingers steepled under his chin and stared back at the blank monitor. There had been no word from Aidene since her surprise departure with Krynn while they had been dealing with the Hutt. All of attempts to receive any word on Zann had come up empty, but Tyber Zann wasn’t the sort to give any details he didn’t care for you to know. That, of course, had done wonders for his own mood and assured the promise that his next encounter with the crime lord would end with nice scar to intersect the one he already had, leaving a nice little cross-hair between his eyes.

He sighed and pushed the screen away, getting to his feet and leaving his quarters.

The mood on the ship had been shaky at best. Tiila had barely left her quarters since launching for Osarian, if she had at all...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.58

arden_av“Just letting everyone know we are about to drop out of hyperspace near Nal Hutta.” Arden’s voice crackled over the Soul’s com system. “We should be…” she was cut off by nervous squeaks and chattering.

“No we are not going to come out of hyperspace in the middle of an asteroid!” the com clicked off.

There was the hard chunk of metal locks disengaging from behind her and the cabin door swung open. Arden looked back over her shoulder. Bralor stood in the threshold, the soft blue glow of hyperspace light falling over his face and dark cloak. His helmet hung at the end of his arm.

“You sure you wanna just stand there for this?”

“Kid, I’ve stood in the airlock of a YV-545 as it dropped from hyperspace right inside orbit of of Haariden to be thrown into a space drop as the transport maneuvered a...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.57

tiila_avThe bottle of blush wine sat empty on the small table in the crew lounge and the others had returned to their quarters or occupied themselves with other things. Trey, however lingered in the common room.

“Trey…” There was dull thudding sound as the heavy bottom of the bottle came down on the table top. The thief’s eyes rose to find the former soldier standing there. “A word?”

The thief nodded. “This one of those private conversations?” he asked, a wry smile on his face.

“I dunno. Depends on how open you wanna be about future plans for the crew.” Bralor looked around the room and, finding it empty save the T3-E7 utility droid, set down a pair of squat glasses. “Prolly a moot point anyway. Doubt the droid’s gonna talk...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.52

diva_avThe chime rang with its sing-song charm through the lavish suite. Though they all were expecting it, it seemed to freeze them in place, glasses held mid-way to their mouths. Moments of truth seemed to have that effect on people. The moment held and second ring came from the door which seemed to cancel its predecessor’s spell.

“Who could that be?” Bralor set his squat glass, half emptied of its Corrillean ale, back onto the bar and reached for his helmet.

“Some overly adoring fan,” Aidenne chuckled, quickly falling back into her role after these few moments of relaxation. “Get rid of them for me.”

There was slight hiss of air as his helmet sealed itself. “Right.” The bodyguard unholstered one of the DC-17’s and moved to the door.

Jamming his thumb into the console it opened with a soft soun...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.49

trey_av…And you couldn’t have told us the plan?” Arden popped open one of the safety deposit boxes, “I thought we were a team?”

Trey glanced over his shoulder as he worked the lock of another strong box. “I’m sorry. But the arrest had to look real. Plus, I didn’t want to make a deal out of calling in my Pop.”

“Who you stunned and left in the cell.” She pulled the cred sticks out of the box.

“Yeah, well,” the thief said as he pulled a gem-laden necklace from the box. “You didn’t see what he did to me for my twelfth birthday on Chandrilla. No court would convict me.” He paused, then let out a laugh. “Well, not for that anyway.”

“You really worry me sometimes,” she gave him a side ways glance, “you know that right.”

Tossing the necklace to his pilot, Trey grinned. “Nothing to worry about, Arden...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.48

arden_avKyra leaned into the blade, forcing it down through the thick steel of the vault door. It was tough going, since the lightfoil didn’t have the same intensity of a Jedi lightsaber. Still, things were moving along faster than if they were trying to slice the combination. A safe the likes of the one they were cracking was bound to have a fail-safe on the number of times the wrong sequence of numbers could be entered before fusing itself shut. Oddly enough, the manufacturers didn’t seem as concerned with forced entry attempts.

The auburn haired apprentice wiped the sweat from her brow with the back of her gloved hand. They’d all changed into more ‘work appropriate’ attire. “Wonder if there’s any way to tweak this thing?” She remarked absently.

“Don’t. Like I said, it’s a family heirloom...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.47

diva_av“Alright, Glee’k.” Bralor stood in the corner of the Diva’s suite with Chiss. After the vague news from Trey there was perhaps a little bit of regrouping to be done. After all a team effort may have just turned into a solo mission. “We don’t worry about what Trey is playing at. Too late in the game for for change ups. Whether Kyra shows up to do the job or not, you do the job. And we meet back up as planned.”

“Understood.” Krynn nodded. “I will proceed as instructed in the plans.”

“Don’t try and carry for both of you if you end up solo. You take the most and easiest to carry, Cash. Jewels. Goods. Whatever.” It was like giving the old mission briefing back in the army, except this time they weren’t flying in on a short range transport under fire by droid army tanks...

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STAR WARS: GALACTIC TALES – BETWEEN THE EMPIRE AND THE REBELLION 1.46

kyra_avTrey sat in his cell, whistling softly. He knew the girls in the compartment opposite his were fuming — especially Arden — but he couldn’t tip his hand yet. There were eyes and ears watching them and he couldn’t let them know the deck had a skifter in it.

“I am so very glad you are happy over there,” The little blond grumbled, “I’m sure you’ll be ecstatic once we get to the Imperial prison.”

He sat up and smiled at his pilot. “Come on, Arden. There’s no way we’ll be in an Imperial prison. This is all a big case of mistaken identity.” He looked down the hall at the security station, at the guards posted there. “You should know things, and people, aren’t always what they seem. Have a little faith in my plan.”

“Who’s plan is it again?” Her eyes bored into him.

“Mine,” he grinned.

“Hence the l...

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