Well it
seems that that mission run on Taris fried my old datapad.
By all of
Malachor if that Captain ever clips my wings like that again i'll have to sort
to some more drastic measures.
I was dragging water from the ship for almost a week while keeping low from the
empires troppers.
Oh well
back on track again.
Hired
Zalik again as i know I can trust him or well as close as I ever trust anyone.
I had some stuff i needed to finish of on Ord Mantell with an officer there that ows me a favor and well the troops are always so friendly so got a little to drink as well and find a loophole out of some promise of a hot night I gave to get the info i needed.
The when I finally think the dust is setteling who waltzes into the cantina. Oh yes Dear old Sammy. I swear if he is going to try and get a piece of this deal in literally going to kill him.
Turns out we were both hired for that same job. Doing some freelance work for this academy. Sammy didn't want to be tied down... well i know he does but not in that way. So I got the "steady" job... The things I do to get what I want...
Oh Right meet these two padawans of Vaighens Emm and Lathos. Always had a thing for those purebloods and well the Chiss is sweet but a bit of a nerd.
So full access to the archives and state of the art tech... Time to do some digging.
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