The robed contact stopped at the door when Kya brought mentioned money. Then, seemingly by instincts, his accomplice's weapons were raised and trained on the girls. Fel took note of her blaster on the table, where she was forced to leave for the exchange to commence. She counted six armed guards, not counting the Resistance spy himself. "So. You want money?" the contact asked, waving his people off. All lowered their blasters but kept them at the ready.<br/><br/>"You want payment?" he repeated, eyeing both women, moving from one to the other. The man gently pulled out the holodisk. "Then imagine you're both sitting in a cantina similar to the one we left. You're laughing, enjoying a well-deserved drink, maybe even flirting with one another and making plans. Then this …" he shook the disc with the super star destroyer schematics. "This looms its long shadow over the planet. There is no time to run. There's no time to say goodbye because your city is destroyed in seconds." The contact eyed both women from under his hood and placed the disk back in his pack. "Ladies, thank you for your service. The likelihood that the scenario I described will not happen just decreased by about 20%. That and that warm feeling in your heart is your payment."<br/><br/>Fel eyed her blaster on the table. The contact had no visible weapon, but to assume he was unarmed was foolhardy. "Fine," she said. "Go then and leave us be."<br/><br/>The cloaked man nodded. "If you want credits, Kya, I suggest you return to smuggling or talk to her brother." He then gathered his goons and left.<br/><br/>"Sorry," Fel responded to Kya's frustration. "I don't know what he meant about contacting my brother. He's broker than us." The woman shook her head and grabbed her blaster. "Let's meet the clone, and you can tell me how busting into a slaver camp will be<i>easy money</i>."<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>After picking up a few light supplies, the two found Hrnako Fon, where he said he would be, at the front gates. Two<i>Weequay guards eyed the clone but kept their weapons sheaved. They were not the lookouts the girls met earlier. As Fel and Kya approached, the clone moved his head to the right, motioning to the desert. "If you gals are ready, we can go." He mostly looked to Kya for confirmation as she had taken his money and boasted about the outpost's true identity. "I could use some hired guns if you're interested. Name your price." Fon eyed Kya as the trio moved into the desert. </i>