Nykei eased the<i>Lucky Hand</i>down into the berthing pit, landing with ease upon Taris. Ignoring the twinge of her phantom limb and the memories of losing that limb. She didn't think she'd ever be back here, and even now, she wondered if it weren't a mistake. Oh, she wanted to hit Ghoutta, hit him hard, but even now, with the plan they had in place, there was risk. She might have regretted the way her life turned out, but not enough to kill herself over, but if they were caught crossing the Hutt, that was the best she could hope for. And in the meantime, they'd have to work for that slimy bastard.<br/><br/>Once the ship powered down, Nykei made her way to the common room, eyeing Sev with guarded eyes. She held out her flesh hand as he stopped the flask, and took a swig without stopping to smell it first. Coughing into her cybernetic hand, she scanned the common room. Where the rest of the crew was, she didn't know, and didn't really care to find out. It wasn't her business who was with who. Even if she thought she'd connected with Jiljoo before...<br/><br/>Turning her attention back towards Sev, she found something to discuss with the sly smooth talker. "So, are you meeting with Ghoutta to arrange the deal, or will Captain Kameron be handling that?"  Captain Kam was straightforward and honorable, whihc lent Nykei trust him (to a point) but those same qualities could backfire in the rouse they planned to get over on Ghoutta. Nykei sure as hell didn't trust Sev and his slippery tongue, but he might be better suited to such negotiations.