The loading had gone quickly enough, the food stored and the weapons and loot sorted and ready for quick off loading. Everything was counted, not once but twice. Actuate charts were written and id tags changed and sliced. The ship left with out hardly a sound as every hand was busy getting their gains ready for resale.<br/><br/>Jerex was going over the reports and checking them over, doing some quick math in his head to gauge how much of a haul they had came out with. So far it seemed that they were going to make a killing on this. With the battles going and along with the intel he had there gains for this trip would pay for itself at least twice over. People needed weapons and munitions, that was something they were willing to sell back to them.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Helm, activate our false transponder. Let's become the <span style="font-style: italic">Twin Sun's</span>"</span><br/><br/>The helmsman replies. It takes a moment, but its finished in time as the ship streaked out of hyperspace. Before them lay the<span style="font-style: italic">Moon of Pheda</span>. The station was a massive Skyhook surrounded by a Golan Defense Platform as well as a few Space Docks. The stations, were all owned by an independently aligned man who had nearly as few scruples as a Hutt. One the stations was one of Jerex's shell companies allowing them free boarding and first shot at any open repair bays, for a cost. Already they were getting hailed by the station's command.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"<span style="font-style: italic">Twin Sun's</span> this is Moon of Pheda command, we have already received your docking clearance for your party, docking cradle 3 and four are awaiting your docking. Thank you for staying with us."</span><br/><br/>The channel cleared as they sailed into their respective docks, and moored into place. The crew already unloading the booty as they hurry to get to their shore leave. Those assigned to protection take up their posts and the skeleton crew keep the systems ready as the repair teams take a look over her. Inside Jerex heads towards the docks common area to wait for his counter part to arrive. Ready to take a break and get this stuff sold off to those who don't ask questions.