<div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Chapter 1</strong></span></strong><br/>(https://planetdystopia.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/oldcity2.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dregs Cantina<br/><br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Day 146 3 BBY, Late Evening<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open to all<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The Trandoshan would look to Shaa Raa but if he heard him and the offers he made to him he was ignoring him as his eyes fixed on the much shorter Ve'tralla.  Her grasp on the blaster was firm it seemed as he suddenly saw red from the impact of the metal helmet into his scale covered head.  His four fingers did not slip completely but her twisting the blaster finally freed it as he looked down enough to see the blaster pointed at his chest.  The safety was disengaged and the trigger pull would result in the beeping from the gun.  There was movement as two of the other pirates would be seen as the blaster became a club knocking the larger opponent a bit more back.  They would almost pull their own blasters in time but the mercenary had her blaster now aimed directly into the face of the large lizard man.  As tough as his scales might make him a blaster shot in the face would likely kill him just like most other species in the galaxy.  A pained nod was given as he would back off.  "Take it."<br/><br/>The other pirates present would look tense before Shaa Raa made his announcement about the explosives as they seemed to rethink their actions.  Their second in command only watched idly as the tension began to bleed off the others as they returned to their drinks, the Trandoshan moving much farther away from the wares and Ve'tralla.  There was business at hand now as the leader and the agent would exchange words as the human known as Delon would nod.  "We have our eyes on somethings but we aren't getting in too deep yet, why you going to try and negotiate the price again?"  He asked suspiciously as there was a slight shake of the head of the agent.  "Hardly, it's a lot of creds but the information should be worth it.  Now where is it?"  Delon would look to his second in command before he leaned forward, which made it look even more like a deal to any outsider that might be watching.  "I have it all compiled in a datapad that you will get once I get my creds.  However I am sure you want proof so..."<br/><br/>Reaching into his belt he withdrew a small circular display disc as he handed it over.  The agent would turn it on as it displayed a map that showed a path through the asteroids to get into skip one.  Clicking the button on the side it cycled to a face that most knew in being Haratta the Hutt, one of the major crime bosses on Skip 1.  Anyone looking hard could see what looked like a dossier on Haratta as he continued to press the button glancing at the information before shutting it off.  Pocking the disc he would nod as he motioned towards the bald human sitting a few tables behind him, one of the bodyguard detail.  Putting out his hand as he approached he would withdraw two credit sticks and put them on the table.  "That's a quarter of it as a deposit.  Where can we do the hand off?"<br/><br/>Delon would grab the credit sticks as he looked to him with a big grin.  "I will send you the coordinates, we won't be meeting on a skip but inside the belt,  much more secure for both of us."