<strong>Nar Shaddaa, The Leaky Bottle</strong><br/><br/>The smuggler gave the Black Sun a wry grin, as she took the disks and squirreled them away on her person. "Don't worry. I guarantee success, and speed." With a nod she left the table, glancing over the other smugglers here, before heading off to retrieve her weapons and move back to the spaceport.<br/><br/>The speeder ride was uneventful, most likely due to the very prominant pistol next to her breasts. It wasn't until she got back onto her Mantis that things got more energetic, with Bucket happily chirping away at her. The little guy was so excited to be headed to Coruscant, with all those people!<br/><br/><strong>"We're just going to a skyhook above Coruscant. All goes well, we won't set a foot on the Imp capital."</strong><br/><br/>The droid was momentarily sad, before chirping something about enjoying the trip anyways. Always cheerful, that one. Sliding the datadisks into a fake console on the bridge of her starship, the woman began start-up procedures, waiting for clearance to get the hell out of dodge and on the way to Coruscant.