Alderaan - Love and Intrigue

So far, things had gone off without a hitch, which in Hacha's mind was always the moment before the other shoe dropped.

"Our jump looks clean Boss. Preparing to switch to atmospheric." The Duros begins the transition to help the ship adjust, even if it probably wasn't strictly necessary at this point. "How is it looking on your end?"

"Here land at these coordinates, you may have to find a place suitable for the Turtle," she offered to Hacha.

The coordinates seem to be a less populated region of the city planet. There isn't a space port there, and they get a ping that local authorities are requesting their flight path and clearance.

Of course. He looked at the client expectantly. Going there wasn't too much of a issue, naturally; he could land this thing on a Bantha's ass if he had to. The question was, of course, was what was next. "Assuming I should say hello, then?"

"Please do, and transmit this code," she offered a data chit.

"Very good, then." He didn't look too distraught over the experience. Still nothing too worrisome just yet. "Stand by for clearance. Please confirm and send planetary weather and flight patterns for landing, over." The Chiss nodded his head. No need to announce themselves yet, depending on what this clearance does.

Delaya Sector 14 Administration responded, "Received, verified, welcome to Delaya, master Jedi. May the Force be with you."

They end the call.

There was a look up at the woman there before looking back down at the comms. "Master Jedi, is it?" He says with a look before shaking his head and moving back to his controls. "Far be it from me to keep a Jedi waiting, " He started to push some buttons and inspect the weather of the location she had recommended they land in. It wasn't long before he was prepped up and ready to go. "Everyone prepare yourself for atmospheric entry. Likely some turbulence upon entry. Please fasten your seatbelts and ensure that any small objects and devices are secured in their proper locations. Thank you."

Again, he did not break much of his face, though a small smile creeped over it.

She said in Chiss, accented, "Thank you, I am glad I could rely on your professionalism."

"Ok boss" Hacha punches in the coordinates and outlines a course. "Taking local weather patterns into consideration...there, course is plotted and laid into our navigation data."

The human says something in a language he doesn't understand. It sounds familiar, but it's not quite something he can make out.

There was a wide-eyed look at her as she spoke in his native tongue before his eyes turned a bit narrow and spoke his reply in Basic "You mispronounced vun'kebah. The sound you made wasn't strong enough in its tone of being able to say 'rely on', referring to myself. Rather, you went 'rely on', referring to yourself.. I can't say I have heard a human manage to get that particular pitch right in Cheun, but keep working on it. Though, I must say most humans have a problem with the 'Tsuk' sound, but you almost had it right. Overall, I appreciate the effort; you did better than Hacha did during his brief lessons, miss..."

He actually smiled a little at the attempt and flipped more switches.

No one learns Cheun without he assistance of another Chiss. Something is definitely off

She smiled and bowed her head and said n Basic, “It’s been about fifty years since I last had to use it. When we touch down, I’ll head out and handle a small matter. You are welcome to join me, but I understand your terms of staying out of things.”

“Though do standby if I need a more immediate extraction if you decide to stay behind. The Force will guide us.”

"I'll get our exit vector ready just in case." Hacha calls back in basic. " As my people say: the stars guide us. An up to date navicomputer helps. I'll get the welcoming committee ready in case we have any guests while you are out."

The Duros takes a moment to pull out his flechette launcher by its sling, the words "The Welcoming Committee" etched into the metal.

"Comms will be on. Sqauwk if you need a hot evac"

While Hacha could not be sure, he was confident that Nudisumu would want to observe the woman himself

"Then that is even more of a compliment to your skill with my tongue." He said

50 years? What is she, in her 60s? For a human, she either ages as well as a Chiss or...

"No, I'll come along with you. Not much in a fight, but I can at least ensure keep a eye out for you from a distance. Not a whole lot of good a dead or captured client is going to do us, right? Just try not to start a war with a Hutt or something, please. We don't want to go thru that mess again."

"I'll just hide out somewhere in the meantime. Assuming you've done some recon of the site location you are going to?"

“Some, we should be in and out, if not well, I have other means to make them listen to reason,” she started moving for the exit and said, “Just have to convince a Mandalorian and her cronies that an art object they have belongs back in a museum. Pretty standard Jedi stuff.”

"Oh, you're dealing with Mandolorians, then." There was a long pause, and a small part of him hoped that this would go bad. Few more of those savages out of commission would not be the worst thing for the galaxy at large.

"Let me get geared up for this after we land. With those people, it's best not to take them lightly."

Continuing the flight, the atmosphere entry made the ship rock a little bit, but it quickly smoothed itself out, a testament to the skill of the pilot. It wouldn't be long till they made it to the location now.

"Mandos? That takes me back" Hacha rubs the barrel of his cannon. "That's how we got aquainted, isn't it my beauty? Oh, and the Captain and my ship too I suppose"

The Duros motions to his commlink. "I'll give the all clear in Minnissiat if things are normal when you get back. In Basic if I'm under duress"

The woman waited with a smile.

It wasn't long after they parked the ship that Nudie got up and slipped into something a little bit more comfortable. Mostly his stealth suit and a robed outfit to avoid any watchful eyes about wearing it before he was ready to turn it on.. It was a good measure to keep him unseen by the Mandos, but it wouldn't offer much protection from blaster fire if he were caught. He strapped in his blaster and checked his equipment before looking at her.

"Alright then, I'll follow your lead."

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The Jedi lead them through the what looked like slums on Delaya, a mix of humans and many nonhuman sentients. The streets are packed with decorations of flowers, mostly artificial, decorating the buildings and businesses.

The buildings tower above them, with speeders flowing in neat lines high above them. She paused outside a building with a sign in Basic reading, Boko’s Drink Pit. They had arrived at a cantina and the Jedi said, “Want to wait outside, or coming in?”

Enclosed place, not good for tactical advantage. Close quarters combat likely if things go bad. Easily get the drop on me. Would not end well for me in a fight.


"I'll stick outside for now and sweep the area. Better off for all parties involved, if things go south, you can do your thing. "He said, looking around for a place where he could be more discreet. "Keep your comm on and I'll send you a signal if I see something."