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Cantina, Mos Eisley, Tatooine
*Three shadowy figures sit in a back room. Lily Aren, Farran Darkholme, and Artemis Omicron sat in a back room. The latter two looked very nervous, while Aren was confident and smiling*
Aren: Mos Eisley, Tatooine, Arkanis Sector. I've heard it said you could never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy anywhere else in this galaxy. It certainly is an interesting place, isn't it?
Farran: So you Shadows have set up here? How did you get around the Hutts?
Aren: You really did get all-involved in the politics of this galaxy, didn't you? *She takes a drink* The Hutts were happy to have us. We paid out of our own pockets to rebuild the parts of this town - including this very Cantina - that were destroyed by Imperials. The Hutts got a great arms-trading deal and immense amounts of money from us in exchange for letting us carry on business here alongside them. Of course, they didn't know about the dimensional hub in the fabric of reality around this place, or how valuable that makes it to us. We paid pennies, really, compared to what we were willing to.
*She takes another drink and continues* This is our underworld debut in this galaxy. And our customers can rest assured that anything and everything we give them will put them right smack on top of the food chain. For the right price, of course.
Farran: This...this isn't good. You're interfering too much. The---
Aren: Having second thoughts, are we?
*Farran doesn't answer. Aren leans closer*
Aren: The storm is already here, Ariel Kasen. The Blades are looking for you. And they will find you, unless you have my protection. And you know what happens if they do...
*A glimmering black ship slides out of nowhere above the planet. Nereli stands on its bridge watching the red orb on the viewscreen. Other Blades work the various equipment set up around the area. Rwos walks up behind him*
Rwos: I doubt you'll find anything here. The previous inhabitants and indigenous life forms were all wiped out when Imperial...er, their enemies destroyed the surface, raising the entire average temperature by several thousand degrees.
Nereli: We are not looking above the surface, however, nor are we looking for inhabitants. We are looking for what must have been left behind.
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