"What does the datapad say?" Zirak asks, practically, seeming to find nothing odd about random twi'leks shoving datapads into Sora's hands.
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"Now, just wait-" Bane says as Sora presses the activation button.

The screen of the datapad lights up, revealing a few lines of Aurebesh text.

"What were you saying?" Sora says, glancing at Bane.

"Well, it seems to be all right," Bane says begrudgingly, "But in future, Sora, when a random stranger comes up to you and passes you a datapad, you don't just turn it on. It could be rigged with explosives or anything. Just... check it over properly first in future."

"Seems all right..." Sora murmurs defensively, before examining the message.

The datapad contains the following meesage.

Sora Bulq. I know that you recently tried to reclaim your estate without success. A word of advice. Seek out Ak-Yev. He is currently working for Vungo the Hutt on Nar Shaddaa. A friend.
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Sora frowns as he finishes reading, before passing the datapad to Zirak.

"What do you make of it?"

Zirak swiftly scans the message, before passing it back with a shrug.

"It's a friend who is offering to help us get credits on a planet with plenty of food. I say it looks promising."

Sora doesn't look like he views this as a particularly helpful comment. He shakes his head.

"I don't know who to trust anymore."

"This 'friend' certainly does seem very well informed," Bane says as he in turn examines the message, "But you know the saying, 'Don't look a gift-bantha in the mouth'. No?" he says in response to the two blank looks he receives, "Might just be a Tatooine thing. Anyway, it's a saying, and I say we go and pay this Ak-Yev a visit."
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"Beepity-boop-bleep-beep," R5 beeps excitedly, trundling up the ramp to the ship.

"How far away from here is Nar Shaddaa?" Zirak asks as he follows after R5.

"A standard day, give or take," Bane replies.
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R5's head swivels back.

"Beep-boopity-dwoop."

Bane shoots R5 a resentful glance.

"Fine, eighteen-point-four-seven-five standard hours," he says, before adding in a lower tone, "Give or take."
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They enter the ship to find Sella seated in the cockpit, idly perusing the ship's drift charts. Bane brushes past her and slips into the pilot's seat, igniting the engine with a load rumble.

"You see, we didn't run off," Sora grins at Sella as he follows Bane into the cockpit.

Sella gives him a smirk in response.

"Fair enough. I suppose it wasn't as though you had anywhere to go. Speaking of going, where are we off to?"

"Nar Shaddaa," Bane responds without turning his head, "Sora wanted to do some gambling."

Sella turns to Sora with a quizzical eyebrow raised.

"Oh?"

Sora shakes his head, rolling his eyes at Bane.

"We believe there may be a contact there who can help us get access to my estate. I'll fill you in on the details later."

"Not to mention a planet full of food," Zirak adds nastily as he passes on his way to the crew quarters.

Sella sends a dark glance after him, before turning back to Sora.

"Very well. Though I do feel slightly sorry for Nar Shaddaa..."

'Malar's Fist' lifts off the landing platform and soars into the air. Within minutes it is in the atmosphere, and soon the moon is a small, blue and emerald orb once more. Bane ignites the hyperdrive, the engine glows a brilliant blue, and they are gone.

OOC: End of Chapter VIII...