The Black Betty dropped out of hyperspace and bee lined for the planet in the distance as Gordosa stood on the bridge of the ship. His senses had kicked in while he slept and a strange feeling told him to come here. It was odd but he was born force sensitive and only now had been able to feel anything at all remotely close to something in the force.
"Sir maybe it was just gas like last time." His Devorian Majordomo said quietly.
"Shush." Gordosa replied, "before I find a new devorian to employ. This was the real deal, ok?"
"Yes master." The Devorian replied.
They saw a large ship in orbit and it was broadcasting its IFF as belonging to a being named Rasho the Hutt.
"Sir that is a Hutt ship." The sensor officer replied.
"Take us in and open a comm channel." Gordosa said intrigued as he put on his negotiation face and his bright colored pancho, "say the honorable Gordosa of clan Chiera wishes an audience."
"Sir maybe it was just gas like last time." His Devorian Majordomo said quietly.
"Shush." Gordosa replied, "before I find a new devorian to employ. This was the real deal, ok?"
"Yes master." The Devorian replied.
They saw a large ship in orbit and it was broadcasting its IFF as belonging to a being named Rasho the Hutt.
"Sir that is a Hutt ship." The sensor officer replied.
"Take us in and open a comm channel." Gordosa said intrigued as he put on his negotiation face and his bright colored pancho, "say the honorable Gordosa of clan Chiera wishes an audience."