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[Kelan The Hutt]

[member="Ballen-Ist"]

Nar Shaddaa came into view, as the light freighter began to dip down onto the planet. The ship was driven by a lonely pilot droid, as the Hutt just sat behind him and drank a green liquid out of a large beaker. In the area for holding the crew stood a militia of about eight Trandoshans. Their weren't many of them, but Trandoshans were a species that were known as a force to be afraid of. The large boxes of cargo scattered around the room made them cramped, but they were happy as long as they were paid in the end and remained part of the cartel.

Kelan wasn't a big fan of Nar Shaddaa, too much crime to ever be noticed and chances are there is always someone who 'outranks' you in any shape or form. Call him self-centered, but everyone loves being noticed whether they're willing to admit it or not. This was a different circumstance though, with an old deal he made stretching out for awhile. What made him notice was the holocomm from the angered buyer, ranting about the time put off. Kelan didn't even have much time to pack, as the man decided to give a short time for the Hutt to come or else the deal would be off. It wouldn't have been very good for both his reputation and his business if a client were to cancel and then spread the word of the misfortune.

He wasn't very aware of the dock they would be landing out, that's a job for the pilot to handle and hope that nothing bad happened to it. The buyer did mention that he was going to meet up with the Hutt at or near the dock, and that he would inform him more after Kelan had actually landed on Nar Shaddaa. The ship had finally entered the general town area and was about to make its final decent. Finding a proper landing spot had surprisingly been the hardest part of the flight, as many other ships were docked in hopes of making various deals.

Settling upon a location that was near the entrance of the dock, the Hutt exited the ship with the Trandoshans holding the cargo boxes over their heads. They all piled it up next to the freighter, and Kelan slithered over to it to make sure that nothing fell out that could foil the deal. He heard a blaster shot after finishing up with the check, to see a human pointing a blaster at the stunned body of someone. Must have been someone a bit tired of being harassed by a thug of the moon. Back to business, he supposed.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Hours earlier, a large and ominous looking shuttle had touched down in the shipping docks of Nar Shaddaa. It had taken awhile for its pilot to find a landing pad nearby to the agreed meeting place, but after a brief wait they were given clearance to set down on. A sharp hiss could be heard as the airtight seal of the shuttles loading ramp disengaged, the metallic plank lowered to allow a single figure to step onto the landing pads catwalk. He was flanked by two soldiers, but dismissed them in favour of one officer. The officer would nervously salute, not daring to look at the cloaked man the wrong way, before they departed and made their way through the empty 'street', formed by many large cargo containers on either side of the duo.

Ballen-Ist had involved himself with many types of business on Nar Shaddaa, whether it be legal or illegal. He had a large amount of credits to his name, millions that he hardly ever used. The young man had decided to make certain investments here and there on the city moon, having come across one individual who spoke of connections to the Hutts. The man had told Ballen-Ist that he was meeting with [member="Kelan The Hutt"] personally, and would be making an exchange face to face. He thought it ideal to back stab the Hutt, despite how powerful and merciless they were known to be. Now, Ballen-Ist found himself face to face with the one he had arranged to meet with, a uniformed human officer by his side as the nervous looking man continued to ramble on. This plan, while possible to pull off, was completely pointless and not profitable in the very least. The benefits of having the Hutt on his side would outweigh the cost of killing him, and having the entire Cartel on his back. "The deal has been altered," Ballen-Ist spoke from beneath the helmet, his voice metallic sounding as it was filtered through speakers. "Curse you!" The man shouted in anger, withdrawing a blaster pistol and letting a shot loose.

Jerking his torso to the side, Ballen-Ist would swiftly evade the bolt of energy, resulting in his officer being shot squarely in the chest. It was an unfortunate and needless death, one that angered the Sith greatly. Reaching out with the force, the Knight would allow his emotions of anger and hatred to fuel him, his eyes focused on the doomed fool as he projected his dark side power forth. A powerful blast of force energy would send the man flying, merely moments after Kelan had noticed the blaster bolt shot. Some of his bones were shattered upon impact, causing him to flail limply through the air, before slamming violently into a cargo container. Ballen-Ist would finally round the corner, setting his gaze upon the Hutt from beneath his visor. He lifted a gloved hand and waved at the slug, slowly but surely approaching. He didn't seem hostile. "Greeting, mighty Kelan." He said.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

[member="Ballen-Ist"]

Kelan was shocked as he saw the body fly across the room into the container. Never knew that he'd be having a meeting with a force-sensitive, assuming the man tossed around wasn't his client. The force-sensitive was definitely not a Jedi. No Jedi would ever participate in an illegal business dealing with a Hutt, as mighty as they were. The attire of the man directed Kelan's thoughts towards the role of a Sith. No matter what, it was going to be an interesting set of directions. The Sith waved and began to approached the Hutt, seeming to go even slower than the Hutt's normal pace. If Kelan saw one of his allies get gunned down in front of him, he'd probably be stunned as well. Hopefully the Sith wouldn't act ill tempered about it.

The Trandoshans who had been previously relaxing and drinking on top of the cargo boxes hopped down and took a position next to the Hutt. They acted primitive, and must have just been wary of the Sith who had approached. It was understandable, as Sith weren't exactly known to be the kindest and trustworthy beings in the galaxy. He began whispering to the captain to inform his team to calm down and resume their normal day. He did want them to keep an eye watching though, because you never know what sort of tricks that people could pull. He had a quick look around the room, you never know if some form of authority was watching and just waiting for further mention of a deal.

"You certainly know how to make an entrance. Hopefully that friend of yours was expendable so you don't have too much of a loss from this deal. I apologies for my gang, they're just a bit easily threatened. You seem like the understanding type." He got the attention of the Trandoshan captain and told him to bring the box of cargo. He used his greased up hands to open the box, revealing various types of weapons and crystals. "Apologies for not being able to get the cargo to you sooner. To be frank, I'm not much a fan of Nar Shaddaa so I just threw this task to the side for a bit until I was contacted. Surely its fine with you, since its here now."

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist actually disliked making dramatic entrances, and so he couldn't help but laugh after [member="Kelan The Hutt"] had spoken. The Sith's eyes would glow a bright golden hue as he looked between the Trandoshans that were present, obviously debating on whether or not they should open fire. Though, their leader had told them to stand down for now, and they would do so. They even began to move the mentioned cargo forward, presenting it to the Red Sith as if he had arranged the meeting himself.

Ballen-Ist had never thought of allying himself with a Hutt, and if he had he definitely wouldn't arrange a meeting on Nar Shaddaa of all places. Sure, security was loose depending on your allegiances, but Ballen still hated the grimy city planet. "I too dislike this planet, mighty Kelan. However, I must inform you that the man sent flying earlier was the original recipient of these..." The Sith trailed off, examining the crates contents as the Trandoshans removed their lids.

There were low powered weapons that could be distributed to civilians, and more dangerous ones that would be useful to the everyday thugs that wandered the streets. "... Goods." The Knight concluded, wondering how much the Hutt had brought with him. The other loading piers were currently unattended, their crews out for the hour on their breaks. Overhead hundreds of ships flew by thousands of meters up high. Even though the area was not enclosed, it was unlikely that the duo would run into any trouble at this time. Though, there was always the possibility. "That man had planned on assassinating you, unfortunately. What was the discussed price?" He asked casually, as if he were the immediate replacement.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

[member="Ballen-Ist"]

Hearing that the now dead man being his original client was a bit angering to Kelan, knowing that his deal was now down the drain. He had gone through extra precautions to stop certain interruptions that could have cost him the deal. Still, the man had constantly acted aggressive towards the Hutt over the holocomm. The original client should have been respectful when speaking to the Hutt, since a person's speech can be both a great aid or their downfall. Speaking out of term usually results in punishment, but the man was a business client and he didn't want high chances of a foil over the deal. He began to feel better when the Sith began to inspect the crates and its contents, with the chance of the Sith taking over the man's role.

With the news of the assassination attempt, Kelan began silently cursing at himself. After finishing the self-insults, he concluded that it shouldn't have been his fault that he failed to notice the plot arising. There were no signs of devious behavior, besides his attitude which wasn't unusual for someone on Nar Shaddaa. With the question of a price discussion, Kelan felt that he shouldn't have told the Sith that information, but it would have been good for him to find a business partner with a Sith at the same time.

"I had brought only about ten crates of the weapons, each one containing seven low grade blaster pistols and three high grade blaster rifles. I was suspicious at how he contacted a Hutt for a small weapons shipment, but I assumed that he was some sort of crime lord with the amount of weapons he asked for. From a normal client I would have rejected it, but accepting a deal from a crime lord would have gave me a good first impression on Nar Shaddaa. With the assassination attempt, I see why he chose that certain amount so it would gain my attention but make it so I wouldn't have brought a big guard." Kelan was so busy rambling that he had forgot about the question involving prices that the Sith had asked. "Oh, I almost forgot about prices. We had a bit of debate based on the amount of credits for each box, with the blaster pistols not having much value while the blaster rifles were the real moneymakers. We settled on about 7,250 credits for each box of cargo."

While they were talking, the Trandoshan guard saw a Quarren who had been standing against the wall, appearing to be listening to their conversation. With the confirmation from Kelan, a soldier guided the squid head around the corner. A minute seemed to pass, and a yell in dismay sounded out from the area followed by multiple blaster shots rang out. The Trandoshan walked back out from the corner, wiping ink off his face from the confrontation. "All taken care of boss, it was just a low-life smuggler who thought that he could take some of our cargo and be off on his way. It was a bit of a scuffle and he got me with a good ink cloud but hes gone now." Kelan smiled at him and continued his conversation with the Sith.

"Of course there's thieves, its Nar Shaddaa. Where were we?"

 

[Ballen-Ist]

The Knight would remain silent as [member="Kelan The Hutt"] spoke, watching the slug-like being from beneath his helmets visor. Ballen-Ist already knew most of the details regarding the original exchange, having funded the man who previously wanted to purchase them. He had been a resistance leader on the city-planet, managing to gather a decently sized groups of rebels he planned to arm with the Hutt's merchandise.

The Sith would delve into the folds of his cloak, slipping a hand into a pocket before withdrawing a few credit chits. He was about to hand it over to Kelan, before he sensed the fear of a Quarren man pressed against a nearby wall. Ballen-Ist had little to say as the Trandoshan went over and dealt with the bystander, though he was a bit displeased by the amount of attention they might have drawn thus far.

"I will purchase these weapons for one hundred thousand credits. Deal?" The young man would question, his voice almost metallic as the speakers within his helmet projected it. "I may need more supplies in the future, mighty Kelan. What do you say?" The Sith asked, proposing a business partnership. It could be beneficial on both sides, and Ballen-Ist had no intent of killing the Hutt as the original buyer had intended.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

[member="Ballen-Ist"]

Kelan smiled as he heard the news about a potential partnership. There was nothing better than having the backing of a Sith, who weren't as concerned about committing crimes than normal Jedi were. Either way, he wasn't very fond of aligning with Jedi after a run in on Javin that nearly sent him to the grave. As soon as their next dealings were off the crime central of Nar Shaddaa, he wouldn't have had a problem having a partnership with the warrior. "You have yourself a deal on both topics regarding the current weapons and future dealings. My cartel would be proud to aid a warrior of the Sith, as long as you manage to sustain a proper flow of credits so no currency is lost during our dealing."

They may not have immediately divulged all of the information, but its not like they couldn't contact each other whenever they were ready. Many Sith were thought as being more disclosed and mysterious figures, at least by him. The less time spent on that barren of a moon was the better for him, less chance of being attacked by whatever could have been hiding in the shadows. He felt like he was being watched at every moment, a strange feeling swarmed him in the air. Who knows if the new business partner had the same strange feeling, but it was probably just the nerves of constant danger from being in public on an infamous moon.

By now, the Trandoshans had begun rummaging through the ship for drinks after being fed up with all of the business talk. Kelan murmured to himself as they exited the ship again and began to drink. They weren't exactly the most serious soldiers, but they had a smart mindset once focused and had a predatory nature that Kelan liked about them. No matter that they began heavily drinking, as they would have went back to Hok soon with a new formed business partnership.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"You will be paid in full, and more, as long as our dealings are kept confidential," Ballen-Ist promised, and threatened at the same time. He had plans for the future, and would need them to be a secret if he ever wanted them to get carried out. He didn't fancy threatening a powerful Hutt, though the slug was most likely aware that his entire cartel was not present to back him up. Which brought the Sith to the next topic of their conversation. "I will also pay for any information you can offer that may be of use to me. Specifically on Sansa the Hutt." the Knight spoke, attempting to gauge the mighty Hutt's reaction.

He was unsure how the slug would feel about divulging information on one of their own, though Sansa was known to be heavily involved with enemies of the cartel, even suspected of being a traitor. Sansa was based on Nar Shaddaa, though Ballen-Ist did not know where. Following alongside [member="Kelan The Hutt"], Ballen-Ist would hold his cloak closely around his body, concealing his attire and weaponry beneath it. Eventually, the sum of one hundred thousand credits would be handed over, now resting in the hands of Kelan or one of his present guards. A few officers from the Sith's shuttle had made their way over to the pier, taking the ten crates of firearms and quickly moving it back into their ship.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

Paying half attention to the Sith and the other half towards his holocomm, one of his protocol droids quickly in between the sentences of the Sith. The droid had managed to track the identity of the mysterious Sith, matching with a Knight by the name of [member="Ballen-Ist"]. Hanging up about a second later, it was good to be able to actually refer to him with a name instead of a chance of a masquerade. The Hutt returned back to having his full attention to the conversation, hearing about the request of confidentially. "You already caught my attention with the mention of more payment. Even though it'd ruin my ability of bragging rights which I cherish so dearly, I'd be glad to keep this little arrangement disguised in my databases." If the Sith wanted the deal to be a secret for whatever meticulous purposes that he had in mind, that's completely fine with him if it makes him think highly of Kelan.

However, the firecracker of the conversation wasn't even the confirmation of the deal, it was the request of information. The name Sansa The Hutt sounded familiar to him, being a bit of a Hutt on the frowned upon side. From what he knew, many members of the Hutt Cartel members were aware of Sansa's misdoings, but it was the hierarchy's unawareness that kept that Hutt without a spot in the fire zone. Members were smart enough to stay away from her for sake of their reputation to prevent the lower and middle class of the cartel from ignoring them. That still didn't stop some members to join the deeds for some gain in power. "Sansa, I don't know that despicable Hutt personally but I know a lot about her. You were thinking when asking me, with how much of a disgrace to the Hutt Cartel that thing is, I would have no problem giving you some information for that traitor. Selling out her own clan for some quick money, I may be a crime lord but even me and others aren't as self-centered to do that. Anything you need to know in particular?"

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist was satisfied with what he heard. This Sansa would be the perfect bait in order to draw out the Jedi. Though, the bait was simply not yet complete. Coming to a sudden halt, Ballen-Ist would turn to look towards [member="Kelan The Hutt"], his tone becoming far more serious and grave now. "Her location," the Knight replied, intent on tracking down the Hutt with Kelan's assistance. Sansa had been a partner of the Red Sith's for sometime now, and she had decided to her ties with him, ceasing all business transactions and things of the like. It had angered Ballen-Ist greatly, causing him to slaughter dozens of the Hutt gangsters that were employed on a daily basis.

However, Hutts were elusive, and she had managed to stay off of the Sith's radar. For the time being. Soon, with Kelan's help, he would be able to spring a trap that would ensnare both Sansa and the two Jedi he sought. "I hope you don't mind, but I do intend on killing Sansa. In good time, at least." The Sith remarked, tapping his wrist and making a call over his commlink at the same time. He whispered something briefly into the wrist device, before clicking it off and lowering his arms. "I may need your soldiers assistance, depending on how smoothly things go. I intend to keep violence to a minimum, though you can never tell what may happen."

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

Kelan had trouble answering the question involving Sansa's location within the moon, besides some more general information on her palace/base. He had expected more questions based on her workings within the Hutt Cartel, but that didn't seem like it'd be something that would be important. He had tried remembering any information based on an exact location, but quickly excused himself before contacting one of his droids back on Hok. After receiving as much information as he could, he returned to [member="Ballen-Ist"] to be conversed with further. After hearing about the Sith's comment on killing the Hutt, he hadn't been very surprised due to their nature.

His biggest concern was the knight asking for the Hutt's soldiers, with the task that he was going to do. "As glad as I would be to give you fighting assistance to take out that Hutt, the smallest trace of me being related in an assassination attempt on a fellow Hutt could..." It troubled him thinking of what could've happened to him if he were discovered. "Look, I'm trying to be as discreet as possible while helping you. As aware that a large chunk of the Hutt Cartel were involving Sansa's actions, the Hutt hierarchy has very low clue involving it. It would be dangerous for me to send out troops of mine for identification purposes, unless..." Kelan had a spark in his mind as he realized something. He may not have been able to directly support in combat, but that doesn't mean he couldn't just give the Sith a few credits to spend. "Even though I wouldn't be able to provide you with any of my own soldiers, I could always compensate for mercenaries that you can hire for the job. Like I said, it'd just be too noticeable of my involvement if I assisted that way.

He didn't want to lose a chance of erasing a traitor off Nar Shaddaa, and the financial aid should've been enough to help the Sith get the job done. Hopefully. While rambling, he had almost forgotten about the question relating back to the location of Sansa. "Oh, and I believe that I may know a general area of where her palace is located, I just need confirmation from someone back at my palace so we don't start jumping to conclusions."

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"You misunderstand," Ballen-Ist spoke, cutting in as the Hutt had spoke of the risks of being involved in an assault on another cartel member. "I myself do not intend to kill Sansa, neither will your soldiers. I simply need someone who knows the area better than myself," he paused, thinking about [member="Kelan The Hutt"]'s offer for a moment.

If he could provide some sort of local mercenary then things would go smoothly, for he simply needed an extra hand in case anything went wrong. He didn't intend on being caught, and anyone that happened to see him wouldn't live to speak of it. The Red Sith already had someone on the inside, and only needed someone that could guide him at this point.

He hadn't been able to contact his operative since leaving Nar Shaddaa, that being the time when Sansa had decided to cash in. "Soon, I will be receiving a transmission nearby Sansa's hideout. I will have to go there, and bringing my own soldiers would attract attention." Ballen-Ist explained further, hoping the Hutt understood.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

The Hutt groaned to himself for misunderstanding the request. All [member="Ballen-Ist"] would have needed was the directions towards the point of her location. From what he could understand, the Sith only attempted to be there at the time of Sansa's downfall. He wasn't completely sure of what the Sith was planning since everything seemed pretty mysterious. "Ah, so you don't plan on using the soldiers to kill that Hutt directly, just as a form of protection if some other form of threat were to go down. I don't know how you're planning on doing it, but I trust in whatever you've planned. Don't betray my trust, I implore you."

Making a few taps on his holocomm, a Siniteen showed up and the Hutt began to explaining the situation, despite the bit of detest from the man on the holocomm. "Very well, a ship will be prepared for when you need them to be disposed. All the droids aboard have been given the we had information on Sansa's whereabouts if something were to happen that would require further directions. I wouldn't advise having any traits relating to you, because of a suspicion of a Sith showing up to her palace on her time of death, but from what you told me it'd seem worth it to have some suspicion around you." After shutting off the holocomm, Kelan nodded towards Ballen-Ist, showing the confirmation for the Sith's escort to the palace. Depending on how much information that the Sith felt comfortable with divulging to Kelan, he would await for further talk.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

A thin smile would stretch across Ballen-Ist's lips, as he listened to [member="Kelan The Hutt"] discuss matters with his business partner. The Siniteen was cautious, a fair approach given how suddenly things had happened. The Red Sith was indeed suspicious, and he did not blame the group for their reluctant willingness. "Of course, I have everything under control," Ballen-Ist promised, turning away from the Hutt and glancing up towards the dark blotted out sky of Nar Shaddaa. The loading piers were relatively empty, save for the Sith's shuttle and Kelan's own transport.

However, Ballen-Ist's ship would take off as the Knight gave the orders, allowing it to sail upwards to the city planet's surface. "Even now, I have an apprentice on the inside. I made it appear as if we had a 'falling out', and so Sansa 'quit while she was ahead' so to say," the Sith continued on, wanting Kelan to understand the full story before they jumped into things. "Now Sansa believes she has control over my rebellious apprentice, and any deaths will likely tie back to him." Ballen-Ist spoke, knowing that anyone with the full story would be able to pin him back to the crime.

Though, with little evidence and proof, nothing could be done. Scanning the horizon for the promised ship that was incoming, the Sith would speak without turning to look at the nearby slug. "I had not intended to act this quickly. I do not know why I have received this transmission. It is either extremely urgent, or a trap."

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

Confusion erupted in the Hutt's mind as the Sith, [member="Ballen-Ist"], went rambling on about an unexpected transmission about their operation. Surely, whoever calling him must have been in danger or had been discovered, similar to what the Sith had previously said. While the Sith was looking away at the horizon, Kelan had taken the liberty of making a quick call to his adviser that he previously hung up with minutes prior. Along with the droids, he had told the Siniteen to make sure to unanimously contact and send over a bounty hunter to aid him so he didn't have to risk his life so easily. All that he asked was for the bounty hunter to be one that wasn't previously enlisted by the Hutt so it wouldn't arise suspicion as he had mentioned earlier. Sending mindless droids was one thing, but he had to make sure that the hired gun wasn't aware of their employer. "I would warn that Sith associate of yours,once you tell him you've hired a bounty hunter, that this one I've sent is oddly enough a Tusken Raider. He has somewhat of a sense of humanity but he's still not particularly right in the head. Many apologies for sending you that... thing, but with the short time frame given there weren't many other choices." Kelan grunted as he heard the news, but the strange mercenary must have had more advanced combat ability and been somewhat normal if Marken were to trust it. He quickly thanked his adviser and set down the holocomm.

He had wanted to wait to learn about who was calling the Sith before informing him about his interesting partner during the quest. Turning his attention back to the Sith, he had began asking questions. "Who's calling you, and why would they be? Something of danger or interest has to be going on, right?"

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"Exactly," Ballen-Ist spoke in response to [member="Kelan The Hutt"], regarding his last question. It was too risky sending long detailed transmissions, and so the Sith had simply devised a system in which they would use to meet each other. Ballen-Ist had instructed his apprentice, Thetan, to only contact him if absolutely necessary. Either something had gone terribly wrong, or Thetan was making a judgement call. The Red Sith would find out soon enough, for he was quite eager to depart unto the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa. "When will this mercenary arrive?" Ballen-Ist questioned as he walked back and forth, having begun pacing in his train of thought.

The nearby loading pier was now vacant, the Sith's own shuttle having taken off only moments earlier. The crew manning his ship would relocate themselves, carrying out their orders to redistribute the weapons they had purchased to the lowlifes of the city planet. He had wanted to sell the crates to Sansa for twice the price he had bought them at, though the Hutt would probably be too on guard to fall for such a con. "And how reliable is he?" The Sith concluded, wondering how useful the Tusken would be. They were said to be fierce warriors, but he had been looking more for stealth.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

Kelan listened intently to [member="Ballen-Ist"]'s questions regarding the mercenary that he had explained to the Sith a few minutes prior. "The matter of timing isn't very certain, but it shouldn't be that long. Our current plan is for one of my soldiers to pick up the Tusken over on Tatooine, where he will then travel over here. I plan to take my exit before the mercenary arrives, as to remain anonymous." The Hutt paused before answering the question relating to reliability. Tusken Raiders were known to be irrational thinkers and primitive. Normal ones could be enough to ruin the whole mission with how fierce they were. However, the mercenary that was going to be approaching was said to be different from the others. According to messages sent to him from Marken, this one had a mixed mind of the average Tusken Raider and a logical person like the Hutt and the Sith. Either way, he still contained that primitive part.

"I have to be honest with you, my boy. I have no previous work with this Tusken Raider gentleman. The primary reason that he was chosen because of the limited amount of time that we had to search for one that we had never done business with before. I can confirm to you that this Tusken is... different from the average one and is willing to obey orders if you give it to them unlike the native ones on Tatooine." The Hutt began awaiting the call on his holocomm that would tell him the arrival of either the droids or the Tusken Raider, so he could depart.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist would remain silent, as [member="Kelan The Hutt"] explained his own plan. The Red Sith was thankful that the Hutt was able to spare a mercenary, though that gratefulness quickly turned into anger. Then again, he couldn't exactly be angry, having somewhat forced the Hutt into a meeting and business partnership. Even though this Tusken Raider had never been employed by Kelan, Ballen-Ist would have to make due. "Very well," the Sith hissed, keeping his bright golden gaze up towards the dark sky. "Tatooine is close, so it should only take a day or some hours before they arrive," Ballen-Ist gathered, seeing as both planets were controlled by the Techno Union.

Lifting an arm, the Sith would run a few gloved fingers over his wrist-comm, transmitting coordinates to the ship Kelan had arrived in. "I will meet with the mercenary when he arrives, you'll find the coordinates in your ships on board computer." Ballen-Ist spoke, leaving it at that. As long as things went smoothly, Sansa would get what was coming to her, and Kelan would benefit greatly. Turning from the loading area, the cloaked Sith would begin to walk off, his form suddenly disappearing in the shadowy distance.

 

[Kelan The Hutt]

Kelan excused himself away from the conversation after [member="Ballen-Ist"] finished what he needed to say. He headed towards his ship that had contained the coordinates so that he was able to send them out to both the ship where the droid guard were back at Hok, and to whoever was driving the ship with the Tusken Raider. Hopefully they'd be able to arrive without any inconveniences, knowing how Nar Shaddaa is. Hopefully the Sith would be able to actually work with the mercenary, since he assumed that they wouldn't want to exactly enter Sansa's palace mindlessly killing everything. The best part about hiring a Tusken Raider was not only his advanced combat over others, but the low price for him. They practically worshiped water, so that's a bit of an indication of their expectations in life.

Exiting out of the ship, it would take awhile before their plan would actually go into action. If what the Sith said was true, it'd be a day before the Tusken Raiders arrived, and the droids may have even been later. It would be worth it in the end, if Sansa ended up being taken out. He actually hadn't thought of the technical betrayal behind the plan. Kelan wasn't sure if he should've been glad that he was getting rid of a 'spy', or ashamed because he was helping in the killing of another Hutt. It didn't matter now, because all that mattered was the elimination of a slimy traitor who had put the cartel at a risk.

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Hours would pass, and now Ballen-Ist found himself within the darkness of Nar Shaddaa's lower levels. All of the needed transmissions had been sent, [member="Kelan The Hutt"] had made the arrangements, and now the meeting would commence. Between two tall buildings in a shady alleyway, stood the Sith, the sight of him having warded off anyone that might have thought of stumbling through. The faintest reflection of light was the only thing that could be seen, as it ran along the metallic edges of Ballen-Ist's helmet. He stood straight and still, waiting for the Tusken Raider to make his presence known.

The Red Sith's apprentice, Thetan, was several blocks away in a warehouse that had long been out of use. Of course, these areas were now known to be used for illegal smuggling and storage, and so it wasn't very uncommon for local lowlifes to be hired to keep an eye out on things. Thetan knew that they were only to meet in the most dire of situations, and was too dumb to set a trap for Ballen-Ist. Or maybe he was too smart. It didn't matter at this point, for the Knight was eager to simply find out what was so urgent.