[b]3030 Airspace[/b]

Jonas toned down the speed of The Star Skipper as he entered the 3030 flight area. Rex chimed and beep in binary behind him, repairing a loose wire on the galaxy map as he did so. "I told you already, we're meeting with the uh..." Jonas racked his brains for the name of the gang he was supposed to meet. After a few moments and a close call with a shuttle, his eyes lit up. "Blackened Stars, that's who we're supposed to meet. We're carrying weapons and ammo, about 7,000 credits worth. Pretty nice payday, my friend." Jonas chuckled as Rex chirped happily at the information. The bay they were supposed to meet was Bay 47 Hanger 9.

Jonas eased into hovering mode as he slowly descended into his appointed hangar, he saw what he assumed was the gang members gathering, about 7 or 8 of them. He touched down on the hangar, putting all systems into standby. He didn't want to stay on Coruscant for very long, especially in slime hole like 3030. "Rex, make sure all systems are operational and ready to go, I want to get out of here as soon as possible." Rex beeped in acknowledgement as he plugged into the systems. Jonas made his way through The Star Skipper, checking that all cargo was in place. He walked to the exit ramp and smacked the button, the door opening and the ramp extending down. The gang members waited in a semi-circle facing him. As Jonas sauntered out, he looked around the hangar. Besides himself and the gang members it was completely deserted. "Alright fellas, the cargo is all in there. Checked it myself, now, let's talk payment."

The seeming leader of the group nodded to the others as he pulled out his datapad and Jonas did the same. "So, your payment for this shipment is 5500 Credits." The Rodian gang member said matter of factually. Jonas chuckled and replied "No, it isn't. When I spoke with your representative, he said 7,000 at least. Don't try to strong arm me on this, it won't work." The rodian looked up menacingly and said "You'll take 5500 or you'll take nothing at all." Jonas's eyes narrowed in anger, the he heard Rex let out an electronic scream. He whipped around to see the members blasting at Rex, with no luck. The little astromech was hovering this way and that, zapping a gang member with his stunner, sending them tumbling down the ramp. "You son of a bi-" Jonas begin to say, but was cut short by everything going black.

Jonas felt himself being dragged through a smelly area. He opened his eyes and saw they were in an alley. A rough hand was under both of his armpits and he could see Rex being dragged lazily across the ground, an occasional spark flaring. Angrily, Jonas bucked upwards, throwing his captors off guard and one of them lost their grip. He wrenched away from the one on the left, sending a fist into the face of the one on the right. The gang member fell to the ground as the one of the left grabbed him again, only for Jonas to grab the blaster on his captor's hip and yank it out, jamming it into the face of it's owner and pulling the trigger.

The gang member's face exploded in a shower of sparks and blood, his body crashing to the ground. The other gang members were slow to react. Jonas sent a few well placed shot into the chest of Rex's captor, ripping off the power inhibitor they attached to him as he ran by. Rex flickered to life, immediately assessing the situation and hovering to his feet, zooming after Jonas. Jonas blasted through two more gang members before seeing his equipment, being worn by the leader. He let loose a new torrent of bolts from the stolen blaster, one hitting the leader in the leg and sending him tumbling to the ground. Jonas got on top of him and jammed the blaster into his face and asked "Where the fuck is my ship!?" he demanded.

The leader just smiled and said "Somewhere where you'll never get to it again, spacer." Jonas pulled the trigger, blowing a hole through his head. He sighed and fell backwards on his ass, leaning against the alley wall. He looked at Rex and said "Just on of those days, I guess."