[b]Dathomir, DFT Orbital Station; Docking area[/b]

The only individual standing nearby was a DFT Soldier, standing guard by the docking hatch, every guard had one stationed by it at least. But his weapon was not drawn and he greeted Ghes. "Greetings sir. Leader Tiberius called off Initial Contact just for you," he said, referring to Initial Contact as if it was a strategy, "You must have something special about you. For that, I give you a gracious welcome to DF--" The soldier was interrupted as an old man accompanied by some clacking sounds came running up. "Ghes! Sorry about that, the codes I've been making for you all haven't quite been finished yet!" It was Tiberius, accompanied by 4 [url=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Devastator_war_droid]War Droids[/url] acting as guards and colored white with ice blue lines in a pattern. Their weapons were drawn but in a standard droid holding pattern, not aiming or anything. "Hello Ghes, how are," he stopped, taking a breath as he hunched over slightly, the droids helping him stand back up, "Ah, how are you, " he cleared his throat. "'Was a little much coming here in your Dreadnought, wasn't it? My Fleets are currently in their battle positions so they are a little far from home. You weren't planning to attack me, were you? Ah, Ghes, haha, what's up? What do you need?"