[center][h3]Alastro, The Mantis Scoundrel[/h3][/center]  

Luckily, Alastro had made a name for himself in the past galactic years. He had reknown as a talented and capable, if lazy, bounty hunter. 

He had also used his silver tongue to get himself and his armored companion into this particular meeting in a warehouse with the Childs of the Emperor, or whatever their name might be. Used a favor Skull-face Tyrlon owed him for saving his ass that one time. 

Now, he wished he hadn't traded in that favor. Because this meeting was [b][i]absolutely[/i][/b] boring. 

Hell, they weren't even offering refreshments for the intergalactic travelers, and even when they had been so nice as to get off their arses and get into the meeting. They were all just kind of waiting for something.

[color=gray][b]"Boy, this [i]better[/i] be good."[/b][/color] Alastro scoffed.

No matter how much tension or how powerfully evil these guys were, Alastro would have none of it. He came here for a job, and he would get it done one way or the other. 

[color=gray][b]"If this doesn't get interesting soon, I'll be going to check with the Republic guys. Bet they got a mark or two they want erased."[/b][/color] The Mantis sighed. 

He gained one or two looks filled with disapproval, but he really did not care. 

He shook his wings some and accomodated back into his seat with a frown in his face.  

Regardless of how boring the meeting was, Alastro had been paid to get himself and one other guy (he couldn't tell what they were because of the armor they were eewearing) into it. It was a shady mission from a shady individual, but credits are credits, even without the details of the mission. 

Besides, it was a pretty easy mission, just get themselves into the meeting, and he could even get some new job in here, one that left him with considerable money afterwards as to spend at least a year or two drifting about without a care in the world. 

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[center][h3]Julis, Darth Ianthinus[/h3][/center]

Nar Shaddaa. Where scoundrels, criminals and other psychopaths gathered. 

Julis always thought of herself as better than them while she was a Jedi, more 'good'. Now, she felt the same. She felt herself better than them, but not because of a loose term like 'morals', but because of her power and position inside the Children of the Emperor. 

Soon enough, not even these scoundrels would be left standing, so the Dark Jedi thought to herself. 

That's quite enough of Julis' personal ambitions, let's move on to the reason she is visiting such a criminal hellhole with her mask and cape on. 

The Children Of The Emperor had a meeting planned with several crime lords. Julis did not know the exact details of the meeting, she had not bothered to ask neither would the higher ups told her even if she asked. Her job at present was to guard and defend the Children Of The Emperor should any Jedi show himself. 

So, as they moved towards the warehouse where the meeting would take place, she was looking out for any suspicious movement or ship, OR New Republic ship in sight. 

Her lightsaber was firmly hooked to her belt and she was ready should any problem arise. Today was, seemingly, pretty important for the Children of the Emperor, after all.