"Renowned traders," Aura winked jokily despite nerves coursing through her whole body. Lying was her job, she just had to get this pilot back to his ship, get her crews and get out of here. She helped the pilot and his droid onto the ship, patting herself on the back for hiding all her contraband weapons before landed. "I'll just go get this beauty into the air. Make yourself comfortable," Aura continued, settling down into her old Wien pilots chair and taking off 

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