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[h1][color=0054a6]Ziveri Kreen[/color][/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Cirrus II, Agronea spaceport
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Ziri looked up only to find that the Rodian had already disappeared, her mouth hanging open with the question she had never gotten to ask him. Snapping it shut again, the young Twi'lek fished the datapad out of her pocket, plugging in the address from the scrap of paper to see where exactly it was. 
[color=0054a6]"Hmm...."[/color] she frowned thoughtfully, looking up at Rel. [color=0054a6]"Isn't that the crystal warehouse? Could be an ex Jedi looking to get away from the Imperials."[/color] there was a spark of curiosity in her eyes as she flashed a grin. [color=0054a6]"And at fiteen thousand, it sounds like it could be worth our while even if there ain't no crystals or Jedi to be had. I say we do it."[/color]