"At least it was your 5,000 credits. I still didn't like installing it, it was probably easier to install the new droid brain into the hyperdrive than that chair." He pulled the ship up into orbit and through the debris of the cruiser that had been annihilated by Tyber Zann. "I still like how whoever named this cruiser called it [i]Black Death[/i]. It just doesn't sound cool, I mean [i]Nightfury[/i] has a nice ring to it, there is no denying that. Anyway, Zann said it'd be turning up any minute-" A hyperspace window opened and a ship dropped out of it, barely visible by a visual inspection until the lights were powered up. "You know, my timing is just immaculate. One hundred thousand credits will appear in my lap right now." He cast a glance around the cockpit, then shrugged. "It was worth a try I guess." He looked up at the ship, before talking to himself. 

"All right, so the ship has pretty good shields. The hull is usually strong in the Bothan design, double that up with it being made out of Mandalorian Iron and with them probably wanting to shoot us I see no way on board... Wait. It's still a New Republic vessel in its base operating system..." He walked out of the room, sticking his head back in before he left the cockpit properly. "Uh, I may have a bit of surprise and give you the reason for why Tyber wanted me dead. Keep an eye on the ship for me." Back in his room, he put on his old armour. It had been years since he'd used it, he wasn't on best of terms with them but he was still a member even though he was a bit of a rogue element. Walking back into the cockpit he flashed a smile at Tor. He was in the armour of the Newly Reformed Sector Rangers, reformed shortly before the Yuuzhan Vong War. "You see, while I have been a smuggler most of my life I regret to inform you that my last partner may if imprisoned me. Signing up was the only way to get out and get my ship back. Hell, I don't even like the Rangers I never transported slaves, I did weapons a couple of times but we do that all the time now." He transmitted a code to the ship, only to be sent docking instructions.

"All right, we're going in to dock! You better get your guns and such ready."