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Shai had a lot to think about. She made her way back down into the cargo hold, past where Woo'rah was doing... whatever it is she Woo'rahs do in cargo holds, and back to her makeshift bed. She touched her pocket to make sure she felt the two halves of her lightsaber and laid down once more. If the Captain wanted absolutely no trace of the war on his ship, well he would have to [i]take[/i] her lightsaber from her. And her boots. And also cut off her lekku or otherwise remove her tattoos. Not that she thought he had seen them, or even would know what they were if he had seen them. Either way, her mind was made up. She pulled her hood over her face and sank into it's comforting texture. 

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Shai Rivelia was jerked awake by the ship coming out of hyperspace rather abruptly. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. No one had killed her in her sleep, which was always good. She checked her tunic and the wrappings that covered her [i]tchun-tchin.[/i] As she was making sure her boots were on tight, a burst of static came from the intercom. Shai froze and listened. It was the trandoshan, Baarsuth, he seemed to want everyone on the bridge. The twi'lek swung her feet off the bed and briskly made her way up to where the rest of the crew were already waiting. It was cramped and Shai had to wedge herself uncomfortably close between two others to fit into the bridge. They had picked up a distress signal. The smaller twi'lek listened silently to the Captain and Woo'rah. Woo'rah seemed to believe it was a trap. Shai was generally in agreement. The positioning seemed too convenient and deliberate to be an accident. Shairi'velia tapped her lower lip in thought before opening her mouth, "It's pirates, like as not. I suggest we check it out anyway. If it's pirates, we kill them, take whatever they have hoarded away, save anyone they have locked up." She paused a moment before continuing, "We get whatever they have, some spacers are in our debt, and we get to take the ship and crew on a trial run. Seems simple to me." She crossed her arms as she finished, letting her plan hang in the cramped air of the bridge.