[hr][hr][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/230313/14f3bce622500b2b7f41f0aba1186695.png[/img][hr][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/c7570dd96d17cd432b73e9e5240ba75d/1d2cc7d59ccd4c32-36/s400x600/80c1e970d2797d4dfe9745889e1f682c4417a8e7.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	April's blaster hit the holo table, thankfully not firing off, as Dorian barreled in and pulled them all into an intense hug. They couldn't help but jump up and down, returning the hug to the people they viewed as brothers. The amount of money offered up on this chit was [i]life changing[/i]. They could do anything, go anywhere. They could go to the spas on Chandilar that only the richest in the galaxy could afford; they could [i]buy[/i] those spas and relax, letting their purchase generate more money for them. They could build a palace on some moon somewhere, rename it after themselves, and relax. They could drink every waking hour of every day, and never run out of money. [i]And the clothes[/i]. They could get some of the [i]good[/i] stuff. The galaxy's finest designers would stock their closets, and gods, the holopics they'd take...

	[color=42A9FF]"We find this guy, ice him, and then we're fucking rich! I don't think anyone in the galaxy could find a way to spend 15 million credits, but by the gods, we're going to find it!!"[/color] April said ecstatically. They [i]loved[/i] the idea of an AI assistant - only the fanciest people had those around, and April was enamored with the idea of that being [i]them[/i]. They'd be princesses and princes with that sort of money - hell, maybe even kings! 

	[color=42A9FF]"Is there any way we could go faster, Dory?"[/color] April asked. [color=42A9FF]"I know you hate gunning it, but there's bounds to be loads of fuckers trying to find this guy, and I really really really don't want to be the last one there. [i]And what if some of them are already on Titan?[/i] [i]What if we lose our chance at 15 million credits because we're too slow?[/i] Please? Please? Can we gun it?"[/color] This wasn't the first time April had asked for them to go faster - they found the ship almost always to be a bit too slow, preferring to really push the engines to the max and then some. Patience wasn't their strong suit. 

	[color=42A9FF]"Though, I'm surprised you two don't remember him - Haggar's the guy from the Nilix incident. Y'know, with all the creepy experiments that got loose and made a mess of things - remember the flora colossus we brought in a few years back, with the cybernetics that ate shit once we caught him? He was from this guy's lab. I'm surprised the Empire hasn't killed him already, to be honest. Heard from La'sara he got a new employer, but y'know how her info is, hit or miss."[/color] La'sara was a dancer at a joint on Arakko that April was really found of - although that was mostly because La'sara was there. There had been many drunken nights where April proclaimed that La'sara was the love of her life, but things had never really worked out between the two of them. 

	[color=42A9FF]"Def think this is an imperial job, at any rate. But I don't care. Fifteen million credits is worth doing almost anything. And I don't have any sympathy for a fucked up scientist."[/color] Yes, they had heard the rumors that Dr. Haggar had been trying to [i]save[/i] the experiments. But April didn't care about a rumored change of heart. A job was a job.