Tycho was approached by some bloke who worked for Nor'baal, Tycho didn't get the lastname, who was supposedly a hutt looking for someone who can get him some top notch Fathiers. Well this is going to be an interesting job. He will have to find an explanation if his superiors find out about this job he is going to do. Supposedly he was picked for the job because of his past experiences as a small gang crime lord. Now how did this Hutt find out about his past the officer wondered as he landed the freighter on a landing pad that was the closest to the race tracks on Corellia. Was it a big risk to come here to steal some race animals? Yes. Was it worth it? Hell yes because he will be stealing from Imperials like he did in the old days. Difference was that this time he has some help as well that is dependable. Switching the ship off, Tycho stepped out of the cockpit to where his team is, "Alright we are here. Now so we can give the Imperials a big surprise when they wake up. Let's get them Fathier onboard and out of here as quickly as possible alright? If we do this right we will have a good pay in our hands when we report to Nor'baal. Alright?" He said looking to his team. Excitement to be doing this job seeped into his voice as he slipped his coat on, he is wearing civilian clothing. For this job he is not wearing his armor nor his helmet so that he can move quickly. His only weapon being his Westar Pistol. They have six Fathiers to get out of the stalls and to the freighter. He can't be weighed down by armor. Not to meet the timeframe to get the animals on board and get the hell out. He can't wait to see if this exploit makes it onto the news and hear how the Imperials react when one of their sources of income has been stolen.