Flynn had to say that they were an odd bunch.
There were four others in the little private room with him right now and all of them were... odd in their own ways. Some because they just weren't human (which, he knew, was only 'odd' because he WAS human) and some were just a little bit creepy (the doctor lady sent shivers all the way down and back up his spine a half dozen times). Even he, himself, was a little bit odd he had the good grace to admit.
After all, what was someone as dashing and roguishly handsome as himself doing in such a place? Well, aside from seemingly pulling in a cast of minor characters to help catapult himself to the top of the... of the... well there weren't really "ranks" for awesome smugglers but he would be the first to make it seem like there was! Like that Han Solo guy from the history holos.
Except without the "general solo" stuff.
And without the Skywalker marrying.
That family was weird in the history holos that was for damn sure.
Whatever - he was getting side tracked.
"Alright so can we all agree that we're here to do our best to see an end to the wretched slavers who so callously have treated our new friend here?" he asked the group as a whole, gesturing to the one with the big ears, "I'm sure we can so I'll skip right to the most important parts."
He smirked a little bit as he reclined in his seat.
"Where are they? How many we gotta blast to oblivion? And, of course..." his smirk showed some teeth, "How much wealth do we think they've got that we can... ah... redistribute?"
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