That, however, is not what irritated both Dolworth, Dusty, and even Adenn. It was the fact that all three of them were stuck in the Raza for 6 days and 10 hours in hyperspace, and already the cramped quarters were starting to give the trio a case of cabin fever. It didn't help that they were heading into the heart of FWA territory and the fact they were basically going on a mission to rescue the droid of a suspected, albeit presumed dead, Sith. But given that Dol gave his word to the droids owner and Adenn was keen on claiming the secrets the droid had, the rewards outweighed the risks.
Each checked themselves down, or rather Adenn and Dolworth. They would not be taking heavy weaponry in for this job, nor would they be attempting to make themselves noticeable. Dolworth was making last checks to his DL-44s, making sure they were fully loaded and that he had at least 1 spare cell for each in case of trouble. He also made sure his vibroblade was sharp, looking over at Adenn to see him checking his own gear he brought. As the duo were making their checks, Dolworth clicked on his comm so they and Talon, flying along side them in his ship the Reaper, could have a conversation.
"Remember" warned Dolworth, "No rifles, no explosives, no funny business." he said as he slid his blasters into their holsters, "Were not here to fight. We land the ships, lock them down, go to the impound lot, grab the droid and other stuff to make it look legit, and get the kriff out of there." he finished as he checked his knife, sliding into the scabbard before grabbing a spare poncho and throwing it over his body, pulling the hood over his helmet to make himself even less conspicuous, "Besides guys." he continued in a nonchalant tone, "We may find some goodies while were down there." he said with a grin under his helmet as Dusty announced that in another 25 minutes they'd come out of hyperspace...
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