Nar Shaddaa, was far from a beautiful place. With its ancient refueling pylons, mile high decadent cities, foul smelling air, and generally scummy population, the Smuggler's Moon was basically the arm pit of the galaxy. It was a place where crime ruled, brutality went without punishment, and where the five-finger discount applied just about everywhere. Civilized people didn't come here, if they were smart.
Gatz Derrevar loved this moon.
Maybe not the smell, or the getting stuck up all the time, or how the cantinas got shot up every other night, but he loved the freedom. There was no Republic to saddle laws down on him. No FWA to tie him in its regulations. No Sith to... do evil Sith-y things. All he had to do here was keep an eye out for stray blaster shots, and make sure he wasn't stepping on the Hutts' toes. Err tails.
Guess what he was about to do?
Benji, a Weequay... associate of his, had another job for him. One that required a little more than just dodging port officials and trade embargos. Yebbet, a minor Hutt crime lord, had somehow procured a small shipment of kyber crystals. Benji wanted them. For what? Gatz didn't ask. He'd learned, through the few times he'd encountered the Weequay, that it wasn't smart to question him or to cheat him. People who did those things typically ended up dead.
From the corner of The Long March's cockpit, R4, Gatz's aging astromech, beeped at him. It seemed they'd finally received clearance to land in the Red Light District.
"Bring us in for a landing, Arfour. I'm gonna go check on our guest, make sure she's kept her hands to herself."
In a wild deviation of the usual jobs Benji had for him, the Coruscanti crime boss wanted him to work with someone else. An Echani woman, beautiful in a mesmerizing way, whose name he hadn't gotten. He only knew her by "Noir Cat." She was a burglar of some kind, but beyond that, Gatz knew nothing about her. Yet he'd had to invite her onto his ship, with his stuff. He expected a few things to go missing.
Gatz got up from the pilot's seat, and sauntered his way down the long hallway into the cargo bay.
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