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CHAAR:
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This place is great! I almost believe I'm in a real jungle!
I'm glad they sent us on this run and not one of the other teams.
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HARN:
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You make it sound like you've never been on an Ithorian herd
ship before.
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CHAAR:
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And you have?
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CHEV:
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I have. One visited my home system the summer before I joined
the Alliance. It's like the Hammerheads gathered up a piece of
their planet and launched it into space.
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ULRIC:
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Not just their planet, though. There are more shops and
merchants set up here than I've ever seen in one place, with
merchandise from all over the galaxy.
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HARN:
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I don't know what they call it in Ithorian, but the Basic
translation fits this ship - Bazaar.
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CHAAR:
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Still, what an easy mission! All we have to do is pick up a
cargo of astromech droid parts from a merchant named Poliss.
We just have to say, "Yavin sends greetings," give him the 700
credits, and the cargo is ours.
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ALEXIS:
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Why don't you say it a little louder? I don't think they heard you on Coruscant.
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CHAAR:
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You know, I would think you could be a little nicer to me after I saved you from that
Twilek back on Tadamal. The main reason we're here is because you couldn't get us the
droids on the black market.
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ALEXIS:
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That wasn't my fault! You dragged me out of there before I could finish the negotiations!
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CHAAR:
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Do you always negotiate naked and unconscious?
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ALEXIS: |
That doesn't change the fact that you shouldn't be going around blabbing about our mission
and our code phrases in public!
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GRIS:
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Relax sweetie, there's no one around but us and the trees, and I doubt if they work for the Imps.
Besides, we don't even have to have the cargo back for two weeks. It'll be a nice peaceful
vacation after we make the pickup. The boys can enjoy the scenery while you and I get better
acquainted…
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CHEV:
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(interrupting quickly) You know, there are a lot of merchants on this ship, and most of them are
Hammerheads, so how are we supposed to find Poliss?
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ULRIC:
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He runs a droid shop in Isttu, one of the merchant villages on this level. In fact we should be
getting fairly close to it by now. We should be there soon.
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ALEXIS:
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Do you think the ship is O.K.? I always get nervous when we leave it unattended.
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GRIS:
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Maybe you and I should go back and guard it together…
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CHEV:
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(interrupting quickly) Don't worry. This is an Ithor ship. They're some of the most peaceful and
friendly beings in the galaxy. And everyone is welcome here, so no one starts
any trouble.
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GM:
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Suddenly a man bursts from the foilage ahead of you. He looks frightened and out of breath. When
he sees Harn's blaster leveled at him, he lets out an exclamation and darts into the foilage on the
side of the trail, disappearing from view.
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ULRIC:
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What in the world was that?
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HARN:
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A man.
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ULRIC:
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And you scared him off waving that gun around!
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HARN:
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Can't help it. Reflex. Besides, he was pretty scared before he saw me.
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GRIS:
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I'll say. I wonder what's got him so spooked way out here?
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ALEXIS:
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Maybe we don't want to -
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HARN:
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There's a droid coming.
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GM:
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Further ahead of you there is a sudden flash of motion as a droid floats silently across the trail on
repulsors. It immediately plunges into the brush on the other side as if intent on pursuing
something,…or someone.
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CHEV:
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Did you see that?
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GRIS:
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Not good. Looked like an assassin droid.
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CHAAR:
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And a fast one, too.
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ALEXIS:
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And you said it was pretty here!
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GM:
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The sound of blaster fire cuts through the jungle somewhere to your left.
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ULRIC:
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So much for our "peaceful vacation"…
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