Trassk, a Trandoshan thug in the employ of the
Rodian crime lord Enkido, stood on the docking
platform on the East side of Enkdio's estate on the
outskirts of Cormond, the capital of Brentaal. He
was expecting the imminent arrival of a freighter
that his boss had contracted to transport a shipment
of spice. He was an impatient being, and if he was
made to wait much longer, this would surely sour his
mood. His eyes slowly moved towards the cargo
containers that had been neatly stacked on the
platform, making one last headcount before the
Maarek looked at the time. It was getting very close
to the time. Dealing with the dang TIE fighters yet
again with anything he was and is doing at all. The
platform was right in front of him, as he lowered
the landing gear down out of the Black Raven. Hands
moved over the controls, as the loading platform
from his ship lowered down so the cargo can be
placed onto it. Making his way down to meet the
other man that was there. "I am here for the cargo,"
cold eyes looked right at the other man.
"The shipment is over there," Trassk said coldly,
motioning to the four cargo containers that had been
stacked next to him. "The rate is the same as last
time," he went on to explain, "But this time the
shipment is going to Netassa on Salliche. Your
contact will meet you in the spaceport. His name is
Maarek's eyes narrowed, as a nod was given to him,
"Well I may need more. One being that the TIEs up
there are getting a little harder to get pass. Two
being the trips are getting farther, and fuel is not
cheep. I want five hundred more credits for the
runs." Moving away from the man to get the cargo
ready for transport.
Trassk sneered at the Human, which he considered to
be a member of an inferior species. He then looked
at the control panel next to the cargo, and accessed
the terminal. After several moments of entering
keystrokes furiously, his attention once again
turned towards the smuggler. "Very well, Human," he
began, "You will receive 5,500 credits for this
shipment ... but you had better be quick with it."
Maarek shook his head. " It will get there in time,
if I do not have any trouble up top with the TIE's
in space." Loading the cargo onto the Black Raven, "
Anything I need to know about the cargo?"
"No," Trassk said quick and to the point, "What's
inside those containers is none of your concern."
Maarek shook his head some, as he had the lift with
the cargo go back up into the ship, "The cargo will
be where it needs to be in time." He did a look over
of his ship, as he then got back onboard of her, and
he then closed her up and made his way back to the
bridge area of the ship. The Black Raven lifted up
off the ground, as Maarek put more power to the
engines of the ship. Slowly the ship moved away from
the landing platform, as it made its way towards
space. Getting ready for any trouble that may be
there for him and the ship. Maarek hoped that the
TIEs would not be there. Slowly putting more power
to the engines, as he was putting in the coordinates
Lieutenant Trolg piloted his new TIE/ln towards the
YT-1300 that appeared on his sensors. He was trigger
happy after his encounter with X-wings last week,
and was not about to let another transport get by
carrying illegal cargo. He accelerated to attack
speed, and attempted to raise the YT-1300 over the
comlink, "Unidentified transport ... please
Maarek turned the comlink on, "This is the Black
Raven. What can I do for you today? Over." Attack
speed it seemed that the TIE was coming in on.
"Standby for a standard scan of your cargo. Over,"
Lieutenant Trolg informed the freighter captain over
the comlink. He slowed his craft as the freighter
entered his crosshairs, and began a standard scan of
the vessel's cargo. He waited patiently for the scan
to be completed while continuing to question the
pilot, "What is your cargo and destination? Over."
Maarek chuckled to himself. He turned the comlink
back on, "Dried goods. Taking it to Aldaaren." His
eyes looked to see what was going on around him.
Trolg sighed to himself as the scan for weaponry
once again came up negative. He wondered if this
system was really as hot as the reports indicated.
After a moment, he once again activated the comlink,
"Very well transport ... you are cleared to proceed.
Over and out."
Maarek hit the comlink back on, "Have fun." Chuckled
yet again to himself, as he made his run to get
away. The nav computer told him he was able to make
the jump. The Black Raven made her way right into
hyperspace to Salliche.
The Black Raven dropped out of hyperspace close to
Salliche. Maarek looked over to make sure that is
where he was meant to be. A nod of his head was
given to him self, "Well kid you did it again." The
ship would slow some, as they were approaching the
planet. He had scanners up and running. All he would
need know was a trap of some kind. The Black Raven
made its way into the atmosphere of Salliche. Maarek
closed his eyes some. He never really liked this
part at all. After the ship stopped with her shaking
he then looked for Netassa spaceport, "This is the
Black Raven to Netassa spaceport. Over."
A docking authority officer from the Netassa
spaceport activated his comlink after locating the
Black Raven on his traffic control sensors, "Black
Raven ... this is Netassa spaceport. What is your
business here on Salliche? Over."
Maarek turned back on the comlink, " Dried goods.
Over." A shake of his head was given.
"Very well, Black Raven," the docking authority
officer continued, "You're cleared to land in
docking bay twenty-seven."
"Understood dock authority," Maarek's voice came
over the comlink. Killing the comlink, as he made
his way into land. The landing legs folded down from
under the Black Raven. His eyes looked to see how
close the computer told him he was to touching the
ground. Softly pulling back on the controls, as the
Black Raven landed on the landing pad. Time to wait
for this Rieve to show up.
Rieve, a male Human outlaw, walked into the docking
bay. He had received the information regarding the
shipment from Enkido's people on Brentaal. He was in
a rush, and it showed. The last thing he wanted was
the local pesky security force poking their noses in
his business. "Hey," he shouted to the cockpit of
the freighter, "Get down here and start unloading
Maarek heard the yell. A shake of his head was
given, as he moved to where the cargo was at and
lowered it down from the cargo hold. Riding the lift
down with the cargo, "Can always come onboard." A
shake of the head was given yet again.
"We don't have time for that," Rieve explained,
"Local security and SallicheAg corporate security
are crawling over this rock. Why anyone would want
to start distributing here is beyond me."
A nod was given. "Do not ask me. I just drop the
stuff and go," Maarek said, "You have some one to
take it from here?"
"Yeah," Rieve said as he walked towards the cargo
containers to begin inspecting them, "The sooner you
leave the easier this'll be."
Maarek gave a nod to the man, "Have a nice time."
The lift rose back into the ship, as he then walked
to the cockpit and turned on the comlink, "This is
the Black Raven. I need the OK to take off. Over."
The Netassa spaceport docking authority officer
again activated his comlink to the Black Raven,
"Black Raven. You are clear to depart. We hope you
enjoyed your stay on Salliche. Over and out."
The Black Raven lifted off the port's pad. The
landing gear folded up into herself. Maarek looked
to see how all systems where doing, as he then took
off back into space and back to home.