Nar Shaddaa grew closer, and Tyrrazapon prepared himself to enter the system.
He shook his head and rubbed his eyes, clearing away the thoughts that clouded his mind. He resumed control of the ship and began the descent into orbit. He studied the moon as he approached, plotting his course of action. He searched for the best possible port to land and referred to his navigating systems that led him to one such port.
As he drew closer he could feel a sort of excitement, perhaps for being in a new place and though his acquaintances on Tattooine attempted to jar him a little with stories of Nar Saddaa, he felt like it couldn't be anything worse than that desert heap he'd put up with before.
At last he was back in civilization, if civilization you could call this place...
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