The business transport freed itself from Geonosis' gravity well and headed back in the direction Tyrrazapon had just come from. He prepared himself for the long journey back to Nar Shaddaa, getting a feel for the passenger cabin. He found that it was surprisingly well furnished and stocked.
After a little rummaging, he produced a bit of a snack and filled his empty stomach. When he was finished, he sat for a moment, peering out of the port window as the streaks of light that were stars flew by at lightning rates.
When he grew tired of that he sauntered over to the bed and lowered himself down. He stretched out and let his mind wander. There's no way Raezyr could really pull something without touching it. He tried to wrap his brain around what had happened earlier.
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