They walked down their respective ramps in the docking bay, taking in their surroundings. They met up in the center of the large room and shook hands.
Eventually, a few blue humanoids walked out from the shadows. They walked straight towards the Galaxy Flyer, scanning sensors in hand. They were some sort of alien Trychon didn't recognize... but that covered a lot of different sorts of aliens. They chattered a bit, and Trychon thought it seemed positive.
Finally, they stepped towards the group of sith. In what passed as pretty good basic, the tallest said to them "The ship seems to be in good order, considering. You are not, however, the contacts we were expecting."
Trychon looked at him. "Does that really matter?"
Tyrrazapon stepped in front of him. "You'll be making the same payment arrangements. You can pay the Revenants. All you owe us is a refuel on this ship here so we can get back to get our cut. Fair?"
The aliens chattered a bit again before agreeing. "The exchange will live up to its side of the agreement."
Tyrrazapon extended his hand. "My name is Tyrrazapon. This is Raezyr, Trychon and Anya." He gestured to them in turn. "We appreciate the business, even though we aren't exactly a part of the Revenants."
The leader grasped Tyr's hand. "Faren'or'gamulak. You can call me 'Norg'. If you're not exactly a part of the Revanants, feel free to look us up again later."
After a bit of contact information exchanging, both sides parted.
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En route to Coruscant in the Wasted Rancor, Tyrrazapon turned to Trychon after the four had finished an exercise in dueling. "So have you come up with a name yet?"
Trychon sat down and took a drink of his water before responding. "What do you mean?"
Anya jumped in. "Well, that ship will be 'your' ship, and certainly you don't plan to call it the 'Galaxy Flyer.'
"Oh, absolutely not." Trychon got up from his seat. "I guess I just haven't thought much about it. How about the 'Horny Bantha?'..."
"EW." Anya splurted.
"Something darker. How about 'Sith Stalker'?" Raezyr added.
"Too obvious." Tyrrazapon contested. "Why don't we name it the 'We're here to mess your planet up'?"
A piece of trash flew off the floor at Tyrrazapon's head.
"Ok ok..." he added "Maybe the 'Night Stalker'... or... ooh. How about since we hunt Jedi... the 'Dark Knight Stalker'?!"
Raezyr and Trychon responded instantly "Dark Knight?" Trychon laughed and Raezyr mumbled "Ridiculous."
"It's the 'Twilight Stalker' then." Trychon said as he sat back down.
"You had something in mind all along, didn't you?" Tyrrazapon asked, wondering suddenly how he'd come up with that part of the name.
Trychon took another drink. "No no... you guys helped. Really."
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