February 08, 2009

266. Anchorhead - Raezyr

"How did Aychkay work out for you, Anya?" Raezyr asked. He was glad he didn't have to make the first space flight with the thing actvated.

"He followed orders to the letter. He also made some useful suggestions during our trip out of there, plus helped me with rebandaging my shoulder. Did a good job too," she said. "Where did you say you got him?" Anya inquired.

Raezyr and Trychon looked at each other for a moment before Trychon spoke, "We picked him up on Geonosis. Ah, here's our drinks."

The droid set the mugs of ale down on the table, and picked up the empties. They waited unit he was out of listening range before continuing their conversation.

It seemed Anya was about to speak, and fearing she was going to ask more about the mysterious droid Raezyr spoke up, "So back to Hoth. Tyr you seemed that you were hesitant about your relationship with your contacts. What are you leaving out?"

Anya and Trychon turned to look at Tyrrazapon, who quickly picked up his mug and took a long swig.

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