Raezyr sat up and patched into the encrypted link his brother had set up so they could make contact with Dianna at the King's Lair hideout back on Hoth. It took several moments and finally he got through to some underling he'd never seen before. She was a human female about his own age who was nice enough, but clearly had no idea who he was. Despite giving all the correct passwords, she politely refused to provide any details.
"You do realize this is a private and secure channel, correct?" he asked the girl on the other end.
"Yes sir, but Captain Kingsdoom is still not available at this time," she replied.
"You might not be aware of this, but I'm a pretty big deal around here," he stated, getting a bit frustrated. "What's your name?"
"I'm Rhox Vegah, sir."
"Rhox, I'm going to need you to go get Dek, or Teera or someone who knows me," Raezyr said finally.
She agreed to do so and a few minutes later Dek's voice came on the line. "Hey Raez! How are you guys?"
"Been better, Dek... where's Dianna? The 'eff-en-gee' won't say anything other than she's 'unavailable,'" Raezyr said.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Captain Di is likely to be gone for a couple weeks and since you and Trych have been gone a while, I guess we forgot to fill her in. She's good people though," the young slicer explained. He went on to let the Sith know that Dianna was on an important job and even Dek didn't know where she had gone.
Raezyr left a message for his lover with Dek, explaining that they were alive but that they'd be tied up for a few more days. He purposely left the message vague. No need to go into unnecessary details.
The procedure at the hospital only took a few hours. They were quite shocked when he refused to be put under and instead, insisted on only a local anesthetic.
"Mr. Vandelay... you realize we're cutting your leg off, correct?" they had asked. In reply he told them to shut up and get it over with. He didn't feel it was prudent to explain that due to his wanted status within the Core Systems and Hutt bounties on his head that he wasn't taking the chance of being unconscious in strange place without his Sith brother looking out for him.
Finally the med droid that was completing the testing informed him he could leave. He looked down at his new leg and the raw, jagged line above his knee where the original leg ended and the new one began. He had to admit that it felt pretty normal, despite the shiny metal composite which now took the place of flesh.
For some reason he thought of that night back on Coruscant and the Nautolan Jedi who's leg he had cut off. He wondered what kind of a leg hers was. He dismissed the thoughts and finished getting dressed and headed back to the Farrian Arms.
Aitchkay met him in the private bay as he climbed out of the air speeder. "Greeting: Hello, Master. I hope the procedure went well."
Raezyr had a feeling the HK-51 droid was there for other purposes than to just say, 'hello,' and decided to cut to the chase. "What do you need, Huck?" he asked, continuing past the droid without stopping.
Aitchkay turned and fell in step with the Sith. "Master Trychon requested I inform you of an invitation extended to you from Zhan Helwae to join him at Club Sky for drinks."
"Zhan Helwae? That guy we bought the brewery from? The one running for some political office?" Raezyr asked, trying to remember just who the guy was.
"You are correct, Master."
"And just what was Trych's reply to the invitation?"
"He replied in the affirmative, I believe," the droid stated.
The big man shook his head and sighed. "No rest for the wicked, I guess."
The gun-metal gray droid spoke up. "That is incorrect. Master Trychon had quite a long nap while you were in the hospital."
Raezyr sighed. "Figures."
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