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Brent wondered how he had convinced Arda to go along with this plan. Even for him, it was a little bit on the crazy side. We're going some place that will allow us to infiltrate some pirates. Technically Brent had not lied. He had ommited the fact that the place they were going to was just the pirates' hideout and primary place of business while wearing a disguise.
His XS-100 settled as it kicked up some dust. Inside it was just the two of them and Brent's pilot droid. The pirates had been convinced that his ship was carrying some battle droids that could really up their game in the pirating market. "Bzzt~ alright, it's just the two of you?" The voice over the commlink from the pirate's overlook tower had established communications. The base had a few light laser cannon turrets for detering aerial attacks but they were no good against stuff already landed. Still that meant that his ship would have a tough time getting out of this lion's den in one piece.
"Yup." He said in response over the link before cutting it. The two Jedi had to seem like they were black market dealers. "You ready to try your hand at some acting?" He turned in his pilot's seat so Arda could hear him wherever she was on his ship.
Brent was dressed in a simple drab disguise. It was meant to appear less jedi like than he normally did. Then again he rarely ever wore robes. But this said shady black-marketeer. He wondered what Arda had picked. "I don't usually help women put on their clothes but...I suppose I can give you a hand if need some help with your's." He knew that if Arda was within sight of him she would probably force smack him or at least roll her eyes. It was like his seventh sense, being able to tell when the Grandmaster was dealing with something he stirred up. By now he hoped that she knew the man only really did it to get a rise out of her in a playful way.
@GABAdactyl