A YG-300 jumped from the hyperspace to a quiet agro world near Triellus Route called Rhea. It went slowly approaching the surface and then landed on open field next to a village, where a small entourage was already awaiting. When the boarding ramp went down Alina, with the right hand on the holster, walked towards her welcome comittee to start making business.
Alina: Mister Chalwok, it's an honour.
Mr. Chalwok: The honour is mine. We are always ready to serve the Pykes, young lady.
A couple of other men where carrying boxes, wich they opened and showed it's content to Alina.
A.: What a nice view! I always like to see debits being paid. But you do know that this doesn't covers everything, right?
He then bowed to her and claimed:
Mr. C.: Please! That is all we can afford to! You're not a Pyke, so you have how to be mercyful with us, right?
A.: Stop crying, old man. You can afford more than that, you just don't see it. Look at that labor droid there. You have a dozen or two of them with you. Give me the best one you have, and I may cover the missing part of your payment.
And so were done. A SE-2 farm droid was presented to her, with a bleached white and green painting but in good general conditions. Alina then inspected it a bit more, and decided.
A.: That's enough for this time. Gimme the restraining bolt control and you are ok with the payment for this cycle. If you miss another amount of creds next time, be prepared to contribute more to my collection. Let's go, my new friend. Start taking those boxes for me and get into the ship.
The droid did so, and while the old man still expressed his gratefulness she boarded without looking back and then departed. The ship soon jumped off the system.
Inside the ship, she said to the droid where to put the luggage and ordered him to sit down in a corner of the cargo hold. Then she went to the bridge just to find his friend Dommy. With a half smile on her face, she said:
A.: One more acquisition for us, dear friend. Soon I'll have an army of those on my command.
Alina: Mister Chalwok, it's an honour.
Mr. Chalwok: The honour is mine. We are always ready to serve the Pykes, young lady.
A couple of other men where carrying boxes, wich they opened and showed it's content to Alina.
A.: What a nice view! I always like to see debits being paid. But you do know that this doesn't covers everything, right?
He then bowed to her and claimed:
Mr. C.: Please! That is all we can afford to! You're not a Pyke, so you have how to be mercyful with us, right?
A.: Stop crying, old man. You can afford more than that, you just don't see it. Look at that labor droid there. You have a dozen or two of them with you. Give me the best one you have, and I may cover the missing part of your payment.
And so were done. A SE-2 farm droid was presented to her, with a bleached white and green painting but in good general conditions. Alina then inspected it a bit more, and decided.
A.: That's enough for this time. Gimme the restraining bolt control and you are ok with the payment for this cycle. If you miss another amount of creds next time, be prepared to contribute more to my collection. Let's go, my new friend. Start taking those boxes for me and get into the ship.
The droid did so, and while the old man still expressed his gratefulness she boarded without looking back and then departed. The ship soon jumped off the system.
Inside the ship, she said to the droid where to put the luggage and ordered him to sit down in a corner of the cargo hold. Then she went to the bridge just to find his friend Dommy. With a half smile on her face, she said:
A.: One more acquisition for us, dear friend. Soon I'll have an army of those on my command.