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Atton wandered aimlessly around the ship. He had been successful in stealing it back from his crazy Quarren 'friend', though not without the minimum of violence. Atton couldn't quite remember where it had stopped being a stealth mission and started being a long trawl through a labyrinthine mansion with lots of hacking, slashing and blasting, but he was pretty sure it was ten minutes or so after he had entered. Some Rodian had proved to have a much more shrewd, logical and Force-resilient mind than his colleagues, and after he saw Atton, Atton didn't really stand much chance of going through unnoticed.

To be honest, Atton didn't really regret the violence that much. After all, they were a criminal gang, he was practically doing a public service.

And now he was off, on route to Tatooine. He could lie low there for a while, play a few hands of Pazaak, bet on a couple of swoop races. Who knows, he might even find a door to Milliways while he was there.

Atton meandered off towards the cargo bay, hoping to check the supplies he had. What he found when the door slid open, however, was not the cargo bay.