[OOM] Transimir Station.

[stuck_mynock]

Docking Bay Three is as large as a small town. Larger, perhaps. It's massively wide and tall, many-tiered, with rows upon rows of landing pads and towers connected by a vast network of interconnecting bridges, that go up as far as the eye can follow.

There are shops here, and cantinas, for those just getting out or preparing to get into their ships, and at least a dozen exits and entrances scattered around the levels.

The escape pod goes gliding through the containment field and crashes down on the lowest level, spinning as it goes. It's lucky it's well-cushioned and padded, really - with no proper way to land, a controlled crash is the best Guppy and Will could've hoped for.

Nevertheless, it eventually comes to a stop, down at the base of several towers. This lowest level doesn't have many people - it's mostly droids hurrying about to do maintenance, with a few ships that look like they've seen better days.

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[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

A symbol flashes up on the screen, and in a corner of the terminal, a recepticle for a card flickers.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Oh good." Guppy gets out his own phone, photographs the card in case this goes wrong, then puts it in the thingy.

[will_scarlett]

As they call, Will looks around to make sure they're not getting any suspicious looks.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

There's a ringing noise, and then the display on the terminal turns to a very vague, blurry image of a non-descript room, and a figure. They can't be seen clearly, but they're definitely not human.

"We were wondering when you would contact us. We're familiar with you both, from your exploits with Erran Magnus." His voice is suspiciously like a hiss.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy glances at Will urgently, lost for words, with the sudden sinking feeling that this is a trap.

[will_scarlett]

So Will moves in front of the viewer,

"Oh aye, then ye'll be good an be gettin' us Lagos Ren an a ride to the planet lest ye wish for trouble."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"We do not have Lagos Ren. If we did, we wouldn't still be here, especially since the forces against us rack up as we speak. The faction of the Sith in orbit around this planet, the rather pretentiously named Order of the Wyrm, have already forged an alliance with the Exchange.

Vaguely visible headtilt.

"As we speak, they are detaching small dropships to the lower levels, and are currently swarming the upper levels and the maintenance levels, with the intent of finding us, you, and Lagos Ren, and with the full cooperation of those in charge of this station."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Us? We're barely worth the cost of such a manouvre!" Guppy says, with a poorly acted contemptive snort whilst he hopes Will is thinking of a plan.

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, then we'll na bother ye anymore."

Will has the start of an idea but he's not sure if its going to work or not.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"If you choose to use it, we have a safe house prepared for you. If you can reach it, you'll be safe inside for at least a day. Long enough for us to prepare a meeting to discuss a temporary alliance."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Can we take a moment to confer in private and call you back?"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, willna be long."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"By all means."

The display flicks back to non-descript blue-purple.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy makes sure the call is absolutely disconnected, then in a very small voice says to Will.

"What do we do? Which way is the trap?"

[will_scarlett]

"Think best to trust 'em, tis the only chance we've 'ad so far."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy nods.

"Is there... is there some way we could call Atton on this thing?"

[will_scarlett]

"Na sure, did 'e give us some sort o'card too?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"It's here somewhere." Guppy rummages through his bag and finds it, photographs it, and puts it in the machine.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

There's rather a long period of ringing, before Atton flickers onto the screen.

"Guppy, Will. I'm glad you're both alright. I can't talk for long, there's not much power left in the pod."

[will_scarlett]

"Kaleesh an 'is men are offerin' us a safe 'ouse, tis is safe 'nough?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"They say that the Exchange is sending troops in to look for us. How do they know about us?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton frowns.

"A Kaleesh? Did he give his name? Traveling with a Shistavanen?" Headtilt. "The Exchange doesn't have an army, it's only a crime syndicate. They have fairly close ties with the Sith, though, and most Sith factions have at least a reasonably sized army."

[will_scarlett]

"Dinna think they gave a name, 'rhaps on the card thingy."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy flicks his phone onto the photograph and turns it to face Atton.

"Can you see that?"

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"More or less. I don't recognise the name, though. It's pretty non-descript. You don't get many Kaleesh out here, though - Did he have a Shistavanen with him?"