Nova Brin stalked quietly to the bridge of The Invisible Hand, sighing to herself. The awfully massive form of General Grievous stood there staring out into space with the Mandolorian Governor Pre Vizsla. The two were talking to each other, quietly. Too quietly. Grievous coughed and hacked.

Upon approaching, Nova made her presence known by making her foot-steps louder. Her black boots clicked as she gracefully made her way up the stairs to the bridge. Grievous spun around along with Governor Vizsla.

"Evening Miss Brin." Pre greeted, taking her gloved-hand into his and kissing it lightly. Nova nodded.

"Good Evening Governor. Good Evening Grievous." She smiled and stepped in-between the two men, placing her elbows onto the railing, staring out the large window. Nova stared out the window as space zoomed by.

Oh, how she hated traveling at Light-Speed. It made her want to puke.

Turning away from the window, she leaned back on the railing.

"Where are we going?" Nova asked cocking an eyebrow.

"Coruscant. To meet Bane and the others." Pre answered. Grievous muttered something under his breath about 'stupid Bounty Hunters'.

"Ugh. Bane and his little 'group' are nothing but trouble. If the Republic paid him more than us, he would kill us all." Brin spat venomously.

"Yes, but... Isn't that what Bounty Hunters do, dear Nova?" Vizsla questioned. The amusement in his tone made Nova want to slap him across the face.

"Do not sound so amused Governor, I think he would kill you first." Grievous started.

Brin chuckled. Pre didn't make a sound.

Grievous continued to discuss Bane's payment with Vizsla. For which most of, Nova Brin blocked out. She didn't like Bane, Aurra Sing, or Assassin Droids... They were just men, or women in some cases, killing for money.

All of a sudden our ship lurched and slowed down. Alarms started to ring out. The droids started to chatter nervously. All three of the warlords looked at each other. 'Not good. Not good at all.'

"Sir, our Hyper-Drive just failed on us..." One of the droids yelped.

"We just lost Engine 2!" Another remarked. Grievous jumped over the railing, and landed hear the control panels.

"Move!" He slapped the droids out of it's seat and sent him flying. Nervously tapping at the ships controls Grievous let out a frustrated scream. Nova rushed to the controls on the other side of the room.

"We've been sabotaged." Pre muttered up on the bridge.

"Just lost Engine 3... and 2..... and 4!... We're in free fall!" Nova cursed as the ship lurched again. All was quiet. And we exited Hyper-Space.

There in front of us, was Tatooine. That's when the turbulence started.

"Oh dear Force..." Nova grumbled. Hoping away from the controls she screamed out, "Grievous, Vizsla, we need to get to the Escape Pods!"

They agreed on the way to the Pods, that they would fly to Coruscant that way. Clearing the way, Grievous sent Nova and Vizsla into pods and shot them off before entering his own.

"Why is it always my ship?" he sighed punching in the coordinates to Coruscant.