"To what do I owe the honor, Jabba?" The massive Hutt just laughed and spoke his ever so easily deduced Huttenese.

"Consider me there. I'll make a pit stop to refuel, then, well, you can expect my appearance on Nal Hutta."

And with that, the transmission ended.

((I know I'm kinda cutting it short of where she goes after this, however, the way I have her being revealed in front of Bane, although with major changes, I have set up in a certain way. And in case you guys dont fully understand. Season three of the CW, at the end of Evil Plans, the episode where Bane hijacks 3PO and R2, Jabba tells Bane he needs to the council, and at the very end, the council, translated by the droid, ask "Who shall take on this very, dangerous task?" In the episode Bane intervenes, taking the job, here however.. Well... Just watch...))

"Your sister? That doesn't sound very... Impressive..."

The Duros revealed bartender rolled his eyes. "It's your funeral Bane. Oh, when you return, WITH my sister.. I'll have a... Special... Request of you.."

Bane honestly couldn't care less about the make before him and his ideas. All he knew was that this so called 'best' Bounty Hunter arriving, he expected to be a pipsqueak, an amateur.

Leaving a total of twenty credits behind to pay for the drinks, Bane was out the bar door, heading back towards the Hutt party. Conveniently l, Jabbas personal translator droid was headed towards him and lightly bowed to the Bounty Hunter.

"Right on time, Cad Bane, Jabba is ready for you."

Tilting his hat slightly, Bane stepped inside and leaned against the far wall, across from Jabba, waiting for details. Details, he hadn't known, were already sent to his soon to be compatriot via, a encrypted message.

"The almighty Jabba, first thanks you in your previous task of the information, regarding the Senate building. Now.."

After explaining to Bane that Ziro needed to be broken out of prison for the incriminating knowledge he had of the Hutt families, Bane was told to pick a small, elite group to take with him.

Bane already knew who was coming, Aurra Sing, IG-86, a pirate with whom of which owed him one, and two assassination droids.

That was Banes group, save for this mystery Hunter whom Bane still believed was being regarded to highly for one he thought was but a child.

He didn't know, he could've never had known...

"Well well... I hope I'm not to late to the party, boys."

A voice had called out from the ascending stair case to lead from the Bar to Jabbas personal party room. The voice was raspy, a hiss, a sharp growl to Banes ears, but oddly, it sounded similar to his own, if only by a small amount.

Furela had arrived, albeit twenty minutes later then she should have, the planet she had gone to refuel, had been less then welcoming.

"My apologies for my lateness. I was ambushed while being refueled, they damaged my ships main primary engine."

Her body was slim, but built, Bane could tell, her face however, she kept deliberately hidden by a pure black hat, similar to his own, only pure leather with silk around the center. Her clothes reminded him of that of Asajj Ventress, someone he had never met, but had seen holo images of her.

The woman had clearly changed before leaving her ship. The top that specifically covered her chest was pure violet with white strips on the side, and instead of the skirt Ventress wore, she wore pants common to be sold to noble houses whom could afford the highest quality.

(Basically Banes pants but pure black...)

Finally, just, finally she had lifted her head. Her skin was pure white, much like the boy from earlier, but he could notice shades of blue in her skin, her shades being a bit darker then the bartenders. Her cheeks, unlike his, were full and plump, only a small dip to her chin. But it was her eyes, that deep put of red that was filled with hatred and vengeance that had tied the deal. He had underestimated her.

"You must be Bane. Cad Bane." She had directed towards him, removing her hat, revealing loose strands of jet black hair that made her face seem more framed, that was when he noticed the long braid that reached her waist.

"I would state that it's a pleasure to meet you, but.. I'd be lying. The only thing impressive about you it seems, is just your reputation. However... Your the man in charge of this operation. So tell me, Bane, what's the plan?"