Rubble snuck to the droid command center. It wasn't a very big facility, and Rubble knew that he could easily deactivate the droids without being detected. That was the benefit of being smaller than the average Kaleesh.
Rubble scanned the building from afar. There was a main entrance. Couldn't go through that way. Moving to the side of the building, Rubble noted a side door. Only battle droids came through there. Using his lightsaber, he cut a hole through the door when it wouldn't open for him.
On the other side of the door, armed battle droids waited to greet Rubble. Cutting through the droids with ease, he made his way through the hall. Once he reached the ventilation shaft, he made sure that the only thing left down here was a huge pile of scrap metal.
Following voices better than Rubble imagined he could, Rubble slowly made his way through the dark and narrow tube. Longing for light, the Kaleesh crawled on his hands and knees, feeling his way on the rough metal walls.
"Do the Jedi know of our whereabouts?" a rough voice asked. Rubble managed to peek through a small vent. It was Nute Gunray, famous Separatist. Rubble had heard enough about the teal-colored Neimoidian from Jalaen.
"Viceroy Gunray, my intelligence points that the TechnoUnion's assassination of General Sheelal was successful. The slime could not send any of our plans to the Republic." a smaller voice responded. The Muun pacing alongside Gunray was none other than San Hill. The board thin alien led the Intergalactic Banking Clan.
Rubble's golden eyes opened wide. Wat Tambor and the TechnoUnion had shot down Jalaen! He had a feeling in his gut that the Separatists had always been involved, as not only had Jalaen freed slaves, but she was a very emphatic orator that had such knowledge in the power of words; a serious threat to the Separatist cause. But she was gone now...
"San Hill, I don't believe these Quarrens can do anything for the Trade Federation," Gunray argued, bringing Rubble back to the real world.
"Mon Calamari is a good investment planet," Hill argued.
"You said Kalee would be a fine investment too," Gunray retorted. "And I don't see much difference between Kalee and this swamp. The Jedi know where we'll strike."
Suddenly, the plate for the shaft could no longer support Rubble's weight and he crashed to the ground before San Hill and Nute Gunray.