Descent into mandalore's atmosphere was uneventful, following the Commanders landing instruction as the Republic landing field came into view. Chris, Laura and over the open com link Preston and Ruvin collectively gasped. The landing field, airspace and roads leading from it was a buzz of activity giant atmosphere rated freighters and cargo shuttles were everywhere. All of them surrounded by ground cars and smaller atmosphere only aircraft all of them being unloaded.

Some smaller shuttles with cases of medical emergencies from all over the area were also being unloaded to be rushed to a couple huge medical tents for treatment. Their vehicles were then loaded with relief supplies of all sizes by both organic and droid crews to be flown or driven to distribution centers.

As they approached the assigned landing zones they saw a pair of AA-9 Coruscant-class freighters lifting off to leave. As they landed ground crews raced to start unloading their holds. A few minutes into the unload the coms cracked to life. "This is Captain Carter your ships will be unloaded in approximately 30min please make sure to be ready for takeoff within 25min to clear the pads for the next arrivals Mandalore thanks you for your help.. I'm also told your credits are on the way right now." The harried sounding Captain cut off before we could thank her.

Unloading went quickly, a few minutes before the hold was empty a Sergeant in the Naboo ground forces acting as security forces arrived with a case flex cuffed to his wrist upon arrival he unlocked the case pulling two small cases out, as well as a letters for each presenting them to both Chris and Preston. Inside were forty credit chips with fifty marks in basic on them two-thousand credits! They both immediately took one fifty credit chip out and gave it to the ground chief for fuel and a tip before the thirty minute mark.

As they took off a new Corellian bulk freighter lumbered down from orbit to take their place. As they left the planet they set a course to a quiet part of the system to have a meeting to discuss what to do with their savings and the news. They had heard on the planet about trouble brewing between Naboo and the massive trade federation the news of small border disputes suddenly appearing in dozens of systems. They neared a patch of empty space far from any space lanes.

Chris and Laura were at the rear cargo door watching as a space suited Preston and Ruvin jumped the ten feet separating both ships through the ray shields. As they landed and took their helmets off we led them to a dining area where Laura had started cooking just before takeoff. As we sit and eat there is some small talk but mostly silence saving the big talk for after eating. As they sit in the main compartment Chris leans forward and starts the discussion "Ok everyone, we all know the rumors now between the trade federation and Naboo all the border disputes popping up and I can see this as a huge possibility for us." Everyone nods

The Naboo royal military if you can call it that. They have no capital ships no real military either a few thousand ground forces a few dozen lightly armed ground vehicles and around two hundred star fighters if the TF does attack the Naboo security forces are going to melt faster than nostril hair in a Hutt home."

With the border disputes popping up and a dozen star systems on the break of war the space lanes are about to become a lot more dangerous. With everyone acknowledging He stops to look around seeing everyone nodding so he continues. "So we can do several things all of them we need more credits then we have witch is now just under ninety thousand credits'' Chris pauses and smirks at the number as do the others "I think it's about time to expand and we need something with both crew and firepower for what I'm going to suggest we should head to my contact in the scrapper guild on Barcca. Occasionally he sends me messages when ships arrive on his watch for scraping along with details on their status and three days ago he sent me these'' a hologram of three eighteen-hundred year old Christophsis defense force Foray-class blockade runners. "These ships were recently decommissioned to clear their ship roster for three new pelta-class frigates coming off the Kuat shipyards. We bartered back and forth before settling on a single ship he can lose -Chris winks and does air quotes- for one hundred and ninety-five thousand credits" he watches as everyone winces "I know it's a lot guys but look at this" Chris scrolls down to the Information on each ship: Hyperdrive system

Class 6

Shielding

(4) 50MJ generators

Armament

Dual turbolaser turrets (2)

Anti-Starfighter medium laser cannons (2)

Crew

40 to 100

Passengers

300

Cargo capacity

2,800 tons

"Two of the ships are identical, but this third one looks to have been modified to have most of its cargo section removed down to just four hundred tonns and a medium hanger installed it looks to be big enough to hold both G9s and possibly Preston's Aurek with some space to spare. I suppose we could always leave Nuts docked in Bucket. That's the one I'm thinking of getting if you all agree with me" Laura and Preston both agree it's a good idea to expand but are worried. "How we are going to get the crew to run this monster. There is only the four of us." Ruvin however isn't all that worried about it "I know of about sixty or seventy people on my homeworld of Ryloth that need a job plus there are mandalorians here that need funds to help their peoples clans we could hire a few of them." They all looked thoughtful for a moment before Laura spoke "let's split up Ruvin and Preston will take the Bucket to Ryloth to find say fifty trained people our hiring wage will be sign on commission of fifty credits and a weekly pay of fifty credits also mention they don't need to worry about food water or housing we will take care of all that aboard ship if they balk at the wages mention we are about to make bank which is why we needed a bigger ship to make it worthwhile. Preston and Ruvin nodded "while me and Chris will head to Naboo now to take a couple of wealthy clients off world to make a little more money before meeting up with you at Bracca to get the ship" everyone nods again. Afterwards the Bucket and Starfire split apart again and head off to their respective missions. A few seconds later they both disappeared into hyperspace.