Since my other one was so short here's… well another short one:-)
Chapter 8 Baktoid Armor Workshops
In Darth Maul's throne room a ghostly image of a plump alien appeared on Maul's holopad.
" Greetings sir, what can the Baktoid Armor Workshops do for you?" Asked the being in basic.
" I need an army of battle droids quickly." Maul said.
" O'course, o'course, how many how soon and what sort of weapons?"
" Do you have any already made?"
" Sure we do. About five hundred thousand from the ole' Trade Federation long ago." He said.
" Are they still useful?"
" A bit outdated but they are pretty good killin' machines."
" Alright I'll take the five hundred thousand. And do you have ships and ground weapons?"
" Yessir' we do. Have a few fleets and as for ground weapons we still got a lot of tanks and spider droids." Said the being.
" Alright how soon can you have them delivered?" Maul asked.
" Abou' three weeks, is that good?" The being asked.
" Very, and I'd like them delivered to Hoth, I will send you the coordinates." Maul said.
" Alright sir, and we will talk pay later, and then you'll see your army in a few weeks. Oh and its not our job to ask questions as long as your not gonna use them against us." The being said.
" Not at all."
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