Plant: Tatooine

Location: Dune Sea

Area: Custom-Unregistered KORELIS SPEEDER

The red coloured lips locked furiously with a pair of pale lips and a struggle began, the red lips pushed against the opposite lips determined to insert their superior dominance over them. The former exchange partner finally yielded to the siths might and allowed Hazor to reap her spoils.

Rargus sat at the front of his speeder rolling his eyes at Hazor and the former partner of the exchange as they began a new struggle involving their lips. "Are you sure you got the right person back there?" Rargus directed his question at Avern sitting beside him. The sith arched an eyebrow at the cyborg. "You're telling me that, that sith in the back of my baby currently exchanging enough saliva to fill a water tank is a fist?" Rargus asked his gravelly voice betraying his sense of clear disappointment. Avern didn't say anything but merely rolled his eyes at Hazor's antics within the back of the speeder.

"I heard that hunter." Hazor finally ceased her battle with her combatant and moved to the front of the van-like speeder, wiping a small piece of vomit from the side of her mouth. "That was incredible Avern! When you powered in, by the force it was brilliant! His face, there's never a camera when you really need one!" Hazor's arms flew around the speeder as she narrated the entire; throughout her glorified retelling of their attack Avern merely shook his head. "He'll be so mad! He nev-"

"You idiot," Avern interrupted letting his anger sep into his tone "you're involvement with that man almost jeopardized the entire operation!"

Hazor wasn't backing down without a fight however "Well I'm sorry, but another day and Kirp would have been gone to who knows where, I didn't have time to think I had to act!" Hazor's self-justification seemed to fall on deaf ears as Avern spoke again

"That's right you didn't think, and because of that you that nearly cost, your life, my life and his." Avern nodded his head at Rargus at the end of his speech. Rargus grunted and peeled up his make-shift bandage to reveal his tattoo. Any reason Hazor had for continuing the argument fell away immediately when she saw the same tattoo that was burned in her arm, she looked at Avern who nodded slightly as if to confirm she wasn't seeing things and at last Hazor's eyes finally displayed defeat.

"Thank you hunter, my name's Hazor don't worry about the Darth now." Hazor spoke quietly to the muscular cyborg. Rargus held his silence for a moment before replying.

"Rargus, no problem I always enjoy a good fight. This is yours by the way." Rargus reached down and unclipped the lightsaber he had reclaimed from an unconscious exchange leader. Hazor's eyes widened as she took her sabre with reverence. She looked at Rargus again this time with infinite gratitude in her eyes.

"Thank you" Hazor said. Rargus grunted in reply as he continued to pilot the speeder through the endless sands.

"Well think of this Avern," Hazor said brightening up instantly as she reclasped her life-long weapon onto her belt "I 'convinced' our friend here to align with the empire if we kill Kirp, so all we have to do is finish him and the exchange is ours!" Hazor seemed quite pleased with herself for accomplishing that, until Avern laughed and spoke.

"You didn't need to sleep with him to get him to agree Imperial diplomatic services had reached an agreement with him beforehand." Rargus stifled a laugh beside him.

"It's true." The partner confirmed sheepishly from the back of the van. Hazor moved over to the man she had just kissed and slapped him across the face.

"You stuck-up nerf herder." Hazor said with what little dignity she held onto.

"You two are the least sith-like sith I've ever met. Now I hope you've got a plan Avern, where to?"

Kirp sat up from the sand his head pounding all around him his former secret base was aflame, his men ran like terrified womp-rats trying to save ammunition, speeders and all supplies. Kirp stood up and began shouting orders over the top of the roar of the flames and explosions, his men ran obediently to the spare speeders stationed to the east part of his outpost, gathering whatever weapons they could carry. Overhead a Corellian class gunship hovered taking on supplies and men.

Kirp shouted quickly into radio and the gunship landed, those imperials were going to pay.