Following A'baht's ARC the Speedy headed straight for the Lucrehulk that must have been the Formidable. The local area was swarming with activity as Greg watched wreckage and disabled ships were collected the Invicta main segment was being pulled by a pair of tugs on either end. The engine portant was being pulled by two more tugs following behind. Everything that was being collected was pushed or pulled in the same direction. The largest of Dornea's seven moons surrounding it was three more Lucrehulk's each with an Imperial Star destroyer held in scaffolding and several other smaller imperial and republic ships parked on the ring of each Lucrehulk's hull.

A large debris field holding parts and even largely stripped superstructures of previous imperial attacks tugs and individuals could be seen moving from section to section cutting out intact systems. It was impressive as hell and Greg was slightly saddened to see it disappear behind the bulk of a Dreadnaught heavy cruiser in the process of being either repaired of modified.

Within a moment of shutting the Speedy down and walking down the ramp Greg and the five B2 super battle droids he had taken as an escort. He was met by the Lieutenant and the hanger security forces a mixed bag of combat droids and these humanoid people with catfish faces whiskers and all.

As Greg and A'baht stood there waiting Greg started talking to break the ice.

"Ive never seen people like yours before." Greg started

"We tried to go out into the galaxy about..." the translator on his neck paused a moment to covert the times… "…Nighty-six years ago. Our colony on the ocean world of Gisipra in the Hinakuu system was wiped out by the Trade Federation. After word reached us we dispatched our fleet one hundred of what we called reef runners nodding to the speedy they were almost the size of your ship. Anyway when they arrived they found one of these (gestured around us) strip mining the belts around Gisipra dropping whatever wasn't useful on the planet bellow causing tsunamis and decimating entire island chains." A'baht paused and twitched his whiskers in a saddened and distasteful way "we boarded the ship but not before the organic crew wiped all of the ships records and escaped…." he stopped and came to what his military must have considered attention head bowed arms and hands extended to touch the opposite shoulder.

In walked a distinguished Dornean with an escort of three Droidicas.

"I hear that I have you to thank for saving my son and others under my command. I am General Etahn A'baht" they shook hands after he returned the salute of his son. "By shooting down..." he paused as an aide handed him a tablet "a total of eleven Tie fighters, A single bomber, and Shuttle destroyed." he looked up as I remained at parade rest with a poker face before continuing "you also were able to disable allowing us to capture intact and undamaged a further two fighters and another bomber…and the Frigate Invicta with the help of my son."

He held out his hand and I grasped it as we shook hands. He called out to the deck crew standing nearby "resupply this vessel on the double."

As we watched the deck gang rushes to refuel and does a quick service of the Speedy he started some small talk to pass the time.

"So what brought you to Dornea?" he asked

Gregdidnt hide his gaze as he looked at some of the battle droids both Dornean and his own "well, to be honest the Empire is screwing the entire galaxy and the longer they do the more innocent people get hurt. So im working on creating my own small rebel cell to try and bring about their downfall just a little faster and to do that I need droids and firepower." Greg chuckled as the General followed his sweeping gaze over the army of droids working everywhere. "So after reading about one of the closing battles of the war and how the republic basically abandoned this system I thought I'd be able to track down some useful salvage to start my war." Gregory belly laughed this time "but I didn't expect to find myself in the middle of a full blown battle when I arrived."

General A'baht bubbled his own laugher as he replied "yes, we had been expecting another assault for a few days now so we were thankfully ready for them." as he looked over the five B2s standing at the bottom of the ramp he tilted his head over and asked "so for this war against the empire your planning what do you have to fight it?"

I nodded toward the Speedy "just Speedy there along with thirty combat droids so far but im looking for more"

The General nodded and we both were silent for a few minutes before the last crate of supplies had been unloaded and stowed "Well unfortunately we are barely holding our own and the only reason we are is the Emperor and his Moff lackeys don't take us seriously so they are perfectly willing to tie our forces down to prevent us from spreading out." he paused at the slight drop in Gregs expression before laughing again. "But not to worry there is something about you that makes me feel helping you will be beneficial to us." at my renewed grin he paused again before continuing "however what we can spare safely isn't a lot my own people come first im sure you understand."

Greg nodded "Of course id never knowingly put someone else at risk for my own benefit. And whatever you are willing to spare would be immensely helpful."

The General nodded as he waved toward a hallway leading away from the hanger. Greg moved to follow and saw the B2s move to follow. Holding my hand up stopping them "Stay with the Gonzales I'll be fine."

"Roger." Able1 replied as they returned to their positon.

Greg and the Dorean General started walking down the hallway towards a lift.

"So Mr Sands as i said we dont have much to spare what were you looking for?" A'baht asked as the doors shut.

"Well general i would gladly buy whatever you have to spare from droids, strike craft and weapons all the way up to ships. I know what i might be able to get is little but anything i can get will be a help." Greg replied

The doors opened giving them a view of the massive hangers pace that made lucrehulks so dangerous during the war and almost every inch of deck space was filled with fighters, bombers, gunships and corvettes being serviced or stripped. The General smirked at Greg's look of amazement overlooking the hanger. "Well battle droids we have a surplus of them when the shut down order went out the separatist had a droid production ship in their fleet so we are still producing several hundred B1 droids a day as for the B2s it takes longer to produce them so we only manufacture a few dozen each day as for droidekas they are immensely complex last i heard they are only producing around a dozen each day."

As the General listed off the manufacturing of the droids Greg slowly turned his eyes to look at the Dorean General "id be willing to buy everyone you are willing to sell"

The Generals laughter bubbled again "we can discuss purchases over the next few days."