((Sorry I've been gone. My computer died a couple days ago. I'm on my Grandma's right now.))

"Yeah, on my way," She answered, gathering up her supplies that she scattered.

"Oh, and I have no ship. I guess I'm going to have to mooch off you," She told Raj'el, tucking her supplies into her belt pouches. "And you." She turned to Kal'ak. "When you get your new arm, keep it lightweight yet deadly. "

"Keep your head wrapped. Change the bandages at least twice a day, and keep the wound clean." Solus handed Talos a rool of clean bandages. "I don't want you coming to me with an infection or in need of stitches. I'm not known for my gentleness when it come to that."

"All right, now let's fly out. We got a Jetti to slay."

((Okay, I think I covered everyone...))

"It's docked across the way, quite illegaly I might add.  I hate paying docking fees, and the Taris authorities aren't very persuasive.  Folow me. I hope one of you has the room for a passenger, because I don't.  My bounties are always dead"

:His cloakshape fighter, the Death from Behind, barely had enough room for him.:

(it'll be a while before you find me. see ya then! )

"Solus can come with me then I guess." Talos turned to the arena exit. "C'mon!" he yelled over his shoulder.

"Well, I guess I have no choice." Solus put her helmet back onto her head, turning to Raj'el. "You just find him a good surgeon, all right?"

She turned and followed Talos, straighting her packs on her waist.

Walking up the landing ramp that led to the Shadows Hand, Talos commed Kal'ak and told him that he would meet him, and Raj'el in Sector 5. Reaching the cockpit he started a pre-flight check list.

Talos started up the engines, and then Shadows Hand, sliped out of the planet hanger with hardly a sound.

Reaching the Hanger bay of the Insurrection, Talos sliped it in and docked.
Shortly after that they jumped to hyperspace.

:Raj'el takes his passenger up to his ship, the Insurrection, a Hapan nova class battle cruiser crewed entirely by various models of droids.  When they exit his fighter, the Forgotten Darkness, an HK-52 assassination/protocol droid is waiting to escort his companion to his quaters.:

(I had to post that, otherwise everyone would just spontaeneously end up on my ship.  Here's what's next)

:Raj'el sits calmly in front of a computer terminal on the bridge. trying to get a lock on the Jedi's efflux trail.  Two early model YVH hunter killer droids gaurd the only entrance.  Many astromech droids are running various diagnostics and programs, keeping the ship running.   A lone HK-49 droid stands behind Raj'el, it's external armor pllating remodelled to follow a Mandalorian Pattern.:

(Now we wait for him to tell us what direction to point ourselves in.)

:Raj'el picks up his ships hailing frequency.:

"You don't have to travel alone out there.  I have plenty of docking space, and accomodations as you wish them.  And a first-rate, complimentary to mandalorians armory."

:Raj'el transmitted his docking codes over tight beam.:

Kal'ak waled over to the bridge, "How long will it be until the arms ready?" he asked "I cant wait to have two hands again."

"Thanks, i'll go tell im the specifacations," Kal'ak turned and walked off, then gave the droid the specifacations for his arm.

(stop listening to us,) "were bugged, he knows what we say." Kal'ak said, "Raj'el, tell them to dock, now." he then typed a message on one of the screens, it said, I know where he is, I know where he is going. Raj'el looked at him oddly, questioning his words.  He goes to Dahgoba. (dont even argue jodo. i had a third bug inplace, you dont know where it is, i wont tell you. but it moves.)