A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, on a planet known as Correlia, a young man, no more than twenty could be seen outside of a seedy cantina. The young man was obviously waiting for someone. He would glance up and down the street, which resembled more of an alley than a street, looking for his contact. He had recieved a call from a certain Hutt regarding a delivery. All the young man knew was he was to wait for a Twi'lek to bring him a datapad with the information on it. The Hutt had no doubt in the young man's skills. The young man had been flying speeders since as long as he could remember, and he was arguably one of the best around. He had never flown a spaceship. He had read all about it, and he was pretty confident he could do it, but there was a glimmer of doubt. The young man looked down the street once more, and this time he saw what he was looking for. The Twi'lek approached him.
"Han Solo?" the Twi'lek asked in Basic.
"Who wants to know?" came the reply.
"Bib Fortuna," the Twillek nervously replied.
"Ok. That's me then," Han stepped forward and extended his hand. "Can I have the data pad?"
The Twi'lek reached into his coat and brought out a datapad, "Here is the info you need. You will find your 'pay' down at the docking bay."
"My pay?" Solo raised an eyebrow.
"Uh.. yeah... it has kinda changed..." Bib began to slowly back away.
"Get over here!" Solo said as he put his hand on his blaster.
"It wasn't my idea..." Bib started.
"Shut up! I don't care whos idea it was, just tell me what has changed." Solo kept his hand on his blaster.
"Well, you see," the Twi'lek looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here talking to this angry person, "Instead of the original fee of 1000 credits for doing the job, Jabba has said that you," he paused, "You get to keep the ship being used for the job."
"The ship, huh?" Han looked thoughtful, "Well, I think that sounds pretty good."
"Will your partner find the deal as satisfactory?" Bib said obviously relieved that Han found the new deal suitable.
"Look, if I like it, he likes it. Got it, Lekku boy?" Han asked.
"Yeah, yeah, no problem," the Twi'lek left in a hurry.
A dark-skinned human stepped out of the shadows as the Twi'lek left.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked Han.
"Yeah, I mean, the ship can't be in to bad of a condition if it's the one we have to use for the job," Han said.
"I dunno, Han 'ol buddy. I hope your right," the human replied.
"Me too, Lando. Me too."
With that last statement they began to make their way to the docking bay where their ship was. Hoping that they weren't wrong about accepting this job.....
MORE TO COME!!!