'Let us not linger, then' said Triz, and lead you all out of wreck, Her craft- an old, but very robust Airspeeder was concealed beneath thick camo netting, so you passed just by it yesterday. She let you in- CX took the front seat, while Vince and the Jedi sat in the rear. Then, she started the repulsorlifts. They were old, no doubt and very, very loud.
Outpost
The flight took you well over two hours. Due to the noise, there were no conversations going on it cabin, so one could call it a very boring journey.
The black market outpost- or rather a small town now did not look impressive or intimidating by any means. Build for republic prefabs and finished with various junk, it looked exactly like any other backwater den in the Outer Rim.
'We're here. I'll contact you when I am going to leave this place and you better do not ignore it for I don't like waiting. Bye for now you heard from Triz after leaving the cabin and before she started the craft again.
Your arrival drew some attention- but, thankfully not more that any other strangers would. Few bored individuals looked at you with mild interest, but majority of mulit-racial crowd just ignored you.
'So, what is your plan now?' the Jedi asked CX. 'And, if you are really going to turn me in, the please, could you allow me to enjoy this last time among people that are not planning to hurt or kill me?'