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        <![CDATA[ He didn&#39;t really like talking via subspace...  Lacked that personal flair... And there were few people more personal than the Blue Star Pirates... so why
not send a message to their head honcho.  A friend who hadn&#39;t heard from Colton Hunter in a long time.  As a matter of fact, the man had just disappeared
to parts unknown, something about something he had to do... then again there was the rumor of his capture by a Sith vessel.  So the fact that Colt had sent Jay
a message, might have... ]]>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt smirked... he clearly had more of an idea about what was going on then Jay thought... but then... when they had met, he had been cheating at cards. And
doing it well... until the end anyway... and he had managed a pretty nifty escape too... which Jay had surprisingly kept up with.
<br>
<br>
&quot;He called me a pirate...&quot; Colt said, clearly amused. &quot;Hey, one thing I&#39;ve always wanted to know... why are all the good contacts old males?
Where&#39;s the young, nubile, female... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">The Twi&#39;lek bared his sharpened teeth in a grimace of confusion.</span>
<br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">
<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">&quot;It&#39;s you who called me here Pirate. Perhaps you made so...&quot;</span>
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<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">With a wave of the hand Jay interrupted.</span>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt&#39;s hand was on the silver cylindar beneath his dark robes, watching the aged twi&#39;lek. His eyes were hidden by the hood of his cloak, but his smile
ever present.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Nice to meet you, Shajar... and what sort of services do you.. offer... exactly?&quot; he asked, a legitimate question... all things considering.
&quot;and what is the price... of your... help?&quot; he asked, his eyes moved over to Jay briefly, although they were still unseen. He waited for an answer,
or... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">After the somewhat cryptic password exchange the barman had to be seen to make a show of creating the fictional drink
Jay had asked for. The pirate had no idea what the concoction with which he was presented tasted like, and in any case, he wasn&#39;t much of a cocktail
drinker. Still though, he hated to see a drink go to waste, and so reached over the table, and with a lengthy slurp dispatched the strange looking
concoction.</span>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt shook his head.
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<br>
&quot;His looks haven&#39;t improved, by the way...&quot; he told him after a moment, he didn&#39;t buy it, but he wouldn&#39;t push of the subject. He merely
smirked, &quot;So... what&#39;s the point of this drink?&quot; he asked quietly, &quot;Cause I&#39;m about to ditch it for something safer...&quot; he said
with a wide smirk. ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Through the garnet hue of the visor Jay stared at Colton almost as if for the first time. Why had he come, after all?
It was a fair question. Jay realised that in fact it hadn&#39;t occurred to him for a second not to help the man. They were friends, of sorts, but really Jay
supposed it would be an exaggeration to say they had any real cause for loyalty to one another. But they had fought together after all, and Jay was the sort of
sentient who... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt looked at the drink for a moment, brows raised curiously... something told him that if he tapped into the Force, that would have been setting off his
danger sense like crazy... he took the drink... but didn&#39;t drink it... back to the seat Jay suggested. He then promptly dumped the drink under the table...
just a little to make it seem like he drank a bit, then set it on the table.
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<br>
&quot;Both extremes... I like it,&quot; he said, whether he was surprised or not, it didn&#39;t... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">And indeed, the pirate and his friend did have big work to do. The docking officials were the usual pair of jobsworth
petty beurocrat supplied free of charge, it seemed, to every docking port and import authority in the galaxy. Jay knew how to deal with their type, bowed and
scraped, submitted to every demand and answering every enquiry with a fullness and friendliness which could sweeten Mandalorian painkillers.</span>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt merely pulled the hood of his cloak up, letting the dark folds conceal his face in their shadows.
<br>
<br>
&quot;As long as you hide your face, it shouldn&#39;t draw any unwanted attention to us,&quot; he said, &quot;We really don&#39;t need people screaming in
horror,&quot; he teased, his lips, still unhidden, twisted upward in a grin. &quot;Come on, my friend, we got work to do now, don&#39;t we... Oh... and Jay...
Thanks... I owe ya big time now...&quot; he said simply as he stood to... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">And so the two adventurers found themselves on Ryloth, a planet which was as far from the galactic core as it was
possible to be and yet very much on the galactic map. Like so many outer rim crossroads planets Ryloth was frequented by the desperate and the villainous, and
as a result it was also a planet where Jay had friends.</span>
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<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">They landed uneventfully. The deathly... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt nodded, smirking in return.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Oh... Well, I don&#39;t even know if he has a ship anymore...&quot; he said with a smirk, &quot;Seeing how C...&quot; he paused for a moment, closing his
eyes for a second as if something painful occured to him. &quot;A friend... helped me blow up our masters&#39; ship...&quot; he said opening his eyes again.
&quot;If he&#39;s out there he may still have people loyal...&quot; another pause, he shook his head, &quot;...too scared of him to not... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">An introverted smirk was Jay&#39;s only reply. The pirate had dealt with and bested many Sith in his career. They were
opponents worthy of respect, but they were not so fearsome as to be avoided at all costs. Still, it wouldn&#39;t be prudent to march right in to a Sith base
and attempt to assassinate Colton&#39;s brother on a whim.</span>
<br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">
<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">&quot;We&#39;d be best not to... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt scowled.
<br>
<br>
&quot;He&#39;s my brother... the heat&#39;ll never be off,&quot; he told him, his finger absently tracing the scar on his cheek. &quot;He&#39;s taken
everything he could from me so far... we could let our-&quot; he paused, &quot;You&#39;re looking at this as a new adventure, aren&#39;t you?&quot; he asked,
then suddenly smiled, &quot;Well, I have the skifter, you got the cards... We could set a trap... I don&#39;t know where they are, but if we make ourselves... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 16:37:38 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">&quot;Depends on how much you know&quot; Jay said. &quot;If it were me I wouldn&#39;t wait for them to come to us.
Then it&#39;s on their terms. If you know where they are then I&#39;d think about attacking them head on, and dealing with the problem on our terms, not
theirs.&quot;</span>
<br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">
<br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">
<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">As those words hung in the air like dew drops-... ]]></description>

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			<pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 07:39:33 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt paused for a moment, he had taken the co pilot&#39;s seat. He ran a hand over his face, pausing a bit surprised as he realized he had a nice little bit of
stubble there now. &quot;I&#39;m not really good with tactics...&quot; he told him, his eyes moved toward him. &quot;And we are talking about the Sith...&quot;
he told him... he looked out the front screen again, then looked back to Jay. &quot;You have an idea...&quot; he said, not a question, a statement. ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">&quot;I&#39;ve got some leave coming up&quot; Jay said with an air of swaggering mystery. &quot;We&#39;ll just have to
see how things go&quot;.</span>
<br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">
<br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">
<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Mere minutes later the pirate had engines fired up, and was carefully navigating his ship out of the
<em>Flame&#39;s</em> docking bay. Once they were clear Jay gave the sublight... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt grinned widely, running his hand slowly over the surface of the ship...
<br>
<br>
&quot;As you saw... I travelled light,&quot; he told Jay as he boarded the ramp. &quot;Gorgeous ship here, take it you&#39;ll accompany me?&quot; he asked him.
&quot;For how long, and how far?&quot; he asked. ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Jay answered at first with a simple incline of the head. It was a gesture that meant &quot;yes&quot;, but also &quot;I
understand what you&#39;re going through&quot;. Colton didn&#39;t know for certain if Jay really had been through a similar situation, but he supposed that Jay
had suffered more than his fair share of being hunted. He was, after all, one of the most wanted men in the galaxy.</span>
<br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">
<br... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ Colt nodded.
<br>
<br>
&quot;Well, we&#39;d need a ship, supplies... weaponry... Just in case though, I... I want to work on my abilities a bit more, I barely survived my last
encounter with Deneb,&quot; he told him, &quot;Look, truth be told, Mertaal... I&#39;m lost... I need to lay low, and I don&#39;t know what, or how to go about
it...&quot; he said, &quot;I&#39;m not big on authority, you know that first hand...&quot; he said with a smirk, &quot;But... look, we&#39;re going to keep... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">&quot;At the moment&quot; Jay said, &quot;we&#39;re rendezvousing with the rest of the fleet, but from there... well
that depends on you, and what you want&quot; Jay said. It was as plain a statement as the pirate was capable of, and Colton had no reason to disbelieve him.
Jay had no intention of bringing Colton along on a raiding party, but if they were to lie low, or go after whoever was chasing Colton they&#39;d have to
prepare, and pick up a ship.... ]]></description>

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			<description><![CDATA[ He didn&#39;t really like talking via subspace...  Lacked that personal flair... And there were few people more personal than the Blue Star Pirates... so why
not send a message to their head honcho.  A friend who hadn&#39;t heard from Colton Hunter in a long time.  As a matter of fact, the man had just disappeared
to parts unknown, something about something he had to do... then again there was the rumor of his capture by a Sith vessel.  So the fact that Colt had sent Jay
a message, might have... ]]></description>

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