A haze of smoke filled the inside of the YT-2400 <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Felonious<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->. The ship was docked in Hanger Bay A at The Solo Syndicate headquarters, but still Jamo sat in it. He was currently in the 'lounge' area, and had his feet up on the table infront of him, whilst head head hung backwards. Quite obviously, he was either drunk or stoned. On his lap, a pile of read outs were rested. Each detailed what had been going on in the galaxy, though some were personal messages to Jakatta. One such personal message read as follows:

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Dear friend,

You are cordially invited to attend the celebration of Zagga the Hutts birthday at the Zahr'kral mansion on Nar Shadaa in exactly four days time.

There is no need to bring gifts of any kind, your presence there is thanks enough.

Yours sincerely,
Zuoth Kar, assisant to Zagga.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Aftering having read over the letter, Jamo wondered - even in his intoxication - why the hell Zagga wanted to see him. He reckoned it had only been about 7 months sinced he'd screwed the hutt over by not completely a run. The gellatinous blob had sent him a strongly worded letter about how "if he ever caught the scrawny little twerp in his territory agian, he'd kill him".

Maybe he'd changed?

Jamo doubted it. But still, it would be good to be in contact with the slug again; he'd been a valuable business contact in his time, and not having him as a middle man between many sectors and J. Corp. was one of the reasons why the company died in the first place. Maybe it was time that the two old aqquaintances made up.

Maybe not.

Either way, who was he to turn down a free invite to alcohol. With a hiccup, he leant against the console infront of him ... and collapsed. Looked like he'd have to tell the others <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> later<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->.

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Knock knock knock...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

"Enter."

"Miss Jai...?"

"Yes, Miranda...what is it? I'm busy right now and I d--"

"It's Zuoth Kar, Ma'am."

"<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> What!?<!--EZCODE BOLD END--> Why..uh...well...send him in!"

"Of course, Ma'am...he's right here."

The receptionist scurried out of Jaina Corellia Han Solo Darklighter's office and could be heard talking to someone who responded in a masculine tone. Jai, however, was busy straightening herself up and arranging the things on her desk and in her office neatly. Then he walked in...

Zuoth Kar, a Twi'lek male, personal assistant to Zagga the Hutt. He was an imposeing figure...espically to a young smuggler who'd tangled with him before---on bad terms.

"Zuoth! Well well...what a pleasent surprize!"

"Save your sweet talk, Solo."

Jai rolled her eyes...<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Arsehole, as always.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, she thought.
"Well, what brings you to TSS, old friend?"

"I have brought a personal messge from his emminence, Zagga." He handed her a dataslip with the following on it:

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Dear Mrs. Darklighter,

You are cordially invited to attend the celebration of my birthday at the Zahr'kral mansion on Nar Shadaa in exactly four days time.

There is no need to bring gifts of any kind, your presence there is thanks enough.

Yours In Crime,
Zagga.<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->

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After the Twi'lek left, Jai paced back and forth in her office, puzzled by the letter the Hutt had sent...<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> and sent by his personal aide no less<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->!!!

What was Zagga up to? Was it a joke? A trick? An evil plan? Zagga and Jai were never the best of buddies...not since she escpaed slavery from him back when she was seventeen. Then it hit her...Jamo wasn't on good terms with the Hutt either. Maybe he'd know what was going on...

Wtih that, Jai scooped up the dataslip and walked out of her office and down the hall. Once downstairs and barked orders at Miranda, "Kid? Listen up. Hold my calls. Cancel all my appointments and rescheduale for later on. I'll be back later."

"B...b-but Mrs. Darklig--"

"No 'buts'...just do it."

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<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Later on...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
Jai had made her way to the YT-2400 <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Felonious<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> in search of Jamo. She had scoured the bars and drug palaces, makeing the YT-2400 the last place she'd expect him to be...

She walked in and rolled her eyes at the sight before her.
"Oh Jamo...", she sighed. She walked over to him and pushed him back up into a sitting position.

She slapped him hard across the face to wake him up from his drunken state, "Jakatta!? Hey, Jakatta!!!"

Tec was new to TSS, but he already knew his way around well. He was tinkering with hi YT-1300 when he heard a yell from Jai, his new "boss", somewhere in the hangar.

He dropped what he was doing, and walked to where he had heard her voice, which he had only heard because he had been holding the Force, and when he came to the place it had come from, he saw that she was on a YT-2400 named Fellonius (sp?). He had seen it land earlier, but didn't know to whom it belonged.

He walked quietly up the ramp and said to Jai when he saw her slapping a man, one that was obviously drunk, "Mistress Jaina, may I ask what you are doing here? And may I ask what that paper is that has just slipped out of your pocket with writing on it?"

"Oh...hello Tec. What am I doing here? Trying to wake up the highly intoxicated Mr. Jakatta...and that paper is one of two things: an invite to a party or an invite to all of our funerals."

She hit Jakatta hard agian, whom only moaned in reply.
"Jakatta! Frell it all, Man! Wake up!"

To which Jamo only replied by grabbing her around her waist, pulling her into his lap, and mumbling some pick-up line in slurred dialect.

Jai rolled her eyes, crossed her arms over her chest, and scoffed..."Jakatta, I'm going to loose my temper one day....I'm just going to haul off and slug you one day...and maybe then, <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> maybe<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->, you'll regret all of this."

She turned and looked over her shoulder at him, "What do you have to say for yourself?"

Jakatta looked drunkenly thoughtful for a moment before stateing something about Jai's 'sweet ass' and then passing out agian.

"Ugh...Men."

After a minute or drunken slurring and general laddish behaviour, Jamo sparked back into reality. Immeadiately, his head thumped. The effects of the drink he had been partaking in did not last long, but damn, they gave one hell of a migraine. He blinked, noticing that Jai was sitting on him. Wondering just <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> what<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> he'd done whilst drunk, he grinned a bit.

"Hey ther-"

He cut himself short on noticing the man standing to the left.

"Err... 'ello mate,"

Hurridly, he ushered Jai off of him and got to his feet, shaking his head with a grimace. That frelling drink.

"Er right then ... what?"

He caught sight of the paper in Jai's hand and remembered hearing the word 'invite' during his intoxication. Obviously Jai had received something similiar to him ... either that or she was gonna be partying soon.

"Oh right yeah ... I see you got the call too," he said with a lazy smile, "I'm guessing we are in deep kriff, cos knowing Zagga he ain't a man to kiss and make up,"

The thought of being kissed by a Hutt momentarily sickened Jamo, and caused him to visibly shudder.

"... You think we should check it out? Either way I figure someone is gonna be trying to aim a gun at our heads."

Jai thought it over a second..."True."

"If we don't go, Zagga will have our heads on silver platters...if we do go, it might be a trap. Ya know, Jamo, I'd rather go...and just see.....than not, and end up in deeper kriff. What d'ya say?"

"I wouldn't want to pass up an oppertunity like this, Jai ... I saw we go for it."

He grinned and nodded.

"We'll need to do quite a bit of preparing, I don't think your little gang," he gestured towards Tec, "Are prepared for Zagga and his mob. They are gonna need some training ..."

He paused and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Nar Shadaa ... hmm."

It would be good and bad to be there again, but he found himself lookin forward to it. He lived for the danger really, so this type of thing was right up this street.

"Well...Cairo and Owen are off doing a smuggleing run anyways...Ben and Tec are just mechanics, so I wouldn't want to endanger them by toteing them along anyways...but EJ can come. Decker ought to come too. That'll make four of us, and that's plenty."

She then turned to Tec, "Kid, do me a favor and go tell EJ what's going on and to report to me ASAP---dressed up, packed, and ready to go."

"You can tell Jack, right?", she asked Jamo.

Tec looked back and forth between Jai and Jakatta very indignantly.

"For your information, I am not just a mechanic, and you dam well know it Jai. A Jedi can be a mechanic if they want, but they are always a Jedi. I'm coming, even if I have to follow in my own ship."

"Now, I know you're the boss, but I have to go against your decision on that part. Still want me to go and get Jade, or you wanna tell me I'm not a part of TSS anymore?"

Jai smiled at Jakatta, who smiled back...she gave him and winked and then looked at Tec as she said, "Told ya so, Jamo...the boy's got spunk. Care to take him along now?"

Jakatta rolled his eyes and scoffed, "Sure sure. Whatever, Jai." With that he walked up to the cockpit, grumbleing about Jai and her 'frelling bets'.

Jaina walked over to Tec and put her arm around his shoulders. They walked out of Jamo's ship and back outside..."Don't be sore with me, Fireheart. I've heard through Cairo about your ways, so I knew you'd be fine to bring along...but Jamo needed a bit of convinceing. That's just how he is."

"Now, you go get dressed. Ya know, enough for a formal party...and go tell EJ to do the same. Pack enough for a night's stay or two. Report back here in 4 hours. Ok?"