Ugh beeped at Tycho indicating that all repairs where done. It had been about an hour since the incident with the squints and he was still a little hesitant about the whole situation. Tycho made sure to keep sensors trained on the lone Z-95 and watched as it limped back to the surface of Tralus. The cargo hauler that had dumped the TIE Interceptors sat motionless where it had been. Sensor readings had confirmed that it had been under slave control from one of the squints. Now it simply floated abandoned in space.

Tycho began his run to the planets surface where Ugh had picked up a transponder signal that was known to be used by the Pulsar Skate every now and again. Tycho wondered if Mirax was making one of her usual cargo runs but the incident with the squints left him worried that there may be more than meets the eye going on down there.

Morning was just beginning to break on the dark side of Tralus as Tycho maneuvered the shuttle down onto a rental dock just a few miles south of the dock that he figured the Skate was using. He wanted to keep a low profile and not get involved in any Republic operations but the dreams he had been having drove him. He knew his friends were in trouble and that they were unprepared for what faced them. He didn't know how he knew. He felt the unknown figure in his dream had something to do with it, but why was unclear to him.

The Lambda Class Shuttle set down and the ramp extended as a Corellian Port Authority Droid came to greet the new arrival. Tycho, in civilian attire and a long hooded brown robe, strode down the ramp. Ugh stayed on board and retracted the ramp as soon as Tycho had cleared it. Tycho paused in front of the droid. The tall, anti-blaster armor encrusted, 501-Z droid bent down to look curiously at Tycho as it held out a metal fingered hand.

"IDENTIFICATION AND REASON FOR ARRIVAL, PLEASE." Came the droids flat metallic voice in an unemotional form of Basic.

Tycho handed the droid the sliced datacard documents as he told the droid he was visiting for entertainment. The droid looked over the documents and waited for confirmation from his controller system. When the documents raised no red flags in the Corellian Central Security Computer and transmitted an all clear signal back to the 501-Z, it handed Tycho back his documents and walked off. Tycho tucked the datacards back in pocket and proceeded from the spaceport. He caught a Robo-Hack outside and checked in at the nearest hotel.

Tycho entered his room and keyed the door locked behind him. The room was average for those found in the core worlds but offered amenities Tycho had not had for many days, such as a soft bed. He tossed his robe off and onto a chair. Tycho surveyed the room and looked out onto the busy street scene below as he doffed his belt and holster. He took his DL-44 out of the holster, made sure the safety was off and tucked it neatly under the pillow on the bed. He decided he might try for some sleep before going out. He knew the dream would most likely come back, but this time he hoped it may contain more information. Tycho kicked off his boots and lay on the bed, one hand under his pillow. His eyes closed and sleep took him quickly.

Out in the hall a few children ran and laughed through the halls as they posted Holos on all the doors to the rooms about a new Corellian Circus show that would be showing soon.

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