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-Unknown regions-

The Yuuzhan Vong warship loomed out of the nebula. The small shuttle stealthily attached to the ship's hull.

Vestara, Starkiller, and Beauhunt were in one of the prison cells, and were expecting to soon be given their daily period on The Way of Pain. Then, an explosion blew in the door. "Well, I see we have three prisoners in here. They're not the ones we're looking for though." Said Arahad. "Indeed. Excuse me, young lady, but what is yours and your friend's names?" Asked Sauron. Vestara was pretty suprised by that. Had her master just made a joke?

The group snuck through the maze of passages, until they reached the hangar.

-Transitory Mists-

"Why are we here?" Asked Beauhunt. "Because, me and Sakern have deduced that of all the factions in the galaxy, the Hapan Consortium would be the easiest to take over with our present resources." Said Arahad. "How is that?" Asked Sauron. The Sith was rather confused. The Hapan Consortium hadn't even existed as a faction when he had been frozen in Carbonite thousands of years ago. "Easy. As anybody with even a passing knowledge of the Consortium knows that within it's worlds, men are, at best, second-class citizens. My plan is to incite a mass revolution of the Hapan males, but only after killing as many Duchas as we can before the Consortium catches on to the fact that the assassination of the Duchas and is much, much, more, than the usual backstabbing Hapan politics. After that, we kill the Queen Mother herself." Said Arahad. "This plan is all well and good, but how do you suggest we get close to the Queen Mother and Duchas?" Asked Vestara. "That's where you come in, Ves'ika. As Arahad said, at best, men are second-class citizens in the Consortium. At worst, they are slaves." Said Sakern. Vestara thought she knew where this was going, and didn't mind getting to boss around Sauron and Arahad instead of the other way around. Her suspicion was confirmed when Arahad continued to explain the plan. "The idea is, we men disguise ourselves as your slaves, all the naturally born ones, and one or two of the cloned Mando'ade, and you will play the role of a wealthy eighteen year old heiress. The disguises should be sufficient to conceal weapons. You have to get rid of those black face swirl things you put on for the duration of the trick, though. Hapan women don't usually wear makeup that extravagant." Said Arahad. "Sounds good. Do you have the disguises ready yet?" Asked Vestara. "Right this way." Said Arahad.

After they all  got the feel of their clothes, Sakern sat next to Ordo. "I feel naked." Said Ordo. "I guess that happens when you spend so much of your time in battle armor." Said Sakern, not really paying attention. When Vestara had come out, he'd mentally remarked that she looked stunning. Then he'd realized that guessing by the look on Ves's face when he'd thought that that she had sensed it through the force. Which of course made him embarrassed.