Star Wars: Ressurection of Hope

Old Friends...

Drax entered the casino floor and gazed around casually. The tournament didn’t start for another twenty four hours, but he wanted to get a handle on the lay out. That and he had heard that an old friend of his was working here.

Drax looked up at one of the several cameras that had fixated on him and smiled. Reaching into his pocket he produced a small datachip. Dropping it onto the floor he turned and made his way to the registration booth.


As he sat alone in his hotel room, Drax shuffled his Sabacc deck. He hadn’t played in awhile, but he wasn’t too concerned about that. He’d be ready.

A buzz at the door interrupted his shuffling. “Come in.” He said into the comm-unit. The door wooshed open and a rather dishevled bothan hurried inside. “Gresik!” Drax said grinning from ear to ear. Drax hopped up from his chair and embraced his long lost friend.

“They… They told me you were dead!” Gresik muttered.

“Heh heh. Reports of my demise have been mistaken.” Drax chuckled.

“You look so different!” Gresik said rubbing Drax’s now blond hair. “Where have you been? How did you survive the explosion?”

Drax held his hand up to signal his friend to allow him to speak. “It’s a long story. One I really want to share with you, but I don’t have much time.” Drax put his hand on Gresik’s shoulder. “I need your help, old friend.” He said with a now serious tone.

Gresik hesitated. “Look Draxy, I’ve cleaned up… Gone straight. After we got busted, They gave me a second chance. I work for Lobot now. LOBOT!” He repeated the name for emphasis. “If he even catches wind that i’ve been talking to you, they’ll toss me overboard!”

Drax nodded. “I understand, brother. And I wouldn’t have come to you, if there were some other way…” Drax hesitated to contue, until Gresik nodded his head signaling his willingness to hear his old friend out. “I’m working for the Rebellion, now.” He stated bluntly. “As you know i’ve entered the tournament. There is someone of great importance participating in the tournament. Someone that I need to find. His name is Lesan Dos. I don’t know what he looks like, yet but when I do, I’ll need someone with eyes on the casino floor keeping tabs on him. This would be were you come in. With you running the security cameras, you would not only be able to track his movement, but could also make sure my associates and myself stay inconspicous to and holovid surveilance.”

Gresik sat with a dumbfounded look on his face. “I don’t know Draxy… I’ll have to think about this. Like I said, if I get caught, it’s over for me.”

Drax nodded. “I understand, brother. I have someone scouting for Dos as we speak. I should know what he looks like withing the hour.” (If Teresa is able to locate him.) “I’ll need to know if your in as soon as possible.”

Gresik nodded and stood up to leave. “I’ll think about it.” He said.

“There’s one more favor I have to ask of you.” Drax stood up.

“Sure what is it?” Gresik asked.

“The room across from this one. There is some data on a computer terminal in it. I need to get that information before the tenant returns. Crash here can help, but he’s not got enough juice to do it alone. Can you help me out? For old times sake?” Drax asked.


Chanfan Doubledeuce

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