Diplomacy: Everyone has to start somewhere

[ReaperFett]

::Fett sits on the bridge of his currentley unnamed ship, and spins round on the chair. As he goes, he sees the crewman, hard at work. They numbered few, but Fett knew everyone could be trusted. As he completed a full circle, Fett puts a foot down, stopping himself looking straght at Nikit, his Jawa number two.

"Yes?" Fett asks
"We are coming up to the planet now" Nikit replies
"Excellent. Commence the drop from hyperspace"

The Jawa nods, and walks to another crewman. Moments later, the lines slowly turn into stars.

This should be fun...::

[ReaperFett]

::As the ship leaves hyperspace, the message light immediately lights up. Getting up, Fett walks to the comm-section, and picks up the transmitter.

"Defenses, this is Welcome Wagon. code transmitting"

a few moments later, Fett got a reply

"Affirmative Welcome Wagon. Please go to coordinates twenty, sixteen niner, and await are further clearance"

Fett smiled, and sat back down::

[ReaperFett]

::The ship gets to the waypoint, and Fett heads for his personal ship, the YT-2000 ship, The Chainsaw. Taking only his faithful droid Nacho with him, Fett desends on the planet::

[ReaperFett]

::Fett steps off the landing ramp, and takes a deep breath of fresh air. it had been the first he had tasted in at least two weeks. Looking down the ramp. He saw a welcoming comitee waiting. five people in expensive clothing, flanked by armed guards. Smiling, Fett walks up to the man at the front, and bows.

"President Neya"
"Emmisery ReaperFett. It is a honour to see you again. Wlsome to Pantolumin"::

[ReaperFett]

::Sighing, Fett sat in a chair in the Pantolomin council room. He had been here for so long, and this was the first time that they were to meet. The room was already full of the various dignetaries. One turns to the Jedi Master

"So, please explain yourself"::