Another private message had been sent to @Djonas Vile from the Zyggerian Sith apprentice, Queen Satine D'nara. Where as the last one had been a more challenging proposal this one was a more seriously written one.
"It's come to my attention that a Crime Lord, Ruthu Beglon, has acquired information that both of us need. I promise you this is no trick. We must speak further about this. Here are the coordinates to my ship. Come at once."
The Zyggerian Royal ship waited on the outskirts of a planet in the neutral space between the Sith and Mandolorian territories. Satine was dressed for a more serious occasion, wearing her best robes while keeping her sabers ready on her belt. She sat in a meeting room of sorts, one with a round table holding four seats plus one at the head where she sat, and with a holographic interface above for displaying any information. As She waited for him to arrive she trailed her clwaed fingers against the arm of the chair.