The Pilgrim
<Two shuttles launched,> Uldin's protocol droid squeaked. <One comes here.>
"Playing games," Quill mumbled to himself. Uldin's exit had left the throne room empty apart from Quill, the droid who was supposed to represent the Hutt's interests, and a small selection of intoxicated lowlifes. It wouldn't do for a meeting place. "With me. Uh. Stairs?"
A very large turbolift deposited him and the droid at a landing pad where James Cerensp's shuttle was just touching down. The droid tottered forward to greet the Directorate commander. Quill followed to stand behind and beside the droid.
"Playing games," Quill mumbled to himself. Uldin's exit had left the throne room empty apart from Quill, the droid who was supposed to represent the Hutt's interests, and a small selection of intoxicated lowlifes. It wouldn't do for a meeting place. "With me. Uh. Stairs?"
A very large turbolift deposited him and the droid at a landing pad where James Cerensp's shuttle was just touching down. The droid tottered forward to greet the Directorate commander. Quill followed to stand behind and beside the droid.