Recalling the Guild: Chir'daki

[Darven]

Corellian Space, two days after Empress Tarkin's coronation ceremony


En route to his destination - the exact midpoint of the distance between Selonia and Drall - the Mandalorian was skimming the news for anything worthy of his interest while waiting for the results of his system's searches. He was using the time in subspace to run a holonet search for anything on the De'Ville woman, but she was proving an elusive one.

Which was why he was now headed for that shabla dead-space in the middle of nowhere. No one in their right mind would have picked a place like that - except for this one man. If anything could be ascribed to him, then it was the ability to irritate and confuse.

He actually quite liked him.

Chir'daki - human inspite of his Twi'leki name - had once been a bountyhunter like himself before settling down and becoming one of Black Sun's lieutenants. A few years ago Darven'd been hired by them to bring in an ex-employee of theirs - Chir'daki's own predecessor, in fact - and the oddly named man had been his contact inside. They'd stayed in touch afterwards; every now and then the other man had passed him news of some bounty before it was released publicly, giving him an advantage over his colleagues.

Apart from his current interest in the bounty on the De'Ville woman, he was going to inform him of the newly reformed guild. Black Sun was as problematic to start with as any other big client, but they'd all see the point in it once things got on their way.

Another two hours to kill. And the search protocols kept on running.