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Darth Nethis smiled and replied "The name is Ordo. And I thank you kindly for your assistance."
With a gracious nod, Nethis escorted the Twi'lek out of the cantina and into the busy streets of Coruscant.

"Ordo," said Don Shem nervously, "why did you need to talk to me again?"

"Rest assured it will be well worth your while. I have a very influential business partner that will pay handsomely for your services, Don Shem."

"How do you know my name," asked Don Shem, slightly bewildered.

The two figures worked their way through the crowded streets, with Darth Nethis subtly guiding his subject along. As they turned a corner into the alley where HK was waiting, Nethis responded: "Your talents and skills are well known among certain elements of society. My associate and I would like to employ your particular.... talents.... for an upcoming endeavor."

"That, uh, sounds interesting," whimpered Don Shem, trembling slightly.

"It will be a venture you won't forget, I assure you. The reward will be quite worth your effort."

HK-50 strode forth from the shadows to meet them.

"Salutation: Greetings, master. Is this the meat... Correction: business associate you mentioned?"

Nethis nodded and before Don Shem could react, HK-50 had incapacitated the Twi'lek with a stun ray from his blaster. Nethis caught Shem's body before it could hit the ground and the two of them guided the unconscious quarry to a waiting transport pod.

Flicking on his transmitter, Nethis confirmed that the subject had been acquired.

"Master, Don Shem is now ours. We are on route to the agreed-upon delivery point."

With that, they piled into the small Lev-2 transport unit and worked their way into the busy flow of city traffic.

As they sped along, Darth Nethis's appearance began to change, his Zabrak horns and facial features gradually faded as the smooth gray Shi'ido skin and asymmetrical facial features began to emerge.

"Statement: It never ceases to amaze me how other meatbags are deceived by your skills," said HK.

Nethis smiled a crooked and leering smile, pleased with himself.

"Yes. It has its uses."