The Past Unbound...

[Retane]

The two Nameks exited from the Dante's Abyss verse and entered the verse of Coruscant. They quickly shook themselves of the funny feeling and noted the guards positioned at the entrance. Dante, clad in a burlap sack, shouldered Reatus, who continued looking around at place. He had never been here before and thought it to be interesting.

The Namek, clad in grey attire, glanced at his brother shackled in loose cuffs and dressed in the itchy sack. Reatus wondered why Dante had chosen to dress in something so god awful but gave a sigh, happy it wasn't him having to do this. The young Namekian shoved his brother back, but harder, and straight towards the closest Storm Trooper. "I'm here to turn this scoundrel in!"

The Storm trooper looked at the others nearby then back to the Namekian children and laughed.

Dante grumbled, feeling his face get red, but calmed himself as he mumbled a few words. Words that would put him where he needed to be. Deep down, he really didn't want to involve his brother, but he couldn’t turn himself in, not if he was setting up something greater.

"What was that", the guard asked.

"He said 'the piccolo needed some blowing'," the Grey clad child piped up. "I'm here to turn this criminal in."

"What does that-" The storm trooper was stopped as one of his fellow guards stepped up. "I'll take it from here! We've been waiting for this one."

“So, where is my payment,” Reatus asked as the trooper grabbed his brother’s shoulder to lead him away. The white armored guard threw a piece of paper his way and the young Namekian caught it, an eager grin on his face.

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Dante reached his destination and worried for a  moment das he looked at the gates of the prison, “Fuck!”

This is something agreed and Set up for Jak Mar to get off Black List 
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