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"Of course, Master Lando," the droid said, a hint of defensiveness in
his tone. "I am programmed to conduct myself in a dignified manner at
all times. Why, it's one of the fundamental principles of etiquette
and protocol--" "Right," Lando said, cutting him short. "Just get to
it. We have no idea how much time we have. Use the secondary comm
channel so Lobot and I can still hear each other."

"Very well, Master Lando," Threepio said, then seemingly fell silent.

"Lobot, you have access to Attoo's event log?"

"Yes, Lando."

"See if you can figure out our new heading from his gyro and
accelerometer readings leading up to the jump.

Maybe that, plus Artoo's astrographic database, can tell us something
about how much time we have--" New Republic ferret IX-26 came out of
hyperspace close enough to its destination for the planet to fill most
of the forward viewscreen.

"Check the coordinates," Kroddok Stopa ordered, frowning. "Absolute
reference."

"The astrogator says forty-four, one-niner-six, two-one-oh."

The pilot spun the index wheel on the ship's log with a swipe of his
palm. "Yeah, that's what you gave me."

"Those numbers came directly from the Third General Survey." Stopa
pointed at the astrogation display.

"But if I'm reading your board correctly, it says that this planet is
Maltha Obex. That's a Tobek name."

The pilot cocked his head toward the astrogator.

"Maltha Obex, that's right."

Stopa, expedition chief for the Obroan Institute's mission to Qella,
shook his head as he studied the data coming in from IX-26's sensors.

"My stars. What happened here?"

Glancing up at the viewscreen, the pilot said, "Why, what d'ya mean?

Looks just like ten thousand other iceballs."

Josala Krenn, the other half of the Obroan expedition, moved forward
from her station. "That's just it.