You lure them to a trap

Knowing the pirate’s general nature and their ship’s whereabouts, it is not exactly difficult to contact them, and arrange a meeting in order to exchange the spice for a starmap of the sector and some good spots where you could find some valuables.

Couple hours later, the meeting is already about to take place, organized at one of the barren moons next to the asteroid belt, with a barely breathable atmosphere, at the center of a crater where the both of you could conduct some business without anyone observing it.

Your plan is simple: you would say that the spice is in cargohold, and their men can only take it once you have the starmap and the data. Then two of their men would go in for the spice, accompanied by Mission, who lures them to a gas mine, and kills them; conveniently getting the biggest gun she could find, and holding the rest of the crew at gunpoint while you are still chitchatting about stuff.

Isn’t that a brilliant plan alright?

“We could definitely use some energy shields,” Mission adds at the midst of the preparations.

“Well, we used T3-M4 to store some of them for us, but Carl took it the last time he was here because they need it's experience from hacking all the stuff back in the day,” you answer. “And yeah... We just just forgot they were there.”

“That, and the simple fact that we Jedi have no need for those things,” Bastila adds.

“Yeah, but it couldn’t hurt,” Mission says.

“Where is yours by the way?” you frown.

“I’m making my own company. I need the money, remember!” she answers.

“Yeah, but it couldn’t hurt, right?” Bastila asks.

“Screw you!” she darts.

After your conversation, it only takes twenty additional minutes for the pirates to land with their rusty frigate, and the negotiations can finally take place. At the start, as the first four men walk down the docking ramp, you are hopeful, however additional thirteen guys emerge behind them then, and suddenly you find yourself with the notion that this is might not have been the best idea. No: you correct yourself, this was probably the worst idea ever.

“Captain Denek Taz,” a large man says as he steps in front of you, extending his hand towards you.

“Captain Venx Doren,” you answer with a random name. It is only then when you have the courage to look over the man: nearly two meters tall, bald, tattooed, muscular, wearing a ragged jacket and trousers. Yupp, he is one scary man alright. And you want to him down without the ****.

“So, you get the data disks, and then two of my men are allowed to go in, and take the spice out,” Denek summarizes what was discussed in the comm. “That is how you want to play it?”

“Yeah,” you nod.

“Four of my men,” Denek says.

For a moment, you want to protest, but the man is terrifying, and you know he wouldn't back down. Besides: Mission is resourceful!

“Okay,” you nod.

Denek hands you a pair of holo-disks from his pocket, then he gives a nod to four of his men who already gathered for the job, and they begin to escort Mission to the cargohold.

You expect this could take a while, so you start making up some chit-chat topics in your head - perhaps you could talk about the weather? -, but it only takes about ten seconds, and they are already back, grabbing Mission from the back and pointing a gun to her head.

“Sorry, ladies: the deal is off,” Denek says, and all of his men start pointing their guns towards you.

You and Bastila exchange a glance. You couldn’t lose this easily? Could you?

“Hands up, darlings,” Denek says.