Ask Plot Aboard the Beast

[Marissa Hesse]

All she could offer was a few potshots here and there to try and keep the FWA operators pinned down while the two gunslingers squared off with them. She was too taken keeping an eye out behind them to make sure they weren't caught with their backs to the wall.

Marissa glanced over Geena's wound. It was nasty, it was true, any bolt was, but if they could get her on the ship she'd heal up good and well if they made it out of here. And, taking one last look back behind her, it seemed as if they would. Supporting Geena on her shoulder, she made her way up through the docking bay toward the secured ship, the injured rodian limping alongside. In the corner of her eye she could spy Karn's nasty work on the last operator, a sight she was equally thankful to miss. And spying Preef nearby, it seemed he was too,

"She'll be alright" she said, nodding to his sister "let's start this thing up, I'll try and find some dressings for her onboard" she offered hopefully to her friend. There were bad days and good days, and this seemed to have a little of both so far. But a quick exit would make sure it was the latter,

"Mallek!" she called back down the boarding ramp, laying Geena down "We're getting out of here!" the Quarren dropped the body of the man he still held, a satisfied grunt following before he looked up at her. He bore no smile, but simply nodded, his rage settled if but for a moment, and strode aboard.

One last flight to make.

@Ecclessey

 

[Preef Callo]

The moment the four of them were inside Preef closed the ramp and it wasn't a second too soon. Just as Marissa and Mallek would make their way to the cockpit and ready the ship for departure, the hangar doors were breached and a dozen FWA-operators rushed inside only to see they were too late. There was no way they could stop that ship with just their blasters and getting the ramp lowered before the ship propelled itself into the endless black of space was a fool's errant. Preef, who was actually unaware of the operators having arrived at the scene, made his way over to his sister and smiled at her apologetically, "Sorry you got shot," he said, but Geena waved the sentiment towards the ship's exit, "Thanks, for breaking me out."

"That's right," the younger rodian suddenly exclaimed as he holstered his pistol and gave his sister a closer look, "How did you get in here in the-" he was interrupted by the voice of Mallek Karn coming through the intercom, "Hold on to something, gonna be a bit bumpy until we get enough distance to engage the hyperdrive." Looking around, Preef realized he didn't have somewhere to hold on to where he stood and would have to once again postpone getting an answer, something Geena didn't looked the least apologetic about. "There's plenty of time between here and Shaddaa, we'll talk."

Preef nodded and made his way to the corridor that lead to the cockpit, for that's where the extra seats with seatbelts were located and strapped himself in. Mallek was piloting and he had the same style in flying as he had in fighting, taking no half measures and never beating around the bush. The ride was.. rocky.. to say the least, but forty seconds later they jumped to hyperspeed with a destination familiar to all four of them...

Nar Shaddaa

/end thread

@Nightfall