How to Win Friends and Pirate the Pirates, part 1

[Dusti Streebek]

Spoiler: Plot Thread #1

Three of the characters individually arrive at an escape pod and find one of the other characters unconscious. The first thread in this plot is to resuscitate them and have the characters meet. At the end of the thread, pirates appear and attack the ships.

“Outta all of the jobs in the universe… outta all of Dadda’s couriers, Coba sends me on *bleepin’* animal detail.” Dusti complained to her lack of co-pilot, aka Nobody. She could hear all of those random critters, ranging from small and pet-sized to beasts of burden, in the cargo hold screeching and roaring and… farting. Ew, the stench of it! She was beginning to ponder the idea of a better ventilation system. But for some crack-addled reason those slimy slugs from Nal Hutta wanted these things shipped off to Mandalore, and she had a job to do. No matter… the bottle of Corillian whisky she had tucked in the compartment next to her was calling to her for another guzzle. It would have to do for now. She was nowhere close to her party scene back on Corellia… back in her city.

Ah, Coronet City, that run-down urban *bleep*-pile she called home. How she was missing the raucous uproars and the smell of the engine grease and the wild races on the road. Parties… dodging local authorities… that was the life for her, not this humdrum traveling animal farm putting along in the middle of nowhere.

After about four gulps from the bottle and a wipe of the nose on her arm she felt a little better. She had only punched two numbers of the coordinates into the hyperdrive computer when a red light flashed on her panel. “Oh look! A distress call, darlings! A good time awaits me!” she announced sarcastically. She probably would have ignored the signal if it wasn’t company policy to respond to such things… you know, in case it was another company freighter, not because of any altruism or anything. She typed in her new coordinates and turned the controls to head in that general direction. A random bluurg in the back announced his need for sustenance with a “Rhowowowlll!!!”

“You’ll eat when you get there, ya lummox!” she yelled back at him. Then she muttered, “*Bleepin’* thing, how often do ya gotta eat, anyway?” She powered up her jets a bit more for extra speed. Whoever this was, they were pretty damn lucky that Dusti hadn’t gone into hyperdrive yet. The bluurg complained again about his situation. “SHADDAP!!!” she hollered. Damn cattle. She was getting sorely tempted to use her oxygen mask, just for some fresh air.

There was a speck off in the distance, which she could only assume was the source of the signal. She cooled her thrusters a bit to slow down as it came into view. An escape pod… she observed, …that’s not a good sign. Not. At. All. *Bleeeeeeeeeeep…* A launched escape pod usually meant trouble, as it meant that someone was in a huge rush to leave their ship. Given the past experiences of other couriers in the business and her general vicinity, there was one probability that she dreaded above all others…

Pirates.

Ugh… that’ll be the last thing I need.

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[Aadya Drast]

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Cruising along the outer rim had recently become somewhat of a hobby for Aadya. The silence was nice, gave her time to think, or to not think. Not thinking was something she was doing right now, for instance. It was hard to turn off your brain when surrounded by everything you wanted to forget about.

The death of Aadya's boyfriend just a couple weeks prior still had her reeling a bit, despite her every and best effort to stuff the feelings down so far that they couldn't be felt anymore. Aadya was pretty sure she was probably going to get an ulcer or some shit, or it would fester quietly as a mental illness that would send her careening off the deep end in a couple years when she hit the dirty thirty.

Her not-think was going so particularly well at the moment that she barely even noticed the sudden blipping coming across her sensors, or maybe it was just the ideal mix of spice and liquor that was currently casting her brain in a mild haze. Either way, when she finally did notice, Aadya figured it would be best to at least go down and see what was going on. There could be someone down there who needed help.. or they were already dead. They were probably already dead.

Aadya didn't waste any time in landing near the apparent escape pod, though she did notice another ship hanging around that hadn't yet landed. Probably another good Samaritan trying to decide if it was some kind of trap and whether or not it was worth the risk of landing.

Aadya didn't really care either way. She'd been in more than her fair share of scraps the past month or so with everything from a body building Neimoidian to a literal giant pregnant spider queen. Whatever was down there, she could handle... or at least if she couldn't, she could call Zandrali and Zandrali could help her handle it.

Approaching the escape pod, Aadya stayed wary despite her curiousity piquing. She decided to keep her distance for now, and called out towards it. "Uh.. hello? Anybody home in there?"

Hopefully the ship still floating above didn't see an opportunity for some easy salvage and blow her ass up.

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[Brent Fury Drast]

Brent wondered where his shirt was. His bare feet padding on the cold deck of the ship as his personal entertainment droid followed his half naked body around. It continued to flash strobe lights in the dimly lit ship while blasting music. His and hands danced from compartment to compartment of his private XS-100.

"Sir..." the voice of the pilot droid called but was not doing a good job at penetrating the music that would probably give him hearing damage later in life. Picking up a shirt on the ground he untangled it from the bra. He was pretty sure the shirt was a size too small and was woman's. It would probably just show off his defined muscles or make him look like a hover skating Thotti McHawty. Brent would keep it in hand until he found something better.

"Sir Drast...." the voice came in. Furrowing his brow the padawan wondered why his name would come in on the tunes of his music. Then again Drast was a big name that had been around for awhile so a song having a voice line only made sense. There was a line of party left overs from the past day. Checking his wrist chrono he wondered what time it would be on the last planet he had left. Then he realized that nearly three days had passed, not just a couple of hours. Well, that explained a lot.

"Master Fury!" The droid said over the inner ship communication system. Brent booped the PEA to make it lower its volume while he shouted back. "WHAT, gawd you don't have to yell!" knowing full well his response would have probably inflamed any organic pilot's emotions.

"We have a distress signal on the scanners." A few moments would pass as the Drast made it back to his quarters that was in shambles after the party streak. Grabbing a half consumed beer he finished it off and then found a plain black t shirt that did not have any stains, nor smelled particularly bad. He had probably washed it a few days back and had just never hung it up or folded it.

"Sir...." The droid said reminding the man of what it had just informed him. "yeah...ye- yeah. Let's be nice or whatever and help out some random peeps. Jedi way yadda yadda." The hangover had been survived. The trick to dealing with one was to just slowly come down from it and it helped to have force powers that detoxified the body with some effort.

"You think they'll be any cute girls there. Like a Gillian's Isles sort of situation?" Grabbing a cup of cafe from the ships kitchen he pondered out loud. Actually he did not even know where in the galaxy they were at the moment. Brent blew on the room temperature beverage realizing that it was not heated and left over from a day ago only after he drank it. His face wrinkled slightly but then he shrugged and drank it anyways.

Peering out of the cockpit Brent saw the grouping of ships around the source of the distress signal. "hmm, maybe it will be a party." Cracking the joints in his neck he went to grab his normal gear at a leisurely pace. Eventually he would descend from the ship's loading ramp and see feminine figure by the escape pod. "Hey there. How you doin?" His usual charming smile curling to one side. Even as he stood there his PEA was softly continuing to play the music from earlier. He must have forgotten to take it off repeat but Brent was happy with how it was right now. who knew there would be such a cutie out in a place like this?

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[Eithni Vala Stark]

Being unconscious is never a fun experience, of course, Eithni wouldn't know it right away as she was indeed unconscious and has been for maybe an hour or more? One thing was certain, she had the weirdest dream ever. She was flying through space, meeting an asteroid with a top hat and moustache, who she called Mr Roid. Then the dream would twist and switch location and she was running from a bunch of shadows taking the form of all kinds of horrid beings, only to be defeated by posh speaking rancors riding capital ships as if they were going to war.

The sudden sound of a distant voice started to crumble the dream and everything started to turn black and stayed pitch black as the voice kept repeating itself. Everything started to feel cold and she felt like drowning and that's when Eithni woke, releasing a breath she didn't know she held. "Where am I? My things!" Exclaimed Eithni in a panic and turned around on the floor of the escape pod. All her weapons and personal belongings were scattered around her on the floor as she quickly started to grab her stuff from the floor. Eithni didn't even notice people outside the escape pod as she had her back to the door.

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[Dusti Streebek]

Dusti’s ship putted along toward the pod cautiously until her sensors began to signal the approach of several more ships. Aw, banthacrap. There’s two of them! she fretted. Okay, calm your bitties, Dusti. They don’t look like pirates, so they’re probably responding just like you are. All the same, though, better be sure.

Flicking on her radio, she could hear arrival number two… a female, evidently… already calling to the pod. “Uh.. hello? Anybody home in there?” Thinking that she better make herself known, Dusti signaled the pod as well as the other two ships, speaking in a voice meant to be a mock-up of a captain on an interplanetary public transport ship. “Uhhh… hi there folks. This is uhhhhhh…Dusti, captain of the S.S. Bessie from the Streebek Courier Corps. Uhhhhh… before I go in pickin’ up strays I just wanna know if any of you are planning on any ship-raiding, ‘cause you ain’t gonna find anything here but the whole *bleepin’* galactic animal kingdom. Uhhhhh… now if annoying smelly bluurgs and sheffi’s are your bread and butter then you may find cause to storm my cargo hold buuuuuuut I doubt it would be worth your while.” Just as she finished talking, the bluurg rowled and gnarled loud enough to be picked up over the air. “You know what? I don’t give a *bleep* if you’re pirates or not. Please, pretend you are and take the bluurg,” she tacked on to the end of her message.

Now to find out what sort of pilots I’m dealing with, she mused as she approached the pod. She watched the ships attentively, with her hand ready to activate deflectors if need be.

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[Aadya Drast]

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Apparently responding to random distress beacons was the new galactic pastime in this neck of the woods. At least the most recent addition to the scenario had actually gotten out of his ship and was introducing himself in person. Of course, he was already seemingly hitting on Aadya, which may have caused her to roll her eyes so far into the back of her skull she wasn't sure whether or not they were going to come back.

"Doing just fine," She said dryly, raising an eyebrow at the man's PEA. Aadya never really understood the draw of those things but she'd learned to ignore them mostly due to Zandrali. "Not so sure about whoever might be in there though."

When the person still up in the air started squawking over their radio, Aadya looked up and gave them a thumbs up. She wasn't really sure what in the name of the force they were talking about, but maybe a thumbs up would get them to land and they could talk at a normal volume like normal people. Shaking her head at the ridiculousness of what was going on right now, Aadya let out a huff and just walked over to the escape pod.

Inside, she could see some white haired woman scrambling around and picking up what looked like personal affects. Walking up to the door, Aadya knocked on it a couple times before swinging it open.

"Hey there. You in trouble? If not, you probably wanna scoot out of here as soon as possible. Your beacon is gonna start attracting people less friendly than me and them soon enough, girl."

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[Brent Fury Drast]

After the girl turned away he stood there holding his swaggering pose. She did not react the way he had hoped. Though sometimes his charms did not always work. Clearing his throat he figured it was fair to surmise there were more pressing things going on than to get some honey on his stinger.

Brent was not inside his ship, nor did he hear what was projected inside the escape pod aside from some muffled sounds like the occupant was playing a loud feminine podcast. As a result he had no idea what Dusti had said and just waited cooly from outside. "You got a way to get her out?" He asked Aadya as he circled the escape pod looking for any endangering damage like open flames. He did not find anything though.

Turning away from the pod he raised a hand over his brow. A cloud was amassing on the horizon. It was large and not natural. Fury had seen enough old holo vids that it was a signal of arriving bandits. Though in this instance he was sure they were not riding classic quadruped beasts of burden. "I think we've got even more company coming." He warned, unknowingly at the time, a fellow Drast.

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[Eithni Vala Stark]

Eithni quickly gathered her stuff and placed them the rightfully places on her clothes. She was feeling a slight headache, most likely from the crash, while also having a sore spot on her head. Even when she tried to remember why she actually was where she was, it only came back as flashes for the moment.

The people speaking outside of the pot was little more than muffled voices from where Eithni sat, so the young Nightsister didn't notice where they came from at first. As the pot's door, the sound it made as the air inside the pot left the oversized box, startled Eithni. She quickly turned around, facing how the door that slowly opened and back-peddled till she hit the wall with seats on both sides of her. Being a bit disoriented didn't really help the matter either, so she pulled one of her vibroblades and pointed in at the door that now was opened all the way up. Now her pointing the knife threateningly isn't as much as meant as a direct threat, but more meant as a safety between her and whatever would attack her.

The first face she saw was of a woman's, a very pretty one at that even. But having a pretty face didn't change the fact that the woman could be dangerous or aggressive. Though she did bring up a good point, Eithni didn't want to stay in this metal box if more dangerous people would find this escape pot and this woman did sound friendly enough. But, just to be safe, "who are you?" Asked Eithni, not moving from her spot, as she felt safer there right now until she could make sure it was safe to get out.

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[Dusti Streebek]

The Nerf Class Freighter, adorned with a logo for Streebek Courier Corps, turned itself around to land so that the loading ramp faced the pod and its other “rescuers”. Dusti made sure to keep the ship powered up, in case of any potential attacks. “First to arrive, last to land…” she said to no one in particular. She took one more swig of whiskey and wiped her mouth with her hand before making her way to the ramp.

As the ramp opened, Dusti was made aware of two individuals pacing around a pod that hadn’t opened yet. She made a youthful half-skip down the ramp as she made her way toward the male, as the female seemed to already be staring into the pod. The pod, evidently, was most certainly not a Corp pod. That answers that question… she thought. “Greetings, peeps…” she addressed the two, giving an informal salute that was nowhere near military grade. “I see you have everything well in hand. I’m here to see what the *burp* situation is.”

Well, there’s a good first impression for ya… she mused sarcastically.

She eyed the male up-and-down as she narrowed her eyes and bit her lip ever-so-slightly. Not bad… not bad… but then she noted that he had been staring off somewhere. She followed his gaze and squinted at a cloud off in the distance. Her face went from “Ho-hum” to “Uh-oh” in 2.313 seconds. “Aw *bleeeeeeeeeeeep*. I knew it!!! I knew there were pirates here!!!” She stomped in frustration. “We don’t have much time. Uggggggh! Hate pirates! Hate these guys!” The initial flirting would have to wait. She stomped her way over to the pod. Giving a brief grin to the lady in the doorway she said, “Hi… don’t mind me.” Then she poked her head inside of the pod. “You okay, lady? Hi… Dusti Streebek, from Streebek Courier Corps.” She gave another brief grin. “Look, sorry to rush ya, but ya might wanna get out of there soon, cause I think we’re all sittin’ ducks.” She glanced down at the knife. “Uh… yeah, we’re the least of your worries right now.”

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[Brent Fury Drast]

Putting his hands on his hips he waited to see what the others were planning on doing. Turning around he first heard the pod open and then saw the red head that had exited the ship which had previously been projecting her voice. A slight smile creased the edge of his mouth. When she got close enough he gave her a slight nod in the same manner as a rather lovable holo-vid character would. "How you doin?" But he was robbed of a response from Dusti when she was alerted to the same thing that he had warned everyone about, pirates. Her body language quickly changed to a more serious one. That was good, it meant he would not be tempted to keep flirting with her while their lives were in danger.

A female voice came from the pod but Brent could not see who it belonged to. The talkative and newest arrival out of the four of them approached and encouraged whomever was inside to exit their pod. The Drast quickly trotted back to his ship and grabbed his blaster rifle. He came back down into the sandy light. "They're comming in fast!" He said to motivate the others a bit more.

The first of the speeders was coming into view. Brent leveled the blaster rifle and took a moment before firing. It was going to enter his range soon enough, he just had to hold it stead. Pulling the trigger one shot smacked the rider square in the chest. Combined with the velocity and power of the blaster bolt the wrenching bolt threw the rider off the bike and into the sand. But there was plenty more riders that did not slow. In fact they began firing at him despite having inferior ranged weapons and were moving. "Either get on your ships or get into cover!"

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[Eithni Vala Stark]

Eithni didn't know how to react to this, the first woman was much more calm, where the second seemed to be in a rush and then she heard blaster fire. Crawling out of the pod, she had to duck her head as she moved to cover behind the pod. So much happened at the same time, first these and now they were all getting attacked by some mean men on a speeder. The men in the speeder seemed to be very interested in these three strangers and not Eithni, which she could tell by their wildly firing at all. Eithni was not about to die on this planet and drew her bow and released a warcry of sort, firing purple energy arrows at the pirates.

One arrow hit one of the men by a turret, paralysing him, which made him fell over and in the rumbling crash, he broke his neck. Another arrow rushed past another man, which earned attention from quite a few pirates. A bunch of pirates got up and got into cover creating a death zone between Eithni, Brent, Dusti, Aadya and the pirates. Eithni still didn't really know anyone around her, but those that stood by her pod seemed to be the friendliest of everyone. The young witch knew the names of two out of three people from their introduction earlier, but that man she never got the name of. Not that it mattered right now as Eithni was busy shooting arrows after arrows at those that shoot at her.

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[Dusti Streebek]

“Aw, *bleep!!!* Come on, lady! Take cover by my ship!” Dusti told Eithni. “I gotta get to my turrets. Otherwise I’m a *bleep* shot!”

Glancing at Brent briefly as he ran for his rifle, Dusti charged back up her ramp and past the farting beasts who cried out at her as she sped through. “Shaddap!!!” she bellowed, not bothering to even give them a glance. She climbed into the seat of the dorsal turret and charged up the power and targeting system. “Never had to do this much defense before,” she started muttering to herself. “*Bleepin’* company rules… I didn’t have to be involved in this *bleep*. I coulda been in hyperspace by now, but nooooo-oooooo. *Bleepin’* Dadda and his regulations… and *bleepin’* Coba for assigning me this *bleep* job! I coulda been drinkin’ at Queenie’s tonight!!!” She banged on the panel and looked at the pirates position on the radar and the cameras. She couldn’t help but notice how several of them had customized their speeders. As inappropriately timed as it was, she found herself admiring several of their alterations and took mental notes for the future.

The targeting system wasn’t meant to be used on land but she managed the best she could. She tapped her fingers in anticipation as she waited for the blasters to finish charging. “Come oooooooooonnnnnn!!!” She griped impatiently. The green light on the panel signaled its completion. “Final-*bleepin’*-ly!!!!!”

Dusti unleashed a series of blasts from the turret, running it along the front line of fast-approaching speeders. Most of the shots hit dirt, but three made their mark, causing one of the speeders to veer into another and crash off to the right of the rest of the pack. “Yeaaaaaaaah!!! *BELCH* That’s right!!!” she lauded gloatingly. “You’re gonna have to put up a real fight to get these pack animals, ya *bleepin’ bleepin’ bleeps!!!*”

She bounced in her seat as she watched her panel, waiting for the next green light. “Come on come on come oooooooooonnnnnn!!!”

 

[Brent Fury Drast]

They had closed a lot fast than he had expected. But that was how things went, never as expected. Speeder bikes were fast and they were already on them. He kept firing, some of his shots missing, most of his shots missing considering the speed of the bikes.

Brent simply dropped the rifle and reached for his pistol. His other hand pulled out his lightsaber. He activated it and blocked several bolts down into the sand. Each step he moved backwards towards the ship, guarding the others that were also under fire. He had only just met them but as a jedi, as a decent human being he just had to defend them.

He kept firing at the attackers, some of his shots landing hits but most of them just keeping the pirates from drawing a calm and carefully aimed shot. He was just surpressing the pirates that would soon encircle them and have better shots on them. His heal only just touched the ramp back up into his ship.

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[Eithni Vala Stark]

Eithni didn't know what was going on, yes she knew that pirates were shooting at her, but who anyone was? No, not a clue. That person with that glowing stick seemed much more nice than the people on the bikes and while she continued to fire her plasma arrows at the men in the bikes, but not many arrows would hit anything at this speed. She quickly moved towards where the man with the glow stick stood and deflected shots after shot and got behind him.

She then turned around and started to return with firing her arrows at anyone on a bike. She managed after quite a few attempts to actually hit two, making them fall off the bike and crash, which got one of them to break his neck thanks to the paralysing effect of the arrows. The other pirate also fell off, but broke an arm and just layed still on the ground.

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[Dusti Streebek]

“There it is!!!” Dusti yelled out to… nobody in particular. Her systems had given her another green light for another round of fire and she was well past ready for it. Another series of laser shots was released as she pivoted the turret around, nailing another couple of those punks. She couldn’t help but notice how one of the speeder bikes seemed to be speeding along without a driver. “Huh… wonder if I can snag that speeder later?”

A round of bolts fired into the side of her freighter. “Hey!!! I just got a new paint job, ya *bleepin* nerf herders!!!” She pivoted and plugged another pirate but then was out of juice once again. “*Bleepin’ bleep-bleeeeeeep!!!*” she raged as she punched the wall. “Ow! *Bleep!*

She rubbed her knuckles as she could see these pirates zeroing in on them. How many were there left, anyway??? Twenty-five? Thirty? A freighter such as hers was far from equipped for this sort of situation. She and the others were finding themselves surrounded.

What on earth was she to do???

She pivoted again toward her tail to see a larger landspeeder, which was so overly customized that she couldn’t identify the make and model. She turned on her monitors and zeroed in on the driver for a closer visual. Her eyes were met by a balding… man?… who seemed to be tattooed from head to toe and had multiple piercings all the way up his earlobes, along with a large piercing in his septum that resembled a tiny rail spike.

“What… the *bleep*… is that???”

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[Brent Fury Drast]

"crap crap crap CRAP CRAP CRAAAAAAP!" He kept firing until his blaster went empty. An additional curse left his handsome face, contorted into frustration. The others were doing alright so far but they were all on the back foot. His rifle had been emptied and now his pistol was empty too.

The pirates were lowering in numbers though. No more than a dozen remained and with the women around him continuing to fight that would continue to drop. There was a larger landspeeder coming in, like a chariot carrying the leader of the band of raiders.

Brent holstered his pistol while trying his best to bat away incoming bolts from the small arms of the attackers. But the big glowing sword tended to draw attention and several pirates focused on him. "Oh f-" He managed to get out right before a blaster bolt slammed into his chest. He stumbled and continued to try and deflect the other bolts that were coming in. Brent's back hit one of the pieces of landing gear underneath his ship as he tried to keep moving backwards.

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[Eithni Vala Stark]

The larger landspeeder got quickly into the fray, breaking with the side to Brent, Eithni and Dusti. One of the men got him by a plasma arrow and was instantly paralysed and crashed to the ground. The three other, including the leader, jumped off the speeder, using the large size as to cover from getting shot. Brent's glowing blade did, in fact, catch the leader's attention and pointed at Brent, yelling out instructions. "I WANT THAT GLOWING SWORD!" Yelled the leader. A couple of small rounded object got thrown over the speeder towards Brent and Eithni, landing in the open area between both groups. Smoke suddenly erupted from the objects, which looked to be smoke grenades, making it completely impossible to see through.

Eithni was caught surprised by the sudden smoke grenade, making her shoot blind at anything really, not knowing if she would actually hit anything. The Pirates, however, seemed no to care at all, as the smoke in an instant lit up with red and green colours, followed by blaster fire, shooting wildly at them, around them and by them. A blaster bolt flew right past the witch's head startle her quite a bit.

"Stupid pirates!" Yelled Eithni angrily and just started to fire blindly at the expansive smoke wall, while using Brent as cover.

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[Dusti Streebek]

Soooooo… the turrets weren’t going to be very useful anymore, and Dusti knew it. The pirates had gotten too close by now and this vessel wasn’t equipped for close combat. Sure, she had guns, but she was a *bleep* shot.

She slid down the ladder from the dorsal and ran to the cockpit for a better view. Yes, they were surrounded. True… if she had been just a little bit more of a bad person she probably could’ve just taken off and not given a second thought to the others on the surface still plugging individual thugs while the rest closed in and stripped them of those awesome weapons that they carried. The thought was incredibly tempting… but no. She’d have too much of a guilty conscience, and besides… Dadda would probably take her landspeeder away as punishment.

That tattooed guy had gotten off of his own landspeeder and was confidently barking out commands to his cohorts, pointing at that hot guy with… was that a laser-sword of some kind? Huh… anyway… the white-haired chick was shooting these weird electric arrows but they weren’t enough to stop the oncoming hoard. Shots directed at the leader were all being blocked by these hand-carried power-shields that his little minions carried before him. Where was everyone getting these fancy toys??? Jeesh. She looked around the ship, looking for ideas, when her eyes landed on her cargo.

Her precious… *bleepin’*… cargo.

And for once, she smiled at them. Dustina Reva Streebek had herself an idea. A gross idea, but an idea nonetheless.

She approached the bluurg who was chewing its cud. “Heyyyyy, ya feces machine… you’re finally gonna be useful.”

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[Brent Fury Drast]

He heard the man call out Brent for his lightsaber while Brent touched the hot crater in his chest plate. That reminded him, lightsabers had a bounty on them probably. Then again maybe the guy just wanted a fancy bread knife that toasted while it sliced. Bread that tasted like ozone was not very appetizing though.

With all but the land speeder's occupants taken out the jedi had less to worry about. On his back foot he did his best to just avoid taking damage and blocking blaster bolts. None of them were thrown back at the attackers though. He had a long ways to go before he had that kind of skill. But Brent was still smart enough to use the enemy's own tools against them.

When the smoke deployed he kept his lightsaber up for a moment before deactivating it. The iconic shortening sound of the weapon came and a moment later he charged through the smoke. They would not be able to see him through the smoke and his lightsaber had been what they would have targeted. First thing to exit the smoke was his outstretched hand. Empty, it quickly amassed light and letting it flash the trio in the face.

With them blinded, and possibly the other ladies also being affected, the Jedi would not slow down even as one of the men though he activated the lightsaber again now that its visibility did not matter. The man swung across the outstretched blaster of one of the brigands, disabling his weapon and proceeding to reverse round house kick the man in the jaw sending him backwards over the side of the open topped speeder and unconscious into the back seat.

The second would meet a more agonizing fate as he was unceremoniously punched right in the groin as Brent ducked to avoid a wild swing from the blind man. The boss though, he got lucky and hit brent in his left arm, causing him to lose his grip on the lightsaber where it turned off as it hit the sandy ground between them. Wincing and gritting his teeth he did a point blank force push to slam him into the hood of his speeder leaving a man shaped dent there and causing the speeder to move to the side from the impact. The Drast stood there with his hand in pain before stooping to pick up his dropped weapon. "Bloody bandits." At least that was the last of them.

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[Eithni Vala Stark]

A brief wind passed by their little location and soon the smoke began to thin out, leaving a long tail in the air. Holding her bow at the ready if anything should pop up and jump her. Luckily had the man dealt with the last of the pirates, so she lowered her bow and dropped her fingers on the metal, that held the bowstring together. Placing the bow behind her back, under the long ragged coat and went over to the knocked out the pirate.

Kneeling beside the pirate, she poked his cheek, just to see if the man reacted. No reaction, so she began to search his body for anything that might be worth taking, or maybe some food, she was quite hungry. When the man started to moan and move a bit, it surprised the young witch, so she released a high shriek and punched the man across his face, knocking him out for good.

However, that punch also hurt like a motherFarkler and cursed under her breath, shaking her hand violently while jumping a bit on the spot. "You stupid pirate! That hurt!" Scolded the young Dathomirian witch the knocked out pirate and kicked his shoulder a bit, before realizing that there was ships to get her off-planet. Turning around, her ruby-coloured eyes landed on Brent, and skipped her way over to the man, until she stood in front of him. "Don't suppose I could get a lift off the planet? My last ship kinda is no more" explained Eithni with a sweet innocently smile.

@Zanna Black @Darasuum