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Two scoundrels oversee the distribution of spice from the outpost close to the coaxium mine, but regardless of personal delusions they weren't as skilled with a blaster as their Zeltron predecessor had been. In the darkness of night, just when they were starting to get sleepy, three waves Pyke-loyalists attack the outpost. To safe face they'll have to defeat at least one wave before high-tailing it out of there.


Empty packs that once contained noodles lay strewn across the floor and the rodian that had emptied most of them was leaning backwards in one of the chairs, satisfied and a bit sleepy because of it. "They gave us easy task," he smiled at Marissa, "These camera's don't even have nightvision so we might as well take a nap." They were supposed to oversee the refueling station and the coaxium mine from their spot in the tower outpost, but like Preef said the visibility was bad and they hadn't seen any Pykes for days anyway. The rodian figured that the combined force of the Four Syndicates had thoroughly scared the other syndicate into submission.

They were sitting in the control room, which was situated at the top of a tower and was a great vantage point.. during the day. There were three comfortable chairs directed towards consoles, a small kitchenette to heat up ration packs and an a water dispenser in the corner. You could only reach it with the elevator and Preef had made sure to lock the doors that lead to the elevator on ground level. Like he said, this was an easy task.


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”Perhaps” Marissa replied with a yawn as she wandered around collecting up Preef’s half eaten noodle packs. Somehow their current posting was both a new high, and a new low all at once. Their names were high enough to get out off the frontlines, this time, but not enough to just skim some quick cash off the top.

One day, one day.

Still, as her sleepy companion noted, there were some benefits,

“You go first, one of us should at least keep some watch of the place” she continued with a weak smile “I’ll wake you in a few hours”

Marissa let Preef make whatever preparations he wanted for sleep, and put a pot of caf on for her in the meantime. Steam rising from her mug not long after, she took a seat at the consoles and flicked her eyes between the camera feeds and sensors.

It wouldn’t be too long until the worst happened. Down below Pyke forces gathered and prepared in the darkness, running guns and planting breaching charges to secure their operation once more. A shame then Marissa didn’t notice it. Not straight away, anyhow.

Nodding off in her chair her eyes flicked closed, open, closed, open, and for the split second she could have seen the operatives securing ascension guns to the towers exterior her mind had wandered to the land of nod instead. She certainly wouldn’t be telling Preef that if they made it out of here. But the thuds of grappling hooks meeting the windowsill shook her open,

“Preef!” She called in a start, looking at the camera feeds just as they were cut

“Get your blaster, looks like friends have arrived”

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More than happy to not having to take the first watch, Preef had made himself comfortable on the chair he'd already been sitting in and quickly drifted away. Before Marissa's coffee was ready he was dreaming about his newly acquired ranch on Takodana and how safe he was going to be there. He could picture his two bantha sleeping in their pen that adjoined the prefab cottage, their stomachs all filled with good healthy grass while they listened to the birds and bees that nested in the treeline. It was an idyllic dream where Preef saw himself enjoying the night's sky, his own concocted honey-like liquor in hand and his blaster nowhere to be found... too bad it was only a dream.

Suddenly awake, Preef blinked violently to get the sleep from his eyes as he turned towards Marissa. "What's goin-" he didn't need to finish the sentence as then three masked figured appeared on the other side of the windows. They knocked on the windows and waved before applying what seemed like a torch to the windows themselves. "-do we have security measures?" the rodian cried as he turned to the console just in time to see the ground-level lobby getting breached and swarming with half a dozen armed thugs.

Finally taking his blaster pistol to hand, Preef's demeanor changed from panicky to determined as dashed towards the elevator and opened its door. "Flip that table, we're gonna use it as shield for these guys-" he waved his blaster at the attackers on the other side of the protective glass windows, "-and once they're down we may be able to use it as a shield when we go down." Just as long as they kept the elevator doors open so the thugs on ground-level couldn't take it up to flank them.

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There too-relaxed watch job was suddenly a bundle of activity, and none of it fun. Preef shot into action as Marissa followed on behind, rushing back to the rear table to snatch up her own little blaster she'd left in the holster on the back of the chair. But as Preef managed to swing around the room, keeping the elevator open and planning ahead, she was still flicking the safety off as he called out for the table to be flipped.

She followed his advice, the plan was better any than she might have come up with. Marissa liked to plan, but plan ahead, she hadn't ever considered herself an improvised except in the broadest parts of her life. This wasn't broad, this was quick and sudden, like the pain she fully expected to be feeling any moment now from a blaster bolt cutting into her skin.

Marissa wasn't about to let that happen just yet though.

Still, as she moved the desk to heave it over, she'd lost a lot of time. The fighters at the window were well through the cutting process, and as she flipped the table on its side, coffee falling to the floor and datapackets clattering down it was only moments later that blaster bolts started clattering through the hole and burning into the walls around.

Diving behind the table, Marissa cursed under her breath as bolts whizzed close to her head and shot her blaster across the floor away from her. She wouldn't be getting much of retaliation off just yet.

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Preef ducked behind the table just in time to shield him from the incoming bolts. He watched Marissa dive and lose her blaster. She was clearly panicking in the worst of times and it struck him that aside from their successful jobs they had never been in a proper gunfight they hadn't themselves initiated. Suddenly grinning, he said "You're gonna need that blaster-"

A pause in the incoming shots provided the window for Preef to act and he rose from behind cover, directing his blaster towards the hole in the window just as one of the three attackers was climbing through. They locked eyes for a second and Preef read the attacker's panic despite the mask, but he still pulled the trigger. The first attacker thus fell through the hole and he was dead by the time he landed on the console below. The remaining two attackers responded immediately and leveled their own blasters with Preef, who ducked back into the cover just in time to avoid getting killed himself. "That's one," he told Marissa

The two remaining attackers were more careful and kept up suppressing Preef and Marissa while they took turns to climb through after shoving their dead compadre our of the way. Preef tried to count their shots, but wasn't able to differentiate one blaster from the other so that was hopeless and quickly abandoned. What he did know is that there wasn't any cover in the control room besides the table that Marissa and he were using, so if he just...

Blasting wildly over the table he heard a surprised cry and someone cursing in Huttese followed by another short pause. Rising from cover again, Preef saw that he had hit one of them in the upper leg and both were staring at it in surprise before they realized too late that the rodian had them in his crosshairs again. "don't-" one of them began, but Preef had already pulled the trigger and send a bolt in the other one's chest. The last one was desperate, his leg stung and he was sure he wasn't going to get out of this alive, but that didn't mean he wouldn't try. Raising his blaster he wildly pressed the trigger and while he didn't come close to Preef before the latter killed him, one of the bolts did hit the elevator's control panel and the doors closed swiftly.

Having killed all three attackers, Preef turned to the elevator and then looked at Marissa. "Kriff, that was our only way down." Then the elevator began to move down.. no doubt picking up six more attackers.

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As the covering fire rained down at their backs, Marissa had but a moment to shoot Preef a look of 'Ha-Ha, very funny' when he mentioned her losing her blaster, and he himself hitting the deck shortly after. Not that they really had time for jokes, but she couldn't just let that slide without getting her own jab in. And with the Rodian managing to get the jump on the pair eventually, Marissa quickly made her move.

With bolts slinging right at the Syndicate attackers, Marissa slid herself across the floor. With their attention elsewhere, and their lives shortening rapidly, she managed to scoop up her blaster once more, and keep herself low behind the chairs for the moment as Preef managed to blast them to pieces. A sigh of relief would have been her first response until she heard the fizzle of the elevator controls behind them,

"Still, it's their only way up now" she replied, acknowledging that some had managed to come up outside. But it'd be a while until more could scale the tower if they meant to anyhow, their focus had to be the elevator now. Quickly she looked around what was in their supplies, what the tower had in stock. The little kitchenette hadn't been badly stocked, a packet of flour tucked away in the back, and some oil. It was a rather desperate, unstable little plan but they didn't exactly come equipped otherwise,

"Trust me on this one" she tried to offer Preef as she poured the oil out at the door and on the sides of it, and dusted the flour as finely and powder-like as she could alongside and in the air at the front. Time was short though, the indicator was pinging beside them as the elevator reached their level. Marissa put herself behind the table once more and lined up her shot. As the doors of the elevator threw open she fired, the explosive hit of the blaster bolt igniting the oil and flour in a fiery explosion in the doorway that caught four of the guards in its blow, burning them severely and taking them out for the count. Two still remained, and a loud beeping suddenly chimed above them as the sprinkler system went off, making it harder to hear and the floor slicker,

"Oh just what we needed"

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Instead of basking in his glory, Preef watched Marissa head straight for the kitchenette and rummage about in the cupboards. "What the-" her reassurances weren't doing much to comfort the confused Rodian as he watched her pour oil and throw flour on the elevator door. "-you know that thing is coming back up, right? With nasty Pyke folks?" He hadn't the foggiest what Marissa was doing, but he wasn't going to just stand there either, so he pulled the table back a few meters and took a stance behind it.

Soon Marissa joined him and just in the nick of time because only a second later and- "Woah!" the rodian cried. Four of the six attackers burned up within seconds, their lifeless bodies dropping and the two remaining stood as surprised as Preef, watching the burned bodies of their friends. Luckily for Preef he was first to recover and his aim was true. Three shots rang out, catching one in the throat and the other twice in the chest.

"You know-" he said as he turned his head towards Marissa, "-that puts me five to four." He wasn't entirely sure why he suddenly felt the need to compare the number of kills, partly because for as long as he'd known Marissa he'd been her henchman en trigger. Maybe he was just fishing for some praise from the one he regarded as his boss.

Not that Marissa had any time to shower him in it, though, for someone reached the floor with a grunt and immediately caught Preef's attention. "There's more!" he turned swiftly on his feet, but by now the sprinkler system had engaged and the floor was too slippery for such a move and the poor rodian lost his balance, smacked against the table and fell bum-first on the floor.

Outside they heard a hoarse "Hahahaha" as three more masked figured appeared on the other side of the windows. The elevator closed again as well. Kriff, their stand-off with the Pykes was only just beginning.


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"Somehow I think you'll keep your lead" she said dryly, wiping water from her brow that slopped unceremoniously onto the floor below. A momentary reprieve, even though the elevator doorway was now covered in ash and the metal scarred and melted in places, though the sprinklers began to wash much of that away to the floor and into the elevator shaft.

She didn't consider herself deeply adept with a blaster, and that stunt she just pulled was something she could only do once now.

Still, as Preef smacked down into the ground and the soldiers from outside chuckled heartily, there wasn't much time to breathe, there were even more coming for them even as they prepared themselves once more. The elevator dinged as it hit ground and stayed there, presumably while more gunmen stepped inside. But the ones at the window were more immediate a threat, unslinging their weapons and moving to jump through the hole already cut. There had to be something to do.

Sliding across the wet floor, Marissa came in low at consoles, a slew of buttons laid out in front of her, but only one she needed to press.

With a whoosh blasts shields dropped across the windows, heavy metal shades that covered the whole thing, a protection normally used against worker uprisings. It would spare the two of them from the window for now, but now they lost another way out,

"I don't think we can stay here" she called back to Preef as she helped him up.

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The laughter on the other side of the window quickly died down once Marissa proved once again she was the smartest in the room. Preef's solutions had all involved blasters and there she was using the tower's actual defensive measures. "That's why you're the bosslady," he smiled as she helped him back up his feet. "Only one way down now tho-" and then a <ding> made him turn towards the elevator, but it was already too late and a bolt rang out and hit the poor rodian in his left shoulder. "Aargh!" he cried as he dropped down again to take cover from the three masked Pykes standing in the elevator. Fortunately for now they made no move to exit the elevator and seek cover...

It was clear that the tower was an indefensible position for just two scoundrels and they needed to get the kriff out. Unfortunately that still meant using the elevator.. or at least its shaft. Preef's left shoulder hurt, the bolt missed the joints and mostly burned skin and flesh, but he had his doubts whether it would hold up if he needed to climb down. Strength already seeming to leave his entire left arm as he tried to continue bloodflow by clenching his left fist and releasing it.

It seemed like it all came down to Marissa's creativity again..

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"Preef!" Marissa called out as the rodian was struck and fell back into the cover. For the moment that was her blaster wielding friend out, and that left her with three Pyke friends. As their feet sloshed through the water closer, the hums of their blasters drawing near, Marissa did something perhaps a bit rash.

Looking up from behind the table, she pointed her blaster at the light and fired, plunging the room into darkness now that there was no light from the window with the blast shield down,

"Huh?"

"Where did-" the guards muttered to themselves as Marissa lent out from the table and rattled off a series of shots at the group, scoring hits across their bodies as they fell to the ground, though they fired wildly on their weapons as they did so, sneding bolts across the room.

Every time she got a few more down, she seemed to take more of their resources away with it, With the lights down it was hard to look for supplies or get their bearings. Nor had she walked away cleanly either. A bolt had sheered across her right thigh, and it wasn't pretty,

"Alright, we ride that back down I guess, I hate to say it but, I'm out of plans" she looked at Preef with a serious face, she was concerned, genuinely, about their next set of moves. There would be more down the bottom, ready to face them as soon a they came down, they'd need to stall them or confuse them somehow to make sure they weren't shot up in the metal coffin they'd be in.

But how?

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The rodian's eyes had needed a moment to adjust to the darkness, but by the time they had and the adrenaline had managed to dull the pain in his shoulder somewhat, Preef hoisted himself up to his feet. "We'll use them" he said, motioning towards the bodies on the floor.

About thirty seconds later the elevator doors opened on the ground-level lobby and the Pykes at first looked confused. All they saw were the bodies of their compatriots. Then one stirred, no it didn't, it was the rodian underneath who tried with all his might to aim his blaster pistol but when he pulled the trigger he missed by a good three meters. What followed was a horrid experience... dozens of bolts hit the bodies Preef and Marissa were hiding behind, their skin burning and flesh gradually torn loose by the force of impact. This was, without a doubt, the stupidest idea the rodian had ever come up with.

Preef's left shoulder hurt and had lost so much strength he needed his right arm to keep his literal meat shield in position. If it hadn't been for that small reprieve when one of them needed to recharge his blaster, they most likely would've died right then and there. With a desperate effort, Preef pushed his meat shield forwards and pushed the button to close the elevator doors again, followed by a desperate repeat-press of the "up" button..

As the elevator went back up, the rodian leaned against the doors with clear defeat written all over him. He was sweating more than usual, probably because his body was trying to fight whatever internal wounds that blast to the shoulder had left him with, and when he raised his head to look at Marissa all he could do was shrug with the right shoulder. "I'm sorry."

They could try it again, but then the other four goons most likely would've reached the lobby, too. If it went this bad in a three versus two.. the rodian didn't want to think about a seven versus two.

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The elevator had been a harrowing experience, though it seemed the pairs time on kessel had been full of those all around. After this she was getting herself back on her own operations. She did jobs where every piece of the puzzle was planned, step by step, this improvising nonsense needed to end.

That said, they needed to improvise right about now, and as they elevator rung its way back up, she could tell Preef was in no state to be doing much, even thinking, his injuries were taking their toll,

"Come on Callo, I can't have you dying on me today" she said, helping him with his gimpy arm as she looked around the room. There was only one other way out at this point, they'd have to take their chances or be overrun once more "Today we're getting out"

Keeping her blaster pointed at the window, she kicked the blast shield lock with her visor, the metal thudding back open as wind howled in from outside. The trio of mercenaries were no longer there, likely having headed back down to join their allies for a final assault up the elevator. It was their haste it seemed that would give the two a chance,

"Here!" she moved to the window, the ropes were still fixed tightly to its outside, leading down to the towers exterior on the far side away from the soldiers. Helping Preef to tie the rope around him to make sure he got down safely even with his wounded arm, she lifted the two of them up and over, beginning their bobbing abseil downwards to the muddy ground.

The ropes went taught as they slid to the bottom, finally out of that damn room. They weren't entirely safe, not yet, but they were a damn sight closer than they'd been for a long time.

"We're off this planet, now"

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Marissa's words were a blessing and the rodian managed to toughen it up as they exited the elevator on the top floor. The room was a mess, bolts had destroyed the chairs and some of the appliances in the small kitchenette were smoking a little due to... well, unknown causes. Most likely a bolt to the body, but Preef wasn't about to investigate and test his embarrassingly inadequate engineering skills.

"Wait, the window?" the rodian asked as Marissa suddenly opened the protective cover off the window and started to climb out through the hole the attackers had made. He panicked for a second, remembering the four masked attackers, his bad attempt to blast through the lobby and -painfully- the limitations of his shoulder. Marissa however quickly soothed him with her body language. She was good and it was instantly affirmed that he had made a good instinctive choice to follow her around to first Canto Bight, then Deep Space and now Kessel. "I'll-" he holstered his blaster, "-need some help."

With Marissa's help, Preef kept his hold on the rope and then both abseiled down to the ground. To his surprise none of the seven confirmed attackers were outside and that gave him the time to untie the knot around his waist and return the blaster to his right hand. It wasn't long before they did introduce themselves, however, but only in faint voices of frustration coming from the door to the lobby, a good six meters away from their landing. "Press it again!" a growling voice was heard, giving Preef the impression that it was a Shistavanen behind the mask. "I did it already! Calm down-" a low and slightly more commanding voice replied, "-that rodian was clearly hurt. We'll kill them and send their heads to Carr." Preef swallowed and cast a concerning look at Marissa, "You guys realize that's the same rodian that dueled Silas, right?" Now the rodian's legs shook a little, kriff he thought, I'm on the Pyke's hitlist now. He had barely thought it when the lights of a speeder showed about two-hundred meters away and closing.

Quickly turning away from the door, Preef motioned for Marissa to follow as he began to ran into the darkness surrounding the outpost. "There's too many-" and he feared that speeder brought even more, "-let's get to a ship and contact Xar's enforcer. The outpost is lost."

Luckily none of the Pyke-aligned scoundrels spotted the pair as they disappeared in the darkness. They survived the ambush, Marissa and Preef did, but the Pykes had definitely won the day, errr night.

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The winds were cold on this Kessel night, whipping around them as they tried to sneak off across the plains to whatever improvised ex-fil they could find. They'd been dropped down here on Black Sun freighter, they'd could escape on the same one presumably. It would be a hike, but that was better than staying to be caught.

The shouts of the guards lingered long as the pair scurried off beneath the starlight. Though as the speeder approached they quickly went to ground, spying as Preef suspected more soldiers once more aboard, heading to the tower. They'd have had no chance with that many coming to them, they were lucky to get out when they did,

"South then, that's where the landing pad was. We can contact them once we're aboard" looking around it didn't appear like a bigger attack then the tower alone. From there they could control and take it back anyway. The route to the landing pad wold be reasonably clear then, or so she surmised.

And at least for the first part, it was, the tower looming over them in the background as they moved further and further away from the danger.

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Their trek was difficult. This part of Kessel was mostly loose sand and that didn't do wonders for your speed of movement. Then there was the simple fact that it was at night and they couldn't see for a kriffing kark. Lastly, there was the issue of Preef's injury. The rodian didn't complain or whimper, but it was hard for him to keep up with Marissa. "Marissa, wait-" he panted after ten minutes and allowed himself to sit in the sand, "-need a break."

Against his own better judgment he touched the scorched spot where that bolt had hit him and the pain had him dropping tears within a second. "Karkers," he cursed, but his voice was weak and didn't carry for more than a meter. "Marissa? Listen-" he had thought long and hard about this, but if he wasn't to make it off Kessel then.. no, he was making it off this kriffing place and he'd be returning to his bantha's. Cursing himself for his moment of weakness, the rodian got back to his feet with considerable effort and was forced to seek support with Marissa's shoulder. "If they blame us for losing the outpost-" he began, his eyes looking for Marissa's in the darkness, "-go to the Tashtor Sector." He pushed himself off Marissa's shoulder and began his slow walk through the sand, "Use the ship's comms. Say you're Geena, my sister, but don't use my last name." he paused and seemed to consider something, "Don't use my first name, either. Just make yourself heard and I'll guide you in."

He didn't want to give her any coordinates and that wasn't because he simply couldn't remember them. He didn't want a trail leading directly to the Belching Frog Ranch and this way not even the people he trusted most in this galaxy would know the name of his adopted homeworld.

It took them another thirty minutes before they reached the landing pad with their spaceship waiting. "It will take a few minutes to get the engines running," Preef worried that the Pykes would be able to close in on them while they made their flight preparations. Not to mention the risk of leaving Kessel through the Kessel Run, but there wasn't any indication that the Pykes had retaken that yet, so they were probably good.

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"Hey, hey, hey" Marissa pulled up Preef as he began to speak. She had never heard of the Tashtor Sector, but the very real possibility of the two of them getting named, blamed, and shamed from the Five Syndicates was very real to her, something she'd been trying to keep her mind off all the way back to the ship,

"We'll take it as it comes. You'd be the first person I came to either way if something happened" and that was no lie. At this point the two of them had been paired up more than a few times, usually of their own volition. So many of these scrapes had been by the skin of their teeth and today was no exception. Except that today they had technically failed. Whether that would work out for them in the greater scheming of the Syndicates bosses she wasn't sure. But if it didn't, she'd be damned if the two of them wouldn't win it straight back. Somehow,

"But..." she stammered as she spoke now, the grim reality over her "thank you, I guess fingers crossed I never have to use it" she offered a weak smile as she hitched him up once more and continued on across the foggy ground as dawn neared.

The final trek over, Marissa looked up to the knocked up little freighter that would get them off this planet, and away from this mess, the first sun of the morning cresting the landing bay walls,

"Just one more thing then" She hit the bay door release and took Preef up and through to the pilot seat, she herself taking the co-pilot. She was still learning to take better control of ships, apprenticing herself even now. While Preef got to work starting it up, she kept an eye out on the scanner for life coming nearby, though it seemed that perhaps the Pyke's didn't care much if they lived or died, just so long as they got their spice back.

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The ship's engines began running under some protest and usually Preef had the patience to just wait it out, but not this time; "Oh kriff," he cursed as he engaged thrusters, "We're not sitting around here like bantha fodder." Slowly the ship started its ascent, slower due to the strained engines not quite one-hundred percent ready for a solid take-off, and Preef gently pressed the throttle further and further. "Disengage landing gear," he told Marissa and then with the uncomfortable sound and vibration only an old engine could cause, they were flying off towards the Kessel Run.

They survived the ambush, but that didn't mean they'd survive the grilling the lieutenant would give them for not holding their ground like they're paid to do. Preef wanted to spare Marissa the hustle, especially since the lieutenant in question was another Black Sun like her. "Take control," he said and before she could protest he was out of his seat, "Just gently ease her into the Kessel Run and warn me when you see another ship." She couldn't do much worse than him.. he wasn't that good of a pilot either.

The rodian made his way to the holo-communicator in the living area and punched in the code for a specific point-to-point transmission. Twenty seconds later a mean-looking Quarren appeared, "What it is Preef?" she barked before she noticed his wounds and her features softened, "Marissa not playing nice?" The Quarren was a lieutenant in the Black Sun and known in the Outer Rim as an excellent pirate captain who once sailed with Mean Jon Splint, who was in fact, her father. Her battle plan, correction: Xar's battle plan, hadn't taken into account a continued resistance from the ground on Kessel itself and she was a little slow to accept this oversight.

"No, Jan-" the rodian sighed, "-it were the Pykes. They-" she interrupted him with a worried laugh, "-they what? You two squashed Pyke presence on that outpost. There are no Pykes left on Kessel."

Oh but there were. Carr Pyke was only beginning her retaliatory strikes and she would make the 'Four Syndicates' regret their betrayal sooner rather than later.


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