Ask Springing A Princess

[Drow Venn]

Eiattu 6. It was a lush, rich world and the red plants that dotted the landscape served as a living reminder of who controlled the planet; the dreaded Sith. Recently conquered, the capital city of E6 was still marked by a heavy Sith presence. Sith flags, Sith troopers, and Sith droids were as ubiquitous a presence in the port city as the street rats.

Good.

Once again, Drow Venn found himself doing something that would get him kicked out of the Jedi Order if the Council ever found out - something that was happening with greater and greater frequency these days. The Cursed Hand, a guerilla organization on Sullust had been infiltrating the planet gradually under direct orders from Drow. Although the Council had forbidden association with such beings that they deemed terrorists, Drow was not nearly as picky as his allies and so had agreed to work with them in direct defiance of the Council. Of course, the only one who knew about the shady inner workings of that little deal was standing next to him.

Taldorak Trenessar was a figure that was becoming more and more intriguing to Drow. A fellow warrior, the Mandalorian and the Jedi had entered into a strange alliance pursuing the same goal for different ends. Drow was seeking to pit the Sith and Syndicates against each other while Taldorak was hoping to topple the rest of the Syndicates and put Crymorah at the top and, maybe, earn a little redemption too.

With the Sith occupation, resistance groups were being rounded on the planet more and more but the Cursed Hand, experienced rebels that they were, had been seeking out the insurgents the past few weeks to unite them all to prepare for tonight. The plan had been building up for a while. Having already successfully framed the Sith on an attack against Pyke slavers, tonight was going to be just the opposite. The two Pyke goons they had enlisted weren't exactly the brightest of the bunch but their very presence would ensure that the Pykes would be seen and associated with this attack. For his part, Drow had dressed in Pyke colors to further sell the deception.

Hort'in the Gammorrean, Sparky the astromech, and Drow's two security droids were also decked out in Pyke colors too. They weren't alone either. Taldorak and the two Pykes stood next to them in the courtyard of the and the Ishi Tib Jedi also was reassured by the pilots and fighters they had on standby should the team need an extraction.

The street they stood on was dimly lit as midnight was quickly approached. Drow checked his chronometer and saw that it was almost time. The sudden burst of sirens and blasterfire throughout the city confirmed it. The Cursed Hand and Eiattu 6 insurgents had organized a handful of minor heists, fires, and assaults at the same time to stretch the Sith forces thin. Drow and crew had hidden in the palace courtyard well after closing to ensure they were inside after closing. Now that the distraction had started, it was time to charge in and extract the princess of Eiattu 6.

"Everyone ready?" Drow asked over his comm, gesturing to the palace that stood in front of them in the courtyard.

"Hit them hard and fast. Teams of two as we search the rooms." Drow reiterated the plan as he narrowed his eyes at the two guards standing near the front gates of the palace.

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[Taldorak Trenessar]

So as to not draw heat onto the Crymorah, Tal had dyed his usual beskar to reflect Pyke colors, an action that would likely throw most off of the trail, especially with most Mandalorian armor looking similar save different shades of colors. He was starting to feel age catching up with him, or at least the injuries of past battles wearing him down. He didn't have the luxury of kolto, bacta, or even Force healing, let alone the Force nourishing his body.

Tal had one of the Pyke goons with him, and Hort'in would have the other. The Gamorrean would also know the order to kill the Pyke once they were ready to evac. And just to make sure, his visored gaze would find the pig snout and both would nod once. Good. The die was cast. "Don't worry about noise. The whole capital is going to be loud tonight."

Outside the walls and across the city, planned explosions would ripple, causing the palace grounds to empty as the garrison hit the streets. Using the shadows of the courtyard for cover, Tal would wait until only a handful remained and that's when he struck. Stepping out, he would level his peacemaker and fire three bolts ripping through the jugular of the closest guard. He had no worries about the blasterfire as it would be masked by the sounds of battle throughout the city. The second sith trooper would reach for his rifle only to get several bolts peppering his chest and midsection, killing him.

Tal could never get the two Pykes apart, but the one with him would yell out as he tackled the third guard, driving his knife into the mans lighter armor. "Yeahh!! This is for the Pykes!!! WOooooo!!!!"

"C'mon Codbreath, let's get moving." Tal said pulling him from the corpse. "We don't have a lot of time. Once we're done, the revolutionaries are going back into hiding." As they moved through the courtyard, he would comm their pilot. " @Delila Castillon, we're on the move. Make sure your engines are fired up and you're ready to rock. No need to draw attention and get into any dog fights, yeah?"

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[Delila Castillon]

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Jedi.Sith. Force Users. They were all the same to her - one was just more transparent in their intentions in the other. Fingers tapped on her console as she awaited her portion in the plan. Former Coruscant Security Force, the redhead much preferred to be the type running and gunning. Maybe a few explosions for razzle dazzle. Explosions always set the mood in her opinion, like icing on the proverbial pastry.

That wasn't her assignment for the day though.

Her assignment was to execute an extraction. It fit with her new skills she supposed - herself and @Xin Boa out in the spacelanes on their own. Delila had picked up enough tricks to keep herself alive this time,the extraction should be a breeze.

"Copy. Engines are running and ready."

 

[Asminys]

Darth Asminys had been meditating in his private chambers of the Eiattu Royal Palace when the first explosion rang out through the night. He floated in a mental landscape of his roiling anger, red and viscous like a sea of molten lava that spanned on forever in the distance. Barbed chains of trauma twisted around his arms in this place, holding his legless body aloft as he seethed and boiled, his thoughts focused on the past, present, and future.

The present demanded his attention.

Opening his eyes, Darth Asminys was once more in the spartan dwelling that was the closes thing he might call to a home. However rare the time he spent in this palace. The room was large, sparsely furnished and decorated, and possessed quite a few shallow saber scars marring the delicate stonework. He made more use of the expanded space as a workout room to practice his bladework than as a place of rest.

Armor. Mask. Cloak. Sabers. Asminys donned these items in short order before leaving the room and making his way to the palace hangar where response teams were no doubt scrambling. He was correct. Striding into the hangar he saw gunships loading with soldiers, preparing to fly out and quell whatever this new civil unrest was.

"Captain Iidra, ensure the security of the palace while I deal with these traitors." Asminys into the comlink in his mask, addressing the captain of the palace guard. Stepping aboard one of the last gunships as it ascended and flew from the hangar, his eyes remained fixed on the city skyline, blaster bolts and explosive flares lighting the night. He held onto his anger from the meditation, directing it towards the foolish rebels that had decided tonight was the night to make a strike at his rule.

They would not live through the night to regret their decision.

-----​

"Captain Iidra, ensure the security of the palace while I deal with these traitors."

"Yes M'lord." Captain Iidra responded through the comlink before finishing up the last straps on his uniform, lastly donning the small cap of the Eiattu legion. The young man had risen quickly through the ranks of the newly formed legion, his cutthroat attitude and callous disregard for the citizenry of his homeworld had shown itself to be quite the asset to the conquering Sith Lord.

"Palace guard, check in." Iidra ordered through his headset comlink as he proceeded to the security room. Various guards around the facility started to sound off in his ear as he entered the security room. The wall was covered in camera feeds, various images from around the palace grounds and within the palace were on display. His eyes turned to a screen to the bottom left, where the princess of Eiattu was pictured. She had been locked away in the palace, under house arrest in her room. New security features had been added to the room of course, triple locked blast doors, window sensor security screens, and eight battle droids that ringed the room around the royal heir. Iidra nodded to himself as he saw the princess was still secure as his eyes continued to scan the cameras.

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[Drow Venn]

"Hey boss, you know that thing we're supposed to do at the end of this? Doesn't much seem like Jedi stuff to me?" Hort'in whispered to Drow, referring of course to the order to kill the two Pykes in order to prevent them from talking afterwards and to leave behind a couple of pieces of evidence for the Sith to further tie the Syndicates back to this attack. Truthfully, Drow was a bit conflicted himself - the two Pykes were dumb and brutal thugs no doubt but to kill in cold blood two allies? It was hardly Jedi-like and even for one flirting dangerously close to the dark side these days, it seemed like a step too far for Drow.

"Me too, Hort'in. We can't always choose our allies though. Don't worry about doing it - I'll find another way." Drow reassured his Gamorrean friend. What the Ishi Tib wasn't sure about yet is whether he'd find a way to spare the two Pykes or if he'd just give the kill order to one of his droids. He's cross that bridge when he came to it. For now, there was a battle to win here.

"Sparky, plug in." Drow ordered. The Jedi's obedient but combative astromech plugged into a nearby computer socket and after some time was able to access the security feeds. It wouldn't be long before the astromech would be able to shut down every security camera. Of course, it wouldn't be difficult for someone on the other side to reboot the cameras but it would take time and time was all Drow and company needed. Drow ordered one of his security droids to stand guard in the courtyard to protect Sparky .

"Remember, teams of two! Comm in when you've found her." Drow told his companions, taking one of the Pykes while Hort'in went with the other security droid, leaving the last of the Pykes for Tal's partner. Drow and the Pyke raced into the now-cleared entry way into the palace and took the lift down to the lower levels. Drow wasn't exactly sure where the princess was kept but the basement was always a safe guess.

As soon as the doors opened, Drow and the Pyke would be greeted by the sight of two patrolling soldiers. Or at least, they were until Drow's quick draw and honed instincts made short work of them. The sounds of the blasterfire would no doubt echo throughout the corridors of the basement level and be heard by one Captian Iidra, who would be present in the security room down the hallway from Drow's current location.

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[Taldorak Trenessar]

Onward Tal and his Pyke went, where Drow went down, the Mandalorian went up. Surely she was in the highest room in the tallest tower. Which meant there were a bunch of stairs in their future.

He kept his channel open with Sparky as they ascended the stairs in case the droid found out any new information. The sources from the surface had painted the tower as her room before the fall, so he hoped they didn't decide to change it.

Up and up and they went, his peacemaker drawn. There was a turbolift they could have used, but this would likely allow them to get the jump on their foes. Tal would look over to the young Pyke, who was now breathing heavily and sweating profusely. "Kid, you're sweating like a bitch in heat. We haven't even started yet."

"I'll be.. fine.. Mr. Tal.." hed say between thick breaths.

The Mandalorian would roll his eyes beneath his helm as they continued up the stairs. So far, clear. Hed activate his comm. "Delila, let us know if you see any sith ships enter the system."

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[Asminys]

Darth Asminys radiated rage as he flew over the city towards the nearest source of chaos. He could feel it even from above the rooftops of Eiattu City. Fear. Rage. Panic... And underneath it all... Purpose and determination. Reports flooded in swiftly about the rapidly evolving riot, what appeared to initially be a terrorist strike had turned into a full scale riot as the unhappy populace rose against whatever symbols of authority they came across.

They were all worthless.

"Fire at will." Asminys growled as the troop transport came to a hover above the ground and legionnaires disembarked. They were either too well trained or too afraid of the Sith Lord at their backs to disobey, and proceeded to fire lethally into the crowd with precision.

Asminys stepped down from the hovering transport and surveyed the scene while his troops secured the landing zone. Fire gutted an office building, swiftly spreading to an apartment complex next to it. Human and alien citizens alike railed against the security forces that Asminys troops were now reinforcing, pushing back against their nonlethal weaponry. A gutted and burned speeder lay upside down in the middle of the road.

Asminys closed his eyes and listened with his mind. Not for the roar of chaos. Not for the fear of civilians or grim resolve of his soldiers. He listened for the purpose he had felt earlier, the determination. The hope.

The flickering hope that lay to the back of the crowded riot. Men who were there with purpose, their lives devoted to a cause. That was what he felt as he opened his eyes again, the whisper of hope among the mad chaos that lay ahead. That was where he needed to be.

Snap-hiss. Dual sabers ignited from their hilts in Darth Asminys hands as the Sith Lord opened his eyes. He stepped forwards past the established perimeter and began to walk towards the source of hope that he would extinguish. Men and women screamed as they fell before his blades as he walked, survivors quickly making way to flee from the Sith Lord that walked among them. They were nothing but insects, and he was a striding god that delivered death as it pleased.

Approaching where the insurgents lurked, Asminys stuck both his hands outwards, lighting crackling from them to rake across the crowd of traitors that were swiftly beginning to disperse before his wrath.

"Will you mourn those who die for your cause." Asminys voice boomed towards the insurgents as he continued his unhurried approach. None among the crowd would have died that night if it weren't for whoever organized this little uprising. The people would have slept soundly, to awaken the next morning and proceed with their lives...

Instead, the insurgents had called forth calamity upon those who foolishly followed their lead. And they would be the next to reap the consequences of their actions.

-----​

It didn't take long for Captain Iidra to realize that some of the guards had not checked in. Taking control of the camera system from one of the officers present, Iidra switched to the appropriate camera to see two bodies laying on the ground. A few seconds rewind told him all he needed to know as he watched a few insurgents parade past the cameras. Facial recognition software began to scan them immediately, and the results were downloaded to Iidra's datapad along with the footage.

"With me." Iidra motioned to two of the four guards manning the security room. "Send that recording to Lord Asminys immediately." He ordered the watch officer.

"At once, Sir." The Officer nodded and proceeded to download and transmit files.

Captain Iidra stepped from the room, followed by a pair of Legionnaires. Entering the turbolift at the end of the hall, Iidra swiped his keycard and put in commands for the royal quarters. The turbolift slid shut just in time for Iidra to hear blasterfire echo through the hallway.

"My Lord, infiltrators have entered the palace. I suspect they are after the princess." Iidra spoke into his comlink after keying it to Darth Asminys private channel. He could only hope that the transmission wouldn't be blocked by the thick turbolift shaft walls.

Stepping out of the turbolift and onto the floor of the royal quarters, Iidra proceeded immediately to the princess' room where two guards flanked the door.

"I am executing protocol Zeta-3." Captain Iidra stated to the guard, who saluted before pulling a strange looking pistol from a secondary holster to hand to Iidra. Taking a deep breath. Captain Iidra stepped into the room.

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[Drow Venn]

The facial recognition technology would indeed ping the Pyke that Drow was with as the man had a criminal record a mile long and would be easily recognized as an associate of the Pyke Syndicate. However, it would be unable to land a decent scan on the Ishi Tib as the mask of his Pyke costume and the recently obtained scars on his face wouldn't make Drow identifiable to any known databases accessible to the Sith. Similarly, Taldorak's Mando mask and armor dye job made him unrecognizable although his Pyke associate would also be identified as a Syndicate enforcer.

Drow was able to feel the pain echo from outside the palace walls as Asminys and his men worked to suppress the riots and insurgents. Drow had been clear to the Cursed Hand to stage these protests as far away from civillians as they could but the very thought that people outside were dying due to the whims of madmen and cutthroats threatened to unbalance Drow. He thought of all the death he'd seen in his life and all the good that came from Jedi liberating planets and was calmed somewhat.

As Drow had just descended down to Iidra's level from the turbolift, he was able to see the captain dart into the other turbolift at the end of the hallway. Unfortunately, Drow wasn't quick enough to put the captain down but since Drow had descended before Iidra had left for the lift, he was able to peg one of the Legionairre's in the leg that had been following Iidra. As the turbolift doors shut, Drow motioned for the Pyke to finish off the Legionnaire while he gingerly entered the security room.

Predictably, a blaster bolt was fired, causing him to duck for cover back in the hallway. Crouching low, he peeked through the room again, he saw the two other Legionnaires in there, who fired again. Drow ducked again but, now knowing the enemy's location, peeped out again and put the two of them down, the Force maybe helping him a bit out with his aim. As he stepped in the room, he quickly surveyed the feed and was able to get a good feel for the palace and where the princess was kept.

"Mando." he commed over to Tal, careful not to use anyone's real name over the channel. "You're closest to the princess and you might be having some company on the way. We'll head up to your location. Delilah, how are things looking out there?"

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[Taldorak Trenessar]

Taldorak would grimace to himself as the Pyke kid flicked off every camera they passed, no matter. Not like the kid was traceable to anyone and well, not like he was going to survive the night. They were nearing the top when the comm from Drow got to him.

"Mando. You're closest to the princess and you might be having some company on the way. We'll head up to your location. Delilah, how are things looking out there?"

"Beak, if you can, slow the lift!" He'd respond to the comm. "Fuck. Quadruple time, kid. Time to earn your keep." Tal barked as he began to take the steps two at a time. Every lift panel he passed, he would damage, hoping to slow down the lift. With the kid steadily almost a floor behind him, Tal would slow only enough as he heard the turbolift doors open and voices.

Priming his wrist rocket, Tal would fire it at the reinforced door as someone stepped through the doorway, with the intent of not killing the Sith lapdogs. The blast itself would throw them to the ground and that's when the Mandalorian engaged. His visor would scan the forms for ranks before he opened fire, discerning none through the smoke, his DC-17x would begin to kill with little prejudice.

"On me!" he'd shout back as he charged to the doorway, kicking a squirming trooper and snapping his neck.

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[Asminys]

Reaching the crew of insurgents who had organized the chaos, Asminys almost had to respect their resolve as they leveled blasters on him. Blasters bolts flew through the air and a single saber weaved in front of him to send the bolts astray. Clipping his off hand saber back to his belt, he raised an empty hand and beckoned towards the insurgents. Their weapons flew out of their hands to clatter to the ground before him.

"Do you think you will not pay for what you have done tonight, many times over?" He questioned them, not really expecting an answer as some of them turned to run, and others raised secondary weapons to continue the fight. His fist clenched and they all froze in place as he forced his will upon their physical forms, some straining to raise blasters, others stopped mid-run.

Asminys Legionnaire's had been managed to follow their Lord as the crowd dispersed from the deathly stride of the Sith Lord, and they emerged behind him to lay into the insurgents with stun blasters. Crowds were dispersing all over the city as many fled to their homes, leaving corpses strewn in the streets. The casualties of rebellion.

"Mckkkhsshhhl....Lord, infiltra..... have en................alace. I suspe.............. fter th.......... cess." Captain Iidra's voice crackled over Asminys' comlink as soldier's moved to round up the insurrectionists. The Sith Lord wasn't exactly certain of the words, but he knew what they meant. Ordering a transport to retrieve him, his eyes stared at the palace tower in the distance, glaring death and hatred.

-----​

Captain Iidra stepped through the door into the princess' chambers/prison just as a rocket went off behind him. The door slid close as he stumbled and fell into the room, pain searing a line in his leg. Before him the princess sat on her bed, and around the room droids began marching towards the door where the commotion was coming from, blaster's ready.

"They have come for me." The princess said with fierce determination in her eyes as she watched Captain Iidra gain his feet, hand coming away with blood as he checked his wound. He shook his head as he limped towards her. "Your people have not come for you. Syndicate scum have come for you. They will not save you. You will just be another meal ticket to them." He chuckled before wincing in pain as he approached the princess with the injection gun.

Outside the room where the mandalorian was charging the doorway he would be met by eight battle droids that filed out of the room one by one to engage him. They would engage with blasters at range, and if he closed the distance he would find them capable melee combatants with stun batons springing from their right arms.

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[Drow Venn]

OOC: Sorry for the delay - post order got a bit mixed up between us. My fault completely.

"All groups - seal the doors and head upstairs to Mando's coordinates. We'll probably be out of here soon!" Drow said, knowing that things were happening fast and the next few minutes would be critical. Trusting Sparky, Hort'in and his two bodyguard droids to be capable of fighting their way up to Taldorak, Drow motioned for the Pyke to follow him up the turbolift as they followed Iidra.

Reaching up to the princess' level, Drow would ready his blaster and fire upon any droids the Mando may have missed as he greeted the rest of his men, motioning for Hort'in to transmit their coordinates to their ride out of here.

Meanwhile on the planet at large, word of Asminys' rampage had spread like wildfire and resistance forces and Cursed Hand soldiers alike were fleeing, whether for their ships or for their homes. The shouts and screams of Sith troops had been replaced by sirens and the roaring sounds of the subsiding flames across the city.

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[Taldorak Trenessar]

Tal would race for the door, just as the droids began to advance. It was always droids. Fuck.His little comrade would slide to a halt, voicing Tals thoughts at the site of the droids. But what came next was something out of a comedy skit.

The Mandalorian would release his weapon, the sling keeping it aloft as he turned to the kid, grabbed him by the shoulders and hip tossed him into a trio of the droids. Caught unawares, the droids would suffer the domino effect followed immediately after by the dreaded turtle effect. At least due to the fact the kid was screaming, scrambling and struggling which only seemed to pin them more. The most miraculous thing to Tal, was that in that panic, the kid managed to kill two of the droids heading for Tal. He would have had an actual future. Unfortunately, he didn't see the third, you would fire a bolt right into his head. Sadness.

Anyways, the Enforcer would begin to fire, leaving the three prone droids to become the playthings of his friends coming up the lift. With two down, three... occupied, trying to stun baton the corpse off of them, that left him with three. Easy work. Light work.

Bolts rained all his way, though he used the tightness of the doorway and an approaching droid to restrict the amount of fire coming for him. Seeing the Captain heading for the Princess, he would fire his fresh rocket at the ceiling between the captain and him, sending stone bricks hurtling at the droids from behind and a decent chunk colliding with the captains shoulder, forcing him to drop the injection gun.

The closest droid would grab ahold of his outstretched arm, exposing its own side to his DC-17x that he liberally peppered its side with. Collapsing in a smoking heap, still clutching his arm, he pull the sling loose and hurl it at the second droids head, sending it flailing for just a moment. It would be long enough for him to pull a dagger free and chop the droids arm at the wrist, freeing him from its grasp.

He then threw himself at the recovering droid, dagger in hand and damaged the servos of one of the knees. Thats when he found out about the handy dandy stun baton. Thankfully, it would hit the beskar and the thick padding beneath would keep the immediate effects at bay. Bleed through, would be different. The next strike of the dagger found the blade buried in the droids neck where he would growl as he attempted to pry the head free. The free hand of the droid would impact his chest, sending him back a few feet. Drawing his peacemaker, Tal would send three bolts into the torso and another two to the head.

As it dropped, the third droid had begun to recover from being pelted by concrete and the Mandalorian would enter the rest of the clip into the droid. Expelling the cell, he'd replace it and level his blaster at the Captain. "Step away from the girl. I have a thing for tower princesses."

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[Asminys]

The riots faded away and the military responders quickly shifted their focus from riot suppression to fire suppression, joining the arriving fire forces and aiding them in their attempts to extinguish the many flames that had sprung up throughout the city. Darth Asminys awaited the shuttle, but a feeling in his gut paired with the lack of further communications from the tower indicated that by the time he arrived, he would be too late.

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As the Mandalorian entered the room he would be confronted with Captain Iidra standing with a gun to the princess head. "You've made a big mistake coming here, Pyke scum!" The Imperial captain spat, venom and pain in his voice. His attention was focused on the Mandalorian in the doorway and didn't see the princess's furtive movements as she slid her hand under the pillow.

"If you take another step I will kill the princess, then you'll never collect a ran-" His words cut abruptly short as the princess pulled a holdout blaster from under the pillow and shot him in the armpit. The pistol fell from his hands and he collapsed in a trembling, writhing pile. Clutching at his charred shoulder, very much alive and in pain.

"Take me away from this place." She said as she stood and approached the Mandalorian. Her words almost seemed like a command even though her voice quavered with fear. She was after all, a princess.

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[Drow Venn]

Having finished mopping up the rest of the droids that had been engaging Tal, Drow put his blaster up and headed over to the princess and dead Imperial captain, motioning for his Pyke companion to stay with Hort'in.

"Nice work Mando. But that thing we were supposed to do at the end of this? Hold off on it. I got another idea." Drow told Tal; the Mandalorian no doubt being able to discern from the innuendo that Drow was referring to their plan to murder both of the Pyke operatives after this mission ended. Seeing that there was already one Pyke corpse on the ground, Drow knew the Sith would be able to piece together that this was a "Pyke Syndicate" operation. There was no need for the other one to die too and truthfully, Drow had always felt a bit shaky about disposing of the two criminals. The tone of the Ishi Tib's voice suggested to Tal that the Jedi Master did not want to negotiate this Master.

"Princess, it's a pleasure." Drow told the woman, impressed at her quick thinking and ability to smuggle a blaster into her cell. Then he blasted her window to pieces with his gun and commed to their pilot to arrange a pickup. With Delila's ship moving to hover just outside the princess' window, it would be an easy matter for the "Pyke" conspirators to hop into the waiting ship and get the hell out of here.

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[Taldorak Trenessar]

Tal had given some pause. He didn't want to get the princess killed. So as he raised both hands slowly, he heard a blaster go off. Though there wasn't a flinch from him, he was happy that the bolt hit the Captain. The fact of what happened was so funny to the Mandalorian that he actually laughed. "Yeah, sure thing, beautiful.. just uhh, one thing left."

He would step over to the Captain and fire two bolts into their head. "I hate leaving loose ends. And this would just be one more Life Day card I'd have to send and the budget just can't take that."

What a shocker. The Jedi didn't want to kill the Pyke. Unfortunate, but that was an i he could dot at a later point in time. He would just holster his blaster and shrug at the Jedi. "Sure thing." Delilah would bring her ship around for the exfil, the ramp hovering just beyond the now open window. Tal would climb through first and then, once he had his footing, offer a hand back for the princess and help her out.

Once they were all aboard, the ship would shoot for the atmosphere before hitting hyperspace. With that ever so familiar lurch, Tal made his way to Drow while the Princess freshened up. "First Pzob.. then we decide where to stash her. I'm thinking your temple. Her world isn't safe for now, my base could.. fulfill that but I don't know if we should put such a highborn in such a criminals den."

There were sure to be numerous logistics ahead. But for now, he struck a blow at the Sith while damaging the Pykes. And, he had a princess too. He was almost concerned about good deeds. Oh well, what else could one expect from the best the Zaa Fenn had to offer? Only a success.

/end thread.

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