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Koil's eyes practically rolled into the back of his head as he heard a brand new alarm sound. what in the name of all creation is it now The man did have patience and in limited supply the same as anyone else. It had yet to manifest itself on the surface but the wear and tear was starting to grow more than he usually allowed.
The man tended to deal with things that were in his area of control. That, or he just generally did not care about what most people did. "I want communications up and ready as soon as we exit. Let them know we have the package ready for stripping and to make sure they were bringing my kit" He said as he stood hunched over his own station. Normally a captain did not have to operate a station. But he was not a captain, he was a hijacker on a ship that was going to end up gods knew where.
The intelligence Koil and his team had collected and analyzed had not been as accurate as they had hoped and in turn the resistance on board were not as ideal as expected. No plan survives contact with the enemy His old man's words rang in his ears as the water from a spare emergency ration container was opened beside him.
What was worse, he had more respect on the troops trapped on this vessel than those left behind in the Ithor system roughly four days ago. The surprise on board was that the people in the more receded quarters of the ship had kept quiet. They had expected the other Galactic Alliance members to actually successfully negotiate some sort of surrender. Their faith was evidently misplaced as the Galactic Alliance fired on their own ship. Yet despite the betrayal they had continued to survive. They had not noticed or maybe did not care that the Mandalorians that had hijacked their ship were not even using lethal force.
A heavily felt woosh moved through the War Councilor's body along with the rest of the ship and everything on board as the vessel dropped back into sublight space. Immediately the planet filled the bridge's view but it was a large astronomical body. What was more worrying was the much closer and quickly growing image of an orbital station as the careening frigate flew directly into it, chipping off a chunk of its empty docking arm.
I really need to learn who was flying that starfighter. The inner words were quickly changed to actual audible words. "Send a message to the gutting crews in Sullust. Let them know where we are." Malastare, that was where they had ended up as the readings on the navigation continued.
With the thrusters and engines destroyed by that pesky starfighter back on Ithor there was little for the Silent Badger to do as the ship continued to shoot over the high orbit of Malastare. Momentum continued having exited hyperspace and the frigate streaked from mid to low orbit. "Everyone brace for shock. We'll be hitting the surface, crash landing imminent. Brace for shock." Of course the escape pods had been locked down. There was not enough time for them to undo the security protocols they had put in to prevent the remaining rebels from escaping. Remaining hostages and mandalorians returned to the expected safe area of the Frigate. The rest, more resistant members that would rather die than to accept the hijacker's suggestions chose death over momentary paralysis. They had made their choice. "A waste" it was rare for Koil to agree openly with his father but this was not a normal occasion.
The following moments would be intense. The vessel clipping a mountain and losing more or less the keel of the vessel. But in the end they survived. The Galactic Alliance they had left back on Ithor would not be able to reach them if they wanted to. The time for someone to communicate that some strange damage ship had arrived and then said people to traverse hours if not days would take a significant time, at least twenty four hours. That was enough for them to clean up the crew that remained. They had stunned the remaining, surviving crew, and had returned the escape pods to operational status. Several groups of mandalorians, with hostages, were ready to jettison as soon as the ship came to a halt.
"Be ready for anything!" He said as the jarring slowing continued to his comrades. At least they had been able to recover their ammunition spent from earlier. Their reinforcements were on the way. His basilisk war droid had survived thankfully since it had also been around the bridge at the time of the crash. Then again, he wondered if dropping a whole ship on one would get a scratch probably. Let me show you Hod Ha'ran just how much of a trickster Silent Badger really is.
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