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Link gripped the edge of his seat as the ship shuddered again from another near miss.
The fact he was buckled in didn’t make him feel any better.
He was on a rickety Sullustian Space freighter being chased out of the system by a cadre of Imperial Starfighters.
He had no way to defend himself if the ship was shot down by the Predator Fighters. He was, in fact, helpless.
For a trained warrior in his prime, the idea of being helpless was frightening.

“Stop digging holes in my chair!” Reido barked at Link as fiery bolts of light blitzed past the canopy. “What’s the matter, Jedi?! You a space cherry?!”
“This one has traveled in Space before,” Link said calmly through clenched teeth, “but being shot at while doing so is a new situation altogether!”
“Figures!” Reido declared as he yanked his control yoke hard to port. The stars outside the cockpit tilted and whirred past at sickening speeds. “I get the one human Jedi in the galaxy who’s not a fighter ace!”
“Please don’t stereotype.” Link grumbled “It demeans us all.”
“Sure thing, Jedi!” Reido pulled back on the yoke and the ship’s bulbous nose turned up, Predator laser fire bracketing the edges of the viewshield. “Just as soon as you stop freaking out on me! You’ll rip the damn seat apart if you clench those monkey paws of yours any tighter, and that’s quality Corellian leather! Do some of that meditation kriff or something and relax! You’re in good hands!” He jerked on the controls and the ship suddenly yawed to starboard, again forcing the stars outside to whiz past at a dizzying speed. “Once I get us past the Interdiction field, it’s a straight jump to Bandomeer! I got the course already laid out!”

“Watch out!” Link shouted as a Predator bore straight in on them, canons blazing.
Reido thumbed a trigger and green bolts shot out, smacking into the Pred and sending it spiraling off course.
“Get out of my way you damn dirty shiznos!” Reido snarled at the predator as it yawed past.
Link glared at him.
“Oh…right. Sorry about that.” Reido muttered apologetically.
“Stereotyping, racial slurs; this one is beginning to question the model the Antarian Rangers present to the galaxy.” Link said critically.
Reido spared a look at the Jedi. “Oh get off your high bantha! Just because you’re a Jedi, that doesn’t mean you get the right to criticize me!”

“Eyes on the Stars!!”
Reido’s attention snapped back to his flying as a Huttese cargo barge began to rapidly fill their vision.
“Paraptu kresh!” Reido swore as he jammed the control yoke forward and drew power from the weapons into the engines with a flick of a jury-rigged switch.
The ship nosed down and rocketed under the barge at the last second. The pursuing Predators scattered and only one crashed into the barge, snapping one of its wings off as it slid underneath. The fighter began to spin out of control, forcing the pilot to bail.

“Ha-ha!” Reido crowed as he sent his ship into hyperspace. “See ya, sleemos!”
Link gave an exhausted sigh of relief and released his grip on the flight chair. “Never again. If this one is to engage an enemy, he will do it with solid ground beneath him.” The Jedi sunk into his seat and wearily shook his head.
Reido cast a glance at link and chuckled. “Hey, lighten up Jedi. You just witnessed first hand the fine art of running an Imperial blockade. All we need to do now is make a few off path jumps to sidestep whatever interdiction they might have called in front of us and we’ll be in the clear. Trust me.”
“This one trusts in the Force, and the Force is full of unexpected surprises. He will relax only when we reach our destination.” Link unbuckled himself and rose. ‘Now if you’ll pardon…”
“Fresher’s down the corridor and on your right.”
“Thank you.”

Jaden reamined with the rest of the sith, a pathetic sight as it was, it was still something until he sensed a new more mature presence. Jaden decided to go take a visit, knowing the ship by heart, he found the closet and the feeorin and HM there. Jaden walked up to HM and spoke in sithese that the other sith could not understand, "Is this a new recruit," he said.

"Ahh Jedi happens" Kren said " I have slept in worse area and a lot worse circumstances".

Kren laughs to himself and said as the robot left "I intend on attaching a video to camera to my armor to catch all the brutality as unfolds, i send you a copy".

"I would not say the Master sits on his haunches. He tends to be quite active for as powerful as he is. There are some things lackies just can't do," HM rebuked.

"I'm afraid I do not comprehend all the different aspects of organics. I'm afraid I'm programmed to kill and translate, not for humor." HM retorted.

"It is usual for organics to be jealous when they have been surpassed by a machine. Especially when I am able to speak with the Master, and you are not," HM said, noting several previous examples.

"Speaking of the Master, shouldn't you be with him prepping the troops, rather than here with me? I do not believe you were given the task of welcoming Kren the Saw on board."