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Zell flinched at the mention of a ship, but Nat just laughed and said" Don't pay attention to him, he just afraid of traveling on starships"Nat laughed again when Zell twitched from the word "Starship". Zell recomposed himself and started following Freya.

Zell chuckled"I don't mind the traveling as much as the take offs and landings"He said following them, Nat still loading his weapons into his back pack as they walked.

Leo had been stalking the small party for a few city blocks now, all the while wanting to retch because of the disgusting wookies. He couldn't stand them, walking fur bags were what they were. They'd be better off as pairs of boots or maybe even a jacket. But he followed discreetly anyway, it was worth more than his life if the Order should discover that he had failed.

"Lead me on fools..."

As the mercs fell back the Hutt captain watched them on a holo display. A deep rumble echoed across the bridge from where the giant slug lounged, “Lightsabers?” The hutt twisted to face his chief bodyguard, a short woman with white hair and blue eyes. She wore a set of white and gold armor that was taunt around her figure and had a small white hood pulled back. Her hair was pulled into a tight braid and was cut short, a choice made for practicality more then for aesthetic reasons. She wore no tattoos of any sort and her figure seemed to be the only one of beauty on the bridge.

The hutt’s great eyes swung to scan over her, “This is serious, these boarders must be repelled.”

The echani stood stoic and quiet for a moment, “What level are they on?”

“Twelve D” One of the human crewman called out.

The hutt nodded, “Dispatch a team to lie in ambush. They might not be able to stop them, but they will be able to delay them.” Then he turned back to the Echani, “Kira, you will engage them should they fail. Delay them… if they can best you I’d like to face them myself.”

“Yes Duga,” Kira replied quietly, as she turned to the door. Her hand was at her side quietly stroking the collapsible fighting staff she wore on her belt.

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Calra slunk through the dark hallways ahead of Revak her helmeted head twisting left and right, searching through the shadows with her reloaded Plasma Carbine taunt in her hands. There was no sound save the soft click of Revak’s killing claw against the metal behind her. The sound was a give away of his position, but with him three meters behind her the give away could also be used to her advantage.

With a slow hiss the door before them slid open to expose a completely dark passage beyond. Suddenly there was a flash and a salvo of three golden charges hissed down the darkened passage. Calra leapt to the side as Revak slammed into a wall panel. The charges hissed past and detonated as they hit the last blast door, twenty meters down the hall. With a tap to her helmet Calra switched its visor to infrared and hissed, “A trap… we must be getting close to the bridge.” She leapt out into the line of fire, her plasma carbine up and ready, instantly she caught sight of a dim source of heat, lined up and fired.

With a moan the trandoshan in the center of the hallway crumpled to the floor dropping the rail detonator that he’d used just moments earlier. Calra switched to wide beam and leapt into the room, her plasma carbine still warm in her hands. Instantly she caught sight of a pair of Nikto with blaster rifles, she fired taking out all three targets with a single shot.

Then a jab of pain at her side alerted her to another danger. She spun as the vibro dagger that had been trust against the armor she wore glinted in the low light. She fired, melting the rodian on the other end of the blade and dropping him to the floor. Her plasma carbine sputtered as she pulled the now empty gas cylinder from it and slipped it into a bag on her leg. Out of ammo once again she slammed another gas cylinder into the breach as her head glanced around the hallway searching for more targets.

"Resistance?" Iria queried, thinking it over. "Would they be willing to take us in, what with working for the late Emperor Fel?"

Mon Cal ...

"A good point, indeed," Gunther replied. "That being said, I think we can talk to one of their de facto leaders," he offered.

"Well said, Vera," Kalnar agreed. "Under the circumstances, they should be willing to accept the help."

"Then, we go," Gunther said. "Though, to be on the safe side, you two should probably obtain new clothes," he suggested, in reference to their Imperial uniforms. They didn't raise sword to me. That should count for something, he thought, his hand over his mouth to conceal a smile.

"And, thank you, Sir Iust," Iria said to him with a light bow. "May the Force be with you."

She then looked to Gunther. "I do believe Sir Gunther's suggestion is sound," she agreed. "I could do with a change, myself." she sheepishly chuckled.