Dancing with Pirates

[Krajin]

Derelict Mining Station, Pirate Base
0030 Hours
In Orbit on the far side of the Gas Giant Yavin
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One last obstacle stood in the way for an assault on the Sith held territory of Yavin. That was a small Pirate outpost hidden on a derelict mining station in orbit above the massive orange planet of Yavin. Initially the station was used to harvest certain gases and the incredibly rare Corusca Gems that some would dare attempt to collect in the red planet's incredible winds. The sensor system on board would prove to be a problem if they got alerted to the fleet that would come and thus, alert the Sith when the pirates went crazy. This station was falling apart in some places, mostly held together by spit, space bird droppings and good wishes. A wonderful station that was old, easily several decades and hadn't seen much maintenance from the pirates outside of whatever parts and 'special labour' they had acquired. Khalen and his friend had a simple job, sneak in and cripple the station and escape.

The first stage was easily completed, the Pirates, the Crimson Raiders had picked up a supply run from a nearby starport. Khalen and company had smuggled themselves inside two crates onto the station. A long, boring trip but hey at least they had food and drink to spare with ration inside those damn crates. They'd just recently been offloaded onto the station and taken to the large storage hold. Khalen reached out with his senses to feel for the pirates, waiting patiently for only a a couple to remain. Unfortunately for him though it was a premature opening as a Pirate would start to open the crate. The Trianii froze as his brain processed what was about to happen, the door was going to open and he was to be exposed with all his draws down! The door opened with a loud CLUNK and the poor fellow, a middle aged human male stared agape; stunned that there was a furry man in his crate of food. Though he didn't have enough time to even yell as a knife came out and jammed itself into the pirates throat. He was promptly hauled into the crate to prevent blood on the ground and arouse suspecion. They needed some time to get their job going. Khalen quickly ducked around through the quiet cargo hold, hunting for the other marked crate where his ally would be hopefully either coming out of, or already be out of and waiting.

 

[Andrewza]

Jake wonderd how lomg this station would be arround with out the nudge they where about to give it. It was old and falling apart all ready. Still the Republic could not wait and when they caused it to crash no one would be shocked.


The journey was uneventful. Most of it spent meditating the long hours away. So when he finaly opened the container he was fresh and ready. Mercy stun pistol out not because of any desire to save the pirats lives. Any man stunned when it got drawn to the planet below would die' but it did not leave blood and did not draw attions of a lightsaber.


Closing the container he felt a presence behind him. Spinning in the spot he aimed and lowerd when he spoted his partner. "Sorry sir." with a finaly push thr container was sealed. "I hope your arrival went smoothly"

 

[Krajin]

"It went as smooth as a Hutts body after getting bathed in oil." He grinned. "So! Ready my good Jedi friend?" Khalen asked with a big, wide grin. Despite having probably given an image that no bleach could ever, truly erase from the mind. The station was dark, the smell was not so great as stale air was being used hinting at a damaged scrubber system. "Okay! Targets.. we can kill the reactor and cause it to plummet into the planet. How's that sound? Though...run like crazy to their hangar. Which means.. find a proper layout of the station." He nods. "Thoughts?"

 

[Andrewza]

Jake hated being called a Jedi since he had left the order though he did not correct Khalen. The dim lighting and stale air gave the place a spooky and some what spooky atmosphere. "Perfect place for a horror holo vid" Jake thought to him self. "Right we could find docking masters office there should be a terminal or layout of the station there and the office cant be far since I don't think this station as many cargo bays"

 

[Krajin]

Khalen nodded "Yeah, lets be as quick and quiet as we can be. Once we get there, hit the reactor room. We can sabotage that, take control of the manoeuvring thrusters and gently nudge it into the atmosphere. I'd say it'd give us.. ten minutes to get the hell out of dodge." He nods and turns, then starts a quiet jog down the corridor. Pausing as two pirates chatting about their recent conquest gave for pause and the Trianii ducked into a dark corner and watched as they went on by up a flight of stairs. He grinned a little, time was short and in some cases you had to be quick and in other cases be slow and gentle.

As soon as they were out of ear shot Khalen moved along forward and down a corridor. It was relatively well lit though a little dusty and stale, the smell of unwashed pirate BO was unfortunately adding to the staleness of the air. If anyone ever enjoyed that corn chip smell, you will never want to smell it again when you realise where it was coming from. Ahead of them was one of the Pirate hangars, filled with Pirate 'Uglies', ships cobbled together out of parts of other ships that were hapharzardly put together. Such as a Sith interceptor sporting Aeon wings and a Haleon's cockpit. The dockmaster's office was nearby. They just had to cross that rather large, well stuffed hangar.

 

[Andrewza]

Jake though about the size of the station for a moment. "Sir you think 10min will be enough for us to escape? I mean we going to have to steal a ship from other people trying to leave. 20 min sounds better sir"

The journey to the hanger was short and other than a brief time hiding from to pirates nothing slowed them down. The ships here where a strange mix of ships and Jake wondered if they where ale to even fly. Still the cluttered nature of the place meant they could easily sneak through though Jake could sense people in the hanger, probably maintenance personal. Still it would be easy to avoid them.

Jake's small frame allowed him to squeeze throw gaps others could not has he slowly made his way through the hanger

 

[Krajin]

It wasn't a cake run by any short chance though, even if the hold was close to the hangar they still had to weave through these Uglies, what scrap droids that were floating around as well as technicians. The Pirates ran a decently tight ship here but even within this station they were very relaxed. Especially as one pilot leaned against this rather..ugly.. ugly and busily smoked a death stick. Khalen ducked and slid under a fighter as a treadwell style repair droid rolled on by and began fiddling with this particular ugly. It didn't seem to care who or what was around it, the poor thing had probably been mistreated by these pirates.

Khalen crawled to the other side of the fighters underbelly, peered out and around and quickly leopard crawled his way over to another fighter and rolled under it. Coming face to face with a tiny ball drone which was promptly caught and muffled as it was rather surprised. "hey, hey. Shhh.." He whispered to it. "Not going to hurt you." Yes he was the droid whisperer. It went silent, the bright golden eye of its focused on him. The drone was the size of a large individuals fist so it was more of an inspection drone than anything else. "Just passing through okay? You don't have to worry about us at all." he smiled. The droid couldn't see behind the glass but it could tell the meatbag didn't have harmful intentions. Though it had seen some damage itself from the terrible treatment and lackluster maintenance. Khalen let it go and it slowly floated away, thankful someone treated it nice. Or maybe it was fooled by him, who knew what these men had with them. Slowly, Khalen peered out from under the ship and around, watching the feet of a few pilots leave now and head off. Trandoshans, humans, weequay. Not the best aliens to see in this place, especially the lizards.

As the coast was clear Khalen slid out from under this particular ugly and ducked behind some crates near the Dockmaster's office, inside was a rather rough looking human female, working at her desk.

 

[Andrewza]

Jake made his own way but tried to keep sight of Khalen as he made his weaved through the ugly barley kept together ships. His smaller frame helping him out. Finally crawling along side his partner he could see the loan figure in the office her back turned from them. She was clearly a pirate by her dress and Jake considered his options before he drew his short vibro blade. and sneaked closer.

She was bent over a terminal deep in her work a mug sat next to her filled with something some may call a drink and others dirt. Jake moved fast she only responded to late by lifting her neck. slipping one hand across her mouth and the lade along her neck he spoke softly "You want to live and staying calm is how you live" Though a mind trick would easily work Jake did not use any such methods since really fear of death would do it just as good.

 

[Krajin]

The woman would freeze up at the presence of a knife "I will cut your throat you pathetic Animal." She'd growl out. "What do you want?!"

Khalen watched outside the door, before ducking in and started rummaging around inside of the room "Knock her out. We don't need any witnesses to alarm them." He commented as he continued to dig. There were several datapads, hard copy files and information as well as a computer. Khalen began to dig through it, hunting for the station layout.

 

[Andrewza]

Before she call out Jake pulled a arm tight around her neck till she passed out. "Sir I may of as while killed her I mean we going to crash there station in to gase giant"

Look behind him he saw the station lay out on the wall just sitting there as a map. Jake gave a chuckle as Khalen looked the one place it probably was not "Sir I found the map" reach forward he pried the plastic cover of it with his still draw sword pulling the map out and laying it on the table "So we here and need to be where ....."

 

[Krajin]

He shook his head and grabbed a Data stick "Physical maps are one thing." He said as he walked over to the woman and applied a sleeper hold to her whilst the other studied the map. She struggled a bit before falling asleep and being placed into a chair. "Right, plan." He looked over the old station map "Okay. We are here. Main reactor is this way. If we can get to the engineering controls..located here.. we can get our job done. Send the station plummeting into the planet." He nods. "Hm.. I see.. Hah! They have an old Dynamic Class here. The pirate Leader's ship. If we take it when we flee, we won't have to rely on those uglies. Course we'll need to deal with the Pirate leader if that is the case." He grinned as he found the main hangar marked out that was by large enough to fit the freighter and even had the notations down.

Khalen darted down the corridor, pausing at a large door with a vibroknife ready. Around the corner stood two of the pirates talking to one another rather loudly about some issues concerning their last run.

 

[Andrewza]

"while the leader is going to die in any case and I would rather in a really space ship"

Jake moved with his vibro Sword in one hand and his mercy stun pistol in the other. Being the one with a pistol Jake rolled in to the open and fired 2 quick shots off. Each pirate falling down "mm I am getting the hang of this shooting thing. Should we hide the bodies or just move faster sir?"

 

[Krajin]

Now things were getting dicey! With two blaster shots the sound alone would alert others to their position, though not to the degree of 'LOOK INTRUDERS!' but suspicions would be aroused. "Hide them!" He hissed and grabbed a body, stuffing it into a nearby vent like a tin of sardines. The corridor was long and branched off into two different directions at the end. Each leading to a different part of engineering. "Alright, I'll go right into the main engineering and take out the primary control room. You go left and clear out the other half of Engineering." He nods. "Make it quick, don't care if it gets loud at this point."

The corridor Khalen went down was not so dark or dirty, it was honestly a bit more well kept than the rest of the station probably due to its proximity to the reactor and controls. He paused at the doorway and opened the door, inside was a couple of individuals manning the controls. Khalen drew his knife and carbine and rushed in, firing off two bursts into two technicians and jamming the knife into the tech that was closest to the door. Their death wasn't as quick for them as Khalen moved over to the console.

 

[Andrewza]

Jake grabbed the other pirate and stuffed him next to his friend. Niether where dead but Jake doubt they would get of the stastion alive. Or even out the vent.


Jake rushed down the hall. The door the reactor was closed but opened as he arrived. 2 technistion where leaving. They where shocked at his sight and hesitated. It was brief but the out come was Jake fired off 2 sjots before the could call for help. The 2 that had probably just relived them hear the shots. But being a pirat base did not think it was avattack. Non the less one went to see what happened. By then Jake was entering the reactor room. 2 more shots put him and his friend down.

Before him behind thick shieled Windows was the stastions primary source of power. One that the explosive charges he had carried with him would shut down.

He would wait for Khalen to alter the orbit of the stastion. Then throw his explosive charge in side. The result would be the station in a doomed orbit unable to save it's self.

 

[Krajin]

Khalen got to work on the console, the system was old but rather simple for such a place. Standard fusion power core with a back up generator system. His skill in industrial espionage made this a simple trick of setting up a cascade failure in the primary power systems that would flow onto the back up generators. With that little party trick ready Khalen quickly moved over to another console and accessed the Station's positioning. This would take him the longest as he began to slice the system.

By now the pirates were well aware that something was going hinky with the station as it began to list slightly and begin to drift towards the station. Alarms would blare as Khalen screwed with the positioning systems of the station and sent its orbit plummeting. Once the station was grabbed by Yavin's massive gravitational pull it would never be able to escape. With the cascade power failure going on now, not even an emergency broadcast would get out now as communications would be cooked. Khalen quickly bolted out, his companion had his task and hopefully those charges were set to a timer. If they went off prematurely then they'd be space dust. Khalen didn't make much for stealth as people ran about in a craze, some would stop to fire on the intruder in some vain hope to stop them, forcing Khalen to take cover and return fire. A couple of shots would fly and take down the two pirates that fired at him.

Once those two were dealt with Khalen continued down the corridor, a surprise pirate caught him from behind and a blaster bolt scored Khalen across the shoulder. The armour took the majority of the impact however there was some bleed through. He growled and stumbled off to to the right and smacked into a wall around the corner. The pirate in question followed quickly hot on his heels met the barrel of a heavy pistol to the face and promptly, lost said face in a quick trigger pull. Khalen groaned a little, his right shoulder had suffered minor but still detrimental damage which affected its mobility and in turn his combat capability. The pain was the primary thing, the Trianii had been shot before but that didn't make it any easier. Especially when it comes to the sensitivity of the body to certain kinds of trauma. A quick shake of the head and some steely iron will to push on. Khalen soldiered on with his teeth grit and pistol out. The Carbine whilst useable with one hand for someone his size, would be as inaccurate as trying to use a hutt as a javelin.

They didn't have time to stop, nor did the trianii have time to bleed. Escape was the priority.

 

[Andrewza]

Jake waited for the stastion to start moving. As soon as he felt it he acted. Throwing the charges in to the reactor room. 10min from now the stastion would be bits of debery being drawn to the planets crushing depths. It would be as if it was never here.


Leaving quick Jake begane to run. Letting the force speed him along the way. He fired at the odd pirat in front of him but for the most part let his speed carry him along. Any case most people where in a panic.


He found his partner and sprint next to him. "Sir you hit!" though it was kind of a obvious thing Jake said it non the less. "Let me help you sir. We need to move fast." Jake overing to support Khalen weight so they could move faster.

 

[Krajin]

It was painfully obvious that he'd been shot and with the other commando coming up to his side offering support Khalen gently nudged him off "I've been shot in the back. Not the legs. My ability to move is fine." He grumbled, pride didn't let him accept the help of another in this case. He could still function at near full capacity and made sure of it. "Go! Lets get to the hangar." He'd order. The Trianii was a tough, stubborn sort even in his state.

He pushed on towards the hangar, as the station began to shift in orbit the apparent stresses of being pulled into Yavin's incredible gravity began to make its presence known as the massive station began to creak and groan as metal warped, bent and buckled on the hull. Khalen's grip on the pistol was tighter than the death grip of a snake in coil, as they made their way into the Hangar a word would shout out over the din of the creaking, groaning station. "There they are! Kill them!"

Blaster fire would echo from the Pirate commander and his four cronies, ugly Trandoshans with large intimidating weaponry that made them an utter charm to be on the receiving end of. Khalen dived behind a crate as Bolts flew overhead, it stung like a Felucian wasp as he hit it like a brick and pressed against it. His good hand over the crate to return blind fire to keep both the Pirate Captain and company pinned.

 

[Andrewza]

Jake did not press the point as the pair made for the hanger.

Jake covered from the entrance to the hanger, firing on the 5 pirates he watched as they scattered. And there ready to take of was there lift of the doomed station. It was clear that Jake was able to move faster, no matter where shot the pain would slow down any one. But at least the pirates where under cover. Jake rushed with a burst of speed to hide be hind some crates and moved to flank the pirates.

Once he could see them he fired, his first shot hit and dropping a pirate as the other returned fore on his position forcing Jake to take cover. But a few of the pirates them self broke cover either to find new cover or fire on Jake.

 

[Krajin]

Khalen was a soldier, more than a soldier to be honest. Not that he ever told anyone. He was used to pain, used to the feelings that came through with it and this was no exception. It could slow an individual down yes, for him not so much. He had taken cover behind several crates. The Pirates were smart about their positioning. Taking cover behind crates in a semi circle to make any attempts at flanking extraordinarily difficult whilst providing good covering fire for each other. The trianii frowned and peered over the top of his crate and watched as the other team mate flanked around.

The Trandoshans would pot shot at him, firing off every now and then and Khalen would return fire. With the thunderous crack of his heavy pistol one Trandoshan would go down as a Blaster Bolt managed to nail him/her/it right in the eye. A lucky as hell shot! He'd get some return flak from the pirates though, several bolts impacting the crate with one penetrating it and damaging the goods inside. Three down! Two to go!

 

[Andrewza]

With only 2 pirates left the fight was fare but time was not. Jake really did not want to do this but a long shoot out would lead to death. Taking cover he focused on the force. soon the 2 pirates floated up above there cover now fully exposed to his partner.