Big gun, big fun!

[Rayne Kelborn]

Space over Rodia
Local time 1645 hours

Big gun, big fun..

Two hours prior. . .​

Rayne had been sleeping when The Cloud entered Rodia's orbit, her pilots voice coming in over the intercom of her V I P chambers to alert her that they had arrived. A night of drinking had led up to this moment, and Rayne burped after sitting up semi straight, the burn of alcohol leaving her body in gas form through her throat and nostrils told her she had some work to do before she would even be ready to leave this room..

Ya. . Ya. . I'll be up in a minute. . Rayne grumbled back at the intercom, working was beginning to get in the way of her drinking..

It was going to be an easy job, simple hit and run smash and grab, batta bing batta boom.. and to make matters simipler, it was just a freighter, set to take off at seventeen hundred hours carrying a cargo hold full of some expensive materials or whatever.. At the moment Rayne didn't care, she needed a shower, some water, maybe brush her teeth and what not. Not to mention a change of clothes..

Rayne stood up, stumbling slightly at first as if she was just learning to walk again, although she may as well have been, the amount of alcohol in her system the night before was probably enough to kill three wookies and a fully grown bantha.. Bri!.. Rayne hollered from the doorway to the V I P quarters bathroom, You should probably shower too.. you smell like my vomit.. Rayne said, her eyes still mostly closed, Sorry.. She added apologetically to the sleeping @Brianna Saxon, she hadn't planned on getting that drunk but she always did at every Mando party she went to, and they had just killed the Emperor, so why not?

Rayne stripped off what little she was still wearing, which admittedly was more than the last time she'd woken up like this next to Bri, Wow.. A shirt and both socks.. Rayne said to herself, then activated the hot water. The warmth was nice, and it soothed some of the aches that the alcohol had left in her body.

After the quick shower Rayne walked with purpose back into her quarters and began donning some light clothing, then her armor, the custom fit heavy pieces fitting like a second skin on her. After picking up her Renegade Heavy Blaster Pistol, Beviin Light Repeater, yellow saber and her KL - 01 sword, each one finding a resting place in their respective holsters or sheathes, Rayne clipped a couple of each grenade type, adhesive and frag to her belt.

With a long sigh, she sat heavily on the bed with a thud. Ugh.. she exclaimed, Life is hard.. she whined before laying back on the bed in her full armor.

It had been about an hour before Rayne finally emerged from her quarters, heading straight for the mess hall, intent on eating the greasiest bantha bacon she could find.

It didn't take long before she'd whipped up a plate full of bacon and toasted some bread, enough for everyone present. Bread.. Bacon... Rayne said with her mouth full between bites, This is love.. Rayne exclaimed with a goofy smile.

Finally Rayne found her way into the cockpit, Report?.. She said seriously, hoping she still had just a little time left to relax before having to work.

Should be on it's way in about fifteen, Ma'am.. her pilot responded.

Oh good.. Rayne replied as she plopped herself down in the Captains chair, and picked no her packet of death sticks, taking one out and lighting it, and taking the days first drag of the delicious hallucinogen.

Leaning her head back against the comfortable head rest, and closing her eyes, Rayne sighed and said, Work work work... then grunted..

She might have had a second hand on this expedition, and only just remembered, the night before and the morning she'd had causing her to be very in the moment at the moment.. Kriff send a hail out.. Rayne said, and a moment later called to her partner ship, You here yet? @KinkyPrawn, Her voice sounding official, and not at all drunk from the night before.... well maybe a little..

Make sure our shields are up, and get the weapons warm, and the hyperdrive coordinates set, I want a clean quick job today.. Rayne ordered her crew, receiving a hail of Aye aye's and yes ma'am's as a response.

@Algarus @KinkyPrawn

 

[Hask Jen]

Rodia. Swampy, smelly, hot. Probably the last place Hask wanted to be at the moment. But work called and with the stagnation the empire was facing, we was desperate for some action. He also needed an excuse to try out his new weapons and armour.

He exited hyperspace in the planet's orbit. Right on top of the coordinates he received. "This is Jen. Requesting permission to dock and come aboard, over." he spoke calmly into the commlink with the Cloud. While he desperately wanted to try out the new freighter he 'acquired', it was still being refitted with new numbers to remove any trace of Czerka Corp from it. It would also be a little big for this job so he opted for his starfighter in this case.
After receiving an All Clear, he docked and entered The Cloud. Slipping on his helmet and poncho, his entire figure and weapons were covered up by the musty grey piece of material. He walked through the corridors of the gunship, greeting the crew as he approached the Bridge.

He saw Rayne sitting in her chair. He stood next to her and with a chuckle he spoke up. "Not only do you sound like you were hit by a freighter, you look the part too!" he said a little louder than supposed to, to test if she were as fragile as he suspected.
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"So what's the mission?" he said with a softer tone as he fiddled with his new helmet, still not used to the fit.​

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@Mad Dog @Algarus ​

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Come aboard.. Rayne replied to his hail, though it was likely he'd just storm in here anyway, all uppity and high spirited and annoying as all hell... Rayne thought, Hask was actually a trustworthy friend, but Rayne condition was poisoning her mind as a headache had started to form.

He'd arrived and stood right next to Rayne, What.. Rayne said in a moody tone, awaiting his response. Gee.. Thanks.. Rayne replied sarcastically, she'd showered.. what was wrong with her.. she thought.

Cooling her jets, so to speak, Rayne lightened up a bit, after all it wasn't @Hask Jen's fault she'd gotten trashed the night before. We got a freighter coming off planet in about fifteen minutes with some valuable cargo... it's already ours.. the pilots and the escort craft just dont know that yet.. Rayne said, a smiling creeping across her face.

Unfortunately the escort craft has to go, but if we don't have to I'd rather we didn't just massacre the people working on the freighter.. Rayne explained. Her plan was to blow whatre fighter or escort craft came with it to pieces, then disable the engines of the freighter, and board quickly. After she explained all of this, she apologized for the moody greeting she'd offered him when he first arrived.

We all clear on the plan? Rayne asked him, he was in a fighter himself, so the bulk of the escort craft would likely be left to him, depending on what craft it was.. her ship was fast, and powerful, but not fast enough to catch a fighter if it ran.

Rayne offered Hask some water, she now had about half a dozen bottles sitting next to her, rehydration and Galatic domination was her plan for this afternoon.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Hask Jen]

He listened to her as she spoke, arms folded across his chest. "I was hoping we could do this without killing anybody. Quick and clean...but without ion cannons or the like I guess this is the only option we have." he calmly noted as he pulled his helmet off his head and placed it on the dashboard of her ship.

He took the bottle of water and after a few gulps he gave it back to her. His nose curled up as he smelled the thick aroma of a deathstick in the air. "Okay, first: Hard drugs and hangovers never mix well. Second: You got another one of those?" he said with a sly smile. "And don't worry about the fighter. I'll take care of him. I doubt he'll even be a challenge." he stated casually, but seriously nonetheless.

After standing there for a couple of minutes he broke the silence. "Care to explain what happened that caused you to barely function as a living being?"

@Mad Dog

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Ion cannons were ridiculously expensive, and with the astronomical number of lethal weaponry that existed versus the minuscule number of non lethal, it was clear the powers that be in the galaxy wanted them to kill eachother, If you can go non lethal without risk of injury or death to yourself.. or more importantly, me... Rayne said smiling and shooting a wink, Then by all means do it, but I have some heavy doubts that the person in the other star fighter will be offering you the same kindness.. Rayne finished, it was an unfortunate truth, but one that needed to be addressed seriously.

Rayne puffed on her death stick once more, blowing the smoke in a ring towards the ceiling, Who says I have a hangover?.. Rayne smiled as she handed Hask one of his own.

Hask had asked about the reason for the cause of her current state, Oh my.. Rayne started, There was a Mandalorian party celebrating the the death of your emperor.. Rayne said, And I can't very well go to a party without getting totally wasted embibing just a little bit.. Rayne said indicating she'd only had a couple drinks, when in fact she'd drank more alcohol than any single person she could remember last night, not that she remembered much of last night anyway...

Captain.. Rayne's crewmen called out. Report? Rayne said back, to which the man replied, The freighter should be lifting off shortly, our man on the ground says they've finished loading the cargo and are all on board now, likely running pre flight checks.. he said.

Looking back at Hask, Well.. Game time.. She said, somewhat excited for what was about to go down.

@KinkyPrawn @Hask Jen

 

[Hask Jen]

As she spoke, he drew his pistols and check their ammo, primed them and holstered them. "Like I said, don't worry about that starfighter." he said cheerfully. "Between you and me, I'm slightly hoping that they resist. I'm dying for an opportunity to test out some new toys."

He took the deathstick and gave it a few good puffs. "Party huh? That's actually funny, because while you were getting shitfaced over there us sith had a memorial to honour the dead. Safe to say, in typical sith nature, it ended up being a standoff with everyone forgetting why they're there. I was tempted to just drop a smoke grenade in there and watch the chaos unfold." he chuckled as he explained.

The crewman spoke up just as he finished the deathstick. He killed it against his armour, putting it in a pocket as to not pollute the ship. He picked up his helmet and slipped it back on. "Alright, let's do this." he slid on his poncho's hood as he turned on his heel.

He climbed back into his starfighter and prepped all the systems. "Oh and Rayne, how about I make you a deal. I teach you to fight with a saber and you teach me to fly a starship. How does that sound?" he perked up through the commlink as he released his ship from hers and brought its guns and shields online.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Hask had confirmed something Rayne had already thought, that the Sith would be in pieces, and all fighting for supremacy over one another. This topic, while important was one for another time. As Hask took off, Rayne said, Be careful, don't get yourself killed..

That sounds like a deal.. Rayne responded, she knew how to fight with a sword, but the lightsaber was a whole different animal.

A few minutes would pass and the freighter would come into a view, a Gorath-class Freighter, perfect.. Rayne thought, the big ugly beast lumbered into view, it was slow, and big, capable of holding a stupendous amount of cargo, cargo Rayne was intent on reliving them of. Alright buddy, the prey is in sight.. do you have eyes on any escort craft? Rayne asked @Hask Jen over the comms.

The Cloud's shields were active, and the weapons were all online, ready to spring the trap on this group of poor unsuspecting freighter operators. Rayne had the blueprints for the Gorath-class Freighter laid out on her desk, most important was the location of the ships hyper drive engines, Rayne's primary target.

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Hask Jen]

He slowly flew next to the Cloud as he scanned the situation. "Alright Rayne, I see four RX-series fighters escorting the freighter. Probably the ones with the hyperdrive and no shield given that they are escorting the freighter. I'll take them out then work on the freighter's shield. Once it's down I'll wait for you guys to knock out its engines then dock with you guys."

After he was done explaining, he accelerated. Pushing the fighter's engines to their max he flew straight for an incoming fighter. As soon as he got in range of the first one, he spammed the fire control on his joystick, spraying the RX fighter with cannon fire and causing it to explode in a ball of fire.

He flew through the fire, the flames swirling behind his engines before disappearing in the cold vacuum. He circled around and got onto the tail of the second one, firing at it and sending it spiralling away as the pilot lost control.

"Come on guys, move in! I can't do all the heavy lifting for you!" he said with a laugh to his teammates before banking right as a fighter opened fire on him, his shields holding up and tanking the shots.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne was coming in from above when hask made his call, having made a large upward loop, Lightning!! Rayne yelled, prompting her crew, which now included twelve new Mandalorians, to fire every heavy blaster cannon at available targets.

The five most forward facing cannons opened up on the star fighter which had decided to engage Hask.. Rayne watched from the Captains chair as the star fighter took hit after hit after hit, and was reduced to several different flying pieces.

Awww what's the matter Hask? Scared of a little dog fighting?.. Rayne taunted him over the comms.

One of Rayne's heavy blaster cannons was trained on the freighter while the rest we're dedicated to eviscerating that dead star fighter. I left one for ya.. Rayne said to Hask as she maneuvered The Cloud to the rear of the freighter, roughly one hundred and thirty meters to its rear. Aim the Thunder.. I want an accurate hit to his hyperdrive engine.. Rayne said as she stood up from her chair and watched the freighter in front of them.

I've got an angle.. Rayne's crewmen said, Fire! Rayne replied immediately, the Proton Torpedo lept from it's tube, and it spiraled in the vacuum of space, closing the minute distance quickly and smashed into the freighter's shields directly over its hyperdrive engines, the shields would hold, but some bleed through would be expected, hopefully bringing down a bit of the engines efficiency.

Rayne saw the ship's shielding pop, and the formerly invisible wall turned a greenish color for a second before fading out. The Cloud was closing the distance, Forward two Lightning, I want light hits, once you see fire cease fire.. Rayne ordered, her dual heavy blaster cannons going to work nicely, And someone back up our fighter if he needs it.. Rayne added on, causing her rear mounted dual heavy blaster cannon to add suppressive fire to the enemy star fighter, making Hask's destruction of it likely much easier.

Open a hail on this freighter I want a direct line... Rayne ordered, and received a quick Yes ma'am before the screen popped up and Rayne could see the frightened captain of the freighter on the other side..
Rayne stepped into view, You the captain of that boat? She'd ask before continuing, I'm in a position where I'd like to see you all make it out alive.. but I also wont lose an ounce of sleep if you dont.. Rayne said smiling, Surrender and I'll allow every one on that freighter live.. Rayne said.

(Dice)

The man on the screen simply flipped Rayne off and the hail was cut, Alright.. hard way.. Rayne said, she wanted to get her feet wet anyway. She watched as one of the engines popped, sending fire and electrical crackles out into the blackness of space. Move forward, prepare to board.. Rayne said. The Cloud moved to the freighter's dorsal docking ring, and it's laser cannon was pointing right at it while it did so, pop that thing off would ya?.. Rayne asked as several of her heavy blaster cannons let loose a short wave of fire, beating the freighters one form of defense to shreads before forcefully docking with the thing.

Lets roll! Rayne called out as she and six of her twelve Mandalorian marauders made their way for the cargo bay to begin the boarding. Clean shots, I want confirmed kills, it takes fifteen to crew that beast and theres room for another ten more.. They have numbers but are likely just lowly freight emoloyees with guns.. Rayne said as she waited for the docking doors to open, her repeater pointed toward the door as she was behind cover. Her marauders following suit.

 

[Hask Jen]

He was weaving around, trying to dodge the fighter on his tail. Suddenly a hail of bolts flew from the side, lighting up the pursuing fighter. "Thanks! I owe you one." he cheered into the commlink.

He circled around, watching as the Cloud lit up the freighter with all its beautiful might. His view was interrupted as the last fighter fired at him from behind, seemingly seizing its one second opportunity. He banked left and right trying to shake it. "Next time, I'm leaving this flying brick at Korriban." he grumbled into the commlink.

(Dice)
Thinking quickly, Hask pulled the thruster lever back, cutting his engine and allowing the enemy fighter to overshoot and fly past him. As soon as it passed, he pushed it back to full throttle and lit up the fighter with a hail of cannon fire as it flew into his crosshairs. The fighter blew apart and he flew around the wreckage.

He flew around the freighter and forcefully docked on the opposite side of the Cloud. As he entered, he drew his new lightsaber into his left hand and one of his Westar pistols into his right from under his poncho.

He activiated the lightsaber, its red blade and crossguards igniting with a deep hum. As he walked a few steps further, a door on the other side of the hallway opened and Rayne's squad breeched along with her. "Well, well! Look who finally decided to join the party." he yelled out to them as he gave a dramatic bow to put some extra sarcasm on top.

"Let's commandeer ourselves a ship, shall we." he spoke as he casually walked forward and rounded a corner towards the bow of the ship, his weapons at the ready for any surprises that might emerge.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne watched as her men leveled their guns at Hask, his red blade drawing the attention of her Marauders. Hold your fire! She yelled, her and Hask's relationship was definitely unique, and her men were still adjusting to that.

Walking over to Hask Rayne said, I got here first... With a tone of superiority, and sarcasm, Agreed, let's take this beast.. Rayne added, There could be as many as twenty five hostiles, unknown at this time, keep your weapons hot.. Rayne explained..

Rayne maneuvered between the long stacks of crates, none of the ships crew had decided to make a stand here, which was good, too much cover for them to hide behind. As her men, and Hask stacked up on the door, Rayne gave it a push...

Locked.. Rayne said disappointed, Hask? Wanna do the honors? She said, he did after all have that nice red lock pick.

 

[Hask Jen]

Hask walked side by side with Rayne, keeping his lightsaber up and his pistol ready as they walked through the seemingly empty hallways.

They eventually reached a door that was locked and she asked him to open.
"Well, it would be my pleasure." he said casually, with a smile forming behind his helmet.

He holstered his pistol and held his right hand up beside him. A second lightsaber flew into his hand and ignited as he closed his fingers around it. "This is why I love breaching. Always scares the crap out of someone." he said as he stabbed both blades into the top of the door, slowly slicing a circle out of the door big enough for everyone to fit through. When both blades touched at the bottom he extinguished the second one and clipped it back onto his belt.

He took a step back and pulled his right hand back towards his chest. "Alright, get ready to breach!" he commanded.
He thrusted his right hand forward and, using the force, hurled the neatly cut circle out of the door and sent it flying the distance of the room behind the door, catching a few of the crew members in its wake and knocking them out cold.

As the door flew, he drew his pistol once again and stood aside, allowing the ironclad marauders to charge in, clear and scope out the room.
When all of them were through he followed after them, blade and pistol at the ready.

"Excuse me but do you have a moment to talk about our lord and saviour, the almighty Dark Side?!" he yelled out to the enemy crew as he entered, just for a final touch.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

When Hask was cutting a new door out of the existing door and the surrounding wall, Rayne could hear the people on the other side screaming, this brought a twisted evil smile to Rayne's face, it was covered by her helmet, so no one would see it, but it may have indicated a change in character, temporary or not no one could tell at this moment.

Once Hask pushed the chunk of metal inward, Rayne and her Marauders breached, each one firing short controlled bursts of repeater fire, targets were identified and eliminated in an orderly fashion.

The dust settled relatively quickly, only a couple of shots of return fire had been made, but no one had suffered any injuries, save for some damage to armor.

Rayne heard Hask preached about the Dark Side, My Kad, Hask... Rayne thought rolling her eyes..

Two exits to this room were located, and secured while Rayne and another Marauder took inventory of the defeated enemies... Hask had managed to smash three men with his flying door trick, and Rayne and the Marauders had taken down six more. Impressive, Hask.. Rayne said, making her way to the exit that led to the cockpit, it was likely the crew would try to make a stand there. The next door was unlocked and the Marauders breached alone, gunning down two more tangos, one of which was only armed with a Cosmowrench. Kad.. Rayne said, Why are these people even fighting back? I would have let them live if they surrendered... Rayne finished.

 

[Hask Jen]

He walked through the room, taking stock of the carnage. These men were brave to try and resist, foolish by all accounts, but brave nonetheless.

He walked past a crewman who was riddled with blaster holes, but still alive somehow. Deciding to give the man a quick death he plunged his crimson blade into the man's chest, easing his passing.

"We gave them a chance to surrender. They chose to stand and fight and they chose poorly. They should have known better than to try and go head to head with a platoon of mandalorians." he spoke out loud for Rayne to hear as he stared at the man he just mercy-killed.

He turned his attention to a room after he heard gunfire erupt from it. He held his pistol up, but lowered it just as quickly when Rayne and her marauders emerged from it.

"Where to next? The cockpit? That'll be their best chance of mounting some form a defence against us." he said as he rested his pistol on his shoulder and watched as she walked, waiting for his next order.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

There was really only one destination left.. The cockpit.. as the band of warriors... and Hask.. made their way to the cockpit it came into view. Rayne called a halt to the squad, a pair of crates had been set in the doorway to the cockpit, and Rayne smelled a trap.

With two three man teams, Rayne marched forward, leaving the rest behind, Hask at the front of one, and Rayne at the front of the other, they tip toed.. well as quietly as one could tip toe in heavy boots, forward. Rayne loosed two HH - 69 "Hue hue" Adhesive Grenades from her belt, primed them and tossed them into the cockpit, the enclosed area would trap a good deal of them for quite a while, and a non moving target was an easy target..

Once the grenades hit the ground, a could of yells and some bolts started flying, Rayne and the Marauders fell in line quickly, returning heavy fire from their repeaters, and cutting down three of them quickly.

 

[Hask Jen]

The first thing he noticed is how quiet it had become. He extinguished his blade as to not give them away as they approached the cockpit.

Rayne assigned them into groups and loosed two adhesive grenades into the cockpit. Grabbing onto the element of surprise, he charged forth into the cockpit, igniting his crimson blade and blocking rounds as they came while the group of marauders opened fire and took out the crew members.

One of them got lucky, however, when they fired at the same time as another crew member. Hask blocked the one bolt but failed to stop the other and it tore right through his unprotected upper right leg. He fell to the ground with a grunt from the shot."You son of a..." he didn't bother to finish his sentence as he emptied his pistol into the crew member who was trying to seize the opportunity.

He blocked a few rounds that came his way from the prone position he was in, deflecting two rounds back to another crew member and hitting him square in the chest. With a struggle he got back up on his feet, balancing on one leg and leaning against the wall as the fight started concluding. His mobility is going to be quite impaired for the rest of the week at least.

Another shot rang out and hit him in the gut, but this time there was a solid piece of durasteel in the way to block the shot.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne saw Hask go down, and knelt in front of him providing him cover and fired seven bolts from her repeater through the cover the crewman had been hiding behind, the last two breaching and finding their target in the man's midsection.

Rayne's Marauders stormed the cockpit, the it repeaters blasting like a high speed techno beat, and Rayne sat against the wall, her chest plate steaming from the two bolts she'd taken by a lucky crewman, the plate was now trashed and she'd need to replace that part of her armor now..

Kad dammit Hask.. Rayne said, you cant tu anywhere without soaking up hits.. she finished.

The Marauders had managed to secure the cockpit, only taking minimal superficial damage to some of their armors. With their targets down and the adhesive from the grenades dispersed, Rayne checked out the cockpit for a moment, it was impressive, though for a ship this size it would need to be.

Determined the threat was eliminated, Rayne left ten of her Marauders to pilot the ship. She'd eliminated its primary hyperdrive so they would have to use the freighter's backup class ten. But that didn't matter, speed was no longer an issue here.

Rayne and the two other Marauders made their way to the cargo bay, and Rayne left them their yo secure the cargo, just in case there was another crewman hiding somewhere down there.

Hask, I appreciate what you've done for me here, and don't worry, you'll get your cut... she said smiling as she prepared to disembark back to her own ship, but waited for Hask's reply.

 

[Hask Jen]

Hask stood his ground as best he could and kept deflecting shots as they came. Finally Rayne intervened and somehow found time to talk smack in the middle of a firefight. "What can I say, its probably the sword." he managed to get out with a struggle.

Finally the fight came to a close. Rayne sat against the wall and he joined her as he extinguished his lightsabre and held it in his hand. He looked at the pistol that was still in his right hand. "These things can be pretty handy at times..." he said as he holstered it.

He sat there for a moment, watching as she barked orders and the marauders sprang to action.

He looked up to her when she talked to him. "Anytime Rayne. And I appreciate the cut, but this was mostly to kill some boredom." he said with a chuckle, before wincing from the pain in his leg. "I can handle electrocution, strangulation, lightsabers and all that jazz. Getting shot is a pretty new sensation." he said as he removed his helmet and scratched the back of his head.

He held his right hand out for her to help him up, while his left hand holstered his lightsabre and braced against the floor. "Mind if I fly with you for a bit? With this leg the little piloting skills I do have won't be of much use. I'll stay out of the way, promise" he said casually with a smile.

@Mad Dog

 

[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne helped the man stand up, and carried him along as he hopped to the cargo bay with her. Of course she'd let him ride along, but not without some teasing, That's fine but a ticket to ride is eight hundred and forty credits.. but for you, since we're friends and all... nine hundred.. Rayne said with a smirk as they boarded The Cloud.

In a matter of minutes they'd made it back to the cockpit of The Cloud, her crew awaiting her orders, it had been a while since she'd been alone with her crew, as the assignment of the twelve Mandalorian Marauders had crowded her ship, so it was relatively quiet, and somewhat nice to catch up with the normal crew of her ship.

In just a few more minutes both ships would hit hyperspace and be on their way out of here, and Rayne looked to Hask and said, So you cool with Mandalore as a heading?.. her tone and look serious..

@KinkyPrawn

 

[Hask Jen]

They hobbled along the length of the absurdly long ship. She joked about a payment rate and he decided to go along with it. "Nine hundred?! Last week you were eight hundred flat! Damn you mandos are expensive." he said in mock disbelief as the walked along towards the Cloud

Finally in the bridge, he sat to one side and bandaged himself up. He stopped and looked up to her when she asked him about their destination, an annoyed look stretching across his face. "Okay, first: That's my joke. Second: Hell no! It's Concord Dawn or bust!" he tried to sound as serious as possible, but started giggling as he said the last part.

"Well you can drop me off on Taris. My ship is there and the work on it should be done by now. I think you'll like the paint job I picked out for the Hellion." he explained to her as he worked further on his leg.

@Mad Dog