Communications Disarray

[Galavant]

Jillian was smoking as she waited next to a speeder for her partner in crime to arrive. Toprawa hadn't been hard to get to, it was sitting on a major hyperspace lane, and thus was well trafficked. Nothing identifying who she really was, or what organization she belonged to. Not there were a lot of those in the first place. She was actually a bit glad she wasn't famous right now, given that with her rather distinctive appearance, she'd stand out very easily if anyone knew who she was. Depending on how things went, she probably wasn't going to be able to do something like this again, assuming of course she got away with it in the first place.

Which was one of the reasons she was smoking. She didn't want to be here a second longer than she had to be, an d would rather that the entire thing already be over. Leaning against the speeder, she looked around. Toprawa seemed rather dark, but that might have just been the sunglasses she was wearing.

Okay it was definitely the sunglasses she was wearing. The spaceport was a hub of activity as always, and things seemed generally peace like. There were no obvious signs of another presence, but of course if there were such obvious signs than the senate would have acted by now. The speeder itself was a fairly typical design that she'd rented under an alias. Open top, red color, two seats in the front, two in the back. It wasn't the fastest or coolest looking model, but it would get them from point A to point B, which was all they really needed it to do. The back was taken up by her duffel bag, which contained a few party tricks, her blaster, and her body armor. She didn't exactly want to be waiting around the space actually wearing it, and instead was in a simple white tank top with charcoal pants, and boots of a color that matched the pants. Instead she'd wait till they were up in the air, and that's when they could also do their planning in safety as well without having to worry about prying eyes, and ears a little too sensitive.

All in all it was a bright sunny day on Toprawa.

It'd be a shame if something happened to it.

@Caligula

 

[Caligula]

Toprawa. Her first mission for the Border Alliance. Lisa was buzzing with excitement. She could barely contain herself as she prepared to leave the shuttle that had taken her to the spaceport where she was supposed to meet her contact. She was wearing her tan work pants and a green plaid button-up shirt. Her black combat boots were laced up and she was already wearing her black fingerless gloves. Her mother’s black cap was resting on her head. Her Bantha leather eyepatch was resting comfortably over her right eye. Sitting next to her was her bag containing her body armor and her rifle. She had her pistol holstered at her side and her vibroknife hiding in the sheath in her boot.

The ship landed and she quickly departed, moving through the bustling crowd with a big grin on her face. She scanned the crowds for any sign of her contact. She had received a quick briefing pertaining to her mission prior to leaving for Toprawa, so she knew why she was there. The more she thought about it, the more excited she got. However, the bright sun of the planet put her off a little given her sensitivity to light. But her right eye was covered so it didn't bother her too much.

Finally, she spied an unassuming figure standing near a red speeder. She recognized the figure as Jillian, her contact and partner for this job. She tried to suppress her smile as she carried her bag over to the speeder.

“Hello. Any trouble? How was the trip?” She was sort of glad that she had another girl with her. Guys just made things complicated, especially when Lisa was involved. It was clear she was very attractive and that caused distractions for most people. She tried to ignore these and move forward.
She tossed her bag in the bag next to Jillian’s. “So, we ready to go?” She asked with a grin and her hands in her pockets.

 

[Galavant]

Huh. Eyepatch. Didn't see that one everyday. She'd have to try her best to keep from intentionally antagonizing her comrade about it. Which was going to be hard because antagonizing people was one of Jillian's favorite things to do. The I see jokes, and keep an eye out on this, and various others practically wrote themselves for kriff's sake.

"Nope it was pretty dull," Jillian answered, stubbing her cigarette out on the ground. After having people shoot at you, regular old space travel came across as just plain boring.

“So, we ready to go?”

Nahh I figured we'd just stand around here some more and take in the sun, She instinctively thought about saying. Being mean, snarky, and kind of an ass was her default state of being. Didn't really matter who it was, so she had to actively try to keep from

"Looks like it," Was all she really said, hopping into the driver's seat. After her partner hopped in, she'd start the speeder up and get them to a regular speed and altitude above the ground bound traffic that congested the streets. Her destination wasn't their target, but a nearby hotel. Her plan for how things should go involved something less obvious for a change. Partly because it was kind of copying something she'd seen on the holoent once, and partly because it was funnier.

"So I was thinking we should park this thing somewhere, go steal separate speeders, rig one to ram into the target and then the second catches the person who needs to bail out. Get back here, park it on the outskirts, find this one again and go home."

It would, hopefully, be that simple. Unless her comrade had a different idea, which Jillian would probably be all for since she had no idea what she doing here. Setting the speeder on autopilot for a straightaway section, she reached behind her seat, and checked on her gear. With what she had in mind, she was reconsidering putting it on at all at this point. Maybe check into the hotel first, then leave out a back way, find a seedy part of town. Heck maybe even a buy some broken down speeder instead of stealing one. They'd have to do it all pretty close to the ground otherwise it'd be obvious what they were doing. And in just in case the second speeder missed.

"Actually let's check in first and then split up so there's less suspicion, unless there's something you'd rather try," She said, willing to defer to the other woman's judgment. Jillian didn't imagine she'd lost an eye without seeing any combat, and any combat on the ground would be more than she'd ever seen. Bar fights? Seen plenty of those. Training? Done plenty of that. Real world experience? Only in a starfighter.

@Caligula

 

[Caligula]

Lisa enjoyed the ride as the speeder took them in the direction of the hotel. She was excited to see all the new planet had to show. But in the back of her mind, she knew that things were going to go sour quickly. They had a job, and that job would mean coming back to the lovely planet was slim. Knowing this, she enjoyed her time. She enjoyed the wind in her short hair, the warm sun on her face, everything.

“I think it’s a nice plan. But it sounds too easy. Don’t you think they’d have some kind of precaution or defense against something like a runaway speeder? I mean, I can't think of any right now, but you know what I mean. And on top of that, would a speeder do enough damage?”

She didn’t want to offend her teammate, but at the same time she was concerned. They had one shot and if this was the plan they were going for, it had to be right. She began to think about a contingency plan. She’d need to see the array first but at the moment, Jillian’s plan seemed elegant enough. She wasn’t going to argue, at least not until a better option showed up.

As Jillian put the speeder in autopilot and checked her supplies, Lisa decided to do the same. She unzipped her bag a little and the barrel of her sniper poked out. She unconsciously cracked a less than subtle smile. Her rifle, just your standard issue sniper blaster rifle, had been her friend all throughout training. She was used to the feeling of the rifle, the butt resting against her shoulder, the cold metal that would rest against her cheek when she leaned to look through the scope.

She looked at Jillian and decided to make a joke. “Bet you haven’t met a lot of snipers. Especially none with, my condition.” She made a gesture towards her eyepatch. She knew Jillian was curious about it. Everyone was, whether they said it or not.

@Galavant

 

[Galavant]

“I think it’s a nice plan. But it sounds too easy. Don’t you think they’d have some kind of precaution or defense against something like a runaway speeder? I mean, I can't think of any right now, but you know what I mean. And on top of that, would a speeder do enough damage?”

Jillian shrugged. "Hell if I know, maybe a regular run away speeder but I think we can find something a little bigger than normal."

It was simple physics at that point, if you had enough of something, and you hit something else with it, it was going to be damaged pretty badly. Lots of sensitive stuff went into making such a thing, she had to imagine that if it were difficult to hit they wouldn't have sent them in like this. Destroying a comms array didn't take much in Jillian's mine, just aim the speeder at the right part of the structure, make sure it was big enough, and the entire thing would come down. Of course she wasn't a demolitions or architectural expert, and had no idea what defenses it had, but if they were just in speeders there'd be plenty of time to turn back before they really had to commit to anything. If they failed? Well come back with a few bombers and see how well it survived.

“Bet you haven’t met a lot of snipers. Especially none with, my condition.”

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Jillian replied as deadpan as possible. It was funny because "I"...nevermind. She had more important things to worry about, but it was true. She'd never even met a sniper period. She was a starfighter pilot herself, and fairly new to the Border Alliance. Thus she hadn't had the chance to really acquaint herself with a whole of the ground element of it. The one guy she had (sort of) known in it had gotten shot down over Serenno. She still hoped Mike was okay, and would really like to try for a rescue attempt...if they knew enough to even get that far.

Focusing back on driving the speeder, she retook control of it to put it in for landing near the hotel. The "hotel" wasn't exactly in the nice part of town, being downwind of the spaceport. It was more of a no-tell motel kind of place that wasn't going to ask a lot of questions, in a neighborhood where speeder theft was probably above average. Putting it in for a landing nearby, she really hoped that it didn't get stolen. She didn't want to have to walk all the way back to the spaceport when this was all over.

From there, assuming her companion had no qualms, she'd get her bag out, go check in, head to the seedy little room, and start getting ready.

"So do you want to go looking for the one that's going to hit or the one that's going to pick us up?" Jillian asked, putting her body armor on, and then throwing a black hoodie on over it whilst her blaster pistol was tucked in her waistband.

@Caligula

 

[Caligula]

Lisa had to shrug and nod. A normal runaway speeder might be expected, but they were going to purposely aim one at the array. That would give them some help. She accepted the answer and they kept going to the hotel.

Jillian’s denial to acknowledge her interest in the eyepatch was, curious. But maybe she actually wasn’t interested? Lisa shook the thought away and ignored everything else until they arrived at the parking complex for their hotel and parked the speeder. She followed her companion into the lobby where they checked in, walked up to their room, and began to prepare. She began to unpack her gear, laying it on the bedspread in an organized fashion to make sure everything was there. Her sniper rifle went from the pillow to nearly the end of the bed. She laid her armor out as well, showing off the black, full-body armor in all its glory.

"So do you want to go looking for the one that's going to hit or the one that's going to pick us up?" Jillian asked as Lisa began to suit up, the armor fitting perfectly to her body.

“I don’t know much about speeders, but I guess I’ll look for the second one? You seem to know what to look for in regards to thoroughly destroying the array.” As she finished the sentence, she secured the last piece of her armor. Looking at her in her full battle attire, it was clear the armor wasn’t designed for close, daytime stealth. It was designed to get lost in the distance so that you wouldn’t see her until she wanted you too.

“Any specific qualities I should look for? Speed, armor, etc.?” She put her rifle away, swallowing the idea that she’d have to leave it behind for now. This mission didn’t need range right now. Hopefully everything would go smoothly and she wouldn’t have to use her rifle at all.


She looked to Jillian, waiting for an answer, as she didn't want to mess everything up with miscommunication.

 

[Galavant]

“I don’t know much about speeders, but I guess I’ll look for the second one? You seem to know what to look for in regards to thoroughly destroying the array.”

You seem to know what you're doing. Words that had never been said to Jillian by someone sober that she could recall. Lot's of "WHAT THEY HELL ARE YOU DOING?" which was really where Jillian personally would have filed the "plan" she had. There were a lot of assumptions involved in her planning which meant that it could go wrong at any second, and was only too likely to do so. Especially if opposition ended up being greater than they expected. Flying by the seat of her pants was what she did, almost literally. Her plan revolved around a lot of insanity, and barely being a plan at all. So she was more than a bit surprised to hear someone saying she knew what she was doing.

She stopped and savored the moment.

“Any specific qualities I should look for? Speed, armor, etc.?”

"Something with a wide body would be nice," Jillian answered, returning to reality as she realized that this mean that she was going to be the one jumping out of a fast moving speeder.

"Anything else? Oh wait!" She continued, tossing her a comlink so they could stay in touch. This would be the part where they separated after all, and Jillian would certainly feel better being able to scream at the top of her lungs if she didn't see another speeder to jump into.

If there was nothing else, Jillian would sketch a little salute before heading out to find her vehicle of choice.

Heading out a different entrance than the main lobby, Jillian took the streets.

It wasn't a nice place at all. The kind of run down place that reeked of despair with urban decay, little bits of sickly green plants creeping up through the cracks, and a taste in the air that just didn't seem right. She didn't stand out much in that environment, which was rather the point. Jillian might not have known a lot about...well most things, but she knew how to blend into a rough neighborhood. Walking around for a few blocks, Jillian was mostly aimless. Just trying to put some distance between herself and the place they were staying before she went about the business of looking for a speeder. There were quite a few of them on the streets, but none of them that really met the requirements she was looking for. As she wondered into a residential area she kept her eyes mostly on the parked speeders, but still wasn't seeing anything. Just little two-four person rides, most of them in pretty poor condition.

She felt like she'd been walking forever when she finally came across a speeder that might just work. It was big, it was bulky, pained a terrible shade of green, and it looked like it could take on a starfighter and win.

And it smelled terrible, extremely pungent.

It was some kind of waste removal rig with a few workers around it, and a pump hooked up to something. Hell if Jillian knew, she was a starfighter pilot not a waste management specialist. It was even still running, presumably to provide power to the pump. There was no one in it however, which made the entire thing just about perfect as far as Jillian was concerned. Strolling along as casual as she had been before, she knew she was going to have to act fast after she snatched the vehicle. When the bulk of the speeder blocked line of the sight with the workers, she knew it was time to start running. Sprinting up towards the vehicle she pulled her blaster pistol out, but didn't fire it. Instead as she took the step up to to the cabin she used it to smash the window in, and then opened the door from the inside with one swift motion. Almost immediately there were shouts as someone noticed it but it was a bit too late.

By the time anyone got close to the door she was already in the driver's seat flooring the accelerator and...well not quite zooming away but going fast enough for no one to catch her. The fellows that possibly could had a few more things to worry about as the speeder's movement suddenly yanked the pump connections free, spewing all kinds of nasty stuff all over them. They'd probably want to get that fixed before they started worrying about her again. Setting the blaster down in the passenger's seat, Jillian picked up her com and only said two words, lest her comrade be in the presence of others. She didn't want to accidentally reveal their intentions.

"Got mine," Were the two words, and with that, Jillian started to fiddle with the controls as the heavy speeder steadily accelerated. By the time it reached the target it would hopefully be going fast enough to be a good sized dent in it.

 

[Caligula]

"Something wide eh..." Lisa nodded as she started to form a plan about what that could mean. As she thought, Jillian tossed her a comlink and Lisa instinctively caught it. After her teammate saluted and left the hotel room, Lisa got to work. She took her rifle and moved to the hallway. She walked along to the staircase until she found the roof access door. She walked out and got a good view of the surrounding area. She removed the scope from her rifle and used it as a sort of spyglass, scanning whatever she could see in an attempt to find the speeder she needed. She needed something fast and wide; what was fast and wide? The more she scanned, the more the dilemma began to dawn on her, until she suddenly saw it.

A luxury speeder, high class and built for comfort, was taking a casual cruise down the street. In the wide, open back sat an old Gungan sipping a drink. An even older human was driving along, his frail frame shaking in the slight breeze. Apparently the wealthy Gungan was going somewhere, and wasn't in a hurry to get there. The wide back was exactly what she was looking for. Not exactly as fast as a star fighter, but it would do. She reattached her scope and dashed back into the hotel and down the stairs until she found an exit. Then she continued to run down the street in the direction of the speeder, her rifle still strapped to her back. She seemed a little conspicuous, but looking at the rabble around her, she looked like another mercenary lowlife.

She followed the speeder for a couple blocks down the road until she saw the speeder pull into a restaurant parking lot. She watched at the parking attendant took the keys from the older man and went to park the speeder. A sly smile crept onto Lisa's face as she moved towards the parking lot. She stopped trying to be stealthy as that would have drawn more attention to her. Instead, she just started walking down the aisles of the lot, looking for either the valet or the car itself.

Lucky for her, she found the car first. She watched the valet walk back to the front of the building. Using his direction and speed, she found the car in no time. She hoped in and started it up. The speeder awoke with a quiet hum as she turned it and began to head off in the direction of the array. Seconds later, she received a message from Jillian.

"Got mine." was all she said.

Lisa returned with the same message. "Got mine. Meet you there." She put her rifle in the passenger seat and accelerated the speeder in the direction of the array.

 

[Galavant]

"Roger that please be ready to pick me up," Jillian answered as she barreled towards the communications tower in the distance. Flipping on the radio, she searched for a song that would fit the theme of what was going on, and to distract herself from looking at the speedometer every second. Mostly it was bad, who would've guessed the locals of a Sith held world had as good of taste in music as the Sith did in apparel? Finally she found one that not only had decent music, and hosts that weren't terrible, but were playing one of her favorite songs that went with the mood perfectly.

It was game time.

The big rig speeder was going too fast to stop quickly now. Well too fast to stop with out basically being a crash as far as the precious organs inside Jillian's body were concerned. It was going to have to be a quick bail out, but first she had to figure out to make sure the speeder stayed on course, and that speed. The logical solution, as it always was, was to shoot the control panel so the little computer in there wouldn't try to stop the vehicle because it was about to hit something and try to stop it for some dumb safety reason. As the outline of the com array tower came into view, so did the rest of the facility. With a little luck no one would have any time to shoot it down before it took the tower down, and effectively destroyed the place's worth as a communication center for a good long while.

"Hope you're there," Jillian answered as she looked down. She had to bail sooner rather than later or she was going to end up inside a perimeter fence or something. She was up a bit higher than she would have rather been to jump out and land on the ground with no broken bones.

At least I'm not afraid of heights or fast speeds, she thought. Somehow that didn't reassure her as bailed out.

 

[Caligula]

Lisa held down the accelerator, pushing the speeder as fast as it could go. She didn't know exactly how far ahead of her Jillian was, but she had to get to the array quickly just in case. Pushing the luxury speeder to its limits, she managed to close the gap between her teammate and herself. She just hoped she wasn't too late. Everything was going so fast but thanks to her eye, the one under the eyepatch, she was able to see clearly and register everything properly.

Suddenly as she broke through a cloud wall, she saw the array in all its glory. The massive satellite dish aimed into the cosmos loomed over the rest of the compound like a rancor over a womprat. It amazed Lisa that something like that could even be built. She had never seen something so impressive. But she quickly snapped back to reality when she saw a large garbage collector blazing towards the main dish. It didn't take a genius to figure out who was driving.

As she closed the distance, she reached up and moved the patch out of the way of her right eye and shifted it to her left eye. With her "Sniper's Eye" exposed, a rush of information collected in Lisa's head. She knew wind speed and direction, she knew exactly how fast the garbage collector was moving, and she knew how fast Jillian would fall depending on how she positioned herself. This was the power of her Sniper's Eye. Suddenly Jillian's voice came over the coms. "Hope you're there." Then she saw Jillian bail out.

Maneuvering the speeder with a strange precision, Lisa moved into place to catch her teammate. The wind was moving naturally against their backs, meaning that Jillian would fall closer to her original bail point rather than further behind. Lisa strained to keep the speeder in place as she watched Jillian fall, constantly making adjustments to keep under her. If nothing went wrong, she'd catch Jillian in the wide back of the speeder and drive away before security found them. If something did go wrong, well she'd have to see how things played out.

 

[Galavant]

With nothing stopping it, the big heavy speeder plowed into the side of a support holding the dish up, and kept trying to plow until the engine finally gave out. Of course it was question as to whether or not that actually happened, as the entire structure came crashing down on it. Something like that dish was heavy, which mean that the supports were all the more vital. When the truck hit, the force of the impact caused one of them to bend at an odd angle, and keep bending as the weight of the dish caused it to list until the support just snapped. The rest of the truss like structure came following shortly there after. It was truly a spectacular site to behold.

One that Jillian couldn't see as she was in the back of a speeder laying flat on her back yelling out every cuss, and assorted foul word she knew. Which was quite a few, in quite a few different languages.

"I feel like that one time I tried spice and decided to jump into a swimming pool with no water in it," Was the first coherent thing she said. She was pretty used to doing stupid things such as that in her life, but that didn't make it any easier on the body.

"Thanks for catching me," Was the next thing she said. And she actually meant it. She hadn't really been cussing her comrade in arms out so much as she was just cursing in general from the pain of landing on another speeder like that. There wasn't anything that could have been done to stop that from happening, short of a better plan, which in turn meant that Jillian had only herself for deciding to watch police procedurals instead of learning how to commando better. Poking herself in a few places, she was pretty sure she hadn't broken anything important.

Which meant that it was over essentially. All they needed to do now was ditch the speeder, ditch the more obvious parts of their outfits somewhere, head back to the hotel, take the speeder to the spaceport and go.

Simple as cake. Which was much easier to make than pie, in her opinion.

 

[Caligula]

Lisa couldn't help but watch the magnificent sight of the array crashing to the ground. Debris and fire engulfed the sky as metal showered down around the area. The massive metal dish slowly fell, like everything was in slow motion. No one could stop it, and no one watching could look away. It almost brought a tear to Lisa's eye. But Jillian's belligerent shouting of curses caused Lisa to snap back to reality and pull the speeder out and away from the falling structure. She whipped the speeder to the left, away from the array all together and off to some distant part of the city where they could ditch the speeder.

"I feel like that one time I tried spice and decided to jump into a swimming pool with no water in it," Jillian managed to croak once she stopped cussing. Lisa hid her smile. She didn't know what "spice" was, but it sounded like dangerous fun. Lisa couldn't afford dangerous fun but the idea of someone walking into an empty pool was just funny.

"Thanks for catching me," Was the next thing Jillian managed to say. Lisa stopped hiding her smile. "No problem. I didn't feel like losing a partner on my first mission. Also that's a lot of paperwork to fill out." She chuckled as she flew on back to the city. "So, how do you feel? Anything broken?" She asked over her shoulder. They would drive on until they found an open area to land. Once they were clear, Lisa would shed her armor and carry it in some kind of bag or container when they went back to the hotel. Her rifle would still be slung over her shoulder.

 

[Galavant]

"I don't think so," Jillian replied, flexing a bit, before getting up. A few bruises, but nothing obviously broken. Maybe she had a clot forming in the brain that would kill her in ten years now or something, but that didn't matter right now. Right now they just had to get out, and it looked fairly simple. No one had seen them thus far, and as the speeder came in for a landing they weren't even wearing the same things they'd worn when they'd gone after the place. Alarms were coming from that direction, and odds are they'd be busy sorting that mess out for a while. With a little luck they'd be gone before anyone knew what had happened, or even determined that it was a deliberate act.

When the speeder touched down she took the opportunity to take a look around. They were back in one of the worse neighborhoods near the hotel, but not too close that they couldn't find an alternate route back to the spaceport and forgo heading there if they had to. There were various bits of junk and refuse around, including a tarp. Jillian looked around a little more to make sure no one was watching before pulling a tarp over it, and from there the two would be free to head on their merry way back to the less than five star resort.

"What about you?" Jillain asked as they headed back. She was still a little dizzy from the fall, and probably walked around like a spiced up moron, which meant that she fit in pretty well with what they were doing. But her head was starting to clear up enough that she remembered that sometimes people liked to be asked if they were okay, even though they probably were. It was one of the basic things you did when you weren't being a total dick to someone, and Jillian didn't really feel like being one when her life was potentially in danger.

 

[Caligula]

Lisa raised her eyebrow as she watched her teammate hobble around. By now she had switched her eyepatch back over her right eye, revealing her brown left eye. She didn't like to keep her right eye out for too long. It gave her crazy headaches and also made people uncomfortable if they noticed it. Luckily, Jillian seemed too distracted to notice something trivial like Lisa's eye. Hell, she seemed to struggle to walk down the street.

"I'm fine. Granted I didn't just skydive out of a moving garbage truck into a second moving speeder. You seem to be pretty solid though. Ever jump out of a moving vehicle before?" She asked while she carried her armor in a makeshift dufflebag.

They kept walking towards the hotel, making sure to stay mostly out of sight and also managing to blend in. They managed to blend into the common rabble fairly easily and when they found the hotel again, the entered it without a problem. They quickly found their room and went in, collecting their things and getting ready for the short trip to the spaceport.

Lisa slung her original bag over her shoulder and looked to her friend. "Let's go. I'd rather not be here any longer than I have to be."

 

[Galavant]

"Yeah a starfighter a couple times, but I had an ejection seat and it was all testing to make sure I knew how to do it," Jillian answered. She actually didn't have a lot of exciting flying stories, or at least not as much as she wanted. There was buzzing the tower, and bombing Serenno. That was it. At least this would make an interesting story, though one of an entirely different strain.

"I feel the same way," She replied. Her fuzziness had continued to clear up as they walked, and she was feeling almost all better.

After they got back to the hotel, Jillian checked everything to make sure they were ready to go. They hadn't brought a lot with them, and had ditched several pieces of what they had brought so it wasn't like they needed to pack up all that much. Making sure there wasn't anything particularly incriminating, she packed a small bag, and then headed down to the speeder. They didn't actually check out, as it hadn't been all that long ago that they'd checked in, and instead Jillian gabbed a little with a fellow behind the counter about places to see in the city itself, and places to avoid. Being in a bad neighborhood the fellow behind the counter knew all about that. Still, it might be a nice place to visit actually one day, but that day probably wasn't going to be anytime soon. After a bit of conversation, she headed out to the speeder itself, where Lizzie would either be waiting for her, or where Jillian would wait for her.


It was still there, and it didn't look like anyone had taken it for a joyride, although sometimes you could never tell. The trip back to the spaceport was largely uneventful, as they just flew along. If it didn't look like anything was wrong, they'd keep going and touch down at the spaceport itself. From there it was a simple matter of finding a commuter ship, getting on it, and heading back home. It wasn't like they stuck out in any way whilst doing their work, and they'd have to determine that taking down the comm tower wasn't an accident before they'd shut anything down and begin a large scale manhunt. Which would mean tat they'd need to piece together whatever footage there might be of the incident, identify the vehicles, assuming they could what with one of them being buried under a pile of rubble that had once been a 500 foot talk comm array. And then they'd still go through and get everything ready to shut the spaceport down. It all came down to the fact that if no one had stopped them immediately after they'd hit it, they weren't going to get stopped now, and even then it was questionable as to whether or not they'd actually be in any real trouble.

So in other words, Jillian and her partner had gotten away with it. Sitting on the shuttle as it took off, she relaxed, and leaned back. It was always a nice view, and as the ship exited the atmosphere and headed into hyperspace she started planning out exactly how she was going to get drunk after this one.

Score 3 for the good guys.

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