The Princess Out For Blood {Pre-DOTR}

[EmilyHuene]

"Clara ? Well Clara I'm Jett and those are guys you pist off"

As the speeder roared to life Clara was thrown back into her seat. Even though she'd been expecting it, it still took her by surprise a little. She tried to stay calm as Jett dangerously came close to killing them several times. Her left hand rested gently in her lap but had a strong grip on her sword which she cradled between her thighs. Her right hand had a much more panicked grip on the handle of the door. Her reflexes were screaming at her to get behind the wheel and drive herself.

"Will you be careful!" she screamed at him while he fiddled with his commlink. Her head whipped around to see that he'd just barely missed the pedestrians who chose the wrong time to cross the streets.

"Warm up the engines you little bucket of bolts we need to get the frack off this planet." Clara gave him a stern look hoping he'd get the message and focus on driving. She really didn't want to die today in some stupid speeder chase. "Oh and clean out the spare room....umm we're going to have a company".

"Spare room?" she repeated aloud.

He was taking her with him? Clara guessed it made sense. It wasn't like they were going to just drop her off in the next town over. Their pictures would be all over the news after this little scandal. Nowhere on Eriadu would be safe for her now. Somehow...she was glad. This was her chance. She could leave with him and never return; she'd be safe from the asylum once and for all.

"Jett....are you sure? You don't even know me..."

 

[Taz]

The merc narrowly missed a few more speeders and a loading droid. The speeder then cleared the crowd and turned toward the Starport just ahead of them. Jett then looked back to the young woman next to him. "We covered this, I'm Jett , your Clara and those are guys that want to see me in prison. Have you ever been to a prison colony in the mid rim. It's kinda like the pit of a Hutt's toilet only it's freezing and the floating turds next to you will kill you to eat the tick on the Hutt's ass."

Jett smiled after his rather foul description. Without another word the pulled into the Starport and jumped out. Looking back at the young woman he then looked at the waste open space as the sirens once more ringed out. "I'm heading to Cyrillia, I have a job waiting for me there. Security gig working for the Czerka Corporation. You can tag along that far"

 

[EmilyHuene]

"We covered this, I'm Jett , your Clara and those are guys that want to see me in prison. Have you ever been to a prison colony in the mid rim. It's kinda like the pit of a Hutt's toilet only it's freezing and the floating turds next to you will kill you to eat the tick on the Hutt's ass."

She started to correct him, "They're not going to take me to a prison, they're-" but she didn't finish that sentence. She got quiet and looked down at her sword. He didn't need to know that about her.

"I'm heading to Cyrillia, I have a job waiting for me there. Security gig working for the Czerka Corporation. You can tag along that far"

She nodded to him and followed after saying nothing. For the first time Clara was finally going to leave the system. She'd heard of Cyrillia, an industrialized world not like that of her own. She pictured factories and oil fields. The thought grossed her out some, and she pictured the place smelling something awful. But it was far from home, and that was good enough for her.

She would let him lead her onto the ship where she politely waited out of his way unless he needed her. She was a guest in his ship now, if guest was the right word. She did joke that he practically kidnapped her. At least he was kind enough to offer her a bed, once they got situated and everything.