Laira Darkhold
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It only took Veira a few minutes to do a quick diagnositics scan on the Dantari. He and I were pretty close in height and weight; he was a bit heavier, and he lacked any noticeable defects or diseases that would compromise him during the testing phase. She injected him with a liquid form of coma gas and I loaded him up on the speeder bike. It would be slower going with three people aboard it, but it was technically possible. He was loaded across the saddle bags, she sat in front of me and I sat as far back on the saddle as I could and still reach all the controls. The old BARC bike roared to life and powered away, significantly slower than its maximum speed. Even still without having to stop and do wide angle sensor sweeps we were able to get back to the ship just after nightfall. We were fairly lucky that we made it in time as we could here howling in the distance when we arrived at the ship. I secured the Dantari in the brink, leaving him cuffed for the short journey back to Jabiim. Veira was quite pleased with herself, feeling that she had been integral to the rapid success of our mission. Whether that was true or not didn’t really matter to me, only that we had succeeded and I had a good time over the last couple of days.