Aurelio Murtix
The Ambitious Noble
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Aurelio sighed in relief as he leaned back into the comfortable seat of the civilian transport ship, knowing that in just a short while he would be heading towards a planet where he could grab a decent place to sleep, after possibly finding some decent company of course, and think about his next moves. His eyes were closed in an attempt to take a quick nap, but the artificial light was a bit too bright for him so he resigned himself to just enjoy the peacefulness and maybe a drink or two. The transport was packed with other people on their way to a similar destination, much to Aurelio's dislike, and the ship itself was flying through the savage Hoth system on its route towards its goal.
The young noble found himself bored, and tried to occupy his time by looking out the view-port towards the icy planet. It looked pretty enough from up in the safety of space, but everyone knew that the cold alone would be dangerous for anyone down there, let alone the possible wildlife still running around. It was home to many battles of the past and a few situations even now, but fully taming such a place was truly impossible. For some reason it seemed as if they were moving towards it, and Aurelio began to wonder what was going on as the pilot's voice came over the comm.
"We've encountered a few possible rogue fighters, but we should have it under control momentarily once our escort wards them off." The pilot was trying to sound as calm as possible, but there was an unmistakable undertone of fear in its pitch, "Please stay calm and seated as we rectify the situation as quickly as possible."
After a few more minutes of a fragile peace, where worried whispers and naive optimism could be heard all over, the ship began moving towards Hoth with increasing speed, and the pilot's now obviously frightened voice returned to update them on the situation.
"Our escort ships are engaging what is most likely a group of pirates, but please put on your emergency harnesses while we try to evade!"
Aurelio looked out of the view-port along with the other passengers after securing himself, and spotted a single fighter racing towards them with an obvious intent. It's weapons went off as it got close, firing on the engines in an attempt to immobilize them, and sure enough the engines were damaged almost to the point of no return. With what propulsion was left the pilot began moving towards Hoth to escape, beginning to enter its atmosphere as the escort ships continued their battle with most of the other pirates. The one ship that was on their tail returned for another attack run, firing again but hit the middle of the ship most likely by accident.
Just about everyone aboard was screaming as the attack tore a large hole through the ceiling and damaged the floor, creating a vacuum that sucked out whatever or whomever was not secured to something. After realizing the error in his ways the pilot pulled up from behind the transport and moved back to aid its now battered allies, leaving the ship to continue its rapid descent as it began tearing apart. The pilots slowed their speed down as much as possible to a considerable degree, but in the end it could not stop the damage that was done from splitting the ship in half. Now the ship was in two separate pieces and each crashed with decreased, but still considerable, force. Everything suddenly going black for Aurelio
He awoke from his quick slumber still held into the seat by the damaged harness, but hanging since his half of the shuttle landed on its side. The young noble's face was bloody from a cut to his forehead and cheek, but felt surprisingly fine besides feeling quick sore from the impact. Aurelio undid the secure of the harness and fell a few feet to the ground, which was the other side of the shuttle, and suddenly realized he was in fact not as well off as he thought when he suddenly felt a very sharp pain in his chest that made him grimace and grunt. After some searching he found his durasteel case, opening it to find his blaster and foil, then bundled himself up in as many pieces of clothing as he could before venturing out to see what his situation looked like. He was not pleased.
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@Aurelio Murtix [member="Ærin Firebrand"]