Human Cargo

[elirrocks]

"Whats so bad about turning to the Sith? That Trainee I fought was nice enough" He continued his pracitce swings until realizing it was pointless and slipped the small bade into his pocket "I'll figure out a way to get you free, well possibly"

 

[Eli-Mae Forrest]

"No just get out of here go let me die here."

[member="Cryil Lynn"]

 

[elirrocks]

"Let you Die? He is selling you to the one Sith not executing you, Bounty Hunters are not executors. That is the job for an Assassin. The worst that will happen to you is that you will be corrupted and turned into some Sith Lords puppet."

 

[Eli-Mae Forrest]

"No I will kill myself before that happens." She says dead serious

[member="Cryil Lynn"]

 

[elirrocks]

"Kill your self, Your not even going to try and escape? If thats the case why shoud I come up with some crazy plan to get you out?" He puts his hand in his pocket where the scaple was located.
It seemed Quinn had gave up hope. Now he just had to figure out a plan by himself. Realease the Trandoshan? This could work but he would need to inspect the Cage plus he would have to find a way off the ship but It would seem that if he could get the Eclair fixed before doing the plan it might work.

 

[Eli-Mae Forrest]

"You have a way off the ship and I have a distraction lets move."

[member="Cryil Lynn"]

 

[elirrocks]

"Distraction, what would that be plus the Eclair might not be fixed yet"

 

[Eli-Mae Forrest]

"It's time I struck a deal with our little buddy there" she points to the cage

[member="Cryil Lynn"]

 

[elirrocks]

"go ahead, I'm sure he won't automatically eat your face" He kept the scalpel in his pocket but was ready to use it if necessary.

 

[Eli-Mae Forrest]

Quinn tried to get up but she couldn't because her leg

[member="Cryil Lynn"]

 

[elirrocks]

Seriously....They were definitly not going to make it out. He walked over to a wall that had some crutches and tossed one to Quinn. "Use this"

 

[The Upright Man]

Tchhhhh!​

The hanger bay blaster doors began to open with a horrible screeching. Sparks flew up as metal scraped against metal. A deflector shield ignited preventing the room from being depressurized. A banged up YT-2400 came swooping in, a little too fast. It spun about quickly in the hanger, landing gears extending out and the blaster doors closing once more, the screech near-deafening. The Trandoshan thrashed about violently in his containment coffin. The ramp of the freighter lowered, as did the access elevator. On the elevator was a young kid, no older than fifteen or sixteen. He was tall and lanky, with dirty blonde hair and bright red goggles sitting on his head. He was steering a forklift carrying immense crates labelled, CAUTION: HIGHLY EXPLOSIVE.

A woman walked down the ramp, she must have been the pilot. She had platinum blonde hair, tall and lithe like a model, yet there was something off-putting about her appearance. She was unnaturally beautiful, but not just that, her eyes moved in an inhuman way, there was an aura that something about her was innately wrong. No one had really put a finger on what it was, but as Solo had noticed, it gave anyone that met her the shivers. The forklift came racing by, and the woman was gone. Her fleeting back was moving towards the corridors leading into the rest of the ship. The access elevator rose, but a near-squadron of small astromech droids came down in an orderly line, and once roughly twelve of them had exited the freighter, the ramp rose. It was a new delivery for the bounty hunter. The astromechs had been ordered in to repair the Helios and Eclair.

The astromechs immediately split into groups of six and began work on the ships. Their little beeps and squeaks sounded quite distressed at the state of both of the ships. The Helios' wings had completely snapped off, and the Eclair was missing a floor. The forklift spun around, the occupant leaned out of his seat staring at Cryil who was talking to Quinn behind bars, "W-who are you?" He snorted loudly, "Ah, forget it, the damn hunter always has people coming in and out all day long." He waved his hand aggressively in dismissal and sat back in his chair. The forklift and its highly explosive cargo disappeared down an access tunnel that would lead into a storage room. The blast door shut behind him and locked.



Elsewhere, on the Command Deck. . .

Julian Solo was watching the conversation between Cryil and Quinn, and he was listening in, too. They were well and truly in the belly of the whale. The opening doors caught him off-guard and he spun around, quickly turning off the feed. He watched his assistant stroll in. He never regretted purchasing her. Highly efficient and extremely deadly. But he never risked putting her on a mission. She did supply runs with Yee Lung. Pirates were many in the galaxy, and if they grabbed one of his shipments then he would lose out on a lot of money. Not to mention, most of his shipments were ammunition and explosives, he would be simply arming the pirates for another attack.

"As always, a pleasure to see you come back without missing limbs, Willow," he said to her. There was no last name. She was Willow, nothing more, nothing less. "Now, about the Trandoshan. They don't want him anymore. We're not getting paid, so I figured, we're going to somehow release him - without him killing all of us on board. Not just that, but I want to hire him. Get him to get our pay and then let him run, or work with us, whatever he chooses. But I don't think I'll have enough time to talk to him. The moment he gets out of that box he is going to crush my throat, after all, I did just off his arms and legs." Willow frowned, "How will he do that without arms or legs?" Solo smiled, "Unfortunately, Trandoshans can regrow limbs."

"I also want to introduce you to our two latest prisoners, Quinn and Cryil. The girl's a Jedi, the boy is free to go once he repairs my new ship. The worst thing that happens to the girl is that the Sith get some information out and the Jedi come in and save the day like they always do, or she escapes in transit." Willow silently nodded and Solo led her back out into the hanger. He was wearing his helmet again, and his armor had been re-sealed. The bacta had healed the wound and he was walking without trouble once more.

"Stop plotting," Solo said to Cryil, pointing an accusing finger at him, "Or the deals off." He waved over to the Eclair, "Now go help those astromechs. I need some alone time with my reptilian friend." He opened the cage and walked past Quinn who was handcuffed by ankle and hands. He approached the box and Willow stood close to Solo, ready to slap away the Trandoshan. Solo entered a six-digit pin and the cage unlocked. Immediately the Trandoshan exploded out of it with a bloodcurdling roar, hands shoot out for Solo's throat. Willow was quicker. She grabbed the Trandoshans wrist and snapped it like a twig. The Trandoshan hissed and moved to punch her with his other hand but she stopped it mid-strike. "Human Replica Droid, a real piece of work. Stronger than a Wookiee, or at least almost."

 

[elirrocks]

Cryil noded and slowly left the room eyeing the woman, Something was off about her. She just beat a Trandoshan in a match of strength and was completely fine. Was it Force Enhancement? No if she was force sensitive he would have sold her to the Sith. Then he heard Solo's comment about her being an HDR "Human Replica Droid Huh" Walking out of the room into the hanger he could see the Helios and the Eclair being worked on by several Astromech Droids Working on Both Ships. He had a soft spot of Astromechs, He had had one a few years ago until it Accidentally drove off one of Coruscant's many Skyscrapers. Walking over to one of the many Astromech Droids he kneeled down next to one "What is the Damage Report on the Eclair" pointing at the Black ship
A bunch of beeps erupted from the Astromech as it listed the damage done during the event of Coruscant.
"I see" He had no idea what The astromech said but even he could tell that the Eclair was missing hits lounge floor "What about that one" Pointing to the Helos, He could tell it was in slightly worse shape than the the Eclair due to the Eclair being a Combat transport ship while the Helios was a fighter. He asked the Astromech droid because he wanted someone to talk to that wasn't going to either get him killed or kill him.
The Astromech Continued beeping for some time until it stopped and beeped in a way that it was obvious it was proud of itself
"Good job, you come with me we are going to check the Engines on the Eclair while those two" Poiunting at two Droids who were working on the floor "go check that ship's engines" He liked working on ships and the sooner he could get off the ship the better
[member="Julian Solo"] [member="Quinncolson"]

 

[Eli-Mae Forrest]

Quinn watches all of this happen and then turning a cold shoulder to Cryil she picked up the crutch and attempted to walk but finding it was impossible for her with one crutch she scooted herself across the floor to the other crutch. With some difficulty she found her way up onto the crutches in an upright position she didn't like having to rely on something to keep her upright but she didn't have a say in the matter being as they were prisoners on a bounty hunters ship with little hope of escape and her only friend had turned a cold shoulder to her. She made it to the cell. "Hey wake up!" She called.

[member="Cryil Lynn"] [member="Julian Solo"]

 

[D'vok Windroamer]

Soundtrack (Please Listen!):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5eBY8AjY9bU

D'vok was prepared. He had armor plates under his jacket, and was wearing his father's purple Phase 2 clone trooper helmet He had grabbed his EE-3, and his DL-44, along with his lightsaber. He wasn't a sith, but if it stuck fear into their hearts, then he was a sith. He was flying a hijacked tie fighter. D'vok realized that this was suicide. He didn't care.
"This kriffing guy thinks he can take my friends? I'll show 'im. I'll show 'em all. They don't kark with me." He thought.
The tie fighter came up behind the ship that solo was flying. His had to be the one. D'vok took a deep breath in.
"Here we go."
D'vok flew the ship, crashing it into the hangar bay doors. His body went flying out of the fighter. the debris sealed the hole it had made in the hangar bay doors. D'vok noticed a security camera. He looked at it, coldly, before shooting it. He was clutching his arm, it was badly damaged in the crash.
"Guess that makes two of us."
D'vok searched for the prisoners.

 

[The Upright Man]

BANG!​

Something hit the ship, hard. Solo was thrown off his feet, and Willow was quick to grab him and stand him upright. "What in the kark was that!?" he swore, he shoved a finger against the Trandoshans chest, "You! I'll give you your freedom? Kill the intruder!" The reptilian roared in agreement. They were in the hanger, and as Solo turned around, he saw the intruder. The intercom blared, an alien dialect shrieking over the speakers, "Di asi aj iepp fir pooloo!" He watched him shoot the security camera, too preoccupied to realize that the prisoners were in the cells on the hanger.

Solo reached into his pocket and handed his HRD the lightsaber he confiscated, "I want him alive. Maim him if you must." The Trandoshan sprinted past her, charging D'vok, he pounced at him, attempting to use his powerful claws to tear him apart. Solo moved towards Quinn, reaching for his intercom he spoke to Cryil, "You better get your arse back to me now. I've got trouble. You're helping me, or your body is going to be dead cold before you even have the chance to say Freeze."

"Kark it," Solo decided and swore, he closed the cell shut, with him inside, and locked the door. "Yee!" he shouted, "You know what to do!" The young slicer was elsewhere on the ship. The blast doors opened, and the room suddenly began to vacuum anything and everything out of it. The HRD Willow quickly punched a hole into the grated floor, using her mechanical strength to hold on as everything was being sucked out. Crates and forklifts went flying out the opening and sucked into space.

Solo went flying, slamming against the cell bars. He was stuck and couldn't move under the force of the vacuum. "Arghhh!" he roared, trying to remain calm as everything blew past him. He craned his neck and saw the Trandoshan being blown out of the ship and twisting and turning into the vacuum of space. The deflector shields came back online, but the blast doors didn't close. The room became pressurized, and Solo fell to the floor. He stood and looked around to see if the man was a miracle worker and had made it, or he he had been with everything else that had been stripped out of the hanger - now outside the ship.

@D'vok Windroamer - [member="Quinncolson"] - [member="Cryil Lynn"]

 

[D'vok Windroamer]

D'vok stood, unfazed. He removed his helmet, letting it fall to the ground. He walked up to solo, aiming his EE-3 Carbine at his helmet.
"Where are my friends. Awnser quick, before my finger gets itchy."

 

[Eli-Mae Forrest]

Quinn was just starting to talk to the thing in the box when she was thrown off her feet and she couldn't get back up. "Cryil!"

[member="Julian Solo"] @D'vok Windroamer [member="Cryil Lynn"]

 

[The Upright Man]

Solo stood where he was. Surprised that the man had managed to stay inside the ship when everything that had been in the hanger was now outside the ship. More than surprised he was angry. He was infuriated. He let the man come to him, Solo's own hands draped over his holstered blasters. The man began making demands with his blaster near-against Solo's helmet, "Where are my friends. Answer quick, before my finger gets itchy."

"You're a bit blind, aren't you," Solo said, motioning to the fact that Quinn was standing only a few meters away. Something ignited, the sound of a lightsaber. It was Willow. While D'vok had been busy removing his helmet and focused on getting answers from Solo, the Human Replica Droid had moved up behind him, and held him at blade point. "I suggest you drop your weapon," Solo said, as he drew his own blasters, "You messed with the wrong man."

"There's no way for you off this ship. You kill me, and my friend up on the deck will lock every blast door in every corridor, and he'll lower those shields. It'll vacuum this room, and you'll all be dead. There'll be no oxygen for any of you to breathe - and it won't matter a single bit to me, because you'll already have killed me. So, be kind and drop what weapons you have, and hand me the lightsaber of yours," Solo ordered, knowing that the man had carried a lightsaber on him back on Coruscant.

He raised his blasters and pushed the twin pistols into the gut of D'vok, "So what is your answer? Because you may have an itchy finger, but my friend behind you is a scholar in the fine ancient arts of decapitation." He charged up his blasters. "I'm giving you to the count of five to decide. On one hand, you live, on the other, every single one of us dies." He almost laughed, "You really walked right into the belly of the beast. You're a bit over your head."

[member="Quinncolson"] - @D'vok Windroamer - [member="Cryil Lynn"]

 

[elirrocks]

A big bang Rocked the Ship stumbling he dropped the Hull Plates he was carrying. He turned to The R9 Unit he had talked to earlier "Get to the Eclair and Make sure those Plates didn't Fall off" Turning to a R2 Unit that was Driving by "Do a scan of the Ship find out-" He was cut off by Solo's Voice from a nearby Comspeaker. Reaching for his Comlink "On My way" He turned and ran up the Eclairs Ramp and into the Lounge. It was in worse shape than he thought, The ship repairs were going smoothly but The Eclair was no where near combat ready or flight ready actually. He jumped from one stable area to the next trying to reach the cockpit opening the doors he found what he was looking for. His Sniper Rifle had been stuck on the The passenger seat belt and had luckily survived the whole event. Grabbing It he ran back out of the cockpit and dropped through the Hole in the Lounge. The R9 Unit was continuing repairs when he dropped down next to him "How is it"
The R9 Unit beeped loudly. Even Cryil knew that it was good news "Ok Good Tell the R4's over there to check That one" He Started running for the door to corridor that lead to the Next Hanger. Once reaching the door he saw the R2 Unit roll up to him "What going on?" The R2 Unit Turned and plugged into the ship's computer from a wall connector. It revealed that the Second Hanger had been His by a Object of some sorts and Someone on the Ship had decided to vacuum everything out. "Ok get back to work I'll go see what happening"
He opened the door leading to the corridor and ran in and quickly reached the other hanger. He went to open the door then stopped realizing that there was a vacuum on the other side meaning he would be sucked out
Grabbing his comlink again he Contacted Solo "I'm at the door to the Hanger what's the situation and Is hanger still suck stuff out"
OOC:Sniper:http://starwarsrp.net/topic/32964-tmw-m1-lance-sniper-rifle/