Zing
Broken Darksider
Orion leaned his head back against the headrest, his eyes closed, and his arms crossed. Public Transport. What a disgrace. He absolutely despised ever having to ride on public transport. Being stuck with people who weren't his allies, and weren't interested in the things he was. Not to mention he had absolutely no control, and no confidence in the droid flying the ship. He was far more supportive of the idea of flying on his own, or flying on a ship he was in command of.
There were plenty of motley creatures around. One was a horrifically scary looking Zabrak, with dark red eyes and bright yellow skin. Another was a huge Trandoshan, who had to take up three seats because of his massive width. A vomit green colored Rodian was seated directly in front of Orion, which just reminded him of the last time he was on public transport. He vomited.
As the ship continued through hyperspace, there was a loud clunking in the back. Orion opened his eyes and sat up, looking around. He quickly spotted an IG-86 Sentinel droid, shoving a red and white astromech out of its way to walk up toward the front of the ship. The small, droid pilot spun around and started waving its' robotic hands. "You have to stay in the back!"
The assassin droid made some weird, robotic noises before grabbing a pistol off its' side and sending two blasts straight through the pilots chest. Passengers quickly started to panic, but several others stood up. One was a dark brown Weequay, who was holding two blaster pistols, both sticking forward. Another passenger, this one right across the aisle from Orion, was a Chiss, pulling a vibrosword off his waist. The third to stand with a weapon was the Zabrak, who pulled an E-5 Blaster out from under his shirt.
The Weequay made his way to the front of the ship and began barking commands. "Everyone get down on the ground! We are taking command of this ship!" As the Weequay barked orders, the assassin droids accessed the control panel and cut the hyperdrive, the ship coming to a quick stop above a orange-ish yellow planet.
Everyone was quickly getting down on the ground, but Orion, instead, stood up, grabbing ahold of the lightsaber attached to his belt and unclipping it, holding the hilt in his hand and glaring at the pirates.
[member="Aspen Laval"] [member="Chikako Liona"]
There were plenty of motley creatures around. One was a horrifically scary looking Zabrak, with dark red eyes and bright yellow skin. Another was a huge Trandoshan, who had to take up three seats because of his massive width. A vomit green colored Rodian was seated directly in front of Orion, which just reminded him of the last time he was on public transport. He vomited.
As the ship continued through hyperspace, there was a loud clunking in the back. Orion opened his eyes and sat up, looking around. He quickly spotted an IG-86 Sentinel droid, shoving a red and white astromech out of its way to walk up toward the front of the ship. The small, droid pilot spun around and started waving its' robotic hands. "You have to stay in the back!"
The assassin droid made some weird, robotic noises before grabbing a pistol off its' side and sending two blasts straight through the pilots chest. Passengers quickly started to panic, but several others stood up. One was a dark brown Weequay, who was holding two blaster pistols, both sticking forward. Another passenger, this one right across the aisle from Orion, was a Chiss, pulling a vibrosword off his waist. The third to stand with a weapon was the Zabrak, who pulled an E-5 Blaster out from under his shirt.
The Weequay made his way to the front of the ship and began barking commands. "Everyone get down on the ground! We are taking command of this ship!" As the Weequay barked orders, the assassin droids accessed the control panel and cut the hyperdrive, the ship coming to a quick stop above a orange-ish yellow planet.
Everyone was quickly getting down on the ground, but Orion, instead, stood up, grabbing ahold of the lightsaber attached to his belt and unclipping it, holding the hilt in his hand and glaring at the pirates.
[member="Aspen Laval"] [member="Chikako Liona"]