Private Lost At Sea

[Brie Jaxx]

Somewhere out in the Outer Rim...

Curled up in a corner wearing her teal and black spacesuit, Brie looked up sourly at the flickering light in the brig aboard the unregistered Baleen-class heavy freighter. She had been captured and locked up by space pirates before, but this time it was different. Last time, she had not had the friends that she had now. Friends that she had gained through the great, big and crazy heart of Daiya and since being introduced to Darkwire. Hex . Her sister Ruby Jaxx. Her boyfriend Cassus Akovin . Heck, she even missed the bum of all bums Cartri Keswoll . She glanced down at the old, white space helmet; the Fishbowl, which Cartri used to call it, and laid a gloved hand on it and pulled it closer.

Through the years of being a salvager and more recently a Shadowrunner in Darkwire, she had learn to be patient, though. To find the right moment to fight back. To flee, and to be free and able to continue the search for her parents. She almost had come to accept that she would not be able to succeed with the latter. After all late those late evenings with Ruby trying to talk sense into her and comfort her in a very Ruby kind of way, which was the best way a sister could ever ask for. Soon after the capture, which included Brie's own B-29 light freighter, they had hit hyperspace so probably no one knew where to look for her. There was still a small spark of hope within the young Shadowrunner, one that had burn through worse situations.

Suddenly, the door to the brig opened with a loud hiss and a man with long filthy hair and an enamel eye entered with a tray of barely warm food. Brie side-eyed him defiantly as he approached and put the tray down by her feet.

''For a young girl, you don't look that scared... '' the pirate remarked with a toothy grin.

''I've been through worse, hutt-spawn...'' Brie snorted and looked away from the food. ''My friends are going to find me and make you regret ever capturing a Shadowrunner.'' she added.

''Oh, so I heard! You're a terrorist, aren't ya? Then we have more in common than you think...'' the pirate responded.

''I'm not a terrorist! And our cause is far far different than yours!'' Brie finished, wanting to keep the conversation as short and sparse as she could.

Jax Thio​

 

[Jax Thio]

Location: Somewhere in the Outer Rim Territory, Jax's X-Wing
Equipment: Casual Wear, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Jax's Third Lightsaber, Promise Ring to Jairdain, BB-12
Tag: Brie Jaxx


"Face it BB," Jax grumbled looking over his navigator. "Your calculations were waaaayyyyy off, look at this! We're in the fringes of the Outer Rim! We're not in Naboo!"

<Jax!> BB-12 beeped. <You were the one who gave me the coordinates right?!>

"Yeah!" Jax said accelerating the X-Wing towards a suitable Hyperspace Lane. "But it's your responsibility to make the necessarily calculations to jump us into Lightspeed! Do I see Naboo in orbit?!" Jax pressed a couple of buttons displaying the map. "Oh look at this BB!" Jax said. "Does that say Mid Rim? Noooo, it's the fracking Outer Rim!"

The Jedi Master gave a heavy sigh shaking his head process. "And it's not even near any remote planets!"

<That just means you need a better Lightspeed calculator!> BB-12 whirred. <Look what I have to work with! This program is so ancient, it's showing signs of dementia!>

"That doesn't make any sense!" Jax yelled. "My book tour off to a great start! I had to have Jairdain pull some strings to get this Podracing book tour. The Alliance has putting heavy restrictions on Podracing and my Holobook would dispel some myths behind the sport."

<The book is pretty bland Jax!> BB-12 beeped. <It's the equivalent of taking sleeping pills!>

"Piss off," Jax growled. "You don't read BB all you do is drink and eat Pizza all day!" Jax looked at the radar noticing a faint signal ahead. "Son of a gun," Jax muttered. "I'm picking a signal."

<Oh I got it on the sensors!> BB-12 beeped. <It's a large whopper! Baleen Class!>

"Probably big time Smugglers," Jax said. "A freighter that large is either working for a company or they're gangsters."

And given that they were in the Outer Rim, the latter was most likely.

<Okay Jax I got the coordinates to Naboo!> BB whirred. <For real this time! Shall we go your highness? Before we get caught?>

"No....." Jax stared off blankly into space.

<Oh chit!> BB whirred. <It's the- I sense something in the Force look! Whenever that happens we always get into trouble!>

"You're more observant than I thought," Jax said as the ship came closer. "I sense a familiar person in that ship, It feels..... like they're in danger......"

<Uhhhh Jax,> BB beeped. <We're being hailed!>

Jax snapped back into reality. "Patch them in!" Jax said. "I have a feeling that those people and I are going to be very friends soon."

 

[Brie Jaxx]

From the bridge of the Baleen-class heavy freighter, the pirate captain narrowed his eyes as his crew made contact with the unknown starship that just had come out of hyperspace and within the reach of their sensors. Two prizes, two captured ships with crew and cargo in a day, was a very rare occurrence. An opportunity not to be neglected by the greedy Outer Rim scum. Greed was also common between salvagers, but Brie had since long learned how easy it was to crash and burn if you let it go to your head. She was learning to embrace patience, to bide her time for the right moment to fight or flee.

<''Unidentified ship? Heave to. You got a battery of heavy turbolasers aimed at you, which lasers will travel faster than your sub-light engines would manage to push that piece of junk of yours... If you cooperate, no harm will come to you or your crew... as long as you pay a little... tax.''> the pirate ship transmitted over to the starship, all while the crew activated the tractor beam and locked onto the smaller ship.

Meanwhile down at the brig, Brie had turned her head away from the pirate. His shadow loomed over her for a moment, and Brie held her breath and prepared herself to be kicked or worse, but nothing came her way. The shadow left her with heavy steps and the sound of the cell door closing made her exhale in relief and glance down at the food she had been given. She was not that dumb to kick it out or let it go to waste. Of course, the pirates didn't want to kill her by poisoning her. They wanted to put her in a slave collar and sell her to the highest bidder. An equally frightening destiny, to be honest, when Brie thought about it.

The food looked like some kind of soup, with a lump of bread to go with it. Brie leaned away from the cold wall and reached for the tray pulling it closer to her, before she grabbed the spoon and the bowl and gave it a sniff. Ughh, not like the food served at The Blue Flame, that was for sure! Brie thought, as she tasted the soup and took a bite of the bread to eaven out the bad taste. Her thoughts lingered around Daiya and Ruby. If only they knew about this, now Brie didn't know how long it would take til they realised they could not reach her and begin missing her. Everyone had their own little chaoses to go through after Darkwire was chased down The Tombs and now tried to get themselves to the feet in smaller groups to start with. What Brie didn't know, was that her thoughts reached far beyond and outside her own head. They were carried by The Force, and everyone gifted with it would be able to pick it up, so to speak. Brie continued to munch on the bread and slurp on the soup, knowing that she would need the strenght then the time came. If it came...

Jax Thio ​

 

[Jax Thio]

Location: Somewhere in the Outer Rim Territory, Jax's X-Wing
Equipment: Casual Wear, Jax's Prosthetic Arm, Jax's Third Lightsaber, Promise Ring to Jairdain
Tag: Brie Jaxx


Jax tried to turn off the music but BB-8 maintained connection. "What hell are you doing?!" Jax muttered.

<Jax> BB-8 beeped. <This is no stress express! You gotta remain calm under pressure and what better way to soothe your soul than some music.>

"Stop projecting YOUR anxiety and fears BB," Jax said. "We both know that it's you who panics a lot in these situations!"

<No Jax, I always recommend that you kill them all.> BB whirred. <We got the bomb let's use it to blow the damn ship and get going! I want to eat some Naboo style coleslaw!>

"Not yet....." Jax said his gaze shifting towards the ship. "I sense a familiar presence I'm going to turn ourselves in."

<Then you're the biggest idiot I've ever met.>

"Who's more idiotic?" Jax asked. "The idiot or the idiot who follows him?"

<Frack your fortune cookie chit.>

"I'm shutting down combat systems," Jax said pressing a few buttons on his console. "Feel free to use your tractor beam to freeze us in place."

A freighter like that definitely had a tractor beam used to bring in damaged ships. As he waited for a response, Jax remained focused on the Force calling to him. Who was in that ship? Either way he trusted the Force that he was going to get through this intact."