No Retirement for a Smuggler (Callum / Kassey / Open )

[Osos Ned'lx]

Osos laughed, buzzing his wings in amusement. So he had a joker on his hands. He looked at the young boy, and he stopped laughing in a moment, and became dead serious again. His unblinking eyes stared right at the boy and he spoke with his insectoid buzz.

"Listen, boy. When my Boss wants wants something, he gets it. If you want him to visit, that can be arranged, but most likely everything on your ship would wind up dead, even your Zeltron friend. So, I suggest you let us on board. We have you interdicted. The system is full of such ships. You will not escape if you resist."

 

[DurokNe'Ja]

Durok waited impatiently, his anger rising as he noticed the ship was still not border by the pirate. He clicked a button on his communicator "Captain, have the Predators fire warning shots at the frigate, make they hit the ship so that they understand who is in charge."

 

[Noxu Za'tire]

Great, the first day of actually doing work, and already someone wanted him to die. It never got better than that, actually. It kept things fresh, and it kept things fun--at least from a bit of a strange perspective. Before he could even say anything, Callum started to respond to the call, and Nox was just about on the verge to throw the kid out the airlock. Pressing a button on the console, he muted the call going out, but allowed the message to still transmit in so they could hear. "Listen, Callum, if there's one thing you're gonna have to learn, it's that when you do that? Your job is to get them off of us, not convince them to pursue us." How he handled it wasn't too entirely smooth, at least for Nox's standards, but he was still learning, so Nox thought it would be best to teach him that lesson now, rather than have a repeat of it later.

With that, he flipped the mic back on, but kept silent as he listened. Right after, he began to work as quickly as he could. Leaning over toward his left, and a bit in Kassey's direction, he flipped a switch underneath the console to activate the tractor pressors, which would make the tractor beam on his ship less restrictive, and allow more movement, albeit just a little bit. Muting the mic again, he looked over to Kass, "Sweetheart, going to need you to go shoot down those damned fighters." Pointing back down the hallway, there was the pit that lead right up toward the turret on top.

Unfortunately, the ship didn't have much in terms of defenses at the bottom, so it would take some skilled flying on his part to keep the freighter below the fighters. "If they want to fight, they're gonna get a fight." He muttered, while pulling his chair forward, and grasping ahold of the controls to maneuver the ship. As the fighters got within range, he started to attempt to maneuver the ship to the best of his ability, even through the slow-turning handling of the ship.

Shooting Callum a quick glance, he just sighed a bit. "I don't know if we're going to get out of this one. That ship is pretty damned tough. They'll probab--" Just then, there was another hit against the ship, but this time it was a direct hit. "Damn it... Now they're done playin' games."

 

[DurokNe'Ja]

Durok watched out the hangar bay, the Predators had begun opening fire on the ship. These smugglers probably had never dealt with a organization like Durok's, criminals with big ships were not a good thing. He decided he would try to get them over peacefully so he didn't blow his cargo out into space when the ship got destroyed, after they had the goods he couldn't even begin to care about what happened to them.


As the comm inside Durok's helmet buzzed to let him know the channel was open he began to speak "You are in the presence of the South Systems Syndicate, we know you have precious cargo on board. If you cooperate, our ships will not blow you into dust. If you continue to resist, your blood will coat the inside of your ship like a fresh coat of paint."

 

[Kassey Draclau]

Kassey facepalmed at Callum's voice over the comm. "Password. Like I said, he's cute..it's going to get him into trouble, though." She said with a smirk on her face, that's when Noxu had told her to man the fighters, and she gave him a gently nod. "You got it."

She had stood up, and then ran towards the pit of the turret, just as there was a warning shot fired on the ship. It rocked, and enough to cause her to fall flat, right on her face. "Chit...Did they just FIRE at us?" She asked with a puzzled look on her face. Kassey stood up, and dusted herself off. "Going up to the turrets. Please, Mister Za'tire I don't feel like getting boarded today, or drop the cargo which...could pretty much spell out disaster."

Kassey moved again, and then she had heard over the systems.

"You are in the presence of the South Systems Syndicate, we know you have precious cargo on board. If you cooperate, our ships will not blow you into dust. If you continue to resist, your blood will coat the inside of your ship like a fresh coat of paint."

"South Systems Syndicate.." Kassey muttered under her breath. "Well, if they blow us up, there really wouldn't be any blood now, would there be?" She asked to herself, and then ran up to the turret as the systems came online. "Captain, these guys are pretty serious. So....shooting down the fighters might cause our deaths, so..I need the word from you."