Public Put The Smug in Smuggling

[Mara Jayda]

LOCATION: Endor

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The Endor Moon had a long history, it was where once the Second Death Star orbited, and the End of the Galactic Empire took place. The planet was covered in a dense forest, in which populated a primitive race known as Ewoks who had Imperial Contraband and First Order weaponry that they had collected among their spears. They large "Teddy Bears" as Mara called them had the grounds booby trapped with spike pits, log traps that sprung and smashed speeders and walkers. The old bases of the Empire were abandoned, and that is exactly where the cargo was stored. With the Sith Empire potentially taking control of a major spice operation, it was time to secure what Spice that could be smuggled, and Endor was a perfect planet.

Another location to store some things was the ruins of the Second Death Star which required an ocean to cross. That would be Plan B, if they could not secure the Old Imperial Base. Mara did not like working with teams, but the job required she play nice with these Smugglers. The Smug Babe made her descent in her ship The Booty which landed in a clearing of trees, there in her Black Leather Cat Suite, Mara made her way down the deck, her long flowing ginger hair blowing in the wind, her belt with his blaster and lightsaber swaying, and her cape catching up in the air as sail of tan. Standing by some chrome crates was a crew, one of them smoking a death stick, and had an eye patch.
"Well well.. I knew this job would attract those with some flair, but the attractive.. my my."
Reaching out her hand, he felt his wind pipe seal and trapping some smoke in his esphogus, him gagging, when she let him go and said,
"Careful.. those things will kill you."

Another Smuggler one with a red vest, and green glasses said,
"Hey Mara, try not to kill our own k?"
She chuckled,
"He will be alright.. Loth Cat caught his tongue."
He shook his head,
"You never change.. welp, we have intel that the Base is about Thirty Clicks into the woods. The problem is those dank Woks have placed traps the whole way, and well.. probably put stuff inside too.."
Mara looking at holomap crossed her arms,
"Its not a job if its easy."
He nodded,
"Yeah.. listen, that bag of tricks you have, we need you to help sense traps."

Great she thought, I am glorified Force Hound.
"Alright.. but I cannot guarantee that I will find them all.." turning to the one she now called Patch,
"So watch your step.."
She began walking ahead of them, clearly not at all intimidated by the forest. She felt as she began to step into this primitive place, a strong presence of the life that was all about it. She imagined those Teddy Bears were watching with interest, and they would have to smoke em and take their pelts. The truth is she was not ashamed to kill, there was a thrill in a gun fight, but she preferred it to be fair, and somehow blasting short little bears seemed kinda.. sketch,

 

[Mara Jayda]

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As they began to trek further into the forest, Mara sensed something, holding her fingers to her brow and pointing, when one of the Smugglers motioned that they move around a bunch of mesh and leaves, clearly a pit. They then heard what sounded like horns blowing, which meant they had been spot. There was a loud engine hum, Mara looking around as she held out her blade pistol in one hand, one of the Smugglers became unnerved,
"I thought you said they are primitives! That sounded like a speeder!"
The Smuggler with green glasses said,
"That is the intel we have.. but.."
"But what? We are on foot man!"
Mara rolled her eyes as she grabbed the man by the throat,
"Get your self together!"
She could not believe how already they were breaking and for what? These were little bears, how much trouble could they be?
Suddenly as they stepped forward, she felt it and she said,
"Look out!"
Two great logs came flying from both sides, snapping her saber hilt to her hand she immolated the magenta blade and cut one of the circular trunks in half, splinters flying in air like confetti, and sparking from heat of her blade. She stood there as suddenly the was loud boom, something was coming,
"We are surrounded said the one Smuggler!"
Turning she shook her head, as she began to realize that he was going to be liability. Suddenly bolts of bright red came flying at them,
"Hit the deck!" shouted Patch.
She spun her weapon, deflecting some shots, as she ran to one of the Big Red Woods where the bulk of their crew was.
"Sniper.. up in the trees, Mara you think you can draw it out?"
She looking at these men,
"Ladies first eh?"
She rolled her eyes once more, as she leaned around the shredded bark of the trunk, she took aim and let fly a bolt up on what appeared to be a circular blind, where one of the Bears was aiming its rifle. So they had blasters now, well that would make things interesting. The Ewok with a growl let fly some shots at her, and she smiled as she drew her head, back the long flowing red hair like curtain flying back as two burning holes appeared on the trunk and then turned black as smoke began to rise from them.
"Well? Did you get him?"
She looking at them said,
"Maybe you know.. give me some cover fire?!"

The two Smuggler crews on each big trunk began to let fly bolts from their rifles, peppering the blind, as Mara began to run to the base of it. She dug he blade into the wood, and began to climb, using the saber as her means to keep boosting her self up, she balanced, steadying, the Sniper let fly some more shots down at her comrades, she finally got up top, and was on circle of wood, there she swiftly moved around to where the Bear was, they had some crates they were using for cover, and she with extension of her hand caused them and the Ewok to go flying off, is letting out a shriek as it landed. The Men below then began to blast the little guy, till there was great cloud of smoke rising from the smoking body. Looking up at her Glasses gave nod, and she with her black leather gloved hand saluted. Now to get down.

As she made her way down, swooping in on the exposed comrades was a speeder, its elogated nose hitting one of Smuggler and sending him flying into the air. The other contrabandists began to let fly more bolts as the speeder began to make a round turn, weaving in and out of the trees, it let fire its own bolts, clearly these Woks were not going to give up an inch of this forest without a fight, and Mara admired that.

 

[Trayze Tesar]

CURRENT MISSION - Plug the Smug(gler)!
Immediate Goals -
1: Intercept the smugglers!

BLUFOR - Allies unavailable

OPFOR - Mara Jayda

TARGETING ACTION(S) - Mara Jayda

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Colliding headfirst into a smuggler with the nose of his speeder wasn't ideal, but it wasn't the first time he's done this. Trayze Tesar, half detective, half acolyte, half asset collector for the Sith-Imperial Banking Clan - and currently under fire.

They called him mad, trying to parlay with the savage Ewoks due to their location as a midpoint between the Sith Empire and the Galactic Alliance, but as droid and Ewok rained fire down upon the smugglers, he felt vindicated. However, he had to expedite things due to the presence of someone Force-sensitive on-world, which was why after bursting laserbolts through the trees, before careening to a halt. He looked up at the female Force user, a cocky smirk under his slouch hat, and gave a silent challenge to the lightsaber wielding woman. With a flourish, his slugthrower pistol cracked at the newcomer, and she may realize something dangerous:

Despite being Force-sensitive, Trayze didn't have any weapon other than a pair of slughthrower pistols.

 

[Mara Jayda]

The slug thrower bolts hailed at Mara, he dropped to the deck, and took up his pistol and said,
"Do something!"
The Smugglers gathering his rifle barrels began to aim for this new arrival, Trayze Tesar , Mara took aim with his pistol from one of the crates, she even with burst of force hurled one crate at The Stranger with Slug throwers.
She let fly some bolts and prepared to draw her lightsaber, who the heck was this? How did they go from dealing with Little Bears to someone using twin slug throwers.
One Smugglers took aim at the the Man in Slouche Hat, Mara in the same moment leapt off the platform and igniting her magenta blade, its hum echoing in the forest. The Ewok Speeder rounding and letting bolts fly at the Smugglers, who now had to break off and a bunch of them focusing their fire on the crazy driving bear, bolts flying in as rain.

Mara landing on her boots came towards this Slugthrower, spinning her blade, as she took aim with her pistol and let out a cry of angst as she began to engage anew,
"You have made a grave mistake!"
Her hope was the sight of her saber would intimidate, she began to walk on the turf as if she owned it, her knee high black boots digging into the soil as she closed the distance with this Smug person that dare rain slugs on her. She intends to drive her blade in their throat or with her pistol blast their brains out. In short she was cross, her ire was stoked by the two fold problem, this Stranger targeting her and that her band of brothers were doing poor job of giving her cover fire. She was beginning to think that she had come with the dumbest lot she could have been outfitted with to take The Imperial Base. She was seriously considering abandoning them and heading for Plan B, across the Sea. She doubted these Bears would be in those ruins, nor this person that dared to shoot at her.

 

[Mara Jayda]

Before Mara could close the distance and cut this Slugthrower down, the Ewok swooped around and began opening fire. The Red Head leapt into the air, and landeing on the long shaft like front as the speeder, began to zoom into the forest, arching around great red wood trunks, she helt her saber, its glow of magenta bathing her face as she swung at the Fur Ball who leapt off as it cut at its cloth like hat. She then leapt into the driver seat and began to pilot, almost hitting a felled trunk and coming around, she was going to head back towards her party, when a bolt flew past her, causing one of the trunks to burst with a hole of flame. Looking over her shoulder she saw who two speeders on her six. The trees began to pass in a blurr as the engine gave loud "Ooop," as she accelerated, the Ewoks in pursuit as she went deeper into the forest, bolts flying at her as she began to zig and zag around the mighty base of the tree, swooping over a trap, a pile of massive logs was triggered, and began to roll out into the path, she turning then pointed the nose and boosted that way to avoid them, when one of Ewoks not very skilled went into them and there was explosion, the second one gave chase, opening fire.
"I am really getting tired of this!"
She then did a sudden turn, and killed the engines, causing it to sputter and hover, as she turned in her seat, her legs horseshoeing as her breasts in their leather garb pressed on back of the seat and she leaned, her pistol ready as the Bear came about, and she let fly bolts, her shot was dead on, and caused the speeder to go into a spin as the Ewok was flung off, but it was coming towards her, she using her free hand commanding the Force, hit the accelerator and now was flying with her view on the crashing speeder, which hit a tree trunks and exploded, the flames lapping at her face and flowing red hair, when suddenly her own speeder was thrown and she fell into a bush. Her pistol was knocked free, thankfully her saber she had re-clipped to her belt. There in the bush she laid low for a moment when she heard her speeder make a loud collision sound and a boom.
Great.. she was now without a ride, and only armed with her Jedi weapon, not that she was a Jedi of course. She laid there in the peridot green covering for a moment, waiting to hear if there was the hum of any more speeders, instead they was just an echo, like the sound of chants that fell over the Forest. Mara was beginning to think that she should just make for Plan B, head to the Ocean and take her chances with he ruins of the Second Death Star. She had had enough of these Furr Balls flying after her in a fury...

 

[Mara Jayda]

The Redhead Warrior made her way in the forest, following her knowledge of her surroundings, and coming to the shoreline, there there was open fields with golden grass, and the lapping waves between her, and the Great Ruins of the Death Star. Her long red hair was flowing in wind, each strand of ginger flowing, her tan cape joining it as it blew to the side, and she felt some of surf spray fly up on to her face. Mara then leapt down into the waters, the cold immediately made her heart jolt as if hit with bolts, she began to do front strokes, as waves raised her into the air, and splashed, the under tow fighting her as its own force. She did not give in, she kicked with her leather boots, and strokes with her arms as she began to inch forward with her arms, taking a breath with each stroke, as her lips rose above the surface.

The crossing was agonizing, and yet she did not falter, she made her way across this sea to the other side. There on the shoreline she rolled on to the sand, and rested a moment, her hair dripping wet, and her whole body so cold. She though could not remain there, any moment someone might assail her and so she rose up, her joints stiff from the cold swim and mustering the stamina to carry on. She came to the Ruins. where she saw all the debris from so long ago. She found herself in what was ship graveyard, not only pieces of the one Fully Operational Battle Station, but Star Destroyers as well, she found herself walking on the haul of gray white steel of the destroyer, poised in the air. She stood there, the wind began to blow the drops off her and making her wet cape sway as pendulum.

 

[Mara Jayda]

As she made steps in this ship graveyard, she heard a noise. Something had knocked a piece of metal that rang, she unclipping her lightsaber from her belt, the ring sliding off as she drew the hilt into her hand. Could it be the Ewoks had crossed the sea? Was that why they were so well armed? Or was this something else? Whatever the source, she pressing on, kept a tight grip on her durasteel handle, and came to an arch, there was suddenly something that dashed in a blur, it was green. Mara took a deep breath, and then sighed. Suddenly, a spear came at her from elevation, and she dodged in a roll, landing on her knee, her cape flowing as another spear came and she using hand called it to her with The Force, and she turning caught sight of Green Figure charging, thrusting his spear, she tossing the spear directly into its chest, as suddenly three more of these Primitive Bipedals stood with blades, circling her. She kept her saber snuffed, not ready to reveal the kyber fire that would cut all their weapons asunder.

Another letting out a sort of battle cry, like a growl lunged and she extending her black gloved hand took control of it by the neck and with twist of her hand made it circle into another, making it fall, and she then immolating her magenta blade met the third assailant, cutting the wood shaft, and making it burst into flame as she then thrust into its throat, making sparks fly and sound of fire meeting water, the waters of life in its body. As the three fell, a horn blew and more of these Dulok began to come over the haul of a Star Destroyer, some let fly arrows, none of them using blasters as the Ewoks had done. This made sensing the the attacks harder, because arrows do not make the noise of a blaster firing, and they were not bright and luminous. Mara dove for some cover, as the arrow heads all dug into an arch, making it look as porcupine. The Smug Lady was no longer convinced that she was immortal, the numbers of these Tribal Warriors was vast, and her only hope was was make for the opening into the Death Star, and she using the Force as her ally began to run, her boot beating pavement, dirt, and decks of the ships as arrows began to rain behind her.

She came to the torn apart opening and dove as spears and arrows made the enterance look like teeth in jaws. Inside, her only illumination was her saber which she deactivated to try and find somewhere to dive into, and hide. She made her way down into some water, a pool with circuits and overgrowth, taking a deep breath, she went underneath as she heard the loud steps of this legion of Swamp People. There beneath she contemplated what would become of her, and her team. This entire affair had gone south, and they may all be dead, worse the cargo maybe compromised. She held her breath with the power of the Jedi, it giving her breath from above the waters, as if she had her own oxygen tank and scuba gear. She had learned this technique when she had almost drowned on Manaan. She was beginning to question if this sort of life was what she wanted, her skills could serve the various Force Sects, though the thought of becoming caught up in the war between The Jedi and Sith gave her a headache. Very few who joined the conflict between Light and Dark left it unscathed, still she was in need of some training, and well.. allies, powerful allies. One could only get so far in this galaxy on your own...