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Lan went HAM. He began to punch and strike troopers across the face wherever and whenever he could. His furry paws clutched at armor plates and his feet kicked other soldiers in the nuts. He worked his way quickly through the hangar bay, finding the blast doors controls and immediately opening them for Havoc squad to flood through.
All the while Lan fired his blaster, shooting randomly at anything that looked vaguely like an enemy.
“DON'T STOP!” Lan yelled as he continued shooting.
Halik resented Daella's comment's about blue braided beast killer. Yes, her teeth were weird. But that was part of her mystique... and dedication to the drugos.
He followed Lan out of the hanger. Like a boss. As always.
Selena was actually a fan of blade twirling. It was incredibly calming and pleasant.
It was good too. Selena was getting a hair bit... impatient? No. That's not the right word. It was certainly something but what is hard to say given that Selena does not emote.
“TO ENGINEERING!” Some might say that shouting out ones objective was foolish, that person had obviously never met an Otter.
Like the beautiful furry near sea creature that he was Lan ran through the halls of the Star Destroyer. Every few seconds another pop of his blaster rifle could be heard and every few minutes another Imperial trooper dropped to the floor.
Life was hard for those that did not feel. Just imagine that. Going about fairly dead to the world. Seeing things in a twinge of mild satisfaction or dissatisfaction. But it was barely even that. Such was the way that Selena lived. And right now... she was in between. But hey, she was twirling that saber.
Daella pushed forward and reached an elevator with Havoc Squad. The lift was still working during the chaos and she boarded it... along with a handful of people. They nearly reached the weight limit of the lift before the last person squeezed in. Daella reached over to push the button to engineering before Lan could.
Halik was in the elevator. The lift. That thing that moved up and down. He was bored. Very bored.
It harshed on his stim buzz. Well for good reason. It moved slow. The world moved slow. Everything was slow. So slow. Music slow. Everything slow. So much slow. MAKE IT STOP.
Lan pressed the button to go to engineering thirteen times in a row like a spasming otter palm.
The door's to elevator closed and almost immedaitely loud elevator music began to play, drowning out all other noise. Lan coughed a few times, and then halik yelled some words that made Lan flinch slightly.
Suddenly the doors opened, the boy was magic. “CHARGE!”
Lan yelled as he raised his blaster rifle and ran out of the elevator.
Selena checked the heft on her saber. It seemed off. A preposterous possibility honestly. She knew this thing backwards, forwards, up, down, inside, outside, allsides, flipside, kickflip, backflip, and nose dive. Yet it was off.
The number of troopers in engineering was far less than in the hangar. Daella only killed a couple before all that was left was a bunch of engineers- which Daella did not threaten.
The Jedi walked over to a very complicated control panel.
“KILLING THINGS!” Lan screamed over his radio as he sht his rifle over and over again. The Engineer's within the room were dying quickly, if Daella's writer was here he would be crying.
Elevator music really did play Havoc on one's senses.
The ride made her feel restless, heart pumping and head pumping. Her hands shook as she waited for the hellish ride to be over. Then the magical Halik ended their torment. Her saviour!
Bounding out of the elevator like a drunk cocker spaniel, Steph Zenima ran at the control panel and brought her hammer down upon it.