Rustag glared at Captain Kell, "Captain, we had an agreement to-"
"To take y'all to Yavin IV. Here we are! Get out! Serves ya right fer talkin' trash 'bout me ship!" Kell yelled, drawing a long-barrelled blaster from his hip and pointing it at Rustag, poking him and nudging him in the direction of the exit of his vessel he is so very proud of.
Unarmed and still unaware of his force-sensitivity, Rustag complied and let himself be led off of the deck of the Holy Wings. Kell shoved him off, causing the young zabrak to land face-first into the muddy jungle floor.
"'Call me another time and tell me 'bout the other billion piece a' poodoo starships y'all hitchhike on! An' thanks fer the credits, ya big-mouthed hutt-spawns!" Kell yelled at the two young men as he closed the hatch to the Holy Wings and lifting off, blowing a strong gust of wind at Rustag and [member="Faratain"] as the ship took off and left them stranded in the middle of the Yavin jungle with no indication of where the Jedi Academy could be.
Rustag lifted himself off of the ground, spitting grass and mud out of his mouth, "Uck! Karking laserbrain...Takes my money, then shoves my head in the mud. I ain't ever felt so wronged in my life..." Rustag's rough accent started to show the more stressed he became, making him sound similar to Captain Kell.
The zabrak turned to Faratain, "Well...got any ideas, jedi? Can you...I dunno...sense where the Academy is or something?"