First Reply Uprising

[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

"Something tells me that it's more than that."

She eyed him as they skirted around the block to avoid being seen. While simple at surface-level, Valery felt as if there was a lot more to this daring smuggler than she originally thought. Perhaps an assumption made far too quickly, but she hadn't often met people out here, willing to risk their lives like this to cause some chaos for the slavers. If he was caught, he'd be tortured and killed. If they saw his face, he'd become a target throughout the Galaxy.

He had to be aware of that, right?

Soon enough, the two reached the Hutt barracks, and Valery allowed her senses to wander. There were plenty more goons inside, some injured, some afraid, and others eager to fight. A range of emotions more typical for a battlefield, not a city. It showed just how much chaos had consumed Sleheyron.

"Yeah, it'll draw plenty of attention if we hit it," she agreed. Though as she followed his gaze up to the roof, she had the same doubts as he did. It wasn't going to be easy to get inside, and even if they did, they still needed a plan to deal with the goons and make it out alive.

Turning away, Valery followed after Nej and headed into the safety of the space behind the apartment building. Only there, she stopped and watched his blonde locks fall free again. It was quite a step up from staring at that mask constantly.

"Well, I could make the jump from the apartment roof to the barracks. But I'd have to carry you." She flashed a smirk while she wondered if that'd embarrass him too much. The alternative was trying to move him across with Telekinesis, but that was either going to be loud or slow. Inside the apartment, Valery took the offered water and took a few sips, but her eyes would soon notice the blood stain in his clothes.

"Are you hurt?" She asked, her tone soft while she crouched down beside him. "You mind letting me take a look? We can't risk it getting worse or infected."

 

[Nej Tane]

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All it took was a word, and she was there again. Brown hair, pale skin, soft-spoken and out of time. And out of his league.

"I got it."

It did hurt, but perhaps out of habit or fear, he refused her help initially, before non-verbally giving in. He lifted up his shirt, reaching down to a small pouch on his belt, holding up his shirt. "Bacta patches are in that pouch there- don't take too long." He had a fighter's physique- but more importantly, no tattoos, no marks, no IDs- just scars, burns, and close calls from years of his outlaw life. But it didn't seem to slow him down any. He finally took off his jacket and shirt, wincing as he noticed the close-call blaster mark. His jacket may have been able to stop a few blaster bolts here and there, but the bad guys got lucky where it was open in the front. He looked over the chaos of the city, and it reminded him of her- and Commenor.

He blinked a few times, as if somewhere else, with someone else for just a moment. He pictured them here, in the apartment together. Caf in the pot, music on the stereo. Maybe he had an honest gig. Maybe they weren't here. They were with the Silver Jedi, or with one of the other Jedi Enclaves. Maybe-

"I was on Commenor- a long, long time ago. When it fell- the Commenor Systems Alliance. Reminds me a lot of that."

When he spoke, she faded away. Ashes and ghosts.

Nej thumbed something on his wrist, a bracelet, woven. He did it absent-mindedly, and the air around him was one of longing. Of a lost love.

There was quite a bit more to the man, as... idiotic as he was at times. He seemed to think about someone. A song played in his mind, dozens of songs. He didn't dive into what he did on Commenor, or why he was there. In reality- he wasn't on Commenor for himself, for a score. He was there to save the only-

He looked over at the skyline, a song dancing in his head that they used to listen to on his ship.

"I got rocket boots. I can manage to skirt across the gap. Can't fly like the Mandalorians, but they're good in a pinch- or to cross places."

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

Even without the Force, Valery could tell there was a shift in the atmosphere. Something about this place or about what just happened — perhaps both — had pulled on his mind in ways that she hadn't expected. Memories rushed in to fill the gaps, and as Nej removed his jacket and took off his shirt, Valery worked quickly and quietly. Her eyes wandered over his torso only once, taking note of scars and marks from incidents long ago.

"It should heal pretty nicely," Valery said softly, as she applied the bacta patch and let her eyes drift up from his exposed torso to his eyes. She didn't want him any more uncomfortable than he already seemed to be.

What was up with him?

Then she saw him fiddle with the bracelet, and noticed the look in his eyes. Something clicked for a personal reason she wouldn't share with most, and Valery managed a soft smile, "The bracelet is beautiful. I can tell you miss her." Valery stood up and didn't push the subject more than that. It wasn't her place to question.

"As long as you can land quietly. Otherwise I'm going to have to help you out somehow. We can't alert them prematurely."

 

[Nej Tane]

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His face shifted- then maybe out of focus, maybe not, he quickly put his shirt and jacket back on, and formed the helmet over his face. He winced, turning and moving, stretching, eyeing the Hutt barracks across the street. He cocked his head, the air of levity gone. It was back to the usual Nej.

And Nej just ran out of the apartment, towards the balcony on the second floor- and giggled as he leapt off the edge, diving, before rolling, and-

His boots kicked on, skirting him just over the heads of the Hutt troops below, who were too focused on the firefight below. He made it across to the other building, clambering onto a ledge quietly, looking down at the Hutt goons below in the streetlights duking it out with the slaves- who were making slow advances on them.

Just then, the window next to Nej opened, and a Goon looked out the window to investigate the noise.

And Nej looked at him.

And he looked at Nej.

Nej raised his head up a little, as if to ask what was up.

The Goon opened his mouth to speak, but Nej put his entire Disruptor pistol barrel in it, shaking his head.

The Goon instantly understood to be quiet. Nej turned his head, where Valery was still in the apartment, and gave a small wave, before climbing into the building, mouth-gun-guy being pushed against a wall.

"Where's the power generators and whatnot?" He asked him, taking out his second pistol.

"Smhmcacmgmhmacmhm!" The goon said. Nej then remembered that he had a gun in his mouth.

"Fifth floor, nerf herder."

"Thanks."

Nej smashed his face against the wall, knocking him out cold for his insult. His original plan was to throw him out of the window, but- Valery might not like that.

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

Not a word.

Valery tilted her head and watched him shift back to the way he had been before they reached the apartment. It wasn't really her place to push anything, so she simply smiled and stood back up. Only to watch him jump across the building with a giggle that had her eyebrow raise way up there.

She wasn't quite sure what to think of him yet.

Once he made it across, Valery saw him suddenly turn and raise a pistol. He didn't shoot, but she sensed another with him and understood what was going on. So, against her nature, she stood and waited for him to push inside. Only when he gave the signal, Valery accelerated and jumped to his roof with one elegant, explosive jump. She landed on her feet, transitioned into a roll, and rose up to her feet to run a hand through her hair.

Almost as if it had been the most normal thing in the world.

"Good job," Valery said, both for how calmly he handled it and because he respected their agreement. "You want to lead the way to the generators? We could probably take those out and then find their weapons stashes."

 

[Nej Tane]

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Nej nodded when she approached- rather impressed with her leap. He smirked as she approached, eyeing her up and down like he did before.

“You work out, huh?” He said with a wry grin beneath his helmet, pivoting to dragging the goon with him. He pushed him for a bit, before looking around- sensing his nervousness.

So Nej hit him in the back of the head and shoved him in a closet, giggling when he collapsed, cross eyed.

“He’ll be fine, for sure.”

Nej was not sure.

He looked up the stairs, not liking the amount of noise coming from them. He turned to the elevators, which would surely be guarded-

He smirked and looked at Valery as he pressed the lift button, humming.

“Turbolifts are fine and all, but Hutts are cheap and use old counter balances and pulleys and stuff.” He waited for the Elevator to open on their floor, crouching beside it to make sure no one came out before he pulled his little stunt.

And then, curiously, Nej walked in, popped open the panel and began to tinker with the buttons.

“We’re not taking the lift up. We, my pretty Jedi friend- are gonna ride the rope.” He turned, smirked, and pointed at the access hatch in the ceiling. He said it so matter of factly that it seemed to be a done deal.

“No telling what’s up the stairs three floors up, yeah? We can cut out the middle man and get right where we need to be. Plus-“ His helmet pulled off of his face, so he could show her his handsome grin.

“It’ll be really funny.”

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

"What gives that away?" Valery asked with a roll of her eyes, though a smirk as well. She wasn't dumb — she knew she was in amazing shape and she wasn't shy about it. The main reason for it was very simple — she was a Jedi and staying in good physical condition was crucial. But on a more personal level, it felt great to be in shape as well.

It had its perks.

With that out of the way, Valery followed after Nej and cringed a little when he knocked the guy out again. It wasn't going to kill or cause lasting damage, but he was going to wake up with quite a headache, she imagined. Once he was taken care of, she walked over to the turbolift and perked a brow at first. Until he explained what he was actually wanting to do — get through the ceiling and climb up.

"Very funny," Valery said with a smirk. "Alright, let's do it." Without another word, she jumped up with explosive force again and went straight through the open hatch. She landed atop the elevator cabin and leaned down to offer him a hand to pull himself up there with her. The air inside the shaft wasn't exactly great and it smelled like lubrication oils everywhere. She sighed, rubbed her hands together and held onto the cable.

"I'll go first?" Whether in front of behind him, Valery began to climb up towards the next floors.

 

[Nej Tane]

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He got pulled up with a grunt, standing on top of the elevator, and his helmet formed back over his face, and he shifted his hair back out of his face.

"First? No, we go together. Hold on!"

He grabbed Valery close- real close. By the lower back, spinning her around, and wrapped his arm tight around her, and pointed his Disruptor at the counterweight on the lift above them.

"Here's the fun part."

He shot it- and they both shot forward, five floors up. He laughed, the wind rushing them both upwards. He let go of the cable at just the right moment- both of them launching into the doorframe of the fifth floor elevator opening. He pried open the door while they both hugged the ledge, and entered a dark, dimly lit room. Generators and power cables hung all over, leading from one room to another. It seemed it was a makeshift sort of power station- the entire floor converted to storing and creating power for the rest of the building.

Nej walked forwad, kicking a generator. And he might as well have kicked a hornet's nest. At least 20 goons stirred from their positions on windows, some armed with rifles, some armed with netguns, some armed with stunsticks, some armed with whatever they could get their hands on. Nej feigned surrender, turning to Valery, smirking and winking at her when his helmet folded back behind his head.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, we're from Team Footsa."

"Footsa?" One asked, approaching Nej with a stunstick.

"My footsa goin' in your nuts, pal." And with that, Nej torqued his hips, activated his rocket boot- and kicked the guy squarely in the groin with enough force to shatter a ribcage. Nej shoved him towards his compatriots, and went to town, hands, feet, elbows, and fists flying.

The Scoundrel and the Jedi were in for it now. And she made that stupid rule about not killing them- so he'd settle for a brawl. A big, big brawl.

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

"Together?" And hold on to what-

Before she could finish her thoughts, she felt an arm settle around her lower back. Her eyes widened and without being given a chance to protest against the plan, he pulled her in close and shot them up into the elevator shaft. Valery felt the wind blowing through her long hair and noticed that sparkle of adrenaline at the sudden acceleration — usually, she'd love something like this, but his choice had caught her by surprise a little.

When they were finally up on the fifth floor, she cleared her throat and hid her face for a moment.

Until she spotted the army of goons right in front of them, after Nej kicked one of the generators. Valery's first instinct was to draw a lightsaber, but having chosen not to bring them, she stood still and raised her hands as well. Her eyes shifted to Nej, and for a moment, she wished he'd just shut up.

He was making this so much worse-

Valery visibly cringed when he kicked the man in the balls, but didn't linger on it too long. Her two pistols were summoned into her hands, and with the blaster on stun setting, she gunned down several in an instant. Even without a lightsaber, Valery was a force to be reckoned with.

"Let's destroy these generators and get out of here!" Valery shifted one of her blasters to lethal, and aimed at the generator before opening fire.

 

[Nej Tane]

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There was a blitz, a rush of fists. Nej moved like a fighter, bobbing, weaving, cracking jaws, splitting ribs, the usual business. What was interesting about the way Nej fought- he fought like a boxer, and used his unique pistols to fight. They seemed to be built to be used as weapon themselves. He twirled them around, slamming them into a face of the another goon.

He dealt with the goons like a madman, clearly enjoying the fight. He tucked his pistols into the holsters, trapping the last goons arm, twirling him over, and punching him nearly into the floor.

If there was one thing to be said, Nej could fight. But interestingly- the combat move was that they used to teach to Republic troopers way back in the day. Something that Kaiden Rohn came up with. He grinned, looking up at Nej, with the numerous goons on the ground. He held up his hands in his usual way, eyebrows a-wigglin' when his helmet came off.

"C'mon sweetheart, we gotta get going."

The battle outside intensified- the escaped slaves and rebels were gaining ground. Nej kicked open the door to the main power storage room, but realized quickly he didn't have the firepower to blow it up. Disruptor pistols were good, but they stopped short and didn't do a lot of damage to things like metal that was thicker than say, armor.

Nej looked at all the wiring, then noticed that many of the power lines had warnings in about every language he could think of to not overload them.

"Val- start on the other side, and rotate the little green knobs on the batteries and terminals- we put enough power into the main generator and turn off the safeties and-"

He made a small explosion sound.

Nej got to work on his side, and then snuck a glance at Valery. Sort of. He wanted her to know he was looking.

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

Valery pushed out a breath of exertion and raised a hand up to fix her hair. While Nej had taken care of about half these goon, Valery had covered the rest. None had died, and most hadn't suffered any serious injuries either. She had simply stunned most, and only knocked one or two unconscious with force.

Nej had honored his word as well, so Valery was satisfied.

"I'm not your sweetheart, darling," Valery said with a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. One that didn't last very long, given their circumstances. The power generators they needed to destroy were literal tanks, and without her lightsaber, it would be tricky to destroy them. The Force could be used, perhaps, but she'd be in the room with the generators if she tried.

His plan was safer for them both.

"Sure, I'm on it," Valery said without even realizing that he called her Val. Were they on nickname terms now? She rushed around to the other side and looked down at the various panels and displays. She was terrible with technology, but turning knobs and flicking switches at random was easy enough. By the time she looked up and around the generator with long strands of brunette hair fallen in front of her face, she spotted his gaze.

Valery blinked and dipped her head.

Focus.

"I'm set here! The gauge says the temperature is rising, so we should get out before it's too late!"

 

[Nej Tane]

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"Give me a few hours and you won't be saying that!" He said, grinning ear to ear as he finished his side of the generators. Nej was about to mention that to her, when all of a sudden-

Boom.

Nej had forgotten that electricity works very fast, and yes, while it would take a second for it to heat up and blow up the generator- that second would occur instantly when electricity moved at the speed it did. So when the powerbanks and safety regulators were overloaded, they overloaded instantly, unlike perhaps the videogame Nej had gotten the idea from, where it happened slowly and he could escape the room before it exploded.

Nej was knocked back a few feet, screaming the entire way (not in a very manly way either).

He was sat up against the wall, when he came to, his helmet fading back as he looked around.

"Hey. We did it!"

The lights went dim, and only the chemical red lights lit the area around them. The lights on the street dimmed, flooded with power, some overloading. He rose to a stand, dusting himself off. He walked to the door, leaning over from the impact, groaning.

"That's gonna hurt..."

He bounced on heel to heel, like a shockboxer would. He moved back to the elevator, looking down the shaft, grabbing onto the rope, bracing his legs on either side, and gave Val a cheeky wave, before dropping down all way down to the first floor, quietly crouching. He tried to pry open the elevators, but failed to do so, and the armory was just on the other side. He rubbed his face, motioning Valery over, speaking quietly.

"Any ideas? We run the risk of getting into a nasty fight if we go through the other floors. I don't got enough boom-boom on me to blow this thing open or even just make it open."

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

"You're going to get yourself killed one day, you know." Valery stood amidst fire and smoke, but none of it seemed to touch her. The lethal flames wrapped around an invisible barrier and Valery passed right through it, her hair waving in the wind now that they were exposed to the elements again. She had sensed the imminent danger of the explosion, and while she hadn't been able to shield Nej, she had protected herself.

That way, she could at least help him after the blast.

"But you're right, we did do it." She offered a faint smile and relief showed in her eyes. As much as he let his mouth run away from his brain, she could still see and feel the good in him.

She didn't want to see him hurt.

Valery moved back towards the elevator shaft and rolled her eyes at the cheeky little wave. Rather than using the cables, though, she just let herself fall and landed like a feather. Her eyes settled on the closed door, and this time, she grinned. It was time to show off just a little.

Her fingers slipped between the cracks, and the muscles in her arms and shoulders flexed. The Force began to pulse through her body, and with unnatural strength, she bent the two sides of the elevator doors until they were left with an opening big enough for them to walk through.

A puff of air escaped her lips and she rubbed her hands together to rid herself of some dust, "Well? Let's go, shall we?"

 

[Nej Tane]

Nej stood there in silence for a moment, blue eyes wandering over her back muscles for a second longer than he should have (given the situation at least). He shook his head and pressed forward, sliding through the opening Valery created with her bare hands.

“Wish I could do that.”

He said, eyeing the door to the armory- which was running on emergency power. He crouched next to the door, and took out his commlink, pulling the security consoles wiring out.

“Cover me for a second.” He said, taking the battery from his commlink and affixing it to the power bank of the door. His commlink would give it weak enough power- maybe just a few minutes at most. Enough to slice it.

Or, in this case, bypassing the lock with a few manipulations of wires and connecting the cheap electronic lock’s circuit, completing it as if they entered the correct code. It beeped weakly, disengaging the lock.

“Got it.” Inside was a plethora of weapons, mismatched as to be expected of a criminal gang. Not a lot of organization to be had.

“Alliance armories are much better. Way more organized. Easier to find what you’re trying to-“ He looked over at the Sword of the Jedi, realizing that maybe discussing previous heists against the Alliance weren’t gonna do him any favors.

“Alright. They’ll come and break in eventually- the rest of this stuff will give them an edge to disrupt the rest of the planet, or get them started. One crappy armory-“ Nej smirked triumphantly.

“One big not so crappy revolt.” He glanced over at Valery, biting his lip after staring at her for a while.

“Come on, let’s start making our way to my ship. Things won’t be nice for us here- plus, I don’t want to get caught with a Jedi.”

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

"Being a Jedi has its perks," Valery said with quite a grin as she picked up on his reaction. Had it been necessary for her to bend the door open like that? Perhaps not — she could have just as easily forced it open with Telekinesis, or shattered it into a thousand tiny pieces. But even Valery wasn't immune to wanting to show off a little at times.

She couldn't have a smuggler outperform her, after all.

When he requested her to cover, she drew her pistol and stood guard. But after their little clash earlier, it seemed they were in the clear. They had either taken down every last one of them, or the remaining few were out and about to handle the escaped slaves. Whatever the reason, they met no resistance, even as they broke into the armory.

A great moment for Nej to mention his other heists.

"I'll pretend that I didn't hear that. This once," Valery said with a roll of her eyes, before she watched him look at her just a little longer than was normal. It made her smirk, but she didn't comment on it and turned around to leave with him. "You didn't seem too bothered with me while we've been handling these people." She looked at him from the corners of her eyes, but moved ahead to clear the way forward.

If they ran into trouble, she could shield them even without a lightsaber.

 

[Nej Tane]

Nej smirked when she mentioned him not having a problem with her beforehand. Truth be told, he didn’t. He liked what he saw. Maybe he even liked her more than just to look at. Maybe.

But for now, escape was preferable than flirting.

Nej popped open a window on the first floor, letting them both fall back out into the chaotic streets below. The Hutts, for no lack of exaggeration, had lost control of the situation entirely. It seemed like the entire city was on fire or in some sort of fight.

Nej pushed onwards towards the spaceport, dodging roving hordes of this and that, keeping low and to the shadows, alleyways, and moving through buildings rather than the streets. He seemed to know his way on how to escape a city, much less a densely populated city like this.

He eventually came to the door of the spaceport, which had been locked down for quite some time. Nej shot the doors security locks and pushed in- only to find a great many thugs around his ship..

HIS SHIP!!

They were trying to steal the ship he stole!

“Come on before they steal our only ride out of here!” He said quickly, rocketing towards the enemy with a blaster rifle, delivering a particularly nasty sounding punch to the face.

Valery Noble

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

Valery jumped out of the window after him and followed his path through the city. She knew how to make an escape as well and if she had been alone, it would have technically been easier. She could have slipped into her cloak and gotten around undetected. But without a ship, it would have gotten far too tricky at the spaceport.

Luckily, Nej also seemed to know how to move around and it sure helped that the Hutt goons were left in chaos.

Eventually, they made it to the spaceport without more trouble, and broke in through the large hangar door. It fell open after the lock was shot, but they weren't alone. All around his ship were others, armed to the teeth and attempting to take his ship. Hutt goons trying to make an escape before the slaves got to them?

Or perhaps slaves who had armed themselves and wanted to get out?

The uncertainty made her hold back, as she reached out and ripped the weapons from the hands of several of them. She then balled her hand into a fist to crush the rifles, and approached with a blaster in her hand. Not because she'd shoot them, but after such a display of the Force, they were likely going to be terrified.

"This stops now."

 

[Nej Tane]

Nej looked over in disbelief at Valery as the would-be firefight was halted by a simple wave of her hand. He threw up both of his hands, noticing the scorch marks on his ship, and at the display of her power.

"You could do that the whole time?!"

He shook his head, beginning to disconnect the power and fuel lines that were hooked up to his ship, as well as shooting the magnetic locks that were hastily clamped onto his ship. The nerve. His ship was sleek, fast, and looked like it could get in a place in a hurry. It also had obvious stealth modifications, sensor arrays and antennas to confuse and lose tracking systems. Panels and other pieces of tech hung all over the ship- giving it a visual stealth system as much as sensors.

That, and the obviously overcharged and mostly illegal engines.

Nej looked over the ship, checking the fuel and power levels before unlocking the ramp, listening to it hiss. Luckily, they didn't go inside the ship. Either too busy, or too stupid to figure out the panel. It was an actual mechanical lock- not anything that you could slice through. It'd require either brute force or the know-how on how to get into it.

He climbed up, beginning to power up the ship, checking the sensor arrays first. A force of habit, but a good one. And this time, it paid off.

"Start plotting a course for wherever you're going to with that star map behind me. I'll drop you off wherever you need to go. And we'll get there fast and in a hurry, promise. And probably unnoticed."

Valery could see, tucked in the corner of the co-pilots seat, a recently tossed Alliance Naval uniform. Curiously, there were several emblems from a long-forgotten Sith Empire (from the days of the death throes of the Republic) hung up. And they had his name on them. Nej Tane, Imperial Navy Gunner's Mate Third Class.

He pecked away at his console, powering up his very, very loud engines.

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[Valery Noble]

Sleheyron

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Outfit: Undercover Smuggler
Weapons: Blasters
Tag: Nej Tane

Valery perked a brow at his question and huffed a little. She wasn't fond of using the Force when she felt it was unnecessary, but in a tight space like this with so many enemies around them? No, she couldn't risk shots going off that could potentially damage their one way out of here.

Perhaps she could have done more, though.

Once the situation was handled, Valery left the rest to him. She was absolutely no mechanic and this was his ship — he knew exactly what to do and worked fast. Instead, she spent her time looking around a little, hoping to understand more about his way of life. A kind of life she couldn't even imagine living herself.

Part of that only made it more interesting. More exciting.

"Yeah, I've got a place in mind." She plotted their course for New Cov. It was outside Alliance space, but closer to where they were now. Somewhere hidden in its jungles was her old Enclave — it had been rebuilt and was being used, but kept more hidden. She'd have Nej drop her off in the city, though.

As much as had happened between them, she couldn't show him the Temple.

Valery soon stepped into the cockpit and walked over to the co-pilot seat. She was going to sit down when she spotted the uniform and gently moved her hand over it, "Hm, hadn't expected you to have a military background." She looked up at him and smirked a little.

 

[Nej Tane]

Nej looked over at her as he began the rapid ship startup sequence- engines began firing up, knocking over several crates and sending wires and lines awry. He pulled the throttle up hard, pushing the ship off of the ground in a snap.

"Hold on!"

Sure enough, the Hutts, despite their lack of control everywhere- wanted a measure of control, and fighters and blaster bolts came screeching up from the ground. But Nej didn't have to out-fly them. Just had to out-run them. Nej hit the SLAM system on his ship, scrambling their sensors in the process. Lackluster pilots became confused and lost him quickly, over relying on their sensors and modules rather than their actual piloting skills. He flew low over the city and planet, fires aplenty as the Hutts, street by street, lost control of the planet.

He laughed, his helmet fading back behind his ear as he spun in the chair, observing the coordinates that Valery put in, pretending she didn't say anything about past lives of his. Someone else had asked him about it, too. A long time ago, now. And she was gone. But everything about him said that she wasn't really gone to him.

"Hutts are gonna lose us out here. Anything above atmosphere is out of their hands now."

Hutts were known for a lot of things, but large fleets and naval presence in space was not one of them. He looked over her coordinates, nodding his head. He looked over at her, knowing damn well that wasn't where she wanted to really go. She probably had some secret Jedi hideout somewhere closeby or on a slightly different planet, or some special Jedi button that would act like a big "come get me" flare.

"New Cov. Not a bad place to offload stuff if you're in a pinch. Too many undercover Alliance guys for my liking, though."

He paused as he began to punch in the hyperdrive, while the planet faded to a distant memory beyond them.

"Be there before you know it. Take a little bit for the hyperdrive to load up. I'll stay up here, if you wanna use the refresher or whatever. Just try not to poke around my stuff too hard."

Valery Noble

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