Keshli Tetaric: Family Vacation

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Keshli sat on the bed in her ship, the pulsing and throbbing on her eye causing her to clutch her hand to the scar and hiss in pain. The past days events running in her head while her free hand searched frantically for the pain pills in her pouch. When she got her hands on them, she fumbles with the lid, poping a pill in her mouth and grasps at the water on the nightstand next to her, next to the cage the Weezler Carl Esquire slept as lazily as he had presumably for his entire life. With a mouth full of water, she gulps the pill and takes a few more hissing gasps as she waited for the relief to spread across her.

As she waited, she leaned forwards while the events of the past months went through her mind. Disgraced from the Navy, with no path to redeem for the brother that she gained from her self destructive quest to avenge her old lost family. The war continued to look bleak, even with the minor gains made in Lantilla and the beach head on Corellia established. The snakes in their back have stated acting up again as well, Revanites attempting to antagonize and establish more power. And she had finally seen Keylis face to face, with the cult she had formed and the power she had amassed seeming only to be more than that of the past few months. The new scar on her face a testament to that.

More and more she felt she had no real place to call home. The Navy did not want her. The Jedi tolerated her. She may have been a member of the Explorer Corps as of this moment and even had friends within the order. Yet she knew that they didnt think she actually belong as much as she did. She could hear it, -feel- on every op she joined. Why is she here?. And indeed, why was she? Aside from her desire to aid this fight against the Empire she knew just as much as they did that she was not one of them, and would never belong there.

Her seeming last best bet was a Holo call away. But still there was no signal, sign or even knock on her bulkhead saying that opportunity was open to her. And so she hovered where she was in the scheme of the Galactic battleground. Ironic that the ones to be the most supportive had so far been Mandolorians. Ali’Shari, Jate’Kara, and her adoptive brother Rhirk. The latter two being a surprise to her old self for sure, and she prayed they didnt speak much of the war prior. She had come to like them, and she didnt want to set off her buried hatred by learning more of some yet unknown atrocity.

After a time her pain was subsiing, and she lay back letting herself catch her breath. Looking up at the ceiling light it dawned on her how tired she was. Her eye lids listing to half closed, her fingers curling slightly as they relaxed. She took a deep breath while the throbbing of her scar went down. I hate this war. The thought lingered in her head. And she stayed there, listening to the soft hum of power within her ships bulkheads until the echo of her rampart dropping and metal boots thudding on her floors got closer to her quarters.

Rhirk made his way up and into the ship, he didn’t hide the fact hse was there. He knew better than to attempt to surprise his little sister. He didn’t think of her as she of him. There was not adoption, she simply was his family now. He had tugged the helmet free and hung it from his hip, making his way to her room

He had given a light rap at the doorway before stepping inside, he leans on the wall some and looks to her “Still bugging you?” he frowns, looking her over with that concern. She could see the grey in his beard and hair now, not overly profound. Though he looked older. The months had been rough on him, and she knew he hadn’t slept well since Rodi “I was thinking, we could both use some time away from here, a bit of a vacation before this all goes to shit out here?” he spoke softly, tired and not wanting to be the stern older brother, but more the friend.

She tilted her head back up from the mattress, looking at those graying hairs. The pains meds had down their job and her breathing had leveled out. She sat up and looked him in the eyes as she took the medical cream the doctors gave her and started applying it to her scar. “Gets worse sometimes. Least with the leg I cant feel it anymore…” She would look at the metal prosthetic as she finished with the cream. “May be a good idea though… some time away from this crap. Still. Dont think I can pull myself away”

“Well, that just means I will be the one pulling you away. I am sure folks will be fine without us for a week or two. .” he pushed off the wall and moved to take her desk chair. Sitting in it and looking to her “We have some work to do, but maybe a few days vacation first. I want to see Ord Mantell, I want to visit her and well. See the planet without it being a funeral. .”

He frowns a bit, and gives a small shrug. He leans back in the chair. “Would be good for us both, and well lets face it. It is the type of planet we are used to spending time on. Could be fun, get our heads clear. .then we go hunt that sniper. .”

She thought on it. She didnt trust a damn that something wouldn’t come up while she was gone. Though she knew that even now they didnt think they needed her. She perked at the mention of the sniper though. “Hrm… Could take a romp around the planet for her sake I suppose.” She looked over to her rifle, leaning up against her bed. “Im no beneath a little payback as well”

She knew that in the grand scheme of the whole war it was such a little thing. So small. Minor. Insignificant. But that small thing had devastated the two of them. The loss of a friend to something, someone so minor. “… Fine. Small vacation”

He nods some, smiling as he saw the look on her face. “Alright, lets do it.” He took the flask from his belt, and sipped at it once he had it open. He offers it back to her as he watched her. “Who’s ship we taking? I can fly if you want. That way you can just relax some.” He smiles to her.

She takes the flask, sipping some as she stands back up. “We’ll take mine. I know you cant sleep to good yet. And I got a spare room with a bed.” She stands up and walks out into the main hold of her ship, looking over at the rusted, banged up and barley alive form of a droid of terror from the last war. “Besides, you are right. We have work to do”

He stood and walked with her, taking in the ship and looking over the battered droid. He nods some. “I can help fix it up, I don’t have Jates touch. .but I should be able to help some.” He gave a laugh and ran his hand through his hair. Looking around the ship and taking it all in as he relaxed. “It will be fun Kesh, just like the old days.”

“Could use some old days.” She sighs some before turning back towards the bridge. “Ill get the coordinates locked in. May see if Ali wants to join us there. In the mean time see if you can start seeing whats salvagable on Basi.” She steps her way down towards the command console. —

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Ali stands in her forge ship the Molten tear. the entire ship heated like a furnaces like a small sun in its own right out in space. the hammer blows from her smith work echo’s in the ship as she works on perfecting her craft and figure out how the new chaos pattern armors truly works. the metal gray armor she wears during her work glows from the heat and fore sparks from every heavy handed blow lights up the helmet. she frowns and looks at what she just made and throws it away another failure. been a lot lately she takes of her helmet and watches the forge and anvil… sweat forming over her forhead. there been a lot of hard work lately. so much to make so much to do. always something it b een hard to focus she thinks for her self. she needs something something to focus her hammer on something thats it for her self. been a longtime since she did that. she loves helping everyone but wen did she do something just for her self? Granted she probably do something for others while doing something for her self but still. she wonders as she watches the forge lost in thoughts.

As she was starting to wander in her thoughts, her comm beeps. A message coming in and the image of Keshli forming.

Keshli: Hey Ali. Letting you know Rhirk and I are takeing a bit of a small vacation. We are going to Ord Mantel. Going to see the planet, relax a bit. And search for parts and maybe an AI core for Basi

Ali looks at her comm for a moment after she answered and heard Kesh a moment of silence then she spoke

Ali: you sure you aren’t force sensitive hun? its like you read my mind. i was just thinking i needed something to work on… something for me… and here you call giving me the best opportunity. you really are amazing with you timing. yeah i think i need a bit of a vacation to and i would love to join you two. could be nice doing some family bonding and work on Basi

Keshli: Perfect. We are in on route now. Hm? Oh. Rhirk is saying hello by the way. We’ll hit the planet and get some nice relation time. Then me and Rhirk can tell you about our other idea. See you soon

Ali: sounds perfect see you soon

Transmission cuts. Ali smiles and looks at the forge for a moment before turning it of she gets her Mandalorian armor and her tools all pact down and ready to go she takes a final look at her ship as it cools down she takes a deep breath ready to head out for adventure and spend time with her family.

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The trio of armor clad individuals stepped off from their ships, meeting one another in the docking area of Worlport. The trip to Ord Mantel had taken only a few hours, but in that time Rhirk and Keshli had managed strip some of the more broken and rusted armor plating off of the defunct Basilisk war droid and now the internal components were more accessible. The hustling of the docking station belayed the popularity of this planet. A crowd of all sorts from the wealthy elites to the regular families on a similar trip to find entertainment and relaxation on this planet. Keshli gave a pet to Weezler that sat on her shoulder, who gave a yawn as they ignored the noise of the place and continued to rest contentedly Keshli, Rhirk and Ali planned out their first stop
Keshli: “Heard there are a few popular casinos we can hit up. Asked Markus some about the places her knew about as well. So we have options. Or we can hit up the beaches first. What you both feeling?”

Rhirk: he rubbed the back of his neck and shrugs softly “Never been one to spend much time at the beach or gamble, so what ever you two decide I’ll follow along. .I just need to visit . .well you know.” The Mando had a sense of unease about him being on planet, but he did his best to remain confident.

The Redhead gave a nod to Rhirk*
Keshli: “We’ll do that first then. Dont want us to get lost in the chaos of this place right off the bat”

Ali looks around for a moment before answering* “Well we do have a lot of time yeah? So might as well get all the work stuff done first i mean who knows we might need to hit the casino while doing it”

Rhirk: he nods some “Just want to visit. .I don’t really remember where she was. But might once we start moving that way.”

Ali:she nods “That to. Paying our respect should be on the top of to do”

Keshli: “Right” She nods. She then taps on her datapad and extracts two credit chips, handing one to each of them “We’ll hit up places along the way and just kind of take it in as we go then.” She pulls them closer and whispers to them “Thats a Million credits for each of you. For todays purposes, we are high rollers and buyers. Keep a look out for what you need for the Droid Ali. And Rhirk, me and you are in charge of intel gathering”

Rhirk: he took the chip, and stowed it away with a nod as he looks around. Taking it all in. He rested his hands on his belt and waited for the two before he would head off with them both.

Ali nods as well “Alright lets do this!” she grins a little as she pockets the stick

The trio make their way out of the Dockyard and into the city entry proper. They are met with the tall buildings of the city of Worlport, each shining with the lights and flare of attractions and promises of their own niche of entertainment and delight. A gilded covering to lure those who sought such to spend their credits. They made their way through the lower streets, guarded by dubious looking muscle, though still the main roads seemed orderly and well kept enough as people exited and entered the various dance parlors, exotic shops and cantinas with the clear smell of spice and deathsticks wafting into the noses of those who got too close. The Trio drew some eyes and many of the general planet goers gave them a wider berth, the Armored individuals with the clear look of Mandalorian mercs causing some worry, but still not an unusual sight for this planet.

Ali: “You know we should start with ally way cantinas. the more shady the better. Its where you usually find black-market people. They wont have what we look for i mean they are in a shady run down place so they got the low end stuff butt they have people over them with the good stuff. make them talk you get a ticket to big fancy”

Keshli: Waves a hand over her nose, even Weezler seeming to be bothered some by the smoke of the seedier dens, but again, not enough to do anything about it “Probably right. . May need a respirator for them though”

Rhirk: “Just keep the helmet on, it’s what I do. .” he gave a small laugh, giving a shrug. His hand did move to scratch at Weezler between the ears

Ali: “Its not that bad… but i guess its because I spend so much time in the forge… smoke is second nature for me to breath”

Keshli: “Meant for Weezler. If he becomes any more mellow his heart may stop” She chuckles

Ali: “Oh…hmm” she offers her helmet to Kesh “Let him rest in here. Put a cloth over the opening and he should be fine and plenty of room”

Keshli: “Guess that will work” she gives the lazy Viscaran Screaming Weasel a chin scratch and puts them into the Helm. There was a wiggle of protest but it stopped when they were put inside where they promptly resumed their ever persistent rest. Laziest little rodent I swear She then nods to the the others and they go from the brightly lit and sunny streets and into the more dimly lit den. Keshli would frown at the smell before donning her helm and peering through the smoke. The bar in one corner with patrons conversing and watching Vid screens of various local sports and commentators. Multiple round tables littered the room, each with their own set of cantina goers in their own hushed conversation, or jubilant revelry while enjoying whichever vex that was surely illicit on most other Republic worlds. Hulking bouncers stood in several corners of the room, hands on their belts and close to the mostly concealed weapons.

Rhirk: he peered around, knowing his type wound cause a stir with the bouncers. And knowing three people presumed to be Mandos would cause a bigger stir “We getting a table or going to the bar?”

Keshli: “Lets hit the bar. Lets try to be a little discrete Ali. We don’t want to stir up trouble”

Ali: she looks at Kesh “Hey…what that suppose to mean? Ii can be discrete …I have you know I infiltrated the lake base once and didn’t get caught doing so”

Rhirk: he laughs and makes his way over to the bar, picking out three stools. He made sure to sit at one of the outside ones, peering around he would finally slide his helmet off and set it down, ordering a round of drinks

Ali: she would head over to the bar to and sit down leaving the middle chair for kesh and she orders a beer for herself

Keshli: She pops herself into the chair between them both. She grimaces a little before having to take her helmet off, hooking it to her belt

Rhirk: *he stopped himself from missing her hair, and would sip at his drink. Making idle conversation with the bartender and keeping his eyes on those around.

Ali drinks her beer and just moves her head slightly to move her ear nobs towards people talking to snap up conversations around them

The Bartender kept up a slightly muted conversation with Rhirk, though it was mostly on the mundane day to day. The game. The weather. The I hate my job. The usual before tending to another customer. Ali would pick up on the hushed murmurs from one of the tables. She could not make out everything, but she would hear some words. ‘Pristine condition’ and ‘like back from the war’.

Ali rise her eye a bit to that and lands closer to kesh and Rhrik “So there is some people talking about something pristine from the war. cant say what but anything from the war. Is a good lead as any” Ali whispers to them

Keshli: She gives a nod over to Ali “Could be anything, but if you want to go chat them up go for it”

Rhirk: gives a nod at Alis words, but kept his obvious focus elsewhere to not give off they were listening. He continues to talk to the tender politely and enjoy his drink as he side eyes his companions to make sure all was well

Keshli for her part would be eyeing about the place, sipping slowly on Rhirks choice of drink for them. She could feel some eyes staring at them, but tried to ignore it. They were wearing the armor after all

Ali nods right well wish me luck" she orders a couple of more beers to bring to the whispering table. she greets them with a big grin on her face “Hey there heard you talking.” Ali places the beers in front of them and takes a seat with out even asking “You probably noticed the armor yeah? So cutting to the good part I am looking for stuff from the war and you seam to have something or know something. so lets talk business yeah?”

Rhirk: he shook his head with a laugh, watching Ali go before quietly settling into just taking the room in. And watching for trouble

Rhirk would notice along with Keshli that Alis move had made some more heads swing. Some of them as if they were trying to act like they weren’t looking

With Alis table there were three individuals. Two humans, each looking like one of the more regulars around, and a Panteran who seemed to be the one speaking. They all gave Ali a look and a frown as she sat down “Oi lass, dun ye know is rude to cut in on a conversation like tha’?”

“Yea’ what makes ya think you got tha-”

The Panteran holds up his hands to the other two, a smile gracing him as he spoke “Now now, dont blame the girly. Shes probably a war enthusiast like myself”

Ali: “Yeah you could say that i do happen to really war esspecially weapons armors and the likes all good history if anything yeah?”

A chuckle and his hand reaches into his coat. He withdraws a metal symbol of a claw, twirling it in his fingers “Recent history has been good for that yes? Recently came across a stash while working for an employer. They are a collector and we came across an old outpost base from the war. Clan Steel Hawks. Seems they were a front line unit until Malachor. Had a good supply of goodies. Weapons, armor, even a few good condition droid parts”

Ali: “Oh really now? I am guessing all of it already moved or salvaged?”

“Most of it yes. But I was allowed to keep a piece. Entice prospective buyers you know? Don’t got it on me now, but give me a couple of days and I can get you a looksee” His smile didnt leave his face, but his eyes didn’t seem to carry the mirth he was portraying.

Ali: "Well that do sound good to meshe smiles sweetly and pushes a comm stick as well 3000 creds his way “My number and a little something as thanks”

His eyes light up with the sight of the cred stick, but he calms himself quickly. Slowly sliding the cred stick on comm info his way “Very good then. Ill be in touch. Oh and… do be careful out there. Not everyone one here is so polite” A chuckle as he gestures about the room to the more obvious people staring, including the two humans at the table that still were huffy at Alis intrusion

Ali chuckles "Oh dont i know it well I am sure i see you around then with hope to see some good stuff she then goes back to sit with kesh and Rhrik

Keshli and Rhirk were still at the bar. The Bar tender frowning some as Ali came back, seeing who they were talking to

Ali spins in her chair once before grabbing her beer “Well thats one lead at least. How’s it going on your end?”

Keshli: She shrugs “Just keeping an eye and ear open. Dont imagine too many are open to talking with us” She was giving a scratch to Weezler in the helm

Yeah well thats why you dont give them a choice not to talk to you heh but hey its our first day I am sure we get the chance"

Keshli: Gives a hrm and a nod, sipping her drink “Good chat though?”

Ali: “yeah …” she nods and talks with a low voice “they found a outpost belonging to a clan called the steel hawks. never heard of them but its something. they have spoil from it…the bunker seams to be empty though. Salvage teams and such already cleaned it out. they will contact me wen thay have the stuff to show”

Keshli: “Hrm… what you think Rhirk?”

Rhirk: “Hard to say, could be legit, could all be fake. Could have found a bunker and someone had collected some stuff from the clan and left it there. Worth a look into, can’t hurt.” He shrugs some and smiles before sipping

Ali: “Like I said its something and all thing begins somewhere”

Keshli: “Alright. Keep your comms open then Ali” she slides a cred stick to the bar keep to close out their tab “Lets move on. Getting tired of the staring”

Ali: “Well not like I am not used to it but we here for some fun to so lets go!”

Rhirk: he gave a nod, finishing his drink before setting the glass down. He slipped the helmet back on and moved to stand

Ali: “So were to next?”

Keshli: “Lets hit the streets. Enjoy some of the sights and make our way to… well” She looks to Rhirk “Got one place we need to make it to” She stands with them and they make their way from the seedy den. The Pantoran at the table quietly murmuring into a communicator while the more seedy patrons watched the armored trio exit back out into the sunny street

Ali: “Yeah we should head there first really pay our respect w e got all the time after to see the shiny and fancy buildings”

Kehsli: “Can see some along the way at least” She plucks the Weasel from the helm, draping them over her shoulders as they continue through the streets. They take in some the the sights and sounds. Partake in the food and drink, relaxing some for the rest of their day----

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Rhirk: He would lead them away from the area. Heading for the more leisure districts and through them, leading them to the beach of the city. He sighs softly when they get there, taking it in he pulled his helmet free before heading into the sand

They pull from the tall buildings, the towering scrapers shrinking into more cozy looking and homely huts along the beach. More secluded areas along the beach had more sizable private mansions for the more affluent to do their beach going in luxury with their own sections of private beaches. Species of all sorts were enjoying their time in the sun and the sand as the waters in this particular bay were calm and perfect for wading, parents and children splashing together. There was a particular outcropping that had less people. A little alcove of rocks where the sand was less soft but offered a more private place to enjoy

Rhirk: he looked around, and would point to the outcropping. “looks like a good spot for us? What do you two think?” He smiles to them, already a bit weary on the eyes but seeming to be happy to be here

Keshli: Keshli still had the Weasel on her shoulders, a hand scratching his chin. She looks over the beach, taking it in and nodding at Rhirks pointing “Place we wont bothered or be bothered”

Ali: "This seems perfect ! and look at the water i cant wait to get some flashy drinks and swim. this place is really amazing

Keshli: “We can probably do that. Lets go set ourselves a spot”

ali nodes and follow kesh

Rhirk: shakes his head some and laughs, eyeing around for somewhere for them to change or the like “You two are excited about this. .not been one for swimming or sand.”

Ali: well nothing really beats strong drinks and swimming on a beach. its the most relaxing and fun thing you can do

There was a few changing rooms set up along the beach, one of which would that would be on the way to their way to the alcove

Keshli: “I just figure enjoy it while we are here. We will go change. Can you hold onto Weelzer?” She hands Rhirk the lazy weasel who just gives a yawn

Rhirk: he was nodding some, then blinks as eh was handes the weasel. He held him and looks around “Alright, will get us our spot and then change when you get back.”

ali grins and would hurry to a changing room to get in to her one piece swim suit stumbling a bit on her own feet’s both on her way in and out and it wouldn’t take long before she dumps her bag of armor next to Rhrik and then runs out in to the water

Keshli for her part takes a little longer to change. She winced, rubbing her left eye and took one of her pain pills before getting into her bathing suit. She gives a sigh, coming over to Rhirk

Keshli: “Will give you a little time for yourself. Ali and I will be close alright?”

Rhirk: He nods, and returns the weasel to her. Giving his head a little scratch. He then went and changed, wearing his own bathing suit. His body a pattern of scars. He set his out with the others. He sat for a time by himself, taking on the sun and just remembering Rodi for a time

Keshli would be sitting out by the edge of the water, setting the weasel on her shoulder and not getting too far in. Ali and her would be relaxing in their own fashions. Rhirk meanwhile would take in the air. This was where she used to come, where her feet used to tread. He could imagine the kind of mischief a younger Rodi would get up to in a place like this. The wind would blow softly of his slowly graying hair. As he looked out, he could swear he could see it. Glimpses and flashes of Rodi, a voice on the wind.

ali being the bundle of energy she is would be out inthe water jumping diving splashing and just haveing the time of her life

Rhirk: wouldn’t be long before his cheeks were tear streaked. Wishing he had the helmet on. He sat for a time before he moved to join them. Moving to settle in next too Kesh

Keshli: She would look over at him, seeing his state. She gives him a sad smile “Hey… Im sure she would be happy to see you here”

Rhirk: he gave a nod, and would muss her hair, and give the weasel a head scratch before just relaxing and watching the chaotic Ali splash around

Keshli: She sits with Rhirk for a while. When Ali got close she would give her a few splashes of water as she passes, and Ali would splash them in return just but the proximity of her energetic dashing. Some would get on the weasel, who would for one react. A lazy little glare at the wetness before licking at his fur. The most awake he had appeared

For Rhirk, he would feel a light touch on his shoulders. A trail of wispish sensation that felt both there and not. Rather than make him feel put off, it brought a warmth. Could this have been the wind? The sun? If he did question these things it would not stop the feeling that there was a smile somewhere, and eyes watching.

Rhirk: He sat, a sad smile on his face. He found comfort in it all, sad to not have her with him here, a million thoughts of what if crossing his mind as he watches the ocean and just let it all sink on and wash over him. But he warm a smile of warmth and knew she would be happy to have him here.

The trio would enjoy their times in their own ways. The crowd down the ways not bothering them as they kept to themselves. Keshli would at some point join Ali in the water for a little while, much to the chagrin of the weasel. As the sun started to get lower the lights of the city started to light up the dark sky more and more. The beach goers bringing out various meals and a boat in the water sailing by told of a fireworks display within the hour

ali dureing this time woul not be dresst in her armor but wear either her swimsuit with a combination of a silk robe or her more normal more casual street cloths

Keshli: Keshli as well would at some point switch out from her swimsuit and come back in her more casual clothes. Weezler wrapped in a towel and back to normal, sleeping and napping. The skies darkening, Keshli slips an arm around Ali and sits on the beach waiting for the fireworks show

Rhirk: he changed early in the evening. Wearing something casual instead of armor. He watched the ocean still and relaxed with the two.

The day winds down, the night comes. With it, a bigger crowd of beach goers arrives in anticipations for the display of the fireworks. Even at their little alcove they get somewhat crowded. With it comes the “Night crowd” that come to relieve some of the tourists of their creds and valuables. A few try to make their mark on the trio, but with the wider berth the rest of the crowd gives them they have little opportunity to have their fingers broken by the watchful warriors. And so, they get to enjoy a display of colorful sky in relative peace with one another. The booms ringing out over the awes of the crowd. Reds, blues, oranges, greens, streaks and flares, rockets and poppers. A verdant variety of opulent display. It was enough to maybe, just for a day, forget that war in the galaxy even was going on

ali wraps her arm around kesh and give her cheek a loving kiss before she leans on to her watching the explosions of colour in the sky enjoying the firework together with her family

Keshli: She leans in with Ali hugging her back and letting herself take this relaxing moment in. The dull throb on her eye not bothering her as much for the moment

Rhirk: he sat with them, watching the fireworks and sure there was a fourth with them, just watching the show and enjoying the time away from the chaos of the sector they called home

While they all enjoyed the display, Ali’shari’s commpad rumbled. A text awaiting her “Alley ways of the Throw me a Bone Casino”—

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After receiving the message, the trio make their way back into the city. Clad in their armor once again they for the most part make their way undisturbed through the alley ways to their destination. The Panteran didnt give many more details to Ali. Just ‘Make sure you got creds, this piece is right from my employers collection.’ The lights of the city give a different look to the streets at night, though didnt slow the activity and the sounds of speeders all around. It did feel different though. Like the under elements of the city were waking up, and it was time for them to go to work. More sirens blared as what passed for law enforcement moved from place to place, cracking down on the unsanctioned crimes of those petty thugs and street criminals that broke the façade of security for the visitors. And all around them, the trio could tell that some had their eyes on them.

Ali: “So what now? they made contact so probably should head to the drop of point she look at it again to make sure if she was to come alone or not”

Rhirk: “We wait for contact, see what they say.” He looked around, knowing they had plenty of eyes on them, he shifted and kept his hand near his blaster

Ali looks at him “yeah i guess you right… still kind of eager to see what they got”

Keshli: “They gave a place, but not a when. Part of me feels like they are jerking us around” She would give a frustrated huff. Keeping her eyes on the area. Weasel stashed safely away in a pouch she had bought from a pet shop along the way

Some minutes went by. Behind them they could hear the shuffling feet from the street and the voices of people in merriment and chatter. By the sounds of it, Republic soldiers on leave

“Ahhh this place is great! Cmon boys, lets go celebrate surviving the meat grinder!”

“Yeah, screw Lantilla! Worthless sector anyway” Hic

“And lets go pour one out for Captain Aldane… Wouldn’t have survived without him. Damn sniper”

“Here here to Aldane”

The sounds of the soldiers would move on down the streets, lost in the noise of the streets when Ali’s comm device would go off

Ali would give the soldiers a bit of a glare before looking at her comms

A text comes up for Ali ‘Follow the cheery man in front of you’ Ali would be able to see one of the thuggish looking individuals that was at the bar from before

Rhirk: he eyed the soldiers, trying to get an idea of what side they fought on. Listening to them he looked to the other two “I might need to look into something, think you two can handle yourselves?”

Ali: “of of curse take care and stay safe Rhirk” she turns her attention tot he comms again

Keshli: “Should be able to handle things” She nods to Rhirk.

Rhirk: he nods, and would hang back, following the soldiers

ali would begin to follow the thuggish man as the comms would tell her to

Keshli and Ali would make their way towards the waiting man while Rhirk went to look for the soldiers that had passed by. He would grunt at the two, motioning a hand past one of the alley ways as he pushes his back off the wall and starts leading them away

Ali follows down the ally “so where we meeting?”

“Quiet spot. Less eyes” He said simply. His tone was more annoyed than anything. As if he had something else that he would prefer he was doing

Keshli: “Hrm. Anything we need to know?” Keshli was keeping an eye open. She could hear the subtle motions in some of the alleys as they passed. She felt it should have been more active though, with the ‘Throw me a Bone’ so close

Ali looks around “sure sure a closed off spot but still could be a bit more open right?” she would keep on follow

The thug would come up to a doorway. Leaning against it was the Panteran man, that smile before on his face “All you need to know right now is I have what you are looking for, and am very much ready to do business.” He gives a chuckle to them as the thug grunts and goes over to flank him. “Now then. Ready to see something -very- enticing for you?”

Ali smiles always. “show me what you got”

He gives a flourish of his hand, sinking it into the pocket of his coat. From it he withdraws what looks to be some type of electrical board. “This here is a control unit for a Basilisks starboard thrusters. Salvaged about a month ago from one unit with others that were in fine and nearly flyable condition”

Ali whistles “a nice find she nods and your asking price?”

“For that, it is best we discuss inside. I may have more you may be interested in, in my office” He keeps up his smile, and gestures to the doorway for the pair to enter

Keshli: She shifts some. Something felt off to her. She looks about some, again that feeling of less activity bothering her

Ali: “tsk you seeing other buyers ? and here i thought we had something special”

“My employer sees buyers from all over. It makes me in turn quite a busy man. Now, if you please?”

Ali nods and would head inside then

Keshli: She would grunt and move to follow Ali

As the pair cross the thresh hold of the doorway, the Panteran man makes to move for the back of the room. When the pair were fully inside, he makes a flash of his hand and a snap of his fingers. Two pairs of thugs springing out from side rooms and grabbing at the armored woman

Ali would instinctively ignite her flame thrower as they try grab her though if it would stop them is another question seeing she would not have the time to reach for her pistol

One of the thugs screams out as the flame burns his face. The other thug however was able to close the gap, pinning Alis pistol arm

Keshli: As Keshli was beset by the two thugs on her side she tries fireing a rocket at the wall behind them.

The rocket explodes and knocks the two coming at her over. The one smacking his head on the opposite wall hard and getting dazed. The other however was flung directly onto Keshli, and he grabbed at her arms

Ali seeing them go for Kesh would try get her wrist weapon aimed at the thug on her to get the flame on him to get him of her get of her “you scum!!”

“Put them out already would you? We have business to attend” The Pnateran would say almost bored as her waits by a set of stairs. Two more thugs coming out of the hall and for Ali first. With Ali grappled with the thug she was unable to get a bead on the thug on Keshli. Her flame would go into the air and onto the wall and ceiling, the flame starting to catch on the walls. Then Ali would feel a sharp electrical pain course through her whole body as the thugs coming at her jabbed her with a electro shock stick

considering the amount of electricity she been shock with one would think she could handle the shock better but it would get her out of commission and unable to really move still any movement she might would mange would be focused to get Kesh free*

Keshli: “Ali!” She would snarl and struggle against the man on her, but she was losing this fight. Her strength being much less of that than his. Just as she was about to be surrounded, a little weasel head popped out of a sack and bit down, hard on the thugs hand

“Gahhh! You kriffing-!” The thug sent a punch at Keshli’s head, hitting her in the face of her helm and sending her backwards and out the doorway. She lay there dazed for a moment, tilting her head up, seeing Ali being shackled and restrained. The fire on the walls had hit the door control, frying them. The Panteran gives her a look of annoyed disdain as the door slams shut on the thugs about to retrieve her*

Ali would keep on struggling the best she could and tell Kesh to to run and and find her later to make this idiots pay

Keshli: She regains her senses and immediately tries beating on the door “Ali! Ali!!” She can hear from within the sounds of dragging.

“Find her and kill her. We only need the one” Keshli would hear from inside. She would know she couldn’t win this fight. Not here. And the door was starting to be forced open of the thugs on the other side.*

Keshli: “… Damn it!” She makes to bolt through the alley ways, tapping on her comms. She only prayed she could come up with a plan to save Ali in time

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Rhirk would be following the soldiers as they went off. They seemed to be staying on the main street and the more well patrolled paths. The sound of speeders taking passengers to various destinations passing overhead. The group was not too far ahead. Still mainly talking to each other, making crude jokes and references that likely only those from their unit would understand. In that rumble of noise and activity they had decided that they were hungry and the Mandalorian behind them watched as they ducked into a diner

Rhirk: he nods at that, and would follow them in. He would sit at the counter, and pull the helmet off. hanging his helmet from his belt and looking around

The group would be seated not too far away from him. The rest of the diner brightly lit and seemed to be a family place. Several tables were filled with parents and children, out to have a nice dinner before winding down their day and heading back to rest at whatever hotel they were staying at. Rhirk would not go unnoticed. Several eyes peering at his armored form at the counter and going wide eyed or giving a frown before turning back to their groups in hushed whispers

Rhirk: he looks around, but did his best to make less of a scene. He just settled in and relaxed. it was a family place and he assumed others wouldn’t make too big of a scene either. he looked around adn waited for someone to come to him at he counter

At some point a bartender comes over and gives him a questioning look “You uhh… What you wanting there friend? Interested in tonight’s specials or just looking to wet the beak?” Rhirk could tell the bar tender wasn’t entirely comfortable with this particular customer

Rhirk: “Something to drink, and yeah. .I’ll take a look at the specials. Also, the group of troopers there. Put their bill on my tab if you don’t mind.” he nods some looking to him

He looked over at the table of troopers that had just ordered drinks and food, the server bot ringing back their orders to the kitchen. He looked more confused now. “… Right… Well we got some good stiff drinks on tap. Not the top stuff, but some good Correlian ales have just shipped in. Dont ask how.” He slides over a menu to him “These are on special tonight until. I personally recommend the Sullestan shrimp Scampi.”

Rhirk: he nods some. “The ale sounds good, and the scampi. . some of this fried ah .the local bird strips here.” he nods and smiles “Thanks. . and I ah promise to be good eh?”

He gives a nod back to him “You… you dont cause trouble with them there yeah?” He takes his order and sends it back to the kitchen. The sounds of frying and clacking of utensils would sound in the back. When the waiter bot comes back to the troopers table. It speaks to them breifly, gestureing a metallic arm in Rhirks direction. The heads turn and there is a mix of reactions. Most of them confusion, and with more of the older ones, annoyance and anger

Rhirk: he looks to them and gives a small nod. it wasn’t cocky, just a bit somber as he looked back to his own meal and th elike. sipping at his drink when it came. he relaxed and sighed softly, knowing it might still be a fight or argument

There was the creaking of a chair as Rhirk turned back to his meal as it came to sit in front of him. It steamed softly, fresh from the kitchen. The bar tender grunted and eyed Rhirk as footsteps thudded closer to them and he moved off to tend to another diner. “Not sure if we should thank you for the meal there… Mando” (edited)

Rhirk: “A peace offering. . you were in a sector of interest. . and you spoke of sniper fire.” he looked to the one that spoke “I lost someone in that sector to sniper fire, and I intend to get peace for her.”

He was younger than Rhirk was, but not overly much. He had the gaunt look of someone who had seen a bit too much combat for too long, and it was clear that he did not enjoy peering on Rhirks armor. Despite the words he seemed tense. Though he pull up a chair with a scowl "Yeah, we been losing a lot of good people all over lately. Snipers just be one of the reasons. . " He would stare at Rhirk as he sips at the drink he brought over “Forgive my distrust, but we dont get freebies from Mandos. Ever. Can say that we got a lot of raw deals from them. So whats the real deal here?”

Rhirk: he nods some, and sips. he took a bite or two as well as he looked to him “I . . myself and one of your navy soldiers were seeing each other. She took a shot for one of your officers name Sunchaser. . cost her life, sniper did it, and well I am looking for any leads I can to find the bastard.” he spoke softly

There was confusion on his face for another moment. He seemed to process this “… So you were… seeing a Navy Soldier?”

Rhirk: he nods “Name was Rodi, she was local from here actually.”

“Hrm” He turns in his seat. His eyes softening some as he looks into his drink “What kinda person sees a Mando?.. What were they like?”

Rhirk: “She had the fire that could temper steel. .the type of solider that end sup in your special forces.” He smiles

“Yeah… guess that would be the kind of person it takes” He chuckles some before sobering again “She took one for saveing another?”

Rhirk: he nods “yeah, Sunchaser was his name, some sort of officer.”

“Dont know them. Never heard of them. Big galaxy though. Lots of AO’s. We just lost our captain. Aldane. He kept us alive. Made the tough choices. they cared about us, and made sure he was the last one to leave” He takes another sip and looks to his drink again, Rhirk able to tell he was seeing a memory “He was the last one out again… and we got to see that plasma bolt strike through his heart”

Rhirk: he nods some “You two shared an AO, Lantell I think it was?”

“Lantilla… Must be some Mando pronunciation. Heh…” He nods softly “Yeah… we just came from Phaseera. Been loseing a lot of officers to snipers. May not be the same guy. If it helps you at all though… well there you go. I aint gunna shed a tear for you if you bite it though”

Rhirk: he nods some and smirks “didn’t expect you too. Gives me somewhere to look into. Enjoy the meal, and let us hope we both survive this war.”

He gives a grunt before heading over to their table “Give um hell Mando. Thanks for the meal”

Rhirk would feel his communicator go off and there would be message from Keshli “They got Ali!”

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Ali was feeling pained all over. The Thugs had roughed her up good, beating her and shocking her as they dragged her up to the Panterans office. She would be bruised and have throbbing pains where the those lackeys struck her and trickles of her blood would be running from cuts on her forehead, cheek, and her mouth. At some point she had gone unconscious, and in the time since she had been bound by the hands and feet in iron shackles to a chair bolted to the floor. Ali would awake slowly, groggily, her vision not entirely in focus. She could se the silhouette of a man as they spoke to a blurry image on a holo call

“Yes sir Mr. Kalhem. Got another clan Ill be gathering Intel on.”

“You think they will have more equipment?”

“Oh yes. These ones by themselves seemed well equipped. Once I get the location of their hiding place, I will let you know”

“Keep me informed then. You did good work with the Steel Hawks. Aid with destroying more clans and you will have what you wish”

The man chuckled “I get what I wish already, but I appreciate the generosity Mt. Kahlem. I got some filth to work over, so Ill be in touch” With that they ended the call and the Panteran came into Ali’s hazy vision

Ali looks up towards the man slowly her head spinning from the pain she spits towards him “kriff… every thing hurts…you know you going to pay right?..no saving you now”

The Panteran looks down at her, slipping on some gloves. His smile was gone, not longer having to wear the fake display. His eyes however showed that he was elated to be in the position he was now in “Bravado is not going to save you here.” Her looks her over and hums “You appear to be quite young. Doubt you fought in the last war.”

Ali grins a little “nah… never had the honor heard it was great though” she try’s steady her self to get a better focus her eyes shifting around trying to figure out if anything could help her even if it was unlikely she still had to try

Her bindings rattles some as she shifted her arms and legs. There was no purchase or movment she could gain however. Strain as she would she could not free herself from the bindings or chair “Great… Hrm. You certainly sound like one that’s for sure” Her gives a could chuckle as a hand comes down to strike hard on Ali’s cheek, rattling her and sending some of her blood to the floor. He pulls a try to him, and examines some medical tools “I got to do some great things in the war myself. Picking pieces of people… and Mandos apart, stitching them together. It was all so messy. But I did learn what doesn’t hurt…” He takes out a pair of Ill cared for scissors and snips them “And what really hurts”

Ali looks at him “well…what ever you going to do i probably had worse already so you should just stop while you can.” she looks at the medical equipment “besides…i am not a fan of doctors”

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“Good news for you then… Im not a doctor” He runs the blade of the scissors along Ali’s arm “Though that may be bad news to. Now, you are going to tell me who your clan is. Where I can find them. What their defenses and strength are. I don’t like what I hear…” He brings the scissors to slash at Ali’s arm, making a cut that draws blood

Ali chuckles but stops as the pain kicks in “. . . you think i rat out my people?”

“One of you usually does. Its all a matter of how long it takes before you want it to stop. Now, tell me what I want to know”

Ali: “hate to tell you…but you got the wrong mando…i never tell so kriff of” she spits at him her eyes fill with nothing but pain and anger towards the man “only thing you get out o me is that I am Shereshoy and we don’t bend”

He glares at her, casually wiping the spit from his face. A little grin forms on his lips “Shereshoy? Thats a good start.” He briefly pulls out a datapad and types something in “You sure that’s the only thing you are going to tell me? If so, things from here get… messy” A few snips

Ali: “yeah that’s everything you will ever know so do you worse while you still breath!” she stares at the man with anger

He gives a shrug “Well, if I don’t get what I want from you, I can get what I need from those other two that abandoned you. Always another I can peel information from” And then he leans in those scissors snipping and he pierces the blades into Ali’s shoulder

Ali screams out in pain “try to even touch them and I kill you !”

The Panteran continued his slicing an was starting to rend that flesh from Ali’s arm. The blood was flowing from her and the pain was jolting up Ali’s spine to scream in her head. From here out he did not speak to her, seeming to wait for her to cave or give out

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Rhirk and Keshli stood in a darkened office across from another building in the alley way, several stories above ground level. Rhirk was standing over the body of the corpse of a thug, their throat cut and bleeding on the carpet as Keshli closed the door to the room quietly. She had managed to get a lock onto Ali’s last location before the signal cut out, likely from her captors having destroyed her comm device. It had been about three hours since Ali’s capture, and Keshli and Rhirk had done what they could to quickly get organized and make a rescue plan. Keshli looking over the building for the correct room that Ali was being held in and preparing some rappelling cables on her rifle while Rhirk prepped some smoke and gas grenades. On the street below Keshli could see patrols of the Panteran mans group, keeping a perimeter of the commandeered office building.

Keshli: “My guess is that we will have about thirty seconds before they realize whats up, forty-five seconds until the door guards are on us, and two minutes before we are overwhelmed” She adjusts the sight on her rifle scope

Rhirk: he would clean the weapon on the thugs shirt, looking to her and nodding some “Across the way and through window, throw the smoke and gas. Get Ali and get out. Quick and fast Kesh, if she is in rough shape we get her and go. Just need to get out, alright?”

Keshli: She opens the window some, enough for her to be able to fire through and aiming for the office building across the way. “Fast in, grab Ali, leave some surprises then zip down to the speeders. . She better be alright”

Rhirk: He nods some, putting the blade away. he pulled the heavy blaster pistol from his holster. Checking it over and making sure it was loaded and good to go. He tucked it back into the holster and looked to her “If she isn’t alive, we will uhm all Kesh…”

Keshli: She gives an affirming grunt, her fingering hovering over the trigger “Either shes alive. . Or no survivors. Ready?”

Rhirk: he nods and waits ready to cross when she is

Keshli: She takes a steady breath, then lets her lungs empty to steady her rifle as she aims her shot across the way. She focuses on her sight and where she wanted to aim, then adjusts for the predicted drop of the cable. Her finger depresses smoothly on the trigger

Rhirk: once the cable was across. he moved to go first. He had the heavier armor and he was over protective. He kept to the mantra, quick and quiet. going across and getting into the building across the way.

The cable pops out from the launched of Keshlis rifle, soaring through the air and impacting on the glass of the room she was aiming for. The glass shatters and the pointed tip of the cable impacts on the side of the wall in the room. Keshli quickly nails her end of the cable down into the floor and Rhirk is quick to zip down to the other side on that slight decline giving him the momentum needed to make it across. Keshli is quick to follow after, hooking in and zipping across directly after into the dimly lit room. With the door on their left and a desk to their right with a familiar looking Panteran that seemed to be on some kind of Holo call surprised by their entry. A pair of Lekku were draped over the chair across from them with an unconscious blue Twileck sitting in it

Rhirk: he crashed through and was quick to roll onto his feet as he came loose. He drew the pistol and was quick to aim it at the Panteran. head tilted slightly as he made his way to the door to get ready to deal with anyone coming. he left the seated figure to Kesh, figuring she would would want her time with this, but the pistol was leveled and it was clear he wouldn’t hesitate if the Panteran tried anything

Keshli: She rolls through the opening, her armor crunching over some of the shattered glass on the floor. She quickly looks about the room, unslinging her rifle as she catches the sight of Ali slumped in the chair. She comes over to them and her helmeted features hide her horror. Ali’s right shoulder appeared to have been flayed, exposed muscle pulsing and blood leaking to the floor. It appeared that her muscle had been mangled and tortured. The damage extensive and deep.

They can both hear movement from the other side of the door, voices and call outs as the thugs heard a commotion coming from their bosses room. Thudding on stairs coming closer while the Panteran tries to reach quickly into his pocket, while the man on the other end demanded to know what was going on

Rhirk: He fired once, working to stop the man as he reached into his pocket. His left hand went to work on dropping a smoke next to the door. Wanting the smoke to fill the room, knowing Kesh and himself could probably see fine with their visors. He was moving back from the door now

The blast rings out in the room and the Panteran is struck in the in the chest. His hand that was going for whatever was in his pocket clutching his wound as he yells out and slumps down onto the floor. Smoke begins to fill the room with Rhirks grenade hitting the ground. The sound of the blaster was heard through the halls and the men coming quickened their pace.

Keshli: Keshli was feeling for Ali’s heart beat, fearing that the worst. She found that pulse and breathed a brief sigh of relief as she slung her over her shoulder, careful not to touch her mangled arm. She takes out some Kolto spray and sprays it in the destroyed arm “Check him, grab the control unit for the Basilisk” Keshli points to the Panteran.

“I see that my associate may have underestimated this little band of Mando scum” A digitized voice from the other end of the Panterans Holo call spoke out

Rhirk: “Get her out.” he moved over, looking to grab the thing. But if he could he would smash the holo caller before he goes to check for the control unit, if the man was still breathing he put another bolt in him as he moved quick and efficient

“Ill be coming for you Shereshoy. Dont think you can-” Smash on the control unit for the call and the signal is cut. Rhirk would then grab the control unit from the mans inner pocket, where he would still feel the man gasping and breathing. Another bolt in the mans back quickly ended his struggle for life.

Keshli: She moves Ali over to the window, aiming another cable down the alley way, looking for a good spot to affix their escape cable to “Hang in there Ali, we are getting you out of here”

As Keshli is aiming her cable the door to the office is opened and two thugs enter. They cough and gasp some on the smoke, trying to look for the assailants in the room as they step over shattered glass. One thinks the catch a shadow and raises a pistol Rhirks way

Rhirk: Seeing that he moved to squat and use the desk as cover as he started firing at them. Working to keep them down or eliminate them. He didn’t fire wild, but kept a steady stream of heavy blaster bolts at the Smokey figures

The thug aiming at Rhirk quickly takes a pair of bolts to the chest, crying in pain and falling forwards. His face hits the shattered glass and he starts to gasp. “Kriffin Ell’! Send more oh tha’ boys up ere’” The other thug took cover in the door way, firing back in the direction of Rhirks blasts. The desk was being hit and parts of it burning and shattering

Keshli: She fires her cable down, and it finds purchase, embedded into the wall below. It would be a steep incline and a fast zip down. Keshli hammers her end in place, then secures Ali to the cable while the blasts were ringing over her head. Once Ali was secure, she tossed a bomb over to Rhirk “Pull the tab, toss and get out!” She then pushes herself down the zip line

Rhirk: He grunts, grabbing the bomb and doing so. He grunts, a few bolts taking him in the chest plate but the Beskar held. Once the tab was pulled and he tossed it for the door he went running for the cable. firing at the door more to suppress than anything as he would lock in and toss himself out of the window. to follow them

“Wot tha ell’ is-” The rest of the statement is cut off by the burst of the parcel and gas floods the room and corridor. Excessive coughing and wheezing is heard as Rhirk makes his exit. Keshli and Rhirk slipping quickly down that line and to the Alley way below

Keshli: She braced herself for the impact against the wall, hoping to shield Ali from the brunt of the force. She hits the wall and some of the wind is knocked out of her. She quickly detaches herself and lays Ali sitting on the wall next to her, leveling her rifle down the alley way, scanning for those following

Rhirk: Would cut himself free short, and roll. doing his best to not slam into the two women. He would look down the opposite way and look to Kesh* “We need to get out of here before they swarm out.”

Keshli: “Carry her to the speeder, Ill cover the escape” She stands up and moves to a spot to better cover them both

Rhirk: he nods, and goes to put Ali over a shoulder. He knew it wouldn’t be the most comfortable for her, but he couldn’t risk hands full. he started to move with her to the speeders once she was over his shoulder

Rhirk would make speed to the spot they had kept their escape vehicle. Meanwhile Keshli would see several of their pursuers catching up to them

Keshli: She takes several short breaths, lining up and focusing on her sights as the targets presented themselves. She fired two blasts, aimed at the heads of the pursuers

The bolts fly out, the pair of them striking true on their intended targets. The one mans head exploding into a visceral sinew of blood and bone, and the others meeting a bolt in the eye socket and blowing out the back. Both men fell forwards, dead before they hit the ground as their compatriots ducked and yelled to take cover

Rhirk: He got Ali secured with the Speeder, looking back and waiting for Kesh. he got the thing started and ready to go, he had the pistol out still and wanted to be able to cover her

Keshli: She quickly leaves some timed bombs in the alley way, and turning to sprint back to the location of the speeder. She just catches up with Rhirk and Ali, slumped on the back seat and breathing slowly. She jumps into the drivers seat and secures her rifle, starting up the engines as she hears her gas bombs going off and coughing and shouting down the Alley way

The speeder roars to life as some curious city goers look in the armored pairs direction. Keshli pumps the machines engines and pulls on the control yoke and as fast as it can go she drives it up and away from their pursuers, and to the surprised yelps and exclamations of the vacationing public. Around them they can hear alarm sirens sounding as the security forces close in on the commotion that had no doubt been heard in the alley way. She would know better than to take the main streets and airways, so Keshli would obfuscate her path down other alley ways and smaller corridors. With Ali rescued, the trio now made their escape to a place to ditch their vehicle and make it back to the space port

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Keshli and Rhirk would have ditched the speeder, taking Ali in tow and finding a path towards the space station. They had found something to cover Alis arm with so that she did not have to be as exposed to the air or prying eyes. For Ali, she started to stir some, but her senses were on fire. Her head and her arm screaming and throbbing in pain. She could feel her feet moving, and looked up at the two helmeted people taking her down the street. It was night time, with less people about and the city lamp posts giving off the illumination. The trio would have been more suspicious were it not that closing time for most of the bars had just hit, and many a drunk slob were also being dragged home by their friends

ali grunting in pain her legs barely baring her especially her right leg unable to really stable her self on it. her eyes flicker around trying to make sense but her head all to hazy the pain overwhelming her senses she grunts out as she try’s to speak but she finds her self unable to form any words

Rhirk: he moved with the two of them, doing his best to not draw attention as they moved for the space port. He did keep looking to Ali, making sure she was ok

ali would not be okay but she is alive and breathing altoughe barly lucky for them she was not a heavy person so carry her was rather easy even in armor

Ali’s are still needed to be looked at, desperately. There was still the threat that Ali’s arm would lose too much blood or get infected and threaten her life. They would make it past most of the city undisturbed. What guard forces they did see were easy to avoid the gaze of. Eventually they would make it to the rampart of the Canid Lance

Keshli: She would quickly work off her helm and give a bio metric scan to the security system and give the codes needed in order to enter the ship. The rampart falling as her codes and data are accepted and leads the other two inside

Rhirk: helped get the injured mando inside, getting her into what ever Kesh might call a medbay. He immediately went to work on helping treat the injured arm

Keshli: She stays with Ali as well, looking over her and making sure her vitals were stable enough "Ali, we are going to get you looked at ok?

There was little Rhirk could do for the arm. It had been flayed, and the muscles mangled. It was the best he could do to try and keep it from bleeding too much. Ali was going to need some serious medical care if the arm was going to be saved at all. And that was very unlikely

Ali left arm would be beyond saving at this point her right leg wouldn’t look much better she need both medical and cybernetic care to get back up on her feet but she will live with proper care

Keshli: "We need to get her to a facility. We cant stay here though. Someone is going to be looking for us She putting what effort she could into the arm, only just discovering that her leg as well. She cursed under her breath

Rhirk: “Work on getting us back, I’ll do what I can to keep her stable and see what I can save.”

Keshli: She moves her head up to Ali, pressing a hand to her cheek, looking down to her with worry “Ali?”

ali slowly opens her eyes and looks towards “Kesh i…am…sorry”

Keshli: She bumps her fore head lightly to Ali’s and sighs lightly “Its ok Ali. We are going to take care of you. We need you to hang on ok?”

ali looks at her and very weakly smiles “un…killable…”

Keshli: She gives a slight smile and a weak chuckle “We’ll keep it that way. Hang tight” She pulls away and runs to the cockpit “Watch her Rhirk Ill get us out of here”

Keshli makes it to the cockpit and quickly starts up the ships engines. While the Canid Lance starts to rise up and leave port, Rhirk stays back with Ali, keeping her in as best condition her can. Ali for her part lay there, breathing slowly and dealing with that throbbing pain in her arm and leg. The trio make their way off Ord Mantell, Keshli putting in the coordinates to Hutlar and beginning the hyperspace jump out of system. Thus ending a Mandaloiran Vacation

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A cloaked figure watches a trio move to a star port in Werlport. They carried their comrade trying to blend in, but this figure kept their attention on them. He followed them keeping out of their sight, too busy keeping their focus on their friend and avoiding more obvious eyes. When they made it to a ship, the one armored in green took off their helm for bio metric scans. They take a pict capture of the Red headed woman before they disappear inside the ship.

They take that picture, slinking more into the shadows and run it into a database. The symbol of the Sith Empire ran on the screen and a list of known Republic agents started scrolling through. Eventually the figures eyes narrowed as the device settled on a personnel file.

Keshli Tetaric
Role: Special Forces
Status: Discharged
Wanted by Korriban docking authorities.

“…Keshli…” The figure looks to the ship as it takes off into the night sky. He puts away his device, clipping it next to a lightsaber that hung on their belt, and then slinking off into the night life of the city