As soon as she had orders from Han, Kijani rushed off. She nearly tripped as the ship rumbled, and separated from Adam as soon as they found the guns. Placing herself in the gunner’s seat and grabbing the controls, she realized far too late that she’d never used such a set up. No matter, she could learn.

Like Adam, she missed the majority of her shots. It was rather discouraging. Eventually she did work it out and strike one near the bottom of it’s cabin, but it simply smoked and listed downward instead of exploding. The sudden speed of hyperspace shoved her back into her seat, and she winced as it pressed against her.

“Phew. We made it.” She went to find Adam, to realize he was already gone. By the time she got back to the front of the ship, he was passed out in the seat. She didn’t dare wake him. Instead she found a thermal blanket and draped it over him, covering him up and smiling secretively. 

Then she faced the captain.

“CAptain Solo, I must apologize for the deception.” She drew herself up to a regal height, confidence in her bearing but not her heart. “It was necessary to secure my passage on a ship. Any ship, really. You just happened to be the lucky one.” The tiniest of smirks graced her lips. “Honestly, you could have gotten your ten thousand, if you hadn’t asked for it up front. If and when you get us to Alderaan safely, I promise you will be well compensated.” 

Unlike Adam and his gentle soul, she was certain this pilot would want credits and plenty of them. Kijani sat wearily, rubbing one hand over her face. All of the Princess had gone out of her, and she was just a scared young woman.

“You [i]can[/i] get us to Alderaan, right?”