EliteCommander

Star Wars - Lawless Galaxy

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Between Sirka's powerful legs and Elias' jetpack, the pair were able to put quite a bit of distance between them and the remaining pirates rather quickly, particularly with the pirates having been stunned by the flash grenade. They weaved between crates to keep the line-of-sight broken, then tried to keep their path unpredictable once they were in the city. Sirka was absolutely not someone who could hide in a crowd, so their only option to get away from the fight was to simply keep distance from the pirates. Hopefully, with all of the confusion that had been stirred up at the warehouse, the pirates would not be effectively following.

Eventually, Sirka and Elias were able to holster their weapons and continue to walk somewhat less conspicuously towards the docking bay. Predictably, Sirka was none too happy about much of what Elias had to say to her. There was a low, rumbling growl from her throat while she stared him down with her black eyes. "I'll argue whenever, and wherever I damn well please." She asserted, though despite her words, she did not immediately begin to shout at him. "I just want to get my sister back home, but for reasons I can't comprehend, she was adamant that I stick my neck out for you. She insists that it would impress Koren for me to help his interests here, so against my better judgement, I'm going to get you and that package back to your ship. Even if I have to drag both of you there myself. Then, we can have a nice, looong chat, just you and me." As she finished speaking, Sirka reached out and placed her oversized hand on Elias' shoulder. She did not squeeze tightly enough to harm him, but at the same time, she kept her grip firm enough that he would absolutely not be able to remove her hand on his own.

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"Fine, then get your beautiful and glorious hide over here!" Sirka remarked with crystal clear sarcasm. "No need to keep up this fight if we don't have to. We don't know their numbers. Let's just make our escape. Run over to me, I'll give the distraction. Keep your eyes off of them." She suggested to him.

Keeping herself behind cover for a moment, Sirka pulled one of her grenades from her bandolier: a flashbang. The device had an adjustable timer through a simple dial on the top, which she rotated to give it a short fuse. "Ready...now!" Sirka said to Elias as she armed the grenade, then leaned out from her cover to give a hefty overhand throw towards the enemy. The fuse was less than a second, so it ended up detonating mid-air in the middle of the group. It was far enough away that the sound did not daze her, and her eyes were resistant to the flash, so she was able to sustain reasonably accurate fire on the dazed enemies.

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Being that Sirka did not know the plan that the Mandalorians had made among themselves, she could not help but to release a low growl upon seeing one of them fly away. "Suppose it's too much to expect him to actually help." She muttered to herself. Sirka had certainly managed to attract the attention to herself, as the pirates on the west flank were now trying to find any angle that she was not covering to take shots on her. After taking another blaster bolt to the stomach, Sirka made a sprint towards the nearest of the crates to finally take herself out of the line of fire. Still, she peeked out when she could to fire a few bursts downrange, so as to at least try to discourage them from advancing and potentially overwhelming her. Though, if the pirates did get more aggressive on her, she did have a plan or two in mind.

Sirka had been given the radio frequency that Elias was using by Delni on her way over, so she was able to patch herself into his communications, and her first words to him were likely not too different from what he may have been expecting. "Come on, you empty-headed hairless ape, get over here! I'll cover you, but I can't do this forever." She leaned out again to try and put more pressure on the enemy. There were enough of the pirates that, if they finally put their attention on Elias, he would not have near as easy of a time dealing with them as he had at the break of the firefight, particularly since he had some open space to cross.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Do'rhajul took the time to clearly and thoroughly observe their surroundings before responding. "Hmm, this camp could be more than a day old, maybe two. Still, what you said is true. Rushing after them could be a mistake, especially if the dragon has already gotten to them. We need to be well rested if we encounter it."

"I think that sounds like a plan." Yerig added. "I could use a break after all this sailing and walking anyways. These old bones don't have the stamina they used to."

Do'rhajul was the one who was carrying most of their heavier supplies, given that he was the most physically capable among them. The tents they had taken from their old camp were small, but there was one for each of them. Without needing to be asked, he started to set up their camp, while Yerig looked for something on which he could sit and rest. He rolled over a rock into the center of camp, then gathered up some kindling from around the camp to put onto the campfire.

With a groan, Yerig leaned down close to the campfire and spoke the slightest whisper of a word: Yol. The word formed a small flame to ignite the kindling, after which Yerig leaned back and let out a long sigh.

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You didn't need to if you didn't want to.

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Just clarifying. Elias is, indeed, doing something productive.

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@POOHEAD189, since Discord seems to be having trouble, I'll just say it here. Just to clarify from your last post, the area outside the warehouse is not clear, so he would be stepping into a firefight. Elias did tell him to head off the package thief, but we would be needing to fly through the ambush that Sirka and Elias are fighting off.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Survive an assault on Oblivion? I think that's quite an assumption." Do'rhajul replied. "Even a success would inevitably come with high casualties, and I would certainly be protecting your life, master. I do not think it is necessary to focus on existential questions until we have faced and overcame the dangers ahead of us. Perhaps peace will be mine, one day, but it is difficult for me to settle for peace when there is still a war to fight. Afterwards, well, I would not be opposed to having this conversation again."

The group was more focused on watching out for the dragon as long as they were walking along the rockier portions of the coast, but as they came to calmer waters, they were more attentive towards the shore. Just like themselves, the man they were tracking was likely to have chosen a beach on which to land. The first beach they came across did not seem to have been disturbed, but on the second, Do'rhajul's keen eyes spotted some sand that had been dragged up into the grass from the beach. Following it farther up near the forest, they were able to find exactly what they had been hoping for. There were two rowboats resting near the trees, next to the cold remnants of a campfire. They had almost certainly been left behind by the Redguard and the other bounty hunters with him. Most likely, Do'rhajul reasoned, was that they had hired a larger ship to take them to the island, then took rowboats to make landfall. The tracks and other evidence left around the camp did match up with the timeframe at which the Redguard would have arrived. Besides which, it was not as if many others would willingly visit this island in particular. There were tracks that seemed to indicate that they had moved farther inland, though it was getting somewhat close to nightfall.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Do'rhajul did not require much time to think of an answer. "When I accepted your mercy and agreed to help you. If I really had a mind to, I could have slit my own throat as repentance for my many sins. Just...I understand what you are doing. I understand why you are doing it, and you are much more noble than I."

There was a long breath, and a more lengthy pause from Do'rhajul. He gave off a soft, deep sound, almost as if he was growling at his own thoughts. "You resisted the temptation of revenge, even though you deserved to take it. Arinette, the others, they would have deserved everything you could have done to them. The world would not have been worse off for their loss. You avoided revenge, but I am driven by it. I have nothing more in my life, except for what others have done to me, and what I have done to myself by falling for their tricks. Lycans first took away most of my life, then Clavicus Vile tricked me into giving up what was left. I do not know who those lycans were, if they were affiliated with a clan, or just a pack of ferals. But, Vile is something I can identify, something we can hurt. With me serving you as my master, I can help make Vile pay for the pain he has caused. To me, to you, to anyone else. To make a god bend his knee to the will and tenacity of mortals, that, I suppose, would be an even greater justice than my own death."

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Delni hurriedly replied to Elias. "Oh, finally. I couldn't get a hold of you. Yeah, I called for some help. Hope you don't mind. It turns out that my sister had been sent to the very same planet as you; lucky, right? Hopefully she can help if you're in trouble."

"Finally." Sirka muttered to herself once she saw the Mandalorians inside the warehouse start to join the fray. It was fortunate timing too, as the pirates had just started to put their attention on her. It was safe to say that the pirates' plan had been entirely derailed by her involvement, as they had failed to prepare from an attack from the warehouse when moving up on Sirka's position. Elias had quickly put out a lot of firepower onto the group on the east flank, even topping it all off with a wrist rocket. It spread confusion among the enemy's ranks: a trend which Sirka wanted to continue.

The pirates on the west flank were probably going to react to Elias quickly, so Sirka decided to give them a reason to pay attention to her instead. Finally rushing out from behind her cover, Sirka marched towards the west flank, unloading her blaster towards anyone she saw. "That all you've got? Fight me!" Sirka shouted. Whether or not the taunting was actually effective, a few did peek out to return fire, but her weapon was oppressive against clustered groups. One Weequay stayed exposed for too long and took a hit to his shoulder.

As suppressed as they were, the pirates were not novices with their blasters. A few shots came close to their mark, and one ended up striking Sirka right in the middle of her forehead. Reflexively, her head recoiled back, and the Twi'lek woman who took the shot immediately leaned out to find a shot on Elias. However, she had dismissed the threat far too prematurely.

Sirka shook her head and let out a roar, ignoring the relatively minor burn to her tough, blaster-resistant scales. She re-adjusted her aim to pepper the Twi'lek's position with shots, one of which burned through one of her lekku. On a Twi'lek, that was as good as lethal. "I've stepped on insects more threatening than you!" Sirka continued to taunt. While Sirka was taking on the attention, hopefully Elias and his friend would be able to take the chance to clean up, at least for the pirates in sight. There were probably more making their way around from the other side of the warehouse who would not have the disadvantage of being taken off-guard.