Lewascan2
Silver Carrot
Shadow Dragon
FourtyTwo
MaeB
Sep
Azure Bubbles
Pathei Mathos
cosmiccowgirlZir Go was running down the hall of a star destroyer. Storm troopers hot on his heels. A blaster bolt struck his shoulder. Luckily his armour weave long coat did its job. Zir Go nearly felt it through the armoury he wore beneath the coat. Why in God’s name did he think this was a good idea. He dropped a thermal detonator. “Double D, Airlock 17J,” He said into his comm.
Outside the Firespray was deftly manoeuvring. Staying just ahead of the turbo lasers, and the TIEs that were deployed to stop it. As the command came over the comm, the droid that was plugged into the ship’s system’s knew this was going to be the tricky part.
Zir’s Boots skidded on a smooth floor slightly as he took a sharp turn to the right just before the thermal detonator went off. “Why did you let me do this?” He asked into his Comm. A series of beeps and chirps was the response. “Don’t blame my stubbornness,” Zir Go responded to the droid flying his ship. Several blaster bolts landed on the bulkhead near his head. Zir turned to see several troopers had made it through the explosion. He turned back to look down the corridor to see the airlock he was gunning for.
The Firespray barely avoided a turbo laser. Pulling off some tricky piloting to stay alive. DD-3 knew it wouldn’t get the chance to dock. It sent a sent a series of chirps into the Comm. “Yes, I’ve set the charges.” Some more chirps and beeps. “Of course two on the hyperdrive and one on the main reactor. And before you ask, I do have the data pad.” A delighted whistle sound before some beeps that sounded a little more serious. “Of course I don’t have my helmet.” Was the response as the droid tried to line up the next manoeuvre.
Zir Go turned and drew two blaster pistols. He started firing as he walked backwards. “What do you mean I better be good at holding my breath?” He pauses as he fired a shot that caught a trooper right in the head. He realised what it meant. “No. Not doing a free fall. Not again. Last time you did it, we lost half the cargo and now you want to do it me?” He said a little frustrated. Partly at the droid, and partly because he knew there was no other way. His back hit the air lock door. He smacked the open button and took a step back before closing the inner door. He bolstered his weapons. He watched as the troopers neared the door. “Fine. On the count of three.”
“One.” The Firespray’s engines lit up as it started its approach. Building up speed. Moving parallel to the Star Destroyer. “Two.” The engines cut as it was now a matter of timing. The manoeuvring thrusters arced up. Spinning the ship so it faced away from the Star Destroyer, while it’s momentum carried it along its original path. “Three.” The Firespray’s airlock opened.
On ‘three’ Zir slammed the release switch. The outer door sprung open and he was sucked into space. For a brief second he thought he was dead. Holding his breath, he floated there. Everything was so quite. So still.
Until he landed in the Firespray. The airlock door closed as soon as he was inside, and it repressurised. “Cargo on board.” He said weakly as he struggled to his feet. Pulling a detonator from his pocket. He clicked it. The Star Destroyer shuddered under the explosion. It wasn’t so much the charges themselves, but the chain reaction it set off.
Zir Go made his way to the cockpit. They weren’t out of the woods yet. “Set a course to Dagobah.” He said, pulling a back water system randomly out of his mind. The ship jumped to hyperspace, with the Star Destroyer unable to pursue. At least for now.
Outside the Firespray was deftly manoeuvring. Staying just ahead of the turbo lasers, and the TIEs that were deployed to stop it. As the command came over the comm, the droid that was plugged into the ship’s system’s knew this was going to be the tricky part.
Zir’s Boots skidded on a smooth floor slightly as he took a sharp turn to the right just before the thermal detonator went off. “Why did you let me do this?” He asked into his Comm. A series of beeps and chirps was the response. “Don’t blame my stubbornness,” Zir Go responded to the droid flying his ship. Several blaster bolts landed on the bulkhead near his head. Zir turned to see several troopers had made it through the explosion. He turned back to look down the corridor to see the airlock he was gunning for.
The Firespray barely avoided a turbo laser. Pulling off some tricky piloting to stay alive. DD-3 knew it wouldn’t get the chance to dock. It sent a sent a series of chirps into the Comm. “Yes, I’ve set the charges.” Some more chirps and beeps. “Of course two on the hyperdrive and one on the main reactor. And before you ask, I do have the data pad.” A delighted whistle sound before some beeps that sounded a little more serious. “Of course I don’t have my helmet.” Was the response as the droid tried to line up the next manoeuvre.
Zir Go turned and drew two blaster pistols. He started firing as he walked backwards. “What do you mean I better be good at holding my breath?” He pauses as he fired a shot that caught a trooper right in the head. He realised what it meant. “No. Not doing a free fall. Not again. Last time you did it, we lost half the cargo and now you want to do it me?” He said a little frustrated. Partly at the droid, and partly because he knew there was no other way. His back hit the air lock door. He smacked the open button and took a step back before closing the inner door. He bolstered his weapons. He watched as the troopers neared the door. “Fine. On the count of three.”
“One.” The Firespray’s engines lit up as it started its approach. Building up speed. Moving parallel to the Star Destroyer. “Two.” The engines cut as it was now a matter of timing. The manoeuvring thrusters arced up. Spinning the ship so it faced away from the Star Destroyer, while it’s momentum carried it along its original path. “Three.” The Firespray’s airlock opened.
On ‘three’ Zir slammed the release switch. The outer door sprung open and he was sucked into space. For a brief second he thought he was dead. Holding his breath, he floated there. Everything was so quite. So still.
Until he landed in the Firespray. The airlock door closed as soon as he was inside, and it repressurised. “Cargo on board.” He said weakly as he struggled to his feet. Pulling a detonator from his pocket. He clicked it. The Star Destroyer shuddered under the explosion. It wasn’t so much the charges themselves, but the chain reaction it set off.
Zir Go made his way to the cockpit. They weren’t out of the woods yet. “Set a course to Dagobah.” He said, pulling a back water system randomly out of his mind. The ship jumped to hyperspace, with the Star Destroyer unable to pursue. At least for now.
