Private Bound Around Clouds

[Jayrenel Metrum]

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Spoiler: Music OOC

Well, with her well-to-do savior’s blaster pressed against her temple, Jayrenel could only wonder.
‘Chit for brains’ and ‘Hilal of Clan Viszla’ later and maybe she really meant to shoot the doctor.
Mandalorian! Oh kriff! This was just what Jay needed under the circumstances. “MMMF-MRMFF!”
Translation: “Oh, please don’t shoot me!” She knew Mandalorians to be warlike, no disrespect.

The merc captain spoke as though both of these women were utter scum—no more polite guise.
Oh well. Jay knew it would eventually come to this one way or the other way anyway. No disguise.
Not for her. Despite the doctor’s purple dress, she was a walking target for these interested men.
Not when it came to her breasts, that was, so much as the intelligence that was within her head.

Her discovery. The connection between these mercenaries and this Mandalorian, maybe?
Was this Chit’s—er, rather, Hilal’s—appearance a coincidence? That remained to be seen.
A moment of ‘Hey Bane!’ and ‘Kali in hell’ later and Jay can only scream in a gagged way.
“MMMMFFF-FUMMF-MOFFU-FOMFF” NO NO NO I DON’T WANT TO MEET YOUR KALI.

A moment later, a smoke grenade, and see ya later alligator. Jayrenel fell.
Downward off the edge of a ledge, screaming all the while, toward her hell.
“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF” She screamed. She may as well.
Is this her end? Is this how death would decide her fate? Bound around clouds?

She landed back first on her captor’s stomach, or whatever this Chit chick was.
Hilal of Clan Vizsla Jayrenel Metrum’s purple backside, otherwise landing on ass.
The other girl actually asked her if she was okay after pushing Jay away from her.
Wait, hadn’t this action happened before? Is that all Jay was? Someone to shove!?

“MMMMMRMFF!-famf-feemf-fowmf!” She complained. “Mumf!-fwumf!” Exclaimed!
“Mamf-fweemf-fow-urm-murm-furm!?” Explained. “Mwow-mama-moo-foo-fwum!”
Surely Hilal of Clan Chit would understand this? The doctor’s predicament? Hey!?
Hands and feet tied, Jay felt the fabrics of her dress as she struggled to stand up.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMFFFF!!”
Translation? Needs little imagination.
“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!”
Screw the mercenaries and Chit too.

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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The woman sounded okay based on how she was screaming at the top of her lungs. “At least we’re away from the mercs for now.” Hilal said giving a small sigh of relief.

She looked down seeing the woman flopping around as if she was a fish. “Hang on let me help you up!” Hilal bent down struggling to get the woman in her feet. She was very heavy or perhaps Hilal lacked upper body strength to hoist her up. Maybe a little bit of both. “I really wish that they didn’t place you in those special binds!” Hilal grunted placing the woman near a wall. “It just makes it harder for me to take it off without slicing!”

And her slicing equipment was back at the ship. Hilal sighed, it would’ve been easier to use her armor to pick the woman up and carry her to the police, but Hilal had a tough time picking up a signal this high up on Coruscant. With the woman limited in movement and the mercs no doubt looking for them, they had to hide for a bit.

“At least I know how to get rid of the gag,” Hilal said. “But I’m going to need some salt water.” She looked around. “First things first we’ll need to get out of this building.”

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

Spoiler: Music OOC

At least we’re away from the mercs now. Jay repeated in her mind. Like Chit will hear her, right?
Chit. Mandalorian. Hilal of Clan Vizsla. Whoever the kriff she is. Whatever, Jay can give no reply.
Nothing worthy of her words, anyway, given the condition of her mouth, with its gag of silence.
“MMRR!-MAH!-AH!-AYE!-" Translation? KISS MY BACKSIDE. From the good doctor called Violet.

Oh! Brilliant! ‘Hang on’ Chit said, that Mandalorian. ‘Let me help you up!” WOW HOW KIND.
Not like this chick could have freed her any instant earlier. Instead of pointing her BLASTER.
“MWURM!-URM!-AMF!-IMF!-AGA!-GAGA!-GRRRRRRR!” Jay explained as to her special binds.
Glad at least to be back on her feet, promptly nodding at the opportunity to be free in turn.

A wall at her back, but fortunately Chit looked a bit too young to take advantage of Jay.
Hands bound at her ass, ankles strapped, a gag in her mouth…it left little to contemplate.
Nope. Mandalorian. Woman. Chit. Hiszla of Clan Hlail. Whatever. She’s my ticket for escape!
Not like Jay Metrum had anyone else. “MRMMF!?” Chit can remove the gag from her face?

“MMHMM!-MHM!-MRM-HRMF!” Jayrenel nodded, gesturing toward one direction of the planet.
“Mmmm-memma-mooma-mama-meef?” She blinked. “Mmf-mimf-mwuma-mooom, me, Mit?”
Jay looked left, looked right, ever wary of those mercenaries. I gotta get outta Coruscant…
Tilted her head. “Mff-fmf-mfm?” Hopefully Chit would find salt water in that aquarium?

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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The woman tried to talk to Hilal yet her words were muffled. Normally Hilal would've been frustrated but she was still felt the adrenaline rushing through her. "What's the matter?" Hilal chuckled. "Did little Timmy fall through the well?"

She knew she would hate that statement but the woman was trying to direct Hilal to somewhere. The young woman's eyebrows slowly formed into a frown. "Okay seriously," Hilal said holding on to her waist to keep her from falling down. "What are you trying to say?"

Was it related to the fact that she knew of a place that could get rid of her gag? Possibly, Hilal might as well find out. "Okay," Hilal said holding on to the woman. "Lead the way but we'll need to be careful with the mercs so try not to make too much noise all right?"

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

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Spoiler: Music OOC

Timmy? Well? Chuckle? Jayrenel could only stand there dumbly staring at Hilal.
“Mmff?” Translation: What the KRIFF is a TIMMY!? Needless to say, she is pissed.
Wasn’t even at this other chick necessarily. Wasn’t even at the mercenaries and all.
Wasn’t even at the kriffing galaxy. Rather, it was at her binds, her gag, and all its spit.

“Mm-moomf-umf-immin-me?” Lead the way? A hand on her waist to keep in place.
Which meant that surely Chit can see Dr. Jayrenel Metrum is struggling just to stand.
Try not to make too much noise? What’s she going to do, moan like a common slag?
Kriff this. If this is what the Mandalorian wanted then okay—Jay would lead the way.

“Omma-ee.” And with that, she turned to face the general direction of that aquarium.
“Mummf-imf-mwum-mom-fumo-mamma-mim.” [“It’s going to be a bit of a distance.”]
Lead the way... Jay spat, regretted it, swallowed. Led the way. Walked? Oh no. Hopped.
One foot in front of the other? Nope. Two feet bound together around clouds. Ouch!

Hem of dress gets caught in a bit of a bind as Jayrenel hops along trying not to trip.
Railing to one side, where over and yonder is the air traffic of Coruscant flying past.
Bouncing beside it helps keep Jay’s pathway straight—but just then she finally trips.
“MO-IM!” Got too happy with the skippy, twists sideways, falls backward, but no ass.

As in she doesn’t land on it. Nope. Instead, Jay falls over the railing as she squeals.
“MWAAAAAAAAAAA—” -DOOF!- “MOOOOOOOO” It’s a wider deck beneath theirs.
Like a cliff to catch her fall, only the walkway beneath the upper street is one of steel.
Not concrete where Jay hit. Chit... A stationary speeder, steering wheel of blonde hair.

The good doctor had found herself lying between the driver's seat and the passenger's.
'MIIIIIIIIHHH" ["CHIIIIIIIIT"] She cried. "Ma-mamf-foom-oomf-fumoffu-mofu-fima-fimff."
[Something something...something] Lifted her head, looked right and left, and found it.
"Meema?" A beeline to that aquarium with a free vehicle to take both women onward.

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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Hilal did not know why but the purple dress woman sounded cute underneath all that muffling. She kept to herself though, Hilal could already tell that she was pissed off at her for some reason. "I did save her from being captured," Hilal thought. "Why is she so mad?"

Part of her wondered if it was such a good idea to accompany the woman. Afterall, she might be some mad Doctor who unleashed a plague onto a planet and needed to face justice. Then again, the way that merc group crashed the party and killed innocents led Hilal to think that their intentions with kidnapping her was anything but virtuous. The young woman thoughts were interrupted by the woman's muffled screams. "What the frack?!" Hilal shouted as she witnessed the woman rolling down the stairs towards a black speeder.

"Hang on!" Hilal ran after her as her eyes grew wide seeing where the woman landed.

"Why hello there good Doctor!" One of the mercenaries looked down at her. "Nice to see you roll by! I'm glad I don't have to search all around for your blonde ass! Time to call it in!"

"Like hell you are!" Hilal pressed a button on her watch and rope sprung out wrapping around the woman's ankles. Hilal quickly reeled the bound and gagged woman out of the speeder dragging at Hilal's feet.

"Fracking nerf herder!" The merc attempted to get out of the speeder, but his shoulder was greeted by a blaster bolt courtesy of Hilal's pistol. The man cried in pain leaning back while Hilal adjusted her watch sending out an Ion Blast to the speeder causing it to malfunction.

"See ya!" Hilal winked as the speeder quickly lost altitude and descended to the lower levels coupled with the man screaming. Taking a deep breath, Hilal placed her pistol in her bag while helping the woman up.

"On second thought," Hilal chuckled. "Maybe I should take the lead but we need to get out of here fast! Maybe there's a taxi somewhere that we go to."

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

Spoiler: Music OOC (Recurring)

Oh. Kriff. Trust her luck to land in the very same section where those darned mercenaries were at
‘Good doctor’, one of them called her, not that he was wrong. She was good and had a blonde ass.
Finally, Hilal of Clan Chit arrived into the scene, pressed a button, shot rope for the merc— OH KRIFF
Nope. Not for the merc. “MWAAAAAAAHHHHHH” Jay cried as she was dragged out from the cockpit.

Struggling, squirming, squealing, squeaking, Jay flapped like a frackin’ fish, as frustrated as a rabbit.
Whatever that meant. She was a doctor, not a veterinarian! Back on her feet thanks to a Mandalorian.
A chuckling woman. Like Chit is having so much fun with all of this at the expense of another woman.
“MEH-MY-MOR-ME!” Getting a bit better with her speech. Translation: ‘NEXT TIME WARN ME’. Maybe?

Catching her breath, in what limited way Jay Metrum can against her gag, she gestured ahead.
“Muh-a-meh-ee-um-ih-ah-a-ih-uh-a-mih-ih-uh-me-muh-a-ah-ee-ih-oh-muh-meh.” Translation: ‘???’
Fortunately Chit could understand the good doctor’s language by now, right? No time to waste!
Jay regained her balance. “MUH-MEEEEE!!” Got too excited, tripped, crashed her head in Chit’s face.

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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"Wait for you?" Hilal raised an eyebrow at least she was making progress on what the woman was saying. "I'm right next to you but of course." The woman was still insistent on having Hilal find something. Though the young woman wished that she knew what she was talking about. "I'm going to have to construct a whole new language for her If I can't get this gag off," Hilal thought.

Keeping her eyes peeled, Hilal began to escort the woman, however she clumsily collided her forehead against her nose causing a brief moment of pain. "Ah chit!" Hilal stumbled as the purple lady landed on her completely crushing her ribs. "You know?" Hilal grumbled snort. "Maybe I should start constructing a language if I can't get this gag off."

She knew that the woman wouldn't like that,but given how disorganized they were and the fact that the Mercs were still breathing down their necks, they need some form of communication. "So we need to come up with some basic callsigns," Hilal said helping the woman up. "So like the way you muffle and stuff. Maybe you could do a short muffle for yes and a long one for no?"

An awkward between the women. "So..... what do you say to that?" Hilal said forcing a smile.

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

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Spoiler: Music OOC

“Umma?” Jay pondered over this suggestion of constructing a language if the worst came to worst.
“Mah-meh-mih-mah-momff?” Like…like I’m gonna be stuck like this forever..? Surely…no…that is silly.
Then again, things had not really worked out for Dr. Metrum so far. It was her against the universe.
Mercs first, then Chit of Clan Hilal, and who knows what she really wanted in the end. Not dead yet.

There was that much at least. Still, maybe the girl was just acting, needed her alive, and her secret.
Jay wanted to believe that she was just some incidental heroine but right now there was no telling.
Short muffle for no, long muffle for yes… It was a good enough suggestion. “Oh-may!” It is what it is.
No real choice. “Mow, me me muh meh muh uh-eh-ee-um fe-mor muh muh-meh-meh-mee eh ee.”
Jay looked right, looked left, turned her head, hopped about to turn around and faced that one taxi.

“Ah oo aye?” She nodded her blonde-haired head at the driver’s seat, being utterly useless and all.
As much as Jay hated this chit, there was nothing she could do but rely on Chit to keep her ass alive.
“My mee ih ee aye em ih ee-ee-uh ah ah-uh oo eh oo uh muh-eh-mee-um.” I can sit. You can drive…
Sounded like a better idea than hopping across the pavement. Jay waited for Chit to make the call.

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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Hmmm, perhaps it was best to start all over again. Hilal couldn't tell if the woman was saying yes or was trying to communicate. "Scratch that," Hilal said planting her hands on her hips. "For yes mumble yes and for no mumble no."

Hopefully the woman enunciation is good enough for Hilal to understand. "At least I know that you're saying okay to me," Hilal smiled trying to keep up the woman's spirits. She can't imagine the stress she's going under due to the mercs wanting to kidnap her for some reason. When she gets back to her ship, Hilal will have to look up these merc company and the bounty on this woman.

She turned to the woman who was staring at an empty taxi. "Are you suggesting that we steal this?!" Hilal asked. "I don't think we should purple lady, the last thing I need is to get slapped with a Grand Theft Auto charge. Those Taxis are equipped with anti-theft programming, the moment we step, the speeder locks and cops show up."

It was then Hilal had an idea.

"Wait!" Hilal smiled. "Maybe we can warn the cops! I can't get any signal from this chit place so perhaps we can go in the taxi, the anti theft program goes off and we can tell the cops everything!"

She looked at the woman. "What do you think?" Hilal said.

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

Truthfully, Jay didn't give a chit about anything at this point but getting the binds off her.
Yes, just as her rescuer had expressed, getting the authorities would work out even better.
Whatever was a quicker way to get from Point A to Point B so that— Wait. “UH-UH AY-EE!?”
The first thing she’d do when she got home was to shower and burn this darn purple thing.

“OO OO AWE-IM UH-UH MAY-EE!?” The good doctor just wanted to headbutt Chit yet again.
“MM!!” She mumbled yes for yes, trying not to let her frustration get the better of her sense.
Not wasting time with more conversation given that Jay felt like she was talking to a donut.
Instead, she hopped to the taxi, tripped, flipped over the driver’s side, landed on her butt.

Huh... Guess that worked out in the end. Sitting in the passenger’s seat at least to just be comfy.
It sucked when all you could do was bounce around, hoping not to fall, so she would just relax.
The mercs could arrive any minute but Chit seemed like the kind of gal who could boost taxis.
If it came to it anyway. Police? Yes please. Then the doctor would have everybody off her back.

Sighing in this brief respite, Jay stared off into the distance.
Huh? As Chit got busy with it, Jay just kept staring, squinted.
Air traffic at their side speeding by. That was when Jay saw it.
A speeder speeding their way. It looked mean. “OHHHHH IH!!”

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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Looks like Hilal's lessons were starting to break down if anything she's understanding the purple woman less now. The young woman sighed if only Hilal could learn her name at least. As the woman hopped inside the Taxi, Hilal noticed that she her purse around her shoulder. Perhaps if she took it out, maybe could find some identification. In any case, might as well attract the cops Hilal entered the Taxi and as soon as she closed the door, there was a small alarm that went off. An annoying but otherwise subdued beeping that came from the small light located underneath the wheel. "Okay," Hilal said to the woman. "The alarm went off which means it'll send a signal to the nearest police station. I estimate the cops will be here in-"

The woman's screams alerted Hilal to a Sorosuub speeder. Hilal's eyes grew wide at the sight of the speeder heading straight for them driving as fast as if they were a Podracer in the Boonta Eve Classic. "OH CHIT!" Hilal shouted as she frantically rifled through her bag to grab her hacking tool. "This shouldn't take too long!" Hilal said frantically typing into her pad, since Courscant's Taxis rely on a computer network, Hilal could slice in and override whoever the driver was. "But I have to hurry!" Hilal thought typing as fast as her fingers could allow.

Staring at the window again, one of those fracking mercs popped out from the window aiming his blaster rifle right at the Taxi. "No you don't!" Hilal said successfully overriding the Taxi's network and taking the wheel. "Fasten your seatbelt!" Hilal said to the woman as she accelerated from the platform. "It's gonna be one wild ride!"

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

Spoiler: Music OOC

Looks like Jayrenel’s lessons were starting to wear out given Chit didn’t understand a pile of shit.
Jay figured even if she may throw bantha dung in the Mandalorian’s face she won’t get any of it.
“OH CHIT” Jay clearly said. Chit repeated it for the fun of it? That was not really what Jay wanted.
“OH CHIT” as in “UH-IH OO IT” as in, more politely, MOVE IT assuming Chit isn’t such a big idiot.

Shouldn’t take long? It was all Jay could do to move back and forward, flapping quite like a fish.
BETTER NOT TAKE LONG. Chit went typey-typey while the doctor just screamed through her gag.
“EHHHHH” she expressed at the mention of having to hurry. “UH-EEEEE!! UH-EE-UH WAAAAHHH”
Looks like the speeder will crash into hers any moment. Who knew helplessness is as bad as this?

Chizsla commanded her passenger to fasten seatbelt. Good call! Said passenger began to squirm.
Frantically fidgeting for a seatbelt, hands bound behind back and all. “OW-AH-AYE-EE-AYE-EHL!?”
Just then, the speeder whirred as the chick beside her flew forth from the platform like some bird.
A crazy bird, or a bat out of hell. Just then, those mercs blasted at the taxi, almost hitting Jayrenel.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!” Translation: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!”
“AYE WUH UH-OH OO EE MAW-EE UH-ME AH MIH WOA-IH MUH OHHHHHHHHH!”
Perhaps it was just the universe’s sick joke to get back at Dr. Metrum? After all I did!?
No. That couldn’t be it. She was a victim! Innocent! Of course, they wanted her secret.

"UR EH MUR EH UR WEH" Jay pleaded for the driver to turn in said direction.
"MUH UH-EH-ME-UM IH UH MUH-AW UH IH" Good thing for their language.
That it had been established, right? Thankfully Chit did understand all of this.
"OH AY OO AW MOO-IH AY" Now— No wait— "I MEH WUH EHHHHHHHH"

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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"Hey!" The shimmering image of Captain Miller growled over the Holoprojector. "We want the target alive! Take care not to destroy the Speeder like you did last time Avain!"

"I said I was sorry!" Avain said motioning his squadmate to fire. "Don't worry sir! The Doc will be in good hands soon enough!"

"Kill that little brat," Miller replied. "She's causing enough trouble as it is."

"With pleasure Captain!" Avain switched off the Holoprojector and turned to his three companions his hands gripping the steering wheel. "Let's get this chase by the books boys!" He ordered. "Don't make a mess of things and inflict as little damage to Taxi as possible!"

The merc who peeked out of the window nodded and began to fire onto the Taxi aiming for the engines.


"Yeah! I know which direction to go purple slurp!" Hilal said feeling the Taxi rumble. She turned around seeing the merc firing on them. "Oh frack me!" Hilal making a sharp right turn before pressing the button to accelerate yet again. It was only a Taxi so the engine wasn't the one of a high-quality Swoop Bike but damn it, Hilal had to make do with what she got.

More blaster bolts pelted the plating of the Taxi. It wasn't made of Durosteel alloy so it was much more vulnerable, Hilal will have to be unpredictable. Adrenaline rushed through Hilal's bloodstream, she felt alive excited to be going fast again. It's been so long since she last was behind the wheel and Hilal realized how much she missed it.

"Hey purple slurp!" Hilal shouted her hands gripping the steering wheel and focused on heading to the Courscant traffic ahead. "I hope you didn't eat anything! Because what I'm about to do will probably make you chit your pants!"

Hilal pressed on the stick immediately flew up performing a loop before Hilal switched gears and surged past the mercs who missed all of their shots. "HA!" Hilal put on a devilish grin heading deeper into the city. "Take that assholes!"

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

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Spoiler: Music OOC

Blaster bolts had almost hit the good doctor but, frustrated and terrified as she was, she knew better.
These mercs had already established that they wanted her alive, so naturally targeted those engines.
Amid this, Dr. Jayrenel Metrum did yet have another question. What the heck do you want, huh, Chit?
She afforded a look in the Mandalorian’s general direction, thinking about it. Just some helpful b-itch?

There were of course more than a few do-gooders in the galaxy beside our good doctor Dr. Jay May.
But Mandalorians? First time encounters for everything, she’d guess. Then she blinked. Hey hey wait.
“MUR-MUH-UR!?” Who was this chick to call this doctor that!? “MY UH’UH IH OO UH MOO WAAH!”
Chit makes a sharp right! Jay strikes her head on a cushion! I’LL SHOW YOU PURPLE SLURP, TWERP!

Well, that was Jayrenel’s dream, at least, and what is living if you couldn’t dream big in her position?
“MUH OH-EE IH MUH WAW UH-MEH-IH” She attempted to course-correct her idiot of a companion.
Again with the ‘purple slurp’ form of address from the twerp of a Mandalorian. “IH AYE AH?” Query.
Jay blinked. Then her head collided with the driver. “MUH AYE OH-EE EH-EE MAH-EEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

That’s right. No pants. Just panties. And a purple dress that she isn’t really ready to stain just yet.
“WAW MAAAAAYYYYYYYY” When would Chit listen to her passenger’s pleas!? YA DUMB WOMAN.
Deeper into the city? Check. Away from the enemy? Bet. Closer to getting these gags off of Jay..?
Is grateful and all but NO WAY. “AH OO AW UH-EL UH MAH-EE AYE-UH!?” Building ahead. Wait.

“OH OH OH OH OH OH OHHHHHHHHHH”
Jay pointed, but had no finger to point with.
So she just settled for headbutting forward.
“AWL-AW-UH EH-UH-EH” Time for the burn!

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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"Hey watch it purple slurp!" Hilal growled her head throbbing when the woman accidentally collided her head against hers. Hilal fiddled with the clutch shifting gears to gain a little speed but it wasn't enough as more blaster fire peppered the Taxi. "Let me turn on the automatic seat belt!" Hilal quickly fiddled with the main settings of the Taxi turning on the passenger seat belt. The seat belt spang to life wrapping itself around the purple woman securing her in place.

The mercs continued to fire at Taxi accelerating in the process so they could get an angle at Hilal. The young woman turned around seeing the speeder about to catch up. Hilal rammed onto the Speeder attempting to drive it off course. A volley of curses could be faintly heard through the window causing Hilal to smile but the Mercs quickly regained their balance and began firing at the door.

"Frack!" Hilal saw the metal beginning to melt on the door, the Taxi wasn't made out of Beskar, she needed to shake these bastards off fast. "I see a tunnel ahead purple slurp!" Hilal said looking at the narrow tunnel illuminated with lights. Speeders filled the tunnel which made it the perfect place to blend in.

"Hang on!" Hilal said shifting gears. "It's gonna be a tight squeeze!"

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

There it is again. ‘Purple slurp’. Straight from twerp. “EH MUR MIH AWH”
Like did this Mandalorian chick named Chit even need Jay’s permission?
Wasn’t as if Jayrenel could buckle herself in anyway at the very moment.
Too busy doing nothing, slinging loosely, suddenly the seatbelt goes off.

Oh, it was comforting to be fastened in securely, and there's no mistake.
Then again, it was yet another strap to keep Jay in place next to others.
Well, at least the seatbelt protected her rather than just restricting her.
“MAW MOW MUH UH UH-EH-EH-EE” Jay exclaims as Chit accelerates.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHH” She screamed as the taxi rammed amid the bolts.
One of the mercenaries gave her a mean look. And a finger. Wow. Cold.
“AWH MAW-MIH EE MUR-UH MUR” And their taxi entered the tunnel.
Tight squeeze indeed. Like my karkin’ binds. Oh. Here comes trouble!

Jay looked back to find the mercs had followed them in, while struggling.
“HAAAAAAAAA!!” She laughed at them. They weren’t much for Clan Chit.
The Mandalorian shifted, swerved, weaving within the traffic and ducking.
Jay gazed ahead, focusing on a blue sign. YES. “IH UH MUH-MEH-EE-UM”

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

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Being that it was busy hour, there was traffic inside the tunnels, Hilal squeezed onto the wheel as she accelerated towards the oncoming speeders weaving her way through the small gaps that the large line of speeders were leaving. She could hear people shout at her and some muttering curses in different languages. Hilal was in the process of learning languages like Bocce so she recognized some colorful languages. "Don't worry Purple Slurp!" Hilal said her eyes were focusing on the tunnel. "These are mercenaries! They'll stupid enough to fire on unarmed civilians."

Yet the flurry of Blaster Bolts that hit not only the Taxi but also the speeder immediately proved Hilal wrong. "Oh, frack me!" Hilal muttered. "Of COURSE! These are the dishonorable mercenaries! The ones who don't have a problem shooting unarmed civilians!"

There was no way Hilal could allow these fools to inadvertently harm innocents. As she was getting closer towards the tunnel, Hilal took a sharp right turn disengaging and heading towards bottom levels. "Those little chits!" Hilal growled staring at the woman. "I'm gonna see If I can fire back, can you try to drive Purple Slurp?!"

Jayrenel Metrum

 

[Jayrenel Metrum]

Spoiler: Taxi Music

Don’t worry, her Mandalorian heroine tells her. Purple Slurp. “MOW MO MOO UH MUR-UH MUR!”
When all this was over, oh yes, Chit was going to get a right talking to! Two women! Her and her!
For now, it was all Jay could do to keep a straight face and chastise the driver for being an idiot.
Did she really have no idea what her navigator was trying to tell her? BLUE SIGN. DID YA SEE IT?

“OO IH IH.” Fortunately the mercenaries’ blaster bolts also missed the doctor but not their taxi.
Dishonorable, her Mandalorian heroine tells her. Of course. Knee hits a button. Music pumping.
At this point, the frustration wells within Jayrenel and the danger. The helplessness. And all of it.
“Meh me may uh uh ee...” Takes a breath. Holds it. Unleashes. “MOO OO-IH MAH-UH-OWIAN!”

Chit takes a hard right just then! Jay bangs her head on the door again! Thanks, Mandalorian!
Seatbelt can’t save Jayrenel from living in this hell. Someone save me. Please. PLEASE FREE—
“Muh?” Drive? Is this chick serious? Jay just looked at her with raised brow like “Wait…me..?”
“Meh. Meh-ee.” Wouldn’t be the worst thing. Give her something to do. Right. The aquarium!

“MO MAY!” Jay nodded affirmatively. “Moo oo ah mah my ih eh uh moo uh muh-meh-ee-um.”
Both women on the same page? Great! At that, the doctor, bound and gagged, turned around.
Easy enough to control these control sticks, right? Sure. Her ass is on the edge of her seat now.
Wiggling fingers to shift this stick and the other. “EE I MAW IH” Oh kriff IT’S HEADING FOR US.

“MAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!” Jay headbutts a button!
Narrowly avoiding another speeder before it turns away!
Bad idea, Jay! Hard to crane her neck and maintain vision.
So she leaned back and used her feet to drive, and prayed.

Hilal Vizsla

 

[Hilal Vizsla]

Current Outfit

"Chit! Chit! Chit!"

Hilal changed into her combat suit while frantically running towards the cockpit. To say that the chase was tense would be an understatement. It was chaotic ride through the busiest parts of Coruscant. So many speeders were totaled in the process and while Hilal navigated through the traffic with ease, that couldn't be said for the mercs who were plowing through the citizens like they were trash bins. "Damn mercs," Hilal muttered going to the mainframe and activating the auto turret. "Don't they know anything about honor?!"

Of course not, they go in, shoot up innocents to kidnap a target who was Jayrenel Metrum and then bound and gag her making a scene in the process. Professionals have standards damn it! At the very least just grab the good Doctor and go! "Doctor!" Hilal shouted wondering where she was. "Are the mercs still on us? It'll take some time for me to prepare for lift off!"

Thankfully auto turret was warmed and ready, they'll be slowed down trying to stop them.