Came in like a Wrecking Ball (intro)

[Ellion Corsair]

Buried in his elbows in wires, hydraulic oil, and with smoke filling the small compartment Ellion shook his head with mild amusement. If it wasn't one thing it was another. Using a splicer he quickly worked on the bundle of wires attempting to correct the problem. Though something told him fixing the shop was the least of his problems.

Eight hundred years, give it take a few decades. That's how long it had been for the Galaxy. Yet a blink of the eye for him. Rebuilding the Order, finding new recruits , making a real difference. And now? Now he found that everyone he had known for almost a millennia were dead. Except for him and Bjork.

Somehow, on a routine hyperspace jump, they had been hit with a wave of some kind of irradiated energy wave. As the "Empty Hawk" was thrown out of Hyperspace they had found themselves stranded in some sort of alternate, future reality.

Grunting as he finished the splice several alarms sounded and he felt himself tossed forward as the old ship was torn from it's most recent jump. Falling into the pit of the ship's guts he whacked his head and saw stars for a moment.

Finding themselves in a new reality.
Skipping along attempting to track down the Jedi Order.
The realization that those he cared about were gone.
The fact that the woman he loved was gone.
Trying to keep the ship running and in the air long enough to find their way to a new home.

Pulling himself to his feet he hit his comlink and shouted into it as he felt the ship shuddered and buckle again which threatened to send him careening off his feet despite the hold he had.

"Don't kill us Bjork!"

 

[Riggs]

Pulling on the yoke he watched as the planet grew larger and larger in the cockpit's viewport. The ship was coming apart, it at least that's what it felt like. Trying to keep them from plowing like a shooting star into the surface was the only thing on his mind. Grabbing the throttle he pulled back hard. Unfortunately the lever came free from the housing, sparking in his hand.

From over the internal speakers came Eli's warning causing Bjork to snarl, his hand dropping the lever, "You're shabla ship is going to kill us!" Plowing into the atmosphere he grunted as he redistributed the shielding and cut tried to spin the ship a one eighty, using the engines to slow them as they fell backwards. The hull began heating, sweat dropping from his face as he depressurized the hold trying to slow them even more.

It worked, but not nearly enough.

Crashing through the tree tops the ship landed through the canopy, every impact jarring the ship and it's crew until final it came to stop nestled deep in the forest of Kashyyyk. Blood dripped from Bjork's lacerated scalp as he hung in the restraints of the Captain's chair unconscious.

 

[Vertigo]

Campfire, Hunted Game, and three large Houks on the ground playing who could stare at each other longest. Dex was using it as an excuse to eat another serving of grub while nobody was looking. The forests here had so much game he could hunt for a year and not get tired. Their concentration was broken when one looked up. Rumbling something.

“What’s that.” The first said.

“Think it’s a bird.” The second answered, chewing on a leg of something.

Vertigo Squinted. Holding his fingers up into the sky to get a look at it, whatever it was, was getting bigger fast.

“MOVE!” He rumbled, not that Houks could move fast. One ran back for the food. “Leave it!” Dex growled and tugged the Houk with him. The three giants throwing themselves clear, while the ship sunk into tree and then earth, throwing it all up behind them.

Rox Dex got up, and pulled the earth from his face, looking at the smoking wreck behind him. The other Houks picked themselves up and stomped on over, all looking for a way in. Dex decided to make one for himself, grabbing whatever door was in his way. He let out a huge rumble, then came a rip and tare, tossing the metal to his side and throwing it down. “Welcome to Kashyyyk,” his deep base voice said, looking inside into the darkness, the sparks from a broken console bzzzting beside him.

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[Ellion Corsair]

His eyes glanced around at the wires still surrounding his body. As he tried to focus he realized he didn't hear the ship's engines anymore. That was a bad thing normally because it meant you weren't in control. Pulling himself up and to the walkway he rolled to his back and looked up. Calming his buzzing head he focused for a moment to realize the ship was stationary.

They had landed.

Pulling himself to his feet he swayed, reaching out a hand dropping with blood, and realized that the term landing may have been generous. They had crashed. Taking a step his leg buckled and he dropped to his right knee, his left at an odd angle at the joint. Biting his lip and drawing blood he focused on the copper taste rather then release the scream of agony threatening to escape.

A loud rending sound followed by a voice welcoming then to Kashyyyk echoed down the hall. He pulled the blaster from the holster tied down in his right thigh, unaware if the voice was friendly or not. But even as he extended his arm another wave of dizziness hit him and he lost his equilibrium to faceplant on the floor unconscious.

(We're both knocked out apparently. Might need medical attention [member="Vertigo"] , oh and nice signature)

 

[Vertigo]

No answer, maybe they were down or dead. Vertigo had some medical training. Not a great medic because of his size, he’d never be a surgeon, but he did okay. “Get us some light in here.” He rumbled, pulling chairs or consoles this way or that looking for the pilots.

Cracking his heavy head on a low beam that had come lose. He grumbled. Why they flew in such small boxes he had no idea. Pushing the beam back into the roof and thrusting it back into place, the big Houk continued his search.

“Hey there’s some food here. Can we…” One asked.

“No” Dex rumbled.

Finally coming across the pilots. “Temple this is Vertigo at 2 clicks north east of ranger base, we need an evac here at a crash site, at least two wounded unconscious copy.” His voice slow and deep as ever. Waiting for them to receive. “Copy that, we tracked the ship. Eta 5 minutes. Stabilise and prepare for rescue.”

“Put the food down. Get your butts over here” Vertigo reminded them with a slow rumble, and the Houks started clearing debris from around the men, which was their thing, throwing them heavily to the sides. Would have been better to have an actual medic here. Maybe Tyrell was on the transport coming in.

Vertigo looked them over to get an idea of their condition before trying to stabalise or move the men, getting out a basic field medkit and beginning to do what he could to treat the head injuries. Cooling them if the head injuries were not severe and wrapping them up if they were. Most importantly he made sure they made no sudden movements, with a hand the size of their head pushing back if one tried to move, cleaning their wounds and doing a basic field dressing on them. The Houks then began to secured their weapons, in case they woke up in the mood for a tussle, or from the sting.

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[Ellion Corsair]

Slowly coming to consciousness once more his hand tightened in his pistol. Eyes flashed open as his empty first registered the lack of a blaster. Struggling to rise he looked around at the beings in his ship. His ship.

"Who are you!?"

Seeing his brother laying unconscious nearby he thrashed again, the field bandage nearly coming off his wounded arm as he struggled to rise. Seeing [member="Vertigo"] nearby he slowed his struggles and tried to touch his mind with the force despite his head still swimming.

"You have no fear of us. Return my weapon."

 

[Vertigo]

Hard to do it with three giant lizards poking around your ship, but he said, “Relax, helps on the way. SJO Rangers. Corporal Dex,” he was checking for a concussion. “and the fun team.” One of the Houk’s deep voice rumbled, getting a rumble from Dex to “shut it ‘ouks.”

“How many fingers,“ Dex moved his hands in front of the man’s face, and did the standard checks. “Any pain, dizziness, nausea?” Usual human stuff. Weak heads. Need a good 'ouk head, they could knock out a wookie if he wasn’t paying attention.

Dex waved for them to return the weapons and [member="Ellion Corsair"] got back his gear. “Stay still, no quick movements. In case you’ve broken anything.” Going back to check over the other pilot too, shining a small light toward his closed eyes. “What’s your names?”

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[Ellion Corsair]

Getting his returned blasters he slid them into the holsters tied down on either thigh. His brain was slowly clearing and even his words seemed amusingly hollow considering there were three of the lizard people and to of them. And his brother had yet to wake.

Sitting up all the way he groaned slightly and nodded, taking the order to move slowly as wise advisement. Looking at the alien hand he frowned momentarily as the different swam in his vision.

"Eh ... How many are there supposed to be? I'm Ellion Corsair and this sleeping beauty over here is Bjork, my brother."

Giving [member="Vertigo"] a cock eyed grin he winced while he pulled himself to his feet in the cramped ship. Looking at them aliens he gave a nod.

"Thanks for the assistance. We're trying to make it to the Jedi. Heard they were on this planet and so we came. This old create has seen better days and didn't do too well coming into atmosphere. We didn't hurt anyone or destroy anything when we crashed did we?"

 

[Vertigo]

How many fingers? Dex looked at his hand and counted them, “three.” He rumbled as Ellion got up, the Houk staying squatting down, “Brother’s still out, help’s soon to be coming. Got him stabilized.” He’d not moved Bjork more than he had too, till they got some specialized equipment up here to check him out.

Did they destroy anything? “Dinner.” The fatter of the Houks rumbled a grumble, and took a seat on what used to be part of the ceiling. “And er. Your ship probably needs some paint.” The other prodding a former chair that they’d moved to get to the men.

Dex was too busy with Bjork. “This is shuttle valkris, eta 2 minutes on your location.” He had the comms on loud enough for them all to hear. “Copy, wake the docs up if their napping, might need em back at base.”

Eventually overhead the shuttle could be heard coming in for landing, the loud whirr of its engines powering down to touch it down safely, air kicked up outside. More qualified medics were on the scene, bracing up Bjork and checking over Ellion.

“Want to come with?” [member="Ellion Corsair"]. Dex was following stomping after them outside. The other houks were also outside, looking for their camping gear, and more importantly the food.

OOC:

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Fun thread. Want to end it here on your post?

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