Dead Orbit [pm to join] [Complete]

[CreativeDroid123]

IG-88E realized his ship wasn't going to catch up at this point. "Oh crap. What do I do..." Then, he heard the data pad of the droids get destroyed from outside the room. Escaping was going to be easier. He went back to the main room, and stumbled onto a turbolift, relieved, but relieved too soon. The turbolift stopped at the hanger. "This isn't where it should stop..." he said, quite scared. The doors opened, then some of the remaining bandits walked in. IG-88E immediately drew his blaster to their apparent leader, trying to intimidate her. Not very smart being outnumbered, but it was all he got. "Back off! I swear, if you don't allow me to escape from this forsaken death zone you'll all be facing a new droid enemy!"

 

[James Justice]

James took a moment to catch his breath after the HRDs collapsed in a heap on the ground he removed his phrik armor's helmet and wiped the sweat away from his brow. His hands quickly swapped out power packs on his two heavy assault blasters, replacing them.

"So much for an easy job," he grumbled placing his helmet back on his head.

When the doors of the elevator opened up James groaned inside. There was a droid there, who for some reason thought it was some kind of "big shot" or whatever. Sure they were metal, and sure some were scared of them, but he had just tore through at least two dozen, was known for shattering the skulls of those who pissed him off, and on the bad side of a Force Rage. All in all it was a bad time to be telling someone what to do, especially one named James Justice wearing heavy armor.

James took a step between them, glowering with more anger. That was the funny thing about a Justice. The moment you thought they couldn't rage any longer... their temper would be back with a vengeance. He looked down at the mechanical being, letting the barrel press against his armor's breast plate.

"Try that again," he growled, the Force rose around him, making the spare parts laying on the ground to tremble and clatter. Bits around him began to levitate, rising slowly around him as his furry sought an outlet, "I just tore the feth through a half ton of droids, wade through enough blood to fill a river, saw two dozen naked whores get shot to hell, and got shot at and assaulted by damn soldiers who's brains I splattered across the wall. So if ye are feelin' like testin' me tin can, go right ahead. Just keep in mind," he pulled an EMP grenade from his pocket and depressed the power switch, "When I let go of that button, ye going to droid hell."

[member="Miss Blonde"]
[member="Cyrus Falcor"]
[member="CreativeDroid123"]

 

[Cyrus Falcor]

Sweeping the droid off his back after taking cover with Blonde, Cyrus rose to see the blood oozing out from under the fallen shuttle. A smile creeped in under the mask of the Surgeon. Blonde gave him a pad on the back and pride swelled in his chest. Noticing the wound to Blonde's leg, Cyrus swapped a capsule on the Stinger and offered the blue liquid known instantly as Bacta to her.

As the trio of heroes walked towards the lift, the doors opened and the droid Cyrus had noticed earlier was standing inside quivering like it was alive or something. Then James took Cyrus' idea of stepping in front of Blonde. Though, thinking now, James had armor, Cyrus had a mask.

Stupid Droid Cyrus thought to himself. Even though James was in control of the scene, a pistol was still at the ready in the Surgeon's hand, in case things went sideways....again...


[member="James Justice"] [member="Miss Blonde"] @CreativeDroid123

 

[CreativeDroid123]

IG-88E admitted defeat, but absolutely needed a way out of this mess. "Look, wise guy, all I ask is that you simply leave me alone and let me out of this place. If that request is too much, that's your own stupidity and ignorance. And EMP may be able to weaken me... but who said I wanted to fight you?" Just about then, IG-88E jumped onto the ceiling and desperately climbed above the criminals. He dropped himself down to a ship in the hangar, quickly got in, and lifted off. He moved so fast that the gang couldn't catch up, and he prepared to finally escape from this place. He said over the PA system, "You hardened outlaws better consider this mercy. Even if it's something you lowlifes will never have yourselves!" He then prepared to leave, hoping for dear life that they didn't have some method to stop his ship.

 

[Miss Blonde]

Miss Blonde actually cringed at the droid who was talking to them and waving it's gun around like they were the big man on campus, not because of all that of course. But because they thought it was a good idea to get into one of the old and probably not functioning ships attached to the hanger walls, and then talk a bunch of crap acting like they were about to escape into space. But little did he know that he was as stuck and stranded as they were.

If and it was a long shot of an if, if the primeval ship somehow even functioned, they would have to fly out of the hanger, from the ship that was traveling at light speed. Now Miss Blonde didn't need to be the one to tell him this, but when you exited a ship that was traveling at that speed from a ship that wasn't, death was pretty much one hundred percent guaranteed. This was why Miss Blonde didn't have the brilliant idea of boarding one of the ships to leave, because she'd of exploded the moment they left the hanger. But wait, what if you decided to lightspeed out of the hanger?

Again that would of been a monumentally stupid idea to do so. The force from traveling in two opposite directions would of crumpled the dropship into tiny little pieces of space dust. So the droid had pretty much one choice, stay and wait for the professionals to resolve the situation then leave. Or become space dust, either way Miss Blonde really didn't care.

Now as for her she just rolled her eyes under her helmet and escorted, Cyrus and James into the turbolift and pressed a button that closed the doors behind them and shot the lift up towards the command deck.

"Thank you Cyrus but I'll be ok. I just need to walk it off." She said to the man not really wanting to take the mystery syringe filled with who knows what. It was a general rule of thumb.

"Okay so when we get up there the plan is to not shoot everything on sight. There's a lot of equipment we're going to need in order to get this ship turned in the right direction. If you the guy who doesn't die, don't kill him. I need him alive. Other than that, pick your shots and stay calm." Blonde grabbed her pistol from its holster as she spoke to them, hopefully ready for what came when the door opened.

When it finally slid open there he was, the man who just didn't die standing ten meters in front of them with a squad of heavily armed battle droids around him. Unlike his other personas this one was dressed in an expensive suit and held a cane in his hands using it to of course lean on as he fixed a bowler hat atop his head.

"You want to tell us your name?" Blonde said with a very tired tone that emphasized just how fed up she was.

"John. But everyone just calls me Johnny, and I have a proposition for the three of you." Johnny said with a wild grin stretched across his face.

"Spill it." Blonde cocked the hammer of her pistol back in case the man wanted to try something.

"Alright, yeah. As you probably noticed this ship it ain't mine, well not originally. It's from a little place in the Chiloon Rift deep within the nebula. Now there's a very bad man there who needs to be stopped, and you three have shown me that when you set your minds to something there's not a lot that can stop you. So, we take the ship to the Rift and you boys help me take down Vladimir, yeah?" Johnny gave his offer over to the team and smiled afterwards.

"And what do we get in return?" Blonde asked.

"You get this ship, and a very very special ship yard. And I get the satisfaction of watching that Karker die." Johnny tilted his head and hoped the pot was appealing enough for the crew of gangsters.

"I'm in, guys?" She said looking to James and Cyrus waiting for their response.


[member="James Justice"] [member="Cyrus Falcor"] [member="CreativeDroid123"]

 

[CreativeDroid123]

IG-88E's ship powered down and fell back into the hanger, much to his dismay. "Tch. Mediocre escape attempt. Well, this place is still at warp anyway. Is there any way out of this mess?" He saw the robbers go into the turbolift, relieving him- for the moment. "If these thugs come back, I'll be prepared." he said. He set many deadly traps around the hanger, including two custom land mines next to the turbolift they used. He also modified his broken ship's weapons systems to aim for anyone who matches the data- data of which was downloaded into the controls from the droid's memory of each robber. IG-88E, not susceptible to noxious gas, sent canisters spraying it all over the hanger. "Let's hope for their sake they don't decide to come down here. Nobody will keep me helpless for long."

The IG then waited for them to come back into the literal death zone. Knowing where his traps were, he was sure not to set off any capable of damaging him. He eavesdropped on their bargains with their quarry on the command floor, and said over the ship's PA, which was now connected to a ship-wide channel, "I admit, escape is futile. You thugs sure know when to be dumb thieves and when not to. Good thing. Though you outnumbered me, and sent me running, if your leader was on her own, she would be running off screaming like a little girl who was recently jump scared! I saw her look of fear- yet the rest of you engaged me much more confidently. If your leader is such a chicken, then why allow her to be your leader? Why not target her for a robbery like everyone else you targeted on this blasted ship? Because obviously, she wouldn't be able to handle it at all!" He enjoyed mocking people into losing their temper. He knew from experience that fear and anger allow some people, especially criminals, to make stupid decisions. He no longer had this artificial adrenaline rush that made himself equally stupid... now it was time for strategy.

 

[James Justice]

James gave a slight shrug, "I don't see why not. Always game to go kill another bad man."

The more bad men who died the better the galaxy would be, the safer his children would be. He shifted his head to the side, "One thing, either way I make no promises ye will still be alive when this be over." he didn't exactly feel this man was solidly on the level either.

The voice of this stupid as dirt droid came back on the comm. It said something about fear and Blonde being a coward. James honestly laughed. Out loud, and his writer did too when he read this sorry monologue. He had been working with Blonde for years now. So long in fact he knew her better than most of the others she ran with these days. They had fought through hell and back, against hordes of blood thirsty killers, conspiracies on their control world, and taken over beskar mines. Honestly if there was one thing blonde wasn't, it was cowardly. And if there was one thing this vigilante was, it was out of patience. He gave the droid a chance to live but it chose to keep on getting in their way.

"Rule one," James shouted back tossing his EMP grenade down the air vent, "Don't mess with James Justice." he watched on the security cams as it landed right in the hangar where the droid made his stand and went off shutting down all electronic devices in the room. That included all doors, droids, ships and electronic guns.

"Rule two," james shouted tossing three thermal detonstors in, "If he shows you mercy, take it." the three explosions rocked the ship. The temperatures of the blows reached the four digits, enough to melt solid durasteel. "And pray he never sees you again."

James worked kinks out of his neck before drawing a fresh cigarette to light and smoke.

"And stay dead," he muttered. For the droid's sake he hoped it stayed that way. There were far worse fates James could deliver on a tin can than a couple of thermal detonators and an EMP.

Spoiler

[member="CreativeDroid123"]
[member="Miss Blonde"]
[member="Cyrus Falcor"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

"Do you mind?" Blonde asked Johnny as she took off her helmet.

"Go for it." Johnny said in retort as Blonde moved over to the command console.

Miss Blonde figured that James' tactic of destroying the droid wasn't going to help anyone, so this was the next best thing. Pressing a few buttons on the command console she pulled the ship out of hyper space, turned off the ray shield on the hanger door, and vented the drop ship and the droid out into space where he could leave them and make their way back to whatever cesspool they crawled out of.

Now that the deed was done the ship jumped back into hyperspace and left the droid behind. As for Miss Blonde she looked over to everyone and gave them a firm nod. It needed to be done. Now it was time to get to work and hit the Chiloon Rift.

But before that would happen she had a few calls to make.

"It had to be done, he was really annoying. Anyways, let's get started." she said with a clap of her hands.

[font='Georgia] To Be Continued [/font]​

[member="James Justice"] [member="Cyrus Falcor"] [member="CreativeDroid123"]

 

[CreativeDroid123]

IG-88E was not prepared for the EMP grenade, but it only weakened him rather then destroying him. The detonators blew the land mines, but that was it, and the droid was far away from the explosion. The EMP also destroyed the hanger's doors connections from any remote activation, so he was never ejected. "Hey, still here! If you think a single grenade could stop me, you must be more cocky then anyone here. If you wanted to show me mercy, you should have spared me the ignorance! Your tiny detonators also were too far to damage me! Wondering why you cannot send me into space? Because EMP ruins every electrical system, not one! HA! You people just make me laugh. Criminals think they are so smart! But if they break laws, they are equally stupid to a psycho who lost control!" He then realized mocking them wouldn't be as good as he thought. They are for sure to come down here, and use his slowed state from the EMP as an advantage. If they have gas masks and sensors that detect bombs, they might be able to.