Explosions

[Oka Osaa]

The day wasn't going great for Oka. A large fleet of pirates, maybe an armada, started attacking his cruiser. It was a large ship but a fleet could probably take one down. He had four squadrons available but the pilots were busy down on the planet below receiving combat training. Against, it was going bad. He had his crew and everything but that wasn't enough. The pirates were doing a full raid. Over his comlink, Oka said, "Close the hangars." while running towards the bridge. "Sir, they're jammed. We can get a repair m-" the crew member was cutoff by Oka saying, "There's not enough time."

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

Keira wasn't sure what she was doing piloting a ship she'd "borrowed" from the hangar of whichever planet she'd ended up on. Nor was she exactly certain how she'd ended up skirting around what appeared to be a skirmish between one cruiser and a large fleet of pirates. But she was there regardless, and now wasn't the time for idle thoughts. Not nearly skilled enough to engage the thugs in the air, she made her way relatively unscathed through the fray, landing somewhat haphazardly in the open hangar of the cruiser. Normally she wouldn't be one to land in an unidentified ship without some prior knowledge, but she'd sensed a light presence aboard, and something inside of her knew the man was a Jedi, or as close as one could get without belonging to the Order.
A rogue and an exile of the Jedi herself, the Padawan wasn't expecting too warm of a welcome, but she hoped this one wouldn't be as quick to kill her as the pirates would have. If not, well...she had her lightsaber, and the skill enough to use it, along with the aid of the Force should things go particularly awry.
Keeping the hood of her brown robe lowered she exited her ship and began making her way out of the hangar to the bridge, where she'd last sensed the other Jedi heading to. If he was anything like her, upon feeling the foreign presence he would redirect his route to coincide with the hangar. Otherwise she'd meet him on the bridge.

[member="Oka Osaa"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

When Oka started commanding his crew to fire upon the larger ships, he felt something, no someone. Someone with the force, have entered the ship. Through the hangar? Most likely. "Captain, keep firing. I believe we have been infiltrated." he commanded running out of the bridge towards the hangar as the Captain nodded. It wasn't a dark side nor light side feeling. Maybe a rogue like him? Maybe although some consider him a Jedi fully.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[Keira Priest]

'Here we go.' Having sensed the man approaching she stopped at the entrance to the hangar, hands hanging loosely at her sides, her breathing slow and even despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins at her narrow escape of the pirates and the prospect of any sort of combat with this man. Chances were he was Knight level or higher, perhaps even a Master of the few splinter cells that the Jedi had spawned recently in the galaxy. That would certainly give the pirates a conceivable reason to attack in such large a number, if they expected a Master of the Jedi.
Keira kept her gaze trained steadily on the man as he approached, noting the way he moved and any weapons he may have had on his person, studying his face carefully for any sign of danger while scrutinizing him through the Force as well. He wasn't registering as a threat to any of her senses, but in this day and age one could never be so sure.
Instead of making any introductions that would have likely eased the tension of the situation considerably she remained silent, the fingers of her left hand, her sword hand, twitching subtly as she regarded him. Most like he was just as curious as she was as to what exactly was going on.

[member="Oka Osaa"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

He sensed the force user closer as he came to the corner leading to the hangar. He grabbed one of his sabers just in case they would engage quickly or if they would even engage. Coming around the corner, he saw a girl. A young woman more precisely. Oka slowed down and didn't go any closer to her. "Uhh... hi." he said hesitantly. This was defiantly a surprise to him.

[member="Keira Ticon"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Oka Osaa"] [member="Keira Ticon"]

Location: On board Oka's ship
Objective: Full fill contract to pirates.

As fate would have it a few dropships had slipped past the enemies defenses and landed in the opposite hangar of Oka's ship. The pirates of the Blazing chains had offered her quite a contract, thousands of credits and a slice of the booty. So here she was.

As they stepped off the dropship ramp the pirates all charged down the door, before eating blaster bolts to the face. among them Lisa moved cooly forwards, multidirectional goggles giving her a 180 view of the scene in thermal as well as real time video.

On her back were twin green lightsabers, at her side two Submachine gun's and on her front was where she kept her poison daggers. the real weapon of her choice was her silenced slughtrower sniper rifle. The big gun came up as she walked down the hallways, switching between targets.

The pirates became bogged down with the crew of the ship, fighting sword to sword and hacking each other apart. Lisa kept moving unloading fifty caliber slugs into any targets of opportunity.

Pffft
Pfft

The barrel smoked as her quick fingers laid into the trigger, smearing blood and gore across the bulkheads with each shot.

"Push forwards!" Screamed the quartermaster, rallying the raiders.

Lisa took a knee, dropping her empty mag and hefted another one ready to reload as the carnage waged on....

 

[Keira Priest]

No weapons were fired right away, that was a start. No one had made a move to attack her just yet either. By her standards, things were shaping up to be decent enough already. There was still a bit of explaining to do as to what exactly she was doing on his ship, how she'd found her way into the scrap in the first place, and who she was. That last part was always a bit of a hindrance. More often than not, revealing her identity as a Jedi - or rather, a former one - was tedious at best. The man might not have been one of the pirates, a dark sider or any other threat she could think of, but he still wasn't a friendly. Not yet, at least.
Taking a breath to steady herself Keira spoke, "Yeah, about all of this...I'm not exactly sure how I ended up here myself, to be honest. But it didn't seem like any of them," She gestured to open space where the pirates still remained, "Would welcome me near as warmly. I mean, I haven't been shot at yet." A pause. "I'm Keira. It's nice to meet you?" She phrased the last statement as a question, still unsure of how exactly their relationship would blossom.
And then another presence made itself known, this one vaguely similar to her own. Although aware of her Ticon heritage, she hadn't exactly made a conscious effort to reconnect with any family. But no one was to say this new individual, whoever they were, was even related to her.
Taking her saber in hand she made a gesture in the general direction of where she'd sensed the other presence. "I, uh...think we might have some more company."

[member="Lisa Ticon"], [member="Oka Osaa"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

Understanding the girl's situation, Oka spoke kindly. "Trust me, you're the least of my worries. Yeah... this is far from a pirate ship." he paused listening to all the firefight outside the ship. "Well it better be." he joked. "I'm Oka, its a pleasure." he finished walking towards her but stopping suddenly gripping his saber harder as she moved her hand with hers. Then he felt another presence too, neutral again. Gunfire was heard from within the hangar as Oka came closer to the entrance.

[member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Lisa Ticon"]

 

[Malachite the Shoki]

I had to admit, the inside of a ship that was being blasted to bits by pirates was not the best napping spot. The whole damn thing was shaking, and my brain felt like it was rattling in my skull. I punched open the air conditioning vent I was in, and dropped into a hallway. It was occupied by a man and a woman, both Jedi by their Force signatures. They seemed to be awkwardly talking, and I grinned at them.

"I'll just, um, go raid the fridge. You two kids talk."

Contrary to my words, I kicked a box over and sat on it, watching the two of them while my fur set on fire. I grinned even wider at the gaping pair, and waved my hand impatiently.

"Go on... Talk, already."

[member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Oka Osaa"] [member="Lisa Ticon"]

 

[Oka Osaa]

Turning to a fox, he shook his head. "I don't have time for talking. Another neutral force user is on board."
He said running into the hangar. Another rogue? Are you kidding me.. when you're a rogue you know your other rogues.

(Would mention but rushed this post )