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I always figured Kashyyyk was a Paradise (Kix Tal'Verda and Riletta Gaquier)

Kix Tal'Verda

Kixi - Tal'Verda Aliit'buir - Cereal Box Clone
The Gold Walk - Civilian Transport in the Orbit of Kashyyyk.
Prelude to the Bad Stuff

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Things were shaping up like any day in the lull for planet to planet travel from one end of the Galaxy to the other. The transport was beginning to lift off from one of Kashyyks larger spaceports, really the only that bussed travelers, scientists, and off-worlders. It was a smaller ship and carried perhaps ten passengers besides its crew. It was meant to take good paying customers from Kashyyyk to Onderon in a straight trip and was rather well renowned among the local human traders and wookiee hunters.

Aboard the ship sat a rather good sized warrior (whom was easy to identify as a Mando if one had the knowledge). He was rather well armed and fully armored, returning to his homespace from the south after a series of bounty jobs and bodyguard gigs. His bone-white armor deviated from the traditional Mandalorian style. It was an ancient piece of rig, one that was developed during The Clone Wars. The Katarn-Class rig, was however, painted with all kinds of Mandalorian symbols from his own clan's heraldry to that of Mandalore itself. The sinister T-shaped visor his people were know for was more square than most, more uniform and it glowed softly in the dim light of his side of the passenger hold with a vehement blue glare. Yet, for as intimidating as he could be he was rather sedate. Kix merely leaned in his chair with arms crossed, humming indistinguishably into his voice filter. His thoughts dwelling of home, a nice warm fire, his brothers to drink with, his father to visit and hear tales from. He was twenty-eight now, but he was always a kid in some respects, after all his body aged faster than his mind ever could.

Eventually he'd look up from his thoughts. His helmet would gaze at each member aboard the ship.

"Shaping up to be rather uneventful, eh?" Most averted from his gaze, though there were a few chuckles.

"No conversation? Even I get bored sometimes."

[member="Riletta Gaquier"]
 
[member="Kix Tal'Verda"]​
The Gold Walk - Civilian Transport in the Orbit of Kashyyyk.
She shifted in her seat, her back aching for the hours of travel. So much had happened in the weeks leading to this point that Riletta was at the point of wanting to get away and put her mind back on work. Kashyyyk, a place unknown to her, at least in the sense she had not visited, but she knew of the Wroshyr tree forests and longed to walked under their branches. At this point her thoughts went to her daughter, oh how she would love to see this place as well. The spiked vines plants and the famous Syren planet capable of eat an young wookiee whole. Seren and herself are used to such things of course, Felucia full of much dangers in this regard, one just had to know what to do.

A man sitting across from her, Mando by his 'dress', had grown tired of the dull silence of the ship, Riletta smiled. "Uneventfully is probably for the best considering we are flying", she commented in jest, but welcomed the break in the silence.

"Life has a funny way of changing that however". a little sadly this time.
 

Kix Tal'Verda

Kixi - Tal'Verda Aliit'buir - Cereal Box Clone
The Gold Walk
Preparing to leave orbit

Kix was mildly surprised as woman from across spoke up. He grinned not that she'd be able to tell with the plastoid buy'cee over his head. The bulky clone shifted in his seat and turned his visor to lock on the woman. He was silent for a few moments before speaking up: "As long as we don't get lost in the depths of space, I'd be fine. It gets cold out there you know." A hoarse chuckle echoed from faceplate.

A couple seconds later, however, something happened. The ship suddenly jerked violently and felt as if it had lurched. Alarm klaxons began to blare and the pilots voice echoed through the ship. "Trandosha-... W...- Being boarded." Before being abruptly cut silent. There was blaster fire that echoed somewhere in the ship. Whoever this Trandoshans where, they knew what they were doing and were working exceptionally fast. Kix would stand and pull a rifle quickly clipping an energy cell as people screamed and panicked around him. "We need to get to the escape pods!" Though no one seemed to heed him, they ran out various enterances in the haze of panic and loud roars and more blaster fire echoed somewhere else.

"Kark me running..."

[member="Riletta Gaquier"]
 
[member="Kix Tal'Verda"]

The words had only just escaped her mouth, when blaster bolts echoed through the ship, quickly followed by screams of panic and confusion. Riletta was no less confused however, she is not one for panic. She was on her feet as quickly as the Mandalorian however she possessed on weapon. The ship had been boarded, and with ill intent no doubt and Riletta was not going to argue against a sound plan to get to the escape pods.

Raising her hands, and yelling to the passengers to be calm, Riletta found little or no response to her pleas. Only a couple of people quickly made their way to the pods. She soon followed them, only grabbing what little possessions she had with her. A small bag with limited supplies, her main luggage in the storage bay, however she cared little for it now.

"Come on to the pods!" she yelled once more in hope some of them might hear.
 

Kix Tal'Verda

Kixi - Tal'Verda Aliit'buir - Cereal Box Clone
Kix stood in the center of the room and watched the doors as the few passengers heeded the professor's voice. A door opened and a loud hissing roar sounded afterwords that was cut short by the repeated sound of shots that rang from Kix's blaster.

"Well, that's one lizard with a cooked face." He grunted and then reloaded the weapon's energy clip before looking at the professor. "You run and I'll shoot." He chuckled and then stepped backwards towards the door leading to the pods and the hallway beyond. As he did so the ship's lights flickered into death and were replaced by a the vehement glare of red emergency lights.

[member="Riletta Gaquier"]
 

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