Faction We Go Where Eagles Dare [Kraken Coalition]

[Aela Cohn]

Aboard the Crusader-class Corvette Evening Star
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The celebration the night before had taken quite the toll on Aela as she roused from her sleep to a cabin that had been wrecked by the festivities. Her multicolored mop of hair looked like it was windblown by an airlock and she had bags under her eyes from the rough sleep she had managed to get by way of passing out completely. She wiped the drool from her face as her bleary eyes adjusted to the dim light she looked around and down, noting that she was in a bed with two other women in various states of undress. "Nice, that's what I'm about." she said to herself, getting out of the bed and going to the refresher to try and get her head screwed on straight. This was one hell of a hangover and it felt like this was just going to be one of those days.

Going through the traditional morning ablutions, Aela dressed herself and walked through the ship to the mess. The crew was in high spirits and it was an infectious joy that even bypassed her normally unhappy waking mood. They had succeeded in another daring attack, this time taking prisoner one of the chief executives of the Intergalactic Banking Clans. That meant a big ransom, and maybe even a bounty that was on her head being canned as part of the negotiations with the Muuns.

Food was not in the picture at the moment, as her stomach had yet to really settle. She must have had far more to drink than she normally would, but overhearing who the prisoner was in her walk more than justified her elation. Instead of was just a stiff coffee and a few painkillers to try to level her head out so she could figure out where to go from here with such a valuable prisoner. Things were looking up, and that was just the beginning. This area of space seemed pretty well suited to the new profession she had chosen to take on and her experience in CorSec gave her plenty of insight into how law enforcement would try to track her down.

Aela made her way to the bridge where things were just as well calm and collected. Hot drink in her hand she sat in the throne-like chair she'd installed just for herself. The Corellian leaned her head back and sat there letting the painkillers do their slow work. Relaxation was the prescription for the time being and the bridge crew knew it. They just went about their work, her second-in-command delegating things in the standard affairs of keeping a corvette class ship operating. Protocol droids were certainly good at delegating and giving orders after all, and T-420 was an expert in handling herself in a pirate crew. For now though, it was just a nice slow cruise through space to figure out where to hit next.

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[Xyoz Maji]

They had a thing to prove. Not the coalition. Xyoz and his crew. As the newest members of the Coalition, and ones that hadn't even bothered to name their ship yet, why not send them to deal with the trouble that had come up? Being a pirate was never a bad thing. To the Krakens. Provided you signed up for the news letter or whatever it was Xyoz had signed up for. What exactly did he sign?

Wait, did he sign anything?

He blinked slowly, staring out as hyperspace covered the windows of the bridge. His ship, a Serenity Assault Frigate, sped right for a specific destination. Piracy was fun, he'd learned. But when you targeted someone big, people noticed. People made mention.

People had trackers.

Bounty hunters galore were likely going to go after this banking clan whatever. But these were Kraken waters. No one could just get in without fear of being raided and shot down. So when a ship showed up on the radar with both the bounty in mind and wasn't marked as a Kraken, what could he do? His first mate stepped up beside him. A hulking Wookie, towering over even Xyoz.

"<We should be dropping shortly. Any words for the crew?>"

Right, he was captain. Xyoz cleared his throat as he stood up, turning towards the group.

"Don't get killed, and try not to kill them. Good pirates are hard to come by." He cracked a grin, and they laughed. Behind him hyperspace ended and they emerged close enough to the ship. He turned his gaze, his faintly glowing orange eye focusing in on their prize.

"Now let's get to raiding the raiders."

Aela Cohn

 

[Aela Cohn]

Alarms. Aela was already feeling the headache dissipate until that happened. Someone had exited hyperspace close to her vessel. "Of course. Of course someone would show up when I'm trying to stave off hangover nausea." she said with an audible venom. The Corellian got up from her seat and hit an open channel as quickly as she could. Talking usually got a lot of things out of the way and she was great at loving the sound of her own husky and smooch voice.

Before anyone answered the rest of the ship was already in alert and going to stations in the event of a fight that they had not initiated. "No, ma'am. We understand you're working off a hangover but we've dropped out of hyperspace uninvited to make your life more difficult." she said mocking whatever was on the other end with an official sort of voice. "You see, we understand that you are in space and on a ship and therefore according to statute 8.1 section 3 we're going to have to irritate you to the point of high blood pressure and an even worse headache than before."

"T-420 get that damn communication link live before I lose my mind." Aela said with her voice growing louder. She had projection and power with that voice and could most likely be heard in a large auditorium without a microphone.

"Yes captain. I am working as quickly as my servos allow." the female programmed droid answered back.

Aela looked back at the panel that she had pressed a button on to be greeted by a new cup of coffee. "420 when did we install a coffee machine on the bridge?" she asked taking a drink of the stiff black liquid. Strong, suited best for hangovers.

With the communication channel opened now, T-420 turned and answered, "After your last excessive celebration following the seizure of a slave ship when you freed the entire cargo. You requested specifically in your hungover state that a coffee maker be put on the bridge so you can kill your hangover with caffeine as you so eloquently stated."

"Smart ass..." she whispered to herself while rolling her eyes at the smug droid. She had learned all too well how to match a Corellian snark for snark. In the open communication channel though, she spoke loudly and with purpose, "If you have come to give me your cargo feel free to drop it out of the secondary lock and I will have the crew salvage it. If you came to join my crew then applications for a second-in-command are closed as the position has been filled quite effectively. If you're here to pay homage to my greatness then feel free to open a channel of your own and regale me with compliments while I bask in your adoration. Any other reason and you have about five minutes to tell me what the hell you want before I vaporize you and scatter your fancy ship across the rest of space."

Xyoz Maji

 

[Shai Maji]

"I'd suggest you put your crew on red alert. If these guys are as good as everyone is ravin' about, then you don't wanna be caught by surprise." Shai's voice spoke up from the bridge entrance as her heavy footfalls closed in from behind. After the little standoff she had with Xyoz and his new friends, she decided to come along for the ride. It was her idea to give him something to do, anyway, she might as well see what he'd been up to.

Resting a hand on his chair, she watched his crew work with a surprising precision as they readied for what was to come. "Where the hell did you even find these guys... and where the hell did you find one of my ships?" She asked him with a perplexed look on her face. "Do you even know what the ship can do? Hold up... do you even have a name for it?" She raised an eyebrow as she glared down at him with an unimpressed look. Now she had to add "stealing Ironworks property" to the list of reasons why she wanted to beat him into a pulp. He was lucky that it was a short list.

They finally dropped out of hyperspace and Shai kept quiet as she watched Xyoz take the lead. It was his ship. She wouldn't intervene unless he either asked or messed up to the point where they were in danger. The other ship came into view and Shai hoped that he was savvy enough to at least have his shields raised. The comms came to life with an open broadcast from the other ship. Judging from the scanners, it wasn't all that scary to begin with. That alone made her wonder what the crew of that corvette was capable of. She listened with a smirk forming as the captain of that ship spoke with a confidence that made her feel humble. "... Sounds like a kid on the other end." She commented. "Make sure shields are on and you at least got a lock on 'em with the ion cannons. If you wanna take them in one piece, I'd suggest that and light turbos or lasers if they wanna play hard to get." Her arms folded across her armoured chest as she watched the other ship.

Looking back to Xyoz, she waited to hear what he had to say in return... if he remembered to open a channel of his own. It wasn't her intention to bash on his authority too hard, but he wasn't exactly known for his expertise with technology. There was a reason why she tried her hardest to teach him all those years ago...

Xyoz Maji Aela Cohn

 

[Xyoz Maji]

"Shai! Good to see you on boa- Uh. I- Wait no I-" Shai's appearance had an immediate effect, and the whole crew knew it. Anyone could tell, really, cause his tail started to wag. He'd gotten a lot of his senses and thoughts back after Shai Maji had found him in that feral state. It was.. A process to say the least. And his crew knew never to leave raw meat out. It was either cooked immediately or put away in the fridge under lock and key.

Xyoz's tail immediately drooped as he got a lecture on how to run the ship. No, he didn't have a clue what he was doing. Really, even he wondered why the crew had made him captain. The reason? No body wanted to be in the line of fire. Especially when there were folks like the (EX)EMPRESS OF THE SITH on the Coalition's council. Xyoz was just a figurehead to keep attention off the rest.

Or at least, at first that's all he was.

"<Shields are already up. We're getting the harpoons loaded as we speak, and Ion cannons are charging.>" Tefehr, the ever faithful first mate Wookie chuckled at Xyoz's demeanor before slapping him on the back. Shai was right though. It did sound like a kid. The Sangnir lifted up his com, grinning wide as he stared out at the other ship. He knew just how to deal with a kid like this.

His words, however, never made it to Aela Cohn . He forgot to hit the on button. Some minute passed before the channel was actually opened. "-So you'd better just give up now, kid. .. What do you mean I didn't have the channel open. Wha- WHY IS IT OPEN NOW! I- Ahem. .. It's still on, right?

Okay good. Right. Kid on the other end. We're gonna board you. Probably take all your stuff. Your ship. Your life. Or- You're good at raiding. Hittin' the baking cla- What do you mean it's banking. What the hell is a bank!? .. Oh. Uh. Right. Yeah, that's actually a pretty good catch. I- Look, I don't wanna kill ya. I'm here to bring you to the Kraken's and have ya join. Or kill ya if you refuse cause you're in our wate- space." The com is muffled, but he can still pretty clearly be heard. "I like saying waters. I'll have you know I was a pretty good sailor Tefehr!"

The com is unmuffled.

"Kid why don't we just talk in person. Turn off your engine and shields so we can board, or we'll turn em off for ya." He clicked off the com, yes he actually clicked it off, before looking towards Shai immediately. Hoping for some kind of approval. He'd regained a lot of his former self, but he was still a pretty simple guy.

 

[Aela Cohn]

"Hold on a moment while I double check my star charts." Aela said with an annoyed muffle. Water? Space, it was space. Baking clan? She was dealing with a bona fide moron with more power than he probably should have had with a ship that size. Frigate though it was, the Crusader-class was a Mandalorian design and that meant it was armed to the teeth. "Okay so after checking my star charts it occurs to me that we are near the Hydian Way in the Outer Rim Territories. It doesn't say anything here about Kraken Space. Last I checked space was about as free as it could get without being on a totally abandoned rock. Did they rename the area to Kraken Space?" she asked in her standard smart-ass way. This guy talked a lot for someone who didn't even know what a bank was...

Then the prospect of talking things through came out and Aela could not pass that up. "Does your mom know you're on the comm unit without her permission? Let's talk this out. I'd rather not have to kill you if I can help it. You sound like a nice kid so let's just get this under way. As you can see my ship has no hangar though, so how would you propose that I talk to your captain? Do you plan to come aboard my vessel? Should I come to yours? Maybe we could go find a nice beach somewhere, talk this out over a couple of non-alcoholic drinks and mynock nuggets while I deal with your mother." she said showing zero fear of a bigger ship, and zero fear of some nebulous group that called themselves the Krakens. It seemed too on the nose to her, but she was not your average pirate and knew she was more than likely smarter than the people she came across out here that plied their questionable trade.

"Just agree on a meeting place and the conversation can start. You should know that I really like my steak cooked rare and my wine to be white if you're going to entertain me on your ship."

 

[Shai Maji]

It was likely a very cruel thing to get enjoyment out of seeing him squirm, but Shai couldn't help herself as she watched the instantaneous reactions from him. At least his first mate had everything under control as he brought her up to speed on everything going on. "Good job." She commented as she stood beside Xyoz, her gaze locked on the other ship.

Now it was his turn to speak... her expectations were exceptionally low already. And somehow his performance sunk even lower than her expectations as he blundered through his little speech to the other ship. She groaned softly as she covered her eyes with her hands to try and somehow evaporate from the painful moment. "Getting my arm shot off was less painful than this." She muttered to herself as he finally started to wrap it up. At least his conclusion wasn't too bad, that she had to admit. He looked up to her, hoping for some sort of approval from her. "Garbage speech, solid ending. We need to work on your comms skills. Luckily you're a better fighter than you're a talker." She admitted as she gave him a pat on his shoulder.

Her attention returned to the other ship as her captain answered Xyoz's hail. It was the kind of reaction she expected, and yet it still got on her nerves. "... I don't know if it's her voice or her attitude, but she's gettin' on my nerves." She commented. Looking to Xyoz' bridge crew she thought for a moment. "Flip the sensor scrambler, three or so other ships around her. Make her think she's boxed in with Krakens." Her voice was firm with her suggestion. Xyoz and his crew already karked up with the doctrine Shai designed the ship for. But they could still salvage it. And she was confident in the scramblers she got from Roble for situations just like this.

"I'd suggest you bluff away, their scanners will be freaking out with signals. If you want, give them one last warning if you really feel they deserve it. Otherwise, Ion and cannon or turbo, knock out their engines. Shake and bake 'em 'til they can't move then reel 'em in." She kept her voice low to try and not undermine Xyoz's position as captain of the ship. As much as she wanted to give him grief, he was their captain and he demanded their respect. And he could be damn sure she would back him up if they tried to muscle him around. She would still blow his head off afterwards, but she had his back.

Xyoz Maji Aela Cohn

 

[Xyoz Maji]

"I'm pretty sure this would be the type of person I'd kill." Annoyance filled Xyoz's face as he listened to the reply from Aela Cohn . "What the Kriff is a mynock nugget? It sounds horrid." He growled under his breath as he rubbed at his brow. Was this what it meant to be a captain? Having to deal with attitude? Though, would he respond any differently if he was being hailed by pirates?

He flinched at Shai Maji 's assessment. Yeah, it was pretty bad huh. But for her to be so blunt about it? .. No, that was very much her. He still pouted. And nodded. What she said made sense, at least as much as he could understand. He really needed to learn more on how to run a ship. But.. Bluff? "No need to bluff. If she'll meet, she meets. Asides, not like she can kill me."

Well, maybe not. None the less he grinned to the other Shistavanen. Sure, he was just making a fool of himself, but maybe him actually talking to this kid on the other end might at least show he's not complete trash at this pirate thing.

"Alright kid. I'll be over in a sec. We'll send ya some docking instructions. Follow em, or get shot out of the sky." He nodded once to Tefehr and the instructions would be sent. All things going well, his ship would be getting into position to set up shop on hers. Or they'd start blasting. Didn't matter either way to him.

 

[Aela Cohn]

Aela rolled her eyes. The contest of minds and words had been won by her it seemed, as he threw in the towel and agreed to a meeting. He framed it as a demand but she preferred to consider the moment a battering of the mind that he had given up in favor of actual negotiation. She could have gone all day with the way she was talking too, but this was a victory to her and nobody else would tell her otherwise. She nodded to T-420 to accept the docking instructions and to get things prepared.

The Corellian walked off the bridge and to war room. It was the most appropriate place to set up a meeting given that was the whole point of a war room. She brought up the star charts and highlighted the Hydian Way just to make her point that much more powerful when she informed him that they were indeed not in a place called Kraken Waters after all. It was short notice so there would be no food, but there were drinks brought out by one of the service droids in a neat little beverage cart. Tea, coffee, and several spirits were available, and she herself had a lovely cup of tea poured for herself while she hoisted her feet up onto the table with a laser pointer in her hand.

"T-420, go guide our guests. I'm sure they would like to have someone show them the way rather than being left to fumble around on their own. Make sure these rabble understand that they are not to go anywhere else without escort. This is my ship and I won't have some child get lost on it and push a button that they don't understand." she said with a dismissive wave.

The protocol droid would also have rolled her eyes if she was capable. "Yes captain." she said, going to the docking point to meet with their guests.

 

[Shai Maji]

Shai smirked at Xyoz's comment as she glanced down at him. "Mynock nuggets aren't bad. Some spicy seasoning and a deep-fried dough over it? It's amazing, I'll make some for you sometime." She commented, though a frown formed as she looked back to him. "Wait, no. I'm still angry at you, you can go order them somewhere." She followed up with annoyance as she looked away with a huff.

He seemed confident in his choice as he decided to meet with the girl, sending her docking instructions with a smile and a look in his eyes that she hadn't seen in a long time. It was quite surprising to see this much confidence coming from him. "Alright, I'm trusting you on this one. Looks like you got a good idea of what you wanna do." She admitted. "I'm coming over with you, though, I ain't leavin' you alone with that brat in a room. I wanna at least get a shot or two into her before you tear her apart." She grinned as she winked at him.

Once the ship docked, Shai slid her helmet on and walked with Xyoz to the airlock. A quick check of her pistols and suit systems then she was ready to head over to the other ship. "I'm curious to see what kind of rep Mandos still have... though I got a feeling that it won't be much of a reaction with an attitude like that." She commented as she walked beside him. "I dare you to morph into your 'negotiation' form on her if she starts throwing attitude and not rolling with the terms." She snickered as she slapped his shoulder.

Xyoz Maji Aela Cohn

 

[Xyoz Maji]

Wait, they might be good? Xyoz raised a brow as he looked towards Shai Maji . For a moment, he was smiling. Right. If she thought they were good they must be goo- oh and she's mad at him again. His smile faded but he nodded anyway. He'd try the nuggets at some point. The docking procedure wasn't something that was going to take long, given Aela Cohn actually went along with it. Was she really that cocky, or did she have some kind of plan for this?

There must be a plan. No one was that dumb. Well. Xyoz was that dumb, but he was also nigh unkillable.

Oh Shai was coming with. Worry and excitement filled his gaze. Excitement because, well. It was Shai. He always wanted to have her around. Worry because if things turned bad he was pretty sure Shai was going to use him as a shield. Even though she probably didn't need it with her armor.

She looked pretty good in that armor.

He cleared his throat as they entered the Corellion's ship. A droid escort? Fuck he hated droids. His eyes narrowed at the protocol droid, but for the sake of being peaceful he didn't just crush the damn thing. It was obvious he wanted to, though. "I might, depending. I don't wanna go around scaring kids if she's actually a kid though." He flashed Shai a grin before they entered the war room and came face to face with the captain.

Yep. Kid. Inwardly he groaned.

"Right. Here I am, kid. Lets talk."

 

[Aela Cohn]

The Corellian raised her arms while she remained seated, "Come, come, please have a seat. Help yourself to a drink. I am nothing if not a gracious host." she said turning the laser pointer toward the star chart, "But, first thing's first, I triple checked and as you can see right here we are definitely in the Hydian Way and not some place called Kraken Waters. It's okay if your map is different but given that this is the standard navigation suite for the galaxy I'm curious as to how you came up with that name. Granted it ultimately doesn't matter, in the end. We're here now to talk, so talk we shall."

Those familiar with Corellian traditions would recognize the yellow stripes on her pants as the class-2 bloodstripes, an honor earned by very few Corellians that indicates dashing bravery and signifies high importance and renown among the Corellian people. She was a military veteran but any decorum that was demanded by CorSec was disregarded now. Aela was barely even five feet tall, and yet she had the swagger and confidence of someone far bigger and stronger than she. "Now my dear friends, compatriots, strangers-in-arms, what could possibly be so important that they send you out after me? You're not supposed to be the ransom negotiators for the Muun I have held hostage are you, because that was some piss poor diplomacy. If the Intergalactic Banking Clan sent you after me then they must have no other options or they think so lowly of me that they would rely on unprofessional folks such as yourself to come gather me up and sweep me away to Kessel." she said, still seated with her feet up. This was as casual as it could get and she noted one thing though, "At least one of you is a Mandalorian. I can mark that up as something respectable."

Aela smiled and looked at the two regardless of whether or not they would sit and have a drink with her, "If you're looking for a leader though, then I commend you. You've made an excellent choice coming to me. I don't mean to brag too much, except when I do, but I am something of an expert. You look confused, unless that's just your normal face. Either way, allow me to elaborate for you. See, I cut my teeth in CorSec. The finest military outfit in the Core Worlds. I know what pirates do, I know how they operate, and I know how to deal with them. That might be what makes me so good at it myself." she said, sipping her tea, "Right now, you know, that docking procedure you transmitted to me. Well I did a little bit of code work. I know, shocking that I can be so talented, but a good pirate crew should have a slicer or two, right? Anyways, I have this button here, and if I wanted to press it, I could disable the life support on your ship and vent all the airlocks. Never enter negotiations without a stacked Pazaak deck friends."

The Corellian took her feet off the table and shook her head, "That would be needlessly cruel though. I could just disable your weapons and leave you disarmed. That seems more amenable to keeping negotiations. Regardless, tell me what it is you want out of me, and remember, I have precious cargo and precious little time. Let's get to the propositions before things drag on too long."

 

[Xyoz Maji]

Xyoz pretty readily took a seat and started absently munching at the food offered. They'd never satisfy, but he could at least mindlessly chew something as he listened to.. Was this some kind of presentation? He cocked his head to the side, watching Aela Cohn before turning his gaze to- Red dot. His ears immediately perked up, some kind of primal need to chance the pointer filling his body. He visibly tensed, looking like he wanted nothing more than to burst from his seat and chase the damn pinpoint of light before it could get away. He'd regained a lot of his mind, sure.

But he was still recovering from his time being feral.

It was obvious he was distracted. Too focused on the dot to hear what she was saying. Well, not that he cared. His understanding of modern militaries was practically non existent. His tribe had a hierarchy back in the day, but it was far from the rank and file he'd been trying to figure out. And yet-

"Anyways, I have this button here, and if I wanted to press it, I could disable the life support on your ship and vent all the airlocks. Never enter negotiations without a stacked Pazaak deck friends."

His orange eyes slowly panned back to the woman. He didn't know much. It was painfully obvious to him every day that he didn't. Tefehr. The others. They were what kept their ship afloat and running. Without them he'd just be drifting around in a metal box. Red tinted his faintly glowing gaze. A deep, feral red as he pushed up from his seat. His hands settled on the table, his claws digging into the metal. Shredding it as if durasteel was nothing more than paper.

"Let me clear something up. Kraken waters. Kraken space. It's not on a map. It's pirates, like me, who run this sector. We rob, we pillage. I was here to offer you a part of that little coalition. Protection from the others raiding ships from raiding you." He spoke calmly, but that quickly changed as his lips curled back. Teeth bared he growled out the rest of his words.

"If you harm my crew, there is nothing stopping me from ripping you limb from limb."

 

[Shai Maji]

Shai stood beside and behind Xyoz as he took a seat by the table, her gaze checking the girl and their surroundings for anything odd. Listening to what the girl had to say, Shai frowned as she watched Xyoz tense up with his focus seemingly completely focused on something else. Was he... staring at the red dot? She had to resist the urge not to smack him over the head as their host continued on.

The stripes on her pants struck Shai as odd. She was far too young for something like that. Best guess was that she scored the trousers on a raid. But then again, stranger things have happened than a young girl earning something like that. Her gaze moved back to her face while her visor remained unmoving, growing more and more annoyed with the girl. She was convinced that the girl simply enjoyed the sound of her own voice more than anything, though they got quite a bit of useful information out of her rambling. "Wish I could say the same." Shai muttered in response to the compliment.

The monologue finally seemed to get interesting as a smirk formed behind Shai's helmet. "I think you're mistaking CorSec for a different fleet." She quipped casually. Though Shai cringed when she threatened Xyoz with the lives of his crew. A snort escaped the Shistavanen as she rested her hands on the grips of her pistols. Xyoz did a fine job of making a point as well, she had to give him that. "Trust me when I tell ya, sis, you and your crew ain't getting out of here alive if you hit that button." She quipped. She kept quiet about the electronic countermeasure system, though. In all fairness, she was curious on what would happen if the girl hit that button. There was a reason why she got a contract on that suite from Roble. For moments just like this.

"Why don't ya stop actin' tough, sis? We're here to talk business, if we wanted to start a fight, we would have opened fire right off the bat." She leaned against Xyoz' chair as she spoke, a hand still resting on a pistol.

Aela Cohn Xyoz Maji

 

[Aela Cohn]

"I don't have to act tough, because I know that I am. I've fought and bled with with my men. I nearly died over Gus Treta to liberate the Inner-System Market Station from a group of brutal Zygerrian slavers. I saved my whole crew and the crews of four other ships disabling the automated defenses on my own. My reward was spending seven months in recovery and some class-one bloodstripes. I'd do it again too. When you're a leader you have to be prepared to die for your crew. They would die for you, so you have to be willing to do the same." she said, dropping into the most serious tone so far. Aela knew she was a hot shot and that's what really counted.

The Corellian stood up and walked around the table, "If you want me to join a union or whatever it is you're here to say, you just had to ask up front. It's a simple concept that folks like us are stronger together. I'm in, no questions asked. Having a group to watch your back is just basic strategy. From this day forward you can count on me to come to your rescue if it's ever needed. I certainly hope the same out of you. How should we seal this little arrangement?" she said talking more directly to the armored one than the apparent simpleton. Aela just used the laser pointer near the one that seemed more interested in it to keep his attention on it rather than on being mad about setting herself up with an advantage.

Aela shrugged, "So what is there some kind of secret handshake or what?"

 

[Xyoz Maji]

The laser pointer most certainly caught Xyoz's attention. He couldn't help it, no matter how much he wanted to. Something basic, something simple minded and feral, ever lingered in the back of his mind. His crew knew it. He was a simple minded creature from a time long past. No knowledge on how to pilot a ship. A figure head to keep the crew safe from the monsters that sat on the council.

They just never realized they put another on there.

"Secret handshake?" Xyoz went after the laser pointer, just as the Corellian wanted. He spoke calmly, though far closer to Aela Cohn than she'd expect. In the blink of an eye he'd moved, now crouched on the table. His maw casually wrapped around Aela's whole hand, his sharp teeth hovering inches from her skin. No living thing should of moved as fast as he had. The threat was obvious. "I could just take yours."

Shai Maji