Alarms.
Blast it.
Mira didn’t hesitate, instead she burst past [member="Coren Starchaser"] and headed towards a mechanical entrance in the rear of the Casino. To her surprise, Pixel was already there and accessing the dataport. It took her a moment to look down at her BB unit and then to the door and then back down at Pixel. She opened her mouth to say something but didn’t bother – it took him a moment of manipulating before the door opened with a grind and a hiss. Thick plumes of black smoke would billow from the door from the explosion? Fire? Whatever the hell was going on inside that was causing the chaos above ground. She knelt down next to Pixel and gently patted the dome of the droid. “Going to need my stuff now buddy.” The droid warbled something that Mira didn’t quite catch but he complied anyway. A compartment opened up in the front of the BB unit and out came both lightsaber hilts. Mira chuckled softly and withdrew both of them before running her hand back and forth over the white and blue dome of Pixel. “Thanks.”
She stood up and clipped both sabers to her hip and slid them around to her lower back. Mira took a moment to focus, drowning out the chaos surrounding her – she would open herself up to the Force. The ripples of confusion and fear were deafening, but the comfort of the Light was presence and amplified through her saber. She inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly and then took another final breath in before turning and entering the smoke filled doorway. Her eyes remained closed as she listened to the Force, letting it guide her through the maintenance tunnel. She knew if she opened them, she would be blinded by the smoke and if she were to breathe – well, she’d pass out from smoke inhalation. The corridor was pixelated with blue and white flecks of energy, an occasional burst of red that denoted chaos coming from somewhere close by. She could feel the fear and confusion from the people beyond, flakes of red and vibrant orange emanating from beings meters beyond where she was walking. She could only assume that is where it was all coming from, but she wasn’t concerned with the security at the moment – no, she was headed down.
The maintenance corridor had a stairwell that led further down into the Casino and down that stairwell was a door which led to the vault room. She would rush down the stairs, keeping her focus upon the Force until she rounded the third flight of stairs and ran into two guards – each well-armed.
A Weequay and a Rodian….
Well, that just took things to a different level now didn’t it?
Luckily for Mira, the smoke was traveling upwards and wasn’t as present down in the lower levels as she might have anticipated. Mira opened her eyes and exhaled sharply, gasping for air as both hands came to the railing of the staircase. “Nessh mufrenesa lenika wald!” She said abruptly towards the Rodian, trying her best to speak Rodese. The Rodian replied in some dialect she didn’t quite understand, most likely not buying it as he raised his blaster pistol. Mira groaned loudly as the Weequay approached and placed a hand upon her arm, he’d grip it tightly and pull her upright.
“Hey, hey, that hurts!” She exclaimed, looking at the grip of her arm and then the Weequay. He merely sneered and turned to the Rodian. “Prevaro ropal thuku?” The Rodian let off a laugh and the Weequay turned to give Mira a toothy smile.
“Eh, I don’t like the look of that…” She grimaced. “Welp, boys, playtime is over.” And once he cocked his head, she cocked her knee – right into his groin. It didn’t take a shipwright to figure out what happened next. As the Weequay cried out and toppled backwards, the fearful Rodian brought the blaster to level off with Mira - but she was already moving. Her left hand would reach out to grab the wrist which held the blaster, while the right hand pushed the Weequay backwards, using his own momentum against him. Pandemonium would ensue as Mira pushed the aim up and over her left shoulder, a blaster bolt being fired off just a few inches to her left. She failed to flinch, bringing her right knee up and into the stomach of the Rodian, causing him to buckle into her. At this point, it became a struggle for dominance and the control of the blaster as Mira struggled to hold the left hand up while fighting to keep his right at bay from her face.
Wild punches would be thrown, some landing against her shoulder, some against the side of her face – but she brought her head in close enough to where they would make minimal impact to her focus. As he drove his fist down, she’d drive her knee up, again and again. Each impact would bring him closer and closer to the ground or so it seemed. She could feel the grip weakening on the left side while the punches on the right began to feel like slaps against her. His energy was being wasted between struggling and trying to throw useless blows – as well as taking hits to the stomach. It would take another hard, well driven strike to the stomach before the Rodian finally gave in – buckling for a moment, struggling against the darkness and then finally collapsing against her form.
Without realizing it, Mira was sweating and breathing hard as she let go and stepped away from the alien. Her hands were shaking violently – and her adrenaline was pumping through her veins. Her mouth felt as dry and parched as the sands of Jakku. A moment later, it dawned on her why she was here.
‘One of them must have a keycard…’ She thought as she knelt down and began searching the two guards.
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