Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

HK-50-01 wasn't sure he survived the 11 and a half hours of torture. If he had survived them , he would've not given up Delrick. Asides... I survived because I'm made to survive. Not because I had any willpower or courage. No no no , I would not have given him up had I survived it. And again , everyone hated him except Why'nn and Perhaps Connor. Why wouldn't Delrick hate him too? He noticed she kept tracing the symbol , probably because it comforted her. He was happy to oblige there - at least it was of some use other than a sign that he was someone else's property. And that was always a good thing..


The revelation that Why'nn hurt a corpse didn't bother him , either. He had done many things in anger in his younger days , before he became the broken and fearful droid he was now. He had beaten corpses unrecognizable on order before. Carved all sorts of symbols into them. Once he had even , on his own will , ripped fingers out of a corpse and stuck them in the being's dead mouth. When he beat Ja'Has to death he went above and beyond what he had to do , because he was angry. Besides... Scorching his face? Malak had a disfigured face. Stabbing him in the chest? It was a corpse. Better she got her anger on the corpse than hurt Mistress or herself. You can't betray dead men.. That's simply not how the Galaxy works. If you remain haunted by things like that... You'll end up a complete wreck of a being like I am. Apparently this disturbed her greatly - when her voice was soft and low volume it meant she was upset.


So he soothed her. He heated his plating to a greater degree and.. Since she was behind him , he just started intoning music to his voice. His voice was soft as well. "Pr- override. Why'nn , you desecrated a corpse. It's not an act of betrayal. Malak himself had a Disfigurement. And he was lord of everything in his time.. And as for stabbing him in the chest? I once ripped a being's fingers out and shoved them in the bodies mouth. In anger. Anger isn't a bad thing - it powers you. Better you take that anger out on the target of the anger than someone that just happened to be around, right? Listen to me. If you remain emotionally crippled by things that happened long ago , you'll end up broken like me. Remember that soldier I told you about once? The one that treated me nice , but was using me? I beat him to death. I beat him until you couldn't recognize him in any way except 'human'. I was ordered to merely cave his face in - but I felt he had betrayed me by bragging around that he was convincing 'the droid' - that would be myself - he was his master. So I beat him.. Beat him for an entire hour. Long past when I was told I can stop. I hated him. I felt betrayed and angry. It doesn't make you evil , or means you betrayed the person. Anger happens , Why'nn. I admire that you kept it to the being it was targeted at. And again... I love you too much and you are too wonderful - who would love a broken down , old droid like myself but you?- a person to do this to yourself. I love you - more than you ever will know.. I have only you- so does your mother , and so does Delrick , in the Unifying or whatever other kind of force he went off and joined."
 
Why'nn sighed at the lecture. He wasn't wrong, it's just she had never discussed it. "I've hurt many people... I've torn apart corpses but his is the only one that haunts me." But HK-50-01 was reiterating what her mother often said about anger. "You know... It's been 2,208 days since he died. I don't know why I keep track like he's going to just walk back into my life someday. The dead don't walk and his body was incinerated." Another sigh. "Let's just... Go to sleep."
 
HK-50-01 , despite knowing that she wouldn't hurt him and despite the fact that he wasn't scared at all , still lightly trembled every time she sighed. It wasn't any account of how he felt when she sighed - it was just his automatic reaction to anyone expressing displeasure to him. In fact he was both sure and unsure why she sighed - sure because it had to be because of her sadness , but unsure because it didn't sound like it was related to that. But it wasn't frightening to him , so he was able to cease the light trembling every time it began. He knew she had hurt many people - what Sith that deserved the name hadn't? He only cared that she had never hurt him - were she ever to he may well shake himself to peices and butcher himself.


But that would never happen to him. It was the same for him with the trooper - that corpse had haunted him occasionally since he had done it , three centuries ago. despite knowing he betrayed me... Maybe that's why Why'nn loves me.. I'm like her in some ways.. He HAD NOT been counting days since Ja'Has died - or since Delrick died. He filled those days with death and terror , respectively. But he had counted how many days he had known her - a number much higher than the days since Delrick died. He had known the body was incinerated - and known it was likely he himself who would've taken it had he not been busy healing. He had actually seen undead creatures , but those were mindless beings with only thoughts of destruction and serving their masters - he remembers them because they reminded him of his own predicament before he had been given Why'nn. He would've thought more , but going into standby mode sounded too good to him , especially in the Postion he was in with Why'nn. So he said one thing - "AntiGreeting : Good night.. I love you." And powered down to his standby mode state. He would remain heated for her , but he wouldn't be aware unless something happened to awaken him.
 
"Goodnight... I love you, too," Why'nn whispered. But she did not immediately fall asleep. She wasn't sure if she could. But here she was, snuggled up to her droid (yes, her droid, and someday she'd make her mother admit it) and that was peaceful (peaceful?) enough. She moved so her back was against his chest and watched the absolute nothing that was happening in the rest of the room. 'Should I watch it? No. Sc... Connor, his name is Connor, will hear it.' Even without HK-50-01's prompting, she might've apologized to him on this mission. She had been terrible to him, though the memory of the rancor pit brought a smile to her face. No, she did not get any sleep.
 
Time passed rather slowly, but Connor had done as he intended. He stayed with the controls of the ship the whole trip to Hoth. Once he brought the ship out of hyperspace, he threw open the comm for the ship and spoke over it. "Time to get up. We're making our approach onto Hoth." He closed the comm then stood from the chair. The autopilot would land the ship for him just fine so he went to go prepare. Now that they were on the planet's surface, he could get a more accurate scan of the area, and perhaps even find the cave. He moved over to a display in the main room of the ship and pulled up the new images of the planet and began to look them over.
 
Having asked him to wake her when they were halfway through the journey, Why'nn was grumbling a bit as she jumped out of the bunk. She scowled a bit as she entered the main room of the ship. "I told you to wake me up when it was time for my shift." Her arms were crossed as she approached him. Though her initial reaction was to strike out, possibly smack him on the side of the head, for ignoring her ...command? Request? Could someone be punished for ignoring a request? She had never been in this situation before. And it was odd... now that she was actively trying to be nice to him, trying to see him as a person instead of as a thing to be punished, she actually took a look at him. She'd grown up with this boy. He was in her mother's care before she was. How had she never actually looked at him? His expression was one of concentration and she moved to join him. "Anything useful?" She almost struck out at him anyway but stopped halfway through, instead resting her hand lightly upon his shoulder.
 
He continued watching the displays as she approached. "The dampners around the cave have been being repaired. Who ever told HK-50-01 all those years ago that they would destroy the cave lied to him. Someone knows that Holocron is there and they've been protecting it. The dampners were hiding a small energy shield. However, I can't see where the energy shield is so we'll have to rely on HK-50-01 to lead us to the cave." His look was severe as he watched the live images on the screen. "The energy signatures are coming from here," he said, pointing to a spot fifteen kilometers east of the ship. "Whether that's where the cave is, I don't know. That could just be the power generator for the dampners. If it's a power generator, we'll need to take it out anyway. We can't get in if the cave is shielded." He hadn't been planning on there being someone there to be protecting the Holocron. It could be the Republic with a few Jedi who came to find it. After a moment of staring at the screen, he looked at Why'nn. "I didn't wake you because I wanted you to get rest. You don't need to worry about me. I was able to get a couple hours of meditation."
 
HK-50-01 'woke up' like a projectile from a slug thrower , and before he could even listen to the rest of the command , his habituation took over. He started shaking and fell to his knees , not seeing Mistress but thinking she was there. "Plea : PLEASE WHY'NN ASKED ME - NO MY IDEA DONT HURT ME DONT HURT WHY'NN SORRY SORRY SORRY PLEASE PLEASE PLE- oh right.. Mistress isn't here..." So instead he got up and looked around , not seeing Why'nn. Apparently she had left before he ever awoke - somehow. He was operating slower the older he got - perhaps that was why.


Regardless he hurriedly attatched all his weapons and started for the cockpit/Control Room/Bridge. He entered it in the hunched over combat walk he hadnt engaged in in decades , and something about the fact that he was able to do so was extremely satisfying. Why'nn had her hand on Connor's shoulder , which brought happiness to him. This was after Connor had spoken of energy shields , however. His eyes were briefly orange looking at the sight , because Everyone he loved was happy - which would've been sad that only two people loved him or he loved back , but the droid was too tortured to think anything but of how lucky he was to have anyone at all.


Looking at the map he decided that he might as well point out the quadrant the cave was in. He began speaking , not authoritatively but much more commanding than he normally was. His eyes were yellow when he began speaking , however. "Information/Apologetics : firstly , I aplogize I wasn't here already. Habit got in my way.. Plus I'm actually rather old. Go to the solar facing , northwestern side of the planet - reverse side if it's not in the daylight hours. That's where the cave is. I kind of want to lie to you - please don't hurt me for saying that... Though I know you won't , Why'nn.. And actually I don't think you won't , either , Connor. I wanted to lie to you because I sort of want to lengthen the trip past one standard week.. I'm too happy with you two , without Mistress and PainTorture. But I don't want to displease her and have worse PainTorture when I get back , either. So to the northwest , solar facing quadrant we go. I can get more specific when we get down there."
 
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Why'nn glanced up as she heard HK-50-01 start shouting. "Hmm..." As he entered, in full gear, she smiled, then wound her arms around Connor's left, pressing herself against him. If she was going to be friendly, might as well have a little fun. "Thank you, HK-50-01, your information is very useful. I'm thinking your help will be instrumental in the success of this mission." 'And maybe Mother will back off from you for a while...' She continued holding onto Connor's arm as she looked at the images. "So we may have resistance... Well, a few corpses in the snow shouldn't upset anyone... As long as we're quiet about it."
 
For the first time in...well, forever, Connor managed to give a genuine smile at what Why'nn was saying. "I agree. I don't think it'll be too much of an issue. Though...if this power generator is connected to the shield and the shield is around the cave, we either need to split up or we need to make a stop before we go to where HK-50-01 says the cave is. We have no chance of getting through an energy shield without destroying its power source." Connor looked down at the girl who had constantly tortured him over the years, and watched as she began being more friendly toward him than he'd ever seen. He liked it, but he was still concerned as to whether she was being genuine. Either way, this was a big change, and even if it wasn't genuine, he'd continue enjoying it for as long as it lasted.
 
HK-50-01 enjoyed that she was embracing Connor with as much joy as she did HK-50 himself. And he brightened when she said he was being useful- superlatively useful! Oh yes yes yes I'm being useful and treated well I love this love everyone I'm so happy so happy! Maybe even if he was useful as Why'nn said , Mistress would hurt him less. That would be wonderful.. Suddenly everything seemed happier than it was even yesterday. His eyes actually changed orange - and stayed that way , the entire time. All my friends love each other love me I'm useful , superlatively useful INSTRUMENTALLY SO OH I LOVE LOVE LOVE EVERYONE THIS IS SO WONDERFUL!


His joy took a dark twist to it when she said there could be 'Resistance' to their efforts. He enjoyed combat , but had been denied it for years. He wanted so much to make these corpses she spoke of. Bringing back heads could please Mistress be more useful OH YES YES YES I LOVE THIS EXCELLENT WONDERFUL! It wasn't an issue at all to HK-50 - more of a bonus. He was going to avoid torture , be useful , be around people who loved him AND kill? This was the most magical combination he could think of - more than he could've ever dreamed or hoped of! He had an idea how to fix the Shield Generator issue - blow the roof in and come down blasting. He was sure they could make that work.


So he decided to suggest that , along with other happy ramblings. "Prefix Unavailable : OH YES YES I'M USEFUL THANK YOU THANK YOU! I've not been told I'm useful in years except as your caretaker oh this is joyous oh thank you thank you.. COMBAT TOO OH I WANT TO DO THAT! I haven't fought in years.. This exceeds any hopes I ever had this is so wonderful.. Calm down , HK-50! Here's an idea - I'm sure we could survive this and nobody would ever expect it. This enormous cannon I have here? Let's expend a full magazine in one blast and blow the cave roof open. Come down shooting anyone not buried under rubble. That would be excellent! I'm sure I could impress you if you would be so generous.. If I bring back heads of those I've killed mistress may hurt me less oh yes yes yes wonderful wonderful I LOVE YOU THIS SITUATION YES YES YES NEVER BEEN HAPPIER USEFUL INSTRUMENTAL COMBAT LOVE YES YES! HAHA! PUNCH IT , PILOT FRIEND!"
 
Connor listened to HK-50-01's idea and nodded. "It's a good plan but it could bury the Holocron. I really don't want to spend hours digging through snow and ice to find it. I think the splitting up option is the better plan. One team hits the generator and the other goes to the cave. Attack on two fronts simultaneously." Connor looked to Why'nn, then back to HK. It was a good plan, a very good plan but it could potentially lose them the Holocron if they weren't careful. There was only one other person who could break this little tie and she was currently clinging to his arm. "Why'nn, if you have a third suggestion or can break this tie, we're all ears."
 
He... smiled - smiled - at something she said! She looked up at him in surprise. Really? Was this something of a connection or... friendship forming between them? Well, she'd felt some sort of connection with him since she could remember. Perhaps that was part of the reason she struck out against him so much. Was this the kind of connection her parents had? A blush rose to her cheeks and she looked away as HK-50-01 began his joyous exclamation. Such a wonderful time, indeed. Why'nn had to smile at her friend's enthusiasm. But back to business, she made her face expressionless once more. "While HK-50-01's plan is good, I agree it could bury the Holocron. One team hits the generator, takes it out as well as any enemies that may be guarding it, and then joins up with the team heading into the cave." She crossed her arms, glancing up at Connor. 'And I want to see how we work together in a real battle since I modified...'
 
HK-50-01 was even more happy that they thought his plan was any good at all - every time he had suggested any plan at all he was severely tortured for even thinking he could order a superior , back to the Assassination Squad days. He wouldn't have minded digging for the Holocron , and could have been precise enough to avoid that - assuming the unlikely fact that they hadn't moved the Holocron. He also liked the idea of splitting up , but wasn't sure how that would work with an uneven number of three. I should go in the cave myself while they hit the generators - I want to have the first shots at the assumably large number of beings in the cave itself.


He would've said so but Connor had suggested they wait for Why'nn to speak , and so he did. He noticed Connor's smile but didn't think anything of it , and noticed Why'nn's blush- and had no idea what to think on that. However , Once again he was happy , overjoyed to know that they thought his plan was 'good' instead of hurting him for it , and wasn't at all upset the idea was given criticism. He assumed that Why'nn and Connor wouldn't mind if he went on first to the cave while they destroyed the generator and trekked to join him. He then looked to a reflective surface , and saw his eyes were orange for himself. If their good mood holds , anyway. But.. OH MY EYES ARE ORANGE AGAIN AND HAVENT CHANGED BACK! YES YES YES YES!


And so , overjoyed that his eyes were the proper color , he looked directly into both thier eyes and stated his ideas. "Pref-IDEAS : OH YES A NEW PREFIX! Oh.. Thank you so much SO MUCH YES YES THANK YOU.. Ahem. Thank you for not beating me like I always have been for suggesting any plans. That's the first time that's happened that way , actually.. Even back to the Squad days.. You're right. I could do it precise enough not to bury it - not that I personally mind digging - if it's still in the same


, exact spot. Which it can't possibly be. So Here's my idea. I want to go into the cave by myself while you two destroy the generators. I want as much combat as I can get. And I can save you guys at least a few hostiles if you so want. Also.. My eyes are orange. You hear that? They're the proper color. I never thought they would be , unless in fleeting moments like when you stroke my back. Anyway , please allow me to go into the cave alone. I'll survive , you know that - anything they could throw at me is a pop-detonator compared to what Mistress does to me. And besides... Do you think this massive repeater here won't dissolve anyone who tries to get close to me?" With that he raised the repeater over his head and lowered it repeatedly like a sand person , replaying such a howl - he knew it meant something , specifically 'YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD' , but neither of them would understand it - they'd just hear a bunch of howlScreams.
 
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Connor nodded as HK-50-01 spoke, but he wasn't sure if sending him to the cave was the right idea. "I admire your determination, HK-50-01, I really do. However, I think, since you've kind of been out of practice, which isn't your fault, I'd rather have you go to the generator and blow it up. Literally. With explosives. There should be blasting charges in the armory. Why'nn and I will go to the cave and deal with any resistance we find." He pat HK-50-01 on the shoulder and gave him a smile. "There's probably more stuff to kill at the shield generator anyway, right? I'm sure it'd be heavily guarded. And for good measure, you can use any force on them you deem appropriate." He looked down to Why'nn, hoping she'd back him up on this front. The plan made much more sense this way around, even if the generator wasn't as heavily guarded.
 
Jace proceeded deeper into the cave, it was long before he identified boot tracks meaning there were likely pirates in here. He decided to proceed with caution drawing his blaster pistol and darksaber as he made his way deeper in following the tracks. The tracks would likely lead to where the leader himself was because in the dossier it claimed that Terack liked to inspect most finds himself. Even if he didn't get Terack he would have bait for him or at least something valuable to bring back to Mandalore. Then the Cave got extremely dark but Jace proceeded deeper using his connection to the force feel his way around.


Then he began to see light again as well as hear voices, he could see them Pirates in the room ahead. But as he got closer he realized none of them was the target but what did interest him was their conversation. "Yeah seems like the Boss got all the important stuff already leaving us to pick up the side pieces." One of the Pirates said. Another replied "These side pieces are still worth a lot of money to the right people. In my book as long as it's profitable it's fine. Though it's kind of annoying that the Captain left us yet where all going to the same ship."


Jace then shrunk into a nearby corner predicting that they would soon walk out and lead him to their superior. Just as he did so they began to exit the little room, making their way towards the Cave exit. Jace stalked them from just outside the range of their light.
 
Chuka was sitting against the bulkhead near the ramp, waiting for the call for extraction. He hated waiting, but it was something he'd gotten used to over the years. There was always down time on missions, even during a heavy campaign. Most of the time he would use that time to sleep, but this time he couldn't, so he sat in the bay. Waiting. Lightly banging his helmet against the bulkhead.


A crackle off static popped over his comm followed by a report. "A ship just exited hyperspace." He shook his head and made his way to cockpit. 'What's this now.' He grumbled and got a read I the vessel, and opened an encrypted comnlink. "Jace, a ship just entered the system, it looks like it's headed for the planet." He leaned in and took a closer look at the readout. "It's not one of ours or theirs." Chuka looked to the pilot. "Get us in position for a flyby drop and prep for exfil." The warrior started for the drop bay. The pilot called after him. "But we don't know anything. Jace hasn't given the order for extraction." Chuka stopped, in a the blink of an eye he'd turned and drew his Ripper pistol and had a bead on the pilots head. "Exactly. He's down there and can't see the big picture." Behind his helmet visor and he narrowed his eyes. "I've got a bad feeling about this." The pilot nodded, but didn't back down or move. "Fine, but it's on you." Chuka slowly holstered his pistol and moved to back to the bay, standing by the ramp as he tuned his comm to the same encrypted commlink he just used. "Jace I think you're gonna have company, and might want a friend." The mandalorian checked his gear. The his Mandalorian assault rifle on his back, a Kal dagger at the small of his back, just below his jet pack. The Ripper secure in its place on his thigh. Several thermal detractors and spare energy packs for the rifle and pistol on his belt. Along side his jet pack, just behind his left shoulder was a collapsed vibro double-blade.


He was just waiting for the pilot to give green light for jump.
 
Ini Ma'at pulled his fur jacket tight against himself as he used his cane to gain leverage, climbing over yet another snow drift. Despite wearing multiple layers of insulated clothing, he could feel the cold seeping through his gear and into his bones. Even now he was starting to regret leaving his dwelling. As he slowly slid down the other side of the drift, the Arkanian told himself was getting far too old for this.


The reason he was outside was that the scanner in his shelter had detected a Sith ship entering Hothian airspace. The aging Jedi idly wondered if this was a Sith hit squad sent to assassinate him. When he'd chosen Hoth as his place to retire, he'd hoped it would be a remote enough location that the Sith wouldn't think to look for him here. However, one could never be too careful. Thus, Ini had decided to leave the safety of his cave and see what he could learn about these Sith, and whether or not they would be a problem. According to his computer, their landing trajectory should have the ship setting down just over the next snow drift. Ini sighed as he looked at the small hill of snow, before digging his cane into the icy ground once more and taking another step.
 
Why'nn nodded at Connor's plan. She'd been thinking something along the same lines. "I agree... HK-50-01, you have the fire power to take out the generator quickly. I doubt it will be very long before you'll join us in the cave." She smiled at the droid. "Don't worry, we won't get hurt in the few minutes it takes for you to blow it sky high. I trust you can move quickly enough." An alert fired from one of the consoles and Why'nn frowned, leaving the two to go and check. "There's a vessel close by..." Mandalorian from the look of it, but it didn't seem to be going where they were, so she didn't shift their course. "It's nothing." Though, the closer they got to Hoth, the more Why'nn felt what Connor must've felt this whole time. Returning to Connor and HK-50-01, her expression was that of concern.
 
HK-50-01 enjoyed that Connor appreciated his suggestions and eagerness for blood. After all... It was much better than being beaten for suggesting anything. He was so appreciative of their appreciation , that he didn't really mind that they said he was 'out of practice'. He wasn't - he Could recall and remember anything he had ever done , including combat - but he wouldn't say so. Thier temperments could change towards him as a result. And besides... The Male mentioned Explosives! He hadn't used major explosives in a long , long time - the largest one he had used in two human lifetimes was a thermal detonator. Blasting charges... Oh yes yes yes yes yes! I can't wait to do this this is going to be wonderfully fun!


HK-50-01 also trusted Connor to protect Why'nn , and trusted Why'nn to protect herself. HK-50 greatly enjoyed the assuring hand at his shoulder , as he always enjoyed having a reassuring touch. At the idea of using ANY force he deemed necessary , he started going through the various ways he could kill. And heavily guarded? There could be fourty hostiles oh yes yes any force necessary YES YES YES! This is so exciting I love this so much YES YES! And Why'nn nodded at Connor , approved the plan.. Even calling him useful and powerful again! Oh yes yes I will destroy the generator quickly join the greater battle expediently join friends quickly YES YES YES! I should do this again often..


He knew neither of them could get hurt in the approximately.. Oh , 10 minutes it would take him to get from a sensibly placed generator to the inside of the cave. When he also heard the alert from a console farther back in the ship he very much hoped it was more enemies. But sadly , Why'nn left only to return empty handed. This didn't effect him much - it already was the best 10 or so hours of his life thus far. But Why'nn's expression said differently than her words. Yes yes it isn't nothing hostiles enemies more to butcher!


So it was that when he next spoke he had a twinge of bloodlust to his voice. "Excitement : another.. Wait , that's a recovered prefix. STILL GOOD! Thank you so much for not beating hurting me for suggesting things , and sending me to the area with the most hostiles. I will use explosives haven't used any more than a thermal detonator in more than two standard human lifetimes HAHA! You won't get hurt anyway only 10 minutes with overwhelming force I plan to use not enough time for pain there.. Calm. Calm down. There isn't nothing , Why'nn. Your expression says differently than your words.. Is it more enemies to butcher slaughter kill maim? Best 10 hours of my life love everything universe blessed me.. Calm down , calm down again. I suggest we land approximately 2 kilometers from the site. Why not? If they surround us , we kill them. Thank you for the reassuring touch love being reassuredly touched. I'm going to go get charges lots of charges to blow craters in everything that needs it. I love you so much this is so wonderful joyous!" With That he turned to Why'nn and hugged her a little too hard , then ran off for the armory again.
 
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[QUOTE="Grim Wraithe Stjerna]Chuka was sitting against the bulkhead near the ramp, waiting for the call for extraction. He hated waiting, but it was something he'd gotten used to over the years. There was always down time on missions, even during a heavy campaign. Most of the time he would use that time to sleep, but this time he couldn't, so he sat in the bay. Waiting. Lightly banging his helmet against the bulkhead.
A crackle off static popped over his comm followed by a report. "A ship just exited hyperspace." He shook his head and made his way to cockpit. 'What's this now.' He grumbled and got a read I the vessel, and opened an encrypted comnlink. "Jace, a ship just entered the system, it looks like it's headed for the planet." He leaned in and took a closer look at the readout. "It's not one of ours or theirs." Chuka looked to the pilot. "Get us in position for a flyby drop and prep for exfil." The warrior started for the drop bay. The pilot called after him. "But we don't know anything. Jace hasn't given the order for extraction." Chuka stopped, in a the blink of an eye he'd turned and drew his Ripper pistol and had a bead on the pilots head. "Exactly. He's down there and can't see the big picture." Behind his helmet visor and he narrowed his eyes. "I've got a bad feeling about this." The pilot nodded, but didn't back down or move. "Fine, but it's on you." Chuka slowly holstered his pistol and moved to back to the bay, standing by the ramp as he tuned his comm to the same encrypted commlink he just used. "Jace I think you're gonna have company, and might want a friend." The mandalorian checked his gear. The his Mandalorian assault rifle on his back, a Kal dagger at the small of his back, just below his jet pack. The Ripper secure in its place on his thigh. Several thermal detractors and spare energy packs for the rifle and pistol on his belt. Along side his jet pack, just behind his left shoulder was a collapsed vibro double-blade.


He was just waiting for the pilot to give green light for jump.

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Jace listened to the transmissions from his ship but could not reply to them as speaking would tip off the pirates he's stalking. Jace then saw the pirates suddenly break into a sprint for the opening, so he followed behind them but stopped within the cave entrance and peered to see what the pirates saw. The site was trashed dead bodies of pirates and the large Gundark now lay on the ground. The pirates seemed in disbelief at what had happened, they spread out to inspect the site. After a while they sighed and made for their shuttle. As the boarding ramp began to retract Jace shot through the gap with his force enhanced speed and agility. Once aboard he quickly took cover to the side just as a pirate turned around. Jace looked around for a vent after finding one he quickly crawled into it.


He radioed Chuka. "Then you'll have to take care of this one then, take caution if they are of the Empire. Remember they are Mandalore's number one customer, but most people come to Hoth to salvage things that would go for a lot on the Black Market or things even more important than that. I'|l try and join you when I can. But this could get messy if they are coming here."
 
Connor couldn't help but smile as HK-50-01 moved off to gather more gear. He turned to Why'nn now. He could see the look of concern on her face. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "What is it, Why'nn? Do you sense it now too?" He looked back at the console and typed in a few commands to it. Basically just telling the autopilot to land them two kilometers from where they needed to be. He and Why'nn would be moving fast enough to get where they needed to go. Besides, he'd planned for the extended travel and brought speeders for them which were in the cargo hold. Just simple, small speeders, but they'd get them where they needed to go. And these ones, they were quiet.
 
Why'nn smiled faintly at HK-50-01's hug, even if it was going to leave her with bruises, and stopped paying attention to him as he moved away. "Mmm," she responded to Connor's question. "Something just doesn't feel right... We're about to land, so meditating on it at this point won't help..." His hand felt nice, if somewhat heavy, on her shoulder. "It feels... familiar..." The girl shook her head. "I can't place it."
 
Ini looked up at the descending ship as it bore low in the sky. His scanner had been right, it would probably land about half a klick from the top of the snow drift he stood atop. With a small nod, Ini slid down the opposite side of the drift a few minutes before it flew overhead. Now it was time to prepare. Hopefully his worries were incorrect, and this wasn't an assassination squad sent to kill him. If it was, then his little ruse might throw them off long enough to get the drop on them. Of course, hit squad or not, Ini wanted to avoid the Sith knowing his location and identity.


As he reached the bottom of the drift, Ini began his ruse. Rather than standing up straight as he usually did, he made a show of leaning on his cane and stooping like an old man. Well, a crippled old man. The Arkanian was old, there was no denying that. With his cane he began to poke at the ground, moving very stiffly and carefully, every so often letting out a sharp whistle. He'd practiced this for years, and Ini had no qualms admitting he was fairly proud of his "old blind man" disguise. Just in time too, if he was correct, the Sith ship's scanners would probably begin to detect him any minute.
 
Under his visor Chuka frowned listening to Jace give him his new mission. He hated it when he did this solo rogue mission stunts. 'You're gonna end up dead one time.' He kept that thought to himself and let out a frustrated sigh over the comlink. "One day you're gonna give me all the details of the plan. Before it's over. Alright the ship will be on standby." The warrior moved back to the cockpit and looked at the displays one more time. 'Sith. This is gonna be fun.' To the pilot he said. "Alright well we don't have to worry about extraction any more, he's got his own ride. But we're sticking with the plan," He tapped the a few controls and the screen shifted to show the Sith ships projected landing zone. "But we're just changing the location." The pilot looked at him. "You wanna jump and attack them? That's bad for business." he chuckled and shook his head. "No, not attack them. But whatever the Sith are searching for has got to be worth a lot." He looked out at the planet. "And Jace wants to keep Mandlore on the Empires good side, so if we can get whatever they want, it on helps us." He patted the pilot on the shoulder. "Take us down and make this look like a scout ship flyby from the other salvage crew." The pilot shook his head but took the ship in for a low flyby. "Jump when you are ready." Chuka moved back to the bay and stood ready next to the ramp, knowing the pilot would be flying fast and low, he would not have much time to react and land safely. 'What are a few bumps and bruises?'
 
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