Lexielai
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Atticus
Atticus stepped into place beside Grim, grimacing to mirror the look of a common thug. “We’ll be alright,” he said reassuringly. “HK, I’ll toss you a blaster when it’s time. Just...don’t say anything murderous until then.”
He breathed in deeply, listening to the sounds of the automatic landing systems creaking through the ship’s metal floor. Atticus didn’t dare think too much. By this point he was better off flying by the seat of his pants than messing it up with some half-baked overthinking. He’d learned that much in his time in the Outer Rim, that was for sure.
The ship lurched slightly as if finally contacted the hanger bay floors. “Ready,” he said warily. With a hiss, the boarding ramp disconnected, extending itself towards the ground with the light crack of metal hitting metal.
Vetex
“Hold position,” Vetex ordered. She stood ten feet from the base of the ship’s ramp, surrounded by two dozen pirates positioned all around the hanger. Four stood beside her, hands on their blasters and prepared for anything.
“Don’t shoot them yet. I want to know who these people are first, understand? But if they make one wrong move I want them blasted off the face of the galaxy.”
Some pirates nodded. Others remain stone-faced, so accustomed to her orders that acknowledgement was irrelevant. These were good men. Not as good as the crew of the Mel, no, but she doubted anyone could ever be.
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