Log:Perlemian Rangers: Hit 'Em Where They Live

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Hit 'Em Where They Live

Location: Ringo Vinda
Participants: Wrrlryyhn, Jinx, K-5Z9, Callax Dalso


Thanks in major part to data infiltration by Jinx, the location of /Rough Space/, the slaver transport that escaped the Rangers a week or so ago, has been located. It is landed on the corvette /Raknar/ belonging to the Statzar pirate brotherhood based out of Ringo Vinda - a far greater prize than the transport itself. Rangers, gather together to engage the corvette in a sneak attack, board and capture the corvette with a party of local authorities while the ship is moored with a skeleton crew on board, and strike a blow for justice.


[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-


RINGO VINDA - EUCER SECTOR - 20:22:00 HRS

Somewhere beyond the dock-ringed, rocky orb of Ringo Vinda, the hawlike shape of a Marauder corvette lingers in the void. Its hull, stained a deep red color, is barbed in places with spikes and other dangerous-looking flotsam that has encrusted the wings and superstructure, giving it a singularly dangerous (if haphazard) appearance. Its guns are many and powerful for a ship of its size, and its bay is cavernous for the same, despite the age of its design. Its name is /Raknar/, an old Weequay word for 'Angry Serpent'. It is, indeed, a singularly dangerous vessel.

Now, /Raknar/ floats, not because simply because there is nowhere to go, but because the ship has been disabled. Its drives are cold, and it lists thanks to the salvoes of ionization torpedoes that local system security have just dumped into its shields and hull by virtue of a trio of Y-wings flying support for its landing ships - landing ships which, thanks to the work of certain among the Perlemian Rangers (Jinx, specifically) have been able to discover the whereabouts of the pirate corvette and are now closing to dock with it. One of these two transports contain a squad of the Rangers, five troopers, Wrrlryyhn the Wookiee, Jinx the spy droid, and K-529 the snarky and most efficacious security droid. And their leader, of course. Callax wouldn't be anywhere else for the world.

Presently, the shuttle makes contact with the hull, and the hatch makes with a forced opening. Callax, clad in their purple armor, a massive A280 combat rifle in their arms, stands prepared to step through the lock with the rest as soon as the hatch opens. << Right then, ladies and gentlebeings, >> they say, checking to ensure their rifle is armed for the third time in the ten-minute approach. << Let us get ready to do it. Injure resistance if you can, kill if you must, and make your way toward the bridge via the maps transmitted to your interfaces. We want the captain alive. Local authorities will be making their way through to the hold. Ready? >>


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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

"click click beep beep beep too beep beep *cackle* boop beep beep too beep click boop boop beep beep?" Jinx chirps from her position on Kayfive's shoulder. Not like she has any weapons to ready, precisely. "boop click click beep beep beep too beep beep beep." she burbles.

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[Wasaka (21433)]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Wasaka (21433) repeats after Jinx, "Do you want me to slice into the ship's computer system to assist with opening doors and the like? Or do you want me to continue with the group."

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"If you want him alive and he's too stupid to surrender, you should probably shoot him before I do. This thing doesn't have a stun setting." Kayfive hefts her T-21, the heavy repeater looking slightly more proportional in her gangly arms. "If the sensor net's still working, you could probably also tell us who's coming, Jinx. Or selectively depressurize certain compartments." The droid is nothing if not pragmatic

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn stands among the others, girded for battle. She does a double check of bow caster and armor before warbling her readiness.

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

"Right, then." A deep breath, and Callax gestures to the rest of the squad - males and females and otherwise of different species, Rangers all who've come to join the group. Armored, armed, and ready. << Stack up, let's get the hatch open. K5, you'll take point. >>


There's a loud buzzing sound from the hatch, and a light on the exit panel turns red. The inner doors, then the outer doors, hiss open. Revealing...


A smoke-filled corridor, tan in color. Utilitarian. Tables and crates have been thrown hapazardly some twelve feet down - and there are a number of angry pirates ready to repulse the boarders. Callax acts first, experience and discipline instilled in combat winning out over pirate ferocity. << Open fire! >>


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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Of course I'm going first. Wouldn't want one of you who can actually feel pain to get shot." The hatch opens, and Kayfive charges in, blaster firing. ...Unfortunately, she doesn't quite catch the pirates by surprise and they're able to dodge her initial salvo.

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

As the assault force surges inside, Jinx slips to the side quietly hovering over to a nearby computer interlink, then extends a heavily modified computer probe, plugging in as she starts humming quietly to herself, linking into the ship's systems to see ewhat she can get into.

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn keeps behind K, a glance at the battle droid, at her sarcasm? She makes no comment at the moment, despite the charge order likely having to do with seniority than ability to feel pain. The Wookiee has her war face on. With a terrific roar, she levels her bow caster, and takes a shot, landing a bolt.

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

In a moment, the corridor is turned into a neon hurricane of death, blaster bolts filling the air like so many brilliant, crimson lances. More smoke follows as the Rangers tear into the pirates, taking down most in their initial salvo; Callax fires a shot from their overpowered A280 that puts one pirate down hard with a fist-sized hole in their chest. Most are already on the ground, dead or wounded, but two more continue to resist.

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Keeping them suppressed! Advance!" Another hail of heavy bolts chews into the bulkhead above the pirates' heads, the thugs wisely deciding to keep their heads down instead of losing them.

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jinx continues working quietly admit the chaos, making an annoyed brrt noise as the ion-ravaged computer system resists her ability to tap in completely.

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

With repeater fire stitching over them and his remaining comrade put down screaming with a choice bolt from Wrrlrhyyn, the last pirate may well be ready to surrender - but he never gets the chance. Without so much as a hint of mercy, Callax sends him spinning against a corridor bulkhead, a smoking stump where his head once was, the poor remainder skittering down the hall.


<< Jinx, get us access. The rest of you, take the corridor junction and defend it. >> Callax stands by the little droid, weapon at the ready still, while the squad moves to follow K5 and the Wookiee to the indicated junction down the way.

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Copy. Locking it down." Kayfive posts up, poking as little of herself around the corner as possible, along with the wide barrel of the T-21.

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn keeps her focus, despite the hail of bolts, wafting smoke, and cries of the wounded. She lands another bolt, her war cries turning into a roar of triumph. Even the willowy Wookie, hart of a dancer, feels the feral draw of battle stirring her blood. She listens for direction from the commander as they exchange fire with the opposition. Following Kay, She takes the opposite position.

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jinx chirrups quietly, probably not heard much over the sound of blaster fire. But triumphant all the same! She begins working her way through the systems, shutting down the turbolifts leading from other decks to this one, and then begins locking down emergency bulkheads throughout the ship to cut off reinforcements. And hopefully the prisoners from any pirates who might want to take hostages.

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Thanks to Jinx's work, it's a clear shot toward the corvette's bow end, hatches sealed everywhere along their path; behind some doors, terrified screams, others, angry shouting. To whom these noises belong, it isn't entirely clear - but at least they're made to stay put. Soon the squad the turbolifts to the top deck, split into two groups, emerging from the lift to emerge into another empty corridor. Smoke here, too; the ionization torpedoes have blown relays and light fixtures, giving the corridor a weirdly dim aspect. Manacles and other pinions stud the walls in places, for terrible-minded beings to place their victims upon for punishment and their captors' entertainment (or both.)


<< Fan out. >> Callax aims the barrel of their heavy rifle down either end of the corridor. << Lowlight optics. We don't want to be surprised. >>

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

As the Rangers continue on, the cameras flick on to follow them as Jinx observes their advance. AS a group of pirates set up an ambush for a group of officers moving through the ship, she adjusts, and a set of emergency bulkhead doors slam shut, cutting them off from the cops, then another coming down on the other side to keep them contained.

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

<<Contact front. Ambush ahead, ten hostiles in two groups of five.>> Kayfive doesn't speak aloud this time, transmitting across the squad's commlinks. <<Take aim, fire on my signal. THree. Two. One. Mark.>> The T-21 roars, knocking a pirate to the deck and taking off one of his arms.

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn joins the others as they head up the turbo lift. The smoke confuses her vision, but fortunately Kay sees through it. She looks to the battle droid for direction, lifting her bowcaster s they take up a new position and prepare for the ambush. Despite the smoke, Kay's clear directions allows her to land another bolt.

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

As before, the blaster rounds fly thick and fast, and the pirates are pasted left and right; over half the defenders are taken down as the blaster bolts fly, and the squad opens up downrange where more are wounded - but someone gets a lucky shot, and Callax falls back suddenly, a steaming hole cut into the armored plating in their right thigh.


A bright, angry sound escapes the Commander's mouth, a combined cry of anguish and a scream of rage. << Shavit, >> Callax hisses, bracing themselves against the bulkhead behind them and lifting their rifle anew. << Kill them! We're almost there! >>

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jinx transmits to Kayfive. "*cackle* beep beep ee *cackle* beep ee beep *cackle* ee ee too *cackle* boop beep click ee. too, beep ee ee too beep *cackle* beep ee too boop boop click boop beep beep boop *cackle*...*cackle* beep beep."

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[Wasaka (21433)]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Wasaka (21433) repeats after Jinx, "I've engaged the fire supression system for the bridge which should distract them and give you cover. However, someone there is bringing the ship's systems back online and I can't block that from here yet...working on it."

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

<<Medic! Commander's hit!>> Kayfive takes a knee in front of Cax, protecting them with her armored bulk as she lays down a withering hail of suppressing fire. <<Jinx hit the fire suppression system, but someone on the bridge is trying to reboot the ship. We have to push forward.>>

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn moves at Kay's command, taking a defensive position and covering fire for the battle droid. Anyone trying to get to the commander would have to get through their two hulking forms. She lands another bolt and lets loose another ferocious roar.

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Though they have a significant hole burned through their thigh, Callax's aim remains steady enough to peel the hide off another pirate through the hull itself - praise all evil spirits for armor-piercing blaster rifles. The foam shuts off in seconds, though, and the surviving pirates are preparing to go down till the bitter end. The rifles of the rest of the squad blaze at them in turn as well, making that an imminent occurance.

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Kayfive doesn't really have any intimidating battle cries, so she instead just walks her fire downward. An unfortunate pirate picks that particular time to stand up to fire, and is instead riddled with blaster bolts and reduced to several chunks.

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jinx makes a annoyed burble as she clashes with the slicer on the bridge trying to bring systems back online. "ee. beep click. click too click." she chirps as she powers down the ship's systems again, several lights in the area flickering out as she does, then emergency lighting coming on in places.

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[Wasaka (21433)]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Wasaka (21433) repeats after Jinx, "No. My ship. not your ship."

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jinx makes a annoyed burble as she clashes with the slicer on the bridge trying to bring systems back online. "ee. beep click. click too click." she chirps as she powers down the ship's systems again, several lights in the area flickering out as she does, then emergency lighting coming on in places.

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[Wasaka (21433)]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Wasaka (21433) repeats after Jinx, "No. My ship. not your ship."

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn roars mightily as the final pirate falls. She lifts her bowcaster waiving in the air a moment. She takes a minute to enjoy the satisfactory feeling of success before she turns to Kay and Callax for direction. 'Shall I carry you?' She warbles at the commander, Wasaka nestled in her armor and translating loyally.

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Callax gives Wrrlryyhn something of a look from behind their visor, unseen. << I'm fine, >> they lie, voice tight with pain, limping along the corridor using their rifle as a crutch. << Just spot me if I look like I'm gonna fall. Jinx! Get up here and get this bridge hatch open! >>


Meanwhile, a voice sounds over comms. << Rangers, this is Security Captain Aardo. We have taken engineering. Was that lockdown your doing? >>


<< Affirmative, >> Callax manages between clenched teeth. << We're about to take the bridge. >>

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jinx chirps, then disconnects from the computer system, flying down the corridor rapidly until she arrives at the bridge door, weaving between the RAngers and landing by the door panel as she rapidly removes the control panel, then sticks a manipulator inside. There's a spark and she lets out a electronic yelp, pulling her manipulator out, then grumbles as she sides it back in, trying to be a bit more careful this time rather than fast.

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"I've got you, Commander." Kayfive helpfully takes the weight off Callax' bad leg, still keeping her blaster trained on the center of the hatch while Jinx gets it open. "Stay behind me. We need you alive, and we can't just plug in a new arm on you."

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn takes up a defensive position to cover the Commander and Kay as she assists their ambulation. She levels her bowcaster, checks ammunition, before warbling over her shoulder at Cax and Kay. 'Song Bird is going to give us a firm talking to.' Remarks the Wookie, speaking of Lahni, of course.

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Callax watches as Jinx does her work, leaning hard against the bulkhead. Trying to keep adrenaline going. << Just keep at it, Jinx, >> Callax says, swallowing pain. Squad! Rifles ahead and ready. Be prepared to take anyone in there. >>

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jinx chirps and twitters at the group as she carefully rotates her claw. "beep. click click beep click ee...beep...beep.." The sound dopplers up as she finishes twisting, the door unlocking with a rumble, either side receding into the walls. Jinx stays well out of sight. She's fragile!

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[Wasaka (21433)]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Wasaka (21433) repeats after Jinx, "Okay. I'm opening it in three...two...one.."

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[Callax Dalso]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

The bridge hatch might be an older, relatively poorly-maintained mechanism, but it's still a slab of collapsed alloy; only Jinx's work could get it open, short of a proton charge. Hissing open, the bridge of the ship is opened up beyond, where exposed is...horror.


Lying on the deck of the bridge, the bodies of the dead. Women, mostly, of various humanoid species. A few men, handsome or muscular. High-value property in the markets of the galactic underbelly. Scattered across the deck, they died where they ran, the smell of cooked meat and blaster gas thick in the air. Among the carnage, two Weequay and a Rodian kneel, hands behind their heads in a pose of surrender. But they're smiling, the bastards. Especially the biggest one, a truck of a being with docked ears and eyes replaced by the cold blue domed photoreceptors of an insectile protocol droid. "We surrender, officers," the Rodian buzzes, an arch tone of satisfaction and humor in his voice. "I am Captain Kulor, and these are my senior officers. We submit to arrest."


Callax stares at them. Stares. And for a moment, even if one cannot see their face behind the visor, one can hear the black, cold fury in their tone when they finally speak. The murder there, barely restrained. Begging to take all three of them to the Evil One directly on the point of a knife or a wire noose. Savagery, there.


But it does not vent itself. << Take them, >> Callax hisses through pain and worse. << Take them down to the system cops. And get a medic up here to sort through this mess. >>

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Slinging her T-21, Kayfive moves in and locks on the binders. They may be... rather tight. And a few sensitive bits of anatomy may have been stepped on with the full weight of the combat droid and her unforgiving durasteel feet. They'll make it to the System Authorities alive. But they might wish they hadn't. "It's fascinating how many tiny bones organics have in their feet, isn't it?" There's a visceral crunch. "Congratulations! Now you have many more!"

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn has never seen carnage like this. Even in the skirmishes she' s had previously with the Rangers, those deaths and injuries were war. This savagery defied anything the Wookie could fathom, or rationalize. She stared at the dead bodies strewn so carelessly about, and at the cowardly surrender of the captain, giving them no satisfaction at reparations. The bow caster drops from long fingers, as a hot, furious rage boils through the dancers normally gentle nature, ripping a terrible dry from throat and blunt muzzle. Suddenly, there's a Wookie, barreling towards the manacled captain.

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[Jinx]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Jinx pokes her dome around the door, her main optic narrowing as she sees the carnage. "too boop click beep ee boop." she chirps. Hey, she's an Imperial droid. It's more efficient than a trial!

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[Wasaka (21433)]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Wasaka (21433) repeats after Jinx, "Summary execution would improve matters here."

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[K-5Z9]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

K-5Z9 says, "Oh no. You seem to have upset my friend. I'd try to calm her down, but frankly, you deserve it."

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[Wrrlryyhn]=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Wrrlryyhn feels the satisfying crash of her much larger form into that of the Rodian's. The softer, smaller form of the Rodian offers no resistance as The Wookiee drives him into the console. The Wookiee continues to roar her rage, as she looms over the defeated foe.

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It's not pretty, the impact that comes from a rampaging Wookiee - and like a repulsortrain at full speed, Wrrlryyhn's bulk smashes into 'Captain' Kulor before he can move out of the way. The Rodian goes flying, smashing into the ship's helm so hard one of its eyes pops loose from its housing, separating from its connector and spinning away so that only wires stick out of the mounting plate. << That's enough, >> Callax barks through pain and fury, though quietly there's nothing but satisfaction in seeing the bastard pinwheel across the bridge. << Somebody pick him up - and put his eye back in place. Rangers! Stiffen your backs. We represent the Republic in this matter. >>


But still. Damned satisfying - not as satisfying as seeing him in an execution chamber, but that isn't going to happen anyway. No death penalty on Ringo Vinda, just hard, enforced industrial labor.


And so, time passes. Security forces round up the remainder of the ship's skeleton crew, packing them into transport cells on board a landed prison ship. The vessel will go into impound, as surely as Callax's leg is put in a trauma cuff and painkillers applied. But it won't be there for long, though only Callax knows it - being directly connected to planetary governments, and having a mighty need, will bring them good fortune yet.


But for now, it's time to go home.

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