Log:Clan Kora: We have some questions

We have some questions

OOC Date: February 25, 2020 (Optional)
Location: The Wheel
Participants: Sajin, Narsai Ordo, Ca'tra Kora, Evie Leven, Kirioth Kora, Kaelyn, Kryll, Aryn Cole and Hadrix Kora (GM) Clan Kora

The Wheel. Trade hub. Infirmation cistern. Neutral grounds.

The Middle Ring has been subject to a group of rough types. Bar tabs being paid only on threat of being told to get off the Wheel with month long bans, hardcase types, sleezes and scumbags.

Among them a diminutive figure holds like a king in transition of one realm to the next, dark blue skinned, red eyed, a Duros by the name of Ledt Vuu.

A duros whom Clan Kora have designs on 'acquiring' for a little talk. He was spotted, thanks to clan member assets on sight spotting him earlier in the day. A sudden rise of ships coming out of hyperspace and docking at various pads making security nervous when they already have issues to contend with.

The local Quarren are celebrating The Days of WAVES!!. There's blue silk and partical containment spheres filled with water... everywhere.

If there's anything Tara hates more than pirates, it's slavers. She'd jumped at the chance to come along, and it turns out that even in neutral grounds, a Hunter's Guild license got you a surprising amount of leeway when it came to being armed to the teeth. The thud of the mando's armored boots on the deckplates is accompanied by the higher pitched clank of the droid following her, carbine still maglocked to the side of its comms booster 'backpack'. Both Tara's and the droid's heads slowly scan the room as they walk, before stopping as Tara's HUD highlights their target. <<"Eyes on Vuu. I know we need him alive, but what about the rest of his scum?">>

Aryn has just returned from the Cosmic Lounge, an Alderaanians' place to be with all the antiquities of the Old World. A supply of the most sought after wine in the galaxy was being delivered by a short blonde female. She is wearing the green and white of her house with a particular cloak that's easy to spot. Her hood is drawn up, and her conversation with the vendor seems to be going rather well.

"You'll find that this vintage favors the grapes more than before. The harvest of that season was amazing, and the wine has a particular sweetness that just can't be found in others. My father sends his regards, of course." Aryn says, speaking kindly with a glove handed gesture.

Sajin is here, for one reason or another. Really, when you were a king or any kind of Royalty at all (here's looking at you, Aryn) it didn't matter where you went, you could surely do what ever it was you're heart desired. Though, if his position indicated anything, it was that he was here for this festival the Quarren were putting on. Staring through his helmet at one of the water orbs, reaching up and trying to touch it, he can't quite reach. <<"C'mon... I'mma get you and bring you back for Aanya.">> The name of his daughter and future Queen of Drik. His hands continue to flail as they attempt, and fail to grab the water 'balloons'

Kryll makes his way through the middle ring of the wheel, the red and white bb unit following along beside him. His helmet is on, and his rifle is slung over his back since he feels this is a low risk area. His voice is augmented by the helmet as he speaks, <"Well six, the trip out here wasn't a total waste, we did get you something but we certainly have not located any additional armor enhancements for myself. You would think they have gone out of stock across the galaxy."> he looks about at all the people, species, and other shops in the area. <"Sooner or later perhaps I should look into buying my own ship, but, I wouldn't know what would be suitable, do you have any preferences?">

Roth was here with other members of Clan Kora and in her Dreadfinder armor. She wasn't much for stealth, but she'd try to sneak if they needed it. She's currently got one of her vibro swords and her Beskad sheathed at her sides. She gives a nod to the others as she heads out from where they'd landed.

BB-6A "beep" (BB-Series 10148) rolls along next to Kryll and replies "ee click ee beep boop click ee boop *cackle* click boop *cackle* *cackle* beep beep click beep boop beep ee click."

She's picking up cargo! Yup, that's one of the maaaany things one does when one is on the Wheel...

Kae's also picked up paperwork on a payment schedule she's made with one of the many large ship sellers on the wheel and she's humming ot her self while she drinks on some kind of caf drink she got from the cafeteria...

As she sees the group of people, well armed people, she pauses, blinking now as she watches them curiously...

Kae's dressed in the armor she normally wears, this being of mandalorian manufacture... She then turns when seeing nothing is going on and well blinks again, "Thats' a lot of Mandalorians." She mutters.

When the mission calls, The Empress of the Void answers. That's the one thing that really just... hasn't changed for the Kuati woman over the years. Everything else? That's pretty new to her. The armor. Most of her new family and co-workers. Even some of her weapons still have that 'new blaster scent' to them. << "Briefing didn't mention a /need/ for them." >> Evie replies to Tara, over the comms as the blue-armored woman makes her way through the station. Walking slowly and steadily, not far from Roth's own position. Blasters are holstered, but helmet is worn. The woman is not here for the pleasure of the festival, even if the blue drink calls her name, whispering sweetly and seductively: 'Drink me'.

Drink you she will, sweet cerulean nectars. But business comes first. << "Reckon it's more likely the mark can still talk if we take him without a shot, though." >>

Ha. Haha. ...probably unlikely.

Ledt and and a quartet of his cronies are moving through the celebration - oblivious to anyone keeping watch of them. The Quarren are dancing with their arms in the air, like they are without a functional concern for anything.

Holo-Works are exploding everywhere and somewhere in the security hub someone is having an aneurysm trying to keep up with all of this.

But now there are snacks. Lots of them. The opportunity has a arisen for food carts to be rolled out into the area. And Ledt is met among the commotion by a Dashade in hooded cloak, leaning close to speak with the man in its raspy, wet sounding, language.

Tara continues to move through the crowd, people tending to get out of the way of a Mandalorian hunter in full armor. Doing her best to stay out of the line of sight of their target and accompanying guards, she turns up the audio receptors in her helmet a bit. Try to cut out the background chatter, adjust the directionality... <<"Still tracking. Target's setting up a deal. I'm not up on my slaver lingo, but I think the aruetii's selling kids. Syncing the audio to all of you.">> A few eye movements send a command to Jenth, the droid splitting off from Tara and moving to a flanking position.

The conversation about Toniray wine concludes, and Aryn departs from her business partners to walk along the walkway to enjoy the celebration. Aryn wonders about the origins of this occasion, or if it came about following the recent victory on Dac. By chance, Aryn bumps into Sajin and side steps timidly, her hands clasping infront apologetically. "Oh my, I'm so sorry, sir!" She did not spot just 'who' he was, but there was something familiar about this person. She could /feel/ it.

Sajin is a broad and tall man and even more so in his void armor. He barely stumbles as the small Aldaranian Princess bumps into him. However, an <<"Oooof.">> is given in protest as the action occurs. He stares at the dimunitive culprit a long moment, <<"Oh... it's no problem... hey do I know you?">> Asks the King of Drik just before food carts start rolling out. His head turns rapidly towards the mobil spread, <<"Oooohhhh...">> Royal stomach rumbles.

Kryll stops his walk as all of the noises and holo-works are going off, and then there is food, and people and what appears to be a large social gathering. <"This does not appear to be a combat situation, and as such, something we should avoid. Six, how long until the shuttle is ready to take us back to Nar Shaddaa?"> he moves his hands to his belt and looks about. <"Why can there be this much food and celebration, but impossible for vendors to provide the items I am looking for.">

BB-6A "beep" (BB-Series 10148) looks up towards Kryll as he replies "click click too beep click ee click *cackle* beep boop click too beep too boop *cackle* click click?"

<<Are we sure we can't kill him?>> Roth seems a bit like she wants to just murder their target. <<That's a rhetorical question, I know we can't.>> she adds. "At least not yet." she mutters to herself off comms. She's keeping track of the information that Tara sent and she's grumbling as she tries to get into a good position to take out guards. It's easier to corner prey if they don't have protection.

<< "Not yet." >> comes Evie's reply -- there's good guys and bad guys, and there's the shades of gray that make her uncomfortable. From what she understands, this guy is a clear-cut black hat. The kind that deserve no mercy, only justice. Justice that she won't stand in the way of when the time comes. Keeping her thoughts beyond the two words to herself, she surveys the area. The gears are turning in her head. << "No security around likely to pull guns on us. I... might be able to cause a distraction, if one of you think you can snag him in the chaos. >>

No security means less obstacles between her and causing some... mischief. Plus, impressive armor or not, Evie's not exactly the grabbing type.

Where Clan Kora goes, goes the doctor even if she docks late. Her dark brown and buff armor is not easy to see in the dimmer lit portions of station as she follows Roth's and Evie's icons. <"This is Ca'tra. Coming up behind you, late but at least here. Fill me in on what your plans are. I have synced with you all now and see the target on my HUD.">

Kae blinks and looks around curiously, her eyes glancing as she goes from smiling to huffing out a quiet sigh.. "Zed, Sarge, Get to cover.. Work your way to the Jax." She says simply to the droids. With a nod the large silver droid and the BB unit she has with her begin to move to where they can get behind an object, or at least out of sight...

Kae then settles into a seat, next to a table. She sets her drink on it, and unclips her blaster carbine, moving it around and placing it in her lap..

She's then blinkiing as a waitress walks up.. "Hallo miss!" Kae peers and shrugs.. "Menu!" Kae says and smiles cheerfully yet again, then is presented a Menu of course...

"Nerf burger and those taro fries." She says and oohs "Some of that black tea..." She says again and pauses a bit "Ooh cold..." She then hands the menu back and goes back to watching things.

Audio picked up by Tara, and linked across the audio-network is snarling and soaked in lingo. <<"We're not paying for full grown product, it has a tendency to adapt poorly to new environments and has very little service life. We need product that will provide adequate service for an extended period.">> The Dashade, <<"Iflghs won't take anything less than 3000 for full size, if you buy all of the small-ready for prep we can give a bulk discount at 5000 apiece. You know that's an amazing offer">> Ledt, the target.

All around them it is joy and swimming, water and undersea life. Music is blaring and it's a pandemonium of celebration. Those immediately around Ledt and the Dashade seem to be absorbed in their talks. But there is a feeling of predators about.

Tara's helmet picks up on the weapons drawn above, and she's just about to report it when Jenth cuts her off. <<"Three potential hostiles up high. They're onto us.">> <<"Thanks, Jenth. Moving in to close range. Di'kut gets one chance to come quietly. Get ready for cover fire.">> Tara flows through the crowd, hands resting on her blasters as she gets into an ambush position. Jenth, meanwhile, is jostled by someone and ends up with blue drinks plashed across his plating. "Hey! Watch where you're going!" ...Yeah, that nasally metallic voice kind of cuts through the chatter.

Does he know her?! "Sajin, it's me, Aryn.." She recognizes his voice and cavalier tone. The beautiful Hapan is given the side eye, jokingly, before Aryn turns back as if something tugged on her senses. Drawing her hood up instinctively, it didn't take another Jedi to realize that Aryn felt threatened. Timid, she steps closer to the much larger King of Drik. "Something does not feel right here. I can't explain it, but there is a great pressure here.. a friction.. like everything is about to combust." Beneath the confines of Aryn's cape, her gloved hand settles upon the hilt of her lightsaber. It is unhooked, but kept hidden, for now.

<<"Aryn?">> The King of Drik says absently. It's as if neurons in the dimwit's brain needed a bit more time to gather and then fire, like an old naval battle with slow moving capitol ships.<<OH! Aryn... right. Hey, what are you doing here?">> Though the question goes to the way side as she steps closer to him. He places a hand on her shoulder, <<"You alright?">> Voice lowered a bit. <<"you think there's going to be a fight?">> The king is looking now, searching activly for any trouble.

Kryll does in fact see the very large droid moving about the station, but who is to say that is not normal here? Six beeps something to him and Kryll shrugs back in reply, <"Yes, that is quite the droid, but I would not want to have such a companion. It would not be suitable for day to day activities and what I need support with. You are much more suitable to my operations.">

<<Well, we've got people a little too interested in us.>> Roth states. Then she's kicking off with the rockets and lands herself up on the causeway among the group that are pulling guns, "You'll probably not want to do that if you want to keep your limbs intact." she states.

Kae siiighs and tugs her helmet on after she sees what's starting..> She looks to teh waitress and with her helmet half way on she smiles, her mouth's still visible. "To go please, and when you get into the kitchen, don't come out till you hear everything stop, okie?" She says and the lady just about drops Kae's order, on Kae when Kae mentions that...

Kae tugs the helmet the rest of the way on and she hmmms... She remembers the channels she used when she worked with the same Mando'a in the past, so she tries several... << "Kaelyn here, I see something going on, I can help if you need it">> She says simply, not willing to just jump into the middle of everything so as not to mess them up... She also moves closer to the conflict, flipping her blaster to stun, just in case.

<< "Distraction, Ca'tra... it's something I've always been very good at. When I'm on the field, it's /all eyes on me./ Be ready to take the opening when it comes" >>

It's truth. From fancy flying to just generally being the loudest person on the battlefield, Evie has a habit for drawing people's attention her way, intentionally or not! So she breaks off from her pack, making her way towards one of the nearby shops. Innocently. Unassumingly. There's a pretty little panel that was left open. Not the kind of thing people /mess/ with because, frankly? They can't get free stuff out of it. But, it sure controls the sound for the shop's background music, and in one swipe of her finger? What /was/ relaxing music suddenly becomes very loud, very /obnoxious/ music blaring across the comsystems.

"Does that mean I won?" she asks the nearest bystander, sounding excited. "Do I get, like, a free drink or something? I could use a drink!" And so many of them are blue.

<"I'm toggling to stun. No desire to fry any Mon Calamari while we're here," Ca'tra sends over coms right before Evie lets them know that the sound is going up. Revelers and shoppers throng the concourse. A group of Mon Calamari in silly hats round the corner of an aquarium putting themselves squarely in front of her targets, she squeezes between them as one of them lets off a glitter bomb covering everything in a 4-meter radius in glittering stars. The music goes way up, the thugs are cursing at being glitter bombed, and Ca'tra moves in to stick her blaster into one of the thug's side. He collapses and she fades into the Mon Calamari in the confusion.

A nikto confronted by the blade bearing Mandalorian looks to the side, a dozen meters towards one of his compatriots while people where she lifted off and near where she landed all gasp. The civilians on the ground are clapping wildly! All part of the show! Amazing.

The Nikto and the near-human he looked too? They're fading into the crowd. A devaronian further away isn't sure what's going on, but he palms the grip of a blaster and starts making his way there.

Just as the battle-droid has begun drawing attention a blue stun ring rips across, slamming into a lightly armored guard at Ledt's side, causing them to stumble and hold their chest. The dashade's head comes up and it makes a warbling shriek before it turns and starts to run, leaving the Duros and his other guards in the lurch, for the moment.

Tara keeps moving closer, nearly there when one of the thugs spots her. <<"Osik. Going hot.">> The stunbolt from the Sentinel grounds out in another floating cloud of metallic glitter, but a double tap from the DL-30 drops one guard where he stands, a pair of shots from Jenth's flanking position taking out another. It's about now that Vuu and the Enforcer near him find themselves staring down a pair of blaster barrels. <"Hello Aruetii. You're coming with my friends and I to have a little chat. If you're very well behaved, we'll even let you go after.">

Chaos has erupted in the open and it does not take a telescope to see that it's a true, unscripted battle. Aryn weighs her options here and she searches the crowd when she feels an overwhelming sense of danger. "There!" She points with her free gloved hand, indicating the crowd where 11 people were shoving through the crowd toward the Mandalorians who were fighting. "They mean to add to this madness, and there's no restraint. They intend to kill!" Should Aryn get involved? Should she not? The safety of the civilians on this station. Despite presenting the hilt from beneath her cape and holding it at her side, poised to intercept, Aryn did not activate it. She seemed to think that maybe.. just maybe, the situation would calm on its own. Maybe the Mandos were bounty hunters?

<<"Oh... well that explains it...">> Sajin starys, <<"There's kriffin' mando's everywhere looking to fight with those unsavory types hanging around.">> Everyone please stop what you are doing to thank The King of Drik for his astute observation of the current situation. He hand goes to his blaster as shots are fired, <<"I suggest we find cover and make ourselves not a target...">> HE doesn't grab Aryn, but attempts to lead her towards some crates and away from the action. <<"That's clan Kora... bounty hunters... Station Security will sort this out.">> Besides, he didn't need to piss off any Mandalorians on a hunt.

Annnnd then everything goes to crazytown. He registers blasterfire and looks about as people are cheering and don't seem to be fleeing. <"Is this some kind of strange performance? I much prefer that to the odd setting someone on fire while they are still alive situation we ran into on our last shopping trip. That did not go well for her.">

Well, it looks like her compatroits were doing a good job off of te distraction caused... so maybe the pilot's distraction had a positive effect.

<< "Nice shootin', ladies! Keep at it!" >> Evie encourages, before stepping away from the panel and, yes, leaving the music playing. One, she's used to loud environments. Two? Any good battle requires music. Three? It's an annoying jingle that enough that maybe she'll either drive off any civilians, or make them gather around trying to shut it off.

o/~ Baby Gundark! Do do do do do! Baby Gundark! Do do do do do! o/~

Meanwhile, she's going to take the opportunity to draw one of her pistols from its holster on her thigh. Keeping the Relby low and waiting for just the right opportunity to use it.

Kae stares at the crazyness goingo n... She sees/ hears Sajin and looks over "Could allways offer to help." she mutters. Then she sees Evie working with them and having a Relby? Ka siiighs... "That's nasty." She mutters now as she peeks over the edge, her t-visor reflecting the back and forth blaster bolts quite nicely... "Yay for cover..."

People swirl by Ca'tra, to one side of the concourse is a black knot of thugs around their target. An opening lets her squeeze by, gun straight down by her side, the doctor makes one attempt sending a stun discharge straight into one of the guard's side. He crumples to his knees just as a conga line of dancing Quarren shimmy through cutting her off from their quarry.

Narsai had been suspiciously absent for much of this mission, an apparent no-show perhaps drawn away by clan duties? Yet as the enforcers move up towards her allies, the red-armored figure steps out of the shadows and emerges between the crowd members. Blaster in hand, the redhead speaks up.

"You want to step away from this, otherwise things are going to go badly for you all."

The trio that Roth faces down re-holster weapons, eyes wide and raising hands as they back away - "We weren't close enough to respond..." one hisses, eyes narrowed while a humanoid woman keeps her weapon trained, holding a moment before she sees her compatriots backing off and melts into the crowd with them.

On the ground the Duros glowers at Tara and jerks when the last of his initial guards go down. His hands coming up slowly, only to snap forward with a pair of blasters slinging into his hands, "Suck spit, Mando-Scum!" opening fire on Tara with both barrels.

"Right..." one thug states looking at Narsai before looking to the other. "Good add for the pits. Let's take this one." the other grins. They draw and fire on Narsai, adding to the chaos as thugs appear from the crowd, firing indiscriminately. Members of the crowd falling when shots miss Mandalorians. Alarms begin blaring now.

Only a matter of time before Security arrives in the crush of the crowd.

Both bolts miss, Tara twisting smoothly to one side to let them burn into the wall. <"Okay, hard way then." She opens up with a flurry of stun bolts, but the Duros proves surprisingly agile. <<"Jenth, get over here. We've gotta get this shabuir bagged and tagged ASAP.">> The droid snaps off a shot of its own, shouldering through the crowd.

With blaster bolts going everywhere, Aryn could no longer abide hiding behind cover, despite it being the wiser of the options. "We cannot allow this to continue. We can not! Please, cover me, King Sajin!"

SNAP-HISSSSSSSSS!

The blue sapphire blade of Aryn's lightsaber came to life with that iconic noise, and its humming was distinct even with its most subtle of motions. Tossing back her cape so that her lightsaber bearing arm was unhindered, Aryn walked a tight line to intercept one of the thugs. "Hey! That's enough!"

A single pass of her weapon sparked through his high powered rifle, splitting the receiver in two and dropping the molten half with steam. To protect herself from retaliation of close quarters, Aryn raises her free hand, her fingers spread to show her gloved palm as the energy of the living Force was channeled from this gesture.

The Thug she disarmed was plucked from his spot and cast backward as if claimed by some unseen hand and smashed against a nearby bulkhead. Whether it rendered him unconscious or not, Aryn was uncertain. She turned to follow Sajin, hopefully protecting the Drikish warrior. Meanwhile, her lightsaber was held at her side, its blade trailing her wake as she walked cautiously.

<<"Wait what?!">> Sajin was perfectly comfortable riding this out, not getting involved, and not dealing with disruntled mercenaries and bounty hunters if he got in their way. Aryn however had other plans. <<"Ah hell!">> At least he already had his hand cannon drawn. He looks around and spots the two Thugs on the Balcony... they'd be at the best vantage to cause harm to the PRincess and himself. With ease of movement and the grace of a warrior who's been around way too long and survived far too many battled, THe King of Drik lances two blaster bolts into the first balcony target, ending them, before turning his sights on the other and greviously wounding them. <<"YEAH... What she said!">> He glowers... GLOWERS BEHIND THAT HELMET.

Kryll looks about as people are blasted from balconies, and people start running off. <"Ok, I'm not sure if the crowd is included in this production, or if this is a really serious situation drill."> he looks down to six, <"Mount up sir, just in case."> and then he turns so his back faces the bb droid, moving his rifle around its sling to hang over his chest. Once clear, the droid fires a couple of cables up to Kryll's shoulder armor, and then pulls himself up to secure himself like an active backpack. <"Let me know if you see anything.">

BB-6A "beep" (BB-Series 10148) secures himself to Kryll's armor "ee click beep click beep beep *cackle* boop click beep ee too ee ee ee click. *cackle* click *cackle* click boop ee beep."

Roth gives a nod to the three that leave and she lowers her blade to that, but, two of them didn't listen. This was going to be a bad day for them. She grips the pommel of the blade, letting it activate as she brings it up and then slashes it down across their form, "Why don't they ever listen..." she whispers as she lets the body drop and then looks to see who else is up here.

Kae blinks, peeering, then squinting at the lightsaber... "Well this has gotta end quick." She mutters to hher self, she then peeks out of her cover breifly with that rifle of hers, scanning targets... That Duros with the two blasters looks like a good one... She frowns, and checks her blaster carbine. "okie stun ready to go." She mutters and then fires a trio of blasts, narrowly missing on the first two, then the third hits though!! Kae quickly ducks back down, checks her ammo and siiiighs "Come to a place for cargo, get into a firefight.. yaaay."

Despite the music blasting, party-goers are on the same wavelength: dodging and running. Screams rise from the crowd as many of them go to the floor, leaving hunters and hunted facing each other. The charged hum of a lightsaber makes its own music as Ca'tra walks up to Vuu firing. Only one slug hits its mark, but he staggers under it, leaving him more vulnerable to another's weapon.

She's under fire. Guess she wasn't as scary as she'd like, and to think Narsai even had her helmet on! Having seen other stun bolts going off, the woman flicks her thumb over the selector and fires off a pair of shots into one of the thugs with a sigh, sending him tumbling. Hard way indeed. <<"Alright burc'ya, try your luck then!">> she calls to the second thug. A sudden burst of a lightsaber has Narsai blinking, smirking even behind her helmet. Well alright then!

It's a Middle Wheel blitz. Blasters cut, thugs thrown, chopped down, stunned to the ground an Ledt being rocked from one side to the other by stun blasts slamming into him.

"Echutah!" One of his blasters slipping back up on his slide, the Duros does what all great pirate slaver lieutenants do. Run away! Shooting! Blaster fire from he and his cronies luckily striking walls or the ground because of Sajin - one Quarren male falls though, a bolt in his back, scrabbling at the injury and wailing.

Securiry grows nearer as klaxons continue to sound and the PA begins to emit:

"Guests of the wheel. There is a Class 1 Instance in the Middle Ring, Southwest side. At the Quarren Festival. Please make for your nearest exit with a green holo-indicator. Security is en route. Medical is en route. Combatants are ordered to drop weapons and stand down for arrest. Repeat. Surrender combatants."

GREEN holosigils begin flashing over various hatchways.

The distinctive sound of a lightsaber igniting has Tara's blood run cold. <<"Jetii!">> Well that's going to draw even MORE attention. Vuu still proves that he can't shoot, and starts fleeing. <<"Target's on the move. In pursuit.">> The hunter opens fire, one stun bolt crackling over his body before Jenth delivers a followup double tap. The Hut'uun's STILL on the move. <<"What the shab is this guy on? And someone get their droids to get the ship moving, we're going to have to exfil /fast/ unless someone has a valid bounty entry for this guy.">>

<<"Copy, Tara - Laar'Kote is powering up for exfil, ramp is dropping.">> Hadrix rumbles on the line at Tara's request.

Sajin is safeguarded as intended. A blaster fired at him had its bolt redirected to its source with a subtle swing of Aryn's hand. When she twisted to engage another thug, she had managed to avoid being struck by the blade, but Aryn proved inventive enough to cut her blaster in two with a second pass. "Please, don't force my hand. Your fight is done. Leave!" She keeps the weapon at her side, the blade humming.

Sajin blasts another Thug, finally, after the first two bolts go wide and rip burning holes into the bulkheads of the station. He turns helmeted head to look to Aryn, <<"Thanks...">> For the blocking of the bolt towards the balcony thug. <<"We better get out of here. I really don't feel like being detained by Wheel security...">>

<<I'm after him.>> Roth states as she steps off the balcony like there's solid ground beneath her. There most definitely is NOT. But she kicks on the rockets and she goes blasting over the crowd, following their quarry. She misses the first grab and she growls, <<Someone shoot this piece of kriff in the knee so I can scoop him up and we can get out of here.>> she states over the comms.

Kae has it! It's the best idea like -evar!- Suddenly she sees the running Duros, and she goes racing off after him, taking a great angle! Unknown to Kae, is her droids are getting in on this action too! Their master is in trouble!

Kae ends up slamming into the duros, pouncing/glomping/tackling him all in one rather well practiced-looking? No I'ts pure improvisation as Kae in all her armored glory slams into the fellow at a dead sprint. She shoves her blaster in his face point blank, at lest before the large Zed unit Kae keeps nearby comes running out of nowhere and then well flops on top of Kae and the duros... *OOOF!* is heard even over coms as Kae is kinda squished by said droid... And insult to injury?

Kae's FO model BB comes rolling over, ramping up a walk way and falling off, landing on Zed with a wobble of his flattened out Dome, and well, yeah, he's holding out a torch, like a thumbs up, and a manipulator in a salute motion...

Another <<OOF>> is heard as Kae's well squeeshed on top of the Duros! "This was eeeef, soo not the best idea!"

Vuu, their prey, takes hit after hit and keeps moving till Kaelyn gets him. Someone cut the music, alarms fill the absence of music.

<"Kaelyn took him down, Roth! We need to get out of here before the heat decides we are going to cool off in a holding cell and pay for damages."> Ca'tra is running and firing, missing the last thug blocking their exit. Three is a charm, the bolt blasts him backwards, letting the doctor grab an arm on the injured man and drag him towards the docks.

Normally this might have been seen as a good thing. Pounced by the Sephi endowed as he is. But Ledt is trying to run and when he is hit in the back he's pole-axed into the ground... and then crushed on by droids, left flailing, dazed and groaning while his big red eyes roll in his head.

Security is coming, not long now. Leaving now for those who were fighting? Probably a good choice.

A quick prod with Tara's Z6 makes sure that Ledt STAYS down, before Tara grabs him along with Roth and jets out of there. Jenth had been heading back to the hangar as soon as Kae had started the tackle, and should arrive at the ship about the same time. All in all... Not a terrible op. Messy, but not terrible. Nobody died.

With the situation falling apart, and those fighting now fleeing, Aryn recalls her blade by deactivating it. The electric squeal announces the end of the lightsaber's use, and she places it back on her belt. "Agreed. Thank you for your part in this, Sajin. We should leave now. I'm certain we'll see each other again." A tug of her hood ensures that it stays in place, and she turns to follow the crowd exiting. In the chaos, she makes for the airlock, linking up with the Eravana currently moored with the station.

Sajin nods towards Aryn, going back towards the landing bay where the Drikish Encouragment is. He radio's back to his crew to get the big ship's engines spinning while he books it like a runner in a relay for a gold medal.

Roth looks to Kaelyn when she tackles the Duros and there's a bit of a laugh, "Thanks." the flying Mandalorian states. "If I could just have that we'll be going." she tells her. "Unless you need a lift as well. I could probably carry both of you." she admits. When the Duros is handed over the woman grips him tightly and a bit roughly, "I'd hate for you to fall to your death by accident, so don't squirm. Keep your hands at your sides for the duration of the flight." she tells him as she lifts off again. Like a giant bird that's snatched it's prey off the ground.

Look at the eagles, Gjandailf!!

Well that's....one way to catch a bounty. With Ledt tackled and smooshed, then tazed and down, Narsai lowers her blaster pistol back to its holster. She'd barely glanced at the second thug as she'd shot him down with a pair of heavy stunbolts. Flicking the weapon back to 'kill', it was tucked away while the 'Alor Ordo' starts to drift back into the crowd. There were ships out of here to take, and Narsai didn't much fancy getting locked in prison.

Kae blinks as the person she's tackled is tugged out from under her? She blinks a few more times and her droids finally get off her... Sarge extends that whole grapel thing, grabbing Kae by the back while Zed grabs Sarge and proceeds to run, now dragging Kae behind... She blinks again and is flailing as they make their way to the Jax.. "Welcome fooolks! Glad I could help catch the crazy Duro thingie!" She says, she still doesn't quiiite remember what came over her for tackling the dUro though...