The com's crackle to life. Static and intermittent due to the interference from the storm. However despite all of that the tone and message were crystal clear.

...you tried... escort... lost but........... best surrender or.... Oh well too late.

The man's voice confident and somewhat bored.

The lightening jagged, fast and furious it's thunderous presence dancing around the weaving Sentinel as it soars towards the stars above.

From the dark anvil clouds a strange female voice lashes out.

Turn them over now.

Her imposing voice, reverberates bone deep and seems to fill everything. Its savage caress of coercive certainty permeates the cabin.

Now. Do it now.

A chain of lightening criss-crosses dangerously close to your bow. It cascades and illuminates a black V flying fast towards you.

Jaycen can barely understand a single word from the Imperials, but for some reason, he feels compelled to help them capture the very people he risked his life to get away from them. "Yeah, I understand. Turn them over now" His voice detached and echoey. He reaches over and hits the cancel button on the hyperdrive computer's jump calculations. He glances over at Dax and says. "We should probably head for the Destroyer. Quicker we get on board, the quicker they can take him."

Kaimer continued to grumble about losing his beloved tool kit and gear as he began running systems checks on the ship.

Ignoring the rattling and shaking of turbulence in the storm, he focused on the ship diagnostics for a while before sarcastically replying, " Well, it appears that being struck by lightning is somewhat bad for the ship's systems. I'd advise against it next time, Dex, otherwise, you're liable to short out our Navigation system... which is skit timing right before a hyperjump."

Black space ahead, almost off of this rock. Then we just need to...

The coms crackle, and not for the first time, the voice of a powerfully seductive woman is about to influence his actions: Turn them over now.

Dex is not even sure if the Voice was inside his head, or from without, but he knows he must heed it.

ISD Examiner, this is Enforcer 2. Be advised we are en route to Landing Bay 3 with the package. Rapier Wing couldn't keep up, but we've picked up.. another escort... His voice trails off, sounding hollow, lacking the characteristic exuberance he usually exhibits while flying. He has just enough command of his thoughts to appreciate the sleek black "V" of the interceptor, briefly illuminated by a flash of lightning, as it closes.

Resist Fear Check
Results	2eA+2eC+1eD : 1 success, 1 threat [2eA=S/S, A/A] [2eC=Th/Th, Th] [1eD=F]

"Hey guy! What the Frell are you doing?!?!? You just deactivated our Hyperspace calculations??? Somebody grab this guy and shove him in a jumpseat til we're outta this frelling mess!"

Kaimer suddenly jumped to serious attention after he saw one of the passengers onboard suddenly shut down the Astrogation compiler.

"UNCOOL, man! VERY uncool!" Kaimer debated whether blindly punching in Astrogation codes was a good idea but decided that anywhere was better than their current location and situation.

"Time to go, people! Dex, get your astromech to adjust us on the fly but I'm punching it!"

Astrogation Calculations
Results	3eA+3eD : 2 successes, 1 advantage [3eA=A/A, S/S, A/A] [3eD=Th, Th, Th]

"DEX?!?!? What the FRELL, man? You too?!?" Kaimer was more than a little concerned now. He responded by cutting the ship's comms entirely. That woman definitely had a sexy voice but maybe no communication with the enemy star destroyer would be a good thing.

"Hey! Is there another mechanic and/or pilot onboard besides me?" He shouted into the hold. "Get up here and back me up! Or, get back to the engines and boost power now. Full power prep to hyperspace jump in 3 rounds or less... and we might need a hyperspace rip in fact..."

Kaimer had been scheming for months and years about ways to jettison a large cargo container or even an engine just before a ship made the jump to hyperspace in order to create a projectile traveling near the speed of light. Theoretically, he'd proven the concept many times over and had always bragged about how it was possible given the precision with which astromechs operated. Since their calculations were now locked in, it was time to test his theory. Desperate times called for desperate measures...

Kaimer shouted to Dex' Q7 astromech, "Cueball! I need you to disable the safety protocols regarding hyperspace jumps near a planet! I also then need you to jettison the landing skids and vent the refuse chute 500 microseconds before we jump! With any luck their vector will coincide with the direction of that blasted dreadnought and we'll rip through them with a couple of hyperlightspeed projectiles and chaff to blind their sensors."

As the droid began squawking and chirping in protest, Kaimer interrupted.

"Yeah, I know we won't be able to land planet side without crashing but we're about to be in a much worse situation if we land on that star cruiser! So, just make the calculations please! This better frelling work or we're all imperially frelled..."

at near light speed and what that would do to anything in the surrounding area)

Dex efficiently steers the Sentinel toward the Destroyer through the upper atmosphere. Still a bit rattled by the Voice, he responds too late to his friend's mutinous actions. Belay that, Cue... Frakk!! Damage is done..

Flipping the pilot override switch to prevent further sabotage, he growls. It's going to be much harder to drop our guest off, and make a clean getaway, now. Stand down, unless you fancy their guest quarters yourself?

"Dex, we've been friends for a long time, mate... & right now is a situation like Flerbos Station back during Spring Break after Senior Graduation. Trust me when I say that you're Trippin' balls, right now, and you need to stick to the mission... Remember the mission? OUR Mission? We need to leave right now, ok, Dex? Can you understand me right now, buddy?"

"Dex, Jaycen what are you doing!! We can't just turn ourselves over to the Empire!" Caess stands up and starts moving towards the front of the cockpit where Dex and Jaycen are in the pilot and co-pilot seats. "We have a mission to complete." Caess voice shakes slightly " AND we need to get away from the Empire! If you can't do that then go sit in the cargo hold. In fact both of you go there now!" Caess turns to the two astomech droids "Cueball take over for Jaycen, Omega One make sure they don't do any harm back there." Caess turns back and begins walking towards the front of the cockpit intent on taking over as pilot.

Kaimer thought quickly about what he could possibly do to remedy this before blasters started getting drawn...

"Dex, on that Star Destroyer is your ex-girlfriend, Kivana, and she wants to settle down with you and get married. If you land us on that star destroyer, you can kiss your freedom goodbye, man! Your parents love her family and her family loves yours... It's a dead end Cargo pilot's life for you after that. Boring, 9 to 5 job, flying a bus, remember? Meanwhile, I'll be your best man but after that I'm gone because she won't let you have any friends, remember? You're going to be Kivana's man and nothing and no one after that until you're old and bloated like your great uncle Owen... Maybe you'll go be a dust farmer and have 3 or 4 little ones. And then, never fly again... Is that what you want?

"Dex, come on man! Snap out of it! You're taking us directly toward Kivana!"

Dex knows something is not right, but his head is feeling kind of fuzzy... Kai seems genuinely distressed... and I've never seen the Commander's feathers ruffled like this? Didn't they hear the New orders? The... Voice? I have a bad feeling about this...

Dex snaps out of it. Commander.. That won't be necessary. Shaking his head, still not quite sure what had happened. We can discuss this later.. But right now, I'm still our best chance at getting out of here.

Cool, Jayce?

Kai..? Thanks.

Evasive Maneuvers, Omega One! Cue, Help me out here. Now where's that Interceptor?

Jaycen blinked, and looked at the astrogation computer, puzzled. He was having a very strange reaction, having witnessed himself do something completely against his character. He remembered shutting off the calculations, and suggesting going to the Destroyer. Why in the hell would he do that?! What had happened to him?! "The **** was that!?" His sense of control and composure fracturing as he was unable to make sense of what had happened to him. He got up from the console, and began pacing back and forth, trying to make sense of it.

You catch the sleek fighter by surprise and manage to pull away, however your total concentration on the getaway drives your right through a large anvil shaped cloud. A strike of lightening hits the ship and cascades brilliantly over the hull. For a moment power goes out, flickers and then reboots. However you can tell it fried the controls, a few lights on your control panel flicker in error.

Fear is a great motivator... Regaining his composure, but still driven by an unfathomable dread (and he can fathom quite a bit)...

Dex plunges deeper into the storm, in a desperate attempt to lose their mysterious nemesis. She'd be crazy to follow us... Aagk!! he cries, as the controls arc, a parting gift from the fierce electrical storm just before the shuttle escapes into the black vacuum of space.

Damage control!?!?

I need a co-pilot! Kai buddy, jump in, here! I'll get us outta here, just keep this bird flying.

Kaimer hastily jumped into the co-pilot's chair after Jaycen stepped away from the co-pilot's chair. Jaycen seemed extremely troubled at their momentary loss of reason.

"Uhh, Jaycen was it? I'm Kaimer. Nice to meet you! Sometimes the best way to deal with a dilemma is to focus on what you're best at and regain your control over your situation. You seem to be a sharp fellow. After that storm blast, we need help with the engines, the computer systems, and possibly medical assistance. Is there anything else that I might have overlooked or anything else you see that we need to deal with right now?"

The lightning strike and the ship's sudden powerless drop had filled Kaimer with a momentary flash of cold terror through his entire body. He could only imagine how the others might feel.

"I'll do what I can to help, Dex, just get us out of this storm and off this frelled up planet... asap!"

The stars extend into streaks of light, as the astrogation coordinates are finalized, and the proximity parameters are met. The remnants of the Rebel Cell and their asset make the jump to lightspeed just in time, evading pursuit and further interference from the Star Destroyer. The Ace pilot makes good on his promise to get them out of there, but no amount of fancy flying would have permitted the shuttle to keep ahead for long.

Woohooooo!! If you can't be with the ship you love, love the ship you're with! At this, Dex leans over and jostles Kaimer's shoulder. Not my first pick for this escape, but this baby can really fly when she has to. On our way to...

Uhh.. Commander? Where are we heading?

Is that ship getting closer? Nah, it's just tricks of the atmosphere, wait we are out of atmo!

Then with no warning the streaks of Hyperspace dance into view and the prison world disappears with the blink of a green Cyber enhanced eye.

" Thats it TwoJay, they got us out of there... with a bit of our help! Let's go and get acquainted a little more with these new accomplices."

"Beep boop bip VIP boop"

"No, we are not killing this lot, I don't think even I could overcome them. Much better to learn their weaknesses first."

Kaz climbs out of the gunners seat and heads off to find a refresher, some food, then a somewhat one way conversation with the first crew he finds.

Kaimer was still tense from their narrow escape but decided to breach the questions that needed to be answered. "Good question, Dex... So, where ARE we heading? Also, who's in charge now? I get that we're from different rebel cells and somehow our missions overlapped on that frelled up planet but moving forward what do we want to do? Is our next Mission going to now become a "Team UP"? I'm Kaimer Strineth, by the way. Nice to meet you all and survive..."

You emergence from hyperspace answers his question. Legos, another out of the way planet, with not much going for it, except a friend and a safe place, at least for now, to rest.

As the steaks of light settle back down to tiny pin pricks of light, you see a sparse ring of garbage and old scrap flaring around the planet.

( give me a 2diff piloting check to fly through and a vigilance or perception check 2diff 1setback)

The ship hyperspaced almost directly into Legos' orbit, appearing amongst the orbital debris, sensor bouys, and a few dilapidated jury rigged orbital defense turrents without raising any alarms. Kaimer noticed that there was an opening for Dex to maneuver in between the various satellites and abandoned orbital platforms and structures so that their ship could enter Legos' atmosphere stealthily and unobtrusively.

"Hey Dex, dip below that abandoned freighter drydock port. From there, you can get us down to the surface of the planet relatively easily and without incident if my calculations are correct...

If no one else has any objections...?"

Dex starts to bristle at the suggestion, but gives his friend a pass. He doesn't normally like anyone telling him how to fly... but then again, I was about to dock on a frelling Star Destroyer...

Dip below the drydock, aye. Maneuvering for atmospheric entry at optimal vector. What will this port bring, I wonder. A new mission?

Jaycen eventually calms down from his unusual experience, and spends his time cataloging his equipment. That makes sense to him, it's understandable. When they finish the jump, he notices their proximity to an associate of his, but doesn't mention it now as they are already heading to a different location. He just wants to get off this ship, get drunk, and forget the last 24 hours ever happened.

The ship descends through the atmosphere with a few bumps, nice and easy compared with the exit from Jubilar.

The yellow landscape yells at your eyes through the last whisps of clouds. Its brightness obnoxious after dim Jubilat and the blackness of space.

(Where are you headed?)