The rest of the patrol lay down some fire of their own. They hit Darien hard, center mass. The men you had jumped on top of run back behind some trees and fire at Falmok who is still trying to get his whipcord off the tree, hitting him squarely again, their blaster rifles proving effective against his armor.

Falmok recovers, and fires back at the closest group, managing to kill one of the patrol.

The others fire at Darien again, but miss as he slips out of the way.

I'm going in vod! Darien jets towards the rest of the patrol, weaving through the trees. He comes out behind them and opens up with his pistols, killing all three of them.

The others nearby turn in panic and fire erratically at Darien, missing entirely, as the guy near Falmok panics and starts to try to run away.

Oh no you don't chakaar... Falmok mutters as he aims at the one running away, waiting for him to clear a small cluster of trees... b-dap, the stun bolt closes the distance before the target got to cover, collapsing in a heap.

The remaining members of the patrol fire again at Darien, who instinctively spins to the side and the bolt hits the jetpack, Aw, haran, Cade's not gonna be happy. He fires off another hail of fire killing the remaining members of the patrol. Ke nu'jurkadir sha Mando'ade chakaar! It always ends the same. He applies a stimpack and comms Falmok, You took a couple hard hits, you okay? Did you leave any for Cade to play with?

I am fine.. Falmok assured him, And yes, I did save one. I'm sure Cade will be quite pleased.

Well, he'll be pleased with you at least. One of 'em hit the jetpack, I can't get airborne.

Kara, Darien called over the commlink, When you're done with those fighters, we're going to need a pickup, we're bringing a guest for Cade to talk to..

Copy that, just took care of the last one, on our way back.

As they waited, they put their newest guest in binders, then searched the others for anything that might be able to give them a clue to Maysh'la's fate..

Falmok held up a rifle and a ration pack. She must be close, all they have are rations and the rifles..

After a minute or two they could hear Solus circling overhead.

Darien, Kara's voice said, there's a clearing just north of your position. I'm going to set down there and you can deposit our new guest.

Darien nodded, watching the ship lazily drift in the direction of the clearing, Copy that, see you there.

It took Darien and Falmok about five minutes to make their way through the forest with their now groggy guest in tow, to the clearing.

Waiting for them at the ramp was Cade. Got tired of the jetpack already ner vod? Cade laughed. It's like you hate flying.

Well I do, but it isn't that. Unfortunately, they shot it. Sorry ner vod. Doesn't look too bad though.

Cade shrugged, We'll work on it when we can. Come on, let's get airborne and start our search. I'll have a chat with our new friend.

Darien walks past with the prisoner, < It may still be light out here, but it's getting late, some of us should get some sleep. After I drop this guy off I'll report with my superior to get court-martialed for desertion.>

Falmok pulls Cade aside, < Do you want me to take point on this vod? I know you don't like this, and if he's got any connection to Kyrt'sad, I take it very personally.>

<Not a problem vod'ika, I'll back you up.> Cade assured him. <Let's get to work.>

Falmok dragged the prisoner into the cell and sat him down on the bench. Cade stood back, blocking the doorway and brandishing his saber. What happened to the pilot of that crashed ship? Falmok growled. Why was it shot down?

He cringes back against the wall, putting his hands up defensively He bailed out! We found the seat, but no trace of the pilot! They weren't s'posed to be here, so we had to shoot 'em down. We have instructions to not let anyone get close. (from down the hall, you hear a voice that sounds like it's coming in over comms, WHAT! You're WHERE! )

Cade turned his head slightly and opened a private channel with Falmok. [ Uh, oh.. You better hurry ner vod, sounds like she's going to kill him.. ]

Who said to not let anyone close? Falmok asked.

The buyers.

Falmok growled loudly, Who are the buyers?!

Describe them, Cade told him, You better hurry before my friend really gets angry....

I don't know! I've only ever seen one of 'em, he looked sort of like you, but blue!

Cade straightened up.

A low rumble filled the room as Falmok slowly balled his fists.. Was he Death Watch ?

Who? I don't know!

When is your next delivery, do you ship it out, or do they come here? Falmok asked, a hand slowly going to his knife. His hand resting on the grip.

He nervously eyes the knife, shrinking back slightly, We're a go-between! We receive the deliveries and then the customer comes to pick it up.