Cade looks between Kara and Darien. What do you think? Clear out the remaining trash?

Kara tapped her helmet to Cades, in as close as Mandalorians can kiss while in armor. Hon, I appreciate your passion, but you are seriously injured..

Cade pointed at the leaders body, They're Thorned Circle. They've come out of ba'slan shev'la..

Kara pulls back, pausing for a moment. Dar. Can you ask the Rangers how they're doing? She asked quietly.

Let's see. Espio? How is it going?

We've just about routed them! We lost a corvette, but we've got 'em dead to rights, we've already disabled three of their Gozantis and the Marauder is on the run! How's it going on your end? Darien glances at Cade, Fine, couldn't be better. We killed their leader, sorry we couldn't take him alive. There is a moment of silence on the other end, Alright, that's unfortunate, but I understand.

Cade cut into the transmission. Try broadcasting in the open. Tell them the Mandalorian children are back to finish the job they started, but you will accept any surrender to save themselves from the horrific death of their leader.

Okay then. I'll try that.

Darien slips his arm under Cade's shoulder, supporting him, Come on vod, let's get you back to the ship. You need a rest. As he turns, Kara sees blood starting to seep through his body-glove, staining it red.

Kara pauses, then walks over to the leaders body, considering it for a moment. Then kneels down and tapping her fingers in the blood, standing up, she writes on the wall in basic.

Never mess with Mandalorians, for they have long memories and short fuses.

She looks at the message for a moment, nods in satisfaction, then hurries to catch up with Darien to help with Cade.

They made their way to Mesh'la Solus without too much trouble; Cade stumbled a few times, but with the help of Kara and Darien, managed to stay upright. When they reached the Airlock, Cade stopped them, held them at arms distance as he steadied himself. Time to create a legend. Cade told them, then slowly at first, confidently walked through and boarded the ship. The former captives stopped what they were doing and watched Cade stride through the cargo bay. For most it must have been a horrific sight; a bloodied Mandalorian, with the front of his helmet painted like a vague stylized skull.. Like some battered visage of death. A few reached out to touch him, either to thank him or just to make sure he really was alive Cade wasn't sure.. He was singularly focused on the ladder to the crew deck, to climb it, reach his bunk before he passed out in front of aruetii...

Darien whispers to Kara, You should go check on him, see what you can do. I'll go ahead and get us out of here. He starts to head to the cockpit

Darien keys the comm as he gets in the pilot seat. Vhal'ika, form up on me, let's escort the YV-865 out of here. Darien flips to the open channel. YV-865, form up with the C-roc and Lancer, we'll escort you back to Vindalia. Espio, this is your Mando friends, there are three ne'kaan leaving the lower part of the base. My Lancer, a C-ROC and a YV-865. Please confirm, and advise a rendezvous point at Vindalia.

Ne'kaan confirmed. Transmitting coordinates now. We're mopping up the last of them and will rendezvous when done. There are two AA-9 transports waiting to receive your passengers, they will meet you there.

Copy. We'll see you at the rendezvous point. Happy hunting Espio.

Darien led the way back out of the asteroid field and back to the jump point. Once there, he transmitted the jump coordinates to the others, and pulled the Hyperdrive controls once the others jumped.

While in hyperspace, Darien asks Chubbo if he can help fix the ship. Chubbo eagerly climbs under, over, around, and in, the consoles and circuitry for a few minutes and then pops back up. Ifoundsome'ulnerablecircuits,soIaddedsomeextrabitstofixitup.Itshouldworkbetternow.Ialsofixedsomeofthelooseconnections.Myfeeis... 500credits! He grins up at Darien, Ialsofoundsomepiecesthatwouldbeperfec'formylightswitch.CanIhave'em?

Darien raises an eyebrow. Cheeky mir'sheb he thinks. How about, he says, I pay you 250, and you tell me what parts you'd like for your lightswitch, and I'll buy them for you. Brand new parts.

Mmm...Okay!I'llmakealist!

Meanwhile, on the Cat's Thorn, Falmok and Jorn are trying to fix the shields, using the tools scrounged from the workshop on the Cat's Thorn. They manage to bring it back to full power, and shore up the hull a little bit. There, we did it a'dika. Good work.

Thanks! And thank you for rescuing us.

Meanwhile, Kara is trying her best to treat Cades injuries...

They you go Cad'ika, it's not perfect, but I've stopped the bleeding and got you all bandaged up...

Cade smiles weakly, t'anks karrr...i... ... Cade murmurs then fades into unconsciousness.

Kara smiles down at him, stroking his hair gently.. It's ok cyar'ika, you rest up. Falmok and I will check on you later and see if we can get you back on your feet. She bends over and kisses him on his cheek. hmm, maybe a shave while we're at it. She smirks.

Kara gets up and heads to the cockpit. Hey Dar, I've got Cade patched up best I could... We should really invest in a med droid and a couple of astromechs. Kara slips into the co-pilot seat and goes over the readouts..and notices some improvements in the systems.. Oh, you get some repairs done?

Chubbo did, the little swindler. He did the work and THEN told me I was paying for it. He did a good job though.

Kara busted out laughing. <That's hilarious!> HAhahaha!

Darien grimaces, Do you want to take over? We're about 20 minutes out.

Kara nods her assist, still laughing. Sure ner'vod, I won't even charge you... hahahaha

Right on schedule, the three ships emerge from hyperspace. Ahead of them are the two AA-9 transports, as promised. They dock up and transfer the rescued prisoners to the transports, which will take them to Abregado-rae, their original, intended destination.

Darien and Kara cross over to the Claw following the prisoners as they themselves began passing through the ship and into the Thorn so they could board the ships provided by the Rangers. Waiting for them in the Claw's cargohold, sitting on a crate was the Elomin freighter captain.

He stood up and greeted them, Everyone is safely transferred to the transports. Just wanted you to know before I joined them.

Darien shook his hand. Would you be interested in working with us? You did an excellent job piloting this crate, and apparently some of my team are keen on keeping the C-ROC we captured. It could use a good Captain. We can't promise a completely safe job, but we can guaranty an interesting one. And hopefully, a profitable one.

It's not like I've got anywhere else to go. I'll take it. How much are you offering?

For a start? Kara thought about it for a moment, To be on Stand By, 400 credits a month, and your gunners 200 each.. When actively working, depending on the job, we can work out the details, but Hazard pay is of course a given.

Sounds good to me. Thank you for this opportunity.

What are your instructions?