Iraa placed the barrel of her gun against Harbringer's helmet, after sprinting directly to the engine room. "I... Could ask... You... The same... Thing." she said, clearly out of breath.
Williams was still fighting against the imperial forces, who were slowly being pushed back. Thosbforces were nit clones, so he could easily handle them.
Allan turned and whipped out both his blaster, pointing them at the two new arrivals. "I could ask YOU the same thing!" He yelled, trying to sound somewhat dramatic. "Looks like we have ourselves a bit of a tense impasse..."
Hoping neither of the bounty hunters would realize she didn't actually have a second gun, Iraa raised her spare hand up, and pointed her pointer and middle fingers out. "Alright, so... What are you guys here for? Maybe we can work together. Maybe." She asked calmly.
"I have a vested interest in this derelict Star Destroyer, Lucky. A...friend of mine was on that ship. We trained at the Academy together. His name was Cataan. Juna Cataan." The Moff turned away from the window and strode toward the droid, then placed a hand on her shoulder. "I don't know if you understand the concept of 'friendship' or not, but I know you understand orders. Find out what happened to Cataan. If he's alive, I want to know. If he's not..." The Moff exhaled, his tone softened. "He wore a ring. It has the sigil of the Academy on it. If he's not alive, I want you to bring the ring back to me. For closure. Do you understand?" Lucky nodded, the servos in her neck whirring quietly. "I knew you would. You know more than you let on..." The Moff took his hand from her shoulder and straightened his posture. "You are dismissed. The pod leaves in ten minutes." It hadn't been long before things started going south for the expeditionary force. It was only a handful of rebels, but her force was only a handful as well. During the scuffle, she briefly considered running toward the bridge and shutting down the life support systems. She had no need for oxygen, after all. The Moff would've expected that. But she knew better. She needed the force that came with her; they were more valuable alive than dead. There was one rebel in particular that worried her. He was a crack shot who felled two of her team. Before she could issue an order, he threw a grenade that lit the corridor ablaze. She took the flames as easily as one would take a stiff breeze, but her uniform was burnt to a crisp. She scowled to herself, unconsciously realizing that she was 'naked'. The feeling unsettled her, but she knew that she had a more important mission. She let the rebel rush past her, she didn't even fire any shots from her blaster. She made her way toward the bridge.
Williams kept pressing forward agains the impreial forces. He took a pair of them down.... but he had only one rebel with him. He managed to take them down thanks to his clone training, and since those imepials.were not clones, it was really easy to push them. They soln arrived to the near the imperial shuttle, makig it hard for any inpreial on the ship to go back info the shuttle.
(Keep in mind, the Stormtroopers are still clones. And there is a good reason of why their shots are bad. When generated, the clones are put through quick training, unable to have the time to learn properly how to actually shoot correctly. Thats what I have heard, they are still clones and what not.) Firing and taking fire, Kyoto was doing his best too help push back the units of Imperials. He could see they were doing a damned good job, one body after another fell to the ground, this was good. He would throw an Incarnation Grenade, the grenade bursting into small flames but soon caught a good amount of troopers ablaze, the intense heat could be felt even from where he was. He continued to fire, every shot making it to either an arm, leg, or body, Kyoto did what he could to live up to the old reputation, to the kill the mercy within.
(No, just the 501 th legion are clones, everyone else are not because of the kamino rebelion, maybe there are still some, but scatered in other groups) Williams took cover after he saw the graned, then went back into action .
Hit in the back by an errant blaster bolt, Mel went down, seemingly dead but really knocked unconscious. The rest of his squad carried on without him. (I'm a bit confused; wasn't there only meant to be like four or five Stormtroopers, Mel included?)
"I just need to get to the bridge. But due to the ship being in lock down, the turbolift isn't functioning. There should a console here to redirect power, but if that damn fool lights up the coolant, we'l!" He said, gesturing to Allan.
"Hey! I need to head to the bridge too!" He said with a bit of a smile. "I say we make a deal. I leave this here, we merrily trot up to bridge, do our business, then head our separate ways. Everyone wins!"
"I'll go with you, but not an Imperial or Rebel." Harbinger turned around, pointing his rifle at the Rebel soldier, while slowly walking back to the console. He punched in a quick access code, and reallocated power from the shields to the turbolift. "It should be open now."
"Well... If you guys are going to the bridge, I suppose I'll come with. No reason not to, right?" Iraa said, after standing in silence. "It beats shooting at people and getting shot at. You guys don't seem too slimy, like some of the others I've meet. I'm Iraa Tik. What's your names?" she holstered her gun, and began to lean against a wall.
"My fellow Mandalorians call me Harbinger." He lowered his gun, but did not take his finger off the trigger.
"Tim." Allan lied, holstering one of his blasters and keeping the other down and at his side. "Tim Eastwood. So, what are you two doing on the ship?"
A sudden quake rocked the Star Destroyer, and soon after, a man's scream echoed throughout the entire ship. Iraa yelped out in fear, and drew her pistol. "Alright, Harbringer, Tim... If you guys don't mind waiting a bit first, I got a bomb to place in here." she said, motioning to a pouch on her side.
Williams went to make sure that the other ones they took down were dead, but he found one just unconscious. He decided to just leave him there... no, he made sure he was still alive.
"Don't worry about!" Allan said with a cheery tone. "I already got a detpack here. Now come one, the bridge isn't just going to walk to us now." he said as he made his way out.
