Surprised, the Sullustan, clearly more of a technician than a warrior, does nothing as he is shot. Dano frees himself from the dead man's grasp, and begins pressing buttons on the console. "Thanks. I can control things from here. I'll open doors and make sure the alarms don't sound for you, and I'll make things harder for Jabba's men." He hands Paz a slicing kit. "Use this on the door controls for the ship. It'll open it up automatically. It's one use, though, so don't waste it on anything else. Hijack the ship, and I'll take yours back."
"Good You better dont fuck this Up. Yasmeena lets go We gotta Move....are You allright?" He checks on her, gently touching her where The Wookiee grabbed her.
Opening her mouth to allow him she pushed her face against his, to taste him. Very slowly and a little reluctantly, they pulled away from each other. Hearing his suggestion, she thought it over. "You might be onto something. They're a problem because we can't be everywhere and organized when they do something stupid. They won't be able to handle an organized attack. And they would bump out a wannabe gang from controlling the area, allowing a more powerful group to easily come in and steal whatever they have going on..." She made the implications clear and nodded. "Nobody will miss them. They only exist because I kept them breathing this long...it's about time to make an adjustment to their health plan. I prescribe a series of blasts into their boss's skull until it's melted to the point, nobody can even identify the body for burial."
She nods. "I'm fine." She coughs a bit. "Let's head out. Good luck, kid". As they move towards the hangar they see a small group executing some stormtroopers. The leader, a man wearing Mandalorian armour, tells his men to go ahead. "I'll deal with these." He draws a pistol, and unsheathes a writblade, as the crew runs into the next room, only to be trapped as the doors close in front and behind them
Cyrus looks earnest. "Let's wipe them out, then." His arms wrap around her. "I know it's stupid. We've known each other for like five minutes, but I want to kill them all for fucking with you. Including that bounty hunting asshole".
Paz looks from behind a Container at The Scene. A....One of My People? What's going on here?" He looks at Yasmeena.
The Mandalorian calls out "We all gotta survive, friend. I'm doing my job. Get out of here, or I'll kill you".
Paz looks at Yasmeena and gives her The Slicing Kit. "I trust You to Handle this. I come after I promise"
She kisses him. "Good luck." She runs off into an open doorway. The warrior fires at her, but she rolls to avoid it and manages to escape unharmed. After, he faces Paz. Wordlessly, he speeds up using his jetpack, and throws an armoured punch at Paz.
Paz is caught by suprise and silently curses himself for leaving his own Jetpack in The Ship. He dodges The Heavy punch and grabs him, wrestling with him before He Speaks with him on Mandoa (mandalorian language) "Brother what are You doing here?"
The Mando responds in basic. "What do you think? I need money, Jabba's paying, and I get to kill Imperials." He throws an elbow up at Paz.
Paz stumbles backwards. "Im not Hired by The Empire. I want their Shipment. We can Team up and You get payed. We dont have to Fight eachother Brother. There are too few of Us left to Murder eachother over a Shipment!"
She actually laughed a little bit. Contemplating murder always brought the best out of people. "I didn't see his body with the rest. That will be a nice score to settle." The silence came again as she was embraced, the warmth of her body meeting his. "...it's definitely strange from how things started. Neither of us really knows that much about each other...and you're still one of the most impressive captain's, I've ever served under." Thump. There it was again. That sensational. Heartbeating rapidly, and pulse accelerating without any drugs involved. She knew the signs. The symptoms were evident, but it still seemed unlikely. It wasn't really like that between them anyway. At least not in terms that could be easily described. They were...there might not have been a proper word for it. Being so close to him, it felt like none of her problems mattered compared to his. If he asked her to stay on forever, she didn't think she'd be able to refuse. But reality had to surface back, and this wasn't the time to think about it. Against her will, she had to change the subject. "...where do we start looking? I assume that either we press each low ranking tadpole for what they know and they might not know anything....or....I'm used as bait to be followed and see where they are hiding." She was hesitant with saying the most practical option, already having an idea of what his reaction would be.
"They'll probably be too wary to come after you again so soon. We can go ask some people. Dealers and pimps aren't known for their loyalty, and gangs like that advertise their presence." He seems aware of the atmosphere between them, looking flushed.
"You fear a Fat Slug? I work for someone who can deal with that. I wouldnt be here if I would have another Choice."
The Mandalorian stands and shoves Paz back into the wall, stabbing at him with the wristblade. "He'll kill me."
Paz grabs his Arm with The Wristblade and twists it before He can stab him. He grabs him and throws him on The Floor.
The warrior cries out in pain. "Ugh! The longer we take fighting, the closer my crew comes to killing your woman. Finish me off, or leave!" He tries to escape.
