Katarina tried to hold control of the ship. "Sasha, how far are we from the planet to landing? Will, check our engine, how bad is broken"
As she woke up, Sarah cleaned herself up. Putting on her blue body, before heading to the bridge. She orders the droids to scan the location she remembers the gang was based on.
"Power's down - restarting!" Will said, busy moving his hands on the console. A moment later lights flickered and came to life. "We won't be able to jump into hyperspace but the engine's working." He said then winced. "There is a rather large hole in the starboard... Turret five is not responding..." He continued listing damages and it looked like the ship would need to spend some time in the docks. Then Sasha called. "We are not far from a rural planet - Tattoine. There is a space port there."
The ship slowly moved toward's the planet. "The presence of imperial Victory destroyer here will raise some eyebrows." Panza commented. "You said that their base was somewhere in the desert?" He asked. "Which sector was it?"
(Yeah, my star wars knowledge is extremely lacking to give a specific answer.) Sarah pondered, "Hmm. If I remember right, it was somewhere south of the main city." She replied, "And we can use our presence to our advantage as well. They'd think we're just lackeys of the empire, so they'd probably welcome us with open arms." She added, before thinking again. "Hmm. Let me check if there are any spare uniforms here." Sarah returns to her room to see if there was any imperial officer uniforms.
Tattoine. Just great, It couldn't be better. "Ehh... Hutts space, or at least was until Jabba death. We have no choise, but land here." She said to hersellf worring about the ship, if they have enough credits for repair it. Deal, made with rebels didn't looks like for valube for local merchants. "Alright, call port control, that we will be landing." She said and lead ship to right place.
"Just as expected. Tell Stantor to Gas them out with some Dioxis Grenades....I want this matter settled now."
"It will take some time until we are in the range of scanners." Panza said as he started manoeuvring controls. "There are some uniforms that would fit you and others, but aren't you afraid that the imperial vessel will drow negative response?" He paused. "Strange. A damaged ship just entered the system."
"Mos Eisley?" Will asked as he turned to Katarina. Before he could continue, Sasha called alarmed. "Contact! Imperial Victory-class!"
Katarina nod to Will and turn to Sasha. "That day can't be better, isn't it? Alright, let's try to talk our way out if they contact ud, we are not in the position to fight back. Let's hope they didn't know yet about our last incident." She said fixing her hair and leading their ship to docks.
Rook nodded then passed the command. "There are no movements from other factions, as of now, but I think that it's a question of time before someone decided to fill in a power vacuum." She commented. "What's are next move, chief? Shal we attack rebels, Imps, other gangs? Or perhaps you have some other ideas..." She paused.
"Good, have everyone in the bridge wear uniforms. And don't worrt about negative response. This gang we're targetting is secretly backed by the empire. So that should make them drop their guard." Sarah replied as she stands up, "As for the ship, keep a close eye on it. As long as it doesn't try anything against us, don't bother with it." She said, before heading to her room to change.
A few moments were spent in silence. "It looks like the imperials are not interested in us." Will said after a moment. "That's a first." Sasha commented. "It will take about half an hour to get to the landing dock on Mos Eisey."
"Yes boss." Paz commented. It took a few minutes to droids arrive with the uniforms. "Shall I prepare the shuttle, or do ou want first to try and contact with them?"
Once she returned wearing an imperial navy uniform, Sarah smiles. "Contact them of course. I'm sure they're just dying to know what's happened to the empire."
Searching old battlefields seems like a useful idea, but Daltar decides to return to Naboo to attend social events, and gather some information about the planet's political situation.
Katarina give sigh of relief, next fight would be their last in their position, so she was glad the imperials ignored them. "Hmm... Half an hour waitning doesn't sounds bad to me." She get up from her pilot set and go to the fridge, feeling her troat dry. "Hey guys, do you want something to drink? We have water, some fruit juice and cold coffe." She offert and take for herself coffe.
Panza stayed silent for a moment as he entered codes on the console. After a moment an image of the woman showed on holo communication display. A wanted woman by the name Sal'bisic. Interestingly, the markings on her body read 'slave', 'slut', 'cock whore'.
As Daltar sought thought the net, he received invitations from there people - The Queen, the Duke of Paonga, and High Priestess. The question was, which event would he partake in...
"Hot Caff for me." Will said, still looking through the data. "We have lost four crewmembers - seven are wounded." He said seriously. Sasha sighted with relief, the tension releasing from her body. "Some cold alcoholic drink would be nice." she said.
