The blonde, still unconscious, doesn't resist as she's stuffed into the bag. Still, as the two Twi'leks pull the bag through the criminal headquarters, they find their path blocked at the door by crossed axes - two Gammorean guards blocking their way, though luckily neither of them is the one Tow disabled in the bathroom. "What's in the bag?" One of them grunts.
"Fine." Eve sighed, "I suppose we have bigger problems to deal with." She replied as she slowly eases up, "So, does this place have some other path to return outside?" The android asked, trying to gauge how much longer before his pursuer breaks down the ice wall.
Looking at the ice wall, Eve sees massive cracks running through it, and dark shapes on the other side, though the ice is so thick that they're impossible to see clearly. "This place is heated from below by natural thermal vents. We can swim through the underwater caverns. It'll be cold, but the vents mean we won't freeze." The sound of cracking gets louder, and Eve sees panic on the boy's normally overconfident face.
"That is... risky." Eve replied, "Even if we don't freeze from the water, we will the moment we get out. Unless you have a way of drying our clothes?" She asked, looking around for some other place to escape. The fact they're relying on explosions, that means they don't have a force user. She thought to herself, pondering if engaging the enemy might be the better option. No, I suppose if we openly worked together, there's a chance Wreen just leaves us for dead. Eve shakes her head, as she continues looking.
"I was hinging the plan on us getting back to your ship before that happens." Wreen replies tersely, saber raised as he looks at the door. Looking around, Eve sees another crevasse in the wall, like the one she used to get into the snowy chamber in the first place. Going through it means she doesn't risk getting wet, though moving through the passage sideways will be slow. An explosion announces the intruder's entrance, as chunks of ice go flying, before four black armored men rush into the room. "There, it's the Jedi!" One announces. "Call the others here, and prep for target extraction." The one with the red epaulette, probably a commander, orders. "And the women?" One of them asks. "They were fighting the kid before. Probably bounty hunters or law enforcement. If they don't leave, terminate them."
Isabia join to them, shooting by her both guns to droids and call to Vetrik. "Take Countess and her guards and get into control room. I and Jedi will hold off these droids until you turn them off." She said covering with Jedi their retreat by her beskar armor and his lightsaber.
"Tsk, damn it." Eve groans as the pursuers managed to enter before they could find a way out. "Sorry, but he's my bounty." She said, as she grabs and throws a weak explosive grenade towards them to disrupt their formation. "Swimming for it is out of the question, it looks like they have back up as well, so we can't risk being slowed down for too long." The android groaned, as she charges toward the group once the grenade explodes, hoping to quickly dispatch them so they could use the crevasse.
"That's insane!" Vetrik shouts, but as the guards follow her directions, he's forced to go with them and cover the countess. Back to back, Isabia and the Jawa get ready, as the B1s spread out around them.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 8 (Crit Fail) Eve HP: 38 (-1 Explosive Grenade) Eve presses the button and hears the distinctive beep as the explosive arms itself. Tossing it forth, the android sprints into the fray. Unfortunately, as she takes off running, she sees the enemy command take his weapon by the barrel, and like a bat, smack the grenade back at its owner. The grenade detonates in midair, and suddenly Eve's flying again, landing back painfully on the snow, auditory receptors ringing again. From where she lies, she sees Wreen diving into the cold water. The enemy commander orders his men to go after her, the orders clear despite Eve's temporary deafness. He also, it seems, orders one of his men to walk up and execute her.
Isabia nod to Jawa. "I will take air and leave ground to you." She said and fly with her jetpack, shooting to coming droid and using her gauntlet launcher of rockets to larger groups of droids.
Thinking quickly Tow gave an answer that would make the guards not want to look into the bag. "Our Idol was kid enough to allow us to take her clothes to the laundry!" She said with excited voice. "She is such a compassionate person - that means we can meet her again!"
(Lols them rolls.) "Gnngh!" Eve groans as she's once again sent flying, landing on her back. D-damn. They're more well trained than expected. She thought to herself, as she does a quick scan of her body to see if there was any major damage, especially around her limbs. That idiot, he'd be lucky if he just freezes to death. She thinks to herself, as she uses her right hand to grasp her blade. Waiting for one of the soldiers to get close enough, before aiming to stab his neck.
(-1 Rocket) Spoiler: Combat Rolls Isabia: 73 Jedi: 22 Droids: 10 Remaning Droids: 40 Up in the air, Isabia sends forth a rocket that sends several B1s flying, as the Jedi starts hacking away. But soon, the Jedi becomes surrounded by the oncoming B2s.
Spoiler: Manipulation Roll D100: 83 The pig men look at each other, before rolling their eyes and unbarring the door, letting the Twi'leks pass with some rough squeezes of their asses on the way out. Tow makes it about halfway back to her ship, traversing the undercity, when she starts to hear moaning from the bag, and feel movement from inside it.
Isabia used her pistols to make way for herself through droids as she fly lower to Jedi. "Jump on my back! We buy enough time for them!" She scream im battle, to fly after Vetrik and Countess squad.
Cursing a little, she uses Ny'yari as a shield, as the two stop on the side of the street, out of the sight - then discreetly stuns Zoom once again. After making sure that the duo is unfollowed, they make their way to the ship.
Looking down and doing a diagnostic, Eve sees that she's mostly fine, though she'll be sore if she walks away from this. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Eve: 70 Purge Trooper: 63 As three of the troopers move forward, two using their blaster rifles to pin Valentija down behind the lightsaber bench, while the commander enters the water, a fourth man moves up, blaster raised to open fire on the android. "What a waste." He shakes his helmeted head as he looks at her for a moment, before his finger tightens on the trigger. He's unprepared, as Eve bolts up, her sword slashing beneath his helmet and impaling his neck. As his gurgling sounds fill the room, one of the men firing at the blonde turns to open fire on Eve.
"Utinni!" The Jedi nods and hops on, his light frame barely weighing the Mandalorian down as they fly away, droids slowly pursuing. Isabia finds the door to the control room open, blaster shots sounding from inside. Taking a peek, she sees a group of dead and imprisoned soldiers at the feet of the guards - as well as Vetrik, a bead of sweat falling from his brow as he points his blaster at the last surviving hostile, a man who stands behind the countess with an arm around her throat and a blaster pointed at her head.
"Nnnh!" Groaning as she managed to stab the trooper, Eve takes note how the other one's attention moved toward her. The android grabs the dying trooper's body, using him as a shield as she picks up his blaster. She returns fire, hoping to distract the two remaining enemies to give Valentija a chance to get a good shot in.
Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 59 (Minor Success) Tow hears a yelp as she stuns Zoom, and then the bag goes silent. As they drag the woman up the slave ship's ramp, though, they immediately feel it begin to rumble again, and the zipper is pulled down from inside.
