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[Would Sirra or Jix let Amos, for example, use their long range weapon?]

Winta

She saw that Jix was dealing with Mhar-li's injuries; Sirra had gone to work the blaster, Preach to close the door, 2BB-2 fix the ship's systems, and JB to fix the ship and fly it.

"Amos, help JB fly the ship!" she called. "She may have to take her eye off flying to fix things."

Winta herself went with Preach to cover him as he closed the door.

(He hasn’t asked so it’s yet to come up)

Amos

"The biggest thing I ever piloted is a land speeder. Might want someone else." he replied, moving toward the front just in case.

"I don't think there is anyone else, Amos," JB called back as she settled in and took the 'stick' and familiarized herself with the readouts and positions of various control interfaces. "And, think of it as a big land speeder, okay... less repulsor, more engine."

Once she felt she had the hang of it, she spoke again,"I don't need you right now," she said haltingly as she focused on keeping the craft stable first and foremost. "Just hang close, maybe take up a weapon but listen for me if I need you..."

She was done talking. It was time to become one with the ship. Sitting in the chair kind of put her in charge, well, at least until Winta gave her an order that is. But, for now, she set the quadjumper into a sweeping arc with enough speed, if she had it, to make it hard for the Strus to lead her with their weapons but still keep them in a firing arc for the door gun and anyone else who could get some shots off. The battle wasn't over yet and until BaBay got a check on what was keeping the Quad from getting the power it needed to push up and out of atmo, she needed to buy time. Helping the Scavengers seemed the right thing to do. Plus, she was happy to get back into this fight with the bullies.

[OOC Winta can fly things in space - this defo not space. Or she would have given a hand.]

Ooc note: if in fact someone does come by for Sirra’s weapon she will hand it to them in this situation.

[OOC: Jix too, the team is her current hive, even on a small scale. She would share. ]

GM

Jix slips the stim from her webbing and jams it into Mhar-li's neck with a hiss of compressed liquid, then she lifts the woman out of the chair so Jelly Bean can jump in and take over.

In the rear, Sirra has no time for tidiness and pulls the cord on the enviro-suits. They drop out of stowage, bouncing on the floor, some flying out the back of the Quadjumper.

But a TAU-6 rotary blaster cannon also swings down out of the ceiling and pokes its muzzle out of the door.

At the hatch door, Preach has a wider angle on the scene outside and can start to spot for Sirra.

The swoop bikers are red-misted, thirsting to close in and get a shot through the open rear hatch.

But then the rotary blaster lets loose plasma hell from the open rear hatch. The swoop bikes veer out of the firing arc in panic.

The door no longer needs closing, so Winta can assist Jix. Having a rotary blaster firing full auto, not far from their heads, does make talking calmly almost impossible.

There might be some blue language in the cabin, not least from Mhar-li as she's rolled onto her front by Jix and Winta and sees the vibroshears appear from a medpac.

"Head south... to Carbon Ridge. More cover." Mhar-li calls to Jelly Bean.

Fabric is cut then the smell of charred flesh fills the interior. Smoke rises from a ghastly wound.

A crater, black around the edges, burnt and still sizzling deeper in. There is the kidney, looking scorched and the renal vein is torn but not severed.

Twisting her neck, Mhar-li's eyes go wide when she sees the gory mess.

"Is that me? What the hell! Is that me!" She screams, throat dry.

(With that degree of plasma burn, she probably can't even feel it.)

Amos stands behind the Twi'lek pilot, gripping the back of her chair and scanning the skyline ahead.

There are tall, spire-like rock formations to the south, though from this distance he can't see any ingresses low enough to get through at their current altitude.

Despite the screaming, the heavy blaster fire, 2BB-2 focuses as only a droid can, jacking into the Sunstrider's flight engineering system.

He's struck by how basic it is compared to a Corellian system, but the Quadjumper's makers, Subpro, are renowned for their zero maintenance, super heavy duty designs. Corellian Engineering, not so much.

Sunstrider has had a lot of work done on it over the years. It even had a retrofitted hyperdrive at one point, so it might've done some parsecs too.

Right now the problem seems to be the upper fuel atomizer. It's clogged. In-flight solution: Access atomizer via the roof, unscrew injection port with hydrospanner and put a plasma bolt in it.



[Mhar-li has a 91 point Critical Injury. As bad a Critical Injury as you can have without being unstable and in danger of imminent death.]

2BB-2

A brief alarm cycle from the droid to draw eyes momentarily, as he projected up a schematic of the problem, the solution and the location thereof. It followed up with an image of himself transferring the data payload to the ship computer, followed by using his grapples to octopus-climb to the external fixture, anchor himself in place then execute field repairs with the multitool.

Whilst this was going on, 2BB-2 began transferring the data. Once he was no longer a single point of failure, he could be put to use solving their energy problem despite the risk and the extensive evasive maneuvers.

Jix

"Best lie flat.. and still.. so I can do what I can. I am a medic not a doctor so I need all the help you can give me."

There. Good information. The patient is in the picture.

"Jelly Bean. Any advance information before sudden moves would be useful."

Jix considers the problem. One kidney could well be enough. She hopes so. The wound is already cauterised so no danger of bleeding out. So priority is to repair the renal vein and the pack whatever she can into the wound to provide longer term pain relief and prevent infection. Not a nice injury but she will do what she can.

She uses a small spray of plastic skin to surround the vein and reseal it. Once done she uses her water spray to clean out any loose material or charred bits of flesh, then uses the ochre gel plus pain killers and proactives to aid the wound in healing. Her last job is to close the wound using a patch to seal over the hole to prevent anything getting in to undo her good work.

"You need to rest and not further your damage. The patch should stay on for a couple of days and then applied afresh."

End on a positive note she has been told.

"You should live."

Sirra:

“Don’t get away so easy now.”

Breathe in, out, refocus and fire. Perhaps this time she can get a few.

Preach

"Two o'clock low, 275 meters to 500 meters," he calls in a loud voice. Observation and report is just a portion of what he is trained in, and he knows how to vector shots even if he prefers his violet blade. When he sees the next grouping of bikes he calls them out to the gunner again. He would help as much as he is able.

Winta

Medicine was not a skill Winta had spent any time mastering, but she did what she could to help Jix deal with the patient.

Jelly Bean

The Ryllian shifted in the seat, Mhar-li's blood soaking into the seat of her jumpsuit. She could 'feel' Amos' presence directly behind her, staring over her at the rock spires on horizon that were fast approaching. The laconic lawman really didn't have to say anything, and if he did, it would likely be direct and to the point.

Jelly Bean hoped that Mhar-li would survive, sure... but if this call to run south for the canyon was a feverish outburst then Jelly bean hoped she saw through it before it was too late. And with the Strus Gang swoopes in hard pursuit, she had to keep the speed up. But she knew it wasn't going to be enough. She swept back and forth across the plain, creating a gentle zig-zag, to make it just a little harder for the bikes chasers to lock on. It wasn't enough either, but with BaBay trying to fix the power issure, any sudden movements could be disastrous for the little droid.

The sound of the heavy gun firing out the rear ramp was loud in her cones, it must have been deafening back there. And yet she heard Jix ask for advance notice of sudden movements.

"Kriff me," she muttered. Perhaps loud enough for Amos to hear, "...and I'd like a new set of lekku straps with pretty flowers... and, while we're wishing for druk that probably won't happen, I'd like to be the Queen of the Galactic Republic too."

She cast her head back over her shoulder and yelled loudly, "Doing my best Jix..."

All she could hope for at this point though, was for Babay to get her some power... or an opening in the wall of rock to appear once they came fully into view on the horizon line...

She let her hand slide from the yoke to the thrust controller, and she focused on the Force. Maybe she could help Babay. Time was running out. Focus. Time is irrelevant. Trust The Force.

"One Mother, One Breath, One Spirit, Vahs ka Ryma’at..."

Jix

Whilst she ended on a positive note she is not comfortable that she had been truthful enough and so added a qualifier.

"..but only if you don't do anything.. =anything= before getting some proper treatment. OK?"

GM

Winta rips out a metallic blanket from a sheath on Jix's backpack and unrolls it over Mhar-li. A coiled cable connects a small controller with a coloured buttons and a dial.

As orange lights blink on under the blanket, Mhar-li tries to stay calm, listening to the Verpine.

But 2BB-2's droidspeak seems to upset her.

"What? The fuel atomizer's rammed!" She says, "Well someone better get up there and fix it."

With the edge of the antishock blanket lifted and providing light, Jix sprays on the activator for the skin-sub she'd applied. It foams up yellowy white and Mhar-li's eyes go wide at the sudden return of her pain sensors.

"****!" She gasps and passes out. Jix tweaks the dial. Mhar-li is stabilised.

Meanwhile, Preach and Sirra can see another two swoops at a distance gunning their engines to catch up.

The others swing back across the rear of the Quadjumper, pumping the triggers of their blasters. Sirra spins the barrels of the TAU-6 and spews plasma, punching holes in several of the bikes but not downing any.

In the doorway, Preach blocks any dangerous bolts with his lightsaber and suspects in the shadow of the interior, his glowing blade might be what the swoops are shooting at.

The BB-unit might be sizing up the top hatch when everyone hears something land on the hull.

The hull is covered by three loading camera's but only one screen. Amos can switch to the dorsal camera and doing so reveals grainy video of a Strus-hole clinging to the top of the Quadjumper, having been dropped off by another biker. He has something in his hand, it looks like a magnetic proton grenade. A highly focused, drilling blast, used for blowing out locks during boarding actions. Or slapped onto a sublight engine, it could keep a good mechanic in work for weeks.

Leaning forward, J.B. can see a break in the ridgeline ahead. Carbon Ridge looks like a Trandoshan's smile and about as inviting, but threading through rock formations would force the swoop bikes to fall in line behind the ship. So stay out on the sand or hug the rocks?

2BB-2

The urgency of the fuel atomizer repair was vastly compounded by the presence of the Strus on the roof. The droid didn't hesitate, swinging for the top hatch as fast as he could disengage from the computer which now hosted a copy of their prize. He had to get out there, give the grenade-holding enemy a blinding blast of Cryoban, and then see about fixing the power problem. The organic couldn't well use a shaped charge if they couldn't see.

Preach

He realizes that his violet blade might be attracting fire, but he is just fine with that. Any offensive fire that he blocks and prevents from hurting someone or something else, is one little win for them. So he keeps his weapon in hand. He has been a guardian for a long time, and those habits are hard to break.

Amos

"See if you can dump that boarder up top." he said to Jelly Bean as he pulled up the ship's schematic on one of the consoles in case he had to find a hatch and blow that raider off with his gun.

Jelly Bean

Jelly Bean glanced up at the monitor a 2nd time as Amos spoke. She nodded that she understood. She had seen the Strusser up there with some kind of grenade in hand and already had an idea in mind. She just needed another moment... there. Repulsors set...

"You better get ready to get up there," she said to the lawman. "That canyon is coming up fast and if BaBay can't us power then... well... you know what happens...

JB clicked the quadjumpers internal comms on so she didn't have to yell.

"Prepare for a Zero G drop..." She maxxed the Quadjumpers available power to get as much altitude as the ship would give them.

"Everybody hang on to something..." One hand on the yoke, and the other adjusted the repulsor charge setting.

"In... 3... 2... 1!" Jelly Bean fired the repulsors on full to push the ship up very suddenly. Her hands worked the various control interfaces, as if everything had to be timed and done in a specific order. G forces would pull everyone toward the floor. And she then shut the repulsors off as she pushed the stick forward to level off, dropping the bottom out on everyone. JB fired them again, at a moment that she was keeping in her head, to soften the bottom out so they didn't crater and splinter into pieces and she pushed out of her drop.

Amos would know when to go. He would know what to do... just in case the Strusser didn't get dumped.

Jix

Well she had asked for a warning.. and understands that they will all be worse off if the raider gets his way. She places herself across the body, not touching and anchors herself as best she can to anything fixed, bottom of the pilots chair and the racks behind her, so she can offer as much support to her patient as she can. She will need to check her again afterwards, providing they both survive.

Preach

The spry old man wraps his arm in a strap so that he has something to hang on to. For the maneuver, he shuts off his lightsaber for a moment, but keeps it in hand.

GM

Although the interior of the Quadjumper has been stripped out, there is still equipment stowed around the walls and ceiling. Enviro-suits and a rotary blaster cannon as an example.

Amos may not have seen it at first, but the top hatch is there in the middle of the ceiling and 2BB-2 is already making his way to it. Amos can follow or take the lead.

Winta

She wrapped a leg around the nearest fixed thing, and held on to another with a free hand. The other hand and leg she kept free to try to stop large and heavy things impacting Jix and the patient.