( audio. )

[pilot]

Everyone got their bearings? Good. It's time to get off this rock.

[ other people say hello. han ain't got time for that. ]

I checked the systems on the ship before we left. I think I can get comms back up. It's going to need work, but I won't know exactly how much until we get it out.

So here's your chance to do something good for the community: anyone who's tired of this dirtball and wants to go home, meet up tomorrow morning at the gate. I'll need people who can tell a servo from a nut.

[ a beat. ] And guards. I'm not interested in getting attacked while I'm carrying this stuff back.

( ooc: getting communications with the station up, pt 1! more information on all of this can be found here. )

Comments

yeah, that's fine!

[pilot]

Ideally, my friends. [ aka: the rebellion. ]

Less ideally, friends of friends. [ aka: still the rebellion just the people he doesn't know/like/deal with on a daily basis. ]

[limped]

[ Ugh this guy and his inability to give straight answers. ]

Sounds like a shuck idea, how do we know ya aren't working for Wicked? If they think we're dead, it's better it stays that way.

[ Ah, yes, Newt is still such a fan, can you tell? ]

That's even considerin' ya don't get killed on the way back there.

[pilot]

Seeing as I have no idea what Wicked is, I'd say your chances are good.

— who calls themselves "Wicked"? Was "Look at me, I'm evil" taken?

[limped]

You could have said that when we first met each other, ya know.

[ Not that he believes a shuck word this shuck-face says.

His next words get a soft chuckle from Newt. ]

They keep sayin' they're good.

I'll help ya carry things back. [ If only so he can keep an eye on him, and no doubt protect Tommy who will volunteer. ]

[pilot]

I could have if you didn't keep taking offense at everything I said. [ pot, kettle. ]

btw that newest dropship can be salvageable for han

[limped]

Well maybe if ya worked on your manners it wouldn't have been a problem.

[ Newt, please............ ]