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Xander Morhaime:
"Well, I'm looking to get off the ship, if that counts," the dark trooper said, standing up, grinning down at Thorne behind his helmet, then turning around to the newcomers once more. "A pilot?" he said, looking at the last of the other group. "Well girl, if you can fly a shuttle, I promise not to shoot you," he replied with a shrug, then turned to Thorne once more. "Well, aren't you the lucky sort my ward is not the vengeful type... and that I don't have time for anything elaborate. Get out of the way," the clone said, reaching down to grab Thorne by the front of the shirt and, without bothering to lift him up much, toss him onto the two dead infantrymen by the wall opposite to the turbolift. Then, as the lift arrived, he stepped out of the way for the Jedi, nodding his head lightly. "After you."

Journey:
Fathima took the blaster rifle from the dazed rebel into her hands, keeping it pointed at the ground.  He seemed to be reliving some past traumatic incident.  Fathima shuddered inside and wondered if his flashbacks were anything like her own.  "C'mon.  Even if you plan to do something, rebel scum, now's not the time.  Let's join the trooper for the moment.  And don't go picking up one of the other blasters, please."

Turning to the trooper, she asked.  "There's room for us too, is there?  I have an astromech with me if that makes a difference."

Gargulec:
The twi'lek entered the lift, and so did you. You were hearing the sounds of a battle not far- there was no time to waste. 
'I hope that you have the launch codes, armoured one?' asked your pilot. 'Yes? That's a releif.' She then noticed Zal and muttered 'An astromech. Fine, I hope that it can assist in flying Lambda Class shuttle.

After a second, the tutbolift arrived in the hangar. It was empty, save from one lambda class shuttle in the middle, which you quickly boarded. Inside, your pilot moved towards the cockpit, and started the taking off sequence.

Interior of the ship was quite spacious, as for the shuttle. Few bunks, few crates with supplies, an Universal Energy Cage in the corner- not an standard equipment, but definitely useful.

With low hum, the engines came to life. If there was anything you wanted to do, now it was the time, for the flight that awaited you was hardly looking to be slow and safe.

Xander Morhaime:
Once aboard the shuttle, the trooper showed "his" prisoner to the cage, taking off her shackles and neural disruptor collar before locking it. "I do have to take some precautions, you understand," he told her, then turned and passed the shackles to Fathima. Even if she was a bit oddly dressed. "I'd advise putting these on your pet, we can't have him running about the shuttle completely unrestrained," he informed her.

Journey:
Fathima did as directed, putting the shackles on the rebel after strapping him into a seat, in case any excitement was in store for them.  She tried not to stare at the Jedi as she went about her business.  So a Jedi's Force presence is entirely different from Vader's.  What powers do they have?  And would it...would it be possible to get her to teach me?

With her task complete, Fathima ate a small portion of food, to restore some of her energy.  She then returned to the cockpit and asked the pilot, "So where are we headed?"

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