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((I'm so sorry, everyone. Things have been SO crazy where I am, but things are FINALLY settling down, so I'll be on more often. Jedi, I'm finally able to be on IM again as well, so ya. sweatdrop ))

As Ryshel sped towards the leftmost Star Destroyer with half of the other fighters, she sent the other half towards the other Destroyer. "Concentrate all power to your shields and just go in as a distraction!" she ordered. "All we need is enough time! Once the ion cannon is charged, fire it, and then all craft make the jump to lightspeed and I'll transfer final coordinates later. Now, on my mark, evasive maneuvers!" All of the X-Wings dove and flipped and spun to avoid the incoming TIE fighters and soon enough, the Star Destroyers' firepower was also concentrated on them. Just in the nick of time, Ryshel heard the Cruiser's captain's voice come in over the comlink.

"All systems charged, firing ion cannon!" A bright flash dove straight down the middle of the fray, eliminating any obstacles that would block the Cruiser's lightspeed jump, and then it was gone.

"This is Red Leader," Ryshel called triumphantly. "I've transferred the coordinates of the Cruiser's destination. All fighters, break off your runs and make the jump!" One by one, each of the remaining X-Wings disappeared in the same direction as the Cruiser.

(9 and i think it'd dead...)))

It was just another day for Alliana. She had little to do until that night when she would be guarding for the Thief Lord Lykel. She grimaced slightly at the thought as she walked along the slightly rolling meadow outside the city towards the small nearby forest, how long would she work for these people? She sighed, As long as she needed food to eat and a place to sleep. Things could have been worse, she reminded herself, not much, but worse.
Allie arrived at the little grove of trees, her place of moderate peace, and sat against her favorite one, leaning her head against it. She breathed deeply taking in the sounds and smells around her, so much sweeter than those in the busy city where she, unfortunately, lived.
A sound not familiar to her reached her ears, her brow furrowed and she opened her eyes to look around for the source. Nothing was readily visible. Next came the smell. It was strange, nothing she had ever smelled before, and not at all pleasant.
Allie stood, she knew something must be wrong in her little forest and she was going to find out what it was, and fix it. She checked to see if her sword and dagger were in their usual places, they were, but no bow and arrow. Those were replaceable, her sword and dagger weren’t, and with the amount of thieves in the city, she couldn’t leave anything she valued lying around, even if it were locked up.
It wasn’t hard to find, the thing that had been giving of the smell and, she was sure made the noise, was sitting in a clearing a little ways from where she had been resting. It was the strangest thing she had ever seen. It shone like well polished armor, except in places where it had been scratched or dented. There were lights coming from it that were not a reflection of the sun. And the shape was like nothing she had ever seen. The closest equivalent that she could think of was the head of a certain dragon.
Allie immediately drew her sword, and hid herself. Whatever it was, dangerous or not, she did not want to be caught off guard. A part of the Dragon Head opened, and a figure started walking out. Allie stared, baffled, Why was the dragon’s brains coming out of it’s head? How were they coming out of it’s head? She tightened her grip on her sword, ready to defend herself should it come to that, or attack should this… thing be a threat to her home.
It’s brains were fully in view, and Allie blinked. It was the strangest looking thing she had seen. It was the shape and size of a slightly short and stocky man, but it had a strange white covering on it with what looked like a glass bubble over it’s head. Allie had seen glass before, but it was nothing like this. This was clear and smooth, and she could not help but stare, until the man/brains started touching, and cutting plants in her forest.
As dangerous as this Man-brain could be, anger came over her and she stepped out from hiding, right behind the Man-brain.
“Drop whatever you are using and lift up both your hands where I can see them.” She ordered in a commanding tone, her sword-point digging a little into what she thought of the small of the man’s back.
The Man-brain stopped what it was doing, but didn’t put it’s hands up like she had ordered.
“Put your hands up.” She said again, slowly and deliberately. She was speaking common, so she thought it would understand. But the bubble on it’s head…
Before she could finish the thought, the Man-brain spun around, and knocked her sword out of the way as it did so. It was now facing her, a strange object pointed at her chest.
It said something in a strange sounding voice that seemed loud to her ears. Regardless of how loud his voice was, Allie did not understand him (Yes, she now realized it was a him). Realizing this, Allie figured he did not understand her either. Regardless, he was trespassing.
Allie now had her sword up in a defensive position. She eyed the thing the Man-brain had in his hand, and realized, by the way he held it, that it seemed to be a weapon of sorts. Allie assessed the man further and saw that his balance was bad, she could easily disarm him, trip him, and have him in an arm-lock before he knew what hit him.
Allie did just that. With a lightning-quick swipe, she had the object out of the man’s hand. She simultaneously swung her leg, making him fall. But as Allie pulled the man’s arm into a lock, a black funnel-like thing came out of the sky, swallowing them both up, and dumping them…

On a strange planet. The Man-brain looked around, and said something that sounded like a curse, his arm still held behind his back by Allie. Allie stared at the strange devices around them, she didn't notice the strange object flying at them until it was too late. Suddenly she felt a tugging sensation somewhere around her navel, and things went dark for a few moments until they both collapsed...

Right in the back of Ryshel’s fighter. They both fell to the floor with grunts. Allie still had hold of the man’s arm, but her eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she looked around the small area. Her grip weakened enough for the man to get out of it, and attempt to pin her to the floor.

((Sorry it's so long... sweatdrop ))

Allie realized what the man was trying to do and tried to use the movement (of the ship) that she felt to her advantage, making it so the man couldn't pin her. She put the man's arm in a lock again, then looked around the small space that they were stuck in. Her eyes were slightly wide, her expression similar to that of a trapped wild animal.

Fillor Blankel cursed in fluent Kardakian. Of all the things he didn't study, he had to run into a martcial artist!! And what a time for his universal translator to malfuntion. If only that blasted thing had worked. He gropped for one of smoke bombs on his belt. Please let this work, he prayed to his great creator, then squeezed them and dropped them onto the floor. The room started to fill itself with smoke and he felt the girl's arm loosen from around his neck.

Blankel only moved enough to not get hurt much more. She may look delicate, but this creature was very strong. Just wait, he thought. She'll pass out soon.

Fillor rubbed his arm as the girl let go. "Well that's much better," he mumbled to himself. He picked his smoke bomb back up and turned it off, placing it back on his belt. He then took off a colapsable fan and put it in the center of the room to get the air curculating again adn the smoke to dissipate. After a moment, he took off his ugly helmet and detattched the oxygen suply for the girl to use. He wanted her to let go of him, not kill her.
He set his pack down adn started fittling with his universal translator on his arm, trying to get it to work propperly. He didn't have the time to learn a new language.