(this is set before my other rp, in the battlegrounds section)

Bato was running through the 100th floor with an unmatched haste, his blaster pistol currently bashing his legs. "where did i leave the bike?!" Bato shouted to himself. only 3 metres behind him 2 guards where persuing him. " come back here rodian!" the one hissed at bato. Bato responded by a forward roll and shot from his blaster pistol knocking the guards hat off and stunning him, allowing Bato to run faster. "there it is!" Bato muttered to himself, before staring in relief at his converted imperial speeder. "Ill have to get down onto that planet. but how?" Bato asked himself, before diving onto the seat. he kicked down the thrusters and speeded through the 100th floor, dodging several people on the way

"This is easy" Bato thought to himself, his speeder slicing through the air. until, quite unfortuneately, Bato noticed the trip mines that had been set up in front of him " o for Quays sake" Bato cursed to himself, before blasting the top 2 left trip mines and flying at an angle through the metal debris

* 2 minutes later*

Batos speeder was becoming dangerously fast now, the blasters had started to randomly fire at everything as a consequence. "ok, i might have to get out of here faster now" Bato muttered between breaths of adrenaline. suddenly, a thought came to him. "the trash pods fire to a planet that is uninhabited" Bato thought to himself, dodging giant wookie travellers in care. " i will have to fly in one of them" his thoughts continued, before activating his holo computer system. "computer" Bato spoke out loud, pausing to throttle harder " target the waste floor and direct the speeder to it" Bato continued, before closing the holo screen again

" 93,92,91" Bato said to himself, flying down the elevator shaft. "wheres 30?!" He said to himself in frustration as he memorized seeing 28,29 and 31. then, he noticed it. there was no 30 in the lift shaft. "who would want to take a lift to a sewage hole?" Bato said to himself, before blasting aside the 31st floor lift doors and flying through the corridors, searching for some stairs

Bato flew down the stairs of the 31st floor, his speeders engines whining with tiredness. " thaty was lucky" Bato thought to himself as he dodged corners and people while he was going down the stairs.

* 10 minutes later, 30th floor*

The stench of the sewage floor almost made Bato heave. "smells like a wet Wookie in here" he muttered to himself, trying to stop himself from chuckling. deciding that his speeder could need some rest, he parked it by an incinerator and hid behind a large pile of fast food remains. There were two guards nearby, carrying nasty stun tasers. "How would I clear them off?" Bato thought to himself. Then, out of the corner of his eye, Bato saw something quite.... unexpected

(I hope this is alright?)

Muro woke up with a massive hangover and no idea where he was, except for the knowledge that it wasn't where he wanted to be. As consciuosness slowly returned, he realized three things:
A. He was naked.
B. He was in a sewer.
C. That the Twilek girl from the night before had responded WAY too well to his pickup lines.

The only surprising part of that, really, was the sewer. The more he thought about it, it just didn't make sense. It just seemed too much for a simply dumping an unconscius body after rolling him. While he was puzzling through exactly what he had done to wind up in the sewers, a buzzing, rodian sounding voice interrupted his thoughts. "Smells like a wet wookie in here."

Peering over the top of the refuse pile he had woken up on, Muro spotted the person who had spoken. Yep, Rodian sure enough. From the looks of it, he was running from the two guards working thier way through the sewer with stun batons in hand. Muro considered his options. He needed clothes, a gun, and some credits. The guards weren't likely to help him, and might end up arresting him on the warrants that come naturally with living an interesting life. The rodian, on the other hand, would likely prove grateful for any help he could get. Arming himself with a peice of bent pipe, he caught the bug's attention, and gestured towards the guards with it, mouthing the word "ambush". The rodian nodded, and drew his blaster...

(nice link ;) )

Bato rolled forwards and spun to be pointing towards his speeder. "get on!" he shouted to Muro, before jumping on himself. thrusting the accelerators really hard, Bato flew off down the hallways, dodging the jutting scrap metal either side of him.

"the waste rejection pods where are they?" Bato muttered to himself, before taking a sharp turn from a furnace, barely missing the naked mans bare arms. Bato turned his attention back to the "road" and noticed a pod, ready to go and with all the strength in his body he flew into the pod and escaped off the ship

I should have just stayed hidden. Muro thought to himself glumly. Instead of ambushing the guards with Muro, the crazy bug jumped out into plain view and yell for the blue skinned smuggler to get onto a speeder with him. With his options now being to either jump on a moving speeder with a deranged alien criminal, or stick around with a pair of VERY suspicious guards, the choice was obvious. He jumped.

And now he was trapped on a waste disposal pod. In space. With a crazy person. Naked. It was pretty safe to say he had been in better situations. Worse ones too, probably.

He turned to his new companion, wishing he had a blaster so he could SHOOT the bastard. "You know, it probably would have been easier to knock those guards out or something, instead of jettisoning us into space. You know what, nevermind." He reached for his comunicator, only to realize he didn't have one. Or anything else. "Please, PLEASE tell me you have a communicator on you."

"dont carry one, remember, outlaw?" Bato said sarcastically, before checking the automatic navigation. "this is set to detonate after another 300 miles!" bato shouted, before crouching to fiddle with the override, attempting to set it to the farthest away planet as possible until he noticed something; there was a little droid floating in front of him, a blaster jutting out of its front. "shit" Bato said to himself, before rolling backwards and drawing his pistol, the trigger flying on and blasting the droid apart. " looks like were dead" Bato muttered

The droid fell in a heap on the floor. "the controls got hit!" Bato hissed, before fiddling with the panel. "were off to Anoat Muro, time to panic." Bato mumbled, before looking to dust off his speeder. "and get some clothes" Bato chuckled to Muro