Xyron kept a watch on the ship in front of him. He hated how his commanders kept information from him, but he still loved his job. All he could do was wait for the ship to leave, or the passengers to exit. The ship he kept watching carried Jaina which he was supposed to be looking out for, even though she dissaproved of such "needless" protecting, he still had to do his job. He wanted to do his job, because that is what he is good at. He had also noticed the young reporter sneak into the ship as well, if she got caught, he hoped they wouldn't harm her.

ooc: for everyone playing the home game, the ship is still in the hangar and there are no stowaways on my ship....))


Sergeant Maharas walked quietly to Jai, studying her with his eyes....taking in the depth and whole of her...seeming to stare through her. "Be gentle with young Azrael...he has many burdens that he must carry. He sees in you kinship....family....something he has not had in many years. His father was killed in battle...his grandfather hasn't the time or the ability to relate to him...He is only sixteen years old."

"Azrael is of the Solo bloodline, some five generations removed from your own, he has not the skywalker blood you inherited from your mother. He was born at our home, our monastery. He has been trained for a very long time, and if he survives this tour, he will become a fully ordained battle brother."

"Maharas, that is enough. The young lady will hear enough of our people soon enough." John reappeared from the sealed chamber, clad in white robes. They were fresh cotton, the purest of materials, never worn before. John flourished a hand, indicating the door to the chamber.

"If you will follow me."

René let out a small scream. Her first reaction was to spin around, and noticing the grith of her questioner, she next turned to run. Of course, the crate behind her proved to be a problem and she tripped, landing with a thud on the landing bay floor. So she got up, and had nowhere to go.

"No. You can't help me. Am I in breach of any Republic law, good sir?" She looked down at her horribly stained gown, sighed, and balled her fists on her hips.

Jai was, to say the least, stunned. "A..A...<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Solo<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->!?" She was now official dumbstruck. This whole trip had been one wierd thing after another.

Yet, finally, there was John...She went into the chamber he indicated...Jai only hoped this day wouldn't get any more odd than it already was...

Xyron started to get impatient, so he unbuckled himself from his craft and shut the systems down. He would be no good if they just sat there all day. This was getting quite annoying and it just didn't seem to fit anymore. The side of the ship that he walked quietly over to was shaded pretty much. He silently crept up the side of the ship, it was quite hard to do in darkness but he was able to find his footing.

He finally reached some sort of door, maybe it was the garbage release, but it would do. He took out a small steel-cutter, which looked remarkably like a lightsaber. Maybe it was a lightsaber except this was smaller and didn't make nearly as much noise. He planted it on the door and ignited the tool to make a hole in the door just wide enough so he could crawl inside. He found there wasen't any garbage inisde the small room he had entered, they must have emptied before they arrived. He cut a whole in the ceiling of the room near the wall, then took the plate of metal he cut away and placed it on the floor. He crawled up above to find himself in the wall structure. The inside of the wall wasen't that thick so he could crawl up pretty easily. He listened for any sound through the walls but didn't hear anyone. He cut a whole in the wall in front of him and took the peice away. He looked around and made sure no one was in the room and then dropped down into the room. He placed the wall peice back in it's hole to make it look as best as possible without anyone noticing easily. He looked back around him, he was inside...

OOC: *gasps* Ohh boy. Did you just cut holes in the man's ship? Ohh are there going to be issues. You may not know John, but I do, and ohh was that the thing not to do. Run Theseus, run:)

P.S. Sorry for adding a meaningless OOC comment, but I haven't found any good reasons for me to be there yet. Good RP'ing though ladies and gents. A nice job all around so far.

ooc: umkay kid....))

Outside the ship, Winston looked down at her, his helmet comlink kicking on. The pilot had doen a quick count of the lifesigns aboard the ship, and there was an extra body somewhere. He had already contacted Maharas adn the decison had been made.

"Miss, i do not know the laws of the Republic, however, you have planted a tracer on my master's ship, and that brings up questions, if you will come with me, we can try to answer these questions in a more comfortable space. " The other three soldiers moved over towards him, weapons raised. They all looked towards the hatach of the ship, as the remaining troopers fanned out. The tuend their scannign gear up, looking for the breach in the hull that the pilot had reported.

"Found it," one of the troopers said quietly through his comlink. The remaining five troopers gathered around him as the pilot set his fingers to motion.

Inside the ship....
"Jaina, put this on." John handed her a breather unit, with a freshly changed cartridge. "we have an intruder in the walls."

The structural integrity warning came on in the cockpit, and the pilot shut all access to the breached area. Furthermore, he flooded the ship with Korizine Gas, which will render most people unconscious for several hours with a whiff. It was perfect for this kind of situation, with contact being enough to shut someone down for a good hour, even through heavy clothing. The initiates had changed into their combat armor, the full pressure suits sealed and powered up. The ship filled with the dark gas as the blast door seald shut, the wall closing in to seal off the hull breach...

Outside the ship...

"YOu'll need to put this on." Winston said quietly, pulling the pressure suit from his pack. "We have an intruder who is about to be expelled from our ship."

Meanwhile, the soldiers gathered around the hull breach raised their weapons, aiming at the breached section, knowing that the only way to go was back out the way that had been come in.

Inside the ship....

The intruder had picked a fine place to enter, the barracks room had been turned into a killzone, bunks overturned, soldiers kneeling behind, weapons raised. The gas was slowly filtering in, everywhere but the master's sealed chamber. John sat quietly in the chair, the forcefield erecting itself around him.

"Have a seat." The Forcefiled erected around the area she was in, keeping her contained, slightly. "Do not be worried, the field is not to contain you, it is to keep you safe."

"From what John?"

"From me. In the past, i have pierced one shield, but two is beyond my ability."

"Excuse me?!"

Well..that did it...the feeling of being confined, for a smuggler, was bad enough...but now this...?

"Oh no no no....it's time for the Solo to go. Lemme outta here, Kid."

René gulped as she saw the group of soldiers around her.

"I can explain everything, you don't need to-" she started, but stopped in mid-sentence. She wouldn't escape from this. But she could use it to her advantage. Jaina Solo was on that ship, and she could talk to her if she saw her. So she raised her arms helplessly and waited for orders.

Right when the first soldiers had entrered the room Xyron moved behind a wall, and he pulled out his Heavy Blaster Pistol. He hoped nobody had seen him, but he knew that he was spotted when he saw the gas seep into the room. He detatched his standard gas mask from his belt and placed it over his mouth and nose. He looked around the corner to still find the men stationed there in some protective gear. He was trapped, 'I hate being trapped, I'm an agent, I should never get into these kinds of situations. They must have had the main systems on and found my little hull breach. That means I can't do anymore wall climbing.

I doubt they have sensors on the inside walls though.' He pulled out his cutter once more and made a hole in the wall behind him, then closed it up when he was inside the wall. 'I can always leave some credits in the cockpit on my way out for the damage done.' He smirked, and climed up to the side, trying to manuver around beams and wire inside the wall. He finally stopped and emerged out of another wall. He stepped into the room to find it filling with gas also. The gas touched his clothing and he started to feel faintish. ‘Oh great, you idiot, you never even thought about it being skin sensitive, that’s why all those men were wearing protective gear.’ Then his world went black, and he fell into the darkness of unconsciousness...