Survivors of Taris 0 - 2 Hoth Assault Force

"-I hate this cat and mouse game! I say we stop running now and fight instead Zayne!" Jarael threw the electrodriver into the mechanical bag, tools flying.

"-Calm down Jarael. Anger will not take us far and it will not help us to think clearly. You know where anger takes you."

Jarael stares at Zayne. She clenches her hands and her knuckles turns white from the pressure. She fills her lungs with air and holds it down for a long period. She closes her eyes and tries to clear her thoughts. She then lets the air go with a big sigh.

"-You are right, Zayne" Jarael sits down on the floor. She starts to collect the tools. "-We need to get this piece of junk up and running so we can get of this Force forsaken planet before anymore Sith agents finds us. Or the Masters for that sake."

Zayne sat down beside her. He put the Thermalburner in the tool bag and closed it.

"-Yes, you are right my friend. We need to get of this planet fast and keep a low profile among all the backwater planets in this system. With both the Sith's and our old Masters on our tail we need to rely on the Force to guide us through. Another accounter like the one today could be fatal."

Zayne stood up. He reached for the tool bag and started to go away into a side shaft leading away from the bridg further into the spacecraft.

"Hey Jarael! Take a look at the clones. Se if Ray and Mirek are healing properly in the Bacta Tanks. I will be wrestling with the Navigation module to get this piece of crap off this planet tonight."

"-Ok. Where are we heading then? To another backwater world?"

"-Yep. Thats how it's gonna be for a while, before things settle. Don't worry Jarael. We have been through worse and survived havent we? Ha ha ha."

Zayne's laughter echoed down the tunnel. Jarael pushed the opening stud and entered the medicae facility. She muttered to herself .

"Yeah we have old friend...... but I have a bad feeling about this"