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Message: <blockquote data-quote="LostSoul" data-source="post: 618541" data-attributes="member: 386">Bessie's airlock hisses and squeals.  They were securely locked to the customs crusier and the boarding crew was coming across.  Troy, Arthur, and Feyd stood in the entrance, waiting for them.  Feyd hoped that his lightsabre, hidden in the folds of his Jedi robes, won't be picked up by the crew or their scanning devices.  Even moreso, they hoped that the crew wouldn't find Darius and his illegal weapons and armours.The airlock crashes open and steam fills the passage between the two ships.  A floating sensor array is the first thing they see.  Next come the four Imperial naval troopers, outfitted with blasters, blast vests, and their huge black helmets.  Two sensor operators come next; then finally, the officer.  The troopers aim their blasters at Bessie's crew.The officer approaches Troy.  "Are you the captain of this ship?""Yes," he says, "that's me, sir.""Well, what's your name?  I haven't all day, you know.""Paul Atreides," he says, "and this is our ship, the Dark Runner.""You know, of course, that your transponder codes are being flooded with Karlisite particles.""We're headed to space dock to fix that.""Running without proper transponder codes is a class three offence.""We ran across an ion storm in hyperspace," Troy says, "and we just dropped out to get it fixed.""Even so," the officer says, "there are fines that must be paid for running dirty."  Troy supresses a smile.  "I'm sure we can handle the paperwork," Troy says.  The officer nods at him, smiling.  "Well, then," he says, and pulls out a datapad.  "We've just got to make a quick scan of the ship and take a crew manifest.  I'm sure you have no objections to us getting started right away - unless you'd rather take care of the paperwork now?""Sure," Troy says, relaxing his posture.  "You can scan later."  The officer moved towards Troy.Suddenly Feyd chimed in.  "You don't need to scan the ship," he says, waving his arm and focusing his attention on the officer."What did you say to me, little one?"Feyd tries again.  "Uh - you want to send the scanner crew back and leave our ship?"  Feyd's voice wavers and he touches his lightsabre."What are you trying to say?" the officer says, but is cut off by one of the troopers.  "Sir, he's got something under his robes.""What?"  The officer takes a step back and reaches for his blaster.  Looking at Troy, he says, "What are you trying to pull?""Nothing," Troy says, trying a comforting laugh.  "This kid doesn't know much of the galaxy.  Look, everything will be okay -""Search him and take his weapon," the officer says.  "Scan the ship for any hidden power supplies or weapon sources."  When the first two troopers step towards Feyd, Troy grimaces.  Feyd stands in a rigid pose, a focused look in his eyes.  Troy knows where he's seen that before.As soon as the first naval trooper touches Feyd, a hum fills the room.  Feyd's lightsabre springs to life.  "Get your hands off me," he says calmly."He's got a weapon!  Blast them!"  It turns out naval troopers aren't big fans of lightsabres.Troy draws his blaster and jumps for cover, firing while in mid-air.  He burns a hole through the vest of one of the naval troopers, sending him flying back.  The trooper doesn't move again.The hum of Feyd's lightsabre grows into a loud growl.  His lightsabre swings back and forth, blocking the bolts coming towards him.  He shifts his weight, moving from a defensive posture to an aggresive one, and hits the nearest trooper with his blade.  The trooper crumples.  Feyd keeps moving with his lightsabre, blocking shots that are coming for him."Arthur!" Troy yells, "get Darius!"  Arthur bolts.Troy peeks his head around Bessie's interior walls and aims for the officer.  The officer, fumbling with his comlink, snaps a quick shot at Troy; it misses, and leaves a large carbon-scored hole in the wall.  "We're under attack!"  the officer is able to shout into the comlink before a well-placed shot from Troy's blaster catches him in the head.  The officer collapses, his blood splattered against the open airlock doors.Feyd moves closer and closer to one of the troopers, his lightsabre always in front of him.  He blocks one last desperation shot from the nearest one, then finishes his stride by cutting the man's forearm off up to the elbow.  The last trooper flees out the airlock, following the path the two sensors operators already took.  Feyd stands, tightly gripping his lightsabre, victorious."What the hell kind of <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />ing mynock piss idea was that?" Troy yells to Feyd.  "I had the guy ready to accept a bribe!  Why the <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /> did you whip out your glowing prick?"Feyd remains vigilant in the doorway.  "The lightsabre is the weapon of a Jedi Knight.  It is my duty to keep it safe.  I must not lose it.""Oh yeah, so you risk all our necks here because of a stupid <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" /><img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />ing tube of metal.  What do your 'forceful others' say about that?""I did what needed to be done, nothing more.""Let's not forget about the fact that we're strapped to an imperial ship that could blast us into shrapnel as soon as we take off.  Oh no, your 'Jedi weapon' is so much more important.""Get off my back, Troy!""I just hope you realize that we're probably just as dead as these troopers here, all thanks to you and your great idea."Feyd turns to face Troy.  "Shut up and leave me alone!"Troy prepares another round of verbal abuse, but reconsiders it when he sees a small cylindrical object drop into the cabin.  It clinks as it hits the floor, again and again, falling closer and closer to Feyd.  Suddenly, after the wild rush of combat, everything seems so quiet.  Troy curls up into a ball and prays.The grenade's explosion rocks the ship.  Troy peeks his head up, seeing nothing but smoke where Feyd once stood.  No way the kid could have survived that, Troy thinks.  Naval troopers are probably moving in now.  I hope Darius shows up soon.  It doesn't take long for Troy to make out the shape of a blast helmet in the clearing smoke.  He takes aim, but his senses tell him something is out of place.  The smoke has a blue-violet tinge to it.  The ringing in his ears turns into a violent hum.The smoke swirls around a risen Feyd.  His lightsabre lunges at the naval troopers.  It catches one and cuts him deep, leaving him on the ground in a bloody heap.  Blaster bolts fly out at Feyd.  All are blocked by his sabre.  Troy smiles.  Not bad, kid, not bad at all.  Troy fires two quick shots at the dark shapes in the thinning smoke, and is rewarded with two heavy thumps.  The smoke clears and Troy gets a look at Feyd.  His robes are torn, his padawan braids burnt away, and he is covered in his own blood.  But yet Feyd stands, his head lowered and eyes tensed, holding his lightsabre up and pointed at the remaining naval troopers.The naval troopers move back.  "Three men fallen, no enemy casualties!"  Troy singles this one out and cuts a hole in his blast helmet.  The trooper falls with blood spurting erratically from his head.  Feyd advances on the the two troopers remaining.  They level their blasters at Feyd and, with trembling hands, they fire.  Both are solid hits.  Feyd growls and cuts down one of the troopers.Troy aims at the last one and fires.  The trooper is knocked back against the airlock wall, immobile.  Troy relaxes the grip on his blaster and watches Feyd.Feyd advances on the downed trooper.  The trooper's empty hands are raised.  "No, please, no!" he pleads.  Feyd isn't listening.  He raises his lightsabre and thrusts it down into the trooper.  The pleas turn into screams, then gurgles.  Deep red blood gushes out the trooper's mouth as he flails around the lightsabre.  Feyd slowly twists his weapon in the man's gut.  The trooper still struggles against it.  Feyd continues to thrust his lightsabre into the man and he cuts deep into the floor.  Feyd's hands are stained by the fallen soldier's blood.  Finally, the twitching stops, and Feyd backs off.Troy comes around the corner.  "Nice work," he says.  "When you mean business, you really don't mess around."  Feyd says nothing and moves to the airlock, closing and locking it.Darius' arrival is heralded by the heavy clanking of his armour's boots against the metal floor grill.  Arthur follows behind him.  Darius reaches the scene of the battle with his two heavy blaster pistols drawn and fully-charged."What'd I miss?"</blockquote>

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