Raezyr snapped his blade off and slid back into the pilot's seat. "Like hell. Let's see how they like a full load of proton torpedoes rammed up their jets!"
"Raez, wait!" Dianna put a hand on his shoulder. "If we fight that cruiser, we all die. If we live, we may find another way out of this."
"She's right, we've got some time, let's think for a moment," Trychon added.
Raezyr thought for a moment. "Alright. What's the plan then?"
Dianna spoke up. "They only know that I'm on board, right? You two hide in that compartment you found. Then maybe you two can figure out how to get away before they haul us in and do a thorough scan of the ship."
"That won't work. If Fillis turned us in, he'll have reported that there was more than one person on board. Besides, they're not just going to sit around talking to you. You and Trych hide. They know his face, and yours, but not mine. I'll just tell them you were just a passenger and got off on Carida. They'll be able to figure out that we were there and they might just turn me loose. If not, then you guys can try to spring me, and we'll find a way to escape," Raezyr countered as he lowered the sheilds for the inbound shuttle and it's snub fighter escort.
"I'm not hiding and letting you take the rap for getting you into this." Dianna folded her arms across her chest. Raezyr was familiar with that stance by now and knew she wasn't going to budge.
"We don't have time to argue. The shuttle will be here in a couple of minutes." He shifted his gaze to Trychon. "It's up to you, my Sith brother. Get us out of this if you can. Let's get my armor and anything else related to us being Sith into that compartment with you."
They raced back to their cabins and gathered up their lightsabers, Raezyr's armor, and any incriminating datacards they had and headed for the secret room.
It was going to be a tight fit, but it would have been tighter had there been two people in there.
"Trych, if you can't get to us, then get yourself out, and make them pay. Make Fillis Riv-ars pay as well."
They grasped each others forearms, then Raezyr started to close the door.
"Raezyr?" Trychon said.
"Yeah?"
"May the Force serve you well."
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