Now Emma remembered why she didn't often tell this story... technically, it had been Hawk who'd done the deed. "Well... my plan was to take it to hyperspace and abandon it near Hoth... just for fun, you know. But that didn't work. Fortunately, I didn't crash near any cities."

Kin grinned. "I bet. One of those would've destroyed a lot of buildings."

"Would've destroyed one of the smaller cities," Emma agreed. "And I got lucky... they couldn't tie me to the theft and destruction. Hawk got blamed for it."

"She seems to be wrongfully blamed for everything." Commented Kin.

"Yeah, well that's what got me a second visit from her, actually," Emma said. Sometimes she wondered where she got these ideas. "She said that if it had been her, she wouldnt've crashed it... and that's how I got in trouble with my parents actually..."

She grinned. "See, Hawk decided that she wanted to do what I'd attempted. Since she'd seen what happened when I tried it, she wanted me to help her." She shrugged. "Bad idea, but I did it. We got the second one away, but we were chased... barely got away in one of the escape pods." She shivvered. "Landed on Hoth and had to stay there for a couple of days."

"Ouch. How'd you get off?"

"Well we stayed in the escape pod for quite some time," Emma explained, still marveling at her own ability to compile a mostly fictional tale in seconds. "Then, Hawk left. She was gone for a day and then came back. She explained that she'd found a wrecked ship and needed my help in repairing it. It didn't take much repair and we were able to get away after working on it for three days."

"O.k John you go check him out, i'll go into the cantina." Jacen turned around and wamked through the cantina doors. We went strait to the bar and called over the Toydarian bar tender, The bartender flew over.

"I'll have one corellian ale." Jacen asked as the tender pulled out the drink.

"Anything else?" The toydarian asked

"Yeah do you know of anyone who has a job for a medium freighter and it's crew?"

"funny you should mention it, See that rodian over there." The tender pointed to a particularly fat rodian next to a twi'lek slave girl. "he may have what you need."

Jacen grabbed his drink and walked over to the Rodians table and sat down infront of him.

"Can i help you human?"

"No, I can help you. I'm captain of the Phoenix a fast ship and i hear you are looking for one"

"That depends, how... discreet are you."

"Extreamly."

"Good, I have a moderate amount of cargo i need moved, I also need it moved without the knowledge of the republic or the sith."

"Sound like I can help. Who will i be working for."

the rodian grinned "I also would prefer a no questions arrangement."

"That will cost extra."

"no problem. I'll have the cargo moved to your ship now along with coordinates for a destination. You'll be paid on arrival."

"Good how much."

"75'000 credits."

"Sounds better. I'll be leaving tonight." Jacen stood up and walked to the bar.

"So captain. Found us a job?" Niomi asked from behind.

"Yeah, Yets get back to the ship the cargos should be there soon."

"What cargo?" Niomi asked as they made there way through the crowd to the door

"It's one of those ask no questions jobs." Jacen walks out of the cantina. Looking for john.

((OOC-Although our characters don't know this We are mainly smuggling weapons however in one of the crates is going to be an unconcious(sp) Jedi (female). We won't discover this untill later but being a jedi you may feel things when you are near the crate or when you're asleep.))

Niomi came to her conclusion "Weapons or spice. How much? We better make a decent profit. Most of the ships remaining money was spent on supplies." She asked, her cheerfull tone changing into a serious one.

"Wow. So what's she like?"

"75,000, So you will be getting 7,500 strait off the top, From the look of the coords we'll be heading to the outter rim, A day or 2 at most for this mission."

(occ- Just for my own knoledge in your next posts can you just say how long you have been on the ship and how you came to be on it, I've had the ship for 3 years now. To stringerhs as you said you worked for the republic in your Bio you can say we knew each other before the ship.))

Emma had to think about this. What was Hawk like? "Well, she doesn't talk much, really. And from the look on her face, you'd never know if she wanted to kill you or shake your hand... and then kill you." She chuckled. "But I really didn't get much of a chance to observe her much. After we got off Hoth, we jumped to hyperspace. I went to sleep and woke up in an escape pod as she was ejecting it. Crashed into a building on Alderaan and was put in prison for attempting to murder the senator."

She shrugged. "And maybe that's what Hawk wanted... 'cause later the senator disappeared and was found dead a week later. But I was released before that happened... when I explained what happened."

"Well, that may be a good thing. Thanks to that you joined us. "

Emma was so caught up in her storytelling that Kin's comment stopped her. "What?"

"Well, if she hadn't launched you to Alderaan you'd probably just hang around her. I've been working here a year and a half now, but I was technically the only gunner, since John gets piloting duties too. " He paused. "Besides, you're interesting to talk to."

"Great. Just what we need several more days in the ship." They approched the Phienox as several cargo holders where dropping the cargo outside the ship "That was fast." she comminted

Emma grinned. "Well, I think she really would rather work alone anyway... so good thing the sim's broken, yeah? No sim and we resort to the conversations that teach you I'm interesting to talk to." She seemed amused by this.

"Good thing you're so good at it." Kin said, grinning. "Of course I am getting better. Maybe next time I'll be the one breaking it."

"Unless the new system's 'unbreakable'," Emma laughed. She fell silent. "Hmm... I think they're back."

"Guess so. Wonder what the job is this time." He stood up and went down to the cargo hold. He saw the crates.

"Looks like we're smuggling again." He commented.

Emma chuckled. "Good thing it's only the sim and not the actual turrets that malfunctioned, yeah?" She came to stand by him and shrugged. "Just so long as Scuzzy can keep repairing and we can keep other ships off our tail, we should be fine."

Jacen was moving one of the crates "Yeah we are, now help us move this stuff or do you want to spend the next few days looking for a job of your own."

"It's better than nothing. Personally I wouldnt mind a mission where we sneak into some bigger ship or space station and steal something." She said as she walked in. She began to get a strangh feeling from one of the creats. She figured it was nothing."... and maybe one of you guys get hurt so I can accuatly do what i signed up for." She joked and then said to herself "which reminds me, they're all up for a physical in a few weeks."

Emma laughed and moved to pick up a crate. "Let me guess... we don't get to know what's in these because you don't know, right?"

Carrying a crate, Kin spoke. "Can I take a peek? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaase?"

"We're on a need to know bases, Emma" Said Niomi as she bent down and picked up a create. "Like alwase"

"Emma you know me too well. Come on we don't know how long it will take for scuzzy and John to get back... Hopefully with a pilot.

"Funny how a month and a half living in close quarters with people will teach you more than a year of chance meetings," Emma remarked.

"So we can finally get our third gunner back." Grumbled Kin, carrying another crate.

(ooc: wheres extream jedi?)

John looked around and saw the wookie again, john ran over to him, hey your id, i was wondering something to, it says your not licensed to any ship yet, and our ship is a medium frieghter very fast and mobile, we need a pilot and you look like your an excellent one, so are you up to it?

((sorry i'm late guys. school's been a b****. fortunately, i'm off for Thanksgiving. anyways, i'll be starting from where Scuzzy leaves the ship.))

Scuzzy headed outside and immidiately headed for a shop that he was all too familier with. Out of all of his experiences, his fondest had to be with this planet. Corellia was a fantastic spot find just about anything, including a relaxing massage at the budding night district. And although the government was reguarded as one of the best planetary governments in the Republic, it was still a government for a massive city-planet, and that meant a lot of corruption at all levels of government. Of course, the entire Toydaria district owed its existance to the government looking the other way.

After about an hour's walk, Scuzzy arrived at the 'Engine Mechanic' shop. Scuzzy smiled as he headed inside as he knew nothing had changed.

"SCUZZY!!! Man its been forever since ya'd been here last," an old man yelled out from the back of the shop. "Hey Lawrence!! I'm surprised that ya remember me at all. How's the family?"
"Meh, not bad at all. Still got my boys helpin me out here at the shop, and Tiaon's still workin over at the Docking Authority like she's always done," Lawrence replied as he got up and walked over to Scuzzy. "Anyways, what can I do for ya this time?"

"Well, I've got an old Corellian frieghter with some bad engines that're runnin through spare parts like d*** bore ant through a tree."
"And you want parts or new engines?"
"Hmm, preferably parts but if ya got two spare Type III freighter engines, I'll take 'em."
"You know?? Me and my boys just did a replacement job on a freighter with some Type III's. The old engines were in perfect working order, but they wanted some better ones. To make things a bit short, I'll soup em' up a bit and install em' for ya with a 25% discount. How's that sound?"
"What kind of upgrades would ya be puttin on that thing?"
"Just some more efficient couplings and better power transfers, but if ya want, I'll tweak the burn chambers a bit for ya free of charge. Wait a second, you still got a couple bottles of that Rubar Scotch, eh?"
"I've got two unopened crates in my storage. Ya want one of em?"
"I'll tell ya what. You give me one of those crates of Scotch, and I'll give you the engines at half price and then get ya free labor to boot. How's that sound?"
"Ya got yourself a deal Lawrence. We're up at the local spaceport."
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As Scuzzy approached the landing pad, he noticed that they were already starting to load up some crates into the Phoenix. He shook his head and walked up to Jacen.

"Jacen, I just managed to get us some new engines, so if you're not in some kind of hurry, we need to get 'em installed."

"Good Job, I'f you can them installed before dawn we should be fine, We're still waiting on John to get back anyway." Jacen smiled at Him. "You always manage to come through for me don't you scuz."

Jacen then Went to a larger crate 2.5 meters by 0.75.

"Strange this crates larger than the rest, Give us a hand scuz."

"No problem. D*** thing looks like a coffin," Scuzzy observed as he reached down to help Jacen.

Jacen and scuzzy lifted the crate and moved it in to the middle of the cargo bay.
"I doubt They'll be paying us 750,000 creds for moving a dead body." Jacen Looked around for somthing to stand on and jumped on some stable crates.

"Hey crew, We won't be leaving til dawn, so once you've finished moving the last few crates we'll eat, I want us all in the gally for when John returns for a quick breifing."

"Great. So where are we takin' these things?"

"I'll tell ya all at the breifing now yet's finish this work so we can eat." Jacen said as he turned to the ladder to get up to the top level.

"all right."

Kin continued carrying crates.

"Hey, Scuzzy?" Emma said. "I don't know if you got my message, but the simulator's malfunctioning now too."

She continued loading crates.

Graothar heard John's calls and stopped for him. "Thank, I wondered where I dropped it." Graothar told him. "Now I can get a Bounty job." He approached the terminal and it said the clostest bounty was in space. "Da*nit, how am I going to get to space." He heard John say"I can help."(sry about the charecter control,killwithonor. If it makes up for it, u can control him in your next post.)

(ooc: nah dont matter, u guys can control my character if im not here)

"Follow me to the ship and ill introduce you to the crew"

Hey, Scuzzy?" Emma said. "I don't know if you got my message, but the simulator's malfunctioning now too."

Scuzzy rolled his eyes. "It might help if you'd just quit pushing the bloody thing so hard, but I'll take a look at it after we replace the engines." With that, Scuzzy continued helping loading the crates into the Phoenix.

Jacen stood by the food hydrator waiting for the basic rations to finish being prepared. He was pretty sure that the crew were getting bored of basic food rations, but this was all he had and could afford at the moment.

A small beep went off on the hydrator, he took out the 7 rations and placed them on the table waiting for the crew.

Niomi chuckled "So who drove it to it's limits. No wait.... Emma. She broke it,right?"

Emma laughed. "A month and a half and people already blame you for everything," she said in mock complaint. Then she shrugged. "How was I supposed to know it would go nuts over 110 ships in four minutes?"

"110 ships!? I can barely hit 10." She bent down to pick up the last create "Well you are a gunner and I'm a medic." She lifted it up and wobbled sideways "And shooting Isn't my strongh point unless it's a hold-out blaster. I'm good with a hold-out blaster" She walked foward and dropped the create in the cargo hull.

"So that's another reason we shouldn't piss you off, doc?"

"Sounds that way to me," Emma chuckled.

"Aye, but nobody's gonna be shootin anything until I get them engines installed. Lawrence and his boys should be here in a couple to start installing 'em," Scuzzy stated.