Yarbuck Amilion
Jun 3rd, 2010, 08:39:02 PM
There was a face in the smudge. Then it became clearer. It was a woman. A woman of familiarity to Yarbuck. Then there was the sound of a blaster as it shot out a thin yellow beam of laser. Then a scream. Every thing went silent and Yarbuck was lost in a world of agony. Emotional agony. It wasn’t his but he could sense it.
A sudden impact made Yarbuck wake up. He sat up in his bed with curious eyes half shocked. The first sensation he felt was the cold of space on his bare chest. The next sensation was getting thrown against the head of the bed as another impact shook the ship.
Yarbuck made haste to get out of the small bunk and grab his light brown jacket which he had laid on the ground. He ran for the door and skidded out into the corridor as he put it on. The corridor was wide with plenty of running room and in a manner of seconds Yarbuck was in the cockpit of the freight.
He took a seat on the metal chair next to the pilot who was at work on the console.
“Were under attack by tie fighters.” The pilot said. Yarbuck did not know him but he knew him to be a skilled pilot who had been assigned to yarbuck from the Jedi who had also approved of yarbucks mission. One could call it something yarbuck felt compelled to do. The only reason though he was doing this was because he was so weak in the force at the moment that he would not make danger for the Jedi. Of course they thought about his personal well being, but his record as a cop had convinced them that he could handle a blaster.
A transmition came in threw the intercom. It was the voice of one of the tie fighter’s pilots. “Hault your ship.”
Yarbuck expected to be stopped by imperial ships. After all this close to corascant it was natural. He was disguised as a trader and with luck the imperials would decide he was a lowly trader….
A sudden impact made Yarbuck wake up. He sat up in his bed with curious eyes half shocked. The first sensation he felt was the cold of space on his bare chest. The next sensation was getting thrown against the head of the bed as another impact shook the ship.
Yarbuck made haste to get out of the small bunk and grab his light brown jacket which he had laid on the ground. He ran for the door and skidded out into the corridor as he put it on. The corridor was wide with plenty of running room and in a manner of seconds Yarbuck was in the cockpit of the freight.
He took a seat on the metal chair next to the pilot who was at work on the console.
“Were under attack by tie fighters.” The pilot said. Yarbuck did not know him but he knew him to be a skilled pilot who had been assigned to yarbuck from the Jedi who had also approved of yarbucks mission. One could call it something yarbuck felt compelled to do. The only reason though he was doing this was because he was so weak in the force at the moment that he would not make danger for the Jedi. Of course they thought about his personal well being, but his record as a cop had convinced them that he could handle a blaster.
A transmition came in threw the intercom. It was the voice of one of the tie fighter’s pilots. “Hault your ship.”
Yarbuck expected to be stopped by imperial ships. After all this close to corascant it was natural. He was disguised as a trader and with luck the imperials would decide he was a lowly trader….