Fourtynine times (Day 3 Early Night)

[Farissa Kho]

"Oh, good," she sighed with some relief. Silas had taken quite the barrage there and she had been worried. A missing youngling was bad enough, a dead youngling would've been on her head.

"... Probably should." Farissa straightened and tried to wipe off some of the grime of battle from her tank top as she walked over to the vehicle. "Unless anyone wants to answer it before I do?" she paused in case any of the kids had a bright idea.

[Zanja]

"I got it." Zanja smirked at Silas and scampered over to the vehicle cab.

"Yo." Grabbing the receiver, she let her voice deepen and roughen to a gruff growl. "This's the Red Hawkbats. We don't approve of you nerf-louses grabbing kids from our neighborhoods without our say-so." That was a little bit of a guess, but Black Sun was rumored to be expanding its reach, and it would make a lot of sense for them to be taking prisoners from areas they were trying to bring under control, not the ones they were already 'protecting.

Zanja cleared her throat. Gangster-voice was hard on the larynx.

"Do it again, we might hit you again. You got lots of other good businesses down there, and you're gonna find slaving isn't too profitable in the long run. Red Hawkbats out."

She stared at the receiver for a moment while some crackly cursing came from the other end of the line. The vehicle controls had obviously been modified quite a bit from factory standard, and she couldn't figure out how to hang up. Finally, she shrugged and took out the blaster again. Hopping out of the cab, she hit the console with a stun bolt, effectively killing the comm.

"Boring conversation anyway."

Zanja stuck the blaster back into her waistband.

[Silas Myles Pearson]

Tank tops were awesome. Silas turned her eyes towards the vehicle as Zanja proceeded to go inside, then shoot the poor vechicle!?!?

He would have to lecture her about that latter. Things had off buttons for a reason, you shouldn't just destroy them all willy-nilly. "I guess we should be going back then?"

"That guy seemed the type to send more goons this way."

[Farissa Kho]

Farissa nodded. "Yeah. Time to leave. Let's leave the vehicle for them to pick up later... Silas, if you could kindly open the doors again too, please? I got a ride for y'all not far away." She looked over to Reg and the other kids. "But I got enough room on my swoop-bike for you kids."

[Silas Myles Pearson]

What!? They got to go swooping? That was cool! Still Silas needed to act like an adult in this situation, and not a Byron adult.

"Okay, Boss!" He said with a smile and dashed off to open the doors.

[Esla Tor]

With the damage done and mission complete, it was perhaps time to go before they outstayed their welcome. Esla gave the streets a cautious glance about before following with their cue to leave.

[Zanja]

Zanja nodded at Farissa's instructions, grinning.

If the nearest unconscious and incapacitated goons had any blasters or other energy weapons on them, though, she'd take a moment to lighten their loads. Not because she wanted a bunch of guns--quite the opposite, if anything. But might as well make the financial hit to Black Sun as annoying as possible, right? When they went looking to take their revenge on the 'Red Hawkbats' they'd find air and shadows anyway.

"Yeah, let's get out of here."

[Silas Myles Pearson]

It took a few moments but the doors opened up with the sound of moving pistons. "Okay!" Silas said with a smile as he came walking back over.

"Time for the Red Hawkbats to speed out of this joint!"

[Eir]

When Farissa claimed to be all right, Eir padded over to the fallen goons Silas had shot. There was something about they way they had fallen that didn't sit right with her, and now she saw why. Hunkering down, Eir pulled a first aid kit from somewhere within her robes and stabilised the fallen pair, she didn't want to risk leaving them to bleed out after they were gone.

Putting everything away, the girl regrouped with the others, studying Farissa's wounds with a critical eye.


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[OOC: Eir would have offered Farissa a Force Heal so that she was in slightly better shape to head back, can fluff that I did, if wanted.]

[Farissa Kho]

"I'm fine. Trust me, I've had worse than this." Farissa reassured Eir. "See to those who were prisoners and your fellow students first."

[Silas Myles Pearson]

Silas Wasn't too bothered by his injuries, and more intrested in how they were leaving. "Do we have swoop bikes too?" He asked eyes twinkling in excitement as he rejoined the group, as he looked out the door for their means of excape.

The Red HawkBats needed a cool get away vechicle, or vechicles.

[Farissa Kho]

Farissa looked over to him with a raised eyebrow. "And you think you're big enough to ride swoop-bikes, eh?" she patted him on the head and ruffled his hair. "Got a speeder for all you kids with a driver waiting."

[Silas Myles Pearson]

His height probably made the gesture a bit awkward, but he grinned anyways. "We have to learn to swoop someday."

This was followed by a dramatic sigh. "But I suppose a speeder will do for today." He stuck his tongue out at the older woman. "I can learn to ride swoop bikes when the adults aren't around like you did."