Bug-out Bag [Day 5 - LN, Warriors Heart]

[Jenna Karath]

There wasn't time.

Sitting in the pilots seat aboard the Warriors Heart Jenna ran every pre-flight check that mattered. Scrambling to get everything situated and ready for launch. They'd blast outta here if she had no other options, but they had options, with how busy the Empire was with the whole city they could slip through.

Maybe, she hoped.

[Petrus Karath]

Petrus was there, of course. His face was pale and drawn, lines of tension visible in his youthful features, but he still breathed evenly, in and out. It had been something of a mad rush to get here, but they'd made it.

"Everyone okay?" Petrus asked, glancing around at the others.

[Xanna Teevou]

Since coming to Bankor Xanna had never owned more than she could carry. Her first thought had been for Liua, but they still lived together so it was easy to wake her and race for the star port. A quick com message to Petrus and Jenna, Sloan, and whoever else she could think of.

They ran onto the ship to find the Karaths were already on the bridge. "We are here! Just had to slip past a few patrols, nothing we could not handle. Are you?" She moved forward and put a hand on Petrus' shoulder.

[Petrus Karath]

The relief on Petrus' face, and in his blue eyes, was obvious, but only for a moment. He knew they'd make it, after all.

"We're okay." Petrus said, smiling. His hand came up to find hers as it rested on his shoulder, giving it a squeeze; seeking to both give and receive comfort.

He took a deep breath. "I hope everyone's getting out okay. I saw the neighbors, and I know they've got a ship. I made a few calls, warned who I could..." Another deep breath.

[Jenna Karath]

"Everyone on board?" she shouted, leaning and twisting in her seat to look back as much as she could. Shouting, again, "We ain't got much time here, and I'm not lookin' to be here when the Empire starts going hanger to hanger too!"

Part of her was afraid, afraid of the Empire, and it put urgency in her voice but the other .. the other part just wanted to get in the air so she could properly check up on her friends.

[Xanna Teevou]

She looked at Liua. "Maybe you should head up to the turret in case we need to shoot something?" Looking back at Jenna she nodded. "I heard Sloan's snoring on the way here. We are ready. The force is with us... I think the term is: Punch it?" She sat back and clipped in, just in case.

[Petrus Karath]

Petrus smiled. "Punch it." He agreed.

He slid into one of the other console seats.

[Jenna Karath]

"Get strapped in then!" she shouted back, swiveling back into her seat fully and strapping in herself. Hands on the controls she worked what magic she could, observed some proper protocol when leaving the hangar and then peeled out quick.

With no destination in mind she brought the ship up into a proper range and set up the auto-pilot to fly in any old direction.

Once in low orbit, to make the travel smoother and easier, she wriggled quickly out of the seat and moved back to see the others.

[Petrus Karath]

For the first part of the trip, Petrus held his breath, or nearly so. It was only once Jenna turned around that he relaxed. Somewhat.

"I think we should make sure we're not being tracked, then set down somewhere in the wilderness." Petrus said, his tiredness evident in his voice. "Regroup. And I want to make sure that..." he glanced at Jenna, "-that Master Hin and Veras are okay."

[Xanna Teevou]

Once they were safe she checked her comlink for messages and tucked it away again. "Yes, let us make sure we have not been traced before we go there. I feel that they are safe." She closed her eyes, concentrating on the force as she had done with Master Oraka earlier.

[Jenna Karath]

There was a drive, internal, to take Xanna in a hug as she was glad she was alright but Jenna held back when she saw her concentrating, looking then to Petrus instead, "Are those the.." she choked on the thought. Some of that residual fear, perhaps, or she just didn't like to be wrong. It was probably the former, but she hoped he thought it was the latter.

[Petrus Karath]

Petrus nodded slowly. "The wanted man, and his daughter. Our Jedi master. Mine, Xanna's, Sloan's, even Liua's." There was no sense in trying to hide it anymore, and she deserved to know.

He gave Xanna an interested look. "You can?" After a moment, he sighed. "Well, that's a relief."