Mon Calamari Hanger (Van)

[Zartrin]

The cramped vessel was finally reaching the atmosphere of the water planet Mon Calamari. Getting into the planet would be the tricky part. The pilot and his co pilot were pretty skilled but Zartrin doubted they would be sneaking. This would probably turn into a raid.
“Here we go.” One of the pilots said. Zartrin got ready by holding onto the wall next to his chair. He looked at the jedi across from him. A man named Van. He didn’t know much about him other than what he had heard. His reputation. Zartrin felt the ship shake violently as it entered the atmosphere.
The vessel screamed its way threw and it wasn’t long before the blue and pink mist was gone. Now they could clearly see the land. They could also see several Vessels already coming for them. Before Zartrin could say hold on, laser fire erupted from one of the ships. The pilots had skill but the vessel was bulky.
After the first round of shots, mostly dodged, the ships got into a formation and began firing again. The pilots responded with laser fire.
The ship was damaged as a the thrusters got hit.
“Were going down! Bail.” Said the pilot. He and the co pilot were already putting on their shutes. Zartrin stood up and did the same. Sensing that the other Jedi was handling him self Zartrin jumped not looking. He flew through the air as he watched the ship fly off barrel rolling. The ships seemed to disappear.
It wasn’t long before Zartrin landed on the target. Well, across from it. He had manged to land on a lower level of a building that was across from the target. It was some kind of hanger. Their mission was to see what was in there. It could be a bomb it could be a ship. The council in all their wisdom decided to send the 2 jedi to see.
He looked about and there were no guards any where. It was odd. He wondered where the other jedi had landed and if the guards had all come after him. He began to search around for any clue.

[vanzee]

Van sat across from the Jedi he knew as Zartrin. They had never spoken but they were both Jedi and that made them allies. He had his hood on his robes up and it kept his face in shadow. He was listening and thus he didnt need to see very much. He was listening to the clicking in the engine room of the ship. He was listening to the voices of the pilots and he could hear the humming of the droids as they twittered around the ship making sure everything was in working order. He was deep in thought and in a world of his own, until the opposing ships started to open fire. He gripped the harness of his seat tight as the ship swung around the skies. The last thing he wanted was to end up dead because he let go of his chair. He watched the rest of the crew bail out of the ship and he was the last to leave. It was a decision, he made sure to stay behind in case anyone else needed help escaping. That was him alright. Always helping others. He took off sprinting whenever he saw that everyone was out and leapt outwards.

He began falling straight down and felt the wind blowing him in every which way, taking the very cloak from him. It was starting to scare him now. He had just enough time to grab a chute and he was in dire need of it. He pushed in the button on the harness and felt himself stop suddenly in the air before he began to fall the ground slowly. It was then that he began watching the ship he was just on crashing into the ocean. He hadnt been watching it long but it was enough time to cost him his opportunity to land inside the hangar. He landed with a thud on the roof of it and had to cut himself free with his saber. He frowned. He was now trapped. A sigh escaped his mouth. What was he to do?

A spark of creativity shot through him. He had to get inside the building and what type of key did he have? A lightsaber. He grinned his trademark grin and drew his saber before he cut into the roof of the hangar. After a few minutes cutting and wondering what had happened to the other Jedi, he was in. He jumped down into an air duct inside the ceiling of the building and began to run around inside it. It only went in two directions, he didnt exactly have much choice. Why did he always seem to end up in air ducts?

[Zartrin]

Zartrin finally spotted his alie. He saw him on the roof of the hanger but fall down. "He must have cut his way in." Zartrin had to get into the hanger. He turned around to find him self pulling his light saber.

"I guess there is a greeting comitee after all." He waved his saber infront of one of the sith empire soldiers that had come at him on the building. The front part of the soldiers mask slid off. Zartrin waved the saber at him.

He turned only to find more coming at him. There wasn't any time to fight them. He had to go. He quickly headed for the edge of the building and jumped. He glided down well enough to land with out being hurt. He looked back up at the enemy. They weren't bothering to look down to see if he survived. They were on their way.

Zartrin quickly ran towards the hanger but found him self in company of more enemy. He ran his saber into the weapon of one of them and quickly cut into another one. There were to many of them at far range for his saber. He drew his blaster and began to squeeze of shots as he ran. The hanger began to go shut down. Now it was gonna get harder. And his alie was trapped.