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Shab's attempt to look innocent is entirely ruined by her enviro-suit, but she follows them to the common area regardless, and everyone looks up as the four of them enter.

"Well isn't this a little rag-tag bunch." Xam observes with a grin, wondering just how many of them will have been entirely influenced by her natural pheromones. She wasn't trying to control them, yet, but it never hurt to have a back-up if things went wrong.

Shab perched on the edge of a control panel, careful not to hit anything important. "First things first, we need to find a save haven so we can make proper repairs. Second, we need to know who we all are so we can do that without anyone getting hurt."

"I fear if I start I'll put everyone on edge." Xam agreed.

Shab glared at the woman. "Guess I'll start then. I'm Shab, mercenary, pilot and general techie. That's Xam, she can patch you up as easily as she can tear you down. Play nice."

"I always play nice." Xam objected with an almost devilish grin.

There was a brief silence as everyone tried to make sense of those two. "I'm Shkala, and this is Kric." Shkala spoke up, figuring that right now it made most sense to stick with what the ones they'd known longest were doing. "We can blast or hack through anything you need to."

"Nei, padawan, healer. I briefly hitched a ride on this ship so I know a few of you already." Nei added.

"Fraya and I are Jedi Masters, we've been helping with the relief effort since the bombings started." Astra explained, figuring that she'd probably come across better than Fraya, she had lots of respect for Fraya, but people skills were not her strong suit. "I did have a ship on Coruscant, I don't know what state it's in or if it's even still there, but it might come in useful later."

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Shab scrutinises the man some, wondering what happened that Kraven hooked up with a Jedi Master. Instead she checked the auto-pilot then stood up and beckoned him after her so they could check on Kraven. "Shab Kyja." She introduced. "Kraven was in the med bay because he got poisoned or tranquillised or something. Luckily we were travelling with an expert in antidotes. He should be ok."

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"About as much as I trust you." Astra replied curtly, adding a sweet smile almost as if it were an afterthought.

"We should do a head count and skill check." Fraya decided. "We need to know what we're capable of to decide what to do next."

"Based on previous experience; have a shouting match with our lovely Master Snivets." Xam chipped in with a healthy amount of optimistic sarcasm. "Assuming of course he deigns to listen to anything any one of us has to say."

Shab turned to her new copilot. "So, who are you?" Shab asks looking over at him. They were in hyperspace for now, so relatively safe, but she was hoping to be able to stop soon to make repairs, there was only so much she could do in flight.

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Meanwhile Nei had taken Sara Jane to the med bay so she could get some rest, telling her to shout if she needed help or wanted company.

She returned to the communal room to find a frosty atmosphere at best. Xam turned to her calmly. "So, what happened to you since we parted ways?" She hadn't told Kric or Shkala to stand down yet - and they were doing well to not look like they were ready to attack if they needed to - as she wasn't sure about the new people with the three she recognised, and she knew there was one missing.

"Would you please hurry up, I haven't had chance to make repairs yet - you interrupted that - and our shields aren't in brilliant nick." Shab cut through on the comm.

Xam had already had Shkala open the doors, even enough to load the speeders if necessary. She just also had the three of them so positioned that whilst they looked completely non-threatening, they could easily launch an offensive if their passengers tried something stupid.

But for now, they'd try friendly.

Damage

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Well when you only hear it on a comedy show you don't think too much about it. Pterodactyl isn't too bad (I prefer ichthyosaur - I blame primeval), I work with chemicals, and I swear IUPAC does whatever it can to ensure that it's as difficult as possible to remember chemical names.

Minor

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I know it's called a mynah bird really, but I didn't know that for quite some time, so I always think minor first.

"Technically that just proves you know about the ship." Shab taunts. "But I'll give you a chance." She figures that the likelihood of anyone but a friend getting Kraven's ship's codes are slim enough. "We're not far out, give me a landing space near your location and we'll meet you there."

Whilst waiting for a reply Shab mutes the comm on her end. "Xam, I need you to get a defence in place."

"Why?" Xam asks from the med bay, having been able to get help enough to get Kraven into it.

"We're getting more passengers, and I'm not sure if we can trust them."

"Yet you're willing to risk it." Xam pointed out.

"Claim to be friends of Kraven's, and they're either telling the truth, or really dangerous enemies."

"Got it." Xam confirmed, leaving Kraven where he was, nice and secured whilst the antidote worked it's wonders, and went to organise Shkala and Kric. So far they'd pulled their weight in fights, they just needed some guidance on best tactics. Other than that they'd been pretty quiet, and Xam was assuming that was because they were in unfamiliar territory after seeing their home destroyed.

Shab chuckles. "He'd be dead if he had... Junkka got blown up." She replied, as Kric confirmed that he had nothing on the scanners. "Name's Shab, doubt you'll know of me. And you are?" Another pause. "And how do you plan on proving you're friend not foe?" She finished.