Bad Batch: Healer's Care

Tribe

The ramp hissed as it lowered, allowing the Batch to exit the Marauder's confines into the shady space port.

"Cid said the Vanguard Axis is notorious for illegal smuggling," Hunter informed them. "So be ready for anything. We'll make the delivery. Echo, Omega, Althea. Guard the ship."

The medic nodded, watching as her squad walked off to deliver the forged chain codes. Omega settled on the ramp, resting her elbows on her knees. Althea leaned against the door, folding her arms as she scanned their surroundings.

"There's something off about this place," She murmured.

"I don't like it," Omega added.

Echo nodded. "Yeah, me neither. But we're not staying for long," He turned and walked up the ramp. "I'll prep the ship."

After the ARC entered the ship, a sound reached Althea's ears. She furrowed her brow. It sounded like a shout, followed by two thuds. ​​​​​​

She stood up straight, walking down a few steps.

"You hear it too?" Omega asked as she stood.

Althea grabbed her blaster made her way down to the end of the ramp. "Stay close."

The two of them made their way through the space port, following the sound of the shouts. They came to an area with shipping crates in orderly stacks everywhere, but that wasn't the center of their attention.

A Wookiee –A young one it seemed– was being electrocuted by two guard droids.

"Stop!" Omega demanded. "You're hurting him!"

Both girls raised their weapons.

"Halt, humanoid," One of the droids ordered. "Do not interfere with Vanguard Axis business."

"No!" Althea blasted one droid in the head.

The Wookie quickly took advantage of this and jumped on the other's back, grabbing it's electo-staff and stabbing it.

Omega deactivated her bow. "More are coming. Hurry!"

Althea, Omega, and the Wookiee ran through the maze of stacks. Twisting and turning as they avoided more droids.

When they finally made it out, the Wookiee ran the opposite direction they needed to go.

"Not that way," Althea said as the Wookiee began to dig through crates. "What are you doing?"

"You need to go before they find you," Omega warned.

"Omega, Thea," a familiar voice said. Echo walked up to them, helmet concealing his expression. "let's get back to the ship."

The Wookiee looked up at Echo and snarled.

"It's okay," Omega assured him. "He's a friend."

But the Wookiee payed no heed and ran off.

"Wait!" Althea called. She turned to Echo. "Those droids are after him. Come on!"

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Hunter watched as the leader of the droids closed the case of chain codes– well, forged chain codes. So far, the mission was going well, even if that place didn't feel right.

The droid's comm beeped. It sounded with blaster fire and a modulated voice saying, "We have a situation."

The droid looked at Hunter, who cocked his helmeted head to the side. "Problem?"