Warrior ◊ Star Wars

chapter ten; humming

Light years away from the Falcon, the Finalizer made it's approach on it's destination. General Hux watched as the planet, his greatest creation, came into view. A snow capped planet, covered in white. A enormous gash left its scare on the planet, it's true power revealing itself through the aura of red emulating from within itself.

The man marveled at the ginormous weapon, the very thought of it's power bringing him pride. He had crafted this, he had envisioned this. This was his doing.

The door behind the general opened, revealing a metallic solider. Captain Phasma stood at the ready, bearing news which the general was to know.

"General Hux, the fugitives have been spotted by the Gauvian Death Gang in the Western Regions. Apparently the droid and FN-2187 have boarded the Millennium Falcon with Han Solo and the wookie Chewbacca. One of the two girls has been identified as well."

Hux pried away from the magnificent sight, sighing as he heard the unfortunate news. He faced Phasma, "Well, who is she?"

It was quite possible that the hum of a ship was Mara's absolute favorite sound. It was music to her, under appreciated melodies vibrating around her. It assured her the vessel was working properly, the ship purring to tell her. For years, she had admired the sound, it feeling like a blanket of assurance around her. It reminded her of years ago, when it was just the ship singing to her in the dead of space, an only companion.

Mara was currently not alone this time. Something in the helm room sparked, Rey and Han yelling to each other while the peaceful singing of the ship was interrupted by the beeping of warning signals. When the blonde peeked around the corner, the scavenger was trying to fix something above the control panel that was emitting more gas.

"We need to convert all auxiliary power to-"

"Secondary tank. I got it." Han finished for Rey, turning to do the task. Rey spotted Mara, pointing to one of the tools on the ground, other hand still holding together the compressor.

"Hand me the tape." She commanded urgently, Mara rushing to do the deed. Only taking seconds to search through the tool box at her feet, she handed it to her as fast she could.

Solo was still pushing buttons to convert the leak to the spare tank," Be careful, she might steal it from right under you."

Mara gave an incredibly audible groan," Really, your still mad over the broken fighter? It was seven years ago, get over it!"

"You try losing 15,000 units thanks to a stupid teenager-"

"Wrench!" Rey shouted, throwing excess tape away to free her hand," And you two bickering like angered Teedos is not going to help us fix the ship!"

Both Han and Mara spun to glare at Rey, both offended at the comment and yelling back, "I am not a Teedo!"

The blonde handed Mara the wrench before attempting to go back and snap at Solo when Finn hollered back to the helm, "I need help with this giant hairy thing!"

Feeling that she was needed elsewhere and perhaps that fighting with the pilot wasn't the greatest idea when the whole ship was in utter chaos, Mara ran back to help Finn.

"Coming!" She called, falling in step with BB-8 to aid the poor guy. The girl and droid made their way to the injured wookie, who bellowed a deep roar upon seeing the two. BB-8 panicked at the over grown teddy bear, backing straight into Mara and tripping her while fleeing.

The droid beeped back something about leaving Mara to deal with the wookie on her own. She shook her head as she got up off the floor, unhappy with the ball.