A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...

Boot Up...

System Diagnostic...

No Errors Found...

Activating...

"T3? T3-S6, can you hear me?"

"I think he's working," said Daxius to Piotr. A mercenary and bounty hunter by trade, Daxius sported a shiny black battle suit over his lean frame, complete with dual Bayne-7 heavy blaster pistols at his side. On his head rested a helm with a dark, transparisteel 'X' visor.

"I'll have to test him out just to be sure," replied Piotr. The four-armed Besalisk hefted up the heavy T3 unit with relative ease and moved him down the corridor towards the droid room.

"HK-7 will help you out," offered Orian, motioning towards the negotiations droid in the corner, who promptly moved to follow with a certain flowing grace.

"As you wish, Master," he responded as the female Twi'lek tossed one blue lekku over her shoulder.

T3-S6 meanwhile was connected to the ships computer and downloading information on the crew.

Daxius

Species: Human

Captain

Piotr

Species: Besalisk

Technician

Orian

Species: Twi'lek

Strategist

Walush

Species: Dug

Pilot

Yiddles

Species: Whill

Saboteur

HK-7

Model: Negotiations Droid

Assassin

Twittering happily, T3-S6 added itself proudly onto the list.

T3-S6

Model: Astromech Droid

Repairs

"Well, we've had to escape Ryloth pretty quickly, so I brought us into the Rishi Maze for cover. Looks like we're clear of it now, but one of their shots knocked out our navicomputer, so until we can land somewhere and recalibrate we're pretty much lost," explained the Dug. Bringing up a viewscreen, he indicated a system ahead. "Now I've analysed the closest system and it's not registering. Which is very strange because our maps..."

"...were pilfered from the Jedi Archives not long ago, yes, I'm aware of that, Walush. What I need to know is if we can make it to that system," Daxius cut in.

"Well, no problems with our hyperdrive, and I'd say that we'll need to make a jump of about a parsec or so to get there." With that Daxius nodded.

"Oh and by the way," said Walush, as Daxius started to head out, "Tell Yiddles he still owes me 23 credits from our last game of pazaak."

'Blam!'

'BoomboomBlam!'

'Tseww-Tseew...'

"Having fun, Yiddles?" queried Daxius as he stepped into the holoroom. "You know you can't win against HK."

"Beat him I will, laugh then you will not!" exclaimed the little green Whill. With shoulder-length hair and a grand total height of two and a half feet, Yiddles was often underestimated in battle. His amazing acrobatics and staff-mastery was soon impressed though, because he had a streak of pride quite rare among his species.

"Master Piddles has once again done a satisfactory job, for a little meatbag," stated HK-7.

"Not Piddles!! Yiddles!! Yid-DLES!" cried the Whill, and he launched into a volley of attacks with his poko staff at the droid. Daxius just chuckled and turned back into the corridor.

"Well then, it seems you're working perfectly! What luck I stumbled on your schematics back on Taris," said Piotr, giving himself a pat on the back. He was very pleased with the modified T3 unit he had built, finding him much more versatile than the newer multi-task R4 astromechs. Suddenly he heard a series of whistles from T3-S6.

"BWOOP! Bweet-Boop-BWEEE!"

"Es-six? What's..." His eyes fell as he saw a display flashing on a viewscreen in the wall. "...wrong?"

Taking off his helm, Daxius opened the door to his bunk on the FireFly Cruiser ship. Flicking on the switch, he was greeted by a Rutian Twi'lek who looked slightly annoyed.

"Reiterate why we have to share a room again?" she asked, as Daxius placed his helm on a nearby end-table.

"Well, what with Piotr needing the big room..." started the mercenary.

"Why couldn't I share a room with my HK droid?" argued Orian.

"Well, I just had to see Yiddles' face when I said he'd be sharing with HK..." continued Daxius, sitting down next to her.

"And Walush?..." murmured the Twi'lek.

"He snores..." muttered Daxius.

They were silent for a moment, gazing at each other. They leaned forward, and...

"-THE SHIP IS UNDER ATTACK! I REPEAT, THE SHIP IS UNDER ATTACK! EVERYONE, TO YOUR BATTLE STATIONS!!!-"