After another quiet day of travel on the Razor Crest, Din set in new coordinates in hopes of finding the little one's family. The trio was gliding through the dark, star-studded sky quietly. Cara was sitting in the passenger seat, her feet propped up on Din's knee, while he cleaned his blaster. The baby is playing with his favourite silver ball, and he lifts up to his mouth and begins gnawing on it. Shit, Cara thinks, he might be teething.
Before she can turn around and take the ball out of his mouth, a sudden rumble and blast hit the ship. Cara goes flying off the chair, landing on the steel grated floor with a hard thud. Din is handling the controls and trying to get away from whatever it is that just hit them. He is looking at his monitor which shows an assuming small ship.
"Who is that?" Cara yelps as she hops on her feet, moving towards the window to try and see who is shooting at them. Turns out, it wasn't a shot, it was a small ship literally bashing itself against the Razor Crest. A loud voice comes through the communicator, making all three of them jump.
"Hey, Mando. We got a bone to pick with you."
Mando groans as the familiar voice of Mayfield fills his cockpit. Following the voice is Xi'an's high pitched laughter. He has no idea how they managed to escape the Republic Prison Ship, but he is dreading having to see them again. He also doesn't really want to try and blow them up- which would add to his already heavy conscience. Thankfully, he spots a small moon not far from them which serves as a merchant trading post. They can go there and shake off these three psychos. This trading post is illegal and unguarded, perfect for landing and disappearing. Din knows the trio are close and will follow them, so it'll have to be a fight. As he enters the trading post atmosphere and gets closer to the city, he can see a small bay that is seemingly deserted.
"We're going to have to fight," he tells Cara as he begins his landing procedures. She smirks and grabs her assault rifle.
"Good, been itching for one these past few days." She snips as she hoists the rifle up, bouncing back and forth on the balls of her feet while she waits for the ship to land. Din has risen out of his seat and scooped up the little one, before sliding down the stairs and carefully stowing him away in the cot. "Don't worry, I'll come back to you. Stay here." He instructs before turning and joining Cara at the now lowering door. She is breathing slowly and he turns and looks at her. He knows she'll be fine.
Mayfield, Burg, and Xi'an are already out of their ship and are sauntering over to the lowering bay door. Cara sneers at the sight of them. Din had previously told her about what happened at the Republic Prison Ship and their betrayal. Din and Cara begin walking down the bay door, reaching the bottom quickly. The metal bay is small and dimly lit, with only a few streams of light shining through the rusted metal. The three prisoners are all flexing their muscles and sneering at the duo. Din rolls his eyes under his helmet before reaching around and running his fingers over his holster.
Mayfield smirks and saunters up to Cara, who is glaring at him. "Huh, look at this number you shacked up with-"
He doesn't get a chance to finish his sentence because Cara has punched him so hard in the nose it immediately breaks and blood begins gushing. He falls to the ground, swearing, and holding his nose. Burg roars and comes thundering towards Cara, but with one foot up, she uses his chest as a prop and propels herself off the ground before falling back down on his neck, hard. The two crash to the floor in a tangled mess, Cara snarling and holding him in a chokehold, before pulling out her blaster and shooting him in his small remnants of horns.
Xi'an sneers and hisses, pulling out one of her daggers. Her eyes flit to Din first, who was kneeling beside Cara, trying to pull Burg off, but then she goes to Cara. The woman had no armor on her neck or arms, which were an easy target for the skilled Xi'an. With one quick thrust of her wrist, Cara yells out as the blade sinks into her shoulder, but luckily, not her neck. Thanks to a punch from Burg, she had moved to the right ever so slightly which may have saved her life. However, the Twi'Lek screams before taking aim again at Cara.
"Xi'an!" Din roars before turning and holding up his blaster- but before he can make any sort of move, the Twi'Lek looks shocked as she is suddenly blasted backward and goes flying towards the metal wall, hitting it with such force she is knocked out almost instantly. Mayfield is staring wide-eyed before turning to find the source of the power, astonished to see the little green pet who had seemingly magically appeared next to Cara and Din, but who was now huddled on the floor. Burg still had Cara by the shoulders, with Din on top of him. But, as he sees Mayfield look towards the creature, he snarls.
"Don't you touch him," Din warns, but the dumbass doesn't listen. He goes running towards the creature, blood and saliva on his wild face making him look manic. Din doesn't hesitate in shooting him three times with his blaster, so the wild crazed man falls to the ground before reaching the child. Burg has thrown Cara off and then reaches up and grabs Din by the neck, looking vicious. This time, it's Cara's turn to get angry. She is breathing heavily due to the wound in her shoulder and the blood loss, but she grabs her assault rifle and shoots so many times at Burg's stomach that the creature falls to the ground. She is still breathing heavily as her head drops back on the metal floor, wincing as more blood gushes out of her arm. It is not a serious wound, but it hurts like hell. Din walks over, with the little one in his arms, and he gingerly looks at the wound on her arm. Cara hisses before pulling herself up and rolling her eyes, brushing off his hand.
"It's fine. Don't be such a worrier." She says and begins searching the barren metal bay for anything she can use as a bandage. They hear a groan and both look up to see Xi'an gaining consciousness. She looks at the fallen bodies of Burg and Mayfield, quickly jumping up and limping towards her small ship. She turns and snarls, curling her upper lip and holding a dagger at Din. "This isn't over, Mando. You'll see me again." And with that, she runs into her ship. She knows she's outnumbered and would lose this fight, but next time, she will make sure she is the winner.
Cara sighs before turning back to Din, who is once again holding her arm. He runs his thumb across her skin and shakes his head. She snorts, as Xi'an's ship begins rising. "Nice friends." Din is frowning, upset he roped her into this mess. He doesn't offer any words, instead, he leans forward and presses his forehead softly against hers. Her eyes are shut and she breathes out heavily. Sitting below them, the little one has lazily opened his eyes, he softly puts his hand over Din's forearm and leans his head on Cara's knee. A moment of rest now will do them all some good.