“If you were them you would have delegated your job to minions and not bothered showing up at all.”

"Which to be fair is probably what these guys have done," Bane surmises.

"Something tells me these are not the type to run," Layla adds grimly as she continues to peer out of the viewport.

"Then let's take them down," Biggs says resolutely as he circles the ship about once more.

The gunship does indeed not appear to have any thoughts of fleeing. It also wheels about to bear down on the freighter once more, its cannons blasting with renewed ferocity.

Biggs remains calm as he approaches, breaking into yet another spin as he accelerates.

"They're either really brave, or really stupid," says Bane as he readjusts the shields to account for their approach vector.

"The latter, I should think," Xizran says callously.

For once Bane and Xizran appear to be in agreement.

"Here we go," says Biggs as the ships close on each other.

Fennec waits, holding her fire until they are within less than fifty meters from each other. Then with a single blast she strikes the cabin of the gunship, which begins to spiral out of control before bursting into a ball of flame.

Layla breaths a sigh of relief.

"All right, let's get out of here."

"Yep," Biggs agrees as he takes the ship into a sharp climb into the atmosphere.

"Two more ships incoming," Bane informs them, glancing at the radar scanner on the desk, "These guys just don't give up."

Biggs glances down at the scanner, narrowing his eyes.

"They're still pretty far away. We should be able to clear the atmosphere before they catch up with us. How are those coordinates coming along, T3?"

"Beep-boop-dweep-boop," replies the astromech from the wall behind them where it has an appendage inserted beside the navigation computer.

"Nice," says Biggs with a satisfied nod as they continue to climb, bursting through a sea of clouds.

Stro'to gets to his feet and, under the guise of pretending his bruises from the ship spinning are worse than they are, surreptitiously looks around for where the signs pointing to the escape pods are.

“Don’t even think about it,” Xizran sneers, giving his ex-colleague a shove in the direction of the cockpit.

"How slow is this blasted thing?" Bane complains as the pair of craft on the radar continue to rapidly approach despite Biggs pushing the freighter full throttle.

"I'm assuming that's rhetorical given the holospeedometer is right there," Xizran sneers.

"Yes, thank you for that," Bane shoots back dryly.

Stro'to, making the best of a bad business, straps himself into an unoccupied seat so that at least if there are more spins upcoming he avoids some bruising.

"We'll make it," says Biggs, narrowing his eyes as he glances down at the radar and then back at the expanse of space which opens up before them, "Okay T3, punch it!"

With a swivel of its appendage T3 activates the hyperdrive and the turbines on the rear of the freighter glow orange. Then with a flash it is gone.

OOC: End of Chapter V...