If you fall down maybe stay there and think about why

[Rhoden Carbine]

The Sith were off quickly, "Hmm. Didn't take them to be afraid of a fight..." Jorvan said, "Ah, but you see, we the glorious Inferno Squad put the fear of death into them." Pyrs responded, "The glorious Inferno Squad is going to be a few men short if you don't clear comms." Rhoden said, smiling.

They approached the vehicles and began curving around in a circle to observe the area. If there were still enemies on site they would run them down, if not, they'd round up any of the remaining prisoners.

[Neive Undant]

Neive waved his hand horizontally a bit. "You can say that. Come on, our ship is on its way in. We can talk about it more once we're anywhere but here." Neive ran with the man in tow out as his delta shuttle, piloted by a droid pilot, came in and the back hatch opened. His group piled in quickly as he jumped up, reaching out to the man after he was on board. He looked out at imperial speeders circled around.
"We'll need a fast exit, come on!"

[Avin Halos]

Avin was partially winded as they made it to the shuttle glancing back at their persecutors multiple times. He grabbed your hand and pulled himself up into the shuttle, then internally groaned What have I gotten myself into? he thought as he glanced around the crew and the ship overall. I'm going to be stuck with this so called republic, aren't I he thought dreadfully.

[Rhoden Carbine]

The remaining prisoners were of no trouble whatsoever. Considering they were dead. Caught in the crossfire or suffering some other fate Rhoden didn't know--or particularly care at the moment. Another vessel took off and he sighed. "That'd be whoever else was involved here." he said.

"Alright, comm the prison and have 'em send a crew. We're done here." he said, turning away and walking back to his speeder bike.

OOC: And that's me out.

[Neive Undant]

Neive nodded as he sat in the co-pilot’s seat, looking at the view as they hit the upper atmosphere. After a second, he looked to the new recruit behind him.
“Well... where to? We can bring you back somewhere for your official training and such for the Alliance, or... we can drop you off at the nearest space port. Your choice.” Neive would rather the man go with the first choice, as the Alliance needed as many members as it could get right now, but it was a choice the man had to make on his own.

[Avin Halos]

Avin laughed as heard that he had a choice whether to join or leave. When he looked up at your confused face he said "You're serious...?" Then chuckled a little longer before taking a deep breath and calming himself. "You honestly think I would ever want to be dropped off? I'm a wanted fugitive now, I wouldn't be surprised if my name already had a reward on it! And what of my business, my name would he ruined the black market is a delicate place my friend, one bounty and poof all your customers gone, of course I'm going with you" then he said under his breath "grudgingly if course"

[Neive Undant]

Neive shrugged as he watched the stars in front of them. “Well, you may be a fugitive in imperial eyes, but I doubt you’d be wanted by the Alliance. Conduct business in alliance space... and you’d be safe, i’d Think.” Neive shrugged. “But, your choice. To Naboo it is, then.” Neive looked at trivium, as he nodded and plugged the coordinates in, as they saw the stars alongate, shooting into hyperspace.