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@ask-admiral-locust
Me, telling a group about their mission on the planet: Okay. Rule number 1, do not go off on your own. Rule number 2, if you do go off on your own, do not go in the woods. Rule number 3, if you do go into the woods, never, ever, EVER try to fight any creature in the woods, or you will die. Me: Me: Where’s Major Inez?
Captain Phasma: Breaking rules 1, 2 and 3.
Sorry about the long pause. The school stuff extended into family stuff during the summer. I’m back now though, thanks for your patience.
I'm gonna be offline for a bit, school is winding down and I need to focus on test and such. Thanks for being patient.
How r u not dead?
Honestly, Lord Ren plays a huge factor in that. I think he likes me annoying Hux as I’ve been told it’s entertaining from a viewers point of view. I can’t be sure though, as we’ve conversed once during my time stationed here.
So in conclusion, I have no idea how I haven’t been executed.
Locust: Violence isn't the answer. Phasma: You’re right. Locust: *sighs in relief* Phasma: Violence is the question. Locust: What? Phasma, bolting away: And the answer is yes. Locust, running after them: NO-
Locust: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated. Phasma: Killed without hesitation. Locust: No.
Admiral. So it was brought to my attention that you want me to try my strength of survival in jumping off the cliff?
@ask-admiral-locust
I do not wish for you to try it, as I was bringing up a point to Inez that you have good survival instincts and she doesn’t. However, if you do happen to do it, let me know how it goes.
Inez: So, what, now I’m just supposed to do anything that Phasma does? I mean, what if they jumped off a cliff? Me: If Phasma were to jump off a cliff, they would’ve done their due diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry, so yes. If you see Phasma jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff. Inez: You jump off a cliff! Locust: Gladly. Provided Phasma did first
Fun Fact: I use to not be able to read the galactic alphabet, as where I was raised we used a different written language. I bet you can image how hard the enterance exam for the academy was for me.
Hey! Can I get an AU where Kylo Ren was killed and the First Order is winning the war? You can ignore this if you want.
I got you
The former Admiral was walking down the hallway, people saluting her. Morale was high as they had finally killed all the resistance members and General Locust can’t say she doesn’t enjoy the positive vibes of everyone. She had received her promotion from Supreme Leader Hux after the former leader had been executed. He had promoted her as she was the only one he trust for the job ironically.
Locust should feel happy that the Resistance was gone. The Order could walk freely along any planet and be applauded. Kids even looked up to the soldiers and Officers that fought so bravely for their freedom, sometimes even giving them gifts or hugging their legs. Soldiers were given permission to pat their head or hug them back as a way to keep their parents loyalty towards the order. Admiral Inez in particular enjoyed it. She often crouched down and talked to the child, telling the story behind the scars on her face as the children traced it.
Inez had gotten promoted to Admiral on Locust’s request after her own promotion. Locust knew Inez enjoyed the position, as she told her so many times. Locust, however, did not enjoy post-war as much as she imagined she would.
Opening up the door to her office, she dropped her great coat that was identical to the one Hux owned by the door, not bothering to hang it up. She grabbed a a glass cup and a bottle of whiskey from her cabinet. She hated the large space that came with the rank of General. As an Admiral, she got an office but it was probably a fourth of the size of the General's. Locust looked out the window, staring at the stars. She liked her rank and where she was but something was missing. She raised the whiskey to her lips, as the general left the bottle in the cabinet when she moved into the office.
She liked the days during the war, obviously not the Resistance attacking but the days where she hung out with Inez and Captain Phasma and annoyed Hux. Inez however, had more duties than a Major now and was assigned to another ship. Locust had no idea where Phasma was, if she was still alive. Locust realized what she was missing in that moment. A motivation.
She worked for the Order because she wanted to defeat the Resistance and protect Inez, even though she would never say that out loud. Now that there was nothing to defeat, nothing to protect. She had no reason to keep working. Locust didn’t realize she was crying until she saw a tear fall onto her ungloved hands. She raised her hand to her cheek and felt the tear trail. She set the whiskey down as her eyes released more tears. She didn’t make a move to stop them, not even as the door open to a trooper.
“General Locust, Supreme Leader Hux requires to see you for an emergency meeting and ordered that I escort you personally.” Locust turned around and saw the solider stiffen, probably ready to get disciplined for seeing his superior in such vulnerability. She wiped her tears, not caring a solider caught her.
She pulled on her gloves, put on her great coat she discarded, and adjusted her posture. She walked up to the solider, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Keep this between us?” “Affirmative.” She retracted her hand, looked forward with her head high, going back to her duties as a General as she left her office.
Inez, threatening the others with a paintball gun: Listen... Life comes at us fast. We don't know what life is gonna give us... And today, it's gonna give you... a paintball!
Me, hiding behind my desk I flipped: Just let me work!
Phasma: *looking through the First Order rules list* This should be here. Under forbidden.
AX-1212: *walking into the room* I'm glad that I'm late.
Locust: Take cover Lieutenant! Or she’ll hit you to! Captain, do you mean what Inez is doing is isn’t an offense?!
Inez, threatening the others with a paintball gun: Listen... Life comes at us fast. We don't know what life is gonna give us... And today, it's gonna give you... a paintball!
Me, hiding behind my desk I flipped: Just let me work!
Phasma gazed though the clear view in the spaceship’s window. The planet seemed even worse than she heard. She checked all reports about negotiators coming here and all were the same: a planet rich in raw minerals, with station above the surface, being a place where people lived, in moderate luxury. Below, the hellish heat, inhabited by animals that were strong enough to survive, thus, most dangerous and deadly for anyone who enters their territory.
She was sent with Admiral Locust for final “negotations”. Though her presence was obvious for anyone who had eyes. Her troops, weapons, and armors: the planet had something Supreme Leader needed. She doubt that even Locust, beigh a high charge, knew why the upper power wanted this ball of fire to join the First Order.
But she was sure that whatever happens, she will find “eager” young people who will do anything to join ranks of her stormtroopers. And she knew already how to made them loyal to the First Order, even sacrifice their lives in battle, for the cause. For her. She was doing it for years, without failing.
@ask-admiral-locust
“This is a death trap” was the first thing Locust said when she heard about the mission. Of course, that didn’t change anything about her being on the mission. At first, the Admiral thought it was a simple, low risk mission, as she wasn’t allowed on anything that could potentially harm her. But after going through the mission with Phasma, she couldn’t help but wonder why she in particular was going. She could think of about half a dozen people off the top of her head that were better negotiators than her. Besides, she had duties on board the finalizer that took priority over negotiations. This had better been important. Locust looked over the hellish planet, unsure why they needed this apart of their system. They had plenty of materials from other sources. The more the better locust guessed. “This place looks horrible,” Locust said to Phasma. “Well, the under part does at least. I’m sure the city is lovely.” Locust was almost scowling at the heat, as a year stranded on an iceplanet and spending her youth on a cold planet made her a bit more sensitive to heat.
Phasma, still looking at growing view of the city, nodded.
“Adding to it, this is highest priority, according to General Hux. I lived in such place. This has nothing to offer aside from broken neck when you fall on the surface from that platform.”
She was curious, of course. Who wouldn’t be. She was interested though from completely different reasons than most would thought. She studied this planet for few days, to find weak spots, places less inhabited by creatures and… caves. If something goes wrong, caves will be their saviors.
But what could go wrong? The population of this place was scarce, maybe bigger than her troops corp, but definitely not as tested in battle.
This was maybe hell, but its demons were weak.
Locust looked at Phasma, trying to see if she could get an idea of what she was thinking from her body language. Of course, she got nothing. Typical. The ship landed before anymore conversation could be made. Locust stepping out of the ship, Phasma right next to her with troopers following behind them. Something felt off to the Admiral though. She wasn’t sure what it was, something just felt off. She looked at phasma, seeing if she sensed a similar feeling.
Phasma felt that, and from the gazes Locust was giving her, she as well. Something triggered her battle senses. The stomtroopers behind them marched after them and seemingly didn’t share it. They were sent on peaceful pacifucation. If something like that exists. The inhabitants of the city were not advanced, Hux’ orders were clear, in case Locust failed to talk to their senses.
Her eyes caught the glimpse, the movement and she knew, it’s the end. Not her end, though. The blinding explosive crashed under their feet and Phasma, all against her own survival instincts, pushed Locust out of the range of blasters, that resunded second later.
The blinded troops started to return the salve, but their enemies were seeing them clearly, like on the plate.
“Admiral!” she shouted through the sound of blaster shots. She turned her head to see if they can retreat to the ship. No way. They would need to go through open space, just into hands of these traitors.She was thankful for her adjusted helmet, which made her see through the explosion. Her troops had not that much of luck.
Locust was shoved behind some rubble, groaning as she hit her head. She put a hand against her head, grateful to feel no blood. She grabbed a blaster from a fallen Solider and started blindly shooting at the invaders. The admiral, despite being in the officer devision, was a rather good shot. She took out some invaders, who were focusing their fire on the Captain. Locust was overwhelmed, as she was out of her element. The high-ranking officer was so focused on trying to hit people firing at Phasma, she didn’t see the invader come behind her. The invader picked her up by her collar as Locust dropper her gun, struggling to get out of her capturers grin. The figure walked over to the edge of the city, letting her over the gate that prevent people from falling over the edge. Locust grabbed at anything she could to guarantee her survival. In her attempts, she grabbed the combat belt the invader had before he dropped her over the edge. “Admiral is good as dead, focus all fire on the Captain.”
Phasma, trying to back off from the open space, pulled additional blaster from fallen troop’s hand and was shooting in the attackers’ direction. She knew what is the only way out from here. Down. She could stay here and fight, but she was now the target of all attackers. She was alone. Taking a dive, she hid behind the rubble, and looking as one of the traitors pushed Locust off the edge, she quickly made her mind.
If down, she will need Admiral, to survive the hell under the city.
That was of course only reason, she feverishly thought and making one jump over the edge, she disappeared from traitors’ view…
… only to hang from thick wires that were supporting the settlement and provided energy to the city. The large machinism was taking as far as she could see. She looked around, trying to find Locust.
Locust had missed the large cables, landing in a body of water. Locust had landed with her arms stretched out in front of her. Surprisingly, she didn’t break any bones. The admiral had only dislocated her left shoulder at worst. Hitting the dark water, the admiral looked around, unsure which way was up. She exhaled a little bit, watching her oxygen go below her. Locust tried her best to follow her oxygen, soon finding herself breath oxygen, her right hand was still holding the belt. Locust looked up, hearing no more blaster fire. She swam toward the shore, attempting to spot the silver armor of Phasma.
Phasma found a support for her feet and only there, she saw Locust, crawling from the water. Though there was still long way to reach the ground. Trying to not lose the support, she started to slowly get down. She didn’t hear anyone from up there, but the rubbles still was falling, it easily could hit her in the head. She knew her helmet can endure a lot, but not everything.
The heat, at she was slepping down, making her way slower than she would wanted, was increasing. The core of this planet, exploited by the locals, had to be in pitiful state.
Or at least the mining went way too far.
When she reached half of distance, the large part of the destroyed by blasters city entrace scupltures fell. Aiming just in place, where she was. Deciding for a jump in the water, she did.
Fell into the lake, the sculpture torso falling just near her, pushing her deeper.
She managed, though, her armor allowing her to survive the lsck of oxygen and gave her visibility to push the durasteel aside. She climbed on the shore, where Locust was sitting.
“Nice bath” said Phasma, not joking at all.
Locust filch when she saw Phasma jump into the water and punched her armor when she saw her climb onto the the shore from fear. She cradled her hand, muttering curses as Phasma said her “Nice Bath” comment. “Yeah yeah, that hurt! What is your armor even made of?” She shook her head. “Whatever, help me pop my arm back into place. Then maybe we can see if we can identify the attacker. I did take their belt.”
Phasma took Locust’s arm in a hold and not waiting to give her a warning, she just pulled. The bone fell into its socket with a crisp crack. Looking around she shook her head. “I will check if communicators work. If not, the mother ship will intervene but possibly not as fast as I would want.”
She was sure this trap was well masked by the locals and she was almost sure that she spotted a bounty hunter among attackers. It was well planned and well executed. Aside from the fact that the two of them survived.
“The attacker possibly hope the planet will kill us. Let’s prove them wrong.”
Locust moved her arm, feeling a little stiff from it but otherwise unhurt. She looked through the belt as phasma stepped to the side, checking if she could use her communicator through the planet. There was almost nothing on the belt. Just a few pieces of soaked paper here and there, a symbol on a patch she didn’t recognize, and several silver disks. The admiral grabbed one, recognizing the resistance symbolizes on the front as she opened it. It was a bounty for another high ranking officer of the first order. The admiral kept opening them, recognizing some like Major Inez and Lieutanant AX-1212 from the military division (both valued at 50 thousand credits), while others she had never met before. She even found some kings and lords from other planets that were loyal to the First Order. She opened the last two, seeing her face along with the Captain’s helmet with the largest bounty out of all of them. They were valued each at half a million credits with instructions that said ‘Terminate and bring their bodies for rewards.’ “Captain! We have a major issue!” Locust called out to her, keeping her eyes on all the bounties she found.
Phasma gazed at the disc and growled. Being most wanted First Order officer, along with the one person that accompanied her, was maybe easy to predict but none the less, not the best option from many.
“That changes my plans, but only a little” she kept her mind cool. “We still need to find a place where we can spend night. The animals activity is very high then. By the day, the planet is too hot for a hunt, but this globe seems to have a lot of nocturnal beasts.”
She opened her arm datapad and started to study the terrain before them, which she scanned before the mission.
She looked up higher, to see if at the rubbled city landport anything is moving, which could prove that the bounty hunters decided to go after them or wait for the night.
“We should get moving, the faster the better” she told Locust. “They may be cautious, but that prize is too tasty to not bite.”
Locust nodded at the Captain, turning off all the disk and putting them back in the belt before putting on the belt. She removed her uniform top, revealing a black undershirt and tried to wing as much water as she could from it as she started following the Captain. She ended up tying her shirt around her waist. They walked for hours in silence, as no words were needed. As soon as it started to get dark, the Captain pointed out a cave to which they took shelter. Locust sat down and pulled on her short again, as it was dry now. While Phasma was inspecting the cave.
Phasma lightened her way. The place was dark, as all caves, but soon, she noticed strange luminescence before her. As she walked toward it, the light was becoming more prominent, in a way, that made her turn her own light off.
She wasn’t a fool. Very possible that it could mean danger. She pulled a blaster and slowly moved in the luminescence direction. Maybe it’s danger, But sloght chance is that it’s something they can use.
She prepared her blaster and looked into the cave chamber.
The light ceased. Phasma stood in complete darkness.
She decided to check it further. If she came back, the source of the light could disappear completely. The slight light again shone, but in most distance corridor of the cave.
She spoke through the communicator.
“Admiral, I found something interesting. This cave is not uninahbited. I will wait for you in the crossroads. I don’t know if this… being is hostile, but better be prepared.”
Locust pulled out her own gun while speaking to Phasma, waking in the direction she went. “I appreciate your concern but I don’t think I’ll let you face it alone. If you’re going down, I’m going down with you. Before you insist I go outside, it’s an order that I stick with you.” Locust walked up next to Phasma as quietly as she could to not disturb the creature that resided here. “Besides, the chance of our survival is higher together.”
Phasma calculated the pros and cons swiftly and nodded. Indeed, the chances were higher. Locust was skilled officer and her presence was doubling their chance of survival.
Silently, they passed down, Phasma’s light shining in front of them, until they saw a luminescence again, connected with o rumbling growl.
Phasma’s gun was all the time ready as she entered the larger passage.
In the same time, rapidly and out of nowhere, a tendril caught her leg and pulling her up, it tossed her on the wall with full force.
Phasma didn’t lose consciousness, nor broke anything, but pain paralised her for some time, seconds barely.
It allowed the creature to crawl from the well-like opening in the ground and show itself in whole.
Locust was in shock of the creature was. She had seen it before in books and incident reports but never and encountered one before. She shot at it, trying to remember it’s weak spot. “Captain! Are you alrig-“ she was cut off as well when she was slammed against the ceiling of the cave. Like the Captain, she didn’t break anything but the Admiral knew better than to assume she wasn’t injured. She fell towards the ground, briefly being blindly by the wind rushing around her before the thump of her body echoed through the room. Landing on her stomach, she groaned a bit before standing up which just ending up with her falling back down.
Phasma knew that her amor probably allowed her to stay in one piece, she will inspect her injuries later. “Admiral!” she saw Locust falling, and immediately shot in creature’s direction. It seemed to be created from segments, hard as stone, its head surrounded by the glowing lights, which at least allowed them both to see it well. It wasn’t very big, but seemingly strong and armed with sharp nails on the end of each tentacle.
She cursed silently, gathering up. The creature tried to kick her again with its tail but, hissing in pain, she rolled just under it, dodging the hit.
The animal, obvously hungry, or guarding its terrain, twisted and its paw, also adored in claws, landed near Admiral.
Phasma took a deep breath, and her blaster fired. Just into the salivating jaw.
The admiral visions was clouded with black spots, impairing her vision. She heard someone call her name but she was focusing on stopping the pounding in her head that was painful for her.
She saw Phasma shoot the Monster in the jaw, the monster tumbling down and screeching in pain. She looked at the creature through tired eyes. she grabbed her blaster that was next to her. She aimed with a shaking hand and shoot in the same spot Phasma had.
Firing before she attempted to stand up, looking around for the Silver armor that belonged to Phasma.
Phasma was sent again against the wall, with last death throes of the strange creature. She managed to not hit in it with her head, and her armor again helped a lot.
She prepared for more fight, but it was over. The animal was laying dead, its body spasmed still, the blue blood was flowing from its jaws.
“Admiral” she said, with a voice filled with void. She saw Locust with still aimed blaster, looking at the place where the ceature laid. She knew this kind of monsters are tough to kill. The way they both managed so fast, was almost miraculous.
Her armor was stained with the same blue liquid that ran in animal’s veins.
Locust shakingly lowered her blaster, as she was certain she would miss. Actually, she was sure she would die. She never released the danger they put themselves in until after the fight. “This creatures are small but vicious.” Locust said, trying to keep her voice steady as she recited a passage in the book she read about this animal. “Almost impossible to defeat with the largest of armies. Firepower does nothing to it unless you hit it in on open wound or its open mouth, which only upsets it even more and does minimal damage. Your survival chances with 100 people is 1.5 percent. 10 people is 0.12. If you’re by yourself, you might as well just shoot yourself to avoid the brutal mauling.“ Locust gave out a shaky laugh. “W-we beat the odds.” Locust was practically shaking from fear. Now that she released what it was and how they had practically no chance of survival, she was terrified of what else was in this planet. “I don’t think I ever wanted to go back to the Finalizer more than I do now.”
“Better not delve more into these caves more” she let her thoughts be heard. “Unless we are cornered. The bounty hunter are still after us. We have two options. Either we lure them here and allow the creatures to the job for us and return to the city to try our strength against remaining forces. Or we go through the planet to highest point - that means the mountains - and use the communicator. Here the signal doesn’t reach the Finalizer” she looked at Locust. “Nothing is lost unless we are dead. This animal was the proof.”
She didn’t hear any sounds coming from the depths, but she knew from her homeworld, that it can be deceiving.
“We still must rest. Tired we won’t do anything” she said, her voice not showing any doubt, even if there were more of them than light spots. She knew that high morale is more important than real chances,. Any obstacle can be counquered. Any path taken. Any death escaped.
Locust nodded her head. “It’s best we try to get on the Finalizer as soon as possible. We need to warn the people who have bounties. the city probably has the best chance of reaching the finalized but I bet the locals won’t hesitate to sell us out to the bounty hunters. The mountains is probably our best option. We can lose the bounty hunters there. And you’re right again, we should rest.”
Then night came fast and deadly cold at once reminded them why this planet is not only hell during day. Wind from scorching hot became freezig cold.
“One extreme into another” said Phasma more to herself, than to Locust. Her armor was protecting her from the cold, but she knew the Admiral has no way to warm herself.
She quickly decided what to do.
“I hope you rested, Admiral, because we shall leave this place. Walking will warm you up; if we stayed here, the cold would make the morning meet us dead.”
She knew that Locust understands what she wanted to say by it.
She was also sure that bounty hunters are on their track. They spent here way too long.
Locust understood. Her uniform was designed for the ship, not field missions. She wasn’t given the field uniform as this mission would only last a few hours, not an overnight. Following the captain out of the cave, Locust was met by a harsh cold wind. It nearly knocked her off her feet due to not expecting it but she quickly regained her balance. “This might be more difficult than I imagined.” Locust muttered to herself.
Phasma, using almost useless localizator, which due to winds and freezing cold was going crazy with results, tried to spot anything - or anyone - around, but soon she resigned.
“We need to reach mountains still during day. With those winds, even better acesss to signal won’t help us much.”
She looked at Locust, who was starting to feel the bites of the wind and cold and wondered how much she will stand. She had nothing she could help Admiral with, only her own armor. She decided that by the next stop, among the mountains already, they will make a fire. Not only Locust will need it then.
She didn’t need to mention the bounty hunters. They both knew they may be already there. In place where they need to go, to send signal.
Walking with the captain towards the mountains, Locust couldn’t help but feel paranoid. After this entire incident, how could she not. Tired and cold, Locust kept pushing forward with the captain. She was cold, but she didn’t complain. Knowing that from her time at the academy, complaining wouldn’t do anything. By the time they got to a safe place, Locust was sure she would punch the General when she got back. If she got back. She leaned against a wall in the cave for support, as she took her weight off her feet. Closing her eyes for a moment of peace while the captain walked around, making sure it was safe after their last cave adventure,
“Terrain is safe” Phasma decided, after checking it through. “How do you hang, Admiral? We need to warm up, either way.” she looked around for a kindling. The desert didn’t offer a lot of green, but inside the cave, there were small moss colonies, which used the water gathered in the walls and under the ground. She reminded herself to coax a bit of it from it, otherwise they will dehydrate.
Tearing off moss from the walls, she used blaster’s lowest energy to fire up a small flame. It was tiny but warm enough so their bodies could heat up, at least partially.
“In this speed, we will get to the mountains during three more hours. If we tire up too soon, four at best. I sense that they are waiting for us there. Otherwise, we would have them already on our necks.”
Locust looked into the fire, relishing in it’s minimal heat it gave. “That’s great!” She said scarcastically. “We went through hell twice only to face it a third time. I should’ve taken it for account the bounty hunters could’ve had an aircraft if some sort. “ Admiral didn’t mean to sound so annoyed or upset, but she was tired from her day in the feild. She hadn’t gone through this in a long time, and when she did left disturbing imagery.
“Sorry for that Captain. I was just upset.”Locust put her head in her hands. She tried to remain optimistic, knowing that was a key part to staying alive. She was tired though, and sore. For once, she actually wanted to go back to the ship and never leave.
Phasma was unmoved by Locust’s outburst. That was natural reaction to danger.
“We will have to fight” her tone was dim and unnatural even for coming from under her helmet. “They probably underestimate us, or think we will be too tired or wounded to oppose. But if they not… I have a plan B.”
Not saying anything more, she sat on the ground, the fire reflecting in her helmet.
When they rested, as much as it was possible, Phasma managed to reach for water which was behind the cave walls. Shooting from the blaster in the seemingly thinnest stone structure, she caused a very meek gush flowing from it. Taking her helmet off, she drank just from the stream, then waited for Locust to do the same.
The breathing conditions in the cave seemed different from the outside. Supposing it must be due to strange moss they found, she mentally noted it, for later.
When should we leave?” Locust asked, as she finished drinking the water. It was quite refreshing if she was being honest and did lift her moods a bit. She looked over at the Captain, waiting for a response as she put her helmet back on
Phasma looked at the suns starting to peak from over the horizon. If they wanted to escape from the worst heat, it will be good to— “Now. It will be boiling here at noon, so we better reach the peak in next few hours.” she put her helmet on and again, the routine since they lost the ship - step after step after step.
The mountains were with each minute closer, and they - by the mere two hours and half - stood under the wall of grey stone.
By the corner of her eye, she spotted something on the top but it disappeared as soon as she looked there.
Bounty hunters.
“They are already here.” she spoke calmly. “Not trained too well, though” dark chuckle. “Prepare your blaster. We won’t take the peak on their terms, though.”
Locust raised her blaster, smiling wickedly. Her mood had changed rapidly, although Locust blamed it on her nerves. She shucked around the back, separating from Phasma. standing up straight, she proceeded to shoot the bounty hunters in the head from behind.
They turned around to face the Admiral, who only smirked as they didn’t realize the bigger threat that was coming their way. the admiral was skilled, sure. But nothing compared to the Captain Phasma.
Phasma, aiming from her blaster, didn’t ask questions. They tried to re-organize, but she didn’t allow them to do so. She was fast, deadly and fought for her life. It didn’t matter now, how skilled the hunters were. She knew they both won’t get out from this rock if she won’t remove the danger, so she fought with collected determination.
Seeing Locust took two of them out, she realized that they were not real bounty hunters. Not ones having the real training behind them, as those never hunted in groups. Probably mercenaries. Dangerous but much less than real, well-trained bounty hunter.
She turned just in the moment when the last of them aimed at her and put a blaster to his head.
“Now, you will help us to get out of here” she said.
Locust watched the Captain talk to the other bounty hunter. Well, they weren’t really bounty hunters. Locust just guessed they were newbies to the job. She went to walk over to them, but she tripped on a rock and landed in the dirt. Of course she didn’t get hurt in battle, but on her own accord.
Shaking her head to get ride of dirt, she looked at the body in front of her. She stood up and started patting down it. She only got a gun, a copy of a bounty, and the order for their bounty, along with who ordered it.
She shook her head at the resistance logo. She guessed they were stepping up their game.
Phasma looked in Locust’s direction and seeing the resistance sign, she growled lowly.
“So…” she turned to the hunter. “We are here with two options. Either you are brave, loyal and are faithful to your clients, who surely appreciate such selfless move… and die. Or you lead us to your ship and take us from this planet. And you live. This is one time offer.
She knew Locust knows what that means. The hunter won’t survive but will be taken prisoner by the First Order, interrogated and forced to tell everything connected to any rebellious base he might be seen, any rebellious charge he encountered.
Probably better trained bounty hunter would know that.. But this one was not one of them.
The hunter put his head closer to the gun, as a way of choicing. Locust nodded. “I’m sure your clients will appreciate your bravery.“ Locust turned around, not facing the hunter. She hated seeing death, even though it was a necessity in war. She avoided seeing it as much as she could.
There was a noise of falling body behind Locust. Phasma growled in annoyance.
“You can turn back, Admiral. He is not dead.
She took his communicator, and his weapons.
“He knows too much, to kill him. We take him with us. But first we must look up for ship they arrived here.”
The suns already started to raise their heads over the planet. The heat started to crawl into the air.
She turned back, seeing the unconscious hunter on the ground. Locust felt the heat from the sun but wasn’t yet affected by it.
“When do they arrive?”
Locust asked, looking through the belt she took from the bounty hunter a few hours ago, making sure to put the resistance paper in the belt before turning back the captain, squinting from the light bouncing off her silver armor.
“They arrived here in a ship or a shuttle. We need to find it. Probably it’s not far from here” stated Phasma. “And probably someone still is there, to guard it. We don’t need any more prisoners, we will take them down, from behind the rocks.”
She knew that people guarding the ship could just enter it and leave them here, sensing the danger. Better will be to remove them silently and without uncovering themselves.
Locust nodded, hoisting the unconscious hunter over her shoulders, her blaster still in hand. She proceed to follow the Captain, taking great care not to drop the Hunter. They walk for less than a mile before coming across the ship. Locust set down the hunter before Lifting her blaster to shoot
People guarding the ship were seemingly better trained than the ones who they attacked earlier. Phasma would call it ridiculous, if she didn’t suspect that was part of the trap on them. The hunters had a morbid sense of humor.
At least they won’t live long enough to laugh from it.
Showing with her fingers two of o the guards, she pointed them to Locust, so she knew which ones took down. The closer standing ones the Captain will take on herself.
The sun though betrayed her.
One of the guards pointed at her and all of them immediately started to shoot.
“My armor” growled Phasma, hiding behind the rocks. “They had to see it.”
“What did you expect? You’re not that stealthy with silver armor!”
Locust aimed her gun at the hunters and fired, making sure to hit them in vital spots. With everyone focusing on the beacon of light that was Phasma’s armor, they nearly ignored Locust who took them out with ease.
Soon, everyone was taken down. No survivors besides the one hunter They had captured.
Locust stood up and started patting down the hunters, looking for anything of value.
Phasma in the meantime took the knocked out hunter and carrying him to the ship, she quickly tossed him on the chair and started to check controls. Seemed that they didn’t really expect them to come that far. No contact with anyone on the orbit, no messages received.
“I am able to pilot it,” she said to Locust. “The faster we leave this planet, the faster we give reports about betrayal.”
Not to mention that she promised herself to personally interrogate the hunter they captured.
Locust stepped onto the ship, closing the ramp with the control panel on the side next to it.
”I didn’t know you could pilot a ship Captain. Must be a useful skill.”
Locust sat down on a chair near the pilot room. She allowed herself to relax for a minute, the fight was over for now, she would enjoy the brief peace for the minute.
Psst! Hey! Up in the vents! Here! *tosses down a ramen packet* Enjoy!
Thank you! Be careful in there tho! You don't want to get caught by Locust again, Major
To late
Woah. That was fast
I’m not fast, Inez is slow.
What punishnent do you intend to use?
I don’t know, i might turn a blind eye to this one because i don’t have the time to deal with her. I have a meeting soon.
Psst! Hey! Up in the vents! Here! *tosses down a ramen packet* Enjoy!
Thank you! Be careful in there tho! You don't want to get caught by Locust again, Major
To late
Me: Calm down, I’m probably not sick. It might just be allergies.
Major Inez: Okay, tell me this: are you like, really tired?
Me: I’m an admiral, what do you think?
I sometimes wonder if I’m a first order officer or a baby sitter
Admiral, Major Inez got stuck in the vents again
The vents are not supposed to be used as a shortcut to anywhere nor a place where any of the officers can be stuck in. Professionalism is a virtue worth of having.
Again? damn it Inez... I’m not getting her down this time, get someone else. That’s the 3rd time this week. Get Mitaka or a Trooper to get her down.
I do have to agree with you Captain, but Inez is rarely professional and she doesn’t care much for her reputation. She’s... special in her own way
I got her out. I said that I was making pancakes and she got herself out with ease. Anyone would like a pancake?
No, I appreciate the offer though. Good work Lieutenant
