Jaina gave the underside of the X-wing a hard kick. The hatch to the small cargo compartment creaked and gave way, dropping open. Jaina pulled out the small MSE-6 droid and switched it on. The "mouse" droid was the same model as those found scurrying around Imperial Star Destroyers. They can't do much more than simple repairs, but Jaina kept it because it's rodent-like qualities reminded her of Rocky, her pet womprat. "Okay, I want you to see what you can do about the sensor window," Jaina spoke slowly to the droid. "You know the components, right? The PA-9r and PG-7u?" She knew mouse droids were able to follow simple, clear directions, and she received a chirp reporting the droid understood. The droid scuttled off to attend to it's task and Jaina climbed to the top of the craft to see if the R2 could give her a damage report. "Well, you didn't seem to suffer too much," she muttered as she manipulated the components to raise the R2-unit. She looked at the ground and again wished she had her TK powers. "I don't know how I'm gonna get you dow-Hey!" The craft shook as the pretentious mouse droid used it's built in jack to lift one side of the X-wing. The R2 let out a frantic beep and Jaina screamed as they tumbled off the ship and onto the ground. The MSE-6 droid, reacting to the noise in the rodent-like fashion it was programmed to, nearly jumped out of it's casing. It dropped the X-wing and scampered off quickly into the jungle. "Hey!" Jaina stood up, brushing herself off. "You stupid rat! Get back here! You can't run off! It's not fair! Ugh," Jaina dropped to her knees and pounded her fists against the ground. She just couldn't take it anymore. Jaina closed her eyes and tried to calm down. 'Anger leads to the Darkside...' Her eyes opened and she frowned. What good do silly idioms do when there's no Force? There's no Darkside to turn to. She sighed heavily and turned the R2 upright. Slumping forward, Jaina tried to relax. "Solo," Jaina's head jerked up as she heard her name. The R2 was projecting a fuzzy holo-recording of Chilton Jox. "You're a smart girl, so I'm sure you've figured out by now that I'm responsible for your current... predicament." Jox smirked. "As you know, I don't like playing sidekick. Not even to someone as... competent as you. Now, with you out of the way, I'm the head honcho." Jaina stared at the holo. 'Did someone forget to tell him that this was a /suicide/ mission?' she wondered. 'His silly dramatics are going to get him killed.' "No offense to you, dear," he went on in his patronizing tone that made Jaina cringe, "I just want to take the glory on this one. Everyone will know the name of Chilton Jox. And you, Miss Solo, will be court marshaled for going AWOL. Tsk tsk. What will Daddy think? People will shake their heads and say 'That's why they shouldn't let females join the military.'" Jaina glared at the hologram, fists clenched and lips pursed angrily. "Oh, don't worry. I'll send an anonymous transmission letting people know you crash-landed somewhere on Tatooine. A search party should find you before you die of thirst. Perhaps even me-I would be a hero." He chuckled. Jaina frowned. "But...this isn't Tatooine," she murmured. "He must've gotten the co-ords wrong.." "Oh, and don't bother trying to report me for this. By the time they find you, they'll think you're Suns Crazy. Your word won't have any more weight than that ridiculous rat droid you carry around. And you'll have no evidence, because this holo is programmed to self-destruct." Jaina rolled her eyes. "You've been watching too many old spy movies." The message fizzled away and Jaina was left in silence.
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