Bounty hunting is a complicated profession

Farewell

"Moff Gideon!" Cara yelled as she looked at the tie fighter descending over you.

Pointing all your weapons at it, you waited until it got close enough to try and take it down. Obviously, the moment he got closer Moff Gideon also fired at you, missing by very little.

Your shots, on the contrary, had not missed yet they had done no damage.

"He missed!" Greef said as the tie fighter flew away to circle back to you.

"He won't next time." Mando told him, looking around and trying to think of something to do. You pulled his sleeve.

"Deflecting shields." You signed.

"No, tie fighters don't have deflecting shields."

"I know! He has!" You added, huffing in exasperation and rolling your eyes at him. It was about time he realised your wide knowledge regarding ships.

"Then, our blasters are useless against him." 

"Why don't you make the magic hand thing?" Greef told you and you looked at him with a raised eyebrow and an enervated expression on your face. "Oh come on! You did it with the fire!"

"She's spent."

"Then I'm out of ideas." Greef complained.

"I'm not." Mando said, getting the jetpack and putting it on.

"Here he comes!" Cara cried as the ship circled around you to approach you from the front.

As scary as it all was, you were more worried about Mando's idea. If he intended to do what you thought he was planning, it was a very bad idea.

The tie fighter was coming straight towards you when Mando turned his jetpack on but he didn't take off, not just yet. You'd have tried to stop him had he not been so incredibly enraged. The closer the ship got to you, the angrier he got, until it felt he was about to burst.

Moff Gideon started shooting right in front of where you were and, using the cloud of dust that had formed as cover, Mando took off flying straight up. He managed to dodge the tie fighter and then shot his whipcord at it, latching the grappling hook onto it.

Next thing you saw was Mando being dragged through the air by the tie fighter like a rag doll.

Seriously, what was his reasoning process? Not a couple of hours ago he was on the brink of death and the first thing he could think of doing after surviving was that?

Looking at him somehow managing to recoil his whipcord and getting on the ship, you couldn't help but reconsider your life choices. Why again were you so worried about some stupid Mandalorian who clearly had a death wish?

You didn't know whether you were more worried or angry as you saw him get over the ship's hatch — trying to get inside the cockpit, you assumed. Suddenly, the tie fighter started spinning around, almost throwing Mando away. You gasped in horror, seeing how he had barely managed to hold on.

"Don't worry, he's got the jetpack." Cara told you, trying — unsuccessfully — to help you relax.

Not sure about what was going on, as you couldn't see him anymore, you started panicking and got out of the boat, trying to go to where the ship was headed. That's when something exploded midair though you had no idea what it had been.

Since the ship kept spinning around, you thought it safe to assume that Mando was still holding onto it. However, you couldn't stop thinking that he had hit his head really hard not only a few hours ago and swirling around at that speed couldn't be good for him. Without IG-11 you had no more bacta spray, so, if he got injured again, there would be nothing you could do.