Doomsday

Chapter 10 - Raxus

Author's Note: Still probably a bit too early, but I just wanted to ask again if anyone has any ideas/suggestions for the second season in this universe. ^-^

~ Rivana Rita

"I've got a mission for you boys," Cid says the moment they enter her parlor.

"We're not going to be staying around much longer," Echo tells her.

"A deal's a deal, killjoy," she says, annoyed.

Killjoy? Omega looks up at Crosshair, who just smirks. "It fits," he tells her, earning an instant death glare from Echo.

"You can't back outta it now. Besides, I thought you needed the money."

"Well, now we have more pressing matters," Echo replies, "So, what's this about a mission?"

"It's a simple extraction on Raxus."

"Raxus?" Tech interjects, leaning forwards. "That is the former center of the Separatist government. It has since become an Imperial outpost –"

"I'm not interested in a history lesson, Goggles," Cid grumbles, waving him off. "You're being hired to locate and free Senator Avi Singh from his confinement." She turns her datapad, displaying a hologram of the person in question. "My client will meet you at the given coordinates to brief you. Details are on this." She turns off the hologram and throws a data card at them, and Tech catches it.

"You want us to rescue a Separatist?" Echo demands disbelievingly.

"A job's a job," Cid argues. "It doesn't matter as long as you get paid. Besides, the war's over, remember? There are no Separatists anymore."

"No," Echo replies flatly.

Omega looks up at him, uncertainly. He's technically their leader now, and she trusts his judgment, but Cid said this Senator was confined. He needs their help, doesn't he? "But he needs our help," Omega argues.

"We are not helping a Separatist, Omega," Echo replies fiercely, arms crossed.

"But if we're fighting the Empire anyway..." she starts protesting.

"Omega is correct," Tech interjects, "If we intend to fight the Empire, he may be an ally."

"By losing exactly what we're fighting for."

"Shouldn't we at least check it out?" Omega asks.

"The kid's got a point," Wrecker agrees.

Echo looks to Crosshair. Omega can't tell if he's expecting support or opposition. "The Empire wouldn't have gone after an ally," he replies bluntly.

Echo sighs. "Alright," he agrees, reluctantly, "We'll go."

They're going to Raxus, which is apparently the capital of the Separatists. Omega doesn't know much about the Clone Wars, but she knows it was a war between the Republic and the Separatists. It's... strange to actually be doing something involving them, but it's cool.

"Alright," Echo says, turning to her once they're in hyperspace, "If we make it to the surface undetected, Omega is staying on the ship."

She twitches, looking up at him, slightly stung. "Why?" Did she... do something wrong? Again?

"This planet is swarming with Imperials," he replies shortly, "You've been through enough lately. Besides, we might need a fast pick up."

"Omega is hardly ready to fly," Tech immediately objects.

"Wrecker can fly," Crosshair interjects.

"Hey!"

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