Bad Batch: Healer's Heart

Cornered

Bit of a warning, this chapter contains implied r@pe. Nothing too serious, but I'd thought I'd mention it. I'll put a warning right before it.

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"Idaflor, that's where we'll go." Hunter pointed to the monitor, singling out a planet in the Outer Rim.

"But Idaflor's not even inhabited." Wrecker complained as he leaned on Omega's chair.

"Which makes it the perfect place to hide out." Hunter reasoned.

"Hide?" Omega asked, obvious displeasure in her voice. "But I've been stuck on Kamino my whole life. Can't we explore?"

Hunter shook his head. "Not right now. We have to wait for things to settle down."

"Feels like it never will." Althea muttered.

"Well, we won't be doing either." Said Tech. "We don't have enough fuel, and we are also entirely out of rations. Without the Republic to provide us with supplies, we'll have to acquire these necessities on our own."

Echo walked in from the cockpit. "Well, we've got a bigger problem." He held up his datapad. "Comm chatter has our ships signature on a wanted list."

"So we scramble it." Tech shrugged.

"You can do that?" Althea asked.

"Of course I can do it, but I need to land in order to perform those modifications." Tech pressed a few buttons on the controls. "By my calculations, the closest planet is... Pantora."

The star map changed to the mention planet, blinking with blue light.

"Well, Pantora it is." Hunter said. Everyone walked away to get ready to go, but Omega stayed behind. She rested her head on her arms, gazing up at the screen.

"Pantora is is." She sighed, a smile on her face.

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After Tech landed the ship, he and Wrecker went out to start repairs. "Why'd you tell me we're out of rations?" The demo man asked. "Now I'm starving."

"Our priority is scrambling the ship's signature key." Tech reminded him.

Wrecked grunted in frustration. "Your priority."

A coughing turned their attention to the building. A Sullustan stood in the door. "Are you fellas here for repairs?"

"Just a minor calibration and fuel." Tech said as the alien walked over.

"Have at it." He said. "Just need to scan your ship in."

The brothers shared a look. Wrecked rose to his full height, towering even more over the Sullustan. "Are you sure about that?"

"I suppose I could skip that step." He conceded.

Wrecker and Tech turned around to go about their business. "Ah, that was easy." The demo said with a grin.

"Aren't you, uh, forgetting something?" The Sullustan asked.

The two turned around. "You...you said you'd skip the step." Wrecker said.

"I could."

"Great!" Wrecker's grin returned, but it faded once the man held out his hand.

"If I had some incentive...of the financial variety." He rubbed his fingers together greedily.

Wrecker leaned over to Tech. "I think he means credits." He whispered.