Chapter 8

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Brushing the hair back from your eyes, you stuffed the last of your items in a bag. You turned and glanced around your room. How did it come to this? Fleeing and from the first order no doubt. No, from Kylo Ren and Armitage Hux you thought bitterly. You wanted no part of whatever there game would be. You knew they despised one another and would use you to the others advantage. No, you would not be a pawn. Escaping in your mind made you feel a little at ease, but that would be easier said then done.

As you swung your bag over your shoulder and exited your quarters you hoped for the last time. Your thoughts went to Phasma. What did she want to talk to you about? It was a shame Hux interrupted before she said anything. Now she was with the two man you feared on Jakku or so you hoped. You shook your head to rid of the negative thoughts, no time to dwell on that. I need to focus on getting out of here. You quickly made your way to the shuttle bay, thank god it was the middle of the night.

The shuttle bay should be empty or so you hoped. You saw no one in the halls, this seems like luck was on your side. Hopefully it kept going. As you got to the shuttle bay, you leaned against the wall to avoid the camera that was moving back and forth. When it turned down the hall, you quickly went in the shuttle bay. It was eerily quite as you moved past some crates that were against one wall. Moving past the crates you spotted seven ships littered around the bay. You crept pass some, the computer station was near the middle. The computer was on standby mode, which you thanked your lucky stars.

Hitting a few buttons made the computer hum to life, scanning the monitor you saw a few files that you knew was not what you needed. Finally on the bottom right of the screen it showed a file named Scehdule flights. You use your finger, since it was touch screen to open the file. A list appeared and had the list of comings and goings of ships. You scanned a few and found one that was promising.

A flight to Bespin to bring supplies to some First Order sympthizers was living early in the morning. The supplies were already on the ship, you could hide and hopefully not be found. The ship with the supplies was near the wall on the far side of the shuttle bay. You quickly exited out of the file and got it back to standby mode. You made your way over the ship and found the button to open the back of the ship. It hissed and slowly came down with a thud, you adjusted the bag on your shoulders and walked up the ramp.

A red light helped you see your way and you looked for a spot that you could hide before you closed the ships door. A small space between a crate and the wall showed it could hide you well. You smiled as you set your bag in the hiding spot and shut the ships door. It was going to be a long night but that was worth the price of your freedom.

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