Aly, Jiljoo, Nykei and Sev<br/><br/>Nykei grimaced, but jumped in the pilot seat anyways. She took a moment to fiddle with the console while Alythra and Jiljoo helped the injured man into the backseat, pulling foward once they were in. It wasn't a fast model, built for carrying capacity over speed, but that was okay with Nykei. They didn't need to get in another accident. Still, she hit the throttle, ascending in altitude as they made their way through the marketplace. It was crowded, traffic choking each intersection, so Nykei took airspace laws as suggestions.<br/><br/>In the distance, blue and red lights flashed. Coruscant security forces converged on the crash. It wouldn't take long to track the trail of blood and find the stunned workers whose speeder they stole. Youthful memories returned then, banking into a tight turn between two buildings. Evade, she knew how to evade. How to duck and dodge and outrun the authorities. A quick lift to miss one passing skimmer, and a dead drop to miss the next. The pounding of her heart drowned out the angry beeping of horns, drowning out the voice of worry.<i>I got this. I still got this.</i><br/><br/>Nykei's victory was short-lived, as they reached the spaceport. She'd outrun the snowmen, but still, an imperial speeder was parked before the<i>Lucky Hand.</i>Fuck, it couldn't be related, could it?