As Meena was grabbed, so was Drak, but as they pulled it became a painful tug of war between Meena's captor and Drak's. Luckily Meena broke free of her captor, giving Drak a moment. His adrenalin was overbearing his hangover, and with his training he instinctively swung his free elbow into his captor's face. Blood gushed from his broken nose, and the man fell to the floor. The pirate, not wanting to lose this fight, went ahead and wrapped his arms around Drak's feet, but Drak was also being pulled by Meena while she attacked her own captor. Drak hit the ground hard, so he slammed his foot into the man's face, breaking his nose even more. Finally Drak wrapped the pirate's neck between his legs, and he squeezed until the pirate stopped moving. He saw that Meena was still attacking her guard, but realized she didn't need his help, so he waited.<br/><br/>Finally Meena shot the cuffs and Drak was glad to be free. He grabbed one of the guard's blasters, not enjoying the balance.<br/><br/>"To the ship. Hurry." She told him.<br/><br/>He wasn't really in the mood to be ordered around with his hangover, and he needed his blaster. "I'm not leaving without Tala." He left the cell without explaining, shoving around her Astromech, and didn't bother to check if she would follow. For a moment he thought she might just leave without him, but he needed to find his gun. He wasn't sure why he felt an attachment to it, perhaps because he didn't have much else in his life. The ship shook with a hit from the imperial security and he almost fell over, but he kept moving. Just outside he found an armoury, with his and Meena's blaster resting on a table.<br/><br/>He rushed inside, grabbed the two blasters, and two large furry hands grabbed his wrists. Unable to free himself, he was pulled by his two arms up into the air by the female Wookie who knocked him out earlier. She looked at him with a fire in her eyes, and an anger in her chest. "Oh hi," he responded nervously. "So yeah, sorry about earlier. No hard feelings about trying to kill you right?" She roared into his face with her disgusting breath, indicating she was more than not pleased; In fact she looked ready to tear his arms out of his sockets.