Kardai kept check on the progressing battle on her datapad HUD indicator, watching the<span style="font-style: italic">Outlaw Star</span>make easy work of one escort, while their guest worked on the other.  She’d of course heard his message, though she’d not yet responded.  Instead leaving their new found ‘friend’ to Jerex’s discretions.<br/><br/>The<span style="font-style: italic">Aparte </span>made her scans of the disabled freighters and headed towards the one with the highest concentration of cargo.  Something good she hoped.<span style="font-weight: bold">“Lock mooring cables on them and pull us in.  Have our boarding team meet me at the forward airlock.”</span><br/><br/>The affirmative,<span style="font-weight: bold"> “Yes Captain.”</span>Coming from her First Mate.<br/><br/>Kardai tugged her flak vest on over her black jacket, zipping it together in the front she checked her dual side arms as she headed down the metal steps towards the forward tube section on the<span style="font-style: italic">Aparte</span>’s bow.   She wasn’t the type to sit it out, something she was pleased to say both Jerex and she agreed upon.<br/><br/>Approaching the airlock she felt the slight jolt as the cables fired off and locked onto the freighter’s hull, the distant wine of cables being tightened echoed through the metal of the hull as they were reeled in to a lock against the freighter’s corresponding hatchway.<br/><br/>Blaster in hand the pressurization on the locks had both doors open and Kardai’s pirate team spilling into the freighter’s main passenger compartment.  Shouts of  -<span style="font-style: italic">‘Hands Up, Freeze, don’t move, everyone on the floor, hands on your heads.’ </span>Came through the compartment as each in their own moved to secure the area and the few crew that were onboard.<br/><br/>Kardai found her way to the bridge, accompanied by two of her own, stepping through the doorway she found herself presented to the Captain of the freighter, a Mon Calimari with a more terrified look upon him than was expected.   Kardai was precise in pointing her blaster at the man and motioning with it,<span style="font-weight: bold">“Cargo Manifest.  Now.    What’re you carrying?”</span>came her demanded questions.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“M..Medicine.. Munitions.. and….“ </span>squabbed out the terrified ship’s captain as she took him by the collar and pushed him back towards the hatchway.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“And?”</span>Kardai narrowed her eyes.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><br/>“P..Personal items bound for Bastion.”</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“Show me.” </span>Barked Kardai as she pushed him along, wasting no time considering any time that third escaped freighter could be putting out a distress call which would have more Imperial forces sent along the way.<br/><br/>The procession made their way through a few hatchways while the Captain fumbled to swipe his access card into the hatchways, unlocking them as they went.   Once they found themselves in the main hold, her eyes scanned over the rows and stacks of containers, some large, some small.   Her fingers worked the latches of one container lid off and then pried it up, casting a look along the content with a grin rising up on her face.  Row after row of E-11 Carbines were packed inside neatly in their cushioning foam.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">“Get as many of these on the <span style="font-style: italic">Aparte </span>as you can.   Contact the <span style="font-style: italic">Outlaw Star </span>and tell Jerex to prepare to take on cargo.”</span><br/><br/>Her head nodded towards the Mon Cal.<span style="font-weight: bold">“Now.. these personal items… Show me them.”</span><br/><br/>The Mon Cal looked desperate as if begging her not to mess with them, she ‘insisted’ with a shove and headed down the rows towards the back area of the bay, stepping past the last row of containers she couldn’t help but chuckle as all the ornate furniture and décor was presented, strapped down to hover platforms for easier transport.  Some rather wealthy looking items at that.  Items the likes she and her crew would’ve never even been allowed near to.<br/><br/>Looking to her crewman she tossed the cargo manifest into his hands.<span style="font-weight: bold">“Keep the ship secure.  Tell the <span style="font-style: italic">Outlaw Star </span>to take as much as they can,  leave the meds.  I'm heading towards the other freighter to see what treasures lay in wait there.”</span>