<strong>Destiny Pool:</strong>Dark Side: | Light Side:**<br/><hr/><br/>Tiala could see security personnel pouring into the hangar. A few attempted to take futile potshots at the<em>Lady</em>, but only succeeded in leaving some superficial carbon scoring. A few of them were knocked to the ground by the pressure wave of the ship blasting off at high speed.<br/><br/>"Captain," BN-K1 said flatly, monitoring the displays as the ship rose through the atmosphere. "It would appear that we are being pursued by two small craft." An alert flashed on the console. "They are hailing us."<br/><br/>A gruff voice came over the comms: "<em>Lady Luck,</em>you have not been cleared for takeoff," it said. "Cut engines and return to your docking bay for questioning." The pair of blips on the display were closing steadily, obviously much faster than the old freighter.<br/><br/>"Headhunters," Az called. "Spaceport security. We open fire on 'em, that's gonna give us a whole lot more trouble down the road."