Talika caught the stun baton and shook her head, making a mental note to get R5 to take the thing some food*. Maybe if it ate the droid it'd solve one of the annoying little problems in her life. Two, if you counted the constant duel over her underwear. When she heard about the thing escaping she gave the man a look, "Tell me again why you half-assed morons didn't put it in a sealed crate, then? You know, one of the ones with just small air holes instead of bars?"<br/><br/>She couldn't believe the idiocy. Why did she seem to know their job better than they did?<br/><br/>Talika peered over at the crates, wondering what the hell was going on that someone was sneaking around. She kept a careful eye on it, trying to make sure whoever that was over there didn't manage to sneak from the crates on the landing bay and up into her ships cargo bay. The violet twi'lek kept watch on that till the hunters were all out of her ship, then slapped the button to close the mammoth jaw-like cargo doors of the tramp freighter. She backed away slowly as they closed, not taking her eyes off them until the ramp was several meters up off the floor of the landing bay. Only then did she turn around to walk back inside, sealing the cargo bay as she got to the interior of the ship, and headed up to the cockpit.<br/><br/>R5 was right, they did need to get underway. She trusted the astromech droid, but it was always a good idea to double check something as important as hyperspace calculations, so Talika would do that as soon as they were cleared and on their way out of the system.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">*I am taking it as a given they brought a supply of whatever feed is used for this thing?<br/><br/>1d20+7=16 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2999092/) for Astrogation.<br/></div></div>