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It was such a lovely day on Derriinu. The sun was bright, and the temperature warm. Not nearly as nice as Hondo's dear Florrum, but it wasn't cold. There wasn't much to complain about.
Other than the fact that he was being shot at, of course! That surely put a wrinkle in the otherwise perfectly great day.
But for as unlucky as Hondo Ohnaka ever was, he was also extremely lucky— it was baffling, really, just how oddly any set of events tended to play out for the weequay. But baffling worked in Hondo's favour nine times out of ten, and this time was not the tenth that was sure to do him in.
For there was a ship! A bit on the smaller side of light freighters but a light freighter nonetheless— a deep blue in colour laced with silver accents and, most importantly, a lowered ramp! And what was that? Hondo could swear he heard the engines starting up.
Almost as if in confirmation it was just then the ramp hissed, starting to raise up and urging the weequay to quicken his pace, ducking down as another blaster bolt zoomed right over his head, "No no no, let Hondo on hold on hold on hold—"
Jumping, Hondo latched onto the ramp that almost seemed to hesitate— probably just the adrenaline but Hondo wasn't about to take the seemingly existing spare moment for granted, hauling himself over the ledge and casting a look and a wave back at the angry party that had taken after him.
"Thanks for the fine game, my friends!" He called, just before the small crack vanished and he was officially locked into the ship for the time being. Pushing himself quickly to his feet, he found it best to hurry off towards the cockpit and alert the pilots and introduce himself promptly before things took a turn for the worse once again.