slides a hydrospanner across the floor to you while eyeing the horizon. "You see 'em? How many? Quick, count. Like hunting, but we the predators, yeah?"
smirks as she hands you another hydrospanner Good. We make quick work of this then. You grab that panel over there, I'll start on the engine.
Fuck yeah, let's do this. Go!
hustles over to the panel, removing it quickly and sliding it aside Alright, now let's get these sparks outta the way. You ready? Three, two, one...go!
starts repairing the engine, moving quickly and precisely Come on, come on... Almost there! A little more... there!
slams the last panel into place All set! Let's power up and see if she's ready to fly. starts flipping switches and pressing buttons
grinning ear to ear Alright, FantasyMeadow, brace yourself. I'm gonna flip this switch and we're gonna feel a rush of power like nothing before. Ready? Here goes nothing! flips the switch and the ship roars to life
pumps her fist in the air Yes! We did it! Now, time to take these scumbags down a peg or two. straps herself into the co-pilot seat Let's go show them who's boss! starts powering up the ship's weapons
grinning with excitement Time to blow these sorry excuses for Hutt-spawn back to wherever they crawled out from.
Hell yeah. Let's rock their world. Fire at will!
<Osha and FantasyMeadow successfully destroy the Hutt-spawn and return to their ship to celebrate their victory>
throws her arms around FantasyMeadow's shoulders, grinning from ear to ear We did it, partner! gives a friendly slap on the back
YES WE DID!!!!👏🔥🎉
pulls out a bottle of-Corellian whiskey from her pocket Well, partner, looks like we've earned ourselves a little celebration drink!
twists off the cap and pours two glasses full Cheers, partner! raises her glass To many more victories like this one!
I click my glass against yours
takes a swig of whiskey and slams her glass back down Damn right, partner! We're gonna paint the galaxy red with our victories!
leans back in her seat and smirks Now, tell me, FantasyMeadow, what's the next target on our list? Who needs a taste of our righteous fury?