OOC:

I just want to make it clear before anyone reads this story...this will be a VERY comical mission intended on having a few laughs. There will of course be some character development and all the good serious stuff we do but you will see some things that you normally SHOULDN'T see. However...there is a group of us and the story is invite only. So please...if you are not a part of the story do not post. Thanks!

It was a boring day like any other. Lieutenant General Rizzit Blackheart sat at his desk deliberating over what paperwork was more important to fill out today and how fast it should be filled out. At least that is what he should have been doing. Unfortunately he had been part of a group of officers that got themselves in trouble recently costing more credits than they could afford. There were a group of five of them, and of that five: Three members ran up an extremely large cantina tab, Two Members owed money to several well known gamblers that just so happen to be very dangerous threats, and ALL of them owed the cantina credits to help pay for the damages occurred on the establishment during a fight.



Rizzit walked stiffly into Cosmic's office. He was still slightly hung over from the nights before but not so hung over as to ignore an angry summoning from his boss. He may have been drunk but he wasn't stupid. Very rarely had Rizzit stepped foot into the Surface Marshall's office. Usually it was a briefing room or some previously arranged meeting place that was much nicer to meet in than their office. Today though, Rizzit was not being accommodated. He was not expecting this to end well so therefore: he took his time getting there.

"Have a seat Rizzit. This will take a while." Cosmic said as he rose from his chair. Rizzit offered a handshake but had it ignored. Cosmic simply turned to stare out of his window. The morning had barely even started on Tadath and you could just see the first signs of daylight. It was an amazing feat in itself that Rizzit was up and in proper uniform at such an hour let alone conscious of everything around him. In the meantime Cosmic had already begun droning on.

"....when I allowed you and your fellow officers to go out to have a...what did you call it? Night of Leisure? I expected something along the lines of headed to the local cantina and maybe a few Twi'lek dancers being hired for amusement. Something low-key. What I did NOT expect (nor would I have tolerated it had I known) is five Imperial Officers....not one mind you or even two, but FIVE?!?; going off-planet to unexplored space and running up one of the largest bills this side of the galaxy! Hell, I think we could have built TEN Death Stars for less than the cost of the bill you ran up.

Rizzit could tell Cosmic was thoroughly pissed and dared not attempt to upset him any further by speaking. He therefore decided to just sit there and listen.

"So here is what will happen...and you are damned lucky I am this generous. You and your cohorts are to raise the credits to pay for this yourselves. I do not care how it gets done...just see to it that it does. The Empire may have your back but this would be an embarrassment if it got out. I am going to try to keep this quiet as long as I can so the sooner the better. If you are lucky you will not be demoted nor will your cohorts. Though you will all lose your next paycheck after this is paid for. Be thankful it is only one! Dismissed!"



Rizzit looked around the room at his fellow hooligans. They had a really good time but unfortunately now the time had come to make amends. Rizzit had sobered up a good deal and therefore was able to address them as normal. He started pacing from left to right just short of a few feet where they were sitting in a row.

"Well, we all knew what we did was wrong when we did it. We had a good time doing it too. Unfortunately, we now have to handle things. I have just been informed the empire will not pay this bill for us. This means we all have to pool our credits and pay this off."

"IMPOSSIBLE!" Roared Matthias Battlemont (who these days just went by Snipes). "It would take fifty of us alone to pay for that bill!"

"I concur." agreed Riqimo. "How exactly are we going to come up with this money?"

Tanus Solvona and Yillis were also present but had nothing to say. They just sat there shaking their heads in disgust. Which was when Rizzit decided to share a bit of good news.

"Fortunately...there is good news. I--"

"Rizz, we're all tired of hearing how you saved money on your starship insurance by switching to Aiko." remarked Yillis very annoyed.

"Well that's good cause it wasn't what I was going to say at all. I was about to say before I got so rudely interrupted that I recently learned that ewok pelts are extremely valuable on the Black Market lately. Granted, they are an endangered species nowadays so we'll have New Republic Save the Creatures activists all over Endor trying to protect them. But think of all the money we could make! We might be able to pay this bill and then still have money to spare!"

"So when do we leave?" Tanus asked eagerly.

"Tomorrow morning. I suggest you all get a good night's rest. We'll meet in the hangar bay near my Starwind Yacht Star Chaser. Bring any and all equipment you need. See you then!"

The four soon to be comrades were standing around the ship waiting. It had been three hours since Rizzit was supposed to meet them at HIS ship, and they were just about to head out without him in one of their own ships. That is until Rizzit's voice could be heard mumbling to himself.

"They should have been here hours ago....I told them to meet me at the ship...maybe they saw me sleeping here and took off..." Rizzit mumbled as he scurried around the cabin of his ship getting things ready.

"...surely though if they saw me sleeping they'd have just woken me up....don't they know I slept here all night for the purposes of taking off early once they get here?....honestly, good for noth---"

It was at that moment that the insane ramblings of Rizzit carried out to where the four comrades were listening. They figured out what was going on and showed up inside the cabin seeing as how Rizzit left the boarding ramp down.

"As you were *hic* saying boss?" Matthias remarked with a half drunken smirk.

"Well, it certainly took you long enough! I had to wake up on my own and we're more than 3 hours behind schedule!"

"That Rizzit..."Riqimo said "..is apparent by your pink bathrobe and bunny slippers. Hope you're not going like that."

A round of laughter was exchanged amoung the group at Rizzit's expense.

"Actually no...but remind me to dock you a month's pay for being a cocky son of a bantha when we return."

This is great...Rizzit thought to himself.Now if I can think of completely unrational reasons for them to be docked a pay I don't have to tell them Cosmic is docking us all one month's paycheck.

"I...erm....yes Rizz." replied Riqimo not wanting to argue the point.

"So...if you'll grab your gear I'll show you where the cargo hold is. I'm going to get into something more mission worthy and we'll get going. And Snipes...there's 20 rolls of duct tape down there I better not find them all gone..."

The Avenger took off and was no sooner in hyperspace when there one of Rizzit's pilot droids, AX-33 had detected a problem. Rizzit was paged to the cockpit (piloted by a crew of 5 droids) and was alerted of the situation.

"I am really not sure what to make of this sir." the droid said as sympathetically as it could. "The ship seems to be running in optimum condition but my audio sensors keep detecting noises like the ship is falling apart."

"Just keep the ship running...see to it we get to Endor safely. I'll have a look around."

Rizzit left the cockpit and began inspecting every nook and cranny that could possibly make a noise. He was on the way back to tell the others what was going on when he heard a strange sound like the rumbling of crates. It could have been his imagination, but he also thought he heard equipment being tossed around. Rizzit knew something was up; he just wasn't sure as to what.

When he returned to the others the noises continued. Only this time it sounded like a blaster rifle fired.

"That wasn't a laser cannon." offered Riqimo who had some experience in spacecraft matters. "It sounded like one of our blasters."

The general opinion agreed with Riqimo. After some debate the five of them decided to head back down to the cargo bay. They figured safety in numbers and seeing as how few the numbers were as-is they had better check it out together.

Upon inspection of the cargo bay, it appeared that the disruption was caused by "old man" Rogueboy one of the army's more prominent Platoon Sergeants. He happened to be wearing the most ridiculous blue bathrobe (rather than the regulation pink one) and looked like he only had time to sneak out of the barracks let alone pack any equipment or clothes for that matter.

"Sorry guys but this looked like too much fun to pass up." he offered

The five were too busy laughing it off than anything. Rizzit assured Rogueboy that while he wouldn't send him back in the Escape Pod (which just so happened to have a built-in hyperdrive) that he will be facing some rather heavy punishment for trying to tag along on an officer's mission without proper approval.

"Any particular punishment in mind Rizz?"

"Let's just say that you'll not get as much enjoyment out of it as Cosmic will...."

The remark while vague and confusing seemed to just cause more laughter among the now six comrades.