::takes a nap at a table::

[Michael Cline]

Sounds good to me. ::grabs his coat and nods::

Whenever you're ready.

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis runs his hand through his hair, as he adjusts his jacket. He gestures to the door as he walks toward it)

I'm ready...lets jet.

[Michael Cline]

::Follows him out the door::

[Sanis Prent]

(After a short moment, they arrive at the Silent Queen, docked at the outskirts of the settlement. Sanis walks up the gangplank, and heads towards the pilothouse, preparing the ship to get underway.)

[Michael Cline]

::Cline walked up the gangplank slowly looking around at the ship::

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis flipped the gangplank retraction switch, and the hatch closed. Slowly, he began warming up the engines, and accessing the control tower for launch clearance. As Michael walked in, Sanis gestured to a seat to the left of him.)

I'm just about done here, so buckle down. We'll be outta here before you know it.

(The control tower responded, granting final clearance, and Sanis eased the ship off its landing struts, taking it slowly into the air with the repulsors, while the main engines eased along at mooring speed)

[Michael Cline]

::Michael took the seat and pulled the restraints tight.::

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis sends the ship high into orbit, and eventually into space. A course is laid in for Churba, as Sanis switches to auto pilot, and relaxes.)

Glad you could come along, Mikey. You know, you're probably the most willing bounty I've rounded up in all of my hunting years. I appreciate the cooperation. I hope that whatever reason why this Sith wants you, that it doesn't end up getting you killed. You seem like a decently cool fella, and it would really put a pisser on my day if he kills ya.

[Michael Cline]

O_O

WHAT?!?!

Put a cramp in your day?? It would put a major one in mine!

And what exactly makes you think you can make me go? I may be the non-violent type Sanis, but damned if I'll let you take me without a fight!

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis bites down a fingernail that was growing too long)

Hmm? Did you say something?

[Michael Cline]

::Takes off the saftey restraints and stands up looking for something to beat Sanis with::

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis continues trimming his fingernails)

Passengers should remain seated and their safety belts securely fastened until the seatbelt lights go off in the cabin. Please move all trays to their upright and locked position, and bring all seats to their upright positions as well.

(Sanis turns around, watching Mikey run around)

Uh...what are you doing? Sit down before you hurt yourself, man. Lets not stop being civil just because you're about to be incarcerated. And we were doing so well, too.

[Michael Cline]

CIVIL MY ASS!

You freaking played me!

You want to be civil? Allright... let me go free.

Dang you! Don't you have anything I can use to hit you??

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis swiveled his chair around, shrugging)

Hell man! I told you the truth. I said I knew a place where you could go, and Sasseeri would never be able to get you.

(Sanis shook his head)

And this...this is the thanks I get?

(He gestures toward the airlock)

But hey...you can always leave if you want. I'd put a jacket on, though. Deep space tends to be cold this time of year.

[Michael Cline]

::Rubs his forehead::

::Sits down and sighs::

Not really anything I can do in the situation is there?
I try to escape I die. I wait around I may live or might escape after you hand me over. Logical thing to do is sit back and wait.

::refastens the belts and leans back nervously::

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis smirks)

You could always keep looking for something to clock me over the head.

[Michael Cline]

I did look. You got everything pretty much nailed down that I could hit you with. Plus can't use any force abilities thanks to your 'pet'.

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis raised an eyebrow)

What, Roddy?

(Laughing a little, Sanis grabbed a bag of peanuts, popping a few in his mouth)

Nah, I got him in his cage belowdecks.

(Sanis extended the bag to Michael)

Wanna peanut?

[Michael Cline]

so.... Your Ysalamari isn't in range where he can affect me? ::raises an eyebrow::

[Sanis Prent]

(Sanis thinks about it for a moment)

Shouldn't be affecting you...I don't think.

(Sanis continues holding the bag in front of Michael)

Sure you don't want a peanut? They're honey roasted.