Just not gonna happen

Allen would be deep in thought, a lot had happened in a short time, he had managed to get away from those pirates with the help of another. He would turn to the other being with him and nod his head towards them in acknowledgement. "Thank you for helping me back there, my name is Allen, I never got to tell you before haha."

He would move to the controls before speaking again. "What do you think we should do?"

Crammed into the back of the escape pod is a Tyranaxi woman, clearly suffering from space problems. The pod doesn't seem to be designed with significantly larger humanoids in mindd, so she has trouble sitting upright, instead having to bend forward quite awkwardly. Also, the oxygen scrubber painfully presses against her lower back. But, despite these conditions, Luminara is still glad they made it out - almost everything beats what they had to go through.

Luminaras voice is a slight bit too loud for the escape pod as she ponders their next step.
"I think we shouldn't linger. We're small, that aids us in hiding, but I can't imagine this thing is shielded well against emissions and we'll be picked up eventually - if they are still looking, which they most likely are."

Luminara could only watch while Allen fiddled with the escape pods controls earlier, understanding little about what was going on. But she did get the general gist.

"I helped you as much as you did me. I'm Luminara, pleasure to meet you."

She shifts uncomfortably, one of her arms slamming against the wall, causing the Tyranaxi woman to let out a grunt. She didn't mention it, but she is advocatorial for a quick rescue attempt because if she has to stay in this tin can for much longer she's going to go insane.

The human glanced back to the Tyranaxi woman in sympathy. She was quite large, taller then him, so she must feel extremely cramped. Allen would comb his short brown hair before turning his green eyes towards the planet below. This wasn't the ship they were looking for, but it was their best shot.

"Very well, down we go." He was quite nervous, unsure about what would happen next. He also couldn't help but worry about his new friend through all of this.

Allen grits his teeth, he really did want to try and manually control this, but he was a tinkerer, not a pilot, so he would defer to the automatic controls. He would point it close to the ship and let it do it's work.

Luminara shifts again, more out of tenseness than out of the overwhelming feeling of crampedness this time. The capsules finally descending, but that leads to a whole bunch of other things to worry about. The large woman pensively fiddles with her lower set of hands as she tries to glance over the head of hair of the human in front of her, trying to take a peek at the rudimentary sensor readout of the hijacked pot. She hates not knowing what's going on outside. The enemy unknown is much scarier than the enemy you can see, after all.

"We're moving. Good."

Allen would brace himself, gripping the control panel in such a way as to not press any buttons by accident, still he held on tight. The alarms did not help with his mood as they would thud onto the ground. He tumbled for a bit before righting himself, at the very least the young man was doing ok.

He would shake his head and look behind him. "Are you alright Luminara?" He would question his big friend before reaching for one of the martials to begin creating suits for them both, starting with the other being with him.

Strangely enough, the bumpy ride due to the atmospheric breaking manouvre doesn't make Luminara more uncomfortable than she already is - or not by a lot, anyways. Turns out, if you are already crammed into the walls there's little room for you to shake about! It's still a sickening experience and Luminara can be heard mumbeling what appears to be verse, her eyes closed as she hopes their journey won't end with a band as escape shuttle fails.

Luckily, it doesn't! Luminara gathers her bearings and tries to get an overview of their situation - it could certainly be worse, she determines after a moment of thought! With Allen already being fast at work in front of her, Luminara will follow suit. Unfortunately, she's rather constrained and only slowly makes progress, but the four arms help.

"I've had nicer landings, but at least we're alive. I think nothings broken?"

She does feature some bruises, but they are a nuisance at worst, nothing actively impeeding her ability to function and get out of this tomb. Staring at the atmospheric readout, Luminara frowns, then turns towards the little life support system in the corner.

"This thing has a carbon dioxide scrubber, but it surely won't be able to deal with a contaminated atmosphere, that's not what it's for. Once we open the hatch, that's it."

She inspects the packets, then watches Allen assemble the environment suits while she thinks.

"We should cut power before we go. It won't help hide us from anyone that had half an eye open while we were coming down, but at least it'll help cover our tracks in case they only arrive to investigate later."

Luminara doesn't think that they can start the pod back up with the limited amount of battery remaining - not that they would have wanted to, anyways. There's little they can salvage from the crashed pod aside from what they've already taken.
The suit does fit remarkably well - an advantage from being able to construct it on site! Luminara briefly smiles to herself before focussing back on the outside world - remarkably cold, hostile air, rough terrain and they don't even have a proper weapon to fight off any natuarally occuring lifeforms in case this world has any. Their chances could be a lot higher, but it's not too far!

"Alright little one, are you ready? We ought to improvise something for crossing that ice though, it looks remarkably slippy... do you reckon we can use some of the smart material to fashion a rope to tie us together? I wouldn't want to loose you in this environment."

Allen would turn back towards Luminara, after putting on his suit. It fit just fine and he was thankful for it! At the other's suggestion. The human would nod his head and rub his chin. "You make a good point, I...am not the best in environments like this...you know, you have done a lot for me and I have to thank you Luminara. I'll repay you back someday."

He smiled at her and began to search for anything they could use as a rope, if need be he could tinker on something to create a connection device. That was the best move in this situation.
"What do you think we will find on that ship?"

Luminara lets out a noise, somewhere between a chuckle and a forceful exhale. Tilting her head, the tyranaxi woman observes Allen working on the connection rope, or whatever similar device he will come up with.

"I am in your debt too, you know. I might be good at knocking out mooks and breaking down unsecured hatches, but I would have never managed to override the emergency pods system well enough not to immediately be picked up from the very vessel I am trying to flee. I would say we're even after this one, no?"

She thinks for a moment more, her hands fiddling with one another as she distracts herself. The air is getting slightly stale already, they don't have much longer in here.

"I don't... really know what will await us. Hopefully, friendly people or... nothing at all. We do have to hope, with our limited supplies and lack of weapons, running into a band of slavers or pirates will be our end."

Luminara, while Allen is working on the connector rope, will take inventory about the remaining goods found in the pod. The loot is rather sparse, but at least they have some things - perhaps it is enough to bribe whoever is on that ship for... not killing them immediatley? Altough they could probably kill them immediately and then take what little they have, anyways.
Luminara grumbles to herself, divvying up the supplies.
She'll take the bandages herself - while she's most likely first in the fight, and, as such first out of the fight, she worries about the fragility of the small human with her. If they get cought in some kind of trap, Luminara gauges herself to have a better chance of not being knocked out and perhaps being able to apply the bandages to Allen - even if its probably too late at that point.
She'll also take the water ration, perhaps it will be useful...

The Personal Locator Beacon she leaves for Allen, he can probably use it better than she ever could. The Personal Data Device she can't find a use for currently, so she'll also offer it to the human, maybe he has any ideas.
Luminara thinks about the multitool for a moment before eventually taking it for herself.
The Communicator she also leaves for Allen, he seems to have a better idea on how to work tech.

When the human was offered the Persomal Locator Beacon, the Data Device as well as the Communicator, he would take them with a thanks and a smile before getting back to his work fastening a rope. This was taking a while and he was growing more and more concerned by the second,thank goodness he had someone with him.

Luminara tries to control her breath once the mask fused to the rest of the suit - they're on limited oxygen now, after all. It's not as easy as it sounds, but at least she's not hyperventilating yet. Staying calm can greatly extend the time they have she reckons. Before the door properly opens, Luminara will attach the rope Allen made to herself, tying it around one of her arms.

"Ready?"

She gives an encouraging smile, then immediately swears to herself - communication is not something she thought about yet. It *should* be fine, she hopes, the pod only said something about the atmosphere being hostile and not entirely absent. Perhaps there is enough gas in the air to carry sound, but if the atmospheres too thin they could end up not being able to talk to one another without pressing their helmets together or something like that. Perhaps they should have fiddled more with the communicator device - but too late now!

Egressing from the pod, she quickly assesses the situation - one of her specialties. And the situation does not look great. Luminara would have liked to engage with the inhabitants of the landed ship on their own terms, but it appears that they've interrupted a... a what? Salvage mission? Ground assault on a ship they shot down? She certainly hopes its the former, altough salvagers aren't known to be the kindest and most helpful folk... especially if you don't have any money.

Luminara frowns and tries to hide behind one of the ice spires - a futile task, considering her size. She gestures Allen to do the same however, a hard look on her face.

"Well, what do we do now?"

Allen also try to control his breathing as soon as his suit was on. Luminara had a good head on her, multiple, shoulders. He would tie one end of the rope around his waist and give her the other side. Now they hopefully will not get lost. Though this does mean that they wouldn't be able to ruin nearly as quickly as they might have otherwise. But on a planet like this...that might not be the best idea.

The human felt better, had he been by himself then he might have panicked at this point. But now he had a feeling that things would be, hopefully, alright. When the taller woman hid behind an ice spire, Allen would follow and peek out around it quickly before speaking up. "Well...we will need to get closer to the crashed ship but be careful...it seems as though were are not the only ones here....how good are you at talking Luminara?"

"Two outside, more in the airlock behind them. Your standard airlock fits... what, six people? So, potentially eight, less if they're not cramped in there or others like me. I... I don't think we can take them if worst comes to worst, I am afriad."

Luminara peeks out between the spire again, trying to gauge how much time they have already spent here. They don't have ages to come up with an intricate plan. Luminara throws down a glance at Allen, then gives a shrug with her lower set of hands.

"Depends, honestly. I can be very persuasive at times, but I lack information about who I am talking to so it won't work. I... I am not good at talking to people in the way that makes them... relaxed and trusting, do you know what I mean? Loyalist Tyranaxi probably want to chop my head off and I think I am simply too large to make other species feel... I don't know... like I am peaceful?"

She sounds slightly worried.

"Uhh... we better come up with something quickly. This sounds... bad. Should we just approach with our hands up? Hopefully they won't simply blast us and leave us to die. Maybe one of us goes first? I can go first, if you want."

Luminara cuts a grimace, her face-scales tightening together as an underconcious defense mechanism. Virbrations like this are usually not good. She can only imagine two situations that would produce low rumbling like this and neither of them are good. One, something charging up. Weapon systems? Engines? The two ships seem to be idle, but perhaps there is something else over the horizon. Or two, avalanches, which are almost as deadly as being hit by a capital size plasma barrage in these very basic suits of theirs.

"Shit…shit shit shit." the poor human whispered to himself.

Allen was figuratively frozen in his thoughts. He definitely heard his large friend, but there was a lot going on in his mind and it showed clearly in his face.

He had no idea what to do. This was out of his wheelhouse. He was good at fixing and tinkering, nothing like this.

"I suppose we go out there with our hands up." He whispered to Luminara. He noticed the shaking and that didn’t bode well for them.

"Well... let's just hope we don't get oblitarated by a plasma bolt in just a moment."

Luminara gives Allen a reassuring smile - which is neither very neassuring nor really a smile. The thrumming of the ice is certainly... worrysome and Luminara is yet again reminded of the limited time they have standing out and around here. So, gesturing her human friend to get moving before he can reconsider, Luminara will begin to slowly stomp across the ice towards the strangers next to what is presumably their ship, hands raised.
While carefully moving across the slippy terrain, Luminara gets an idea - technically, she isn't without a weapon after all! Or rather, without the means to create one. Perhaps she can stuff some ice into her Xenotech Molecular Reassembler to create some kind of weapon with it? It would take some time, obviously, but something for the back of her mind.

"By a Jøgboars ass, they're coming towards us!"

Luminara's face hardens and she visibly tenses up as she can see three people approaching with hostile intent - quite rapidly, in fact. Her battleready analytical side kicks in and reality seems to slow down around her as thoughts rush through her head. They stand very little chance against people armed with actual weaponry, but perhaps... if the attackers are humane enough, taking a hostage might work. Maybe they can use the slippery ground to their advantage?
Having formulated a rough plan, Luminara turns around towards Allen, eyes sparkling, a determined expression on her face.

"I need your help. We can either stand here... hands still raised and wait for them to come shoot us, or we take matters into our own hands."

Luminara tilts her head.

After being shaken from his intense mental paralysis, Allen would realize all that happened and nodded, might as well see this through, though he was no fighter. So he looked up at Luminara and nodded his head. This was her expertise, though that did not mean he wouldn't get a word in here.

The human would look quite worried as he spoke. Fear was a strong motivator right now. "Should we find some better cover then this ice spike? I don't like our odds here."

Luminara nods approvingly.

"Have you ever heard the saying... oh, I can't remember how you humans would express this. 'The greatest shield is equivalent to attacking with the sword', or something like that? Well, we're going to do precisely that my friend!"

She blinks a few times, mulling over her plan. It's not a good one, but its the only one they have... also, Allen brandishing a sidearm changes things somewhat - she didn't know he had one, or just didn't notice in their escape! How interesting!

"Right, right. We're going to perform a manouvre that I like to call "Netfishing". Are you familiar with how it's done? We had that back home... a quite antiquated method of catching fish, but it works even under greatly diminished industrial capacity and with vessels that are hundreds of years old. Two boats would cast a giant net between them, then ship around the populated seas - we're going to do the same. You're a boat, I am a boat and our connector line will be our net.
The ice is pretty rough here, but further from the impact site it should be much more slippery. We're going to gather speed on this rough terrain, then drop down to slide across the smoother ice. If we manage ourselves correctly, we can trip up these assailants of ours - then overwhelm one and take a hostage.
Any questions?"

Luminara smiles.

"You mean a good defense makes a great offense? Yes, I very much agree with that...but your fishing idea is very much an offensive...yet I have no other plans so, sure let's do that. Why not?" Allen had no other ideas, it seemed like Luminara knew what she was doing which made Allen raise an eyebrow up at her. He was definitely going to talk to her about this later, because it seemed to him as though she was some sort of solider of sorts.

That honestly made sticking with her all the better, not that he wasn't before. Allen was many things but a traitor he was not! In this cold universe, one could only have each other.

"As for your plan, I have no questions...aside from one: When do we start?" He grins up at her.

"That's the spirit. We'll make a fighter of you yet!"

Luminara gives a smile to Allen, that went much more smoothly than expected - while he seemed a bit paralyzed earlier, he snapped out of it which is great to see. The Tyranaxi woman stretches her two sets of arms, then, alongside with Allen presumably, uncovers from the ice spike they have been hiding behind to gather speed and approach the approaching hostiles. She is careful not to accidentally get too far from Allen - being quite a lot heavier than the average human, Luminara would probably tug him off of his feet with the connector rope if they strayed too far!
Noticing the charging lasers, Luminara frowns.

"Watch out, they're using ship scale weaponry against us! Those things are made to cut through hulls and bulkheads, they'll cleave us in half upon even light contact! The only upside is that if they hit the ice, it'll most likely produce steam clouds, obscuring the view, but that's not much of a reconsilliation. We ought to take a hostage and that we ought do quickly quickly!"

Allen runs in with his new partner then pauses when he hears someone yelling. He would quickly duck as the laser shot past them and he blinked for a moment. Why would they give a heads up if they where hostiles? Maybe there was a misunderstanding there. The human's heart was racing as he called out to his ally.

"WAIT! Stop! We may be able to talk to them!" He had stopped running but he was weaker then her so of she keeps going, he will be dragged along with her.