#so your Ben is probably through the wonders of genetic also pretty much immune to the airborne strain

[irrfahrer]

why did it take you so long to tell me? how long have you been holding this in? {from smuggler!ben}

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The second the airlock closed behind them, Ziv threw her back against the door, because for a moment, just a moment, it seemed to bend under the force of flesh crushing against it from the other side. By Bens hasty question the Tynnans head snapped up with a loud, bae teethed growl. A loud snarl that was almost as loud as the screaming dead flesh on the other side of the door: "Oh spare me the kriffing ' how long have you been holding that in' stuff, you did not asked any question when you dragged my out of the carbonite by the kriffing tail! Like 'holding in' What exactly? That I was raised in the kriffing Jedi Temple and than discharged to be a kriffing worthless farmer? That I melted a Clonetroopers face by Healing his flesh into speeding up the celldeviding until the cells started to rot? That there is a sentient Cub-Orchid hanging around my neck to which I am nothing but a mushroom of lifeenergy to eat from and which will die when its sepperated from me more than a metre, but which I can not leave alone because its kriffing sentient and I happen to want to serve all life? I mean seriously, its a kriffing baby-cub do you want me to leave and let die a kriffing baby-cub? Who would do that? Kriff if its a kriffing plant, its still a kriffing baby-cub!" Pelt bristled like fom electricity Ziv pushed herself away from the door and ran over to the transperisteelwall that allowed them to look into the hangar below this room- when they had landed in the stardestroyers hangar it had been empty beside a few thirty year old ships that ahd been standing in the dark hangar like skeletons. The cargoboxes had been still there, the starships had been still there, the emergency lighting had activated as soon as their ship had landed in the hangar, so the hangar had almost looked like it had not been changed in the last thirty yeas in which it had been abandoned. The client had said that the stardestroyer had been abandoned in deep space, floating through the vaccum like a dead fish in the vast ocean, but filled with every recource a suddenly left behind vessle of the empire had. Rescources that were good to make credits. Recources that would be shared fairly with Ben when he would fly to the coordinates the client had found out.

What had waited for Ben and Ziv had ben just what the client had told them- a whole stardestroyer left behind, floating through space with black scuttles like a meteroit made of durasteel, cold, unharmed, unmoving, dead, left behind. It had been the smell that had been strange. A smell that greeted them in the forgotten hangar. A thick, sweet scent that had lay over everything like a damp layer of wetness. The storm had still slept away from the hangr but was stilled awake with every little wave of vibration of lifeforce that was Ben and Ziv moving through the stardestroyers corridors. Now the hangar was nolonger empty but full of bodies moving and screaming.

A ocean of dead, rotten flesh searching for them blindly, ready to drown them.

The Orchid in the Pendant hanging around her neck shifted and twitched, pressing against the transperisteel of the pendant and against Zivs chest beyond it like a scared trembling child. Automatically she lay a small paw over the pendant. The tynnan did not needed to cure her bad eyesight to see that there was no way through the hangar back to their ship: "Or hat that Orchid is the ingredient to a Sith-ritual to archive kriffing immortality but also causes the outbreak of a kriffing sentient, highly telepathic virus that had been taken by the Empire thirty years ago and turned into a bioweapon? Like, seriously, maybe the orchid could have warned me before we came here, kriffing yes, but I am not the telepathic Kriffer of both of us, for I HAVE A MINDSHIELD THE SIZE OF A KRIFFING BANTHAS DICK SO DON´T COME AT ME WITH GETTING A WARNING FROM A KRIFFING TELEPATHIC FLOWER!" Along with the Tynnan rising her voice a loud crack filled the room as a cracked line suddenly ran through the transperisteel scuttles going out to the hangar below, caused by Zivs telekinetic outburst. The young woman flinched, looked at the crack startled and then, frustrated but more calm, added with a low hiss:

"My kriffing apologize I did not lay down my whole kriffing lifestory to you, you know, I DO try to keep the orchid a secret and its not my fault that this telepathic baby-cub stirrs around in your mind, why don´t YOU rise up your mindshield, hm?! Maybe you could have gotten the warning, if you would have listened more carefully?! But no, kriffing no, you come at me with 'how long have you been holding that in'! Thank you very much;thats so kriffing useless!"

[ @kylo-wrecked ]

#kylo-wrecked #get verbally wrecked ben #by 120 cm of fluff #Ben wandering on Hans footsteps #right into a stardestroyer full of zombies #also yeh #Ziv is immune to the airborne virus #because she has the immunuesystem of a bat on crack #as is Han canonly #so your Ben is probably through the wonders of genetic also pretty much immune to the airborne strain