"Guys, its a tractor beam. What else would something of this size be. We get pulled out of space onto this planet, and pretty close to here. Its the only logical explaination." Xornon studies it for a second, then turns to the Rodian, and speaks in Huttese. "Is this thing off already, or do we need to turn it off?"
"Then leave. You're the one that we saved. If you don't need us, go because we sure as hell don't need you."
Tanon looks at the others...
"How the hell are we either going to one, kill that bastard without losing our heads, literally? Or two, get away from this place without losing our heads....Literally?"
Falcon, haven't we talked about this before? I can't give people independant missions, RPing doesn't... Work... That way. Furthermore, you can try to leave, but you'll have a hell of a time getting off the planet with all the Imperial ships orbiting it. The planet is still under that quarantine, and it was a miracle that you managed to get the stolen cruiser down to the surface unscathed.
Jerec gives you a powerful kick in the chest, sending you sprawling to the ground. He quickly grabs your lightsaber and hooks it onto his belt. "Fools! You think that fighting somehow makes you stronger, yet you fail to see that it gets you nowhere. We are allies, as is he," he motions to Falcon, "as long as he is with us. You will not bicker and squabble as long as I am your leader!"
Xornon slips behind falcon, grabs his saber from his hands(seeing as he can't use it that well anyway) and places his knife against his throat. "I sugjest you calm down friend, or next time, this knife slides across your throat," he wispers in falcons ear.
He lets go, and tossed the saber aside, talking to everyone. "I can take the pain, i say we just rip these damn bombs out, and hope we cut fast enough. That, or actually start moving for a city where we can get info on this bastard."