Into the Rush Chp 1

"To be honest," Waxer spat bloodied saliva on the dusty ground," that was a horrible landing."

"Oh ok, smart ass, you land a escape pod while we fly into a atmosphere, I mean, you can't even DRIVE escape pods!" Boil retorted appearing from the dented pod, two blasters in hand.

Waxer grinned as he replaced his helmet," I bet I could do better buddy, but at the moment, we need to figure out where General Kenobi is."

Boil threw Waxer his blaster and went back into the pod. He reappeared, his helmet underarm.

"No, first we need to find where in the hell we are." he griped, rubbing his nose before putting on his helmet.

Waxer warily looked around at his surroundings. Steep rock walls surrounded them, the sky a open blue above. Waxer kicked the dusty earth.

"Why in the hell did the Separatists attack before be even got there? I mean, they weren't supposed to even know that we were coming. Damn I hope everyone else is ok." Boil trailed off, looking upwards.

Waxer silently agreed as he clicked on his comlink.

"This is Trooper Waxer reporting in. Is anyone out there? Trooper Boil and I landing in an escape pod on Tatooine. Is anyone out there?" he chanted.

Waxer paused and waiting for a response.

"Waxer? This is Dux, Wooley , Akan and I are ok. We haven't heard from anyone but you two so far." came a response.

Waxer let out a relived sigh," Well, we got to Tatooine alright, now what do we do?" he asked good humouredly.

He heard Dux chuckle," You got me there vod."

"I think we need to get outta this canyon." Boil grumbled.

"Hey Dux, where are you guys? If you know that is." Waxer asked, he didn't even know where he and Boil were.

"Uh, I have no clue. But Wooley here says we are south of your position, not that far actually." Dux replied.

Waxer narrowed his eyes," What do you mean by, 'Not that far?'"

"Oh about, five miles, max," Dux said unconcerned," why?"

Waxer sighed," Oh nothing, well, we'll meet up with you guys, god I hope someone else calls in soon."

"Agreed, well, I'm out." Dux's signal blinked out and Waxer raised his attention to Boil.

"Well, did you figure out a way out of this hole?"

Boil shrugged," Cables?"

Waxer examined his blaster for moment and nodded," Cables it is, shall I use mine?"

Boil sighed," Be my guest."

Waxer carefully aimed to his south and fired the cable. It connected to the top of the canyon and held tight. Boil beat the other end of the cable into the ground before detaching it from the blaster.

"Well, let's get climbing I guess." Waxer groaned, inching up the thin cable.

Halfway up Boil laughed," Hey Wax, just don't look down,"

Waxer groaned at the thought of falling from the cable if he even attepted that," Shut up Boil."

Boil chuckled," Just trying to help nerra."

Waxer gave a sharp laugh," Nerra, Boil? Numa rubbed off on ya huh?"

"Less then she did with you." Boil shot back.

Waxer stayed silent.

"Oh Wax you know I was just teasing." Boil sighed.

"Yeah, yeah." Waxer said in thought, they were near the top of the cable now.

Hugging the metal cable, Waxer carefully lifted himself upon the edge of the canyon, glancing behind him to see Boil patiently waiting for him to move. Glad to be on solid ground, Waxer scooted away from the edge and removed his helmet, wiping sweat from his face.

"Quite hot here ain't it Boil?" he said licking his lips to give them moisture.

"Waxer!" a startled yell alerted Waxer.

"Boil!" Waxer groaned, seeing the empty cable, but no Boil.

Nearly falling off the edge himself, Waxer dove over to the nise, and looked down. Boil gripped desperately on the edge, his grasp wasn't good.

"Boil!" Waxer  yelped, grabbing for his friend's hand.

Boil, with Waxer pulling him, grapped the cable again and pulled his body onto the canyon's edge, panting for breath. Waxer gasped as well. What hadn't he been paying attention?

"Sorry Boil! I-"

Boil raised his hand," No need Wax, I'm ok."

Waxer huffed out a sigh and looked up into the sky again.

With a annoyed grunt he bent over to grab his helmet before turning to Boil.

"To hell with walking five miles. Sun, erm suns, are setting." he told Boil.

Boil nodded.

"Guess we have to sleep on the ground then." Waxer grumbled.

"Aw.. Does wittle Waxer want wittle Numa to hug him good night? Does he want a ration bar" Boil cooed waving a ration bar in Waxer's face.

Waxer shot a glare at his brother before sitting onto the ground, hiding a blush.

"You eat, what ever, I'm not hungry. I'm going to bed." he growled, moodily setting down his blaster.

Is his pout he hit his head to the ground.

"Ow." he muttered.

Boil burst out laughing. After a moment, Waxer joined in.

"Sorry bro." Boil chuckled, gnawing the ration bar.

"Well, get sleep vod. We got a long day ahead of us." Waxer replied.

Boil leaned back," Yeah, 5 miles to be exact."