John looked at Angelo with mild disgust.

"Alright, two questions. Why is there a dead Wampa here and do you honestly thing that we're going to be able to fit anyone in its carcass?"

Chal looks to the others while gnawing on the arm, he has the expression of suprise at the dead Wampa. He looks to John "Why dont we just create a gas fire?. . I cooked an arm, I can cook some water"

Chal shakes his head slightly, packs out his cooking equipment again. . . He turns the small stove on, creating a flame.

John shook his head at Angelo as Julia fell into his embrace.

"That's not hypothermia. It's the medicine for her leg that's causing her to act this way. Your family is not in any sort of danger. So just relax."

He slowly lowered Julia's body onto the floor in front of the flame and then planted himself gingerly beside her. Only one with a fast eye would have been able to see the quick longing glance he gave the woman as he sat.

"Alright everyone, let's just take a couple of hours to stay warm and sleep. We can make our way out of here after we regain our composure and calm down a little bit."

Chal growls, they can keep the fire. But his not sticking around, he grabs the assaultrifle and turns on the flashlight. Walking into the cave to find a way out.

Chal looks for sources of light inside the dark cave, it should still be light out. So where there is light, there should be an exit.

Chal attempts to get a better look at the humanoids (I think you tried to write, unless Huminoids is an alien race that I missed)

Chal throws the human arm outside the den and hides on the side of the exit, silently putting his gun down and revealing his claws.

Chal sighs, those guards are friggin horriblem killing them will be easy. He rushes outside doing a sharp turn and putting right claw in the stomach of one of the guards, grabbing his shoulder with the left arm, throwing him over his own shoulder at the other guard.

Chal kicks the other guard down aswell and attempts to find some explosives as to get the others to get god damn moving. He would have expected at least the mad human who has now fully recovered from his wounds to follow him.

John sighed as Angelo ran into the darkness. He was glad that he didn't have to explain the entire situation to the ruffian. There were a lot of forces pulling from a lot of different directions and he wasn't certain if Angelo would take the time to understand before reacting.

He looked back towards Julia. It seemed as though they were alone.

"How does someone like you even get involved with a Hutt? You don't seem like the type who would willingly associate with scumbags."

The silence lingered heavily for a moment before he continued.

"How much of what you told us before is truth?"

Although her voice was light and chipper as she asked about his past, John was unable to reciprocate her tone. The man had suddenly grown stiff as he reflected upon all that had happened to him over the years. A tension thick enough to cut with a knife seemed to blanket the already icy chamber around him.

His voice was soft and reflective when he finally broke the silence.

"When I first left the colony that I grew up on, it was not under the most amiable of terms. There were certain individuals who wanted my head after the balance of karma was restored. When I fled, I joined up with a deep-space cargo hauling operation. I was able to remain under the radar while finally getting to see the far reaches of the galaxy."

His emerald eyes glistened in the light as the flame crackled invitingly.

"But as I grew older, I grew more ambitious. Suddenly being under the command of another seemed like an idea that I couldn't stomach anymore. So I contacted an old friend of mine."

The words that he spoke suddenly became pained and shaky.

"Lucas Chapman. When I had known him back home he had been just a common desh miner. A friend of my father. He taught me everything I know about shooting and flying. So I was completely surprised to learn that he had suddenly made a name for himself in the underworld of Byblos. When I told him of my hopes, he pulled some strings for me and got me a wonderful ship so I could start trading on my own.

"But nothing ever came for free with Lucas. In return for the ship he expected me to haul shipments for him at a discounted rate. It was mostly legitimate goods: Medical supplies, metals, and the like. It was really a great gig."

John's voiced trailed off, lost in the idea of a missed opportunity. He took a moment to clear his throat and regain composure before he continued.

"But managing the costs of maintaining and piloting a ship can be an excruciating job. And then there were the pirates to deal with. The stress of it eventually got to me. I started having panic attacks. I couldn't sleep at night. Matthew was having to take over more and more of the duties to compensate for my lackluster leadership. It had gotten so bad that we feared a mutiny on the horizon.

"And then...Lucas introduced me to Glitterstim. Suddenly, when a problem came up, I was just able to handle it. When the crew began to bicker, I knew just the words to calm their tongues. I was finally able to be the captain that the crew deserved."

John's entire body was shaking. It was difficult to tell how much of that was the cold or the emotional toll he was paying for relaying this story.

"But with the Glitterstim, I traded one set of problems for another."

Chal motions to the assaultrifle just next to the cave entrance.

He pulls the frag-grenade he found and sends it off in a mighty throw towards the incomming enemies.

He then proceeds to let out a wookie'ish battlecry as he draws his bowcaster. Jumping for the nearest cover.

Chal shakes his head, the damn lunatic aint going alone. Its unlikely that Wampa's are the only danger to be cautious of around here. He jumps over the cover running after Angelo.

Chal see's that Angelo has a translator and closes the hatch. "Im going up to take care of the communication, you stop them from blowing up everyone else" Chal attempts to reach the top of the ship to take out the ships communication device.