Crash landing!

The moment they reached lightspeed, Sabine sat back in her seat, curling her legs up and hugging her knees to her chest.

As Ezra walked over to her and leaned against the chair, Sabine glared up at him. She refused to show any weakness by asking him for clothes, but couldn't quite keep her cheeks from blushing.

Looking into the ****, Ezra saw that Sabine was still a dark ball of rage, but fractured by cracks that exposed her soft, embarrassed centre. He dived in to **** the cracks wider. The young Jedi was surprised when he saw her fierce expression waver slightly; had he successfully managed to manipulate her emotions to make her feel more humiliated?

"So what now?" the naked girl asked , not quite able to stop her voice from shaking. Ezra leaned over to squeeze her shoulder reassuringly, but Sabine slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me!" she fumed. "Just get me home!"

At that moment, an alert beeped urgently on the display panel.

"Looks like the hyperdrive is failing!" Sabine declared, immediately switching back into her pilot persona as the shuttle dropped out of lightspeed.

"Strap yourself in Ezra, we're going in hot!"

Tearing himself away from the stunning sight of the completely naked pilot Sabine in her element, Ezra returned to his seat as the ship descended rapidly to the unknown planet's surface below.

xxx

It took all of Sabine's skill to get them down to the surface in one piece. The engines were failing rapidly and combined with the turbulent atmosphere she knew it was going to be a bumpy landing.

The Phantom hit the undulating terrain hard, bounced back into the air, before finally skidding to a halt.

Sabine fell back in her chair, running her hands through her hair and sighing with relief. Somehow, they had made it in one piece.

Once her heart stopped hammering in her chest, it dawned on Sabine she didn't know where they were, the ship was heavily damaged...and she still didn't have a scrap of clothing on her small body.

Her private room on the Ghost, and more importantly her clothes, had never felt further away...