[Jem'Hadar fighter]
'Moving, aye.' Jada agreed grimly, with a pirate's grin under a bloodsoaked face and helmet. She stood aside and urging Hawk and their guests past. Tenoxt'itlan stayed close by Devs as his bodyguard, while th'Rasdar and Lambe led the way out. Jada, meanwhile, fought a valiant rearguard against Kokos'ixun's resurgent mutineers. Adrenaline and pain cleared her mind; more, she seemed to be getting better the longer she fought, buoyed by the famed Orion constitution and a rhythm that was almost musical, one she sang to 'I get knocked down, but I get up again. You are never gonna keep me down!' With every blow she took, the Thiratin fought more strongly, more desperately, and faster, displaying every inch of savagery and power of the notorious Orion animal woman married to Starfleet discipline and skill. Her victory had to be memorable.
At the intersection, she was ambushed by three Jemmies, growling and pelting with scaled fists as the green woman evaded half with lightning reflexes, resisted the rest with gritted teeth. Outnumbered and with limited space, Jada made every move count, used every bodypart (but not her head, she'd maybe done enough of that). Slipping between her foes, she rocketed a jab into one jaw, retracted, rammed a sharp elbow into the other's gut. Twisting snake-like in place, she launched a meteoric knee into the third, then snapped her leg down and back, stamping the sole of her boot into the first one's shin, then double-tapped his knee.
As he went down, she went up, springing on powerful legs, and climbed the Jem'Hadar like a tiger up a tree. Knees clamped about his head, her weight bore him down; she spun, she crushed, twisted, snapped his neck. Smashing into the deck together, she mule-kicked the other remained Jem'Hadar, but not before she went down beneath a pile of reptiles. Well, she'd had worse dates.
Ground-fighting now, Jada moved agile as a serpent, writhing and twisted, entwining her limbs about her foes. Sitting on one, legs locked together, she wrapped arms around the other's neck and choked him out. Finally, she reached back, slammed her seat's face into the deck until he stopped moving.
Jada rolled out, sprang to her feet, and bared her teeth at the remaining Jem'Hadar, shocked by what they'd just seen, and hissed in mad exultation. She pointed at the stunned Kokos'ixun, his face still bloody after her previous efforts. 'You cannot defeat this Orion! Hells, you can't even kill me! All you can do is fall and I'm not interested.' Dismissing them, she turned and walked swiftly away, flexing her shoulders; they didn't follow.
One Jem'Hadar trained a polaron rifle on her back, but Kokos'ixun slapped it down. She'd earned her victory, and her life. This time.
[Planet's surface]
Pelting outside, the team collected their weapons where they'd been politely deposited before entering the ship. Jada rejoined her squad, bloody and beaten but unbowed, her uniform torn and splattered with two kinds of blood. She saw the Tigris touch down closer, smiling to think Solluk had thought of them. 'Here's our ride!'
She dropped a force grenade near the entrance to discourage pursuit, then hustled her team to the runabout. She went last, as always, turning and firing a scattering of phaser shots at the Jem'Hadar who now poured out, interrupted only by the grenade explosion. At the airlock, Chav squealed triumphantly and kept the Jem'Hadar at bay with a stream of phaser fire as the team piled into the waiting runabout. Jada ducked under Chav's fire, then returned a hail of her own, holding the airlock until the runabout was ready to close up and rise.