"Umm, I'm normally one for flashy entrances, but it would probably be easier to just open the door by hacking the panel, and it doesn't damage a prize ship...though do we have a slicer with us?" Istara asks, igniting her saber, and placing herself in front of Rosa.
"A sight quicker, too," says from his position watching the rearward flank of the group. "I can give her a shot, unless we've got a full on slicer with us."
OOC: I'm going to have Sarcia open the door, but if any combat happens, I'm going to assume that anyone who doesn't post within a day or two is facing a nameless, faceless opponent. It looks like possum/Rosa, Friadoc/Wes, Shalimar/Istara, Blackrat/Storm, and Shayuri/Zenith are around (based on checking in the OOC or posting in the IC thread in the last week).
With a little work, Saricia overrides the lock.
"I can open the door when you're ready, sir." She says.
(OOC - Here. Didn't get to post yesterday, but I've been around.)
If the decision to 'slice' the door instead of cut through the door disappoints Zenith, she doesn't show any trace of it. Instead she backs up from the door, whirls her 'saber around to a defensive guard, and waits alertly for the door to open...her posture and carriage reminiscent of a cat about to pounce.
Rosa takes a look at the soldiers under her command, making sure that they're all ready before the door is opened. "If there's hostiles behind this door, find cover immediately and return fire if fired upon. Don't let them alert anyone else on the ship of our arrival. Open!" she orders.
__________________ "Sometimes things must be broken in order to be rebuilt." --Sith Proverb.
Storm takes the ready stance of Soresu once again at the point, prepared to take a hail of blaster fire should one be coming and nods to his superior that he is ready.
(OOC: In other words, I'll ignite the saber and be ready to deflect the bolts )
Wes nods at the commanders orders, taking up a solid position that allows him to fire over the main group should there be hostile activity once the door opens. His blaster rifle warms up, as the HUD from his scope comes alive.
OOC
Okay, I'm readying an action for Wes...once the door opens, if any hostiles open fire, Wes is gonna blast them back to the Clone Wars. *grins*
"Well, that was quicker than I'd expected." An imperial officer said as the door slid open to reveal what looked like the oversized main bridges common on Imperial starships, a handful of people, and a great many droids... some of them clearly heavy combat models.
"I always thought the expectations for this project were unrealistic." Someone who looked like a technician was saying, before she truly realized what was happening.
Rosa makes a motion for her squad to hold their fire, hoping they know that when the order is given to be careful of hitting the viewports. Imperial expectations usually tend to end that way," Rosa cooly says, her eyes scanning the room, going from organic to droid and back again. "I highly advise you all to disable the combat droids and surrender now; no harm will come to you, I swear it."
__________________ "Sometimes things must be broken in order to be rebuilt." --Sith Proverb.
"It's tempting." The officer said, in the all-too-familiar accents of core worlds high nobility. "To spend the next few years in a nice, safe Republic POW camp far from any contested system until the Empire decides to exchange someone for us, or until someone finally wins this damn war. Unfortunately, we knew there was a good chance this would be a one-way mission before we left Coruscant. And while the Empress and the Grand Admiral don't take heads for surrendering a hopeless position when it's impossible to do anything useful to accomplish the mission objectives, I suspect things would get very unpleasant for my family if I handed this ship over to you without a fight. Nothing to be done about it."
"You could surrender and then -pretend- to have put up a fight," Zenith suggests brightly...her tone of voice belying the tense readiness of her body and the guarded stance she was in.
"Put down your weapons, disable the droids, and we'll let you make a panicked transmission about being attacked while we shoot weapons and make noise in the background. They'll never know the difference, and you get to live."
"Your ship's taken a heavy beating. We can even falsify our records to indicate that only about half of you managed to survive. That, or you can do as she says," Rosa indicates Zenith. "Disable the droids, we start shooting, taking out the majority of them. They seem to be the biggest threats on the bridge, don't they Captain."
__________________ "Sometimes things must be broken in order to be rebuilt." --Sith Proverb.
During this discourse, Wes narrows his target down to the Captain, watching his actions closely and ready to drop the hammer, so to speak, on the Imperial if he looks to start activating the droids.
OOC
Switching readied action to be specifically on the Captain, if it looks as if he's about to order the droids to attack, then Wes is gonna blast the tool. That's traditional Corellian tactical regs for shooting the officer in charge, really.
As hard as it is to surprice Storm, the imperials did manage it this time. As Rosa talks to the officer, Storm lowers his blade to point to the deck, but doesn't deactivate it. This will most certainly turn to battle, and he is going to be ready.
"Your not what I'd expect of an officer, from either side...you actually have a sense of humor." Istara complements the imp officer. The pilot points her hand at the nearest of the droids and grins sending a shower of lightning from her finger tips at the thing to overload its systems.