A New Power - Rebel Group

Angcuru · Jun 9, 2005

"Excuse me ma'am, could you tell me where I can find Jaess Talori?" A young recruit tapped Jaess on the shoulder as she sat on a crate in the busy docking bay, observing a tech droid which had been acting suspicious in her estimation.

"Hmm?" Jaess almost didn't notice the recruit, who seemed rather tense. "Yeah, that's me."

"Oh good, I've found you." She breathed a sigh of relief. "Command has been trying to reach you on your commlink, but didn't get a response. Understandable, given all the noise in her. Anyway, Commander Bosch wants you to report to Briefing Room 3 on the double." Unsure of what to do next, the young recruit looked around for a moment before giving a clumsy salute and hurrying into a nearby turbolift.

"R-LE-1, report to briefing room 3." The message read out in Arlee's HUD. Odd. Briefing rooms are for mission infomation/detail/objective input and/or extraction. Perhaps the holoprojector is malfuncioning again and is in need of repair.

The Cybot Galactica LE Series Technical/Protocol Droid quickly finished replacing a spindle of superconductor wire for the Laser Cannon of a recently damaged A-Wing fighter. Diagnostic scan shows functionality at 100%. With that finished, the bipedal droid went over to the turbolift and pressed the call button for level 3. The odd young human female who had been observing him for some time entered the lift as he did. Perhaps their destination was the same? Given the 8 levels of the ship, there was a 12.5% probability that this was so.

Kemrain · Jun 10, 2005

The short raven-haired human woman eyed the LE droid with mild suspicion, passing it off as random chance that they required the same turbolift in a ship of this size. She had spent much of her recent free time in the hangar bay observing this droid since she heard of its "exploits" in slicing into some secured data files. The incident had been explained away, but Jaess was a suspicious girl- you needed to be in her line of work. For all her observation, however, she had turned up little but wasted time. More time than she'd ever have liked to have free.

It had been days since her last assignment, and it had only been a minor one. While she appreciated all the Rebel Alliance had done for her, she was anxious to show her value and upset that no opportunities had arisen. Though she tried to curb her excitement with suspicion, that Commander Bosch wanted to see her gave her goosebumps. Perhpse her moment had arrived.

Ambrus · Jun 10, 2005

The patina stained droid shuffles into the lift and silently turns to face the control panel. As it taps its intended destination onto the keypad, with its left hand, it pulls out a computer hookup cable from its left hip and connects it to the small computer port below the main panel. A gentle hum can be heard as the port begins to spin slowly, indicating the droid has successfully linked to the Reliant's computer network. R-LE begins to access the ship's computer to ascertain the vessel's current operational condition: speed, heading, alert status, crew complement, engine efficiency, fuel reserves, energy reserves, energy consumption; for anything that might indicate a problem or an unanticipated development. (Computer Use +16, Gather Information +9) During it's leisurely probe, Arley brushes past the crew's personal logs which would almost certaintly prove more informative.

Access crew logs (Y/N?)
Heuristic Node: No. Being detected accessing "restricted" data may lead to
unnecessary and invasive maintenance of my code. I will continue to access
"unrestricted" data until such time as my current situation changes.
Emotive Node: Curiosity 44.3%; Uncertainty 25.9%; Indifference 29.7%

Although R-LE-1 is facing forward it uses its lateral sensors to covertly study the woman standing next to it since, according to its interpersonal protocols, some organics find a droid staring silently at them somewhat disconcerting. Still, this particular woman had been openly staring at R-LE for the past 42.6 minutes without speaking to it so perhaps she would appreciate that kind of behaviour in turn. As the lift begins to ascend, Arley very slowly swivels its head until its one large glowing photoreceptor comes to rest on the shorter woman.

Request passenger identification. Uploading image.
Jaess Talori, human female, passenger (non-crew)
Request personnel file.
ERROR. Access restricted. Security clearance Beta or higher required.
Emotive Node: Curiosity 54.3%; Frustration 29%; Uncertainty 16.1%
Execute security system override algorithm (Y/N?)
No. R-LE-1 Log off.

Without a word, the patina stained droid manually disengages its computer hookup as the lift slows to a stop.

Kemrain · Jun 10, 2005

As the lift ascends, Jaess' eyes wander from the LE unit standing next to her to the ceiling and walls of the turbolift. Her eyes trace the likley routes of the power conduits through the walls, coming to rest on the panel the LE unit has plugged itself into.

Right deck, she muses to herself. I hope they didn't send to droid just to push the button for me.

She leans lightly against the polished wall of the turbolift, feeling its soft vibration through her shoulder, wondering about the briefing to come. Would it be a dangerous mission? Would she risk being caught by the Imperials and punnished for her treachery? Would she have to kill anyone?

Lost in thought, Jaess glances up at the LE unit, quickly straightening up in suprise when she sees its glowing 'eye' staring at her. She blinks and blushes, very softly, embarrassed to have been startled by a mere droid, but glad that no one caught her. Looking away with a glower on her face she taps her foot impatiently as the lift begins to slow to a stop.

Ambrus · Jun 10, 2005

The patina stained repair droid reholsters its scomp-link cable and keeps its eye on the black haired woman. It silently counts the taps of her foot as the lift doors slide open to reveal the white paneled companionway of the third deck. As is proper for a droid, R-LE-1 merely waits unmoving for the organic passenger to exit the lift first.

Kemrain · Jun 10, 2005

As soon as the doors begin to open, the black haired woman is heading forward, slipping past the LE unit wth a brief glance of her green eyes, concealing her petty annoyance behind a placid calm. She liesurely walks down the polished hallway towards the briefing room, her soft boots whisper quiet on the plasteel floor plating. Putting the droid out of her mind, she focused on the tasks ahead, trying to conceal her excitement in her steps and remain calm. Another assignment. Another chance to prove her worth. Another opportunity to atone for her mistakes. Another excuse to strike back at the ones who used her. She approaches the door to the briefing room with a subtle smirk of anticipated satisfaction on her face and her hands balled into tight fists.

Ambrus · Jun 10, 2005

R-LE-1 watches the small human female stride out of the lift while it plots its own course through the companionway of the Reliant. Keeping to the two meters distance that its interpersonal protocols dictate as necessary to maintain an organic's delicate sense of personal space, the droid's servo-motors come to life as it begins to shuffle out of the lift. It falls into step behind her, its servo-motors humming as it moves; its metallic toes clicking softly on the deck plating. It keeps its sensors trained on the woman, measuring her respiration, thermal pattern, perspiration, speed and demeanor out of curiosity. Unfortunately, the droid hasn't devoted enough of its active memory to analyzing organic biological displays to ascertain her current mood accurately.

Datum: Respiration is 34% above standard.
Datum: Perspiration is 6% above standard.
Datum: Speed is 3.333 meters per second.
Proposition: 42% probability of anxiety
Proposition: 36% probability of anxiousness
Proposition: 22% probability of sexual arousal
Emotive Node: Curiosity 44.3%; Uncertainty 25.9%; Indifference 29.7%
Retrieve biological display data from archival memory (Y/N?)

Angcuru · Jun 12, 2005

Before Jaess could press the button to open the door, it slid ajar. Instead of opening up into a briefing room as was the norm, it lead to a small room 5x5 meters square with a wide rectangular mirrored window on either side and another door in the far wall.

"Please step into the clean room Operative Talori, R-LE-1." An androgenous voice sounded over an intercom.

Once they had both stepped inside, the door behind them quickly closed.

"Please be still while the scan commences."

The lights dimmed, and they noticed a line of tubing ringing the walls near the floor began to rise towards the ceiling, sending a series of multi-colored lights over the odd pair as it did so. Once it reached the ceiling, the tubes came to a halt and the lights brightened again.

"Alright, you're clean. Proceed into the briefing room." The far door slid open, revealing the typical rebel briefing room. Ring of seats around a holo-projecter in a bleached-white room, nothing fancy.

Arlee and Jaess found the room vacant save for a brown-haired man in a flight suit dozing in a corner, and the same young recruit from before standing near the holoprojector holding a datapad looking very self-conscious. She seemed not to notice them for a few moments, and jumped in surprise when she did.

"OH! You're here." She hurried over to them. "Please, have a seat."

Arlee noticed from the recruit's rank insignia, the state of her uniform, and various biological readings that she had been promoted to Lieutenant quite recently. She handed a datapad to Jaess, and a small datachip to Arlee.

"Commander Bosch wants you two to look over these while you wait. He should be in shortly." That said, she took a seat near the holoprojector and busied herself with polishing her new rank insignia.

Ambrus · Jun 12, 2005

Datum: Jaess Talori, operative
Emotive Node: Curiosity 68.7%; Uncertainty 31.3%

R-LE first waits for Jaess to enter the room and then shuffles in itself, keeping a respectful distance behind the female. As the androgynous voice announces the upcoming scan Arley's joints seize up and lock into place as instructed while its more delicate sensors dim to shield themselves from any damaging radiation that such a massive scanning system may generate. All the while, the repair droid searches its sizable memory to determine what manner of data this particular type of scanner is designed to reveal, assuming that it is indeed a scanner... (Knowledge, technology +13)

As its joints release and it shuffles forward into the briefing room, R-LE quickly scans the occupant and searches its memory in an attempt to recall the identity of the woman. R-LE accepts the lieutenant's proffered data chip but ignores her offer of a seat, assuming that the offer was meant for Jaess alone. The droid quickly attached the chip to the data reader on the tip of its scomp-link at its left hip. (Computer Use +16)

Scanning data chip.
Data block found.
Download data to memory buffer 23C-1
Emotive Node: Curiosity 84%; Uncertainty 16%

OOC: Can R-LE identify the two occupants? Did its earlier computer search reveal any interesting changes in the ship's current operations? BTW, what is the ship's name and what is its current mission?

Kemrain · Jun 13, 2005

Jaess steps out of the scanning chamber and into the white briefing room, doing her best to hide her suprise, concern, and mild annoyance. Suprised that such measures were being taken, concerned by their implications, and annoyed that the Commander was not yet present. She takes the datapad from the Lieutenant without a word and sits in one of the chairs, grimacing slightly as it makes soft rustling noises as she does.

As she opens the datapad and begins to scan it's contents, she glances over at the LE unit that has apparently been summoned to her briefing, wondering if this has anything to do with it's recent secirity breaches.

Could the Alliance be putting this thing to good use after all? she wonders, turning her attention back to the datapad and its information, reading it thoroughly as she waits.