Hayabusa's Dawn of Defiance: Chapter II: A Wretched Hive

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
"We'll meet at the ship," agrees the besalisk with a hand raised in parting. He slaps Darius' shoulder as he does by, "Gawd gawing, Darius man: quick and clean, that's us!" (He's grinning as he says it, of course). "See, sra, naw prawblems." He throws her a multiple thumbs up.

The speeder's engine has a few hiccups, but a few hearty swears and thumps has it running again -- imperial engineering at its best. Sloor backs the thing up a bit too fast, nearly rear-ending the alley wall before he can throw it in gear and roar out of there in the lead, only the crumpled side, an odd gargle from the engine and the occasional fits and starts any indication that anything out of place occurred at all.


OOC: Sloor plans to dump the imperial landspeeder and then secure the prisoners in the banshee. Do you want to roleplay the dumping, Possum, or should we skip ahead to the banshee instead? Either one's fine with me.
 

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perrinmiller

Adventurer
Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

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Mack replies to Sloor, "Copy, that. See you later."

With everyone loaded and ready to go, he turns left and heads towards where The Banshee is parked.

He places a call to Okeefe, "Hey, doll. This is Mack, we are inbound with cargo. Prepare to receive, we will need a place to secure it."

[sblock=Mini Stats]Mack Granger
DP:
4 (Rescue) FP: 5
Init: +10 Perception: +10(+8 without Helmet)
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: nothing but a speeder

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]
 


Dr Simon

Explorer
OOC: Blegh! Been a nightmare trying to access the site.

Darius responds to Sloor's compliment with a curt nod, and hops in beside the unconscious clone with his stun baton at the ready to administer "sedation".
 

perrinmiller

Adventurer
Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

OOC: Yeah, for two days. Bleh.

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Mack rolls his eyes in his helmet.

The woman was being obtuse and not catching that he was speaking in euphemisms, just in case he was over heard. By the Galaxy, you'd think a woman who is a piloting around rebellious terrorists would understand the need for a little OPSEC.

He replies casually, "Nothing to worry about, Captain. We will be there shortly and you will see what we are bringing."

"There will be some garbage to dispose of as well. If you can arrange for a one meter cube shipping crate or two, that might be handy."


[sblock=Mini Stats]Mack Granger
DP:
4 (Rescue) FP: 5
Init: +10 Perception: +10(+8 without Helmet)
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: nothing but a speeder

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]
 

possum

First Post
OOC: Yeah, for two days. Bleh.

MackSmall.jpg


Mack rolls his eyes in his helmet.

The woman was being obtuse and not catching that he was speaking in euphemisms, just in case he was over heard. By the Galaxy, you'd think a woman who is a piloting around rebellious terrorists would understand the need for a little OPSEC.

He replies casually, "Nothing to worry about, Captain. We will be there shortly and you will see what we are bringing."

"There will be some garbage to dispose of as well. If you can arrange for a one meter cube shipping crate or two, that might be handy."


[sblock=Mini Stats]Mack Granger
DP:
4 (Rescue) FP: 5
Init: +10 Perception: +10(+8 without Helmet)
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: nothing but a speeder

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]

"All right," Okeefe says. "I have a message for you all from homebase," she adds. "You all can view it when you get here."
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
"Turn here," advices TB, following along on its internal map of the city.

Sloor skids right at the second intersection as Mack rushes on, slowing down some as he nears more crowded portions of Zarra, sections that have fared better than Darga's once glorious neighbourhood... "I dan't knaw abawt this junkyard idea, TB." It sounded good at the time, but... And he's got the frekking speeder's ID plate in his frekking pocket too, now that he thinks about it! Better not meet any of the local law, that's for sure!

"Witnesses do tend to witness," mildly agrees the hover droid. "And how much could we get for this gently used specimen? A thousand?"

The besalisk sniffs: "You're frekking under-estimating me: I can get taw *easy*." But then that's if they sell it as a speeder, with all the problems that go with it. Unless they find just the right place, a place that doesn't ask too many questions... He's got no frekking contacts here! And as scrap the thing is worth - what - *maybe* 500? 250 if they want to do it quick? Frek.

Sloor swerves left, and then left again, heading back roughly the way they just came. "Let's dump it near Radden's place. Let the scavengers daw their stuff."

"Where we got rid of the taxi?"

"*Near* there, yeah. Let's nawt be taw awbvious abawt it." He sits up as an idea occurs. "Actually TB, did you get the name awf that taxi driver?"

<Response TB?>

OOC: Did he, [MENTION=17674]possum[/MENTION]? Sloor now plans to locate the man and give him the speeder in "compensation" for his lost taxi. He figures a man with some self-interest in the deal will hide it way better than anybody else would. :)
 

perrinmiller

Adventurer
MackSmall.jpg


Mack signs off, "Copy that, see you soon."

While piloting, he comments to Mir and Darius, "We have a message waiting for us, when we get there. Sounds ominous."

He turns the speeder down another street with the space yacht in sight and pulls up to where the cargo ramp of The Banshee is down. Parking so they can unload right up the ramp and out of view inside as quickly as possible.

[sblock=Mini Stats]Mack Granger
DP:
4 (Rescue) FP: 5
Init: +10 Perception: +10(+8 without Helmet)
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: nothing but a speeder

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]
 

possum

First Post
TB gives the name of the taxi driver. It's a relatively common name on Cato Nemoidia.

When the group returns to the Banshee, you find that the cargo ramp is open and Okeefe waiting outside of the ship for you.
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
"Daulto How, as I recall." A pause as TB links up. "Unfortunately a fairly common name on Cato Nemoidia, if we go by the Zarra comm directory: 8 hits."

"Frek... Any awf them have their awn taxi campany awr sawmething? Awr did you catch the name awf his campany too?" It must have been written somewhere on the thing, but frek if he remembers...

<Response TB?>

OOC: Sloor would want to get his home address, if at all possible.
 

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