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

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OOC: No Aid Another or Force usage needed. The Force point just brought it to her Will Defense.

Kessra screams out in terror as the mace descends and remains speechless for a brief second as she realizes that it merely hit the pavement next to her.

"Okay, okay..." she frantically calls out. "I don't really know Darga all that well. Me and my group, we take a few odd jobs from him every now and then. Always through a middle man."

 

[Binder Fred]

Sloor looks down on her with terrible kindness, "Well, me and my spirks figure you and your bawss awe us sawme... campensatian." He smiles, the exact same smile he showed just before the mace came down, "Wawldn't you agree, Sra?"

<Response Kessra?>

 

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Kessra motions with her head to a pocket on her jacket. "I have 100 credits on me," she pleads.

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack asks, "Middleman, huh? Now who might that person be?"

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 3 (Rescue) FP: 6
Init: +8 Perception: +9
HP: 47 (16 Threshold) Current: 47 CT: 0
Reflex: 20 (18ff) Fort: 16 Will: 14

Weapon in Hand: Speeder taxi

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

Mack Granger

 

[Binder Fred]

Kessra motions with her head to a pocket on her jacket. "I have 100 credits on me," she pleads.

The besalisk's eyes widen just before he bursts out laughing: "100 creds? A hundred creds?! I *like* you, little thief, but you've gawt naw idea whaw you've messed with here. You're in the big time naw!"

Mack asks, "Middleman, huh? Now who might that person be?"

"Yeah," agrees the still crouching besalisk with a friendly nod towards the blond man. "Let's gaw meet the kind man that sent you awer way. That'd be a gawd start."

Sloor reaches down, grabs the gang leader by the neck and pulls her up into the air like a misbehaving cat. Meanwhile, two of his hands pat her down matter-of-factly while he grins into her eyes, daring her to try something, anything...


«Search Kessra for weapons, gear, etc.

 

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"I said 'on me,' you--oof." Whatever curse she had planned is cut off as Sloor lifts her off of the ground by her neck. Sloor doesn't find a weapon on her as he searches, but one of his party members sees the blaster pistol laying several meters away.

Sloor does manage to find a comlink and several minor personal belongings on her.

As Sloor asks about the middleman is, she replies with a sigh of resignation. "Warrick Raden," she states.

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack grins, pleased that things are falling into place, but his helmet masks his features. He asks flatly, "And where might we find this.. what was his name? Warrick Raden?"

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 3 (Rescue) FP: 6
Init: +8 Perception: +9
HP: 47 (16 Threshold) Current: 47 CT: 0
Reflex: 20 (18ff) Fort: 16 Will: 14

Weapon in Hand: Speeder taxi

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

Mack Granger

 

[Binder Fred]

Kessra replies with a sigh of resignation. "Warrick Raden," she states.

Sloor recognizes the name: "Saw you *daw* knaw Darga after all." He seems vaguely disappointed, actually, like he'd have *preferred* to catch her in a blatant lie or something. Oh well, maybe next time!

OOC: This is a warning to Kessra: if she decides to lie, the group has info that might very well catch her at it! DECEIVE roll to make her believe it: 1d20+9=15 vs Kessra's Will.

Mack too grins, pleased that things are falling into place, but his helmet masks his features. He asks flatly, "And where might we find this.. what was his name? Warrick Raden?"

Sloor doesn't find a weapon on her as he searches, but then her blaster pistol is laying several meters away. "Naw backup cutlery?" he tuts, shaking his head at the folly of amateurs. He tosses her commlink to Mir even as he puts the rest of it, minor personal belongings, back in place. "Look through her cantact list, will you Sra? Mack, you drive, while - what's her name - shaws us the way taw Raden man's back dawr. Gawd?"

<Response Kessra (Sloor is, amongst other thing, asking for her name). That last "Good?" is directed at his three companions though.>

OOC: Once back in the cab, Ready action to PIN Kessra if she tries anything funny, please Possum.

 

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OOC: Yeah, you get that easy with the bonus I'm giving you at the moment.

"If you want my blade," she says, nodding her head towards her burning swoop, "You might have to hurry..."

She then tells you the address of where she meets Raden, a place in the warehouse district just as the rumors you heard earlier indicated. She also gives you her first name.

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack's helmeted head nods and he replies, "You got it. Let's get down to business."

He plugs in the address into the navigation system and guns the engines. Tearing off on a lesser version of Mister Toad's Wild ride, he is not nearly as reckless.

"What sort of protocols do wee need to get in touch with this Warrick? We don't need to start a discussion with blasters right from the beginning."

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 3 (Rescue) FP: 6
Init: +8 Perception: +9
HP: 47 (16 Threshold) Current: 47 CT: 0
Reflex: 20 (18ff) Fort: 16 Will: 14

Weapon in Hand: Speeder taxi

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

Mack Granger