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

[possum]

It takes Mack a few minutes before he's able to find a datacard containing information that the Imperials would like to hear. It's detailed information about the two frozen prisoners: how they were found injured during the war and frozen after they were stabilized. It also includes several saved text coms from slavery networks, expressing anger about the quality of the slaves that Darga has been selling, as well as a few from Demos to the Empire about giving him some slaves that were "less obvious".

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"But you're just a machine..." the slave says before realizing what she'd just said to TB. "I was arrested once during the War for peacefully protesting it. I guess they kept my name and address..."

 

[Binder Fred]

"But you're just a machine..." the slave says before realizing what she'd just said to TB.

The droid tilts his body in a quizzical way, its unsaid answer hovering between them: 'But you're just a slave...' "Makes you think doesn't it?"

"It's not like you to have faith in the establishment, my friend," he says quietly.

Yeah, well, he wouldn't have thought so either. A distracted 'later' flick of a hand: time enough to philosophize later. Right now his attention is on Mizza:

"I was arrested once during the War for peacefully protesting it. I guess they kept my name and address..."

"And they put you to work in a frekking *mine*?" His tone is not exactly dripping with admiration for the bright genius who came up with *that* particular idea.

That's punishment work. He's worked out the economics long ago: slaves are when you need something only flesh can do for you OR you plain can't afford the machines that *would* do the work properly. People breaking rock makes no frecking *money* sense otherwise, not if you're a frecking Empire with creds and machinery up the ying-yang -- and a development timeline to meet (and he would bet good creds a world-shacking project like the Sarlacc has a frekking tight one of those!)... Frek, maybe all his assumptions about the Sarlacc-slave connection need to go right out the garbage chute..?

OOC: Possum, being a long-time droid "owner", does Sloor know of any material that droids *couldn't* mine? Or at least would have a much harder time of it?

 

[possum]

The slave goes silent for a second, understanding the unsaid question. It forming in her mind a tad slower than it did in TB's electronic brain.

OOC: Not really. Though due to the sad fact that humans are actually cheaper than machines for the most part, the only mining that's done by droids in societies that accept slavery are minerals that are radioactive. In the Republic and now the majority of the Empire, most of the mining is done by droids.

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack thinks about the information and whispers, "Maybe some of this should be just erased. I am not sure it would help our case against Demos, though."

"Let's say we show this to Darga, what will happen? Demos might be able to blame is for trying to frame him. Same things if we leave it here and still accuse him publicly."

"What do you think?"

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 4 (Rescue) FP: 6
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: Basic datapad

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

Mack Granger

 

[Songdragon]

"Keep it all... might be useful at some point to someone. We do not have to show Darga everything. Sure, he might be able to claim that. Darga seems to have the smarts enough to know when he's being screwed over. It's his little empire here after all. You play the cards you have and hope for the best. We have no reason to frame up Demos. We are just doing our due diligence and keeping the 'boss' safe." Mir says to Mack.

"We do this now or not at all. I am for doing it now and getting our side out as best we can, before Demos can figure out what is going on and do some damage control." She says...

(( Sense Surroundings... Use the Force (take 10) = 24 To checks to see if it is clear to depart ))

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack nods and whispers, "Sure thing, babe."

"This sort of thing is more yours and Sloor's style, I am more used to fighting and such than all of this intrigue. Though. I am doing a reasonable impression of an B and E guy."

He stores away all of the items on his utility belt pouches and pockets, closing the safe and returning everything to the way it was. Hopefully, Demos won't notice and that will delay in him discovering the theft.

[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 4 (Rescue) FP: 6
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: Basic datapad

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

Mack Granger

 

[possum]

Coast is indeed clear to leave the room.

 

[Songdragon]

"Coast is clear." Mir says looks to Mack with a nod. "Lets go find Darga."

As she leaves Dmos' she still looks both ways to make sure the way is clear and then leaves heading towards where she thinks Darga might be. Along the way, if she runs into someone, she asks where Darga is to be sure.

 

[Binder Fred]

"Saw I'm guessing that's a 'naw' awn the mine then?" prompts Sloor after a beat of nothing from the lizard lady.

 

[possum]

"Yes... the enslaved lizard-woman finally says after a little prompting from Sloor. She states what they were mining, which is an ore crucial to the manufacture of durasteel.

***

The coast is clear in the hallway and the person who Mir asks states that Darga is likely in his quarters.