Out of the Frying Pan... (d20 Star Wars)

Felia gives the cerean a concerned look, looking relieved when he rises again and speaks. She nods to what he says, bringing her comlink to her mouth.

"Alright then, can you give us some directions to where we can find our pale friend? I'd rather avoid the ground floor, given the shooting. If he's still around, you said he'd be around back. Can that ledge, or a window accessed by the ledge, bring us back there quickly and safely? With our luck he'll probably be long gone by the time we get there."

Putting her hand over the microphone of her comlink she says softly to the others, "We may want to consiter the option of finding another way off planet, whether we have the information or not."

Tal waits for 1X's reply. "If you need to, I can take the plans into my headset. My helmet should be able to display them, I think."

Sorry guys, It's been one hell of a last two weeks and it's been anything but easy to deal with, but I'm still trucking, since it won't be over for a bit. Anyway, I just finished two maps. They aren't as detailed as the previous ones were, as I hadn't originally planned on needing them, but nonetheless they are at the bottom.

DRK-1X:
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You transmit the needed information to Felia and Tal easily, knowing that it is quite possible Kellon is hiding in his personal office. Ventress doesn't even flinch when you extend the blaster from your hull, more interested in Dofina herself.
"Going somewhere lackey? Dragging your little toy down with you I see. It's just as well, Kellon didn't want you around anymore anyway."

"What are you talking about Ventress? Where are you going with that Jedi?"

"You haven't figured it out yet? How do you think I knew how and when to find what I needed on your own personal planet? Fool! You always thought you had all the angles covered, didn't you?"

Recognition crosses Dofina's face, but as soon as she does so, her face and soon her body contorts as if they are fighting something off...
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The troops from the shuttle that landed start marching towards the Hutt's home across the street. The previous patrons and the previous combatants run together to escape the eyes of the Empire. The Clone troopers pay them no mind as they prepare to enter the building...

X sends you a schematic of the building you are in and also part of the building across the street, Torrba's palace. You can see from it that there is indeed another room on this level, but the only visible way to access it is from the walkway outside the window.

The other shuttle is coming closer...

Felia pulls her datapad out of her satchel beneath her cloak and transmits X's scematics to it, bringing up the images and looking them over, letting the others see if they wish.

"Looks like the only other room on this level is out the window," she states, looking up to the others, holding her hand over the transmitter of her comlink to keep from sharing sensitive information over an unsecure channel. It will still be heard via Tal's comlink, but much more muffled and quiet. "It isn't far, but it'll leave us exposed. We haven't done anything wrong yet, but it'll be suspicious as all getout. Tal," she begins, looking to the mercenary as her military advisor, "We can go now or wait for the other shuttle to land and drop its troops before we go. Fewer eyes to spot us if we go now, or smaller blasters pointed our way. Which would you rather have?" She tucks her datapad back into her satchel as she asks her questions, sure to stand next to, and not infront of, the window out to the ledge.

Tal takes one last long look down the stairs before turning to glance at the datapad and responding. "I say we take the ledge. If we can get to the office without being seen, all the better. You guys go first and I'll take the rear. If we get spotted, that gives you a better chance of getting to the entrance unharmed. My armor should soak up some blasts."

Shadow:
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Datum: Mistress Dofina is suffering an extreme physical reaction to an unidentified stimuli.
Datum: Scans show no probable cause for Mistress Dofina's condition within range.
Proposition: Ventress' proximity to Mistress Dofina coupled with her previous declaration
of enmity and her current display of contempt for Mistress Dofina would indicates that
she is somehow responsible for Mistress Dofina's current condition.
Proposition: Mistress Dofina is under attack by Ventress.
Datum: Ventress is a Sith.
Datum: The Sith are know to manifest and use psychic abilities against their foes.
Proposition: Ventress is attacking Mistress Dofina via an unidentified psychic force.
Emotive Node: Anxiety 84.4%; Resolve 15.6%.
Threat Index: 99.8%
Algorithmic Node: Master preservation protocols apply.
Algorithmic Node: Offensive action authorized.
Volition Threshold has been reached.
Priority Hierarchy established.
Set blaster cannon to stun setting.
Fire blaster.

The diminutive probe droid reorients its top external sensor pod to regard its Mistress as she doubles over in pain from unknown causes. In less than a second DRK-1X's heuristic processor reaches the conclusion that Ventress is somehow responsible for its Mistress' condition, switches the droid's tiny blaster cannon to its stun setting, focuses its targeting sensors upon the human woman and opens fire. (Ranged attack: +13)[/sblock]

Nothing else can be heard from DRK-1X over the comlink channel after it's transmitted the simple vector graphics of the Cantina's two floors.

Femi moves into position near the window, preparing to leave through that route as soon as everyone is ready. His mind races but he taps it into the force, feeling it flowing around him, using it's calming influence to his best advantage.

DRK-1X:
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The blue rings shoot out from X's extended blaster, enveloping Ventress in their dizzying corona. Ranged Attack 12+13= 25 vs. Def 23. Hit! She struggles for a moment but easily shakes off the effect. Fort save 13+11= 24 vs. DC15, stunned 1 round It appears that this was not enough to stop whatever was affecting Dofina. A strange voice echoes from within her. "Ventress.. you should have stayed dead when Skywalker killed you. Now I will finish what he started." Dofina's hand reaches out and shakes a bit. Not a microsecond later, a lightsaber similar to the one Ventress is holding appears in Dofina's hand, its crimson blade ignited.
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As the trio gets into position to head out the window, a muffled explosive blast can be heard from across the street. Taking a peek, you see that the Clone Troopers have entered Torrba's Palace. You also see the second shuttle land atop of the same building, disgorging troops all over the roof.

Femi:
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You suddenly start feeling a familiar sense come over you and a voice accompanies it. "Do not be afraid my Padawan. Trust yourself and trust in the Force. You are wise to keep your powers hidden. I was not so fortunate. Remember my teachings, they will serve you well."
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"Let's move it, people! I don't want to be around when those clones notice Torrba has visitors on the wanted list!" Tal readies himself to take up the last position.

Shadow:[sblock]DRK-1X's whisper soft voice issues forth from the droid's vocabulator grill; "Report: Two imperial Delta-class shuttles have landed outside and I believe imperial troops are currently making their way into the compound. Statement: I believe our only chance to avoid capture is to remain concealed in this room until they depart."

The diminutive probe droid moves to the concealed door's control panel, (OOC: assuming there is one on this side of the door and that 1X is adjacent to it) opens a small panel on its starboard side and unfolds a tiny humanoid arm (as a free action) which it uses to tap the panel's close button (as a move equivalent action). It then turns back and begins slowly drifting towards the stunned human woman (two-meter step). DRK-1X reorients its second external sensor pod to scan the prone Twi'lek in an attempt to discern his condition while keeping its tiny blaster cannon trained on the Sith. When she shows signs of recovering from her stunned condition, DRK-1X fires again (Ranged attack: +13).

OOC: Oooh! Dofina has some teeth after all! Go Mistress! Was Ventress holding (and subsequently dropped) one lit lightsaber or two? I'm afraid I couldn't discern that from your original description. Also can DRK-1X discern what is the Jedi's condition? Does he appear unconscious, restrained, paralyzed, aware and/or injured?[/sblock]The com-channel remains dead.