Galactic Empire: Serving the New Order

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Sri and Devlin:

Sri notes that while there is still a man sitting to his left, the stool to his right is empty. It isn't much room, but there's some. Devlin turns to see a tall, red haired man standing very close to Sri. A blaster can be seen pressed against Sri's back. A quick scan of the rest of the tavern shows at least four other armed patrons who are training their weapons on the both of you.

The comlink then sounds with Rannick's question, and the man behind Sri presses the blaster in harder, growling louder this time, "Don't try anything and don't respond to that," there is a pause, then he says over his shoulder without turning away, "That goes for your friend, too. Now...you're going to tell me why you are here."

Rannick and Others:

The street have emptied now, and there is a very odd silence that hangs in the area. You hear a sudden movement off behind you, but notice that it is only the Jawas...who are scurrying the other direction and soon slip into a nearby building.

Bruck:[sblock]For a second, you thought you could see some movement on the rooftop of the building behind you.[/sblock]

 

[dead_radish]

*Sri considers quickly, and comes to a decision.* "Just what we told you. We're looking for the crashed ship. It's Imperial property, and it needs to be returned. As am I, to that point. I'm not sure why you've felt the need to escalate this to violence, over that. Our entire squad is outside, and there's a star destroyer in orbit. I doubt they'll fail to notice an attack on an Imperial officer. I'd recommend putting away the weapons."

 

[doghead]

2nd Lt Devlin.

Devlin feels the blood surge through his veins. He feels light, invunerable. He has to stuggle to keep the grin of pleasure off his face.

Devlin nods, confirming Sri's response.

"You may be able to take out the two of us. And perhaps the Troopers outside as well. But I doubt you will have any chance against the Starcruiser. But at the moment, no harm, no foul. So lets be sensible and put away the guns, and talk.

"If we don't respond, the Commander will send someone in here to check. That could be messy, very messy. So, I'm going to contact the commander and confirm his comm, and let him know everything is OK. You can listen in if you want.

"Then we can talk. OK?"

If the gunman agrees, Devlin comms Rannick, telling him that everything is good and that they have established a dialogue and will report back when they have any something.

((ooc: Diplomacy +8))
((ooc: I just realised that I have assumed that the gunmen were locals. Is that right?))

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Sri and Devlin:

((Yes, the gunman are locals, as far as you can tell.))

The man behind Sri laughs slightly, sounding honestly amused, "There's always a Star Destroyer in orbit. Try saying anything to your Commander and you will be shot."

There was a pause as a Bith who had been sitting in the back got to his feet, raising the blaster pistol he had trained on Devlin. He took a few steps closer and said in strongly accented Basic, "You will hand over any and all identification, weapons, and equipment now. Place it on the table in front of you, or the bar in your friend's case, and then step back."

You can hear a few of the others whispering quietly among each other, and more than one of them talk about the amazing luck of you turning up here. Or at least, the Empire, probably not you specifically.

 

[dead_radish]

*Sri gives it one last try.* "Our squad is in the city. They're likely on their way here. If you shoot us, it's going to be quickly obvious who did it, and there's going to be an armed response. They may not even care what happened, and simply send a detachment of troops to wipe this city off the face of the planet. Hell, or just bombard it. Is that really worth the money we have on us?"

 

[doghead]

2nd Lt Devlin.

Sri and Devlin:The man behind Sri laughs slightly, sounding honestly amused, "There's always a Star Destroyer in orbit. Try saying anything to your Commander and you will be shot."

There was a pause as a Bith who had been sitting in the back got to his feet, raising the blaster pistol he had trained on Devlin. He took a few steps closer and said in strongly accented Basic, "You will hand over any and all identification, weapons, and equipment now. Place it on the table in front of you, or the bar in your friend's case, and then step back."

Devlin gives them a moment to see reason, for the depth of the hole they are digging for themselves to become apparent. But something tells him this is more than just a bit of petty theiving. They have something in mind. If they do hesitate, Devlin will switch to a more aggressive mode and attempt to drive home the stupidity of the path they are walking, and the wisdom of handing over their weapons and living to see the wife and kids once more.

ooc: Intimidate +10

But if they are bent on ignoring Sri's excellent advice, Devlin just shrugs laconically at the imperial soldier; a small grin plays across his face.

"This table?", he asks, turning and gesturing to one nearby with his off hand. Instinct, hopefully, will pull their eyes in that direction for a moment, but he doesn't wait to find out. He pulls his stun baton with his other hand and uses the momentum of his turn to step outside the man's line of fire and crack the baton across his shoting arm.

ooc: Stun Club +2, Stun DC 15

 

[dead_radish]

*Depending on Devlin's actions, Sri will either interject comments as appropriate (Aid Another w/Intim, +1), or, more likely, take the action he's been considering since this thing started - rolling off the stool to his right, trusting in surprise, combined with his blast vest, to carry him through, coming up with the rifle drawn. If time permits, then follow with a stun attack with the longblaster against the punk who put a blaster to his back.*

 

[Veritas]

Mjr Rannick, CompForce

Rannick puts his helmet on and climbs out of the speeder, taking a moment to lock it down. He then signals Bruck and Archimedes to form up and move towards the cantina, before he quickly follows, drawing his blaster rifle.

He speaks to the stormtroopers by normal voice, shutting off his comlink "Sri should have responded to that... it may be nothing, but let's get in there, just in case."

 

[Lobo Lurker]

"By your leave Major."

Archimedes thumbs off the safety and sets his rifle to multifire before stepping nonchalantly into the cantina, grenade in hand. He looks around, eyeing Devlin. "Is something wrong with the comm?"

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

((Devlin, just want to get some clarification...I assume you're attacking the Bith who spoke with you, yes? Or did you mean the human with the gun to Sri's back?))