Hayabusa's Dawn of Defiance: Chapter I: The Traitor's Gambit

[Songdragon]

"I am sure that floor plans to an Imperial instillation are not public knowledge, even for a Senator. That, and as the Senator just mentioned, he just received the information." Mir says.

She looks about at her companions, "So, it should not take to long to get our gear and than we can get going. While I have training in the wilds of the galaxy, one never knows what to expect. I have never had the pleasure of going to Felucia, heard some nice stories about the flora, not too much on the fauna. Should be fun though, right!" She says the last with a wry grin.

 

[Nebten]

Indeed an adventure, Keyton says matching Mir's grin. And who said anything about killing everybody? I just recommened taking out the Imperial post. Afterall it was you that wanted heavy demolitions. What were you planning on using those for, making a space port?

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack gives a little snort of stifled laughter, "Need to drop a buzz cutter for that, boom instant LZ." Accentuating his point with hand gestures.

Then a little more soberly, "If we have the kitchen sink too, we must be ready to go. It's a seat of our pants kind of op, so let's get our gear taken care of and be about it, eh?"

 

[possum]

"I'm afraid that we likely won't have any new information until tomorrow," Senator Organa says as the group begins to discuss leaving as soon as possible. "And I admire your ambition to get started right away, but I do not feel comfortable in sending you off so ill prepared. We barely have an idea of where the facility is at the moment. Please, you shall be my guests for the evening. Ylenic will see you to your guest quarters."

 

[Nebten]

Again, thank you for your hospitality. Some rest in a full sized bed is most welcome.

Keyton follows Ylenic to his quarters. Once alone, he starts to meditate to re-center himself to be prepared for decisions he has in the future.

 

[Binder Fred]

Sloor wraps a muscular arm around Mack's shoulder and gives him a friendly shake, "Mack man, you gawt sawm tech skills, right? I knaw bits and pieces meself, but - you knaw - cauld you look in when their tech's playing arawnd TB's innard? Wauld calm it dawn sawm, and I'd appreciate it taw..."

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack accepts the Senator's hospitality, "Sure thing sir, I was estimating it would take a day or two to get our gear ready and other preps. I too appreciate the offer of a little R and R. I am all for a timetable that keeps this op from being a CF, better off prepared than dead, eh? I am more than happy to lounge by the pool for a few days."

He turns to Sloor, "No prob for TB, I am on it. I will lend a hand if necessary, testing out my new visor after I get it."

 

[Songdragon]

Mir takes advantage of some free time by getting in touch with those of importance to her. She sends a message to her Mentor. She checks to see how R5 is settling into his new life as a minor crime boss.

With that out of the way she finds a nice quiet place with plants about, a garden perhaps, and mediates as well. Taking in what has happened recently and where that might lead.

The next day Mir will seek out Ylenic, privately. With a nods to respect to the Caamasi, "Good morning. As we both aware of one another, I wish to speak with someone with... {there is a pause} ...similar abilities. In these times there are very few of us. I do not seek a mentor, I have one with whom I talk with when I am able. I am just looking for insight of another I suppose. Mir seems a little flustered and attempts to continue, "I am not really sure what it is that I am wanting. We have this wonderful gift, yet now being persecuted for trying to use it to help others. I sometimes feel so alone in that." She looks skyward to space, "Out there..." She looks to Ylenic and sighs deeply, hoping another can understand.

 

[Binder Fred]

That night, TB's glowing optic softly glows within the confines of Sloor's room, stoistically vigilant.

The next day, Sloor attends TB's operation like a nervous first-time father, laughing hard and distributing enthousiastic slaps to the back to all involved after its successful conclusion. Next he splits his time between loading gear into the hover sled with Mack (and modifying it to better fit their need?) and shopping for jungle wear with Mir and TB, negotiating, bargaining and shaking down prices with grinning, light-hearted enjoyment.

«Possum, what are the caracteristics of our sled? Speed, carrying capacity, cargo and crew space? Any life support built into this thing?

«Suggestions only for the shared activities, guys.

 

[perrinmiller]

While examining the hover sled with Sloor, Mack considers, "I am not sure how much use it's going to be yet. I am not proficient with heavy weapons so I will be more effective with my blaster rifle for now. This net thing looks cool if we need to capture something, though. Hmmm, it could have a part in a future mission, one where we can use it to our best tactical advantage."

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<<With regard to other activities.>>
"I know some good bars about an hour or two from here. I could use a drink and chance at some tail. You wanna go get drunk? Might be good idea, before we go on this crazy rescue mission. You can probably find someone unfortunate enough to be talked into a Sabacc game with you."