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

[Binder Fred]

"Tawssing taw frescsing grenades!" comments Sloor after making sure there aren't any of Raden's goons around. "Frek. Darga's side must be desperate fawr qualified labawr, that's all I can say..." A chuckle, "Did you see haw that awne ran screaming fawr the back wall?"

OOC: Your friendly neighbourhood besalisk is ready.

 

[possum]

Warrick Raden shrugs slightly at the question of Kessra's whereabouts. "She and her group have a couple of safehouses around town," he says. "I have no idea which one she's headed to, if she's going to one at all." He transmits a few locations to your datapads. "Those are them." He then gives you the location of Darga's "palace".

As you get into the transport after looking it over, the bomb hidden underneath it explodes, killing you all instantly.

I'm kidding, it starts fine and safely for all of you.

OOC: Head to Darga's or one of the safehouses?

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack gives a thumbs up that the transport is all clear and supervises the loading of their looted weapons.

He asks Sloor, unobtrusively so Raden doesn't hear, "Won't it ruin our Crimson Fist rep if the biker chick gets away? Maybe we should start tracking her down right now."

"She might have something interesting in her safe houses to help us deal with Darga too."

[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: Blaster Rifle

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

Mack Granger

 

[Songdragon]

Along the road... "From what I got, she was a wannbe Darga the Hutt "associate". She threw out the name to scare others... but had no real connection. I doubt it will hurt our street cred. Raden seems like the person we had to impress." Mir comments. "I suggest we continue onto Darga and see how it goes..."

 

[Binder Fred]

"Yeah but it's the principal awf the thing, Sra: she frekking accepted the jawb, then welshed. Gawing taw have taw daw sawmething abawt that..." He slowly shakes his big head, frekking disappointing... Before getting back to it: "*After* awer meet with nawble Darga, awf cawrse. Making him wait ain't taw awer advantage, I dan't think." He looks back, with a grin: "You with me?"

<Assuming a yes:
"Shaw us sawme awf that crazy driving awf yours, Mack man! I'll navigate."

OOC: Heading for Darga's hidey-hole.

 

[toasterferret]

Darius locks eyes with Mir for a moment before subtly making the pretense of searching the force as to how good an idea letting Sloor navigate is, before hopping in the cab.

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack nods in agreement with Sloor about the biker chick, "Copy that. Let's bounce."

Then he climbs into the transport to drive, "Alright, which way do we go?"

Not really waiting for detailed instructions, he jams the accelerator to the max and gets the bulky vehicle moving. From inside his helmet, the soldier is grinning as he quips, "The Crimson Fists don't care about traffic laws."

Taking navigation instructions from the besalisk, Mack drives them to Darga's abode.

[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: Blaster Rifle

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

Mack Granger

 

[possum]

Raden's preprogramed course takes Mack and the others through several sections of the ruined city, telling him to take several shortcuts through ruined buildings. After about half an hour, you see a small whole palace carefully hidden in the ruins of two Neimoidian palaces that suffered orbital strikes in the war.

In front of the palace are two large blast doors five meters high, a small intercom nearby.

 

[Binder Fred]

"Sra, you knaw where we are? You can get us awt awn foot if we need taw?" he asks their scout sotto voce.

<Response Mir?>

"TB, be saw kind as taw send awer cawerdinates taw the Banshee, will you? I'm sure the gawd captain is just frecsing *sick* with wawrry by naw."

"Or at least woken from her nap," amiably agrees the hover droid before using its internal comm to contact their ship at port.

<Response/comment from captain O'Keefe, if any?>

"Alright spirks, let's nawt get *too* cawmfawrtable quite yet," advises Sloor as he finally steps out onto the dusty stone pavings, "'cawse here cawmes the main meal!" He strides across, presses the call button and leans down into the grill: "Sloor and his Crimsan Fists awt here. Requesting an awdience with the nawble awne." (He figures it's best to be careful with 'noble' Darga's name until they get inside).

 

[Songdragon]

((Not sure what I might need... Lets try Survival to gauge my whereabouts... Survival 1d20+8=23 ))

Mir looks about from the back of the transport to the area the group has found themselves in and plays the route they took to get where they are in relation to the spaceport and then answers Sloor, "Yeah I think I know where we are... Could hoof it out of here, but having a ride would be much better."

"Yay... time to deal with the great Slugness himself." the woman says with some sarcams, "Lets hope this Raden's word is still good with Darga. Hutts can be a fickle lot."

[sblock=Mir's Mini-Stats]Scout 2/ Scoundrel 1
Initiative: +8 Perception: +8
Conditions: none
Reflex: 17 Frotitude: 15 Will: 16
Hit Points: 29 of 36 Threshold: 15
In Hand: n/a
Force Points: 5 Destiny Points: 3
Force Powers: Cloak, Mind Trick, Mind Shard, Negate Energy, Force Blast, Rebuke, Vital Transfer
Force Talents: Illusion, Force Harmony[/sblock]