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

[Binder Fred]

OOC: Transfered to the OOC thread.

 

[Songdragon]

Mir moves across from Mack at the workbench looking over the droid and asks, "We need another one?" She looks about the room. (any other exits?)

(( Perception 1d20+9=11 Nothing to see here... move along ))

 

[possum]

OOC: Just the one

The manager of the workshop shakes his head at Mack's suggestion and Mir's question. "Not my decision to make," he states, collecting needed tools and laying them on a cloth next to the pieces of RX's broken chassis. "This here droid is owned by ZayKar-Four Enterprises. Kind of a bad name, but that's what they call themselves for business reasons..."

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

OOC: Honestly, I am ready to advance the scene when you guys are.

Mack shrugs, "I would not say, 'need'. But, it might come in handy, Mir."

The soldier starts examining the droid's condition. He asks the workshop manager, "So if those people own it, who do I ask about claiming salvage? Anyone we know?"

"What are these business reasons you mentioned, I you don't mind me asking?"

OOC: Take 10 on skill checks
[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 4 (Rescue) FP: 7
Init: +10 Perception: +10
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: Toolkit

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

Mack Granger

 

[possum]

"He's actually not that bad," the mechanic says. "That axe slice took off the arm and then severed the central automation unit, it's spine if you will. A little soldering, welding and spare parts and he'll be as good as new. Probably..."

He looks at Mack a little funny when he asks about the business purposes of the name. "Ah, that's right, you're new. They're on the entertainment gladiator circuit in this sector. It's non-lethal, so it's legal, but as you can see they don't mind in getting in on the less-legal side of it..."

 

[Binder Fred]

OOC: Gambling Roll: 1d20+3=22. Oops. That's "Win stakes X5" for a total of 1500 creds. Looks like Sloor cleaned them out off the court too. Unless you want to make it "Gambling against other characters", Possum?

 

[Dr Simon]

Darius finds himself in a conflicted mood, still worrying about his actions and feelings in the arena. He had let himself get carried away with the thrill of the fight, and it had almost killed him. Whilst part of him vowed not to do so again, and to behave in a fashion more befitting of a Jedi, another part of him secretly enjoyed it.

Pushing thoughs aside, he tries to concentrate instead on the mission. They had made the first step in gaining Darga's confidence. Now it was a question of finding the Imperial connection. Subtlety really wasn't Darius' strong point. He decides to find the team member for whom it was.

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Sloor notices Darius push in beside him at the gaming tables. Looking around the room rather than at the besalisk, Darius nevertheless addresses him.

"So, how we doing?"

[sblock=OOC]
Perception check to scan the room and see if anyone seems to be paying undue attention to Darius and Sloor.
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[possum]

[sblock=OOC]
Perception check to scan the room and see if anyone seems to be paying undue attention to Darius and Sloor.
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OOC: I guess that's going by your definition of "undue" at the moment, considering your recent fame in the arena.

 

[perrinmiller]

Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

Mack picks at the parts, "Where are these quasi-legal modifications?"

The soldier is looking to try to find any special parts on the droid to see if anything might be of use to transfer to TB

OOC: Take 10 on skill checks
[sblock=Mini Stats]DP: 4 (Rescue) FP: 7
Init: +10 Perception: +10
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: Toolkit

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

Mack Granger

 

[Binder Fred]

"So, how we doing?"

"Frecsing lawasy," grins the big alien, smoke pouring out of his mouth, the pockets of his jacket overflowing with new-won loot. "You awght taw try awt awne awf these things, Darius man: they're marbling great!" He extracts a somewhat rumpled stogie from somewhere and presents it to the jedi before raising his empty mug high with another hand and starting a chorus of "Refill!" that quickly, boisterously spreads to all those nearby, to the besalisk's obvious enjoyment.

For all that he seems somewhat... restless?

[sblock=OOC]Nothing so formal as gaming tables that I know of, Simon (I could be wrong, of course). In my head Sloor's sort of been starting/joining his own little gambling havens here and there as the mood struck him (see the Karg brothers scenelet in my initial party post for an example). [/sblock]