Session 1/Scene 1: Ah'Kra Spaceport
started his pre-flight checks but paused when he heard the familiar voice of Rumko Wun
coming from the holo receiver. Sticking his head in, he saw G8R
in front of the machine, adjusting the calibration for a higher fidelity replay of the message the aqualish had sent. Rumko's
preference was to send pre-recorded, rather than live, holo-messages since they were significantly less expensive. Most of the crew figured it was because Rumko
was cheap, although G8R
considered it frugal. After a few seconds of adjusting, the message came through relatively clearly on the Sarlacc'
<<Well, hello there boys and girl! I hope you're all still alive and managed tah' score a few valuables from that old pirate base. Rumko's not paying you to slouch around, you know? Listen up, I figure you've still got room in that cargo hold of yours. I been hearin' things... hearin' about a big fight between the Imps and Rebs with lots of scrap to salvage. The coordinates are attached to this message. I paid good money for 'em, so head there before coming home and see what you can score. Early mynock gets the power cable, and all that...>>
made his way through the concentric circular halls of Ah'kra spaceport. They were a dull, lifeless grey with no windows to the outside. The artificial lighting, in particular, made everything seem the same. He would have been utterly lost except for the fortune of spotting a map of the facility and committing the general layout to memory. Keeping back, he trailed the group of rodians for a short time. They were definitely following someone as he noted a standard surveillance practice of swapping out tails every few turns. They seemed to be focused on their prey; the rebel soldier was confident they hadn't noticed him. He thought he was going to lose them when they took a repulsorlift down to a lower level, but he spotted a set of stairs next to it and took them down, catching sight of one of the rodians walking the hall on the next level down. Continuing his own surveillance, Mack
realized he was in the duty-free retail area of the spaceport, and likely close to Arsinoe
. Pulling out his commlink, he sent her a message. Spotting an open area cafe nearby, the man ducked in and observed the rodians meeting up and setting up a loose observation net around a confectionery shop. Recalling the layout of the spaceport map, Mack
realized that there was likely a back door leading out from the shop into utility corridors out of sight of the retail area.