Off On The Rim

Daos returns and waits quietly, confident that his eagerness for something to actually be wrong won't be welcome. He's confident, though, that trouble will find them eventually, and he can wait. He's patient.
 

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Paxus Asclepius said:
Lance begins flipping through the codebook, until he locates the frequency and appropriate scrambling techniques to contact the Admiral. Once he has done so, he sends the message "This is Rising Phoenix. We may have a situation. Please respond. Over."

It took a moment as the signal travelled the long distance to the Core, but Lance soon heard a voice that was fairly recognizable. It was the assistant to Kai's mother, a younger man who was involved in both the Empire and the Prince's organization, "We're aware of the situation, Phoenix. Is the princess alright?"
 

Ankh-Morpork Guard said:
It took a moment as the signal travelled the long distance to the Core, but Lance soon heard a voice that was fairly recognizable. It was the assistant to Kai's mother, a younger man who was involved in both the Empire and the Prince's organization, "We're aware of the situation, Phoenix. Is the princess alright?"

"She is. What exactly is going on, and are there any safehouses nearby that we can be sure aren't compromised?"
 

Paxus Asclepius said:
"She is. What exactly is going on, and are there any safehouses nearby that we can be sure aren't compromised?"
"We're not completely sure what's going on at the moment but we're working on it," there was a pause and a sound like a door sliding shut, "Get yourselves away from Hutt space...we don't know if they're involved in this, but I wouldn't be surprised if they tried to get into it. There's not any place close to you that I'm aware of, so you're on your own for that...which might make things better. We'll keep you informed when we can gather what's happening."
Then, with a sudden click, the comm line went silent.
 


Ankh-Morpork Guard said:
"We're not completely sure what's going on at the moment but we're working on it," there was a pause and a sound like a door sliding shut, "Get yourselves away from Hutt space...we don't know if they're involved in this, but I wouldn't be surprised if they tried to get into it. There's not any place close to you that I'm aware of, so you're on your own for that...which might make things better. We'll keep you informed when we can gather what's happening."
Then, with a sudden click, the comm line went silent.

Lance turned to the rest of the room, saying simply "We need to clear out of Hutt space. Ideally, we want a backwater where no one will recognize Her Highness, and even if they did, wouldn't know what a comm was to tell anyone about it. Any ideas?"
 

Daos lets out a short, humorless laugh. "Sounds like home. Nowhere will you find a tiny, frigid dustball less worthy of habitation that got habitated anyway. They may know how to use a comm, but they're too apathetic to bother."
 

Talon Darkstrider: Human/Male (Scoundrel/Soldier)

Talon looks up from his finished checklist and scans the world outside of his window one more time. He turns his head back to the others when they mention shopping for dresses, “Honestly? I think we should avoid any place that is that civilized. The less people there are the less chance of someone recognizing us. Maybe we should look for a nice asteroid belt? We have enough food for nearly a standard year, right?”
 
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"A year floating in an asteroid belt sounds awfully dull," says Daos in an offhanded manner, staring out the viewport, but it's obvious who the comment is intended to appeal to....
 

Talon Darkstrider: Human/Male (Scoundrel/Soldier)

If Daos is trying to be sarcastic its lost on Talon, “I can’t imagine us being their for a year I was just stating how much supplies we have.”
 

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