Out of the Frying Pan... (d20 Star Wars)

[Kemrain]

Felia watches Torrba laugh and describe his problem. Thankful for the opportunity to avoid becoming a snack for whatever Rortak might be, she listens to the Hutt's request. As he finishes she's left confused as to why Torrba isn't turning Dofina over the Imperials himself if she's costing him so much.

She stops as the droid makes itself known, waiting until after it finishes to cut in and answer on behalf of the Hutt.

"Even if there is no evidence left on Taris there are records of business transactions and credit trails that could be followed, precautions or no. Some people may have been following them already. If the," she hesitates a moment before continuing, "Empire is seeking those who assisted the seperatists, proof of her involvement will be found, one way or another."

She turns to address Torrba the Serene.

"Your greatness, I would be pleased to assist you with your problem. I understand how difficult this situation could become for you, and I sympathise. We will do whatever is necessary to relieve you of this burden."

Felia glances at Dofina, wondering how she could have gotten herself into this mess, and sure that if she gets out it won't be with much more than her life. Returning her gaze to Torrba, she decides to gamble.

"To be successful in our endeavor we will doubtlessly reqire access to Dofina's files and finances. You shouldn't be the one forced to foot the bill for her mistakes, your greatness, as I'm sure Dofina will agree."

 

[Bobitron]

Tal smiles at Felia's last comment. Heck yeah, get us access. To be honest, I'd be willing to shoot her and dunp 'er in the streets, if it would get us outta this mess. He keeps quiet, still letting the silver-tounged speak.

 

[shadowbloodmoon]

X takes the smoking tube from Dofina's lips, which instinctively quiver, as if the tube was the source of her life. Holding the tube near its air composition sensors, it reads a great bit of information about the drug. It seems that it has a high concentration of Ryll spice, but it has been laced with something else. X's records can only describe it as similiar to a drug called Apathy.

Upon hearing both the droid and Felia speak, Torrba simply smiles or more correctly, seems to smile. "The Seperatists are efficient, though sloppy. Your Mistress is a Nemoidian. As abnormally intelligent as she is, this woman is correct. There are still trails to be found and followed by the Empire. Dofina's ship is one thing. If you take it, you will be tracked. Of course, you know this already. Accessing her files will only give you the information you already have. As you said, she has taken precautions to keep her accounts cleared. It is the accounts of those she worked with you have to worry about. Kellon will give you a list of places that some of her pilots go through. Their information will have to be... edited.

"As for proof that she is being followed by the Empire, well I leave that to your eyes." With that, the great Hutt gestures to someone and a panel in the wall slides open. A dim light reveals the outline of a person encased in some sort of stasis field. Another panel slides forward and the person is moved into the subjectively brighter light of the throne room. Femi's mouth is the first to go agape when he recognizes the shape of none other than Jedi Master Lun Xan.

X is currently unable to wake Dofina from her drug-induced stupor. Knowing the affects of just Ryll spice, it could be hours before she becomes near-coherent. She is alive, but her mind is elsewhere.

 

[Ambrus]

The diminutive probe droid turns as Torrba motions for the door to the next room to be opened. It's infrared sensors easily pierce the shadows masking the prisoner's identity revealing it to be a male Twi'Lek; Ka-Femi-Odo's Jedi master. Even before the prisoner is moved into the bright lights of the audience chamber DRK-1X swivels one of its external sensor pods to regard Femi to mark his reaction once he recognizes his master.

Cognitive Processing
Datum: Ka-Femi-Odo's unidentified Twi'Lek Jedi Master is Torrba's prisoner.
Datum: Torrba the hutt believes the unidentified Twi'Lek Jedi Master to be an imperial agent.
Datum: Felia Sardo will not recognize the unidentified Twi'Lek as Ka-Femi-Odo's Jedi master.
Proposition: Tal Remar will not recognize the unidentified Twi'Lek as Ka-Femi-Odo's Jedi master.
Proposition: Ka-Femi-Odo will be pleased to see his master is alive.
Proposition: Ka-Femi-Odo will be distressed by his master's current imprisonment.
Proposition: Ka-Femi-Odo will desire to deliver his master from bondage.
Proposition: Ka-Femi-Odo will intentionally or unintentionally reveal himself as a Jedi fugitive.
Proposition: Ka-Femi-Odo's life will be in jeopardy if his status as a fugitive Jedi is revealed.
Emotive Node: Surprise 38.3%; Uncertainty 30.7%; Anxiety 25.9; Melancholy 5.1%.
Volition Threshold has been reached.
Priority Hierarchy established.
Upload data to vocabulator buffer 17E.


In an effort to draw the room's attention away from the cerean's impending reaction DRK-1X spins to face the hutt and speaks once more: "Statement: I recognize this male Twi'Lek. He is not an imperial agent. He is in fact an outlaw with no current allegiance to the empire. It is improbable that he is on Nar Shaada seeking Mistress Dofina. Inquiry: May I ask under what circumstances he came to be in your custody?"

 

[Bobitron]

ooc: Tal really has only X's information to work off right now, so he's still going to play it cool.

Tal looks across at the figure in the stasis feild with disinterest. After X's question, things start to get clearer; this crew has some association with the man. He glances over at Femi and Felia, hoping to glean some insight as to the nature of the relationship.

 

[shadowbloodmoon]

Torrba begins to laugh, almost mechanically. "You misunderstand me droid. You see, I am aware of his affiliations. I am simply letting you...."

Another voice finishes his sentence. "...know that you are indeed being followed by the Empire." The face that belongs to the voice appears from a door panel that slides open. It is impossible to not recognize the form standing there. The dark robes and menacing glare as she lets the hood down reassures you that it is not an illusion. "However, it would seem that fate would have us on a similar side this time." The Sith woman smiles and Torrba continues.

"She brought him here a few hours before you arrived. She brought news of a tracking device installed on your ship long before it took off. It would seem that Dofina had a traitor in her midst. If your mission is to be successful, this traitor must be found and... dealt with. That is if the Empire hasn't already disposed of him."

 

[Kemrain]

Felia frowns and nods. Things keep getting deeper, and she doesn't have all the information, she's sure of it. Unsure what the Twi'lek or the Sith woman's purpose here is, she focuses on saving her own hide and those of the ones she came in with.

"I will speak with Kellon, your greatness, and leave to assist you with your endeavor as soon as I'm allowed. My companions will acompany me," she assumes, glancing at them to make sure there are no objections- fairly sure there won't be as that would mean their death. she continues, "If that pleases you."

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Feeling a dangerous situation growing more so by the minute, Femi couldn't help but show momentary surprise when first his master and then the dark jedi were revealed. Reaching deep inside, he summoned up all his training and discipline and shoved his emotions aside. With one final glance at Master Xan, Femi let calm roll through him. His expression returned to one of impassiveness as he waited to see how this whole scene was going to play out.

 

[Ambrus]

The diminutive probe droids heuristic processor, as efficient as it is cannot make sense out of the incomplete and seemingly contradictory data its sensors are feeding it. Undaunted, DRK-1X pushes ahead with its numerous questions, determined to make sense of this unexpected series of events and Torrba's odd request. The droid continues speaking to the hutt; "Statement: There is insufficient information to successfully process the situation. Inquiry: Why has Mistress Dofina been incapacitated by Ryll spice and Apathy?" The diminutive probe droid will respectfully await the hutt's answer and then turns its three black lenses upon the grey-skinned human woman. "Inquiry: Could you please identify yourself? How did you know where Mistress Dofina's secret hangar was? How did you learn there was a tracking device on the Geth Hound? Why did you attempt to gain access to the Geth Hound? Who placed the tracking device on the vessel initially? When and why was it done? Why did you capture the male Twi'Lek and transport him here?"

 

[shadowbloodmoon]

"If that pleases you."

"It does, but I think this droid has more to say." The Hutt patiently listens while the droid explains its confusion. Then the Hutt simply answers, "I am surprised that your Mistress did not inform you of my method of payment to her. This is her choice. She will be...available... after the night cycle begins, but I suggest you allow her to remain here. She is quite safe from this Empire here. She will be annoyed at not being able to leave, but..." Torrba leaves it at that, with the Hutt equivalent of a shrug.

When X moves to interrogate the Sith, she defensively moves back. "That's a lot of questions for a spy droid. For a moment I had mistaken you for the new IT-class droid," she says sarcastically. "My name is Ventress, that's all you need to know. The how and why are unimportant. What is important is that we both have a mission to accomplish and I suggest we get to it. Oh and I wish that Dofina had been more divulgent of her entire operations to you. Perhaps then you wouldn't be so inquisitive." She then turns away and walks off, but not before looking directly at Femi. "He came willingly," she says with a wink.