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

[Kemrain]

Felia frowns, slipping the earpiece of her comlink into her ear while holding the transmitter tightly in her hand, looking over to Tal while she listens to X drone on.
"We won't need a ride, if we could even afford one. We need to head in there," she says, subltly gesturing with her head to the Cockpit Cantina across the gap without looking at it. "It's close by. Kellon is in back, by the swoop tracks. He's an albino rodian, of all things. The droid tells me we should at least buy a drink in the bar before heading back, or folks might get roudy. I hope one of you has credits, because I'm shot. Keep your blasters at the ready, but don't brandish them; we want to go for intimidating, not threatening. We should try not to make eye contact with anyone, either," she warns, clearly feeling out of her element. Taking a deep breath, and immediately regretting it, she sighs, stands up straight, and putting on a mask of confidence.
"Come on. We can cross the gap over there," she says, gesturing to a low, wide bridge before pulling her cloak tight around her and starting to walk ahead of the others, hoping they keep close behind her.

OOC: Sorry for the delay. Been a little busy. I'm back on the ball now.

 

[Bobitron]

"We won't need a ride, if we could even afford one. We need to head in there," she says, subltly gesturing with her head to the Cockpit Cantina across the gap without looking at it.

"Right, sorry. I didn't realize it was so close. Nice to have our own personal navigation droid," he says, activating his communicator so X can hear. "All sounds like good advice. You take the lead, Felia. I've got your back."

 

[shadowbloodmoon]

I'm going to presume Femi follows along, unless he wants to post something different from that fact.

The trio advances steadily across the street. Your false confidence keeps most of the occupants of the avenue away from you. As you near the Cantina however, you notice that some of the swoopers outside have begun to pay close attention to you. One in particular, a Human male, stands from his bike along with the cheer-ons and backslaps of some of his companions. Both Femi and Felia get a strange sense of unease coming from him and even Tal's trigger fingers start to twitch. The man moves to block the entrance to the cantina, the glowing blue Twi'lek sign outlining his sharp features, dark hair and wide grin. He waits for you to approach before speaking.

"Well, hello starstuff." He looks at all of you then directly at Felia. "What's a fancy girl like you doing out here in a place like this?"

DRK-1X:

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For the most part, unless there is something specific you want to accomplish while the other three are at the cantina, evening will fall soon so you can speak with Dofina. If you would like, I can fast forward to your portion with her. The transmission from the droid have stopped temporarily and any channels you pick up will mostly be local news reports, nonrelevant traffic, stuff like that.
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[Bobitron]

"Well, hello starstuff." He looks at all of you then directly at Felia. "What's a fancy girl like you doing out here in a place like this?"

Tal intersects the man's path, fingers on the large blaster's handle. "Back off, puke. This is NOT your day to get lucky, unless you consider going home with one less of everything you have two of fortunate."

ooc: Intimidate +6

 

[Ambrus]

Hearing the new voice over the comlink and Tal's spirited reply, DRK-1X stops it's report to listen and avoid distracting Felia.

Shadow:[sblock]
The only things I was hoping to accomplish was to listen in on Torrba and his guests. I'm curious to know what goes on in a hutt's audience chamber when people aren't being bullied. I mean, all these people must find this an entertaining place to be for some reason. Then again they may all just sit around stupefied for hours as if in an opium den. I was also planning to, when the trio are taking a few minutes to relax (perhaps while in enjoying a drink in the cantina) to have 1X shut down momentarily and reprogram itself. (switching one skill point from both Spot and Tumble into a cross-class Speak Language (Huttese) skill point; Computer Use +14; DC check 26) That way I can translate what Torrba told Ventress earlier as well as understand whatever else he might say later. It's up to you if you want to skip ahead with Dofina or not. I knew what I was getting into when I stayed behind. What can I say. Servitude is a bitch. [/sblock]

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Femi could hardly believe that they had been out on the streets for just a few minutes before being accosted by thugs intent on doing harm. This place had to be one of the worst he had ever experienced, and he had only been experiencing it for a very short time.

Understanding that Tal was trying to back the thugs down without a fight, Femi moved to stand next to and slightly behind him, his hand on his own blaster. He was ready to use the force if necessary to keep this situation from becoming a conflict.

OOC: If Tal's intimidate doesn't work and there is time before a fight breaks out, Femi will say something like "You don't want to bother with the likes of us" to get the thugs to leave them alone. Affect Mind +7.

 

[Kemrain]

"Well, hello starstuff. What's a fancy girl like you doing out here in a place like this?"

"Back off, puke. This is NOT your day to get lucky, unless you consider going home with one less of everything you have two of fortunate."

Felia resists the urge to look up at Tal in suprise, a little afraid herself of the man beside her with the blaster. Sighing inside, disapointed that any chance of getting information out of this slimeball through means other than torture would prove fruitless, she looks up at him with a 'can I go now?' expression, afraid that violence might break out.

She opens her mind to the man's emotions, hoping to know before even he does what course of action he intends to take.

OOC: Empathy at +0, taking 10. Use of the skill like this isn't in the rules, but if he gets mad instead of intimidated she should know a split second before he makes his move to expect trouble of one kind or another. Feel free to call me crazy, SBM. If things go towards the hostile, if Felia wins initiative, a slim chance I know, she'll try to use Friendship on the guy to keep him from getting too upset and will try going the diplomacy route, inviting him inside with them, apologizing for Tal... It probably won't work out, but who knows?

 

[shadowbloodmoon]

DRK-1X:

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Sitting around stupefyed for hours on the drug Torrba has is about correct. About the only ones not intoxicated is Torrba himself, who has fallen asleep, and some of the guards, who have taken it upon themselves to gamble away their well-earned pay. You spend the next few moments listening to the interaction between the trio and the swooper. Then after all is settled, you get a chance to sit and reprogram yourself so you can translate the Hutt's words.

Your memory banks return the following on playback:

"Do you think it is wise to trust these people to such a mission? I mean we barely know them. They could cause no end of trouble for you."

"Remember your place apprentice. Dofina's companions are of no concern to me. I will handle them."Torrba speaks in Huttese, which the protocol droid doesn't need to translate for Ventress to understand.

"Yes, my Master." With a short bow, the woman takes her leave, letting you alone with Torrba and his entourage.

You can then see some of the patrons being escorted out by the guards as they begin to fall asleep as well, the drug slowly wearing off, as the supply was shut down hours ago. Dofina next to you begins to stir.
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The man looks up at Tal in shock, his hands instinctively raising into the sky. "Whoa big guy, I didn't know you was with the lady. I was just doing my job, that's all." He backs off a bit, Felia getting a sense of unease from him. His confidence has started to drop at the sight of a man willing to blast him to pieces in the middle of the street. "I..I can't just let you walk right in though. This place is members only." You notice some of the other swoopers making faces at the man.

Go natural 20 Intimidate check! I allowed Felia the Empathy check, due to the timing in the dialogue, it was pretty obvious that Tal's tactic worked. If you want to use your Friendship now, go ahead. Just tell me what you're going to say.

 

[Kemrain]

Felia smiles, doing her best to look calm and reassuring to the man. She looks up at Tal and says, "It's okay," looking back at the swooper while she reaches out to him with her calm and relief. (Friendship +5, taking 10 for 15)

"We're only here on business," she tells him, smiling, feeling much more in control of the situation. "Just a quick in and out. We won't cause any trouble with your patrons, and we're not here to gamble. We'll be in and out of your hair in no time," she assures him. (Diplomacy +7, +2 from Empathy)

OOC: If Felia knew that Femi could Affect Mind this guy she'd keep quiet and let him, but at present she has no clue he's capable of it. Pity she doesn't know more about the Jedi.

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Femi relaxes a bit, somewhat relieved that he probably won't need to use his Jedi abilities so soon on this dangerous planet. He keeps his hand near his blaster, happy that his lightsaber is safely hidden away under his shirt. He continues to watch the confrontation carefully, in the event he needs to intercede.

OOC: Femi will watch the interactions closely and will intervene with his comment of "You don't want to bother with the likes of us" using Affect Mind at +7 if the situation takes a turn for the worst.

OOC: If Felia knew that Femi could Affect Mind this guy she'd keep quiet and let him, but at present she has no clue he's capable of it. Pity she doesn't know more about the Jedi.

OOC1: I just don't think Femi would have been very forthcoming about his specific abilities during the trip through hyperspace. He might have talked a bit about the Force in general but as stated above, I figure he would rather not have to call on the Force unless absolutely necessary, especially so early in the mission.