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

[shadowbloodmoon]

Except for Tal, who just moved up the stairs, the rest of you are at the bottom, with Bol aiming at the spot where this person will appear.

With the rest of you covering him, Tal hustles up the stairs; this is in full view of the holorecorder, Bol notes. When he gets there, Tal is met with a man in hooded robes holding up a hand in peace. "Easy friend." Tal feels as if he could trust this man. Femi feels a stirring in the Force. A familiar stirring.

The rest of you can only see this man's hand as he sticks it out in front of Tal.

 

[Bobitron]

"Hey."

Tal blushes foolishly under his helmet. What the hell kind of reply is that? And why do I feel like I can trust this guy?

"Ermm... what are you doing? Don't stand in our way, we need to get in there," he says, trying to sound gruff.

 

[shadowbloodmoon]

The man, who Tal notes has talons instead of fingernails, grins. This shows his pointed teeth. Both of these hint at numerous aliens species, but only one has the head tails that the now-removed hood reveals. A Twi'Lek.

"Normally I wouldn't stand in the way of a man eager to find death but, alas I find I must in this instance." He lowers his hand, knitting the fingers of both hands together in front of him.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Kesler watches the strange exchange worriedly; "Hey, what's going on up there?" he calls out. He glances at Bol and the Cerean, and then start to walk up the stairs at a cautious pace.

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Femi charges up the stairs, pushing past Kesler and pulling Tal back so that he can stand in front of his friend. Without taking his eyes off the Twi'lek and with his blaster held ready, Femi says, "Don't listen to him, he is clouding your judgement." Trying to force aside the strong emotions trying to flood to the surface, Femi says to the Twi'lek, "You are outnumbered. It will go easier for you if you simply surrender."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Kesler staggers aside as the strange Cerean pushes past him and has to struggle to keep from tumbling down the stairs. He then stands silently dumbfounded as he watches the proceedings.

 

[shadowbloodmoon]

Femi reaches the top of the stairs, Kesler having to brace himself against the wall to keep from falling back into Bol. As Femi launches into his tirade, the Twi'Lek only smiles and extends his hand again, slowly. "Now, Ka Femi Odo. You should know better than to threaten your superiors in that way. Xan taught you better than that." Recognition comes to Femi as he gets a full view of the Force wielding Twi'Lek.

In front of him was Lun Kura, Lun Xan's brother and fellow Jedi Master. Also, if Femi is remembering right, one of the Lost Twenty.

 

[Bobitron]

Tal looks back and forth between his friend and the newcomer, waiting for Femi's reply. He lowers his rifle.

 

[maddmic]

Bol follows Femi up the stairs with his blast ready. He levels it at the Twi'Lek, but holds off as he seems to know Femi.

 

[Dire Lemming]

After regaining his balance Kesler moves up behind the others. He watches the Twi'Lek with no small amount of suspicion, but does not raise his weapon, He probably couldn't hit him anyway with the others between them.