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

shadowbloodmoon said:
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Felia raises the hand not currently buried in her satchel, gripping the handle of her hold-out blaster, between herself and the grey woman, knowing the emotions of those around her even without reaching out to them. Quickly she takes a deep calming breath, closing her eyes for a moment and opening them again with renewed conviction as her calm radiates outward from her, towards the sith woman. (Friendship +5, taking 10 for 15, enough to bring her from hostile to unfriendly, or from unfriendly to friendly, no save, at the cost of 2 vitality)

"We just want to get on board her ship, we don't need any trouble," she says, her voice soft but firm.

OOC: Unfortunately, Friendship won't make her like Dofina any more than she already does. I'm just hoping to keep this calm enough to avoid more violence, but with the droid shooting at Sithlady, and Tal blasting away, I doubt she's in the mood to chat.
 

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Tal watches as the Sith woman glares at the Nemoidian who just entered the hangar with another human woman, who seems all too calm for the environment she is in. "Another time, Corrina," Tal hears from the Sith woman.

Deactivating her lightsaber she runs into the woods surrounding the hangar, but not before both X and Tal take potshots at her. Each shot misses by a wide berth, the Sith now fully enveloped by the woods. Dofina approaches X, nearly out of breath. "Good job, X. I knew I had built you right the first time. Let's get this place emptied and then you can tell me who all these people are."

Dofina then goes to work, explaining to each person their place in her world, expecting them to help her clean up the place in a hurry if they are to go with her on her already cramped ship.

In minutes, the group has checked the other ship and made sure that any important cargo has been added to the Geth Hound. There was none. Dofina prefers not to take the Clone weapons. Too risky, she said. She then rescinds the order later, hoping she can fence them quickly on Nar Shadaa.

X's search on the hangar's computer tells it that the explosion was caused by an orbital blast. Someone knew where to hit the station to knock out its power source. However the shot was just off the mark and only managed to damage some systems. This is of course will change as Dofina orders the building's self-destruct sequence activated just before the ship leaves. She doesn't plan on returning to Taris.

The only other things found in the hangar in the time you have left is a few crates of various clothes and munitions. Empty power packs, replacement barrels for blasters, things like that. Unfortunately, Dofina has decided that the loss is worth it and leaves it behind. Going so far as to say to leave the Easy Credder as well.

It is then that X remembers seeing the timed device that the Sith had put on the control console before running out. Quickly determining the time they had left, it activates the building's self-destruct and scrambles aboard with the rest of the refugees. Dofina takes her place in the pilot seat, the rest cramped in the back with the cargo Dofina ordered taken with. Barely waiting for everyone to strap in, she pushes the throttle forward, ramp closing and shields raising, blasting out of the hole created by the blast earlier. Moments after, a small explosion inside the hangar can be seen on the monitors on the ship. Not a second later, the entire compound is engulfed in flames.

Soon, the sky gives way to eternal blackness, stars screaming towards you at high speed. Laser blasts echo off the hull, but Dofina has already entered the coordinates to your destination and she punches the hyperdrive lever. You are kicked back in your tiny seats or for some, your repulsor work to keep you balanced as the stars become starlines and you enter hyperspace.

Dofina turns turns in her seat, blaster in hand."So X, since these people aren't dead, I presume they have been useful to you in some way. Tell me who they are and why I am bringing them on my ship."

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Tal (26)- Delays until after X.

Dark Jedi (22)- Continues running full speed (40m) away from the hangar, deactivating other lightsaber. Curses at Dofina(?)...

Tac (17)- Use Friendship 15. Sith goes from Hostile to Unfriendly. (Anyone else think this should require a save?) I'm not worrying about the VP loss because you'll be getting them back soon.

DRK-1X (16)- Reopens ship, moves and fires stun blaster at Sith. 13+13-12= 14 vs. Def 21.

Tal (16)- Fires at the Sith, Full Atk: 9, 9, 5, 2 vs. Def 22.

Dofina (13)- Double moves into the hangar, getting as far from the Sith as possible.

Femi (13)- Keeps moving into the hangar, is now by the ship.

Okay guys, The Sith is going to continue running and for the most part, the combat is over. I was going to have you guys fight your way out of the planet's gravity well, but that is okay..... Based on Ambrus' ooc post, I wrote the last part of it. If you want to go back and change things a bit, feel free, but try to stay in continuity with each other so I don't get confused when I get back..... Have a fun week guys.

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Seeing the dark jedi exit the hangar, Femi breathes a sigh of relief and relaxes his guard. He scans the hangar looking for the droid. Almost as an afterthought he realizes that his saber is still active and shuts it down, hanging it from his belt. He clears his throat. "Has anyone seen a small, spherical, black droid?"
 

Even with the Sith now gone, the diminutive probe droid continues to hover protectively in front of the Geth Hound's access ramp. In response to the Jedi's inquiry, DRK-1X twiters mechanically to draw attention to itself. As the female nemoidian approaches it, DRK-1X quickly retracts the barrel of its small blaster back into its belly compartment. It likewise retracts its 40 cm tall telescoping antenna, leaving the droid looking like little more than a black sphere with three photoreceptors. It drifts up to meet its Mistress at head level.
Dofina approaches X, nearly out of breath. "Good job, X. I knew I had built you right the first time."
DRK-1X responds in its genderless whisper-soft voice: Statement: Thank you Mistress. I am pleased that you find my service satisfactory.
"Let's get this place emptied and then you can tell me who all these people are."
Acknowledgment: Order understood.
Dofina turns in her seat, blaster in hand."So X, since these people aren't dead, I presume they have been useful to you in some way. Tell me who they are and why I am bringing them on my ship."
DRK-1X floats in the center of the cabin between the forward pilot's chair and the aft passenger compartment. The diminutive droid traces a quick arc in the air towards the long-headed humanoid, opens a small panel on its starboard side and unfolds a tiny humanoid arm which it uses to gesture towards the cerean. Report: This male cerean Jedi was addressed as Femi by his master in his final transmission. Since the republic troopers turned on he and his master following Supreme Chancellor Palpatine's order, I concluded that he would desire the means to escape Taris quickly and safely. I approached him and he agreed to follow my reasonable instructions, to help protect you and to perform physical labor he deemed reasonable as required. He followed my instructions and his appearance in your hangar precipitated the human female Sith's sudden retreat. Our recent departure from Taris has concluded the terms of our agreement.

DRK-1X then drifts sideways over to the armored human, retracts its starboard arm and deploys a mirrored copy of the mechanical limb from its port side which it uses to gesture towards the soldier. Due to our negotiations being cut short by the Sith, I was unable to determine this individual's proper name. He stated his interest in an expedient departure from Taris and I offered safe passage in exchange for his immediate aid. His unrelenting ranged assault upon the Sith proved, I believe, a strong deterrent to her attempted theft of this vessel. Our recent departure from Taris has likewise concluded the terms of our agreement.

Assuming Dofina is familiar with her own ally, DRK-1X says nothing about the unfamiliar human female in their midst.
 
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Felia wipes the grime off her hands onto her ruined business suit, watching the DRK unit play protocall droid. She looks over their new 'allies' as they are being introduced, her eyes falling to the Jedi's lightsaber and the armored human's repeating blaster as they are introduced. She remains silent, feeling the wash of emotions coming at her, but not being able to piece together who's feeling what. (No Empathy check, just flavor text.) Suprised by the droid's lack of information about her, she sits back in her seat and watches the others to see what they'll do.
 

Tal leans back against the wall, removing his helmet to reveal the face of a veteran soldier. "Tal Remar's my name," he says roughly. "I do appreciate the offer for passage. I don't know what I would have done if I was stuck there with those clones. I'm a paid soldier, yes, but I'm not an unthinking killer who will turn on the Jedi Council just because that puke Palpatine says so."

He stands, leaning his blaster against the wall and extending a hand in greeting to each of his traveling companions. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."
 



Felia shakes Tal's armored hand, looking into his eyes as she says, "Pleased to meet you. I'm Felia Sardo, lately of coruscant. Er, what's all this about turning on the Jedi?" She asks, looking at Femi for an explanation. "I thought the Jedi were leading the Republic's armies agaisnt the Seperatists..."
 

Cognitive Processing
Datum: The human male's proper designation is Tal Remar.
Datum: Tal Remar has extended his right arm towards DRK-1X.
Threat Index: 12.3%
Deploy Blaster cannon (Y/N)?
Heuristic Node: Tal Remar wishes to shake hands with DRK-1X as an act of friendship.
Emotive Node: Confusion 34.6%; Uncertainty 25.4%; Pleasure 23%; Gratitude 17%.
Volition Threshold has been reached.
Priority Hierarchy established.
Deploy starboard manipulator arm.
Grasp Tal Remar's index finger.
Upload diplomatic script 15.2 to vocabulator data buffer 18D.


The diminutive probe droid pivots itself to focus its photoreceptors at the human's outstretched armored hand. After a few awkward seconds of uncertainty, DRK-1X finally opens up its starboard arm compartment, unfolds its tiny limb and carefully grasps the humans index finger with its infant sized mechanical hand. Statement: Likewise.

Er, what's all this about turning on the Jedi?" She asks, looking at Femi for an explanation. "I thought the Jedi were leading the Republic's armies agaisnt the Separatists..."
Cognitive Processing
Upload data from holo-buffer 4C to holoprojection unit.
Upload data to vocabulator buffer 32A.


In response to the human female's inquiry, the probe droid's holoprojector lens begins to glow a bright blue as a glowing hologram of a hideously disfigured Supreme Chancellor Palpatine, no bigger than the droid itself, forms in the air at the center of the passenger compartment and begins to speak.

"All commanders, as of right now, the Jedi are enemies of the Republic. Execute Order 66. Kill the Jedi."

DRK-1X replays the brief recording three times to ensure everyone has a good opportunity to study it before allowing the hologram to fade away and silence to return.

Statement: I intercepted this holo-transmission 17 minutes ago.
 
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