Rebel Alliance: Freedom Fighters

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Lyss:

The pilot manages to spin around at the sound of the stun blast, but he is caught by the blue rings before he can even speak and slumps down into the chair unmoving. A moment later, though, the shuttle shakes noticeably and you can hear the sounds of explosions near the rear end of the shuttle.

Ground:

Arik nods to Trual'Nuin's words, but before he can signal his men, the comm units crackle with the broken, but familiar voice of Dol Tarin, "...tea...out...ere...ow!...incoming..."

A moment later, you see one of the X-Wings drop down low and strafe the section behind the two Sentinel's where many of the technicians were standing. The X-Wing fires through its low run, sending up dirt and explosions as equipment is hit. Thankfully, it doesn't look like the shuttles were damaged. And even better, many of the technicians begin to scramble away, moving off away from the shuttles to some tree cover not far off.

Flight:

Dol strafes in low, dropping behind the two shuttles and firing into the group of technicians that seem to be working. The shots send up plumes of dirt, fire, and even a few bodies as he shoots past and up again. As Dol clears the ground again, its obvious that it created a very major distraction.

 

[Thanee]

Lt. Lyss Arkess, SpyNet infiltrator

With a quick glance behind her, Lyss vanishes behind whatever obstacles are there and next to the pilot's seat, dragging him to the ground and out of sight. She gives him a taste of the blaster handle against the back of his head to keep him stunned.

Then she takes his appearance in with a careful look, the face and the uniform, and begins to change...

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Lyss:

((Have to make a DC 12 Fort save or take 1 temp Con damage...an 18. No problem with the shapechanging.))

 

[Thanee]

Lt. Lyss Arkess, SpyNet infiltrator

Once that is done and the pilot won't wake up anytime soon and is out of sight, Lyss takes a look at the piloting consoles, hoping that her limited piloting skills are sufficient to figure out how to fly this ship and how to close the open cargo bay. She also looks out for anything else of use, like cameras and weapon controls to cover the advance of the Imperial fugitives.

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Lyss:

It looks like most of the systems are still on, and though it takes a moment to orient yourself within the cockpit, you manage to figure out what systems are what. Off on the far left, there is a soft yellow light that's blinking. There are a few switches around it, and from what you can tell it might be the cargo bay. Either that or something similar. Probably the cargo bay, though.

As for weapons, you notice that there are controls for foreward mounted cannons and even concussion missile launchers. There is also a turret control, but a datapad has been attached to a panel over the controls.

And then something starts to beep. Loudly and quickly. It doesn't take long to figure out that its the mid range scanners, and quickly checking them you find that there is a very large group of fighters heading your way. At least twenty, but likely more. From the look of it, they'll be in firing range in just under a minute.

 

[Thanee]

Lt. Lyss Arkess, SpyNet infiltrator

Not hearing any signs of the others coming, Lyss figures that they must still be waiting for some reason. The laser strafing outside must have been their own men, so the technicians are probably scattered around by now. Since time is running short with the new threat incoming, she doesn't hesitate any longer and hits the switches, which hopefully will close the cargo bay, one after the other, putting the ones that did something else back into position immediately, and then takes off, aiming for a short flight towards their earlier hiding place, where she plans to land and open up for her teammates and the defectors to enter.

 

[Ankh-Morpork Guard]

Lyss:

Pressing the switches doesn't seem to get that blinking yellow light to go off. Thankfully, though, the ship seems to fly easily, if not a little shaking, as you maneuver it to the hill. After nearly hitting a collection of trees and passing right over the group, you manage to spin the ship around and set down not too far from the group.

Ground:

In a moment, you see the nearest of the Sentinel shuttles begin to rise slowly off of the ground. The cargo bay door half closes, strains, then remains in an awkward position as the shuttle moves shakily in your direction. But instead of stopping next you, it flies past, spins around, then sets down behind you in a rough and fast landing. The entire time, the acces ramp under the shuttle's nose was open.

Arik looked to the others, motioning for the rest of the defectors to head to the ship, then grinned slightly, "Not a pilot?"

 

[Karl Green]

2nd Lt. Gorwooken, wookie scout, VP/WP: 19/14

Groken shakes his head and will wave everyone towards the shuttle... he will wait until they have started and watch for any ambushes or Imperials coming up on their position.

 

[Vendetta]

Flight Group

Dol Tarin thumbs on the intercom again "GET OUT NOW!" and hopes to the force that they do. He'll swing his x-wing around one more time and fire again then make for the upper atmosphere knowing he can't take on the squads of TIEs coming at them and that if he were to try, he'd just be stealing a much needed pilot from the rebellion. As he climbs he nervously checks his scanners hoping that somehow, the ground team got aboard a shuttle and is following him out.

 

[Thanee]

Lt. Lyss Arkess, SpyNet infiltrator

Once landed, Lyss tries to open the cargo bay again, but by then the others are already getting onto the ship. She changes again, this time into a dark-haired female human with a rebel uniform depicting her own rank, before she rises from her pilot seat.

“I got many talents, but piloting does not seem to be one of them. If you could lend me a hand here, we will have to make a run really quick, there is a whole fighter squadron incoming!”

“Oh, and there's the pilot of this ship, he's still alive and we might want him for interrogation.”