Star Wars:Knights of the Old Republic

[Daiymo]

C8-22 stares at Joran's lightsaber and sputters."Why, why, yes sir, of course. Mr Vao said business associates may visit. He is not here at the present, but I shall be happy to show you to his room." The Duro behind the desk finally turns its attention from its datapad for a second to glance at the Jedi. Grunting something in its native tongue, the alien presses a button under the desk, opening a hidden door to the Jedi's right. The opening is oval about 2 meters wide, and 3 meters high.

"Ah, yes please follow me, sirs,"The droid says, shuffling through the opening into a brightly lit corridor."Mr. Vao's room is quite close." The corridor is grey green in color and extends in a straight line for 60 meters, dead ending to what appears to be a elevator door. Doors to individual rooms are set on either side of the corridor at intervals of 10 meters.

The protocol droid stops and looks back at the Jedi. "Room 104, third door on the right" it says helpfully, stiffly pointing in that direction. As the Jedi's gaze follows his arm they see that the indicated door is partly open. The rectangular door has slid open to the left a third of its one meter width, and a red light from a control panel on the wall next to the door blinks on and off in warning.

"Oh dear" C8-22 says mournfully, "It appears the control panel has malfunctioned. This most embarassing. I shall have to call maintenance at once."

 

[Starman]

Joran snorts. "Yeah, you go call your maintenance. We're not waiting."

He heads down the corridor to the indicated door. Who picked out these horrible colors, he thinks. It looks like Bantha puke.

 

[Douane]

* Always focused on just his lightsaber. * , Yun mentally sighs.


...


"Interesting. While I've met a few of Vao's kind on my travels with Master Tazaene, none of those ever adopted an 'open-door-policy'. In fact, I would expect someone of his ilk to take precautions against such 'accidental malfunctions'. I wonder what sight will be greeting us inside."

He follows Joran and Brasa towards the indicated room.

 

[garyh]

Brasa moved with his companions towards the open door. The Gungan kept his hand on his lightsaber, but waited to draw it. A Jedi musta not be bein' too speedy, or he'sa gonna be makin' de bombad mistakes, Brasa thought to himself.

 

[Daiymo]

The Jedi approach the door. Through the partly opened portal the room beyond is a void of darkness-the lights are off. The control panel on the wall next to the door continues of blink; the tiny words "door ajar" can be seen on the display above a slot meant for a cardkey.

As the three get close, the door senses the visitors and slides open swiftly to reveal a hovering sphere- a droid of some kind- just within the threshold of the darkened room,less than 3 meters away. The sphere has a single dark eye and four small claw like appendages hanging below its body. Mounted atop the sphere is a small blaster barrel, which swiftly turns in the Jedi's direction with a mechanical whirr.

The Jedi see the hovering object too late to react. The thing fires (d20 roll 5+1=6) and a red blaster bolt narrowly misses Brasa. The shot hits the opposite wall, leaving a ugly burn mark upon the wall.

C8-22 stops at the whine of the blaster. "Oh dear, we're doomed." it exclaims, hurriedly skittling back to the entry hall.

Initiative:
Brasa: 14
Joran 11
Yun 6
hovering sphere 5

 

[garyh]

Brasa will draw his light saber and engage in melee with the sphere.

 

[Starman]

"Finally!" Joran yells. He quick draws his lightsaber with a flourish and leaps into combat with the droid.

 

[Daiymo]

The Gungan attacks (d20=17+6=23, damage=16) The droid erupts in a shower of sparks; it wobbles, but remains hovering.

 

[Daiymo]

(OOC Jemal's beginning post)

The Twilight Cantina was a typical dive, much like those one would find on the outer rim. However, the Twilight was on Coruscant, which meant the drinks cost more. Otherwise there was little difference.

The cantina is an unremarkable rectangular space about 25x 25 meters. A pallor of smoke from spice hookahs hangs in the windowless, dark space. Glow rods set on the tables to the left of the large bar in the center of the room provided the only illumination. To the right of the bar, a row of booths lay hidden in the darkness. Music from a holovid band fills the cantina.

The cantinas patrons are a dozen Twi-leks, scattered around the various tables and booths. Behind the bar stands a muscular Zabrak in a greasy apron, his face bearing a bored expression.

Into this bar, a human woman enters, her arrival unoticed by the cantina's inhabitants.

 

[Douane]

* Aargh, why must it be a droid? *

Well aware that most of his trained skills won't be of use against the robotic sphere, Yun ignites his lightsaber and assumes the traditional guard stance of his chosen form.

While maneuvering into a more advantageous position, he does his best to not get into the way of his two companions who, as he has learned in the past year, well surpass him in the way of lightsaber combat.


[OoC: Yun uses Combat expertise to get +3 to defense (and -3 to attack) while he moves out from behind the two other to strike the droid.]