Star Wars - Rebellion

[Mickerus]

"Well actually, Mr. Jokairo and I both started scanning frequencies after the firefight started. They were already in communication at that point; these troopers here are just standing around, so I doubt that they'll be communicating via comlink. I'll still give it a shot, though."

 

[maddmic]

"Sure kid. I can teach you how to shoot one of these things. As far as getting down to those troopers, it's pretty much up to you. I prefer to work alone, but this situation is proving to be out of the ordinary for me. What about using their com to ask for assistance? Perhaps we can get them to come to us if we make them think we're their comrades, or if we can make them think we're of importance to them."

 

[GruTheWanderer]

Oraltor speaks up, "I am prepared to go with Ryn, if need be. I doubt my shooting will match his, but I will do my best to keep my head down and frustrate their fire."

"I like Izon's idea. Let us identify their communication frequency and try to bluff them away from the vessel."

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Leo switches over to the frequency that the Stormtroopers of the previous evening were using. As he suspected however, they are not currently communicating with one another. Leo hears nothing but an open channel.

Andre pulls out the macrobinoculars and scans the scene in the valley below. It appears that the Stormtroopers are standing perimeter guard. They have blaster rifles in hand and are stationed around the ship so that at least one of them can see any approach to the ship at any time. The bodies are those of large humanoids, slightly larger than humans. There are four of them. They look like primative humans, wearing very little in the way of clothing. All four appear to be dead and have multiple blaster injuries on their bodies. The man at the back of the ship appears to be trying to fix something. He has a toolkit nearby and is currently working on something that sparks every few seconds.

OOC: I'll stop there. I realize that the current plan on the table is to call for help and see if the Stormtroopers can be lured away from the area but I'll wait until you all definitely decide to proceed that way.

 

[Catulle]

Calven kept his eyes focused on the yet-distant Imperial detachment, though he nodded when he heard the plan taking form.

"Like the man says, I think. That ship is likely our best chance to get offworld so far, and if the Imps have intercepted the primitives who were tailing our missing singer... Of course, that assumes that we are following the girl. Given the lack of other habitation, I feel comfortable taking that leap of faith."

He flipped the safety off the rifle, "If Leo opens the comm, are any of you even remotely familiar enough with Imperial military protocol to con them? My expertise is limited to the old republic strategic influences on proto-imperial cultures, I'm afraid."

 

[Calim]

"Hey, did we bring that helmet with us? If we are to call for help it might sound better over that then just out loud."

 

[maddmic]

Izon looks at the older man. "Yeah, I know how they act. I don't remember many things about my past, but then again there are some things that you can never forget. Although, if Leo cannot find the frequency it won't do us any good." That being said, he will take the helmet, or pull his own comlink out. Once the correct frequency is found, he will place his head in the helmet and try to contact the Imps.

OOC:
If there is no helmet, then he will use his comlink, and try to make it sound like it's in a helmet.

 

[dpdx]

"Okay, well, while you guys figure that out, maybe 'Raltor and I can start now on getting into position."

Ryn heads east (right) behind the ridge, making sure his profile doesn't come above the crestline. Looking to make sure Oraltor is with him, he runs as fast as he can go until he's roughly 100-120m away from the group.

He will go over the ridge at the spot with the most concealment, trying not to make any noise or present a target until he's at the edge of the clearing, and the rest of the group is ready to go.

Ryn's comlink is pinned to the inside collar of his jacket, with the volume adjusted so that he can hear it without it making too much noise, and speak into it at about a whisper and still be heard. It is set to the group's normal frequency. (Ryn wouldn't want to mess up the ruse by talking out of turn on the Imperial frequency.)

 

[Mickerus]

"Well, this is going to sound redundant, but I am programmed with standard communication protocols from just about every known sentient species, and this would include military as well as civilian protocols. I think I can fake a distress call via comlink, but the big question is if they will respond. You guys can get in position, and I'll try and send them some fake coordinates to send them right into our ambush..."

 

[dpdx]

Ryn chuckles into his comlink while running: "Yeah, but can you make a sound like a dying rancor? Nevermind. Just kidding!"