Star Wars - Rebellion

[Toric_Arthendain]

After scavenging items from the site of the battle, the group sets out for the crash site with Ryn in the lead. Ryn is joined a short time later by Calven and a conversation between the two ensues.

Two solid hours of walking later bring the group to within site of the crash of the Imperial Light Cruiser. It lies about half a kilometer inside the same forest where the group's shuttle crashed the day before.

When the group arrives, the wreckage is still smoking. From a distance of 100 meters, the ship appears to be nothing more than a ball of twisted metal. It no longer resembles a ship of any kind. Moving in for a closer look, the remains of the cockpit can be clearly seen. Hanging half in and half out of the cockpit, the body of the Imperial that the group had recently exchanged fire with can be seen. He is obviously dead. Miraculously, it appears he managed to bring the ship down while keeping the front half of it from being twisted beyond recognition. The area just behind the cockpit is largely intact.

OOC: What items did you guys take from the troopers? Andre was able to get a breastplate removed from one of the suits of armor and a helmet before you left. Did you guys take the blaster rifles? There were five of them.

 

[Calim]

OOC Andre is wearing the breast plate hoping it might soften some of the imapcts of future weapons. And Andre picked up 2 rifles to use the power packs out of but he will not make them useless until he has to.

 

[Catulle]

Calven nodded to Ryn's deduction. "Does it show so much?" He allowed himself a narrow smile "But that was a long time ago, after the Empire cut intersteller exploration down to next-to-nothing and before they removed impolitic items from the academies. Along with those who taught them..."

His grin broadened as the younger man related his educational experience. "There is nothing like travel to set the mind to work, kid. Nothing like it in the galaxy. Every little excursion's a field trip, somethng lying just around each corner, waiting to be rediscovered." Enthusiasm swelled in his voice as he spoke, though he was careful to keep his eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced air and his voice low.


OOC - Calven would likely just have filched a spare power pack from a trooper's gun, rather than carry the whole thing if that's good by everybody?

 

[dpdx]

[Ryn still has the original stormtrooper helmet from his first dead gnarkrheiwee. Other than that, events conspired to prevent Ryn from looting anything else off the bodies.]

Ryn smiled as Calven spoke. "One of these days, I wouldn't mind going to a good Alliance school. But I've still got some unfinished business out in the Maw, and I'm hoping that once that's over with, I can settle down to a peaceful life moisture-farming, or something. But as long as there's an Empire, I'm still in the fight."

As they happen onto the wreckage, a couple of hours later, Ryn sees the Imperial Officer, obviously dead, and wanders over to him. Once at the corpse, Ryn will rifle through the body, scrounging any items that would be of use on the stay.

"Oh, bantha tracks, I just thought of something. Perhaps we can get these comms working long enough to communicate with our ship! Let them know we're okay, and everything. Does that sound like a plan?"

 

[maddmic]

OOC:
Izon too would've taken a powerpack from one of the rifles.

IC:
As they come upon the wreckage, Izon slings the rifle over his shoulder and pulls his pistol. Nodding to Ryn as he rifles through the dead officer, the soldier begins to use his training and cautiously looks for a way to enter the craft. Once inside, he will look for the woman that they are to rescue and aid her if she is hurt in any way.

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: The items (powerpacks, etc.) that everyone wanted to scavenge from the Stormtroopers is cool with me.

IC:
Ryn begins searching the body of the dead Imperial but other than his holstered blaster pistol, he has nothing on his person of interest.

Izon moves cautiously around the wreck trying to find a safe way inside the somewhat intact area behind the cockpit. Eventually he finds a jagged hole to climb through, being careful not to cut himself on the metal.

Inside, he quickly locates the singer, shackled to a chair. She is alive, but barely. Her breathing is shallow, her right arm is broken and she looks battered and bruised. Given the way she is restrained and the debris inside the ship, she could be suffering from internal injuries.

 

[maddmic]

Izon goes back to the hole and yells to the group. "The singer's in here. She's hurt bad. Probably beyond the help of a med kit." That being said, he'll go back to her side. He begins to talk to her trying to find out where the pain is. "Where's it hurt? Besides the arm, where's the pain at?"

 

[dpdx]

Ryn bolts upright at the revelation.

Hope, guilt, worry, and joy vie for prominence all at once among his feelings.

Ryn grabs the blaster pistol from the corpse of the officer, then for no good reason but his own, picks the body up by its head and slams it against the bulwark.

Softly, he murmurs to it... "If she dies, I send fifty of you sons of whores to the Void to avenge her..."

Steeled with resolve, he walks to the hole and crawls gingerly through it. He lays eyes on the subject of his dreams, and a tear escapes.

"By my father..."

After a few seconds, he gains his composure. He straightens up, and looks to Izon, trying extremely hard not to sound frenetic.

"Where's comms? We have to get comms working. Maybe we can contact our ship and get them to send a medic down here. Maybe they stashed a bacta suit somewhere. I'll go look."

And indeed he does, leaving the hole as gingerly as he came, and searching what remains of the ship for any kind of first aid, but especially a bacta suit.

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Izon quickly determines that the singer is falling in and out of conciousness from her injuries. She does not answer his question but it is obvious that she is suffering from multiple injuries. A medpac might stabilize her.

Ryn begins searching the ship and doesn't find a bacta suit but he does find half a dozen medpacs. There are also other supplies but he is mostly interested in the life-saving ones at the moment. After finding the medpacs, he returns them to Izon and then begins trying to find out if the ship comms have survived. Within a few minutes he has determined that they were destroyed in the crash.

 

[maddmic]

Izon cracks open one of the medpacs and begins working on the singer's injuries. As he works, he calls out to Ryn. "Hey kid, the comm working? Great job on finding the medpacs."