Star Wars - Rebellion

[maddmic]

Izon seems to relax a bit. "Well, it would seem that they've given us the opportunity to try and escape. We have to put as much ground between us and that landing party. Let's get the singer on this litter and move out as soon as we can."

OOC:
Izon will suggest to move in the opposite direction of the crash.

 

[dpdx]

"We have to put as much ground between us and that landing party. Let's get the singer on this litter and move out as soon as we can."

After pilfering the stormtrooper, Ryn returns to the mausoleum just in time to hear the last part of what the soldier has to say. "And go where? I don't know the first thing about this friggin' planet. Now that we've got her, we can't go back to the Celestial. This planet seems like it's crawling with gnarkrheiwee, and they're even massacring civilians!" A small tear escapes Ryn's eye.

[Using a new color for dialogue - should be a little easier to read.]

 

[Calim]

"THE ONLY SITH FORSAKEN WAY OFF THIS PLANET IS DEAD."

After long 72 hours Andre bursts and as he is yelling he slowly drops his voice as a light seems to appear behind his eyes. He runs over to the trooper and starts trying to see if the rest of the stormtrooper armor fits and starts putting it on.

 

[maddmic]

Izon looks to the group and replies sternly. "Does it really matter where we're going? As long as we're away from here and they can't find us, that'll suit me. If you all are willing to give up, that's fine by me. I'm not the giving up type and believe that I can survive on my own. So if you all wish to stay here and let them catch you, so be it. As for me, I'm jettesing this place as fast as I can and I don't plan on returning." He then gets a more serious look on his face and continues. "Now, if you're concerned about knowledge of this planet, I'm sure we can find people to help us out. We've seen evidence of natives and there has to be some sort of space port on this rock since people come here often. The galaxy is crawling with enemies of the Empire, some of whom I thought were here in my presence. I'm guessing that may not be the case any longer? Or are there enemies here only when it's convenient and easy, but not when the going gets tough?" That being said, he begins to work on the litter dilligently and prepares himself to leave on his own if necessary.

OOC:
Have fun with this post ya'll

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: I'm gonna wait one more day before I move things forward. I want to give Gru and Catulle a chance to post and I want you all to have time to continue discussing what you want to do next. Despite the graveness of the situation, there ARE options, one of which was mentioned by Izon. So feel free to talk things over, hopefully Gru and Catulle will post and then I'll move things forward in the next day or so.

 

[GruTheWanderer]

Oraltor is silent for several moments, then speaks, "Izon is right. While we live, there is hope. While we breathe, the Empire will know fear. While we struggle, the Force grows stronger within us."

OOC: I concur on the direction as well. Move away from the crash.

 

[dpdx]

Ryn fixed Izon with a look as if the soldier were a steaming pile of bantha dung.

"So okay then, smart guy, if you don't like THIS particular cover from which to pick off gnarkrheiwee, the question stands, WHERE would be the superior tactical position, O Grand Stinking Ex-Moff of the Imperial Infantry?

Must be great to go a whole day planetside without actually paying ATTENTION to what has been going on, huh, Izon? Does anybody here look like they've given up? Huh? Or maybe there's a smoldering hole in your ****ing back from one of the 'traitors' in our midst? You're the retired Stormtrooper, YOU tell US! This ought to be just great...

If anything, I think we'd like to pick a direction to go in, so as not to run straight into a place with no cover, or right on top of the nearest working Imperial garrison. But in the meantime, why don't you loosen up the armor, so the oxygen can get to your brain? I think we've been through the s**t today, if you don't mind, and some of us would like to recoup just long enough to THINK ABOUT THIS!!"

Ryn snatches the nearest blaster rifle, and then begins to draw a rough map of previous locations, directions of Imperial shuttle runs, etc., on the dusty, dirty floor of the barracks.

[Roll any knowledge checks you think would apply, Toric, but the idea is to make as educated a guess as possible as to where the best defense could be made in the vicinity.]

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: I don't want to push this along until all the roleplaying opportunities are spent here. I'm certain maddmic/Izon will want to reply to Ryn. If anyone has anything to add, feel free. I'll post in a day or two to move things along.

 

[maddmic]

Izon glares back at the youngster. "First off, I was not in the infantry. Secondly, my uncle is the Moff in the family. But to answer your question a bit more directly, I don't think that this is the best place to defend oursleves. It's too open for starters. We may be able to fend off the FIRST landing party, but we'll be hard pressed to take out their re-enforcements. We should move to the forest, or try to locate some of the locals in order to see if they can assist us in saving our skin. But like I said, I'm not here to boss or lead people. I've decided what I'm doing you all must decide how best to help that girl and how best to keep her out of the Empire's hands." Izon resumes gathering his thinga and helping with the litter for the singer as best he can.

 

[Calim]

Andre still trying to fit armor in places will speak up through the vocalizer of the helmet, he was not thinking anyone would here him but the vocalizer picked it up,"Well let's just hope we don't end up like the locals that we have already met today."