Star Wars - Rebellion

[dpdx]

Ryn "Stiffler" Turiaf: Master of the Galaxy.

Ryn sits in the co-pilot chair in wide-eyed shock. Gradually, euphoria noticeably takes over as his face erupts into a wide-eyed grin.

Before the shuttle door opens, a loud "[color=sky blue]WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOO!!![/color]" can be heard from the cockpit, followed by the click that accompanies the unstrapping of the co-pilot's restraints. Soon, Ryn is wookiee-hugging the shuttle pilot, and with his face a mere microns away from the pilot's, begins to speak to him in a manner heretofore only noticed in glitterstim spice addicts:

"[COLOR=sky blue]That. Was. AWESOME!!![/COLOR]"

Shaking the pilot to help him out of the shock, Ryn releases the catch on the pilot's harness, and helps to lift him out of the chair.

Ryn briefly but thoughtfully considers his acceptance speech for the Rebel Alliance Order of Merit, but thinks the better of practicing it over the shuttle's comlink.

Glancing at Andre and Calven, still grinning from ear to ear, he wryly remarks, "You can thank me whenever you're ready."

Izon: Looking at each person in turn. "Do any of you know how to fight? Better yet, do any of you have a blaster of some type of weapon to defend yourselves?"

Ryn lifts his jacket just enough to show the blaster holsted to his right hip. "OH yeah. How 'bout you? You good to go?"

Ryn retreats to the passenger area to collect the rest of his things. As he stashes them away in his jacket, he pauses to pull out the datapad. Inserting a fresh cartridge, he pulls out the stylus and crafts an entry:

Personal Log: Rode luxury liner to Dantooine. Fell in deep, deep lust with Ewok-eyed musical sugarbaby while aboard. Sugarbaby then kidnapped by Imperial krayt-waste, who also sabotaged our planetside shuttle. On the way to rescue her, saved 10 {backspace, backspace} 15 Rebel operatives from certain death. Considering hand of sugarbaby in marriage as compensation.

As Ryn exited the shuttle, and was immediately confronted with the endless canopy of the verdant forests of the surface, those w/in 2m of him (or succeeding at a Listen check DC 15) could hear "Whoa... So this is what it looks like from the bottom."

 

[maddmic]

OOC:
That post was funny as hell. Makes it hard to play a character who is trying to be serious beyond serious. Good job on the post man!

IC:
Izon waits outside for that others and as Ryn emerges from the shuttle he nods to the kid. "Didn't mean to ignore you in there. Yeah, I'm good to go as far as protection. Anybody else coming?" As if to further state that he is well prepared, he unholsters his blaster and looks it over ensuring that it's fully charged.

 

[Catulle]

Calven retained a cool composure throughout, betrayed only by the wide-eyed gaze stark terror he kept riveted on the frontal viewscreen. He located a set of crash-restraints and hooked himself in when the canpoy came into clear sight. As the ship came to its final, juddering rest, he realised he had his eyes shut.

Ryn's exultations broke his mute contemplation of the end. And now I need a drink. He shrugged off the straps, and looked the young pilot up and down as he celebrated, "Nice work, kid. You want to be a little tighter on the rudder next time..." He broke into a grin and shrugged. "Okay, really - good flying." He ducked into the rearward compartmetn, picking up his kitbag and pausing to collect any gear he could see stowed for emergencies by the operators.

"Hey, Leo." He waved to the droid to get its attention focused again, "Do you reckon we should take out the beacon? If this crash wasn't accidental, whoever was responsible will want to make certain the job's finished." He gave a twitch of his neck towards the panels where the droid had been working, "Do you have any idea what happened back there?" Then, standing in the doorway with a view of the outside, he kitted himself out to take on the wilderness again, stowing as much gear as conveniently as possible about his person and settling his old service blaster pistol at his hip. Yes, Calven, just like old times...

 

[dpdx]

[Thanks! I felt inspired. Site went down, ate my post last night. Here it almost is, again.]

"Didn't mean to ignore you in there. Yeah, I'm good to go as far as protection. Anybody else coming?"

Ryn looks at the soldier. "Not a problem. I'm glad somebody's thinking ahead."

Ryn looks around some more at the forest, then stops, and turns back around, extending his hand to the soldier. "I don't think we've met, have we? Ryn Turiaf."

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: Nice post, dpdx. I was rolling when I read it!

IC:
The forest is quiet, save for the occassional sound of a bird or insect. The shuttle sits quietly where it came to rest, occassionally hissing with a bit of vented steam or gasses. The exterior is pretty battered from the descent through the trees. Upon initial examination, the explosion seems to have occurred inside the engines and was definitely not caused by an external shot from a weapon. The damage is extensive enough that it had to be some sort of bomb or explosive that caused it.

The trees nearby are huge, soaring to heights of over 100 feet. The underbrush is rather heavy and the trees press in close together, which looks to make travel slow going at best.

Aside from the PC's, the other passengers on the shuttle were the three band members (the bith, rodian and twi'lek), the human pilot and a human husband and wife pair of archeologists. The pilot is a bit shaken up by the hard landing, as are the husband and wife archeologists. The band members are in good shape, and are talking amongst themselves.

 

[dpdx]

While counting on his fingers, Ryn takes a mental inventory of the group and its resources: Okay, me, the professor, the droid, the band, the 'other' pilot, Mr. and Mrs. Tourism Brochure, the one with the cool voice, Izon and the kid makes, uhh... close enough. And we have... what? my blaster, Izon's weapons, Calven's armed, so's Andre, and... aw, sithspit! We're hosed!

[edit: a little hasty there. Must remember, give others a chance.]

 

[maddmic]

Izon looks at the outstretched hand. Reaching forward, he gives it a quick squeeze and shake and then he releases. "Name's Izon. Don't suppose you know your way around here? This is my first time planet side." With that he looks over the group quickly assembling outside. Turning to the pilot he asks, "Which way is our objective? Meaning did you have a chance to see any settlements while we were still airborn? I'm guessing that you're the one in the know. Point and I'll try to get us out of here." With that he waits for the pilot.

 

[Calim]

"Just because its happened to me before I would recommend those of us with comlink share our codes so if we get lost or seperated, or fall in some gigantic hole, we might be able to find one another."

Andre looks around at the area after saying this and thinks to ask "What about the radio onboard is it possibly salvageable?" With that he starts to step back inside waiting for an answer to the otherwise.

ooc if he is not told otherwise about the radio he will look for it and also to see if there is still some kind of computer link with somewhere he might be able to get help from

 

[dpdx]

Izon:"Name's Izon. Don't suppose you know your way around here..."

"Nah. I haven't even seen trees before, except on holovid. Not a lot of them in my part of the Maw, ya know."

Andre:"Just because its happened to me before I would recommend those of us with comlink share our codes so if we get lost or seperated, or fall in some gigantic hole, we might be able to find one another."

Andre looks around at the area after saying this and thinks to ask "What about the radio onboard is it possibly salvageable?" With that he starts to step back inside waiting for an answer to the otherwise.

"Aw, damn, I been meaning to get one of those," Ryn says, pointing at Andre's comlink. "You're Andre, right? Think I saw you at the show last night. There might be other things, like maybe a medikit, or something, that we can scavenge out of there, too. I'll help you look."

[Ryn will reenter the shuttle with Andre and will take 20 on a search check for portable, usable items therein, to include, but not be limited to: weapons, medikits, a portable radio, food rations.]

 

[Calim]

"Nice to meet you, btw great piloting back there." Andre looks at Ryn hand out stretched looking genuinely pleased to meet him.

When he gets to the computer he will try and see if it works he is going to look for info regarding the singer from last nite and the escape pod from today.

putting the slicing skill to wondrous use