Star Wars - Rebellion
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dpdx
Explorer
"I think we can make this work if we sleep in the corner and post guards at the hole during nighttime. We've certainly got enough people to handle the shifts..." Ryn indicates the hangar.
As Andre goes off to explore the other buildings, Ryn trails along behind him, blaster out. The previous festivities have made Ryn ever-vigilant, if not a touch paranoid, and he wants to make sure somebody has Andre's back.
After the exploring is done, Ryn takes out his datapad, checks to make sure the same datacard is inserted as before, and crafts an additional entry:
Good thing Izon took me with him; soldiers apparently don't fight very well. He got shot, and I finished off all the stormtroopers for him. They're eel food now, and we've got three new blaster rifles. And Izon's got an owie the size of a translator droid on his left side. I patched it up, and he's pretty tough, so he'll be good as new pretty soon.
But at least he WENT ALONG.
The others hung back. Oh, well: I guess they don't want to marry the singer.
Heroic acts deserve heroic rewards, Vesh'u used to say.
[edit: Hey, DM! Haven't you got another post to make?
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As Andre goes off to explore the other buildings, Ryn trails along behind him, blaster out. The previous festivities have made Ryn ever-vigilant, if not a touch paranoid, and he wants to make sure somebody has Andre's back.
After the exploring is done, Ryn takes out his datapad, checks to make sure the same datacard is inserted as before, and crafts an additional entry:
Good thing Izon took me with him; soldiers apparently don't fight very well. He got shot, and I finished off all the stormtroopers for him. They're eel food now, and we've got three new blaster rifles. And Izon's got an owie the size of a translator droid on his left side. I patched it up, and he's pretty tough, so he'll be good as new pretty soon.
But at least he WENT ALONG.
The others hung back. Oh, well: I guess they don't want to marry the singer.
Heroic acts deserve heroic rewards, Vesh'u used to say.
[edit: Hey, DM! Haven't you got another post to make?
]
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Catulle
Hero
With the whole rag-tag band together again, and somewhere it looked like they weren't going to be ambushed within moments, Calven permitted the tension in his shoulders to slacken off a little. Some field trip this is.
"Hmm. If we can rig something to trap the light inside, we should probably start a fire going; I'm not sure how cold it gets, and I for one would rather we didn't find out the hard way." He looked to Izon, running an eye over the soldier's wounds, "You look like you could do with the heat, actually."
As Andre left, Ryn hot on his heels, the ex-professor nodded. Too risky to be out alone after that, they could be anywhere nearby. He picked up one of the rifles; standard-issue, a modern iteration of an old standby. The more things change the more they stay the same, huh? He turned it over and over, scanning for serial numbers, tracking devices; anything the Imps could use to locate the expedition in the night.
"Say, you didn't keep a helmet or two, did you Izon? Leo and Andre could like as not try listening in on the 'troopers frequencies with a little jury-rigging. There's not much that pair can't do with tech, if they're afforded the time." Don't know if we've got that much, though...
"Hmm. If we can rig something to trap the light inside, we should probably start a fire going; I'm not sure how cold it gets, and I for one would rather we didn't find out the hard way." He looked to Izon, running an eye over the soldier's wounds, "You look like you could do with the heat, actually."
As Andre left, Ryn hot on his heels, the ex-professor nodded. Too risky to be out alone after that, they could be anywhere nearby. He picked up one of the rifles; standard-issue, a modern iteration of an old standby. The more things change the more they stay the same, huh? He turned it over and over, scanning for serial numbers, tracking devices; anything the Imps could use to locate the expedition in the night.
"Say, you didn't keep a helmet or two, did you Izon? Leo and Andre could like as not try listening in on the 'troopers frequencies with a little jury-rigging. There's not much that pair can't do with tech, if they're afforded the time." Don't know if we've got that much, though...
maddmic
Explorer
Izon also picks up one of the blaster rifles and checks it's power meter. Turning to Calven, he replies. "I didn't pick one of their helmets up. Ryn may have, but I was a bit more worried about those white bodies being a becon to anybody looking for a fallen comrade. As for the heat, I would most definately like it for a little bit. Although, I would prefer to be out of it's light range once we start taking watches and bedding down for the night. It messes up my sight in the darkness and my depth perception."
OOC:
Izon will take whatever watch he needs to. He will holster his heavy blaster pistol and use the rifle primarily as it has a greater range.
OOC:
Izon will take whatever watch he needs to. He will holster his heavy blaster pistol and use the rifle primarily as it has a greater range.
Mickerus
First Post
"Come now, Izon, you're wounded. Complete, uninterrupted rest will be much better for you than taking a watch. And I would also like to point out that I was freshly recharged before we left the Celestial. In fact, I have approximately 84 hours of continous operation left before I'll begin to suffer detrimental effects. I can keep watch the entire night if everybody would rather rest. In the meantime, if one of you would bring me one of the trooper's helmets, I can check their com-links to see what other frequencies they're set to. From there, it would be a simple matter for me to set up a routine to regularly scan through each of those frequencies, and I can monitor..."
Leo continues rambling on like this to whoever is still listening by now.
Leo continues rambling on like this to whoever is still listening by now.
Toric_Arthendain
Explorer
OOC: Not sure if any of the stormtrooper armor was saved or if it was all tossed into the river. maddmic and dpdx? Did you guys intend to keep any of it or toss it into the river with the bodies?
IC:
Andre and Ryn make a quick loop around the ruins. It doesn't take long to determine that the ruins are the remains of a rebel base that was apparently abandoned and has fallen into the ruins of disuse. The various buildings are all in varying states of decay. There are the two buildings that are the remains of barracks, one that was a control center of some sort, the hangar, an armory, a badly damaged ion cannon, and other things of that sort. During the search, no one else is spotted in the area.
Meanwhile, back at the hangar, while the area is being secured, Calven spots some tracks that lead away from the back of the hangar. They appear to head north from the ruins, paralleling the river. The tracks seem to be made by two human sixed people wearing hiking type boots. One set of the feet is smaller than the other and makes shallower prints in the ground.
IC:
Andre and Ryn make a quick loop around the ruins. It doesn't take long to determine that the ruins are the remains of a rebel base that was apparently abandoned and has fallen into the ruins of disuse. The various buildings are all in varying states of decay. There are the two buildings that are the remains of barracks, one that was a control center of some sort, the hangar, an armory, a badly damaged ion cannon, and other things of that sort. During the search, no one else is spotted in the area.
Meanwhile, back at the hangar, while the area is being secured, Calven spots some tracks that lead away from the back of the hangar. They appear to head north from the ruins, paralleling the river. The tracks seem to be made by two human sixed people wearing hiking type boots. One set of the feet is smaller than the other and makes shallower prints in the ground.
Catulle
Hero
Calven gave a shrug at Izon's response and stared out into the gathering gloom. "Well, we can ask the kid when he gets back and even if he hasn't, I still have the old frequency logged in my comm. Let's hope they don't switch codes, right?"
Flexing his shoulders to arrest the onset of cramp, he finally quit his scrutiny of the trooper's rifle, satisfied for the time being that the thing wasn't bugged, rigged to blow or any of the thousand unpleasant things he had envisaged.
"I should stretch my legs some more..." As he ambled around to the rear of their makeshift camp, Calven froze in his tracks, crouching to examine the boot prints. He gestured behind him for one of the others to come closer, eyes intent on the exidence before him.
"I didn't think Ryn and Andre left this way... In fact, I'm sure of it. Which gives us two folks headed north from here - our missing singer and her companion. I don't fancy their chances too highly on their own at night, unless they've skills we don't appreciate. Reckon we should send a team out, or camp up?"
Flexing his shoulders to arrest the onset of cramp, he finally quit his scrutiny of the trooper's rifle, satisfied for the time being that the thing wasn't bugged, rigged to blow or any of the thousand unpleasant things he had envisaged.
"I should stretch my legs some more..." As he ambled around to the rear of their makeshift camp, Calven froze in his tracks, crouching to examine the boot prints. He gestured behind him for one of the others to come closer, eyes intent on the exidence before him.
"I didn't think Ryn and Andre left this way... In fact, I'm sure of it. Which gives us two folks headed north from here - our missing singer and her companion. I don't fancy their chances too highly on their own at night, unless they've skills we don't appreciate. Reckon we should send a team out, or camp up?"
dpdx
Explorer
Ryn saunters back to base with Andre, only to be met by questioning stares from Izon and Calven: "What?"
Upon being asked about the stormtrooper gear, Ryn looks pensive for a second, then walks over and reaches behind a rock to come up with one of the helmets. Cradling it like a lost Jedi artifact, he hands it carefully to the professor, accompanied by such a lecture as only a 19-year-old space punk can deliver, tongue firmly in cheek:
"This, is mine. Use it however you need, but I'm saving it for a certain former Wookiee crewmate with a predilection for headgear. If anything happens to it, you answer to her when this is over. What you hold in your hands, Professor Jokairo, is the last surviving possession of my first dead gnarkhreiwee*, so it holds inestimable sentimental value."
*Noghri term for stormtrooper, loosely translated as "wafflehead."
Upon being asked about the stormtrooper gear, Ryn looks pensive for a second, then walks over and reaches behind a rock to come up with one of the helmets. Cradling it like a lost Jedi artifact, he hands it carefully to the professor, accompanied by such a lecture as only a 19-year-old space punk can deliver, tongue firmly in cheek:
"This, is mine. Use it however you need, but I'm saving it for a certain former Wookiee crewmate with a predilection for headgear. If anything happens to it, you answer to her when this is over. What you hold in your hands, Professor Jokairo, is the last surviving possession of my first dead gnarkhreiwee*, so it holds inestimable sentimental value."
*Noghri term for stormtrooper, loosely translated as "wafflehead."
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