Star Wars: Tales of the Jedi

[possum]

The door hisses quietly as the pirates assigned to check out the room slowly enter. At the same time, Kestrel and Anariel ignite their blades and plunge them into the leading pirate's body. He barely has to time to utter a cry of surprise before his lifeless body falls to the ground.

You two have the surprise round. What happens to the two other pirates sent to check the building out?

 

[Shayuri]

Kestrel suppresses the urge to strike and instead holds her lightsaber forth towards the leftmost pirate.

"Drop your weapons and communicators and stay where you are!" she snaps at them. "Surrender and you will not be harmed!"

 

[possum]

After seeing their partner in crime being run through by two Jedi, the remaining three pirates stammer slightly before slowly undoing their belts. It isn't long before three blaster pistols and three vibroblades are tossed into the room with you.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yeshua moves from his hiding place to get a better look at the first pirate and be absolutly certain of his fate. He then turns to the other three. "Come in here. We do not with to cause you harm but we won't hesitate if you try anything foolish." Yeshua takes a good look at the other tree pirates as well.

 

[Shayuri]

Kestrel nods and edges out of the room and behind the pirates, using her lightsaber to herd the outlaws back inside for a little chat.

 

[possum]

The pirates cautiously move forward into the room, not wanting to meet the same fate as their friend. "We surrender!" one of them says.

 

[Dire Lemming]

(OOC: Can we get a basic description of these pirates? Species, Sex, any unusual traits?)

Yeshua nods, "Just remember that and there will be no problems. What is your purpose here?"

 

[Shayuri]

Kestrel looks them up and down, and closes the door behind her.

"Three pirates...three of us," she muses. "This gives me an idea."

She glances at Anariel. "What do you think? Will their clothes fit us?"

 

[Rhun]

Anariel looks over the pirates with an appraising eye, turning her lightsaber off as she does so. "They may just fit at that," she says.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Yeshua glances from Kestrel to Anariel. "What are you thinking?" he inquires.