[SWSE] Strike hard for the Adamant!

[grufflehead]

'Master Kota?' says Z3R0, 'might we requisition some supplies before we leave? It would be most unfortunate if my meagre skills were unable to allow us access to any key areas on the planet so perhaps it would be prudent to have a few items which might assist...'.

OOC: A few small explosive charges, couple of spare power cells, a security kit?

Turning to the other Jedi master, the droid continued 'if I might make a suggestion sir? If you have those plans of the area we will be entering, perhaps if I were to upload them to my system, I could have the technicians fit me with a holoprojector. That way, we would be able to refer to them on the ground if required?'.

Again, his head swivelled stiffly between the two men waiting for a response.

 

[fireinthedust]

Kota speaks to the Jedi and non-clone members of the party Feel free to upload the data into your droid, though any holo-projector modifications will need to wait until after this first mission. Prepare whatever kits you need, but mobility is key here: don't weigh yourselves down, and pay attention to weight. This is a simple assault, weapons and explosives should be enough, and you'll need to problem-solve on the ground. Don't try to carry anything you could possibly use. The Force should do for the Jedi, leaving the rest of the group to use explosives and other gear.

 

[Padreigh]

"Will do, Master Kota", Gareth confirms and sets off to see the quartermaster, once the senior Jedi adjourns the meeting.

He will grab some less conspicous clothes from his quarters and get an utility belt as well as a blaster pistol with two reserve energy packs from the quartermaster. "Of course we have the Force, but it never hurts to have an emergency plan as well", he thinks, another saying of his master.

 

[possum]

Chase nods his head at General Kota's instructions. "I understand, sir," he says, knowing full well that it wasn't him that the Jedi answered the question to.

 

[fireinthedust]

You get back to your quarters. I mean you plural: you're all in the same room! You're in crew quarters, a set of six bunks set into the walls with ladders to get up to them. There are lockers against one wall with all the equipment you'll need for this mission. (ie: tell me what you're reasonably going to bring with you)

ooc: feel free to interact.

 

[Rainmar]

Khor listens as members of strike team talk and watches each one of them. His gaze stops for longer as he watches each of the men who appear to be Jedi. He's not sure how to approach those men...and hopes they will not be weaving their lightsabers too cloose to him.

Some of them has touched important subjects, but the problem with contact can be easily resolved if we have a Jedi with them, he shivered as he remembered some street tales of Jedi messing with brains of their enemies.
Still, he was concerned how they will get to their targeted area. They will have to immediatly leave the landing zone and it's safe to assume that robots will immediatly know that someone has landed on the planet. He doesnt know how long will be route to sewer entance, but he expects enemy to be close. And then sewers...in his dictionary it figures under traps/ambush. He will need some equipment to counter it.

"Commander, as time is essential during this mission, I plan on being a forward scout. I hope to manouver our team to sewers to not waste time on encounters and in sewers...well, lets just say I expect the worst. If such idea would be accepted, might I ask for requisition of nightgoggles and camoufalge net in this plaent's terrain hue's?"

"That would be all Sir, I will now go back to our quater's and study terrain and city maps. Am I dissmissed?"

 

[fireinthedust]

Khor: Kota nods. You'll find all the data stored in your communicators in your lockers, along with all your equipment. Take whatever else you feel you need. Dismissed.

You find the quarters assigned to you. The rest of the group is there.

 

[grufflehead]

Metallic steps clunked along the corridor, before the turbo door buzzed open and Z3R0 entered the barracks room. Having visited the quartermaster to requisition several pieces of equipment, the battered protocol droid watched as the Jedi and other operatives went through rehearsed routines: checking gear; muttering silent prayers; getting ready for combat. If he felt left out, it would have been difficult to tell; his metallic face was incapable of displaying human emotions (or those of other species for that matter).

Although he had a 'bunk' assigned, the droid walked in his characteristically stiff-legged gait to one side of the room, where there was a computer terminal set into the wall. He bent forward from the waist, and swung his right arm down in a mechanical motion. When his right 'hand' was just above the terminal, the end knuckle of what would equate to the right middle finger popped open, and a small interface cable appeared. He plugged it into the computer, and straightened a little. After a few moments, the cable was retracted, and the end of the 'finger' snapped back into place.

Turning so he faced the others in the room, Z3R0 announced 'sirs, I now have the terrain and tactical data uploaded', his vocabulator flashing in time with the 'speech'. He continued 'as well as my protocol functions, I have been trained in computer operations; is there any other information you would like me to retrieve for you prior to planetary insertion?'. His eyes flashed, almost as a human might blink, as his head turned to take in the rest of the team.

OOC: Requisitioned gear: 3 pieces of detonite (0.3 kg), timer (0.1 kg), 2 power packs (0.2 kg), Datapad (0.3 kg), comlink (0.1 kg) - all fitted into internal smuggling compartment

 

[fireinthedust]

As Z3R0 says this, the group feels the lurch of the Cruiser as it goes into hyper space; this comes a moment after Master Rahm Kota's Cruiser likewise jumps into hyperspace, the two cruisers bound for the offensive on Urmas. The ship hums as it slides through the cloudy-blue tunnel the stars meld into at these speeds.

You all know you have one hour to get your things and get to the pod in the hanger bay, before the battle starts. The plan is that as the ship takes damage, your section will be ejected along with "debris", to fall through the atmosphere without attracting attention... or enemy fire. Once the battle starts, it will be too late to bring anything with you.


[sblock=ooc] Okay, you can wander the ship and ask questions, or you can skip ahead to the pod and we'll jumpstart this sucker.

What'll it be, folks?

((oh, and Rahm Kota had a militia *according to the records*, but they had to get from place to place. Who's to say he didn't also have a ship? Or that these missions were run by him and Master Uv? Amirite? Exactly.))[/sblock]

 

[Padreigh]

Having changed into simple black trousers, boots, a grey shirt and a black jacket, Gareth sits crosslegged on his bunk , briefly checking every piece of equipment he picked up. He then collects his equipment, safely fastens everything and sets off to the pods.

[sblock] Final list of equipment: Utiliyy belt, blaster pistol w/ 2 spare energy packs (attached to belt), lightsabre (attached to belt, neatly hidden by pouches), camo cloak in terrain's main hue (probably city camo)[/sblock]