The Second K'ril Incursion (SW Saga, KotOR era) [IC]

[stonegod]

Tomalor will do his best with the cores, then.

 

[drothgery]

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"Oh, and when they are done here, you will tell us why they were here, yes?"

"I could be wrong about why they were here... I'm just extrapolating from behavior, but it seems to me that there's only one answer that makes sense." Martina said.

Tomalor, while Sianni was arguing with the Ijatsis, pulled the memory core from one of the droids and performed a bit of technical wizardry to connect it to its datapad. It didn't take long to find the droids general orders.

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The droids were programmed to capture Devan Ijatsi.
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[Douane]

It was situations like this that made Sianni wish for human hair if only to have eyebrows to raise in exasperation.

"There could also be Twi'lek girls better-looking than me but I'm probably wrong about that ... Come on, spit it out!"

 

[drothgery]

"I'd say they were programmed to grab Devan. They went all-out after me -- who they recognized as his bodyguard -- and our Jedi friend here -- who they percieved to be the most dangerous. And they never dropped him in a blast autofire, even when they had a good bead on him and some of you, which suggests someone wanted him alive." Martina said.

 

[stonegod]

Tomalor looks at his datapad a moment after examining one of the memory cores. He ducks his head the nods at Martina. "Martina-lady is right. Tomalor find orders. They want Ijatsi-man alive. Meaning there must of been means for them to deliver him."

Tomalor continues examining the core, looking for what they were supposed to do with Devan once captured. Send a signal to somewhere? Physically take him somewhere with a vessel? The Ithorian hoped to find answers.

 

[Douane]

"They went all-out after me -- who they recognized as his bodyguard [...] " Martina said.

At this point Sianni is "hit" by a coughing fit so bad that it continues throughout her speech and for a few moments afterwards till it stops just as abruptly again as she looks around. "What? Nobody gonna help a lady?"

"Anyway. So these guys had some seriously bad intel, hit the station early and left some welcoming present for your inspection? Man, this alone should tell you that you need to pick up some new habits. But your oh so capable bodyguard will surely be able to help with that problem. But the big question remains: What do you have in your brain that they want?"

 

[drothgery]

"Well, I doubt they'd need a good starship design engineer, and I'm a bit out of practice since I got into management. And while top tech management is a lot harder to find than most people think, I've never heard of anyone kidnapping a manager to run a project for them. Besides, although I suspect they could get me to answer some questions -- your Jedi friend might be able to say for sure, there -- but trying to get years of productive intellectual work out of a man after killing or severely injuring his wife --and they'd surely need to do that to grab me -- doesn't seem like a smart move to me.

"So I'm betting they grabbed some of our files or prototypes, and then realized they needed authorization from a senior executive to get past the security." He said.

 

[Shayuri]

Kacela nods slowly to herself as she looks around.

"Not only would they have had a way to get Devan off the station, they would destroy the station afterwards, I think. That could also be a contingency plan if the kidnapping attempt failed."

"Hawke, is our ship capable of jamming communications around the station? We should warn them to watch out for possible incoming ships as well."

She looks at the others. "If someone would care to work with the Ijatsis on retrieving the station's sensor records and logs from the time of the attack, that would be constructive. Devan, is there an access terminal near here?"

To Devan's comment she nods bleakly. "A sufficiently powerful Dark Side adept wouldn't need your cooperation to wring information from your mind," she says.

 

[Douane]

"So let me get this straight," Sianni shook her head in disbelief. "These guys build starfighters so advanced that you don't understand them but they can't slice past your security codes? That sounds as probable as a Hutt relay race.

Not to mention that entrusting the whole thing to some war-droids would be as sensible as inviting a Jedi at Rogga's birthday party - killing all the fun and likely to end in shooting, anyway. So," Sianni goes on as she looks around for security cameras covering the hangar, "where do we find the guy monitoring this action?"

 

[drothgery]

"So let me get this straight," Sianni shook her head in disbelief. "These guys build starfighters so advanced that you don't understand them but they can't slice past your security codes? That sounds as probable as a Hutt relay race.

"I take it you're not an expert in cryptography?" Devan said. "It's not hard to design encryption that requires several orders of magnitude more computing power to break than to encrypt. What we use would take years to break on the most powerful supercomputer we know about, at least according to my computer security team."

OOC: This is really true, at least with current algorithms and current computers.