The Star Wars Iconic Characters: Out of the Jungle.

[Pbartender]

|...Of course there are...| the ship's computer replies in the engineer's place, disdainful of a humanoid who can't be bothered to look up the ship's capabilities for herself. |...You don't expect me to rely on the ship's crew to keep me up and running at peak efficiency, do you? As it is, they can hardly use the refreshers on their own without calling to their mothers for help...|

In the cockpit, Rorworr closes in on the corvette that has placed itself directly in his flight path. The wookiee suddenly realizes that he hasn't yet entered any hyperspace course into the navicomp...

As Dorn's pair of concussion missiles near the pirate ship, red darts of energy converge on the orange streaks. The small targets are too fast for the corvette's point defenses, and both missiles splash into the shields with blinding double flash of light.

 

[Arani Korden]

|...Of course there are...| the ship's computer replies in the engineer's place, disdainful of a humanoid who can't be bothered to look up the ship's capabilities for herself.

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..You don't expect me to rely on the ship's crew to keep me and running at peak efficiency, do you? As it is, they can hardly use the refreshers on their own without calling to their mothers for help...|

"I don't suppose you could send a droid or two down to the cargo bay, then, Mr. Spaceship?"

 

[Rorworr]

There are few phrases in any language that Emtee doesn't know, but the one Rorworr snarls as he starts stabbing buttons on the navicomp is strange even to the droid's audio sensors. Which is probably a good thing...

"How stupid can I be? Someone want to give me a hand over here?" he yells at the rest of the crew.

 

[Pbartender]

"I don't suppose you could send a droid or two down to the cargo bay, then, Mr. Spaceship?"

|...Didn't your mother teach you any manners? The least you can do is say 'please'. Would it really pain you that much to show a little courtesy to a computer?...|

~~~

The enemy corvette grows ominously in the forward viewport as the Pathfinder draws closer. Now with a better view, Rorworr finally realizes what was so unusual about the pirate ship's profile... Where the forward cargo bay doors should be just underneath its bridge, the enormous barrel of an ion cannon juts out of a great bulge in the corvette's hull. The cannon looks almost big enough to be used as a planetary defense gun.

OOC: Rorworr, are there any particular coordinates you are aiming for?

 

[Kelko]

Inside the bacta suit, his breathing amplified and echoing back at him within the hollow shell Kelko waits in darkness. A nervous itch starts at the end of his snout, but now strapped in as he is, all he can do is twitch and writhe uncomfortably.

"Sen? You out there, Sen? What's going on? What's this about bacta rejection?"

 

[Arani Korden]

|...Didn't your mother teach you any manners? The least you can do is say 'please'. Would it really pain you that much to show a little courtesy to a computer?...|
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"My apologies. I'm very worried, and I'm afraid I may have taken it out on you.

I need to move enough bacta into the sickbay to help my friend. If you have a spare labor droid available, could you please send it to the cargo bay to help me?"

Diplomacy +13.

 

[Pbartender]

|...There, now. That wasn't so bad, was it? I've woken Forwon and Sicksoh for you, and they are already on their way to assist...|

~~~

A handful red darts shoot from the Corvette, as her laser cannons begin to take raging shots on the Pathfinder.

Rorworr frantically juggles the flights controls and the navicomp, desperately trying to figure out where they are so he can plot a hyperjump out.

OOC: Where to Wookiee?

 

[Arani Korden]

|...There, now. That wasn't so bad, was it? I've woken Forwon and Sicksoh for you, and they are already on their way to assist...|

"Thank you very much."

Arani turns to the others.

"Kel, Sen, Valara, I'm off to collect some bacta. Nobody die while I'm gone, okay?"

And she heads off to the cargo bay.

 

[Shalimar]

"Who are Forwon and Sicksoh if I may ask?" inquires Valara curiously, following in Arani's pattern of being polite.

"Perhaps I could assist them?" asks Valara as she follows Arani back to the bacta.

 

[Rorworr]

Sorry, been kind of AFK over the last few days, but I'm back now.

Rorworr is plotting a course to whatever Republic-loyal system will take the shortest time to calculate. He's not too bothered about the target, just so long as it's away from here...