An Order Unfulfilled [IC]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Opening Crawl (http://www.starwars.com/games/playnow/crawl_creator/index.jsp?cs=skgxbwkg95)

Only a small canyon and a large contingent of CIS troops stands between the Republic strike force and a possible end to the war. Jedi Masters Aeron, Da'car, Vahn, Vookto, Zhee, and Zian stand hidden in a small clearing with two padawans--Dorn Tlo, a Kel Dor, and Kriss Binta, a Nautolan--as well as a platoon from the 327th Clone Battalion, forty-three clones strong including its clone commander, ARC Commander Niner. The enemy force seems oblivious to their presence, and the Jedi Masters are currently together with Niner listening to reports from their scouts. Master Vahn was a late and quite unofficial addition to the mission, but the other Masters have worked with Niner and his platoon before at various times, and he has expressed his appreciation for being chosen to execute this last mission with them.

A short distance to the east, Master Plo Koon prepares to lead a squadron of ARC-170s from the 7th Sky Corps in an attack on the bridge city ahead to cover the ground assault. During their briefing, the Kel Dor Council member's familiar presence reaches out to the Jedi Masters in the Force: My squadron is prepared to launch on your signal, Masters, and let us hope that this will be the last time it is required to do so. May the Force be with us all. Koon out.

As the briefing concludes, the group gathers around a holoprojector to discuss what the best approach to their target would be. A few minutes later, the plan of attack decided, the Jedi and clones move out toward the bridge. With the aid of the Force, the enemy battalion ahead will fall; if all goes according to plan, so will their leaders inside. And, if it is the will of the Force, the entire Confederacy will topple in turn. The war that has claimed the lives of many Jedi and even more clone troopers could very well end in just a few minutes more....

This is the in-character thread for the An Order Unfulfilled SWSE game; the out-of-character thread is here. Head over to the OOC thread to check in, and once everyone's ready we'll start. In the meantime, feel free to post in-character chatter, character descriptions, and the like.

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

After being his master for five years Arah Zhee has gotten very good at keeping a close eye on Dorn Tlo without - and here is the important part - actually looking like she is watching him at all.

The boy (he was well into adulthood, but Arah's mind simply couldn't wrap around that fact just yet) had seen far more than she had while she was a Padawan and learned most of what he was taught (which is all any of us can hope for). If he performed admirably today, which she had no doubt he would, she would likely suggest to the council that he be promoted to knighthood. He wouldn't be the only one. Knighting ceremonies had reduced to just a trickle during the war. Many masters didn't want to release their Padawans if it meant they would have to fight in battle alone, regardless of whether they would have been considered ready during more peaceful times. It was sentimental, but the bond between Master and Padawan was one of the few Jedi were allowed, and it was cherished. After the war Arah had no doubt there would be a sudden flood of Knighting ceremonies - to make official what had, for many, been true for years.

They would also have to deal with Chancellor Palpatine. The council was worried about it. They were too smart to not notice that he had steadily gained power during the course of this war and might not want to give it up. They were prepared to intercede, temporarily of course, if he tried to stay in office after the treaties were signed. They should have been insisting on his resignation after the war as a condition of their service, because their use (and therefore leverage) would diminish as soon as it was over, but the council didn't. Arah didn't understand why - which was, perhaps, why she wasn't on the council herself.

But those were thoughts for later, and the battle was now. Arah's first job was to get herself and her padawan through it.

[A'den]

Jedi Master Tripp Aeron


Tripp pulled back the hood of his robe as he looked up hearing Plo-Koon's telepathic well wish in his head he returned feelings of readiness and hope. Today was a grand day it would soon mark the end of the CIS and bring a quick end to the strife that plagued the Galaxy these last years. Still something wasn't quite right.

The tall broad shouldered man shifted his stance near the holoprojector running a hand through his blond locks that hung free around his shoulders it had been years since it was bound in the knot of a Padawan but each time the wind blew through it brought a sense of confidence and freedom to the Master. Steely gray eyes turned towards his companions a few like him still favored the traditional robes of the Jedi which he was glad to see, more and more Knights lately seemed to embracing roles more as Warlords than leaders. The moment a general or admiral put down his comlink and picked up his lightsaber he became just another Soldier. Though some seemed worth their weight as 10 or 100 Soldiers.

Tan and brown robes billowed for a moment in the breezy air of Cato Nemoidia Tripp cocked his head to it almost listening to the breeze instead he was sizing the rest of the Masters and Knights up. Almost all had seen more than few scraps, all except one. Jedi Master Ekaterina Vahn was not a presence Tripp had expected to see ever again, though not an unwelcome one. Her presence brought back memories that Tripp had not revisited in a long time, good memories of an age more civilized. How or why the flame haired little Master had made her way out was something that Tripp had been chewing on in his gut since they made dirt side on the planet.

[Rane126]

Jedi knight Rhys Da'car

Rhys stood quietly in the group of masters. Despite his experience he was still one of the younger jedi members of the strike team only older than the padawans that accompanied their respective masters. As part of the generation of knights that came into their own in during the clone wars, Rhys dressed accordingly with a smattering of mismatched armour pieces under his jedi robe. The armour filled out his already solid form and made him look the part of the soldier he had been forced to become. His shoulder length dark hair, unmarred by steaks of grey, was tied at nape of his neck with a knotted leather thong and whipped around him in the wind.

This was the largest number of jedi Rhys had seen in once place since the battle of Geonosis. The council was placing great importance on this attack to pull so many jeid together. While not a master himself, if he'd spent less time bouncing around the mid-rim from one battle field to the next and had actually been back to the temple since the war began, perhaps Kriss would have entered his trials and Rhys might have been awarded the title of Jedi Master already. The Force, however, had not willed it so and Rhys and his padawan, Kriss Binta, had been diverted from their defense of a republic medical station in a nearby system to reinforce the strike mission.

Master Kloon's message filled him with hope that the success of this mission might put an end to the fighting for good and perhaps Kriss could witness the galaxy at peace once more. Rhys calmed his mind, careful not to let his sudden feeling of hope distract him in the face of the impending attack.

[pffh]

Jedi master Sienn Zian

Although the force provided little guidence today Master Koons message filled him with confidence. With so many masters gathered for this assault it would surely succeed.

Binding his Lekku together and straightening a torn and tattered robe the master flashed a smile at the rest of the group "Don't worry about anything I've been on a dozen missions like this before. We'll be back at the temple before lunch tomorrow"

But he could feel something was off, something he couldn't quite put his finger on.

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

"I hope you are right, Zian." Arah takes a deep breath before she continues "but I have a bad feeling about this."

[Elvenoutrider]

(srry for the delay I didnt know the forum was up)
The duros Jedi Vooktu looked out of place among the other knights. He chose not to wear the traditional brown robes but a decorated flight suit, lightsaber and blasters clipped to his belt. He looked to the sky longingly, wishing he could be with master Plo Koon in the arc 170s. Why had he been placed on the ground? The council knew he was best pilot in the Jedi academy. It wouldn't be the first time they had made a misguided decision. Still, there was a reason for everything. Surveyed the scene but already knew his suggestion before he even looked at their opposition.

"We should send in the arc170s first, give them a clear shot with no chance of friendly fire. While the enemy is distracted by the air strike we can move our snipers into position to cover our assault. This should minimize casualties."

[The_Snark]

Master Ekaterina Vahn

She felt like a carrion bird, hovering over the battlefield-to-come and wondering which of the people she was looking at would be dead before the day was out.

The comparison wasn't lost on her fellows, either. Oh, they probably weren't thinking of it quite like that, but she could feel their discomfort at her presence and all-too-brief explanation. She shared it. Declining to fight a war you didn't think was right was one thing, standing on the battlefield and refusing to lift a hand to help quite another. Ekaterina had kept well away from the war's front lines for just that reason, drifting through a succession of sleepy backwater planets far from anything of strategic worth.

And yet here she was on Cato Neimoidia, of all places, one of the great fortress-worlds of the Confederacy. Strange places you found yourself, following the will of the Force.

She was sorely tempted to take up her saber and join Tripp and the others. The Force had guided her here for a reason, and she couldn't see why else. Had she been wrong to stay away? She didn't think so. She'd had three years to think on that decision, and it still felt right to her. She loathed the thought of the Jedi becoming nothing more than another arm of the Republic's law enforcement, or worse its military, and that was undeniably what was happening—had already happened, in the public eye. But it didn't feel right to stand by and do nothing while friends and acquaintances fought for their lives, either, and she wondered if it was pride that made her cling to that decision, if after years of refusing to fight she was simply too stubborn to admit she'd been wrong.

That was half her discomfort. The other half went deeper than conscious thought or even emotion, a sense of tension that permeated the world all around her. If she had to describe it with words, she would have said it felt like sitting on a layer of thin ice and feeling powerful currents rush past just a few feet beneath, but that didn't really describe it.

Shatterpoint, Master Windu would have said. She'd sat in on his lessons a few times, and liked that word. But she couldn't see where it was, only that something was going to give way soon, and then everything would be different.

Some of the others could feel it, too; she wasn't sure if they knew what it was or mistook it for pre-battle nerves, but they felt it. She could hear it in the Twi'lek master's bravado and Arah Zhee's franker declaration, and knew Tripp well enough to see the worry beneath his stoic silence. Her inexplicable presence probably wasn't helping to reassure them.

Yes, carrion bird was apt.

"Careful out there," she said abruptly, mostly to Tripp but not entirely. The rest were familiar faces, but the slightly younger Knight—no, he was a Master now, she reminded herself—had taught alongside her for years before the war broke out. "I didn't come all the way out here just to watch you die. Today is... well." She shakes her head briefly, not sure what she's trying to say. "I don't think it's what you expect. Keep your eyes and mind open."

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"Master Vahn, it is good to see you again. I recall many of your lectures years ago when I was but a youngling. Those times were so much better but seem so long ago.

It has been unfortunate that the jedi have been forced into our current role as military leaders but in light of what I witnessed on Geonosis I believe it was unavoidable. I am sorry that you have been drawn into this and I hope you can understand the decision many of us feel we were forced to make to take this role, not only for the Republic, but also to protect the order. I hope you do not think less of us for that."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Commander Niner listens to the discussion among the Masters as they and the clones make their way to their destination. He seems uncomfortable at the thought of Jedi arguing with one another, so there is relief in his voice when he turns to address Bannis. "Of course, Master Vookto. I've sent the signal off to Master Koon, and he and the Sky Corps should reach the target just before we do. Our snipers are already in place, feeding them targeting data."

A few minutes later, the strike force reaches their staging area. Unlike most settlements on Cato Nemoidia, which consist of long, narrow cities densely packed onto miles-long metal and stone bridges over the world's canyons, this settlement was specifically constructed to serve as a military base. The base itself is in a large stone tower, reminding some of the Jedi of the Geonosian termite-mound towers they fought in on that fateful day in the arena three years ago. Gun emplacements ring the top of the tower, and there are many hatches that could be hangar entrances, sniper posts, or worse. A large detachment of droids and tanks guards the single bridge to the tower, and between the guns and the ground troops it would be suicide to attack this fortification without air support. Fortunately, you won't have to do that; as Commander Niner orders the troops to form up for assault, ARC-170s streak by overhead led by Plo Koon's Jedi starfighter.

The gun batteries open up on the Sky Corps as they strafe the tower, filling the sky with emerald energy bolts. On their first pass, half the hatches on the nearest side of the tower are fused shut and one of the AATs on the ground is taken out of commission by Master Koon. Their second pass is met with less success as they lose the element of surprise--though Master Koon is kind enough to destroy another tank for you--but they manage to keep the guns occupied. "That's our cue," quips Niner, and the clones move out, the Jedi arranging themselves as best suits their individual fighting styles with the padawans in the back.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Map--Start of Battle
http://i208.photobucket.com/albums/bb176/psychictheurge10/Map--Order661.png

I assume you can figure out which units are battle droids, which are super battle droids, which are AATs, and which are clone troopers. Commander Niner is the clone in the back with the red markings, and all of you are represented by Jedi with lightsaber colors matching your speech colors. The ones with the yellow blades are the padawans. Your side gets to act first due to surprise; post away.

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

The bridge is currently pretty clear of debris or opportunities for cover. The Enemy is far enough that it looks to Rhys as if it will take several moments to be able to reach them. As a result, he moves to the head of the column of troopers on the right flank. He advances in an orderly fashion, in position to be able to use his lightsaber to protect the column from enemy fire. As he advances, he centers himself in the Force and concentrates on defense of himself and his troopers.

Move action to advance 6 squares, to J30, standard action to fight defensively with no attack (acrobatics trained in place of Initiative so +10 to reflex for total of 38).

[Elvenoutrider]

Vooktu chose to stay in the back for a number of reasons. Something had felt... wrong about the whole operation. Something was coming, he could feel it, and he didnt feel right leaving the padawans on their own.

The second is, he had never been as skilled with a lightsaber as his peers, perhaps it was too many hours in the flight simulator and not enough in the sparring chamber. The past didnt matter now only the present, and the daunting line of battle droids and tanks in front of him. While he might not be able to join the line he was hardly helpless. As vooktu advanced he raised his blaster into the air and primed the underslung grenade launcher he carried. Loaded with four ion grenades, it was the perfect weapon for these conditions

Vootu takes a deep breath, allowing the force to guide the barrel of his gun to the thickest clump of droids before opening his eyes and shouting

ION OUT

Vooktu aims at the 3 by 3 square of b1 battle droids in the back line, each of htem has to make a relfex roll against his attack

Attack: [roll0]

damage: [roll1] and multiply the damage by 2 for ion vulnerability

edit: im fairly sure with that damage roll i just wiped them out whether they passed or not

[pffh]

Sienn Zian

Seeing the mass of droids ahead Sienn quips "Careful now that's a lot of scrap metal and I can't heal the dead."

Then advancing alongside the clones he readies his blaster and fires a couple of shots into the wave of droids.

Move to E32 and fire my blaster pistol at the droid at F20

Attack: [roll0]
If hit then damage: [roll1]

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

Arah advances slowly for the first few seconds, judging distances carefully and getting a better feel for her surroundings.

Standard: Full defense (will make no attack rolls), +10 to dodge bonus.
Move: Move up to row 30.

[A'den]

Jedi Master Tripp Aeron

Tripp glanced over his shoulder as Ekaterina spoke a sparkle of amusement lit in his eyes for a moment. It was hard not to relish this, he knew he should be calm but battle had an invigorating rush to it, adrenaline blazing through his body that he could control but instead let his body feel. It was a fine line to walk.

"I'm always careful." He replied, "Make sure to keep your head low."

The culminating moment seemed to crush down on Tripp, one could never really understand the roar of close air support unless one had been up on the front before. The smoldering husks in the rear of the enemy formation would make the day easier, it was sabbac luck that the two tanks destroyed weren't the ones in the front blocking the rear ones from firing. Too much to hope for though, Tripp thought. Yet enemy reinforcements would have a pickle getting around the two charred husks.

The tanks would be a problem with all that firepower and a narrow bridge to canalize the targets right into their sector of fire. Tripp looked at the clones they were packed in too tight a single blast could hit four or five of them.

"Staggered formation! Spread out!" Not there was much room to spread to but by avoiding being adjacent to each other the tanks crew served weapons wouldn't be as effective. Tripp took a moment to activate the shield on his wrist.

In a final moment he closed his eyes for a moment and drew on the Force he could feel aid coming from Ekaterina and he took advantage of the power she lent him remembering lessons of old. His knuckles popped as his hands balled into fists the Force infused his body invisible fibrous tendrils running across the surface of his skin reinforcing and shoring up the strength of his body.

A flicker of a smile crossed his face as he drew his lightsaber adding a quick twirl for flash as the silver blade ignited with the familiar snaphiss. The blade was brighter than most blades spreading a silver glow around Tripp the affect of a Durindfire Crystal he had found years ago. His aim was to draw some attention while the clones took aim.


Move Action: Anticipate Enemy Strategy: Knowledge Tactics: [roll0] +5 Bonus from Ekaterina. Target Tank on Left side.
Free Action: Speak
Minor Action: Activate Energy Shield SR15.
Standard Action: Spend Bonus Force Point awarded by Ekaterina and activate Damage Reduction: DR10 for 1 Minute (10 Rounds).
Free Action: Improved Quickdraw: Draw and Activate Lightsaber.

[The_Snark]

Ekaterina Vahn

"You'll do what you think is right, of course," she replied to Rhys, outwardly unruffled but secretly pleased at his words. He was spouting a lot of nonsense about being 'forced' to do things, but he was being level-headed about their disagreement, and that was more than a lot of people were willing to grant her these days. It's always better to be sensibly wrong than hotheadedly right. "I wouldn't ask you to do anything less."

Before long the time for talking and stewing in their own nervousness was over, and the battle began in earnest: ships howled across the sky raining fire from above, and the armored men all around them moved forward at a trot, readying weapons. Master Vahn followed more slowly, taking the time to center herself in the Force before moving out. Her lightsaber still hung at her belt, and she thought the droids would probably be too preoccupied by the people charging towards them to pay her much attention, but she had no desire to stake her life on it. There was no such thing as true safety on a battlefield.

While the ARC-170s make their runs, Ekaterina will use Serenity and then activate Energy Resistance the following round; she has DR 20 against energy attacks until she stops sustaining it.

No actions yet; if the clones move forward, she'll stay a pace or two back from the front lines.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The CIS droids never knew what hit them. Master Zian opens the battle, taking the arm off a battle droid in the front line with her shot. As the droids quickly bring their weapons to bear, Commander Niner calls out "Blast them!" and the clone troopers brace their rifles. Master Vookto launches his ion grenade, and by the time it lands in the enemy's back ranks, half the battle droids are just so much scrap metal. The clones hustle up to claim the space the battle droids left and to spread out to avoid the AATs' guns.

It seems the fortress crews have finally managed to start clearing the battle debris from the ARC-170s' assault. You hear the high-pitched whine of repulsorlifts start to emanate from the tower, and it gives way to the lower hum of engine thrust as a squadron of droid starfighters lifts off and begins pursuit of your clone pilots.

Clone trooper autofire rolls
[roll0]
[roll1] [roll2] [roll3] [roll4] [roll5] [roll6] [roll7]
[roll8] [roll9] [roll10] [roll11] [roll12] [roll13] [roll14]
[roll15] [roll16] [roll17] [roll18] [roll19] [roll20] [roll21]
[roll22] [roll23] [roll24] [roll25] [roll26] [roll27] [roll28]
[roll29] [roll30] [roll31] [roll32] [roll33] [roll34] [roll35]
[roll36] [roll37] [roll38] [roll39] [roll40] [roll41] [roll42]

Enemy actions will be up in the next post.

Master AeronThe tanks' guns begin tracking, and you remember that when AATs are behind ranks of droids, they generally use their main guns on the enemy's back rank to avoid hitting their own troops while their side guns target important enemies, such as Jedi or officers.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The few battle droids remaining open fire on Arah and Rhys, but their aim is absolutely pathetic; the two Jedi easily block the bolts without needing to think about it. The super battle droids behind them are not so negligible, however, and as half of them also target the two Jedi in front, Arah and Rhys are hard-pressed to defend themselves. The AATs ignore the two Jedi in front, instead concentrating their cannon fire on the clones and Jedi in the back ranks.

The front line of clone troopers is mowed down by the B2 battle droids, dying stoically in silence as blaster bolts riddle their bodies, but Arah and Rhys escape unscathed. In the back, the AAT main cannons blow holes in the clone ranks. Their light cannons barely graze Bannis, who can mostly shrug it off, and strike the Kel Dor padawan, who cannot. His left arm is scorched and hanging numb at his side, but Dorn sends a reassuring pulse in the Force to Master Zhee to let her know he's okay.

Battle droids are not smart enough to autofire Jedi, so their shots don't even have a chance of hitting.

Super battle droid autofire:
Arah
Attack: [roll0]; Damage: [roll1]; Deflect roll: [roll2]
Attack: [roll3]; Damage: [roll4]; Deflect roll: [roll5]
Attack: [roll6]; Damage: [roll7]; Deflect roll: [roll8]

Rhys
Attack: [roll9]; Damage: [roll10]; Deflect roll: [roll11]
Attack: [roll12]; Damage: [roll13]; Deflect roll: [roll14]
Attack: [roll15]; Damage: [roll16]; Deflect roll: [roll17]

Clones
Attack: [roll18]; Damage: [roll19]
Attack: [roll20]; Damage: [roll21]
Attack: [roll22]; Damage: [roll23]
Attack: [roll24]; Damage: [roll25]
Attack: [roll26]; Damage: [roll27]
Attack: [roll28]; Damage: [roll29]
Attack: [roll30]; Damage: [roll31]
Attack: [roll32]; Damage: [roll33]

AAT main cannons vs. clones
Attack: [roll34]; Damage: [roll35]*2
Attack: [roll36]; Damage: [roll37]*2
AAT light blaster cannon vs. Vookto
Attack: [roll38]; Damage: [roll39]*2
AAT light blaster cannon vs. padawan
Attack: [roll40]; Damage: [roll41]*2

Final damage: 11 to Bannis, 28 to Dorn, Dorn is 1 step down the condition track.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Map--Round 1
http://i208.photobucket.com/albums/bb176/psychictheurge10/Map--Order662.png

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys deflects the incoming fire from the droids with relative ease. He continues a methodical advance towards the other side the the bridge. As he draws nearer to the droid force he calls upon the Force and lifts the Assault tank ahead of him, moving it several meters to his right before releasing his grip, leaving the huge vehicle's repulsors with nothing to react on, dropping it off the bridge.

Move action: Move six squares to J24.
Standard action: Take 10 UTF for a total of 29 to activate move object. DC 25 allows moving up to Huge items. Move the Huge AAT six squares to the right, dropping it off the edge of the bridge.

[A'den]

Jedi Master Tripp Aeron

Tripp felt a wrenching pain as he watched the blast from the tank's main cannon rip a hole in the rear of their formation it would blister them the longer they stayed at range. Laser fire popped and crackled as the azure flash of the clones' rifles discharged at the droids, the double staccato of the B2's scythed red beams through the air. He raised his communicator to his face and and shouted to those around him at the same time.

"Commander Niner those guns will cut your men to slag if we don't close with the clankers have them charge when you see me act."

Tripp brushed past the clone trooper picking up speed as he trotted forward and raised lightsaber high. The Force surged through him the power carried him across the span to his enemies. He impacted like a thunderbolt against the droid line. Raising his silver sword of light up in two hands he brought it down on the first droid in front of him in a fell strike.


Status HP 103: SR: 15 DR: 10 Damage Threshold: 27
Swift Action: Surge Use Force Check: [roll0]
Move Action: Surge 12 squares to C28
Spend 1 Destiny Point
Standard Action: Unleashed Charge to C16. Full Attack Action (Might Swing) on Battle Droid at C15. Power Attack (Subtract 3 to attack add 3 to hit)
Attack: [roll1]
Hit: [roll2]
-2 To Reflex Defense until next turn.

[pffh]

Sienn Zian

Maneuvering closer to the droids Sienn reached out with the force concentrating on the AAT in front. He could feel every shot as if the recoil from the guns pounded on his temples as he closed his fist and pulled dragging the tank into the mass of super battle droids in front of it

Move action: Move 6 squares to E26
Spend 1 force point on move object
Standard action: Move object on the left AAT to "hurl" it 6 squares along the ground towards us
Take 10 on the UFT gives 31 letting me move gargantuan and the force point brings that up to colossal.
Damage to the tank and droids if it hits them [roll0]

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

Arah's mind brushes back against her padawan's with a simple instruction - fall back. There would be medical droids in the rear. Dorn would be indignant about it, but he'd know that he was no help to anyone injured. He would also know better than to disobey a direct order from his master.

Standard: Telepathy. The DC is 15 and I have +21 to Use the Force rolls, do you still want me to roll it?
Move: Move up another 6 squares.

[Elvenoutrider]

Vooktu took his eyes off the battle for only an instant, to take a look at the flight of droid starfighters. They would be no match for the arc 170s but would unfortunately delay them until after the bridge was taken. His musingwas cut short by a blaster bolt burning over his shoulder, the bolt not actually hitting, but the searing heat stillenough to take away several layers of his exposed skin. He was glas for his flight suit which kept the injury from being worse. He needed to be more careful, not for his sake but also for the padawans...

Vooktu whirled around to see the kel dor had taken the brunt of the hit. He would not allow the kel dor to be hit again

(vooktu wouldnt know about the telepathic order)

Get behind me and get run when I tell you to he shouts as a blue shimmer starts to appear over his body. He turns to the padawan on his right

You keep him safe and get him to the medical droids


Vooktu places himself in between the wounded padawan and the tank's guns and activates his force power shield. Vooktu tries to cover as much of the padawan as he can. He is hoping the tanks will be out by the next round giving the padawan a chance to retreat

Use the force check:
[roll0]

If the tanks are dispatched by the time vooktu has initiative, then vooktu takes a total defense action to raise his AC by 4

If the tanks are not disabled, he fires an ion grenade aiming to hit both tanks, Or a tank and as many droids as possible
Attack:
[roll1]
Damage:
[roll2]


The shimmer around vooktu glows strongly as vooktu gains a temporary shield rating of 20

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The clone troopers begin to look around in confusion when the AAT on the left suddenly accelerates forward, decapitating the droids in front of it, but when the tank to the right skids sideways and drops off the bridge, they realize what's happening and nod thankfully toward the Masters, pumping their fists in triumph. The troopers then spread out a bit more and open fire on the remaining B1 and B2 droids, reducing most of them to slag while Master Aeron practically vanishes from sight and reappears next to the last battle droid to the left, leaving it in a dozen pieces. It is at this point that the snipers on both sides come into play, the CIS snipers attempting to take out the padawans retreating in the rear protected by Master Vookto, and the Republic snipers happily targeting the droid snipers now that they've revealed themselves.

The Separatists aren't about to give up without a fight, however. The tank on the bridge is still mostly functional with only a few dings and scrapes on its underside, and Master Aeron is dangerously close to it. The tank once again targets the clones with its main cannon, but it targets Master Zian with its secondary cannons and Master Aeron with its missile launchers, its pilot having finally figured out that the Jedi are the greater threat. Behind it, the burning husk of one of the destroyed AATs is shoved out of the way and over the side of the bridge as four dwarf spider droids skitter onto the bridge to reinforce the tank.

The battle in the air is just as fierce as the battle on the ground, if not as one-sided. As the ARC-170s pass by overhead on another strafing run on the tower, one of the droid starfighters that doesn't manage to evade their guns comes spiraling down and crashes into the bridge between the Republic forces and the spider droids, leaving a large crater and sending up plenty of smoke. An ARC-170 comes down nearby, this one fortunately missing the bridge. More droid starfighters spill out of the tower, and the guns fall silent so as not to interfere with their own forces.

Suddenly, you all feel a disturbance in the Force, and look up to see Master Koon's starfighter streaking off toward a bridge city a kilometer or so to the east, trailing flames and out of control. You didn't see what shot him down, the starfighters or the tower guns...but just before he crashes, you all hear his shocked and distracted mental "voice" say, Ware betrayal...clones turned...I don't...May the Force be wi-- before his starfighter impacts and his presence in the Force winks out.

A few seconds later, with the echoes of his last words still fresh in your mind, your communicators buzz and Master Yoda's voice comes through, laced with pain and regret: "Betrayed the Order, Palpatine has. Ordered to kill the Jedi, the clones have been. Reveal nothing, you must, if around clones you now are...wait for them to act first, for in danger you may not yet be."

Not bothering with the clone troopers' attacks, since even if they all miss they can't fail to take out all the battle droids.

AAT attacks:
Main cannon vs. clones
Attack: [roll0]; Damage: [roll1]*2
Light blaster cannon vs. Sienn
Attack: [roll2]; Damage: [roll3]*2
Missile launcher vs. Tripp
Attack: [roll4]; Damage: [roll5]*2

Final damage: 10 to Sienn, 26 to Tripp.

The droid starfighter's wreckage counts as difficult terrain and provides cover and concealment.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Map--Round 2
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[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

Dammit! Arah thinks, before turning and running back through the clone troopers. She doesn't attack anyone - no Jedi was going to be the first to turn against their allies - but she reaches Dorn and stays with him there, light saber still drawn and ignited.

[Elvenoutrider]

Vooktu couldn't believe it. It had to be a mistake. How long did they have? He had to act now as he was closest to the general. He runs over to the commander and fires his grenade launcher at three of the spider droids.
He turns to the commander.

Commander, ive been told the separatists hacked our communications array, we've been ordered to watch for any suspicious orders. Lets get this over with. we need to close the distance, order the charge

[roll0]
[roll1]

persuade check:
[roll2]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

"Hacked our comms? Haven't noticed any strange transmissions..." Niner sounds skeptical, but he nods and agrees to the charge.

[Rane126]

Ryhs Da'car

Rhys listens to master Yoda's message, barely believing it might be true, but the sudden loss he felt through the Force as master Koon's ship went down was hard to ignore. He sends a short message to his padawan through the Force: Protect master Vahn. Kriss is still only a padawan, but a strong one and if it is true then placing him with master Vahn is the safest place for both of them.

Meanwhile, Rhys takes cover from the spider droids behind the crashed fighter, waiting for them to get closer and concentrates on defense from any threat.

Force sending is dc15 mod +19.
move to i21 to take advantage of smoke concealment. Fighting defense with no attacks for + 10 reflex for 38

[pffh]

Sienn Zian

Although easily dodging the tanks blast Sienn could still feel the heat from it and the shrapnel raining down on him as he received Yodas message.
"This must be a mistake, why would the clones betray us." He thought to himself as he ran towards the crashed ship and Ryhs.

Diving into cover with Ryhs he sent a small message to the other jedi through his commlink "If this is true. I have a plan but I need everyone's help."

Double move action to H20

[Elvenoutrider]

Vooktu turns away from the clone commander before whispering into the commlink:

"Whats your plan? I told the commander the separatists hacked our transmissions and to ignore any suspicious orders."

[A'den]

Jedi Master Tripp Aeron

"Whuh?" Was the extent of the response Trip got off as the tank in front of him suddenly raked the areas with laser and missile fire.

Tripp dodged the pair of missiles easily the fwomp of their exhaust trail made him cough for a second. Then he closed with the tank covering the short distance in a few steps he swung his light saber in tight arc while focusing on his target with the might of the Force. He imagined the metal as extremely brittle.

Comm chatter buzzed from his communicator the Knights and Masters babbling about the clones troopers loyalty, sure it was a great time to have a measured discussion about it. The Force boiled through Tripp as his blow rained down, the living Force seemed to shout with anguish as lights were extinguished all across the galaxy.

Move Action: To D13
Swift Action: Battle Strike [roll0]
Standard Action: Lightsaber Attack: [roll1] Hit: [roll2] Extra Damage: Either: Use the Force Chk <25 [roll3] or >25 [roll4]
Total Damage = 38

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Master Vookto launches his grenade as soon as Master Zhee passes him, and it explodes in the midst of three of the DSDs. Blue-white ion lightning arcs over their shells, and their limbs twitch slightly as they skitter a few steps away from the blast. Meanwhile, Master Aeron carves a head-sized hole in the front of the tank, taking off the pilot's left arm in the process.

The closest clone troopers train their rifles on the damaged spider droids and let loose a volley of blaster bolts, while the rest of them train their blasters (and a few ion grenades) on the AAT, doing their best to avoid hitting Master Aeron. Thanks to Bannis's grenade, the spider droids can't avoid the brunt of the clones' attacks, and they're easily blasted apart. The AAT isn't in good shape either, as one of the clones' ion grenades lands neatly in the hole Tripp created and blows off a few hatches, leaving it easy pickings for the rest of the clones.

Clone troopers vs. AAT
Attack: [roll28]; Damage: [roll29] ion
Attack: [roll30]; Damage: [roll31] ion
Attack: [roll32]; Damage: [roll33] ion
Attack: [roll34]; Damage: [roll35] ion
Attack: [roll36]; Damage: [roll37] ion
Attack: [roll38]; Damage: [roll39] ion
Attack: [roll0]; Damage: [roll1]
Attack: [roll2]; Damage: [roll3]
Attack: [roll4]; Damage: [roll5]
Attack: [roll6]; Damage: [roll7]
Attack: [roll8]; Damage: [roll9]
Attack: [roll10]; Damage: [roll11]
Attack: [roll12]; Damage: [roll13]
Attack: [roll14]; Damage: [roll15]
Attack: [roll16]; Damage: [roll17]
Attack: [roll18]; Damage: [roll19]
Attack: [roll20]; Damage: [roll21]
Attack: [roll22]; Damage: [roll23]
Attack: [roll24]; Damage: [roll25]
Attack: [roll26]; Damage: [roll27]

Clone troopers vs. DSDs
Attack: [roll40]; Damage: [roll41]
Attack: [roll42]; Damage: [roll43]
Attack: [roll44]; Damage: [roll45]
Attack: [roll46]; Damage: [roll47]
Attack: [roll48]; Damage: [roll49]
Attack: [roll50]; Damage: [roll51]
Attack: [roll52]; Damage: [roll53]
Attack: [roll54]; Damage: [roll55]
Attack: [roll56]; Damage: [roll57]
Attack: [roll58]; Damage: [roll59]

The AAT is down 3 steps on the condition track.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The tank's barrel swings around erratically, as if the gunner can't decide who to target first. After a few moments of indecision, it decides to open up on the clones who damaged it, spraying the area with blaster bolts and miniature rockets that tear through the clone ranks. The spider droid chooses one clone who avoided the blasts and sends a bolt at him, dropping him as well. The clone numbers are dwindling rapidly, and there's no way of telling what other resources the CIS has stashed away in their fortress. Commander Niner's voice comes over your comms: "All right, men, we can't take much more of this. Spread out a bit more and all switch to ion grenades. East wing, take cover behind the--" A beeping sound comes through the transmission, and Niner's voice cuts out as he switches channels.

A moment later his voice is back, and with no change in tone he continues, "Change of plans. Troops, form up on the nearest Jedi; they'll have the best chance to hold off whatever comes out of that tower next. And Master Jedi..." A curious tone enters the commander's voice. "It's been an honor having you all assigned to my battalion, for all those different missions. Plenty of times in this war, I've been ordered...to do some things that...that I really don't--didn't--want to do...but serving with you, all of you, was a pleasure. I just wanted you all to know that, in case...in case this battle...doesn't end well." The clones begin clustering around you as ordered, weapons at the ready, but Commander Niner hangs back. As each group of clones raises their rifles not at the enemy forces, but in your directions, time seems to slow....

AAT
Main cannon: [roll0]; Damage: [roll1]*2
Light blaster cannons: [roll2]; Damage: [roll3]*2
Missile launchers: [roll4]; Damage: [roll5]

DSD
Attack: [roll6]; Damage: [roll7]

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for!

Execute Order 66!

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Map--Round 3
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[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

"I'm sorry, Niner." Arah steps gracefully between the clones surrounding her and lashes out with her light saber. "Dorn! Come here!"

5-ft step into 47-F. She'll strike at the clone trooper, power attacking, at 46-E first, then if she downs him use Cleve to take out the one at 48-G.

First Attack
[roll0]
[roll1]

Second Attack (only if she takes out the first clone trooper)
[roll2]
[roll3]

Note: Arah treats an opponent's damage threshold as if it were 5 lower than it is and if the target moves down their condition track they move down an additional step.

[Rane126]

Ryhs Da'car

"What's that plan Sienn, better be fast."

[A'den]

Tripp gritted his teeth against Niner's words, betrayal the word hung in the air around him buzzing like the ire of the Force. His silver blade bit into the tanks hull once more looking for the pilot droid's head. He could still feel the deaths of his fellow masters echoing, he had not wanted to believe Master Yoda's words but he was right after all.

Out the corner of his eye Tripp could see the clones lining up shots on him and the other Masters. He could see Master Vahn surrounded by the clones yet he felt sure it should be the clones getting ready for a slaughter. Five Jedi Masters against a platoon of Clones was suicide, Niner had to know that. He pushed his Force awareness searching for a less obvious threats than the blaster rifles of the clones.

Standard Action: Lightsaber Power Attack: Attack: [roll1d20+5[/roll] Hit: [roll0]
Swift Action: Use Force Check Sense Surroundings: (Mainly Up in the Sky): [roll1]
Move Action: Knowledge Tactics Check: Anticipate Commander Niner: [roll2]

[pffh]

Sienn Zian

Practically shouting into his comlink It's out the window, improvise! as he dashed towards the nearest clone creating a force blast wave in front of him.

Move action: 2 squares down to H22
Standard action: Use force slam starting at the clone in H23. UtF check: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis draws and ignites his double light saber and raises it defensively. He would not be the first to attack.

Commander, you know as well as I that your men don't stand a chance. Following this order is ordering your men to their deaths. Stand down. Even if you kill us, you wont stand a chance against the separatists.

With these words Bannis Vooktu stares deeply into the commander's helmet.

Back Down

persuade check:
[roll0]

Bannis draws his lightsaber and takes a total defense action

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

In spite of everything Rhys is unwilling to attack first, he remains defensive, concealed in the smoke.

+10 to Reflex for 38 total

[The_Snark]

Ekaterina Vahn

She stood among the clones with half-closed eyes and reached out and felt as the battle raged. There was a great deal to feel. Missiles and starfighters screamed across the sky overhead, raining fire and bits of metal whenever one caught up with another. Light flew all around and past her in deadly bolts; the air was warm with them. Again and again she felt a peculiar rippling echo as clones died, each one's dying thoughts similar but not quite the same: like variations on the same musical theme. She wondered if her fellow Jedi had noticed that, and decided that they must have at some point over the last few years. All too many people thought of the clones as simply the white-hat equivalent to the Confederate combat droids, mindless drones that could be sent out to die without making those at home feel too bad about it.

And of course there were her fellow Masters, like eddies in the flow of the Force, guiding its gentle currents along new and more violent paths.

Then something else: a ripple, shock and surprise and fleeting pain. Master Koon's last words were confused, but his last thoughts were of others: that was how she would remember him, later. Then he was gone, and she mourned—all too briefly, because she could the currents all around her starting to shift and churn. If the world earlier had been poised perfectly on a cliff edge, now it was teetering and beginning to fall. Ekaterina opened her eyes fully to see a clone turning towards her, weapon still raised, and felt the prickle on the back of her neck that meant more weapons were being pointed at her.

She stared at the black slit-visor that obscured his eyes. Damnable thing; do they design them to make the people wearing it look inhuman? But while she can't see his eyes, he can see hers, a watery blue that in the ambient laser-light of a battlefield almost seems to glow. Slowly she raises both hands, showing they are empty: a universal gesture of surrender.

You don't really want to do this.

Using the Master Negotiator talent. [roll0]

Note that Energy Resistance is still active, providing DR 20 against energy attacks.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Niner's helmet shifts minutely side to side as he looks between Bannis and Ekaterina. "I'm sorry, Master Jedi," he whispers over all of the Jedi's comlinks, "but this order came directly from the Chancellor himself. You're right, I don't want to do this, I know it's suicidal...but I have no choice." There is a click as he switches his comlink to the main Republic channel, then with a strong voice orders "Open fire!"

Before the clones can pull their triggers, Master Zian's quick burst of Force energy blasts the clones in front of him to the ground, and they make no move to get up. Master Zhee's wide slash with her lightsaber misses the clones nearest her by a hair as they stumble back a step out of reflex. After that, all the clones open fire, and the battlefield becomes one big blue blur of plasma bolts and lightsaber blades as Jedi fight clones for their lives. (Commander Niner's blaster rifle, however, remains at his side.) Not exactly certain what's happening, but perfectly willing to take advantage of the opportunity, the AAT and spider droid also open fire on the Jedi.

Bannis
Attack: [roll0]; Damage: [roll1]; vs. SR 20
Attack: [roll2]; Damage: [roll3]; vs. SR 20
Attack: [roll4]; Damage: [roll5]; vs. SR 20
Total damage 0

Arah
Attack: [roll6]; Damage: [roll7]; Deflect: [roll8]
Attack: [roll9]; Damage: [roll10]; Deflect: [roll11]
Attack: [roll12]; Damage: [roll13]; Deflect: [roll14]
AAT light cannons: [roll15]; Damage: [roll16]*2; Deflect: [roll17]
Total damage 16

Ekaterina
Attack: [roll18]; Damage: [roll19]; vs. DR 20
Attack: [roll20]; Damage: [roll21]; vs. DR 20
Attack: [roll22]; Damage: [roll23]; vs. DR 20
Attack: [roll24]; Damage: [roll25]; vs. DR 20
AAT missiles: [roll26]; Damage: [roll27]
Total damage 7

Tripp
Attack: [roll28]; Damage: [roll29]; vs. SR 15, DR 10
Attack: [roll30]; Damage: [roll31]; vs. SR 15, DR 10
Attack: [roll32]; Damage: [roll33]; vs. SR 15, DR 10
Attack: [roll34]; Damage: [roll35]; vs. SR 15, DR 10
DSD cannon: [roll36]; Damage: [roll37]; vs. SR 15, DR 10
Total damage 0

Rhys
Attack: [roll38]; Damage: [roll39]; Deflect: [roll40]
Attack: [roll41]; Damage: [roll42]; Deflect: [roll43]
Attack: [roll44]; Damage: [roll45]; Deflect: [roll46]
AAT main cannon: [roll47]; Damage: [roll48]*2
Total damage 51

Zian
Attack: [roll49]; Damage: [roll50]
Attack: [roll51]; Damage: [roll52]
Attack: [roll53]; Damage: [roll54]
Total damage 30

Commander Niner is 2 steps down the condition track.
Master AeronYou don't sense any motions or disturbances in the area indicating that Niner has some special surprise in reserve, nor is he acting as if he's waiting to call in the cavalry (aside from the snipers back in the tree line, of course). He seems to be exactly as he looks--a clone commander who's reluctantly ordering the rank-and-file troops to follow an order he can't bring himself to follow.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Map--Round 4
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[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys gets pummeled by the AAT main gun but realizes he cannot stand still any longer. He cuts through the area around the smoking droid fighter and draws upon the Force to aid his attack as he throws his lightsaber in a controlled arc at the AAT, hoping to catch a significant component.

Move action: Move to G17
Swift action Activate Battle strike [roll0]
Std action: Throw lightsaber [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]
Free action (Call weapon) return Lightsaber in LOS to hand.

[A'den]

Tripp Aeron

Tripp dismissed Commander Niner from his thoughts for the moment, Clones were loyal to orders to a fault, it was in their being. It was fortunate the Army had not dedicated more resources to this objective. He shifted a few paces to the left as he watched the Spider Droid creep up behind the AAT. Laser blasts harmlessly buzzed around him in the air he could feel his hair lift slightly as the ionized air around the beams crackled and snapped.

The focus of the four clones behind him on him sent tiny shivers up his spine but he could sense their shot patterns forming around him he did not need to react when he already knew where the shots would be before they happened. Tripp's silver blade lanced out in a horizontal slash across the front of the tank. A swordsman shout broke from his forth as he drew his slash building force energy behind the blow.

"HAI!"

The Clones could wait.

Move Action Shift to D13
Swift Action: Battle Strike Use Force Check: [roll0] +1 to Attack: Plus [roll1] Damage(Spend 1 FP to add [roll2])
Standard Action: Power Attack: [roll3] Hit: [roll4] Total Damage 44

EDIT: Forgot to add my +1 to attack so my total attack roll is 27.

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis, despite everything felt pity rather than contempt for the clones. There may be a way to save them yet. Bannis brings his lightsaber up into a defensive posture, prepared to block, before priming an ion grenade and throwing it at the troops in front of him. It would be enough to stun them and disable their weapons, but not enough to kill them.

Bannis sighs as his sheild drops around him.



1d20+16

4d6+6

[Elvenoutrider]

attack:
[roll0]

damage:
[roll1]

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

Arah pauses for a moment in a I totally meant to do that pose before she lashes out again.

Attack:[roll0]
Damage:[roll1]

Note: Arah treats an opponent's damage threshold as if it were 5 lower than it is and if the target moves down their condition track they move down an additional step.

[Ezeze]

The above threatens a critical because Arah has the Vaapad talent.

Attack roll to confirm: [roll0]
If confirmed, the attack will do 99 damage because of Arah's Triple Crit (Lightsaber) feat. I assume that will kill most things, so here is another attack/damage combo from her cleave feat.

[roll1]
[roll2]

[The_Snark]

Ekaterina Vahn

Red laser-light played about Master Vahn, lending her an eerie look. It ought to have burned her down where she stood; it didn't. She was immersed in the Force: distantly she was aware of the thousands upon thousands of lives elsewhere on the planet, the ordered motion of starships and planetary bodies above her head, the radiance of Cato Neimoidia's sun. A few blaster bolts were insignificant motes before all that. They sank into her, and diffused through her into that endless sea of stars and life, and left only bare traces behind.

The flying shrapnel from a nearby explosion was not so easy to ignore. Ekaterina flinched briefly away, reminding herself that she was flesh and that this was no time to lose herself in communion with the Force. She stared at the clone who hadn't balked at shooting an unarmed woman—damn this cloning business; it really was tantamount to brainwashing—and reached, wrapping her will about his mind and sending him sliding towards unconsciousness.

To clarify: she was simply targeting a clone trooper last turn, not the commander. Now attacking the same fellow with Force Stun, and hoping it's enough to drop him.

[roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Master Aeron's wide slash takes the AAT's front hatch completely off, and its pilot with it. The gunner's turret and the power generators below it explode up and to the sides, emitting a large cloud of oily black smoke but leaving Tripp unharmed aside from some minor abrasions from flying shrapnel, nothing some bacta couldn't fix. Master Da'car's hurled lightsaber spins through the smoke cloud to strike the dwarf spider droid behind it, slicing the droid in half before arcing back to his hand; the droid's body explodes violently and dramatically, leaving four charred legs standing at an awkward angle and a flaming crater where the body was.

In the back ranks, the clones nearest Master Vookto swear and drop their now-useless rifles as his ion grenade disables their guns and stings their hands even through their armor. The troopers draw their pistols, but those are disabled too--and by the jerky movement of their heads and their uncertain steps forward, their helmet HUDs are down as well. Master Zhee, taking a more direct approach, simply decapitates the two closest clones in an eyeblink and ends up facing the last close with her saber at the ready. This clone doesn't seem too confident about following his orders anymore. Master Vahn's target wavers, falling to one knee and cradling his helmet in both hands, his rifle clattering on the stone beside him. He isn't out of the fight yet, but he isn't doing well.

The clones decide to change tactics. They turn to focus fire on Master Zian, who seems to be the most vulnerable target at the moment. Sienn dodges as much as possible, but the blaster bolts take their toll, and his robe and exposed arms are covered in scorch marks. Niner's emotions regarding the success of his troops against Master Zian are unreadable, as well as those regarding the death of the less successful among their number, but it doesn't look like he's ready to order a ceasefire just yet.

I switched Rhys's target to the DSD, since both his and Tripp's attack would take out the AAT and Rhys's attack was at range.

And sorry pffh, but Sienn makes a logical target. Master Zian might be KIA in a few rounds anyway. :smallfrown:

Autofire vs. Sienn
Attack: [roll0]; Damage: [roll1]
Attack: [roll2]; Damage: [roll3]
Attack: [roll4]; Damage: [roll5]
Attack: [roll6]; Damage: [roll7]
Attack: [roll8]; Damage: [roll9]
Attack: [roll10]; Damage: [roll11]
Attack: [roll12]; Damage: [roll13]
Attack: [roll14]; Damage: [roll15]
Total damage 88

Autofire vs. Ekaterina
Attack: [roll16]; Damage: [roll17]; Deflect roll: [roll18]
Attack: [roll19]; Damage: [roll20]; Deflect roll: [roll21]
Attack: [roll22]; Damage: [roll23]; Deflect roll: [roll24]
Attack: [roll25]; Damage: [roll26]; Deflect roll: [roll27]
Total damage 0

Autofire vs. Arah
Attack: [roll28]; Damage: [roll29]
Total damage 5

Bannis's clone troopers are down 1 step on the condition track and their weapons are nonfunctional. Ekaterina's clone is 4 steps down the condition track.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Map--Round 5
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[Elvenoutrider]

MAster bannis hoped it would not have to come to killing the clones, he could not bring himself to do it unless absolutely necessary. He felt confident unarmed clones would not try to charge a trained jedi knight. Feeling secure in his position, Bannis sets his eyes ahead to see his fellow masters in far more dire straights. Priming his last grenades, he decided to help even the odds, and hoped his fellow masters would follow his example.


(he targets the closest clump of 3 clones beyond the ones he just disabled)

ION OUT
Attack:
[roll0]

Damage
[roll]4d6+6]

[Elvenoutrider]

Damage:

[roll0]

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

The clones have opened fire on the jedi. After the battle of Geonosis Rhys vowed he'd do whatever it took to make sure the jedi never lost as many as they did in the arena that day. Seeing Master Zian in trouble he rushes to assist her, his lightsaber swinging in fast two-handed strokes at a pair of white clad clones.

Swift action: Surge UtF [roll0]
Move action: Move to G29
Standard action: Attack with Rapid strike [roll1]
Damage [roll2]
Wicked strike: if attack with rapid strike hits, roll to hit for 1/2 damage on a second threatened target: [roll3]

[A'den]

Tripp Aeron

Turning from the destroyed tank Tripp slowly approached the Troopers on the other side of the bridge the bloom of fire behind him should of been enough to send them running. But they were genetically hard wired to follow orders, Tripp cold see the folly of it all now.

It would be sad to have to kill these ones.

His blade held out to the side and wide he would give them time to run, but he could see in their minds. They had no plan just point and shoot, point and shoot, they didn't even seem to have free will.

Double Move to Delta 23.

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee ignores the last clone completely, instead turning and charging at Commander Niner.


Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

Note: Arah treats an opponent's damage threshold as if it were 5 lower than it is and if the target moves down their condition track they move down an additional step.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

As the Jedi Masters continue to simply refuse to die and the clone numbers shrink ever more rapidly, the clones grow more hesitant in their movement and they shoot glances over at Niner more and more frequently--those who can still see through ion-shrouded helmet tech, anyway. Three more clones lose armor functions, and two more lose limbs to Master Da'car's blade. Still, for several more tense moments, the clones continue desperately focus-firing their blasters at Master Zian, hoping to take at least one target down before they're all torn to pieces. When Master Zhee plunges her lightsaber deep into Niner's chest, however, the clones finally--finally!--seem to realize that they haven't the slightest chance to complete their mission, or even come close.

The blaster fire stutters to a halt as Niner slumps to his knees, turning the entire left side of his armor into a blackened smear as his motion causes Arah's blade to cut up and through his left shoulder. "I think...." Niner says with a rattling laugh, sounding like he's ruptured a lung, "I think...my troops...have figured out...that we're...outmatched here...Master Jedi." The clones lower their rifles (most of them, at least), and the mostly-toneless electronically-modulated voice of one clone echoes in the relative silence. "But Commander...our orders! The Supreme Chancellor himself--" Niner cuts the trooper off with a dismissive wave. "Palpatine...can sit on...a vibropike. Forget...the kriffing...orders. In case you...hadn't noticed...we don't...have a...kriffing chance...in the...kriffing mando hell...of carrying...them out."

Niner picks up his rifle and, as formally as he can in the circumstances, he tosses it at Master Zhee's feet and raises his only remaining hand in surrender. The nearest clone rushes over to help him to his feet as the others toss their rifles down in surrender as well.

[Rane126]

Rhys

As the clones give up Rhys holds back his next attack. Still used to giving orders and realizing that they are currently in the middle of a battle field he barks, "Get under cover from the snipers!" as he runs towards master Zian to lend his aid. He scans the battlefield for the locations of the droid snipers to see if they pose any real threat.


Move towards Zian's position.
Knowledge tactics to locate any sniper positions [roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The clones instinctively move to obey a Jedi's order before hesitating and looking over to Niner for confirmation; at his nod, they scramble to reclaim their weapons and escort the once-again-allied Jedi back to base as the thunder of the Separatist turbolasers echoes overhead.

RhysNo snipers are currently visible--they and the clone snipers were mostly at a stalemate--but if any still remain, they'd probably be hiding in the starfighter hangars in the tower, so once everyone reached the tree line you'd be out of their sight.

[Elvenoutrider]

"We have nowhere to to but forward, all the clones at base will shoot on sight. We can still end this war today. We need to push forward with our remaining men and take their leaders. More importantly, there might be a ship we can use to get ourselves off world.

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"You could be right Master, but if the supreme chancellor has given orders for the clones to fire on the jedi, what's to say he isn't manipulating other things? What's to say that finishing off the separatist leadership is not playing right into his hands again?"

Search feelings on should we continue and eliminate the leadership? UTF [roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

RhysSomewhere in the galaxy, there is a Force-user who is due to deeply regret the consequences of taking out Separatist leaders, in a day or so...but you are not that Force-user, and these are not those Separatist leaders. You don't feel the dark miasma of the Dark Side hanging over this CIS stronghold, at least not yet.

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

Arah hangs her head for a moment before she deactivates her light saber. Speaking exclusively to Niner she whispers "I am sorry. This was not your fault."

She raises her voice, attempting to get the other Jedi's attention "We need to get off this planet and regroup - if Palpatine has ordered that the Jedi be exterminated, there are many more vulnerable than us."

She reaches out through the force to master Yoda with a simple question: protect the temple?

Taking a 10 Arah gets a 31 on her Use the Force check, which should be enough to contact Yoda unless he is either dead or unwilling to be contacted. If she can not reach him, she will try again with Mace Windu. If that fails as well she will work her way around the Council. If that fails, she'll assume she has permission to lead the defense of the temple herself.

OOC: What is the quickest way to get from where they are standing now to Coruscant, how long would it take, and can it be done discretely?

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"I agree with master Zhee. Our priority needs to be protection of the Jedi Order and not so much carrying out instructions of the supreme chancellor who is bent on our destruction. After Geonosis and the war there are not so many of us left, we must not let the Order be destroyed."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Niner gives Arah another weak rasping chuckle. "Don't worry...Master Jedi. Wasn't...your fault...either. Both...been played." Over his helmet comm, he continues, "Don't care if...we go ahead...or retreat. Don't worry...Master Vookto, I...can convince...troops at base...you took us out...and got away." Tapping his left side, he adds dryly, "Should be easy." He slumps over into unconsciousness, and another trooper rushes up to help him out.

The first trooper carrying him speaks up. "Master Jedi, you should be able to sneak into HQ, steal some ships, and get back to Coruscant. Commander Niner ordered comm silence once we received our new orders, so as far as base is concerned we might have all been taken out." The trooper falls silent, and as the clones regroup and make adjustments to their armor in preparation for either advancement or retreat, the nearby troopers look off into the distance with the minute helmet twitches that you've come to recognize as a sign that they're discussing things over a private comm channel. After a minute or so, your comms click as the troopers switch back to the public channel. "Master Jedi, in the absence of a functional commanding officer, it is the opinion of the remaining members of the Aurek Platoon of the 237th Clone Battalion that our mission has been carried out to the best of our current capabilities," says one trooper in a formal tone, as if giving a report to a commanding officer--which, in a sense, he is. In a more casual tone, another clone cuts in to add, "So you don't need to worry about us shooting you in the back or anything. We're loyal to the Republic, but we're not suicidal." A third trooper chimes in: "If a commander back at base orders us to attack you, there's not much we can do about that, but until then, we're under your command, Generals."

After Arah attempts to reach out to Master Yoda, there is a worrying delay, but soon enough you all feel the reassuring calm of Yoda's presence in the back of your mind, though it seems worried, preoccupied. Your comms beep to signal an incoming message on the private Jedi channel. "Glad am I to know that survived you have," begins Master Yoda warmly. "Believe Order 66 has succeeded, Palpatine most likely does; giving a speech to the Senate he now is. Fortified the Temple we have, and repelled one attack of the clones already...led by Master Skywalker." Several seconds pass in silence, then he continues more somberly, "Skywalker survived and retreated, so expect another assault we do, once Palpatine is notified. Return if you can."

[Elvenoutrider]

Vooktu takes a long pause staring at the sky, then looks back to the carnage on the ground before his eyes fall on a number of the dead clones.

"We don't just need to fortify it, the jedi temple cant stand against all of coruscant. We need to get all surviving jedi out of there and get us somewhere safe. We need a ship big enough to house the whole order and whoever decides to come with us. We need nothing short of a capital class ship. I don't think we can get away with stealing one the Acclimator class assault ships, but we may get away with one of the escort frigates. The trick is getting onto the ship and getting to the bridge. Once we get to the bridge we can depressurize the ship room by room to stop any opposition. We need to get back to base and get aboard a shuttle. and the armor of our fallen clone brothers should offer us just the way to sneak in. We can claim the lightsabers and equipment we carry are trophies and that we shot the jedi and threw their bodies from the bridge."

[A'den]

Tripp Aeron

Master Aeron looks around at the destruction he paused at Master Zian's body to see if there was anything to be done but he could hardly sense anything. It was an effort to summon some empathy, the banal tone of the clonetrooper letting them know they were safe until someone with authority told them to shoot just reinforced Tripp's notions. It would almost be doing them a favor to end them now, he halted mid step and shook his head. That path lead to the Dark Side. He knew that.

"Look around Vooktu, one of us is nearly dead and we are five of the Order's best. Can you imagine how this repeated out over hundreds of others worlds where the Jedi are alone with a legion? Or standing on the bride of a ship that just went mutiny against them to a man. No, we may be the few of the survivors.

I agree we need to help those at the Temple. It can't be long before they just blast it from orbit with cruisers. We need help, who do we know is currently in a war with the Republic with billions of battle droids and thousands of warships? If we are going to rescue the Jedi at the Temple we're going to need a distraction... a really big distraction."

Tripp trailed off but the truth was evident, who else had a chance of breaching the blockade and causing enough o distraction for legions of clone troopers assaulting the Jedi Temple.

"We may need a second Battle of Coruscant."

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"We can't subject the innocent population of Coruscant to that kind of danger and destruction again. We have to find another way. I agree that getting the Temple evacuated and off planet is a good idea but I question whether having all the jedi in one place is sensible. All together there is a better chance we can all be destroyed at the same time. Split into smaller group means more likelihood of longer term survival. In the end, we need to remove the chancellor from power, and address the reports of Master Skywalker leading an attack on the Temple. Why would he do that?"

[A'den]

Tripp Aeron

"Because that one has given into the emotions swirling with him, we all saw it. There was a darkness in him from the beginning we have just refused to see it."

Tripp paused, he bit back his retort for a moment.

"We can't help the people of Coruscant if were all exterminated. The danger we subject the people to will microcosmic compared to what the Chancellor may do if he has given over to whole sale slaughter of the Order then he is not afraid of us and he will not be afraid of doing the same to any other race in the galaxy."

The Jedi Master paused he was having difficulty retaining the Serenity he had in battle, battle was easy. Simple colors to draw the lines, hack this, don't hack here, step here, stop. The adrenaline was still clouding some of his judgment he purged the emotions from his mind as he walked with the others.

"We have two obvious objectives, protect what we can of the Jedi Order, and kill Chancellor Palpatine."

[Elvenoutrider]

"Palpatine is too heavily guarded, we would never get in ourselves. We would need... an army... Niner, can anyone's authority supersede palpatine's if he were declared unfit for duty?"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

One of the troopers holding the unconscious Niner turns to stare at Bannis. "...was that a serious question?"

[Elvenoutrider]

((Considering that ooc i know that the war council on a 2/3rds vote could order for palpatine's arrest and enact order 65, no it was a completely serious question))

[PairO'Dice Lost]

In-character, the trooper doesn't know how the whole government structure works regarding countermanding Palpatine; as far as he's concerned, Palpatine is God.

[A'den]

Elvenoutrider if clock the last button on the top right of the text box when your posting it add the (SPOILER)(/SPOILER) code just replace the '(' with brackets '[' ']'.

Tripp sighed, "All the roads before us lead to one destination we might as well choose one and act while we can."

He began scouting ahead back towards the Camp to try and find an unprotected dropship or something... If they could reach some civilized planet he could draw resources to aid them in this endeavor. He turned to last Clone Trooper in charge.

"I'm ordering you all to begin an evasion operation, start time now, then call in a medical evacuation request for Commander Niner, and report the need for reinforcements at these grid coordinates."

The grid coordinates for the MEDEVAC were for right but the reinforcement request was some distance away from the objective, hopefully it would draw off some of the reserve back at the camp.


Perception: [roll0]
Knowledge Tactics: [roll1] Anticipate Clone's camp security protocols.

[Elvenoutrider]

"hang on lets not make a move until we have come up with a plan"

[A'den]

Tripp Aeron

"You can plan all day, the Jedi Order needs our help. We know what we have to do its time to act. There's only two ways Master Vookto we just have to pick one and stick with it."

[The_Snark]

Ekaterina Vahn

It came as a relief to see that the clones weren't complete automatons, that whatever leashes the breeders on Kamino had saddled them with couldn't completely choke out their common sense. Still thinking beings, albeit uncommonly stubborn about upholding a cause they didn't (at the moment) agree with. It was something to think on. Once she could spare the time from worrying about the fate of the Order, at any rate.

The others were arguing already; she wondered if there were similar arguments taking place on Coruscant, Mygeeto, anyplace where two Jedi were left alive to wonder what came next. Fight a war against the Republic? Kill the Chancellor? Seek sanctuary from the Confederacy, or perhaps one of the independent world out on the Tingel Arm? Scatter and hide? It could tear the Order apart.

"A moment, Tripp," she said, perturbed. The war had touched him more deeply than she'd thought if his first instinct was to launch an attack on a densely populated civilized world. "I don't see that our course is as clear as all that. Take a minute to explain to an old woman before you do anything... rash?"

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

Arah Zhee very carefully cultivates a 'diplomatic' demeanor - the same face she put on when she was dealing with foreign dignitaries. There was more than one way to handle this, and because they were Jedi they would want to sit down and hash out all the possibilities - right here, in front of the clones, who they weren't accustomed to thinking of as enemies.

"We can talk as we move. Come on." She waves her hand to indicate that she expects the others to follow her and begins the walk back to the compound where she knows there will be ships.

If the others don't follow her, well, that's a shame. But Dorn at least will, and peer pressure can be a powerful thing...

[A'den]

Tripp Aeron

"Ekaterina, Bannis," Tripp sighed as he pulled up short just as Arah brushed past pulling her Padawan into her wake. He let them go. The old bat reached him more than the pilot ever would.

From the past he knew working with Ekaterina would be a challenge from the start she had the stubbornness of any clone. He pulled up short clipped his lightsaber to his belt and settled his robe more evenly over his shoulders and exhaled. He collected his thoughts even in their current straights he knew he would not get the old woman to shift forward unless he orchestrated his argument clearly.

"Our brethren are in dire straights, unless we confront this threat directly now before the people accept what has happened we will face a very different galaxy than the last few years. The Jedi Order have been the defenders of peace and justice for more than ten thousand years, how can we stand aside and let the whims of one strong armed dictator break that?"

Tripp paused focusing his perception on the now he had to remain distant for the situation though his thoughts drifted to his former apprentice, Kiera Starus who he knew was in the Temple on Coruscant presently. He pushed down his pride and concern Tripp looked into Ekaterina blue eyes part of him guessed at what she might suggest but he was weary what that might be she was a brilliant negotiator but he wondered had often she had been forced to consider the logistical costs of her idealism as he had too often the last few years. One couldn't be bound by niceties when they had to send thousands to certain death over years of war.

"The bridge leads to two places Ekaterina, we must find a way off planet if we are to save ourselves and preserve some part of the Order. We know who our enemy is, either we fight are way through to some CIS ships in the tower or we find some way to steal back to our ships and sneak away or at worst neutralize the few that stand against us and fight on. That CIS stronghold could hold who knows how many battle droids but we could get the surprise on the Clones in the camp if they believe we are dead."

He paused, Ekaterina had some idealist furball idea up her sleeve. She had never sacrificed her principles. He remembered her students had always learned quickly that methods were just as important if not more so than the results.

"What do you think?"

[Elvenoutrider]

"I have already stated what i believe we should do. Being that we do not know if there are in fact any cis ships ahead, we have no choice but to go back. That much is certain. The clone army believes us dead and we must keep up that charade as long as possible. Luckily, the dead clones have left us with a number of now vacant suits of armor with face shielding helmets. We can use this to get into the camp and aboard a transport to get us off planet. If the ship we leave the planet in has a hyperdrive, we commandeer that ship and get to coruscant. We will have to make up the plan as we go from that point. If the ship we take off in does not have a hyperdrive, we comandeer it to get us aboard a frigate and fly that to coruscant, and use the extra firepower to evacuate the jedi still left. Then we can fly to a safe location. At some point in our plan I would like to retrieve the ship I have been modifying from the hangers in coruscant. If the plan does not permit however, well it would be irrational of me to become attached."

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys listens to the masters' heated conversation. "I agree that we should move quickly and that protecting the temple and its contents are of paramount importance. I'd think we are more likely to be able to slip through a blockade in some form of small ship, perhaps a light freighter, with no military markings. We're not likely to find anything like that at the Republic forward Station." He looks back towards the CIS fortress, "I wonder if there's anything along those lines in there."

[Elvenoutrider]

The second the republic detects a freighter blasting off from the CIA base they are going to track it. Think we are better off trying to take a republic craft with some extra firepower. Plus we know there are ships in he republic base. That makes the decision clear to me.

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"That's a good point. Are we then agreed? The republic base for a transport?"

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee has long since come to that conclusion - which you can tell, because she has not turned around to accommodate the conversation. By now she is several feet away.

[The_Snark]

Ekaterina Vahn

Master Vahn watched Tripp marshal his thoughts with approval, though she kept it from her face. Whether he managed to convince her or not, she'd at least gotten him to step back and think about his reasons, which was at least as important as whether or not she agreed with them.

"Sensible enough," she said, nodding. "If we had any time to spare, I'd say we ought to find a civilian ship instead, but we don't. So." She jerked her head briefly in the direction of the impatient Zabrak Knight, and began to walk after her. "We'll have plenty of time in transit to think on what to do once we get to the Temple," she said briskly, "so right now we ought to think on what we're going to take and how. You'd know better than I what sort of ships will be at the base, and how they're guarded. Are we likely to find any small hyperspace-capable transports on the ground there?"

[Elvenoutrider]

None of the republic dropships or landing craft have3 hyperdrives. We are either going to have to commandeer a shuttle, or use one of the dropships to get up to the fleet. I couldn't say for sure what models they are using but there are likely to be shuttles there, especially if there are command units present, perhaps the clones would know which models. In any case, I must once again bring up the fact that we should make an effort to disguise ourselves before walking right into a base full of people trying to kill us.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

One of the clones steps forward to answer Bannis. "We have no hyper-capable craft on the ground, only a few LAAT/i transports. We did note the presence of a small non-Separatist spaceport nearby before landing, but we don't have any data on the number and type of ships there." As an aside to Ekaterina he adds, "If that's the spaceport where you came in, General, you'd know what's there better than we would."

He continues, "The Fleet jumped in close enough to prevent any independent freighters from leaving the planet, so chances are good that there are plenty of hyper-capable ships on the ground. If you want to stow away in a LAAT/i and try to commandeer a Fleet ship, we won't attack our brothers for you, but we'll do what we can to get you onto a transport."

[Elvenoutrider]

If he fleet is close enouh specifically wih the intent to stop ships from escaping than I don't think we have any choice but to get to the fleet with a transport. A freighter is going to get shot down easily especially I it doesnt have combat thrusters or proper sheilding

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys watches the disappearing back of master Zhee but adds to the conversation "But we are unlikely to be effective commandeering a frigate. We'd be better finding something a lot smaller that we can crew ourselves once we get there."

[Elvenoutrider]

We will have to decide what kind of craft to steal when the option presents itself. in any case I believe the decision has been made as to where we are going. Now we must set ourselves to the task of getting.

Bannis cant help but become frustrated at his allies repeatedly ignoring the fact that they would be shot on sight walking into a base full of clone troopers. He takes a deep breath and settles himself, recalling a lecture his master once gave him. Sometimes merely speaking and lecturing does no good. It is necessary at times to also lead by example. Bannis looks over the bodies of the fallen troopers trying to find a suit of armor that doesnt look as battle damaged. A large gaping hole in the armor would of course give away his disguise. Once he eyes a suit he begins the process of removing the trooper from the armor and donning it himself. it will be an uncomfortable fit, but compared to being shot he thinks it will be a large step up.

perception to find a good suit and ammo case to hide his lightsaber:
[roll0]

disguise check for having a suit (unmodified by circumstances and assuming we use a deception roll to calculate this)
[roll1]


((Nat 20 woot))

edit: I am also looking for any grenades I can grab to replace the ones I used in the fight

[A'den]

Tripp Aeron

Tripp watched Ekaterina follow the Zarbrak he did his best to keep his annoyance from growing to anything beyond that. All that fuss for her to simply agree, they could of been half to the camp by now! A slow smile lit up his face as he shook his head.

"The Clone Armor is either blasted or we'll have to strip some off the Troopers still alive, I don't know if its the best idea but we don't have much in the way of options. If we go in fast and hard and steal a LAAT/i we should be able to get away to the Starport. From there we fade into the crowd and find a smuggler's ship, or we travel over land on foot. Either way time is burning. "

[pffh]

Sienn Zian

Wincing as he finishes binding his wounds Sienn finally speaks

"It won't be easy but it is our best choice and the longer we wait we risk losing the temple"

Catch a second wind for +28hp and then force treatment treat injury first aid check for level+roll-15 more hp
[roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

There are no corpses with sufficiently-undamaged armor that would stand up to scrutiny, thanks to the AAT and your lightsaber work, but there are enough dead clones on the field that you can easily cobble together eight complete sets with a few minutes' work. You all drag the bodies under the tree line, to hide you from the ARC-170s above, and the troopers assist you silently as you assemble your disguises. You can definitely sense a bit of resentment that they won't be able to give all of their comrades a proper burial, since dragging eight extra bodies back to base would give away the deception, but none voice their opinion and no Jedi who hadn't spent as much time around clones as you all had would feel anything amiss.

The armor is very hot and uncomfortable for everyone with your robes and equipment beneath it, even those who are basically built like clone troopers. The non-Humans among you have it worst of all, of course--Sienn's definitely going to have cramps in his lekku for the next few hours. By the time you're all ready to move out, the clones have revived Commander Niner and gotten him back on his feet, but he's still leaning on another trooper for support. He orders the troops to form up and move out, and with that you're on the way to headquarters, leaving the carnage on the bridge and the still-raging battle in the air behind.

A quarter-hour or so later, you find yourselves back at the base. You march up to the line of sentries, Niner gives the routine sign-and-countersign identification, and he explains the situation to the nearest two sentries. "It wasn't very pretty. Order 66 came through and we tried to take them by surprise, but they saw it coming and took out half my remaining men before I saw what happened. We never really had a chance. A droid starfighter crashed and took out one or two of them, and the rest ran off into the forest after that, and that's the only reason any of us made it back here at all. My comm's damaged; comm one of the Alphas and tell them I'm taking the platoon to the med tent and that he can debrief me later."

The sentry salutes and Niner moves the group farther into the base. You hear the click of changing comm channels and Niner's voice comes through your helmets. "That should prevent anyone from poking holes in the cover story until after you're gone. Master Aeron, you're wearing CT-65/240's armor, my subcommander, so if you hear me give an order to 'Sixty-Five', that's you. 'Sixty-Five's unit' is all eight of you. We shouldn't run into any of my superiors before you can hitch a ride up to the Fleet, but if we do I want you to be prepared."

We'll use Deception for the disguises, with a -2 penalty to the Humans and a -5 to the non-Humans for the awkward fit of the armor. Everyone has time to take 20 on the check, and has the assistance of one clone trooper each, for a total result of [max roll] for the Humans and [max-3] for the rest.

Arah: 28
Bannis: 23
Sienn: 29
Tripp: 30
Rhys: 28
Ekaterina: 31
Padawans: 25

Perception checks for the sentries: [roll0] [roll1]

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys falls into line staying close to his padawan. He remains silent, if tense, as they enter the perimeter of the base. Once inside he keeps his eyes open for a suitable transport.

[A'den]

Tripp Aeron

"Yes, Commander." Tripp acknowledged in a voice that sounded off from his usuall Holonet worthy voice, there was a slight gravel to it and a hardness he didn't often speak with. He cradled the blaster rifle he carried in hands like he had seen thousands of Clones do before. For him it wasn't so hard to fall into mind set, he had a life time's worth of memories of varying Clones though the idiosyncrasies varied from Clone to Clone somethings just never changed.

Perception Check: Where are the Transports? [roll0]

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis tries to mimic the actions of the other soldiers, and makes a point of not speaking as a duros' speach is quite different from a human's

[The_Snark]

Ekaterina Vahn

Ekaterina remained silent. The clone armor had adjusted to fit her surprisingly well, considering the one-size-fits-everybody nature of the armor... and her non-military posture... and her height, which was quite clearly shorter than the others; she'd affected a limp in hopes that casual onlookers would assume she was injured and couldn't stand straight. It was in fact a surprisingly good disguise considering the circumstances, but it did nothing for her voice. She might be able to grunt a couple of monosyllables without giving herself away, but that was it.

Hopefully Tripp would make sure she didn't have to say anything. Boy made a pretty decent imitation soldier; she supposed three years of leading them would do that for you.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Soon enough the platoon arrives at the med tent, and a Republic medic quickly begins triage, sorting out the clone troopers who need a dip in the portable bacta pools from those who just need bandages and minor surgery. To be triaged, all of the troopers are taking off various parts of their armor to give the medics access to their injuries; right before a medic gets to your group, Niner jerks a thumb over his shoulder and says "Sixty-Five, take your unit over by the gear tent and get us restocked. Two to one ion to frag grenade ratio, this time."

The medic, a young human female who looks to be just out of basic training, looks slightly annoyed and lifts her datapad as if to object, but Niner holds out his hands placatingly and says "Don't worry, his group's not all that banged up, you can treat them later. I need my unit ready to get back into the field soon, and that takes priority." With a sigh and shake of her head, the medic moves on to the next trooper.

TrippThrough a partially-open tent flap behind the commander, you catch sight of the wingtip of a LAAT/i transport.

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis knows he isn't wearing pilot armOr so hopping into the pilots seat and taking off would probably provoke a lethal response. With the arc170s in the air he didn't think there was any chance of getting very far. Their best bet was to wait until they got to hrs hangers on the capital ship. Eager to refill his grenade stock, he follows the order and hopes the others will follow his lead

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys reacts as if he was a clone soldier and follows 'sixty-five', making his way to the supply tent as ordered.

[pffh]

Sienn Zian

Following the others Sienn feels uneasy about being surrounded by so many potential enemies and feeling as if his lekku might burst through the helmet at any moment blowing their cover he sends out a short message through the force "We can not afford any delays. The others need us."

[A'den]

"Right, Squad shift your gears. Let's Move!" Tripp works his best NCO bark he doesn't wait for the reply and immediately ducks under the tent flap assessing the LAAT/i. He takes a quick look around before jogging towards the transport like he owns the place.

"This is probably gonna be our only chance, best bet is to take off make a break for the spaceport and pretend to get shot down. We're not gonna make it past fleet security Bannis. Fleet ships have all sorts of ship board security, thermal imaging, controlled environmental systems, no where to hide or run. The cruisers are a dead end. We've gotta chance it with a smuggler. Get aboard."

Tripp spoke in a half whisper.


Persuasion [roll0] To get the voice right.
Perception [roll1]

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis' Fingers twitched with anticipation at the thought of being in the pilot seat. The others were right, they couldn't wait any longer, the starport was the best option, and they needed the transport to get there, Bannis was sure he could outmanuever the arc170s, he jogs forward to join his team, whilst doing so preparing a bit of a surprise that would keep the clones busy:

stealth check to slip 4 frag grenades into the grenade launcher of his guns without the clones noticing.


He knew little of the others skill with blasters but he hoped they would be prepared to run the turrets while he flew.

Bannis turns to niner for the last time and whispers to him and the two clones holding him up (only if I can say this out of earshot of the enemy clones)

"This may be the last time we see each other, so I'm giving you a choice. There's room for you and a bunch of your men on this transport. Come with us, help us save the republic. The empire that Palpatine is building isn't the same one that you love. Were going to need good men on our side. Come and help us save the galaxy."
Persuadion:
[roll]1d20+6

[Elvenoutrider]

Persuasion:
[roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Niner is silent while the Jedi pile into the transport as discreetly as possible. "You know," he says slowly over your private comm channel, "Jedi always talk about 'the galaxy'. Save the galaxy, defend the galaxy, so on. But what they really do, what they've been doing for thousands of years, is defend the Republic. I'm a clone; I've been made for the express purpose of fighting for the Republic, and I accept that. Loyalty to the Republic has always been my primary motivation, and betraying it is...well, unthinkable, really...but then, I've already disobeyed a direct order from the man who is the Republic, for all practical purposes." He looks back at the main body of the camp, at his many brother clones, for several silent moments before turning back to the Masters. "But I've seen a lot during this war. I used to think that Jedi were all heroic, perfect, invulnerable demigods, but I got over that pretty damn fast. I used to think that the Republic was the only worthwhile civilization, protecting against the dangers of anarchy and disunion, but I've seen planets with populations just as happy under the 'evil' Separatists, and populations just as happy on the Rim without any real government at all. And now I've seen my perfect Republic turn on its perfect servants, and I don't know what is right anymore."

You hear a click as the channel switches from the secure unit channel to just a link between Niner and the eight of you. He lifts his left arm from the shoulder of the trooper he's leaning on and waves vaguely at the clones around him. "These troopers aren't programmed with enough initiative to ponder these things, or even express their doubts at all. All that I just said, about changing opinions about the Republic, wouldn't even cross their minds. They're like tinnies--droids--that way, and if they heard me say that, they'd be insulted and angry, not because they resented being called mindless but because droids are 'the enemy' and nothing more. Long story short, I don't think I want to wait around here for the Chancellor to decide that we clones have outlived our usefulness and kill us off too. I may only have half the life expectancy of Jango Fett, but damn if I don't want to cut that life short with a vibroblade in the back from the higher-ups. The rank-and-files won't do it--the GAR is all they know, and they're too blindly loyal--and I bet most ARCs don't sympathize with the Jedi at all, since they never mingle. But as long as you're leading, I'm following."

With the help of two troopers, Niner levers himself up into the transport bay of the LAAT/i and switches back to the unit channel. "Troopers: About face and return to camp. You're on normal duty now. At the first opportunity, you have my express permission to retrieve the bodies of the brothers we left behind. If any of the Alphas ask, you don't know where I am and Sixty-Five's unit has been dead since the battle. Dismissed."

You have obtained one clone commander, slightly used. If anyone wants to do something before the transport takes off, post to that effect in the next day or so, then we'll take off for the spaceport. Anyone who wants to call the gunner or copilot positions can do that as well.

[Elvenoutrider]

Before hopping into the pilot seat bannis looks to the group, pulling out his assortment of blasters, heavy rifle with grenade launcher, spare frag grenade, and 2 thermal detonators.

Were about to be in the middle of a firefight, they are going to notice he ship taking off. If you don't have a blaster grab one, your goIng to need them. Unless anyone objects, I think miner should tAke the grenade launcher, he probably has more training than the rest of you. There's four frag grenades in it. When I take off I'm gointo lift off hard and fast. Make sure your holding on tight

[pffh]

Climbing into the back of the transport Sienn opens a channel to the other masters and Niner ""The clones are young. Even if they look adult their minds are still naive and easily shaped and maybe one day their mind can be their own but today we can use this to our advantage." he pauses as he switches position trying to get comfortable but his wounds are still fresh and the suit isn't helping "When we take off I will wipe our presence from their minds. To them we will simply vanish. It will only buy us a minute or two so make the most of it."

Ready action to burn destiny point for a force haze when we take off

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis left out a sigh of relief, maybe there wouldn't have to be more killin today. Bannis hops into he pilot seat and runs his hands over he controls. He feels he force flowin through the vehicle. For an instant, he and the craft are one as he feels every wing flap, control thrusters, and weapons system before he snaps back to reality. It was here that he was truly at ease. He was a duros. Jedi or not their true calling was not on he ground

A minute or two is al I need to get us out of sight.nibneed you guys on the laser turrets in case those starfihters catch on

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The LAAT/i lifts a meter off the ground with a whine of engines powering up. Some nearby clones look over in the transport's direction, but Sienn's mental influence is too strong, and they turn away again without seeing it. Bannis handles the craft as if he grew up flying Republic troop transports, and you rise out of the camp. No notice is made of your passing as you fly past the med tents, the gear sheds, and the sleeping tents. "Amazing," breathes Niner with awe in his voice. "I'm on this transport and I'm still having a hard time seeing it!" As the transport continues to rise, you break the tree line and can see over the forest canopy to the Separatist fortifications you were assaulting what seems like hours ago. There are few droid starfighters in the air, and many of the gun emplacements are smoking wreckage. The bridge to the entrance is covered in white-helmeted heads; you might not have broken into the fortress, but you certainly eviscerated the defenders enough to let the clones waltz in unopposed.

In a few more seconds you are at the edge of the camp and almost out of sight. Before you quite leave the area, however, you catch sight of one trooper in heavily-modified striped armor walking out of a command tent. It's one of the Alpha ARC troopers, one of two assigned to this critical mission. He looks up toward your transport as it zooms by overhead, shading his eyes with one gauntleted hand. He turns his head toward another trooper as if asking a question and points up at you; when the trooper doesn't respond, he drops his hand and heads back into the tent. Twenty minutes later, with Sienn's Force cloak just about to wear off, you come into sight of the civilian spaceport. Bannis lands the transport in an out-of-the-way area just a few minutes' walk from the main docking bays; you don't even feel a bump as he sets it down, soft as a whisper.

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis hops out of the cockpit eager to get out of the clone armor. He quickly changes into his flight suit.

I guess there's nowhere to go but forward. Lets get to the spaceport.

[pffh]

As Sienn starts removing his own armor he turns to Bannis "Patience Master Vookto our robes and the commanders armor will make us stick out in the crowd. We need to either modify our robes or locate new clothes."

[Elvenoutrider]

Or I could go in alone to find us transport, no one would think twice about a duros in a spaceport

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys removes the restrictive armour plates of his disguise from the under suit. "Perhaps that would be a good plan. Alternatively, we could carry these disguises further and have a republic inspection enter the spaceport? We're sure to have pursuit soon though, that ARC trooper wasn't buying the deception, Perhaps the lone Duros.."

Rhys searches his feelings on the immediate results of letting Bannis go alone to find a ship.

Search feelings DC is 15, Rhys' modifier is higher than 15

[PairO'Dice Lost]

RhysWhen you concentrate on sensing the ebb and flow of the Force between you, Bannis, and the spaceport, you feel a quick, muted flutter of hope. His going alone won't magically solve your problems, but you don't sense that anything bad will happen.

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car
"I sense no imminent disasters through the Force where you to enter the starport alone Bannis."

[Elvenoutrider]

Then to the spaceport I will head. Make your preparations.

Banns walks in the direction of th spaceport before momentarily lOoking back at the gunship as though looking at a friend he would never see again. He whispers under his breath: "I wish we could take her with us"

Gather information at the starport

[roll0]

[The_Snark]

"Perhaps you could find some clothes for us, as well as a ship?" Ekaterina asks as the Duros gets ready to move off. "It will be much easier for us to move around if we aren't immediately recognizable as Jedi."

[pffh]

"Be careful out there Master Vookto we don't want to attract unwanted attention, may the force be with you."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

BannisRumor has it that there's a freighter or two willing to take any passengers who would rather avoid any, ahem, "Republic entanglements" through the blockade for a modest fee. However, no one you talked to was able to point you in the supposed pilots' direction, even after spending three hours in the local cantina chatting up all the spacers you could find.

[Elvenoutrider]

Ok I'm going to try to walk around the spaceport, figure out which shiP would be ideal for blockade running using my knowledge of tech and mechanics and find he owner of that vessel,

[roll0]

Today is apparently not my day

[PairO'Dice Lost]

BannisAfter you've completed your discreet tour of the spaceport, you've found a few ships that you suspect might be good for blockade running, but you weren't able to determine exactly what their specs might be. However, you did note one freighter that had removed its escape pods and disguised some other module (probably weapons or shields) as its pods to the undiscerning eye, which is a highly illegal modification that usually indicates a profitable smuggler who can afford the larger bribes required to put that one past experienced spaceport inspectors.

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis was impressed by the handiwork of the ship, but there was no time to explore it in detail. He had found a likely candidate. He approaches the ship in a nonthreatening manner to see if a member of the crew is aboard or nearby.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

When Bannis approaches the ship, two humanoids come into view, one Human leaning against a landing strut talking softly into a comlink and one Twi'lek refueling the ship. Bannis senses another humanoid out of sight, inside the ship near the entrance. The Human finishes his conversation and puts away the comlink, resting his hands casually on the two heavy blaster pistols hanging from each hip. "If you're looking for a job, Duros, turn right around and walk away. Don't need any more crew what with this blockade, seeing as us law-abiding freighters aren't gonna be doing any flying any time soon. Don't wanna run into any Republic entanglements."

[Elvenoutrider]

You could say I've got an eye for ships captain, and all the modifications you've made to yours caught my attention. Im goingto cut right to the chase captain. I'm looking for a pilot with the equipment and testicular fortitude necessary to get me and 5 ohers from here to coruscant, blockade be damned. Such a captain would be well compensated of course. Know anyone who would be interested?

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The captain takes his hands off the holsters of his blasters and crosses them across his chest, his expression shifting from challenging to businesslike. "You're a blunt one. I like that. If you can pay, I can take you: 3,000 credits a head, half now, half on arrival. First thing's first, though: Are you wanted by the Republic? Don't tell me why, if you are," he says, holding up a hand, "I don't want to know why. Just yes or no. If you are, that'll be an extra 500 a head for the associated risk. If you have codes or slicers or other things that would make it easier to get past the blockade, though, that cancels the extra fee--again, don't care how or why, just yes or no. I leave as soon as you pay; if you have the credits now, I can be ready to leave within half a standard hour. Do we have a deal?"

[Elvenoutrider]

You could say myself and my friends and I are wanted. Were looking to get off world as soon as possible. There are 8 others besides me.

Bannis looks down at his datapad dismayed

All I have on me is 9000 credits. Is that enough to get you to start prepping the ship for launch. My companions will gladly pay the rest when they arrive. Also do you have a few sets of clothes they could borrow. They current garb would draw unwanted attention.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The Human shakes his head. "I'll start prepping for launch when I have every last credit in my strongbox, and not before. The sooner they get here and give me my credits, the sooner we leave." He looks over his shoulder and calls out to the Twi'lek, "Hey, Lec! When she's all fueled up, go in and grab eight outfits out of the disguise locker. Go with the Innocent Civilians sets in box 3." "We lost those on the last gig, remember, Boss? The one with the--" "Right, right. Down-On-Our-Luck Merchants it is, then, box 5."

As the Twi'lek seals up the fuel ports and heads into the ship to fetch clothing, the captain gives Bannis a conspiratorial wink and a grin. "Ran into some Jedi on our last job that didn't exactly appreciate us hauling glitterstim. Heh. The one time we go for a real high-risk run, the one time we pull something that could land us in Kessel, and those sanctimonious Guardians of the kriffing Galaxy run right into us. They managed to pull out those 'sabers that're constantly stuck up their asses and give us a run for our money, but we made it out in one piece. Disguises were shot, though. Slashed up, more like it. Ah, well." He sobers up and makes a shooing motion. "Now go get your friends. Time we showed this rock our aft thrusters."

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis swore under his breath. It would have been better to just leave when they got there.

Thank you captain, ill go and get my companions.

Bannis ran off and got on his commlink

I found us a captain, he will take us for 3500 a head. He knows we are wanted, doesnt know we are jedi. He has a problem with jedi so keep the sabers hidden. I have 8 disguises. Hes ready to leave as soon as he gets the money. Disable the gunship and meet me on the path to the spaceport.

Bannis starts running full speed. Time is an issue here

[pffh]

"Did they mention anything about the expected travel time? From what I understand these smugglers often have unusually fast ships and maybe we can bribe them to push it to it's limit"

[Elvenoutrider]

I'll ask when we get you all to the ship

[Ezeze]

Arah changes unbashfully, stowing her robes and other gear in a satchel then secreting her lightsaber upon her person. "It makes sense for him to dislike Jedi. A few hours ago we would have been trying to shut him down." She shakes her head "But if all he's after are credits we shouldn't have too much of a problem."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Soon enough Bannis leads everyone to the ship he found; Niner is looking very awkward and uncomfortable out of his armor and everyone else is doing the best they can to look as un-Jedi-like as possible in their robes. When the group arrives, the Human and Twi'lek are outside the ship, waiting casually with hands on their blasters. "Afternoon, folks. Welcome to the...what name is she under in this port?" "The Corellian Princess." "Right. Welcome to the Corellian Princess. I'm your captain, Varon, and this is my copilot, Lec. Our friend Sephi is inside. Not our real names, of course, but they're better than 'Hey You'. Names don't matter here--don't tell us yours, we don't wanna know. Now, if you can just give me my credits, we can be on our way."

Once the credits are handed over, the captain ushers everyone inside and shows you your civilian clothes--they're superficially ragged, as befits "down-on-their-luck merchants," but they're of good enough quality. After everyone changes the captain approaches you and tells you to strap into your crash webbing. "We'll be ready to go in a few minutes. Couple things: If you want to keep those disguises it'll be extra; we don't have too many sets. If you have any codes, be ready to give me them once we break orbit. No walking around, no touching things, nothing suspicious, got it? This isn't a pleasure cruise."

I'll assume you give him the 27,000 credits; you can figure out how to split it up later.

Deception checks to see how well you can make your Jedi robes look nondescript, hide lightsabers, etc. (taking 10):
Arah: 21
Sienn: 21
Bannis: 16
Tripp: 20
Rhys: 28
Ekaterina: 21

Perception checks to see through it:
"Varon": [roll0]
"Lec": [roll1]
"Sephi": [roll2]

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys changes into the clothing provided slipping his lightsaber into a pocket. He supplies the credits for himself and his padawan.

[A'den]

Tripp looked at the rags he was supposed to wear and almost resisted a moment, sneaking past deadly soldiers with stolen armor had been a bit galling but he donned the rags without voicing the complaints that floated in his head. He secreted his lightsabers in his boots which he refused to give up, good boots were hard to come by.

"Is this bucket of bolts really going to make it?"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

"Bucket of bolts?" An amused feminine drawl drifts out of the cockpit, followed shortly by a female Human wielding a hydrospanner, goggles on her head and a smirk on her face. "Darling, this 'bucket of bolts' makes those Acclamators in orbit look positively sluggish. The Princess packs a Class 2 hyperdrive, same as an Acclamator's got, and she's got solid enough shields to take a torp up the exhaust without slowing down. Their quad turbolasers could put a dent in her, but" she pats the bulkhead affectionately "they'd have to hit her first." She walks over to where Tripp is sitting and leans casually against his seat, her gaze sweeping over to take in everyone, lingering on Sienn and Rhys. "Relax, handsome, we'll get you and your friends to Coruscant in one piece, don't you worry your little heads."

The captain walks past the hatch to the passenger compartment, and without even slowing or looking in he calls out briskly, "No flirting with the cargo, Sephi, you know that. Go back and make sure the other cargo's secured, why don't you." "Right away, Captain. See you later, boys." Sephi stretches, giving everyone a good long look at her, and slinks back out the hatch, which closes behind her. There is a moment of silence before Niner, sitting between the two Padawans, whispers hoarsely "Is every flight in a civilian vessel like this? I can't see how they could make even one run successfully with lax attitudes like that!"

[pffh]

Changing into the provided clothes Sienn removes the string binding his lekku and binds it around his saber fashioning a makeshift amulet, allowing it to hang close to his chest yet out of sight.

"Unfortunately most are worse and we are quite lucky to have this room to ourselves when most would simply stash us in the cargo hold. But seeing as we have some free time on our hands we better decide what we'll do once we reach home"

He pauses and looks around the room before sending a short message through the force "Keep in mind the room is probably bugged"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Niner practically jumps out of his skin when he hears Sienn's voice in his head, then composes himself and nods professionally at Sienn to thank him for the warning. The captain's voice comes over an intercom somewhere in the room to tell you to strap into your crash webbing, and you all hear the whine of engines powering up. Within ten seconds, the Corellian Princess goes from cold start to liftoff, and fifteen seconds later you're in orbit. "If anyone has an easy way to make it past the blockade, get up to the cockpit now," the captain says over the intercom, and Niner stands. "I'm already breaking all of the rules," he mutters, "what's one more? Although...."

He sits back down again. "I don't mind helping you get past this blockade; it doesn't hurt anyone if I do. But if I use my codes now, they'll probably lock me out and I might not be able to help you later. I'm not trained for naval combat, so I have no idea what this ship's odds are for survival if we have to fight our way out. It's up to you, Master J--" he coughs once, twice, as he remembers the possibility of bugs just in time "Master J-Jacen, whether I use the codes I stole now or not."

[Elvenoutrider]

Niner they are going to find out you defected soon enough anyway. Get up there and give him the codes

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"Will those codes hold up long enough to get us into Coruscant if you don't burn them now?"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Niner answers Rhys, "I think so. The GAR doesn't routinely deactivate codes until their owner is confirmed KIA or MIA, and I should have stalled them enough so they don't realize that, ah, that the clone I took them from is missing until we touch down. If I use them now and someone catches on, they'll disable the codes regardless of who used them. So it really comes down to whether we want to take the risk against fewer ships when we're in the open or against more ships when we can blend into the traffic."

[pffh]

"Use them now it will be easier to get through on Coruscant then here. Besides it will be quite suspicious if the codes from a commander stationed on Cato Nemodia suddenly turn up in orbit around Coruscant"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

"Yessir." Niner marches up to the cockpit, and a few minutes later you suddenly feel the dramatic lack of anything happening as you are not all blasted to pieces by a ship ten times the size of yours.

Shortly thereafter, the deck plates vibrate as the Princess makes the jump to hyperspace, and Niner returns to the passenger compartment. "That's that, I suppose," he sighs. "I had to tell them we were going to Coruscant--I couldn't think of a plausible destination fast enough that would be on the same vector. But the captain said this will be a whole new ship by the time we reach Triple Zero, as far as docking authorities will be concerned, so we should be safe."

[Ezeze]

"When we get home" Arah uses the word 'home' casually - it was appropriate and Sienn had already used it "we'll have to adapt to whatever is already happening. There will probably be plans in place - there were others much closer than we were."

[Elvenoutrider]

I have my own ship and 2 droids docked on coruscant. Id hate to leave the planet without them. We need a way to evacuate whoever is left at the jedi temple. we need either one big ship or a lot of little ones

[pffh]

Sienn looks grimly at Bannis as he mentions the jedi temple "If there are survivors they could be snuck into the undercity and from there they might be able to acquire a lift from someone like our respectable captain"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

"Speaking of acquiring a lift...." Sephi's voice emanates softly from the intercom, projecting pure innocent curiosity. "I'm wondering why a renegade clone trooper and a bunch of folks who want to rescue some Jedi and who might very well be Jedi themselves are hitching a ride on a little old 'bucket of bolts' like the Princess instead of riding home in luxury on a Republic cruiser."

[pffh]

Obviously annoyed by the interruption Sienn takes a deep breath before answering "We have some business with the Jedi and would prefer to remain undetected by the Republic and the Seperatists and lets just leave it at that"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

"So you're not Jedi, then." Sephi sounds disappointed. "Oh well. But what is this about 'survivors'?"

[pffh]

"Like I said, we have some business with the Jedi and what we call the Jedi we do business with is our business just like what you call your ship or crew is your business"

Deception roll? Deception roll (or maybe persuasion but meh I have the same modifier) [roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

"Calm down, handsome," Sephi says, sounding defensive. "You can't blame a girl for wondering. Well, by the sound of it you can, but I'll leave you folks alone for now."

[Ezeze]

Arah stands up and places a hand on Sephi's shoulder with an easy smile. "Pardon my friends. They're cranky and clearly don't know how to speak to a lady. We have some time to kill, maybe you could show me around?"

(ooc: Yes, Arah's response to this is to hit on the flirty chick. Either she'll keep her busy so she's not eavesdropping or she'll leave us the hell alone :smalltongue:)

[pffh]

"Now that little interruption is over we can get back to business" Sienn turns to Niner "The place will be heavily guarded by clones and I doubt we will be able to avoid fighting and we fully understand if you do not want to fight your former brothers." He pauses and turns to Ekaterina "And you, I understand that you and the order have not always seen eye to eye and we would not blame either of you if you do not want to take part in the upcoming battle." Taking a deep breath he stands up, turns to the whole group and continues "Whatever plan that is already in place or that we devise one thing is certain the place will be heavily guarded. Tripp, Rhys and Arah you three are our best bet in a direct head on assault. If Skywalker is still leading the attack that will complicate matters but we must not lose our head if he is and our first priority should be to help evacuate the children if they haven't done so already"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Engineering Compartment

Sephi is sitting at a small comm station between the passenger compartment and the cockpit when Arah finds her, and he can hear the voices of her fellow Jedi emanating from a tiny speaker as she arrives. "Well, beautiful, I don't think I can show you around the ship, really," Sephi drawls, "seeing as the captain doesn't like passengers getting a look at what we have back there." She stands and reaches out to turn a dial on the comm station, and the voices coming through the speaker are almost silenced but do not go away completely; you'd have to work to make out any words. "But if you're the technical sort, I can show you what modifications I've made to the shields and hyperdrive. Nothing too illegal there, and a girl has to have a chance to show off sometime."

Sephi's Perception checks:
Perception vs. Deception: [roll0]
If first Perception check succeeded, Perception to hear what Sienn said: [roll1] vs. DC 25


Passenger Compartment

Niner crosses his arms. "They aren't former brothers," he says petulantly. "None of us is going to suddenly stop being a GAR Fett clone. I'll do what I can to help you get to the Temple, but the day will never come when I raise a blaster against my brothers."

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys nods at Sienn's determination that Rhys is included in the combat capable group. He checks that Kriss is ok before taking advantage of some downtime to enter a Force trance to heal some of the wounds he took from the AAT back on the bridge.

[Ezeze]

Arah crooks one side of her lips upward in a playful smile and gestures to the speaker. "Will it stop you spying on my friends? I was under the impression that one of the things we paid so handsomely for was discretion."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Engineering Compartment

"Discretion? What, not asking about your names, what you did to make the Republic put a price on your heads, where on Coruscant you're headed, what you lot were doing on the kriffing capital world of the CIS without a ship of your own, and suchlike isn't discreet enough for you? Honey, I'd lower my standards just a bit if I were you." Smiling to show that her comment was meant in jest, Sephi walks over and leans on the bulkhead next to Arah. "Don't worry, I'm not spying on you for the captain. Believe me, if I were telling him what I overheard, you'd know; he's no friend of Jedi--something about his sister a long way back, I gather--and the thought of you going to meet them would just about blow his motivator. I'm just...intrigued. Nine apparent civilians, plain-dressed and shipless, chartering a smuggler to Coruscant to meet with Jedi? Not something you see every day, even in a galaxy as big as this one."

[A'den]

Tripp settles down into a what appears to be a lack position against one of the bulkheads and closed his eyes listening to Sienn and Niner talk. The quiet thrum of the engine vibrated in the floor plates, the hum drum whur of machinery was lost to his mind but the regularity and consistency of it helped him focus.

"'The Jedi' won't save anyone if they end up having to fight clones, Sienn there are millions, maybe billions, of clones now, even the combined might of every Jedi in the galaxy they would be snuffed out like a candle in a maelstrom against that many. They would have to strike off the head of the snake that big, this Skywalker you talk of leading this rumored rebellion would be an adequate target for whoever planned to stop what the Republic is becoming."

Tripp spoke with his eyes closed but even then there seemed to be a displeased glare aimed at Sienn at every word he placed emphasis on. They had just worked very hard to pass off this deception they had been very very lucky to achieve what they had so far and the Twi'Lek Forcling was going to sink with his loose lips.

Letting go the mild anger that warmed his heart for a moment he cooled down and focused his abilities. He needed to see...


Quiet the Mind: Force Regimen
Use Force Check: [roll0]
DC 23: 1 Use of Far Seeing and Visions

[Ezeze]

Arah smiles "maybe you're right. I'm afraid I can't satisfy your curiosity, though I'd love to - but we have to place a high premium on secrecy right now. Incidentally I would like to see your modifications, if you were serious."

Arah will happily keep Sephi distracted for a few hours yet, chatting and getting her to teach her the basics of the technology.

[pffh]

Sienns fists clenched at Tripps response "Indeed they would fail but how many of those clones are spread out across the galaxy fighting the Seperatists and how many are on Coruscant right now because those are the only ones anyone needs to worry about." taking a deep breath and leaning against a chair he relaxes a bit "And neither the Republic nor Skywalker should be the concern of anyone right now. Our focus and hopefully theirs should be protect their own."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Engineering Compartment

"Oh, I was serious," Sephi tells Arah. "C'mon, let me show you how you turn a Class 5 drive into a Class 2." The mechanic spends the remainder of the trip explaining her modifications in enthusiastic detail, the comm station forgotten.

Passenger Compartment

"I don't think the Jedi have too much to worry about," Niner says. "Last I heard, only one legion is stationed on Triple Zero at any one time. The way the handful of you handled my platoon, I bet an entire Temple of Jedi can take just one legion." There is a pause, then, sounding slightly less sure of himself, he adds, "Then again, that 'just one legion' is the 501st. Not exactly an ordinary legion. And Skywalker was given personal command of it. So you may be right to be worried."

TrippThough you focus your thoughts on Anakin Skywalker, in your mind's eye you can only see swirling darkness. The pall of the Dark Side yet clouds your vision.

[A'den]

Tripp frowned even drifting in the silence of his mind's eye the cloak of the Dark Side still protected its adherent. He wasted not a moment more gazing at that tumultuous energy before drawing back in on himself and opening his eyes to the ship around him. Sienn and Niner's comments echoed in his thoughts.

"What you are talking about is open war, if the Jedi Temple is under siege then the 501st is at least going toe to toe with the Jedi with Skywalker at its head. The Sith have revealed themselves, they want them to fight to bring open war to the steps of the galactic capital. What better way to turn the galaxy against them than to lay the sacking of Coruscant at their feet. Skywalker is in the open and so is his Master. They strike off the head of the serpent and the body will whither, without the pall of the Dark Side influencing events the Senate should be able to restore peace reign in the Clones. They cannot avoid the needless deaths of thousands when just two will suffice. Think, the Separatists are on the run in the Outer Rim, every available battle group in the Mid Rim and Expansion Region will be called back by Palpatine to crush the Jedi. They cannot afford to think of events in a vaccum, Palpatine took advantage of that very fact of the Jedi when he came to power, and they cannot lay down our charge. Hunted or not, they are still guardians of peace & justice."

[pffh]

Looking down ""I... I... You are right. I had hoped no more Jedi would have to die but you're right"

[Elvenoutrider]

So your suggesting that rather than try for temple, we go directly for skywalker and palpatine. If they truly are sith lords their power will be beyond ours. But maybe our attack will give the others a chance to escape.

[A'den]

Tripp *face palm*

Tripp looked at the pilot with an exasperated glare and lowered his forehead to his palm rubbing his scalp with his fingers.

"Disguises are quite pointless if noone can be careful about how they speak."

[pffh]

Sienn sits back down and prepares to meditate "Indeed. Lets discuss this further after we have scouted out the situation on the planet."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The conversation fades into individual musings and meditation, and the passenger compartment is mostly quiet for the next few hours. Niner's durasteel-strong military discipline breaks around the nine-hour mark; his shoulders slump and he makes a few comments about never being this aimless before and always having some other clones to talk to. Arah returns at some point during the long wait; Sephi sent her back so the mechanic could "get into character."

After a nice, relaxing 13-hour trip, you feel the deck plates rattle as the ship falls out of hyperspace and the maneuvering thrusters kick in. The viewport gives you a wonderful view of Coruscant's orbital defense network as the Corellian Princess queues up to pass through the shield. A few minutes pass, then two figures step through the hatch, and it takes you a moment to recognize them as Lec and Sephi. The Rodian has changed out his flight suit for a mechanic's coveralls, and the Human is now sporting a captain's coat with a low-slung blaster at her hip and a prosthetic arm poking out of one of her sleeves. In a falsely-cheery voice, the Human says "Good local afternoon, darlings. I'm Captain Lithgow and this is my second mate Prevak; you met my accountant, Mr. Dorval, earlier in the trip. We hope you enjoyed hitching a ride from the Morobe sector aboard the private freighter Adegan Star, and that you will be happy to tell the Republic inspectors about to board this vessel exactly that."

"Captain Lithgow" drops her fake smile and continues, "We were able to convince them that we're a legitimate freighter who offered a ride to some folks on Talasea who'd had their ship stolen, but we couldn't convince them to let us past the shields without an inspection. Apparently, as of a few days ago every unrecognized freighter has to be inspected before it's let in, and we couldn't protest too much without looking suspicious." The Rodian lets out a chuckle (or what passes for one in a Rodian; he sounds like a Human sneezing) and adds, "Yeah. Sorry, but whatever got you in trouble with the Republic, we'd rather put you in danger than make them suspicious of our ship. Nothing personal." The male Human enters the hatch as well and tosses the new captain a sarcastic salute. "Compartments are sealed, countermeasures are in place, and the boys in white'll be on board in a few minutes. You want to do something about that," he adds to you all, "do it now."

"Dorval" does a double take when he sees Niner's face--Niner kept his face covered when boarding--and curls his lip in disgust. "Might want to fix up that face of yours, too, shiny. I think they'll notice that. Here, come with me, we'll stick you in a smuggling compartment." The Rodian and female Human don't look shocked or disgusted to find they have a clone trooper on board, but they do look curious about the sort of people who would be traveling with one. A clunk reverberates through the ship, and the captain claps her hands and turns to leave. "Places, everyone. Remember: Lithgow, Prevak, Dorval, Talasea, Morobe sector, Adegan Star."

If anyone wants to change up their outfits or do anything else, you have 2 minutes (20 rounds) before the inspection team gets to the passenger compartment. And even if you don't want to do anything, you still have 2 minutes before the inspection team gets there. :smallwink:

[A'den]

Tripp stands up and adopts a slouch as leaned away from the new Captain and the crew he nudged his rucksack with his right foot just to reassure himself all his goods were still there, his Jedi Robes packed tightly in an old slapping mat cover, the rest of his equipment was mostly consumer brand equipment he left the sleeve of his drab brown leather jacket undone to leave access to his bracer computer and long range comm. His electrobinoculars hung off his belt. He spent a moment messing his up blond and blue hair not much to be done about it.

"Jom Durindfire, Archeologist and Artifact Hunter. Take a care with our friend Dorval." Tripp's tone never changed from his melodic introduction of his cover nor to the casual warning for the smuggler scum. He managed a smile for the Captain at least.

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys, refreshed from the connection to the Force during his time in a trance and feeling much better, pulls on the heavy boots and long duster jacket that are part of his down and out merchant disguise. He takes a place at a hologame table opposite Kriss and makes his move in the game of dejarik.

[pffh]

Sienns eyes narrowed and his saber twitches for a second creating a bulge in his shirt as he leans forward in his chair "The good news just keep coming"

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis was already a duros in a flightsuit and thus needed to expand no extra effort to hide his identity

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The new captain throws Tripp a thumbs-up and leaves the compartment. Off in the distance, there is the clang of docking clamps and the clomping of booted feet on deckplates. Muted conversation drifts through the ship, and soon enough you hear people walking towards you. The captain's loud and boisterous tones echo through the corridors, giving you plenty of warning of their approach. "...didn't ask. They paid half up front, and let me tell you, after one of your clients backs out of a contract, you take any payment you can get to get you back on track....Well, sure, I don't see why not. I mean, the Adegan Star isn't exactly new, but if a shipjacker could get access, they'd snatch her and find a buyer somwhere; if their ship was anything like mine, it could fetch a few thousand on the used-ship market....No, of course we weren't suspicious. It's not as if ship thieves are uncommon in the Colonies, you know."

Captain Lithgow strides into the passenger compartment, followed by two clone troopers in standard armor, bearing the red stripes denoting security troops. Both are armed, but their blaster carbines are held casually at their sides. "These are all the passengers. All of their things are here; we certainly don't have the free space to put it anywhere else! You can talk to...actually, I don't know who's in charge of their team." She shrugs nonchalantly and points at Tripp. "Jom's the one who contacted me about chartering transport, though. Jom, these troopers are doing a routine inspection of the ship, and wanted to ask you and your friends some questions. Now, if you'll excuse me, Troopers, I'll be in the cockpit running some hyperdrive diagnostics. Second Mate Dorval is in the main hold checking on some cargo for our clients; if you have any other questions about our route, you can ask him."

The captain exits the compartment, and one trooper steps over to Tripp while the other stands at attention by the hatch. "Good afternoon, citizen. You are not in trouble or under any suspicion. This is a routine cargo and passenger inspection that all ships entering Coruscant must undergo. Please remain calm and answer our questions as honestly and thoroughly as possible." The clone's voice is as professional as usual, but thanks to your experience with clones you all can detect an undercurrent of boredom as he recites his speech. "Now, gentlebeings, I'll need the names, occupations, and planet of origin of all of your team, as well as the reason for your being on Talasea and the reason for your chartering the Adegan Star to Coruscant."

[pffh]

Sienn stands up and tries his best to look distressed "Doctor Chir' Rha, apostrophe after the R, born and raised on Grizmallt. We were studying the remains of the early Talasea settlers when suddenly our ship took off leaving us stranded.

[A'den]

"As my compatriot Doctor Chir' said we were conducting an extensive field sample of some pottery bits an agent of mine had produced to me at my university on Alderaan I teach a few courses there after gathering my colleagues we decided to take a field trip there. My name is Doctor Jom Durindfire, Professor of Archeology, at the University of Alderaan, South Central Campus. I am an Alderaan native."

Tripp veiled his lies in truth hoping that would be enough for the red striped shinnies.

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"Chirr and I are students at the universtity, chosen to accompany the doctors on their field trip. My name is Ren, I am originally from Corellia. Chirr is nautolan, obviously, and from there." Rhys figures he and Kriss are young enough to pass for students.

[Elvenoutrider]

My name is Gar Trehalt, from Duros. I was hired to be their pilot.

[Ezeze]

"My name is Khee Zhara. Torn Dlo and I" she indicated her apprentice "were hired as camp guards - from wild animals and the such. They can get big and mean on less civilized worlds."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The clone trooper enters names into a data pad as they are given. "Thank you for your cooperation, citizens. While I run those through the registry, I'll need to see some form of identification for everyone. Ident chips, code cylinders, thumbscans, or any other legal form of identification that you would prefer would be acceptable."

[pffh]

"You don't need to see our identification"

Use mind trick UtF: [roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The clone trooper near you nods amiably. "We don't need to see your identification." The trooper by the door, however, perks up and lifts the nose of his carbine just a bit. "What are you talking about? Of course we need to see their identification." Your trooper turns his head to look at the other. "No we don't, we've already seen it." "You just asked them, you haven't seen it yet." "They just showed it!" "They haven't had the time!" "Hold on, take this to comms." There is an audible click as they switch on their comlinks, then silence as they debate for a moment or two.

Finally, the nearer trooper takes a step back and waves at the other clone. The one by the door says, "Pardon the argument, gentlebeings. I'd very much appreciate it if you could show me the same forms of identification that you showed my partner."

[A'den]

Tripp brought his hand to his bracer computer and quickly issued a few commands using basic data already stored in it he added an editing subroutine and added a few inputs. It wasn't really his area of expertise but if the others could keep the clones distracted a moment he attempted to display their ID's holographically with his computer.


Untrained Use Computer
Issue Routine Command
Display Falsified IDs that he created just on the spot.
[roll0]

Dope...

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

As Tripp displays a series of IDs Rhys attempts to influence the trooper. "Those IDs seem to be in order, You may go about your business."

Use the Force, Mind Trick [roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The clone trooper leans in and looks at Tripp's computer as he runs through the IDs. The slapdash forgery might fool the average Human without slicing experience, but the trooper is no average Human. Fortunately, thanks to Rhys's quick bit of Force persuasion the trooper is, at the moment, even easier to fool than the average Human. After carefully analyzing the IDs, he nods and steps back. "Those IDs seem to be in order. You can go about your business." The other clone nods in an "I told you so" sort of way, and the one nearest you adds, "Our apologies for the inconvenience, citizens, but it's better to be safe than sorry. Have a pleasant day." With that, the clones walk out of the passenger compartment.

[pffh]

Sienn relaxes and falls back into his chair "Well now that that's over lets hope this is the last interruption before we reach our destination"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

A quick whispered "It should be...." crackles over the intercom before the passenger compartment returns to silence for ten long, tense minutes. At the end of those minutes, another clone trooper enters the compartment, this one bearing striped officer's armor: Niner, returning to you now that the coast is clear. "Captain Lithgow" enters with him, a shrewd look on her face. She looks at each of you in turn, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "Well, now, darlings, that was certainly an interesting little performance you put on for the nice gentlemen in white. Either I just witnessed the best slicing job I've seen since the Nar Shaddaa Seven hacked the main Banking Clan network, to have come up with fake IDs so fast out of thin air, or...." she draws out the last word and gives Sienn and Rhys very significant glances "...maybe it's a good thing Captain I-Hate-Those-Saber-Swinging-Do-Gooders Varon didn't decide to listen in himself, hmm?"

She flashes a smile and chuckles, as if to reassure you all that your secret is safe with her. "You know, honey, you really should have just told me you were flying below your accustomed level of accommodations," she tells Sienn. "Some of us backwards Rim folks don't mind you folks at all. I'd have broken out a bottle of the good '29 Corellian whiskey and we could have had some fun. Though I hear you folks don't go in for that sort of thing, much. Shame." The sound of booted feet approaching makes its way to your ears; she smiles one last smile, waves her hand in front of her face in a very familiar gesture, and says "You will not reveal us to the captain," following up with "I-will-not-reveal-you-to-the-captain" in a soft and mock-pretentious monotone. She turns to leave, calling over her shoulder, "We make planetfall in fifteen, everyone; strap yourselves in."

Almost precisely fifteen minutes later, the Corellian Princess--or whatever name it's registered under currently--lands in a public docking bay with the hissing of steam and the clunk of landing gear hitting permacrete. The Rodian escorts you to the airlock and down the ramp. "Thank you for flying Smuggler's Hyperlanes," he says with the Rodian equivalent of a smirk. "We hope you will consider us for your future clandestine transportation needs. Tell all your friends about us. Except not really, because if you do we'll have to blast your brains out. Nothing personal. Anyway." He points to the west, drawing your attention to the very tip of the Senate dome that you can see over the spaceport's walls. "In case you don't know your way around, that's the Senate building over there. That way's the consulate district, over there's the museums and stuff, that way's the Jedi Temple, back that-a-way is where all the rich people live, and over there is where the best cantinas and restaurants are--trust me, don't eat over there, those places are tourist traps. If you need to find somewhere else, one of the locals around here can probably direct you. Though they probably won't want to, won't like you, and will try to fleece you for all you're worth. And coming from me, that's saying something. Nasty Core worlders." He turns to reenter the ship, but pauses to say "Oh, we're leaving in 13 Standard hours. You need to talk to us, one of us will be here at all times...but don't hang around, it looks suspicious. Have a nice day." He walks the rest of the way up the ramp, and the hatch seals behind him.

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car
"Thank you for the ride. It's possible we'll be back". Rhys leads Kriss sown the ramp towards the hanger door where he turns to wait for the others.

[Ezeze]

Arah looks sideways at Rhys "possible, not likely." She had considered warning the smugglers to get off planet, but they seemed intent to do so regardless so she did not bother.

[A'den]

Tripp sighed for a moment as they left the ship and the good Captain behind, '29 had been a good year for Corellia. He continues a slow strole vaguely in the direction of the Jedi Temple with a mild gesture for everyone to follow before finally speaking still softly.

"The Force was truly with us all there, I fear I am eager to assist our friends but perhaps we should get a bit of news about current events before we walk into the dragon's lair."

His eyes cut for a moment toward the street walls looking for the glimpse of a cantina.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Most of the closer buildings are more utilitarian establishments--stores selling tools and droid parts, refueling stations, used starship rental shops, information and tourism kiosks, and so forth. There is one cantina close by in the direction the Rodian indicated as having good restaurants, though: The Dewback Inn. A faded old sign bearing a rampant dewback hangs over the dimly-lit entrance, and as you pass into the dingy, ill-lit interior of the cantina, none of you can recall ever seeing a less reputable-looking cantina during your many travels. What you can smell of the food is certainly appetizing, though, so perhaps Master Kenobi's mantra "Your eyes can deceive you; don't trust them" is applicable here. There aren't many customers in attendance, but every sentient in the room looks like he or she or it has seen their share of combat. In one corner sits a Devaronian with one horn missing, a piebald Wookiee with half her hair singed off is nursing a drink at the bar, and pair of scarred Sullustans are eating in a private booth.

The occupants turn to look at you when you enter, but the mood in the air is one of apathy rather than suspicious or violence, and they turn back to their drinks and meals. The bartender, a gruff-looking human in a stained apron, is currently cleaning a glass--"cleaning" being a very generous term--behind the bar under a sign reading NO DROIDS ALLOWED in Basic and four or five other languages. "Yeah? Whaddya want?" he grunts when you approach.

[Elvenoutrider]

((sorry guys ive had a busy week))

as soon as Vooktu lands he has one thing on his mind. He gets on his comm immediately.

R2-m6 come in. R2 - m6 do you copy?

He hopes that the clones had overlooked impounding his ship in their efforts against he jedi

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys saunters towards the bar. "A round of lum ale for my associates here. We just arrived on planet, what's the big news today?"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The bartender takes Rhys's credits and starts pouring drinks. The customers around the room perk up a bit, "just arrived" being synonymous with "naive and easily robbed" around these parts of the Coruscant underlevels. "Nothin' much new 'round here." The bartender jerks a thumb in the general direction of the Jedi Temple. "Buncha clones were sent to shut down the Temple, day or so ago. Sommat about treason or assassination or what have you, but that's bantha poodoo, everyone knows they're too squeamish to go saberin' anyone inna back instead o' talkin' at 'em first. Jedi sliced the clones up right good, an' now it's kinda like a siege situation over 'ere. Not a big fan o' Jedi, always come stickin' their noses in 'ere an' arrestin' customers what stole stuff or killed people, but even those laser-brained bucketheads oughta know 10-to-1 odds ain't nearly enough when the Jedi know you're a-comin'. Chancellor gave some sorta important speech, then Master Windu came in with a chopped-off hand an' said he was a kriffin' liar, then they arrested Windu and now there's a whole buncha political wranglin' goin' on in the Senate over what to do with the Jedi." He plunks everyone's drinks down on the bar and goes back to cleaning his glass. "Like I said, business as usual." Niner takes a sip of his ale to conceal a grimace at the characterization of fellow clones as "laser-brained bucketheads."

While the bartender explains the situation, Bannis's comlink beeps. A muted chirp in Binary lets him know R2-M6 is still in one piece, then a series of text transmissions appear on his comm's small screen.
"Master! You've returned!"
"We didn't think you'd make it."
"Clone troopers almost made it to the hangar."
"They were stopped just in time."
"All the droids and ships are here and safe."
"Except R2-G63, it was outside the hangar."
"It locked the hangar and sounded the alarm."
"And except for R2-D2 and its Actis Eta-2."
"Master Skywalker left right after the clones."
"No one else has gone in or out since."

[A'den]

Tripp took a sip of his lum ale with only a slight regret it wasn't Corellian whiskey and listened pointedly to the bartender speak of the local situation.

"So any idea what the clones will do since the Jedi stopped em? Heard anything maybe?"

Persuasion[roll0]

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis sits outside of the bar, away from any prying ears trying to get a sense of the situation from the inside. He speaks into his commlink:

We know the temple got raided. How did the jedi fare? Is the council still intact? Do they have a plan to escape? How many jedi still need to be evacuated?

The questions were racing through his mind a mile a minute before he calmed himself.



R2-M6 I need you to find someone in charge and give them the commlink. Tell them that Bannis is back with a number of jedi masters.

[Ezeze]

Arah scowls darkly at the news of Windu's arrest. Her relationship with her master's master had been a strange one but she continued to consider him, if not foremost on the council, than the first among equals. Her first thought is to reach out to him in the force and attempt to determine where he is being hidden, but if the Sith have returned that could have unforeseen consequences and the Force has more subtle uses.

Arah searches her feelings to determine what would happen if she telepathically reached out for Windu.

(ooc: How do you guys feel about busting Windu out before we ride in to save the temple? :smallbiggrin:)

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys scans the rest of the clientele in the cantina while listening to the conversation, watching for anyone taking too much interest.

Use the force to ignore concealment 1d20+18
Perception [roll0]

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The bartender shrugs apathetically. "The clones're sittin' 'round the Temple still, so far's I heard. Rumor has it the official orders are to shoot any Jedi what tries to run for it--like any Jedi'd run away from a fight--and just sit 'round until they get 'nother set o' orders. Wouldn't be surprised if th' Fleet's been ordered to be ready to blast the Temple an' any Jedi ships they see, but they ain't done it yet. My guess is they're gonna try to pump Windu for as much intel as they can before doin' anythin' stupid...good luck wit' that." At the mention of Master Windu, Arah feels a reassuring nudge from the Force; it shouldn't be dangerous to attempt to contact him. The rest of the cantina's patrons have gone back to their meals and are ignoring you and your conversation, though Rhys notices that the Devaronian is eyeing Bannis near the door in a manner suggesting that were Bannis anyone other than a Jedi Master he might be in danger of being robbed.

R2-M6 tweets an acknowledgment of Bannis's last order, and he can hear a little clunk-whir as the astromech hops out of his starfighter, extends its third wheel, and trundles off.
"The Council is busy, but I will try to find a free Master."
"Several Padawans and one Knight were killed."
"The rest of the Jedi are safe and the Temple is sealed."
"There are over 4,000 Jedi and Temple workers here currently."
"The four Council members here are safe, and are planning to evacuate."
"The Fleet is a major obstacle to evacuation; no one has left yet."
"Master Kenobi is here; one moment, Master Vookto."
There is a short pause, and Bannis can hear an agitated voice in the background.
"Master Kenobi is headed to Mustafar and cannot talk now."
"The Council believes starfighters may be able to escape the planet."
"I will attempt to find another Master."
"Master Kenobi also said the clones have been preparing signal jammers."
"Your comm may be cut off at any--"
The comlink erupts in a burst of static and the screen goes blank.

[A'den]

Tripp finished his ale and stood up he looked around the bar for a moment the slight air of a challenge in his gaze meeting the gaze of anyone that dared look back at him. He didn't sneer but he did smile slowly with just his lips before cracking his neck and heading for the exit.

[pffh]

Not touching his drink Sienn follows Tripp to the exit and speaks in a hushed tone "We must help the others escape before they start orbital bombardment. They won't survive long against that."

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Finishing their business inside Rhys goes over to join Baniss to head off anykind of encounter.

[A'den]

"That they won't, but we would need more than 4 Corvettes to even evacuate enough of the Order and I doubt we could get the rest of the Council to agree to abandon the Temple. I guess breaking out Master Windu would be the best alternative right now, maybe he can generate popular sympathy in the Senate."

Knowledge Galactic Lore: [roll0] To see if he knows anything about a holding facility or government prison they might be holding Master Windu at.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The bar patrons think better of trying anything funny, and you all exit the bar in one piece and unmolested. When you pass through the doorway, ahead and to your left you can see a tall tower with an oblong top and many bulbous protrusions blocking the light from the afternoon sun. Tripp recalls that this building is the Republic Judiciary Central Detention Center (http://starwars.wikia.com/index.php?title=Republic_Judiciary_Central_Detenti on_Center&image=Republic_Judiciary_Central_Detention_Center-jpg), where all of the most important and/or dangerous criminals on Coruscant are held.

[Elvenoutrider]

I just got off the comm with my droid. The temple has fared better than we thought. There have only been a few casualties. I think we have time as a with lord would want to save the archives. He would not resort to orbital bombardment. I have to repeat my first suggestion of stealing a capital class ship. I feel that pal patine would expect someone to break out windu. We will be walking into a trap.

[A'den]

"And where would we steel a capital class ship with enough teeth to survive a blockade much less I should say have anyone qualified to run it, you yourself are something of a pilot but I don't think one ship no matter how large would survive past that blockade very long, not at the heart of Coruscant with the whole fleet on full alert. I think we need allies and breaking one out of a detention block sounds better to me. After all we are Jedi Masters if they expect us to do something they should know that we would figure that out and expect us to do something else, then we just do what they expected in the first place. The presence of the Dark Side is strong and with so much background conflict at the Temple we should be invisible in the Force as a fly to a dewback. Master Windu would be a powerful force to have on our side. I'm going to free him, the rest of you can come if you want."

Sense Force at the Prison: Take 20 (+21) = 41 for any presences, and for Master Windu.

[Ezeze]

"If we're speaking so freely" Arah hisses, a reminder that they are in public "I am with Tripp. They have a Master in custody. We should remedy that."

Arah reaches out to Windu with the force, a gentle nudge to assure him that they are on planet and that they plan to come get him.

[roll0]

[pffh]

Sienn nods in agreement "But it won't be easy and I would prefer not going in blind. So it would be great if we could move to a more secluded area to plan our entrance" he pauses, bows slightly and grins at Tripp "That is of course if it's okay with you"

[A'den]

Tripp's lips press together a moment before the tension goes out of his stance and the impatience burning in him. His eyes soften. There is no passion, there is serenity. The matra calmed him down and he let his hands uncurl.

"You are right of course Sienn. Let us find somewhere we can make private and plan our next step."

A small smile comes to his face as he eyes a couple female tourist walking down the promenade.

"I'll be right back."


Talk to the tourists and try to find out a good hotel to stay at.
Knowledge Galactic Lore : [roll0]
Persuasion To Make them Friendly: [roll1]

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys follows along with the group, fully prepared to break out master Windu.

[PairO'Dice Lost]

As Tripp approaches the tourists, he gets the impression that there are three notable Force presences in the prison, all clumped fairly close together. One is the familiar presence of Master Windu and the other two are presences which are somewhat familiar but that Tripp can't put a name to. The tourists give Tripp a good long appraising look as the tall and handsome Jedi Master approaches them. They tell him that they aren't all that familiar with the area, but they do know of one good hotel nearby; Tripp returns to the other Masters with one hotel address, two comm frequencies, and an invitation to dinner.

Arah receives a pulse of emotion through the Force from Master Windu--he is angry, annoyed, and in great pain. She receives a momentary sending from him which appears to be a vision of what Master Windu is currently seeing: a trio of clone troopers seen through the bars of a prison cell, each holding a heavy weapon of some sort. A few moments later, she receives another short vision, this one of Master Windu looking down at himself, revealing that he is still missing his right arm, that he has suffered numerous small wounds that have not been treated...and that he is floating in what appears to be a Geonosian containment field (http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Containment_field).

[A'den]

Tripp walked back across the promenade still smiling to himself just a tad. If he knew the whirlwind that his life was about to become he might of taken up that dinner invitation never-the-less he had the appointment who knew if it became useful later. He glanced at Arah he could sense a tumble of emotions around her but refrained from prying until she shared.

"There's a place nearby that we can use as long as we can scrape together enough credits."

Voting to move to the hotel unless there are any objections.

[Elvenoutrider]

Paying for a hotel will leave a papertrail, let's just find a seat in a crowded bar. The noise will conceal or conversation

[Ezeze]

Arah shakes her head 'no' "I believe we've been underestimated. There seems to be very little guard around our friend. We should act immediately, before this is rectified."

"We still have the outfits, right? Perhaps we can say one of us is willing to turn ourselves over, on condition of seeing that our friend is alive and well treated. The others could be an escort. That would get us to our friend, then we'd only have to worry about getting out..."

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"It would be foolish to move without a plan. The backroom of a cantina should suffice though."

[Elvenoutrider]

((bannis says this whenever the group moves to somewhere safe to discuss i dont know when ill have internet this week))

Palpatine has ordered the massacre of the jedi. I doubt he or his subordinates are feeling diplomatic. Unfortunately I cant see any way forward that wont eventually end in violence.

bannis thinks for a moment.

communications have been cut off at the temple. The only one whose side of the story is being told right now is palpatine. Maybe we should go directly to the news media. There has to be someone willing to take a risk to broadcast our story. If we attack now it only helps palpatine convince people that we are traitors. Giving people a reason to doubt palpatine maybe exactly the kind of counterattack we need.

[Ezeze]

"This is what has to be done now; rescue the Jedi, restore the Senate, and kill the Sith Lord Palpatine and his unfortunate apprentice Skywalker. We are the only people who can do that. The galaxy has never been in greater need. This is why Jedi exist. This is why the Force lends us its power - to protect those who have no power at all. We need to act."

[A'den]

Tripp looked at Arah and nodded in agreement, "Well if were in agreement lets go get set up. I guess the back room of the cantine will work as well as any other. We'll need some help with credentials to pull disguises off if you remember the ship?"

[PairO'Dice Lost]

The proprietor of the Dewback Inn is more than happy to give you a private room...or rather, when you return he grunts noncommittally and jerks a thumb towards a door to the back, but it's the thought that counts.

There is a small vidscreen on the wall of the back room, and though it's definitely seen better days--and those days were probably back during the Great Sith War--the image it shows of the Senate rotunda is relatively clear. A Bith reporter is interviewing a Quarren senator about an upcoming speech of Palpatine's, according to the subtitles; the Quarren is prattling on and on and on, but once you parse the political-ese into Basic you determine that the Senator's main point is essentially "There's a group of 2000 Senators presenting some sort of 'Petition of Two Thousand' tomorrow morning that would have Palpatine give up his emergency wartime powers, but Palpatine wants to go after the Jedi and claims he can't give up his powers until the traitors are wiped out, and everyone's yelling at each other about that at the moment."

[Ezeze]

Arah nods at the screen "now we know where Palpatine is going to be tomorrow. Lets get this done tonight so we can meet him with our best wishes."

[A'den]

"That sounds like the best course of action. I think I know some people who might be interested in helping us." Tripp sat on the couch and pulled out his long range comm. If the Corellian Princess probably had to wait to break orbit to change its IFF, at least Tripp hoped they did.

"Captain Litheglow... Sephi? If you're interested in a profitable business proposal I ask you to come by the Dewback Inn for a drink and some discussions." Tripp let the communicator fall beside on the sofa and stretched out kicking his boots up on the table.

"We're gonna need a ride out quick tomorrow and she's probably got more contacts than we do with the type we need."

With that little bit of business completed Tripp moved over to the wall computer and downloaded his entire savings from his account to third party account under a false identity so he could draw funds without being identified as a Jedi.

"Anybody got some spare blaster lying around? Let's try to make this place look like a hive of scum and villiany." Tripp paused and ordered three bottles of rum from the bar while he busied making the room look a little less serene.

"Okay when they show up, we're not Jedi remember, we're hired mercenaries breaking our boss out of jail and our escape ship backed out on the last moment."


Take 20 Use Computer: 27
Persuasion: [roll0]

[pffh]

"I hope you know what you're doing Tripp, I´ve got a bad feeling about bringing outsiders into Jedi business. But we do need a detailed map of the place and the masters rough location" Sienn sat down on the couch and began fidgeting with his saber hanging under his shirt while he unholsters his blaster and tosses it to Tripp "And here you can take mine."

[Elvenoutrider]

You know if we can get into the temple I do have my own ship

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"How big is it Baniss?"

[Ezeze]

Arah Zhee

Arah visibly grimaces "we do not need to bring non-Jedi into this. They can not be trusted. They are more likely to turn us in for a bounty than help us."

"No, Vooktu can handle any ship flying we need done. We're back on Coruscant now - we can get whatever we need from our own resources."

"I say we use our Storm Trooper disguises again, and arrange a prisoner exchange for Windu, or one of us surrenders on the condition of seeing Master Windu, then once we've been lead to him we can fight our way out."

[Elvenoutrider]

Vooktu takes the time to describe his yt- freighter in great detail:

Modified yt 2000
Colossal space transport (counts as gargantuan in combat)
Ini: +1
Perc: + 5
Def (ref): 21 Fort: 27 (+ 15 armor)
Hp: 180 dr: 15 sr: 55 Threshhold: 77
Speed: 12squares, 6 squares(combat scale)
Ranged: Top mounted double ion cannon
Attack: +5 (+0 autofire) 5d10 * 2
Base attack: +3 grap: +37
Abilities: Str: 44 dex: 22 con: - int: 20
Skills: ini: +1 mech: +8 perc: +5 pilot: +1 Use comp: +8
Crew: 1(normal) Passengers: 7
Cargo: 115 consumables: none
Hyperdrive: X.5, navacomputer
Extras: Medical bay. Advanced slave circuits, recall circuits, docking gun, droid jammer, jamming system
Docking gun: Eweb repeating blaster with underslung grenade launcher



I also have 2 droids aboard the ship capable of basic flight manuevers. Trouble is my communiucations have been cut. This is a time to act with prudence. We can not get windu out without bloodshed and murdering our way through prison guards who may or may not be clones will only bolster palpatine's position that we are terrorists. I want windu out as much as anyone. Palpatine cut our communications because he fears the jedis story getting out. He does not know we are out here. THe best thing we can do is make people doubt him. We need to know which senators are still on our side and if possible we should try to get our story out with the media. There is no passion. There is serenity

[Ezeze]

"I understand your logic, Vooktu. You hope that, if we can cast enough doubt on Palpatine, the masses will gather and with unanimous voice demand that he step down. Then what do you suppose will happen? He is not one to surrender power lightly. He will destroy planets before he lets them go free."

"As I said, we can not rely on others to fight this war for us. It has come to us. It has demanded our attention. It is ours, and no one else's."

[Elvenoutrider]

This is not a problem that can be answered by one extreme or the other. We can not fight a galaxy allied against us and at the same one we can not expect allies to fight a war on our behalf. We must pursue a middle path. We will break out windy but before hat we must get a message out that will weaken palpatines stance and strengthen the resolve of our supporters. Once we do this we will break out windy and escape coruscant. Niner, do you know what kind of defences are in place on the prison, and is there an open hanger we could evac from?

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"I don't imagine that the supreme chancellor, nor his apparent henchman, Skywalker, will allow any conditional deal to be made. We would not be able to see Master Windu as part of a handing over another jedi deal. We should not pursue that path. In addition, a team of Jedi breaking into the jail and freeing a 'traitor' will only lead to bad press for the jedi and feed the Chancellor's case.

I agree that we need to wage a war of public opinion, and work support in the senate for an arrest of Palpatine on legitimate charges."

[PairO'Dice Lost]

Shortly after a quiet chime announces the success of Master Aeron's transfer of funds, the proprietor sticks his head in and takes everyone's drink orders. There is another short pause in the conversation as he delivers them, and after a half-hour of uninterrupted conversation there's yet a third pause as the bartender sticks his head in and grunts, "Scanners up, folks, two Humans here who're looking for you. A Mr. and Mrs. Lithgow, off the Corusca Rainbow. You want I should invite 'em in or kick 'em out?" When he's given permission to let them in, he nods and retreats.

Two well-to-do Humans enter your room, Varon and Sephi in yet another disguise, and close the door behind them. Sephi pours herself into a free chair and grabs a bottle of lomin ale while Varon takes up a position next to her approximating military attention, smirking at Niner as he does so. "Good evening, ladies and gentlebeings...and clone. What would you like to pay us to do for you today?"

[Ezeze]

Arah sits back in her seat, all prickly silence and mistrust.

[Elvenoutrider]

Vooktu did not like he sudden addition to the group but thu were a resource nonetheless. He looks at the captain for a good long tome thinking before he realizes. There is no way he can help a this point without known who he is working for.

"captain you helped us once before so I am going to be frank with you. There's no going forward if you don't know he full story. We are all Jedi, save our clone friend. What we need from you is to help us get some of our members off Planet discretely. Name your price. If you lie and intend to betray us. We will know"

Vooktu turns to the others

"I have a plan that will let us get the council off planet, rescue windu, and make a public statement. But it requires us to split up. That and it requires some preparation time. There is also a good chance that none of us (eyeing the other jedi) will make it out of this."

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"Alright, let's hear it." Rhys considers saying more, but in the presence of Varon and Sephi and their, as yet, undeclared intent he keeps it short.

[Elvenoutrider]

I will give my plan when I am sure that all of us are on the same side

[PairO'Dice Lost]

At Bannis's pronouncement, Varon's face clouds over and his lips twist into an expression of extreme disgust. Sephi discreetly scoots her chair a few inches away from him as he clenches his fists. "When you're sure we're all on the same side? The same side? If you think I'd ever be on the same side as a sanctimonious saber-up-the-ass do-gooder who sticks his kriffing nose in everyone else's kriffing business, think again, nerf-for-brains." The Human jabs a finger at Bannis with every word, his voice growing louder. "You think you're better than everyone else just because you can move a droid with your mind, and look where it's got you! You had to lie to a lowly smuggler to get your wanted asses off Cato Nemoidia--so much for that kriffing moral superiority, huh? And it's your fault, anyway, I saw the news feeds, you kriffing backstabbing lunatics. We stick you in a position of power and you thank us by trying to off the Human who tries to stop you from grabbing even more of it!"

Varon turns to Sephi, who is wearing her best I-didn't-do-anything-wrong expression. "And you! You knew these scumbags were on our ship! You know how I feel about that slime! No, don't try to deny it, I'm sure you were trying to get into their pants the whole trip--except, oh, that's right, the Jedi are 'above mundane attachments' like that. Maybe they should scrap that part of their code, maybe then they'd loosen up and get their kriffing heads out of orbit and back into the real world." Under his breath, in a tone of voice that implies it wasn't meant to be heard, he adds resentfully, "And maybe then they wouldn't go around stealing peoples' younglings...."

Sephi rises from her chair and tentatively places an arm around Varon's shoulder. "Look, Cyrus," she says in a low voice, "you should really--" "Don't tell me what I should or shouldn't say or believe." Sephi sighs. "Fine. Look, let's...let's talk about this. Outside?" "Fine." Varon sweeps his gaze around the room. "Don't any of you bastards even think of trying anything." The door slams shut as the two head out to the bar to get a drink. Niner looks to be completely out of his depth here, looking between the Jedi hater and those who have served as his moral center for months. As the sound of the slamming door dies away, he tries to lighten the mood: "Well, uh, at least he's found someone he insults more than me, huh?" The clone isn't accustomed to humor, giving or receiving, and after clearing his throat awkwardly he lapses into silence, still standing at attention.

Ten minutes later, the two smugglers return to the room. Varon seems less angry, but only mildly so, and Sephi seems frustrated. "So. Here's the deal. Take it or leave it, no negotiating. We'll help you, but only half of you on the ship at any one time, plus the clone, to prevent any funny business...and our fee is tripled to cover the cleaning fees to get the stench out of the ship once we're done with you," Varon sneers. "Deal?"

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis sighs. this wasn't going to be easy. Out of all the smugglers in the galaxy the force had led them to work with this one.

Its a deal captain. and you will be happy to note that my plan involves none of us save niner ever setting foot on your ship. Here goes: We are going to divide into three groups. Niner. I need you to go with the captain and sephi. ou guys are going to find the closest hanger you can to the blockaded jedi temple. We need you prepped and ready to go on a moments notice.

While this is happening I am going to take the padawans and make our way through the secret accessways into the temple through the sewers. Once we get in we are going to link up with the council and begin the evacuation. I will take whatever jedi and temple marines volunteer and spend our time modifying a whatever ships we have in the temple to be ready for battle.

While we are doing this the rest of you have three jobs. The first is we need several safehouses set up to house as many jedi as possible for the short term. We need to scatter. as much as possible. Your second job is to prepare for the assault on the prison. You need to find out what is guarding master windu, what traps are set up on the way, and if anyone else worth rescuing is in the prison.Your third job is going to be to find someone trustworthy in the news media and tip them off about our plan so there is full coverage of palpatines response.

When we are all ready we all move as one. Our padawans will lead the council out of the temple to the captain here who will bring them off world. He will not attract much attention because if my plan works the entire republic fleet will be on us.

You will attack the prison, carefully avoiding the deaths of any non clones if possible. Your primary objective will be to shut down the anti air defenses. You will inevtiably fall into whatever trap palpatine has set. This is where I come in. At the moment you attack the prison, we will stage a false breakout mission. I will take all the volunteers I have and fly out of the temple with whatever ships we have the manpower to take with us. The lot of us will scatter and do what we can to get off planet. our ships are fast enough where this will be possible. While the clones are divided I will fly to the prison and land, dropping whatever reinforcements I can bring with me. We will have them hit from two sides, and will break you out and fly you out.

At that point all we have to do is break through the naval blockade and make the jump to lightspeed. We should make for naboo. Senator amidala has always favored us and naboo has its own navy and ground forces. Palpatine may even hesitate to attack his home planet.

The trick to winning over the public... during my flight from the temple to the prison, I will not fire a shot. Likewise the other jedi will not fire until we are out of atmosphere. This will minimize civilian casualties while palpatine will call in whatever resources he can to stop us. We will have videos of him drastically overusing military resources and endangering civilians on the holonet long before we reach safety. Then we can focus on getting the remaining jedi off planet at whatever pace will go unnoticed.

bannis pauses for a long time.

What do you think

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

Rhys listens carefully to Bannis' plan. When he has finished Rhys considers for a moment longer before speaking.

"I think you are right in that there are multiple tasks that we need to complete. I have a few questions if I may?

You mention that the padawans will lead the council out of the temple to get onto Varon's ship. It might be better to have the council use more than just one ship, in the spirit of spreading our strength. But, what of the other jedi, padawans and even the younglings? One transport isn't going to be enough to evacuate all of them and I think we all agree that the safety of the defenceless is paramount. I am sure the council will be loathe to leave the temple. Perhaps the Captain here should transport the young ones?

I will volunteer to go in to get master Windu and I think you are correct in that we need to do these things with as few casualties as possible. Perhaps a training lightsaber would make that a little easier to complete.

I think there is a fourth avenue we need to consider, and that is looking for support in the senate to dispose the supreme chancellor by legitimate means. Perhaps we should make contact with some of the sympathetic senators, Amidala you mention, Senator Organa perhaps as well?

Once we have many of the jedi out of the temple and secured in safe houses, how do we plan to get them off planet as well? The blockade running you talk about seems to originate from the temple hangers, wit hthe jedi gone, how do they get transports?"

[Elvenoutrider]

You are correct we do not have a lot to work with. Right now all we have to work with are the good captain here, and all the ships in the hanger. The ships in the hanger will be flagged and targeted by the navy the instant they leave the hanger. That makes them unsuitable for transport. I want to get our most influential members off planet first so they can oversee getting everyone else off. Without the council being secure we might as well be throwing the younglings to a nexu den. I think you misunderstand my plan though. When this is all completed not one person will be left inside the temple. We need to make sure everyone we cant get off planet winds up in safe houses around coruscant. Getting them off planet will not be easy and will take a lot of time but this is a necessary evil. If we are lucky as soon as we leave palpatine will just bombard the tower which will give us a few weeks before anyone realizes it was completely evacuated. WHile this is going on, I agree that at least one of us should go to the senate. Right now we need to find a place to hide everyone in the jedi temple

[A'den]

Tripp didn't quite grown when Bannis started speaking but it was a near thing, his right hand stroked his lightsaber watching the smuggler's reaction. He didn't like the idea of killing innocents but things were perilously close to coming completely undone. At the outburst he almost called on the Force against Varon. He put his head against the wall and tried to let go of the dark feelings.

"What makes you think the Council will leave? They are a prickly lot and they won't tolerate being chased from a fight when they have already established a stalemate. We need to do something more decisive. Right now they have the upper hand in Soldiers, Public Opinion, and the Senate. We need decisive action to change that, freeing Mace will help us start that I'm for that. Seplhi's ship is supposed to get us close enough overhead then we can freefall onto the facility and enter from above, we secure Master Windu then retreat back out the top after which we get picked up by her and Varon gets us out of there switching his transponders until we get clear."

[Elvenoutrider]

How you attack the facility is up to you. If you want to drop down onto it, then you should come with me to the temple and we can use my ship for the assault and extraction. Im going to need the support of whatever ships we have in the hanger to be able to stay in the sky though. I still think the captain should be the one to evacuate the jedi from the temple. If the council will not retreat they will definately agree to get someone off planet. I am fairly sure I can convince the council to go along with this plan once I am in the temple.

[A'den]

"Your arrogance is as staggering as Skywalker's! Convince the Council? Did you grow Ekartina's silver tongue? Rhys, Arah what do you think?"

Tripp spoke to Bannis blithely he just couldn't see how they would possibly sneak into Temple amazing pilot or not they would be swarmed.

[Elvenoutrider]

To the human eye, the duros would look unaffected by this. Banns however was fuming.
If the council won't open their eyes long enough to realize they are going down with a sinking ship I will get anyone out who will. We need to act before Palpaine bombards the temple into dust. Breaking out master windu may be just the provocation palpatine is looking for. However you decide to attack the prison is your own concern, but I am going to try to get everyone out that I can


Banns calms himself. They would never succeed if they also turned on eachother. The plan was a long shot at best
we should also try to drAin the Jedi bank accounts before they manage to freeze our assets

[pffh]

"Both of you calm down. I agree that we need to break out Master Windu and the children in the temple must be brought to safety but if we are going to do anything with or through the council our best bet is to contact Master Yoda as soon as we get inside the temple."

[Elvenoutrider]

Temple communications have been cut. Once we are in the temple we are cut off.

[A'den]

Tripp dropped his hands from his face and looked at the room.

"Look we are Jedi Masters, in the old days one of us enforced the peace in an entire sector. We split our efforts. Bannis leads the effort to rescue as many of the Younglings and the Council as possible. Forgive me but you are right we have no idea when Palpatine will result to bombardment. Myself and Master Arah break into the prison and free Master Windu. The three of us then confront the Chancellor and remove him from power. Once the Council and others have been made safe Bannis takes whatever Knights are left and follows after us.

Its a simple, Palpatine has massive resources but he has to tightly focus all those affects against a Jedi threat. If we strike in two places at once we'll force them to split their effort and it should make the day easier to win for all of us. With Palpatine removed the Council can assume control of the government and cease the war then we turn this mess back over to the Senate and let them sort it out."

Tripp looked around and took a sip from the thumb full of whiskey he poured himself before offering classes to others with a wave of his hand they floated across the room to sit in front of everyone.

"Questions?"

[Elvenoutrider]

Bannis looks down with dismay for a moment,

Technically im still just a knight...

He perks back up

Lets try and keep the plan to one straightforward objective. We need to get out as many people as possible. Lets leave palpatine for another day. We are pushing our luck enough even hoping to get out of whatever trap palpatine has planned at the prison. We will come for palpatine but for now let your objective be just getting master windu out of prison and to the roof so I can fly us out. There are still two holes in my plan I havnt figured out. Palpatine has the temple under a communications blackout so We need to find a way to coordinate the attack without commlinks. The other part We need to figure out befoer we attack is where we are going to hide those we cant get off planet until we can figure that part out. We don't have enough safehouses for everyone. And while we are trying to figure out how many we can save, captain how many can you fit on your ship if the trip is from here to naboo?

Bannis looks down at the drinks on the table. Until now he had stuck to the jedi code and had abstained from alcohol. But now that he was about to run a naval blockade the idea of whatever was in that glass didnt really seem that dangerous compared to antiaircraft fire. He reaches down and takes a big gulp whiskey, almost gagging on the drink.

[A'den]

Tripp looked at Bannis a brief snort escaped his lips. The Code was weary of attachments it was not an oath of chastity or abstinence.

"And how do we navigate a blockade of hundreds with only one or two ships? Naboo was the world Palpatine was raised to Senator from originally I doubt we will find succor there. If we only save forty perhaps if we are ingenious about where stuff them in Captain Varon's ship and yours, which we have not attained yet, it will be the end of the Order. Ten, twenty, thirty, if we only save so few we are undone. Whether by years, Palpatine, or simple diaspora the Order will cease to be if we sacrifice everyone here for a pithy few. We can stop this here, we will stop this here, I will stop this here."

Tripp rose as he spoke he looked around the room. Something dark etched his eyes, strain beyond seeing, there was a hardness in the Master that was grinding away those last chips of humor. Perhaps it was the lack of food or the brief sleep but menace seemed to hang around Tripp like a cloak.

"You are not my apprentice Bannis, lest I would of brought you to heel now but your plan is youthful hope and too much is riding on this. I won't stand in your way, you will be a useful distraction. But do not stop me anyone who cares to follow me lets go."

The chiseled features of the Jedi Master regarded Niner and Sephi a brief moment of expectation or desire flickered across his gray eyes. The set of his shoulders and pronounced stride in his step made it clear imminent violence might be visited on someone in his way. At the door his final parting words were,

"I will do what must be done."

[Elvenoutrider]

Don't be an idiot. Palpatine managed to defeat windu and he is the best swordsman in the order. Now even if you can get to Palpatine he will be backed by a contingent of senate commandos. Your going to die and for what?

Bannis sighs
We will stop Palpatine, but we need to get the order out first. Maybe we can get a large enough transport for everyone. If the navy is focused on us, maybe hey will ignore the transport. As for getting us off planet, don't worry, I have a plan for that. Running blockades is exatly what my ship was designed for

[Rane126]

Rhys Da'car

"Let's not be hasty, master Aeron. For any of this to work we need to be coordinated. An assault on the prison, without some form of explanation to the media or the senate can only play into thecsupreme chancellor's hands. It would be too damaging to the Jedi position.

As to convincing the council to abandon the temple, that may be a tough sell, but I am certain they will want to move the younglings and that alone has merit.

I am happy to accompany you to free master Windu, but we should not be reckless."