In a Galaxy of Rogues

[SgtParish]

A long time ago in a galaxy far,
far away...

STAR WARS

A thousand years after the fall of the Emperors Reign,
peace in the galaxy is threatened once again. As
more and more systems fall into the hands of the
New Confederacy, the Colonial Alliance's influence
becomes weaker...

In the growing power vacuum, Crime Lords have
taken control of Major Trade routes. With only
the Corrupt forces of the Cross Galactic Police
to stop them, chaos has quickly spread through
out the galaxy, giving rise to numerous rogues
and mercenaries offering their unique services
for hard earned credits...

While in the distant corner of the Outer Rim, several
unlikely heroes are about to have the destiny of the
galaxy thrust upon them...

OOC (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=277859)

[SgtParish]

The Galaxy, 1,072 ABY

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[SgtParish]

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Nulour Voul

21:I

A dark brown and dusty wasteland near the remnants of Endor, Nulour Voul is a barely hospitable planet, valued only for it's rich mineral core, the Imperials was the first corporation to extract the rare minerals from the planets crust, establishing refineries in natural craters for protection, Nulour Voul was as common as any other of the massive drilling planets. Until the fall of the Empire, and the Rebellion claimed this resource intensive planet for their own cause.

Of all the places in the galaxy, Nulour Voul is regarded as one of the most dangerous and cut throat planets in the outer rim, following the decay of the rebellion Nulour Voul became a military refinery planet which doubled up as a refuelling and storage station for the Colonial Alliances huge fleet movements. It's reputation started to falter about the time Black Market merchants started to come to Nulour Voul for cheap if outdated weaponry, once word got out, a multitude of Rogues, Mercenaries and Gangsters flocked to the planet, resulting in all kinds of fire fights and criminal activity to take place, soon however, the flight space around Nulour Voul became so dangerous, that the Alliances fleet was forced to move, rather than waste resources on clearing out the thousands of ships which operated in the upper atmosphere, and thus the planet descended into its chaotic state.

Now ruled by a variation of Space Pirates and Bandits, Nulour Voul is constantly experiencing a form of civil war as each of the major faction battle for control of the Space Ports, a primary source of black market trading. While the dusty landscape houses the immense city, the real centre piece of Nulour Voul is it's unregulated system of Docked Space Hulks, all of which sell a multitude of illegal goods or offer credits for mercenary services, caution is highly advised when exploring the Voul market, if the rickety walkways between the floating Starships weren't warning enough, almost always a deal only ends in a shooting or armed robbery, only the Bravest of Rogues are able to survive the dangers of this ruthless system.

[SgtParish]

Nulour Voul

The Voul Market

Hundreds of Scrapheap Space Vessels float in the lower atmosphere of Nulour Voul, tethered together with Durasteel cabling, these ships form the basis of the infamous Voul Market selling everything from cheap blasters to slaves.Travelling between ships can be a dangerous affair, not only is the access a single stretch of wooden bridge, but 90% of the Markets Customers are wanted thieves and criminals. The unwritten rule of the Voul Market is; "Anything is yours if you can take it", a rule which many of the population live by.

With fewer but far, far larger space hulks floating a few hundred metres over the Voul Market, its these behemoth sized vessels which house the most influential Crime Lords. They welcome the wealthier pirates and rogues inside, offering Casino's and the vicious sport of Nulour Slave Fighting as entertainment.

One such Casino as these is where you find yourself, A few days back one of the most powerful Crime Lords of Nulour Voul, "Renner" advertised a very well paid job, for a small bit of Mercenary work, while his details were vague, his offer was at least interesting enough for you to consider venturing onto his vessel, the "Cheater's Hand"...

[SgtParish]

Nulour Voul

The Cheater's Hand

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From the outside, the ship appears custom built, it's dark red and black colours, give it a menacing appearance, as it looms over the city. Deep red engines glow dully while small spaceships flutter between ground based landing pads and the entrance into Renner's ship, depositing gamblers and pirates looking to win a few credits.

Inside the Ship, the main hangar bay has been converted into a large Casino, populated by a few hundred rogues aiming to win big on the games of Gungi Cards or betting on the Nulour Slave Fighters, as they bludgeon each other to death. As you enter the ship no one pays any attention to you, except a Twi'Lek Slave Girl who offers you a drink.

"Welcome to the Cheater's Hand, have a drink and enjoy yourselves, courtesy of Lord Renner..."

[Noedig]

Crim adjusted the coat of his business suit as he stepped into the ship. He was better dressed than some of the other patrons, but appearences could be very deceiving and assumptions would get you killed in a place like this. Still, it couldn't hurt to look professional; this was a business meeting after all. A slave offered him a drink and he accepted gladly. A little liquid courage couldn't hurt.
"Why thank you. Is there a waiting room I will be staying in, or do I have the run of this establishment until the meeting?

[SgtParish]

The Girl gives you a cheeky smile, and flicks her head tails back.

"I'm afraid that Lord Renner's meeting is running... late. Feel free to enjoy yourselves, we have a variety of entertainments on offer. Borgon, will find you when his Lordship is finished."

She gestures over to a well built, and well dressed man looking over a balcony, surveying the few hundred patrons gambling their credits underneath.

[Henry the 57th]

Rubel takes the lead of his group, his imposing war droid body looking rather out of place next to his human-looking companions. His feet clack against the metal surface as he looks around, his gaze finally settling on the Twi'Lek. A Twi'Lek slave girl? Honestly, criminals have no imagination. Thousands of years, and they still can't try anything new. He towers over the slave girl, looking down at her with softly glowing yellow photoreceptors. "And would you have anything of interest for one like me?" he asks her.

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus entered the ship behind the man in the business suit. She adjusts her bag on her shoulder, forcing herself to loosen the death grip she had on it. Three different gangs of street rat children had tried to snatch and grab the bag from her and she was tired of it. At least she hadn’t encountered anything more dangerous than a bunch of kids.

Lynin takes the drink offered her and sips it lightly, her lekku twitching slightly as the liquid touches her tongue. It was some fruity concoction that hides the taste of the alcohol; she prefers Corellian whisky and made a sour face at the drink. But it was free, so she might as well try to enjoy it.

Looking around, Lynin decides to avoid the casino, it’s never wise to gamble when you’re already broke.

"I’m here for a job interview, can you point me in the right direction?” she asks the slave girl that offered her the drink.

[Noedig]

Crim heard a synthetic voice drone out behind him and he turned from his seat at the bar. It was a droid, and a clearly independent one at that, and there was a Twilek women with it. He thought the droid was rather brutish looking, built for war. The woman on the other hand... He grinned and raised his glass.

"I wasn't aware droids imbibed alcohol." He took a sip and set the glass on the bar then offered a hand to the droid.
"Crim Terix, businessman, negotiator and troubleshooter here at the request of Lord Renner. How are you called?"

[ginger ninja]

Tavrie lets Rubel take point without a fuss. There's no point in arguing with him anyway. The damn fool's all honorable and ****. She thinks with a small grin. Looking around the ship, she takes note of the flashing lights and the other patrons.

As Crim approaches Rubel she steps forward. "He's called Rubel, and he's being a little forward again." She says, shooting Rubel a look that suggests he mellow out slightly. After a moment she stick her hand out for a shake, "I'm Tavrie by the way. Pleased to meet you.".

[Jaelesh]

Kyran looks about the room with an obvious look of wonder, his eyes wide with excitement at the new environment, and especially at the crowds cheering and gambling below. Well, this place looks interesting, I wonder if they would allow me to play with them. he thinks to himself while following Tavrie and Rubel.

While still behind Tavrie and Rubel, Kyran hears Crim speaking, he responds automatically without even looking at him in an absentminded voice, "Some droids do eat and drink, though it does them little good to do so..." He then comes to attention, realizing that he has been talking to someone and continues "Oh, right, introductions. My name is Kyran, in case you were interested."

[Noedig]

Crim took his eyes off the Twi'Lek when the woman introduced herself and noticed a young boy with her and the droid. He didn't really like children all that much. Loud, obnoxious things, though this one seemed well-behaved. He wondered what it was doing in a casino. He put on a friendly smile and bent over a bit.
"Hey shortstack, didn't see you there!" He took Tavrie's hand and gave it a polite shake. "Pleased to make your acquaintance. Cute kid, he yours?"

[ginger ninja]

"Pretty much. Kinda fell into my lap about a year ago when he lost his parents. He's kind of a brat sometimes, but he doesn't cause too much trouble." Tavrie says, reaching down and ruffling Kyran's hair as she does so. "So why did Renner request your presence Mr. Terix?"

[SgtParish]

Again the slave girl smiles, "Borgon will find you when it's time" and with that the she turns to address a much older Twi'lek Male, wearing a black suit and tie, his face is swollen and black and they chatter between the two of them in hushed Ryl.

[Henry the 57th]

"And, in the meantime, I ask again: do you have anything for a being of a mechanical nature?" says Rubel, his voice now sounding slightly annoyed at being ignored.

[MichaelGoldclaw]

The Mandalorian Twi'lek arrives, she takes a quick look around. Before she can ask the question, it was already asked by another Twi'lek. Rethilia decides it is best to take precautions as always and look around for anything suspicious.

[roll0] perception

[SgtParish]

She turn around and rather curtly says "No, we don't have anything for Droids to drink, now if you'll excuse me." she feigns a sincere curtsey then leaves with the other Twi'Lek following close behind.

Looking around the room you see two elevators leading up into the ship on either side of the Casino floor, a long balcony hangs overhead. Leaning on which is a grizzled Man, smartly dressed and well built, an ear piece hangs beside his tie, and as he rubs his brow he notices you looking at him, he turns away from the Balcony and out of sight.

In the distance someone yells loudly, "Gungi!" and a smattering of applause follows.

Rethilia Only

Above the balcony, stretching as high as the ship will allow is a great black glass wall shielding another two storeys from public view, however at the very top, the silhouette of a figure pressed against the glass is just visible to your keen eyes.

[Henry the 57th]

If Rubel's mechanical face was capable of looking irritated, it would look that way after being so rudely dismissed. Bored, and with little else to do, he walks towards the person yelling, looking at and around them.

Perception: [roll0]

Darkness does not give concealment.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion scanned the casino, searching for a familiar sight. Last he had heard, his good friend Crim Terix was either looking for work here, or at the space docks, some twenty kilometers away.

I'll take a look around here first, then-

He didn't have to finish his thought, because he spotted Crim near the entrance, talking to a serving girl. He was wearing a suit, odd.

As Tapion moved closer, he saw introductions being made.


Why did Mr. Renner request your presence, Mr. Terix?

Tapion stopped, interested to hear the answer to the question.

If anyone takes note of his presence:
"Heya Crim, you didn't think you get rid of me that easily, did you?" Tapion asked with a smirk.

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
“Ahh thank you,”
Lynin says as she intends to find something to do. But the beat up twi’lek and the hushed tones attracts her interest so she lingers, near the door, trying to listen in on their conversation.


Perception check to listen in on the conversation between the two twi'leks.

[roll0]

[Noedig]

Crim shrugged and smirked. Why indeed? He now counted four individuals whom had been hired by this Renner character. Rubel, Tavrie, the Twi'Lek and himself. This was clearly a group venture that required a broad range of talents.

"With a few exceptions, every being in the galaxy has a unique skill set. Something they naturally excel at. Individuals with unique skills are often sought and employed in the world of legitimate business. Why should it be any different in the illegitimate one?"

He paused to take a sip of his drink.

"For example, I happen to be an adept negotiator and have a knack for business enterprise, two very specific skill sets that not everyone possess. I can see why someone would be interested in hiring me. What about you three? Rubel is good at being frightfully rude and probably smashing things, that much I can guess. You two are a bit harder to read, and quite franky, I doubt young Kyran is here for a job. So why is he here at all? Very curious."

He took another sip and smiled benignly at Tavrie.

[ginger ninja]

Hearing the twi'leks muttering, Tavrie attempts to listen in on their conversation. She takes note of Rubel's departure. Please don't get us in trouble big fella. I know it sucks, but we need the cash this guy can give us. She thinks, cursing her lack of an internal comlink.

As the twi'lek slave is about to leave Tavrie snags a drink and sips it lightly. Blech. How do they even manage to get that much suger in such a small glass? She wonders.

I see. Well, as you guessed, Rubel's good at smashing things that need to be smashed, and Kyran here's a wiz at the computer stuff. It's actually a little scary how good he is at it. I mostly just travel with them to help them stay out of trouble. Which is kind of a talent on its own I guess.


Perception check to listen: [roll0]

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia leans up against a wall and looks like she is looking above the balcony.

gm
she is watching that figure

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Better now than later.

"Of all the places, in all the galaxy, this is probably the one I'd least expect to find you in, Crim," Tapion said as he strolled up to the group.

He grinned.

"You didn't think you'd be able to get rid of me that easily, did you?" he asked, "who are your new friends?"

He inclined his head towards the others.

[omnitricks]

Mileo entered the Cheater's Hand contemplating his good fortune. Just around his arrival he chanced on the job offer by one of the big crime lords of Nulour Voul. There would no better way for him to get into the thick of things and further into his goals than by trying out the job.

"Very nice" the Bothan said taking the drink from the slave. "When will Lord Renner be available? I'm here about that advertisement he put out."

[SgtParish]

For Lynin

They obviously don't want anyone listening, but despite their efforts, you do manage to pick up a few words which peak your interest. "Renner", "Timer" and "Evacuate"

Just before the two Twi'Lek slip away and leave the eight of you in the entrance foyer, you hear another Man yell out in the back of the Casino. Rubel loses track of where the first shout came from, and should now find himself surrounded by the loud noises and flashes of a busy Casino, some of the customers notice you are a droid, but say nothing.

Mileo is completely ignored by the Slave Girl, and as she leaves with the Male Twi'Lek, she deposits the remaining drinks on her tray into a waste collector.

Rethilia

A second figure now emerges at the top, and quickly drags the first away from the glass, both exit your view.

[Henry the 57th]

Rubel walks back towards the others when he loses track of the sound. "Hello. As mistress mentioned, I am called Rubel. I am a war droid programmed for melee combat. I presume that is why this being seeks my services."

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia keeps her eyes open looking in that general area.

[Jaelesh]

Kyran looks at Tavrie for a moment, "Yes, there is that. I am also very good at fixing things, organic or otherwise." He looks around and sits in a chair and gets comfortable before grabbing whatever is available to pretend to read, cycling through frequencies on his internal comlink to see if there are any messages he can intercept about himself or Tavrie and Rubel.

Not sure what roll, if any, would be used for this, but I am going to assume that any needed skill check would be either perception or use computer.
If possible, I would like to take 10 or 20 (I don't think there is any sort of penalty to failing, other than failing, but I am not sure if time would allow a 20), so if needed... [roll0] this is the same for either perception or use computer.

[SgtParish]

cycling through frequencies on his internal comlink

Kyran cycles through the local frequency ranges, coming across several encrypted frequencies that are most probably for security purposes.


Should Kyran choose to breach these encryptions, he'll need to roll to gain access, which will require a computer use roll, (You may take 20 but it'll take approx 15 minutes) and then a second computer use check to hide from detection by tracing, you can not take 20 on this roll.

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
Lynin ignores the growing clump of people at the door and heads over to the bar, they’re probably just a group of friends looking for a party, what happens on Nulour Voul, stays on Nulor Voul after all.
The twi’lek smuggler has her suspicions about that hushed conversation. She begins looking for the exits, escape pods, or anything else that would provide her with really good cover.

“Corellian whiskey, straight up”, she says to the barkeep once she gets there.



Perception check to notice exits, escape pods, good places to find cover etc.
[roll0]

[omnitricks]

Hmmph, the nerve of the slave. The actions of workers like that actually speaks a lot about someone like Renner as far as Mileo was concerned now. With nothing better to do now Mileo looked around the casino to try and find if there is anything to occupy his time while he waited.

[Noedig]

Warning sirens began to blare in Crim's head at the sound of that voice. Tapion? Here?! Something was up. He managed to smile offer a hand despite his surprise. Tapion was still a friend, and a good one at that.
"Ha! I'll be damned. Tapion, what the kark are you doing here? This is where people have fun and fun is bad, remember? Oh and these are some new acquaintances I've just met. We'll be working together on a job. The woman is Tavrie,the boy is Kyran and the droid is Rubel. How've you been, Tap?"

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"Tapion Desaito, pleasure to meet you," he said.

Tapion put on a half-grin as he turned back to Crim.

"What am I doing here?" he repeated, "I'm looking for you."

"I was on a... job, after you left," he continued, "and it just wasn't right, so I asked around a bit, found out where you were headed, bought passage on a freighter, and here I am."

He glanced around.

"Think there's room for one more for this Mr. Renner job?" he asked.

[Noedig]

"With your talent, don't see how he could say no. You want a drink? Bosses aren't here to tell you no, and I'll buy. I'm amazed they let you come after me unsupervised."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"Perhaps one," he replied, "I'm not that talented, I just practice when nobody is looking. What you do, that's talent, and no amount of hard work can make up for it."

He spoke matter-of-factly, not taking anything away from his skills, but complimenting Crim in turn, at least, in his mind.

Tapion shrugged.

"As for supervision, your leaving had... Repercussions," he replied.

[Noedig]

Crim smirked inwardly and nearly opened his mouth to say something incendiary, but thought better of it.
"Ah. Hmm. We'll have to discuss that later. Ideally in private. For now...

Crim grinned mischievously and turned back to the bar.

"Barkeep! I'd like to buy a double shot of Bothan rum for my good friend with the blue hair. Maybe it'll help work out the stick that has been so firmly planted in his ass."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"I see your sense of humor is as lively as ever," Tapion deadpanned, "though your concern for my posterior is..."

Tapion smirked.

"Unsettling."

[Noedig]

Crim took the drink from the bartender and handed it to Tapion. It would be interesting to see him drunk. He grinned and took a sip of his own drink before grabbing his friend by the shoulder and leaning in close.

"Remove that stick and I'll worry a whole let less. Those people mess with your head something fierce. Make you forget what it is to be, for lack of a better word, 'human'. Oh! I nearly forgot. I heard an outlandish rumor about you right before I left. Care to enlighten your old friend?"

[Thundercracker]

Tapion

"An outlandish rumor, about me?" Tapion asked.

"Care to tell me what the rumor was?" He asked, "otherwise I wouldn't know what to enlighten you about."

He downed the drink, the liquid burning as it slid down his throat and warmed his stomach.

[Noedig]

"Cheers. Anyway, it was something about you and a female 'co-worker.' I thought it was nerf **** when I heard it. You always walked the straight and narrow if I recall."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

The young padawan froze, the image of his crush flashing across his mind's eye.

He turned to face Crim fully.

"Who told you that?" He asked, the sudden seriousness betraying the fact that the rumor, at least in part, rang of truth.

[Jaelesh]

Should Kyran choose to breach these encryptions, he'll need to roll to gain access, which will require a computer use roll, (You may take 20 but it'll take approx 15 minutes) and then a second computer use check to hide from detection by tracing, you can not take 20 on this roll.


Kyran sits and contemplates for a moment, and decides he might as well risk it, but figures he should warn Rubel and Tavrie first. He sends out a message to Rubel on his built in comlink 'Hey, I found something suspicious, so I am going to look into it. Just thought I would let you know that the **** might hit the fan in case they try to trace me, so be ready... Oh, and please let Tavrie know about this, quietly of course, don't want to worry the others, or let any watchers know what I am doing. Well, you could also try to help me out, but I digress.' and leans back further, reclining as far as possible, pretending to nap.

Well then, now to get to work on this system. I wonder what I will find...

First roll [roll0]
Second roll [roll1]
Assuming that Rubel decides to help me out somehow (and GM allows cooperation on this) I think I get a +2 bonus on each roll (I am away from my books right now, so can't check to make sure)

[SgtParish]

Kyran

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Lynin

The bar provides excellent directional cover from within the Casino and the Above Balconies, Escape Pods are positioned on the upper deck according to a Safety Poster, The Casino itself would also provide decent cover from external blaster fire.


The Barman is another Twi'Lek Male, and he serves you the drinks in silence, continuously keeps looking at the Balcony, aside from playing in the Casino or Drinking there is little else to interest the customer's of the cheaters hand.

[Noedig]

Crim's smile vanished with Tapion's. Interesting.
"I see. We can discuss it in detail later. Don't worry about it for now."

Crim finished his drink and glanced around aimlessly. The bar was fun but he wanted to get to work. Renner was probably stalling, an obvious play to show them who was in control of these negotiations. It annoyed him and he was sure it annoyed the others. Time to rock the boat. He turned to the others and signaled for their attention. He raised his voice a little to make sure they could hear.

"Renner is stalling, trying to improve his position over us. The meeting could have happened minutes ago, but he's delaying to show us who is in control. It's designed to agitate us, make us drink and cloud our judgement. I would suggest we keep further libations to a minimum. Forgive my presumption, but this is a boardroom tactic, and that is my battlefield."

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
Lynin takes her drink and follows the barkeep’s gaze up to the second story balcony. Something is definitely amiss. All the help seems a bit nervous, even jittery. She lets the whisky pool up on her tongue, allowing the woody and spicy aroma to fill her senses before swallowing the liquor, it was good whisky, but Lynin has a hard time enjoying it. Something was bothering her, it sent an unpleasant tingle down her Lekku.

[Hey hansom,] she addresses the barkeep in ryl, [I couldn’t help but notice that everyone seems to be a bit on edge today. So what’s going on? I hope it’s nothing… dangerous?] She says as she leans forward giving the barkeep a nice view of her cleavage, Her lekku dancing in unison with her speech.


also brackets indicate I'm speaking in Ryl or something other than basic.
persuasion roll to find information.
[roll0]

Gather information check if that's more appropriate,
[roll1]

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia was still keeping a lookout for anything suspicious, but she diverts her attention to the balcony.

[ginger ninja]

Seeing that Kyran was attempting to look like he wasn't paying attention and several others seem to be looking up at the balcony all at once she nudges Rubel and whispers "Something's up. We shouldn't just be standing here." Before casting her glance around the lower floor to make sure there's nothing fishy going on from somewhere else.


Perception: [roll0]
Darkvision

[Jaelesh]

Kyran twitches slightly in surprise quickly trying to think on what the message could mean Well, other than that we are about to have a very loud evening... Better let Rubel and Tavrie know about this' He gets up quickly and begins to move towards the two, silently contacting Rubel on the way 'I was right, something is wrong here, you might want to be ready, because this sounds like a professional job' and sends him the message he intercepted 'Think we should warn the others, or maybe go and find this Pala person?'

When he reaches Tavrie, he grabs her sleeve and jerks on it hard to get her attention before saying in a quiet voice he hopes will not be over heard, "I just intercepted an encrypted com message about charges being set by someone. By the context this sounds like an attempt on the life of Renner. I got the name of a person named Pala who is watching for intruders. Think we should act or let the the people in here know what is happening?"

At the same time, he begins to actually pay attention to his surroundings, and attempts to spot any strange behavior, hidden gear on people, or people that seem like they don't belong here.

Perception [Roll]1d20+11[roll] Darkness has no effect

[Jaelesh]

Perception [roll0] Darkness has no effect

(Sorry for double post)

[ginger ninja]

Well ****. Tavrie thinks as Kyran explains what he's found. "We can't get paid if he's dead, and if there's explosions they might be bringing the whole ship down. We should probably act." She says before straightening up and motioning for the others that have shown up for the meeting to come closer.

"Alright, apparently Renner is quite possibly about to be the target of a bomb or something. Dunno about you folks, but I'd prefer for a potential job not to get blown up until after we get paid, and am gonna see if there's something I can do about that. If you can help then it'd be most appreciated." She says quietly to anyone who came close enough to hear when she motioned.

[Henry the 57th]

Rubel extends his arms outwards, and two split into four in a smooth, mechanical motion. "I will assist." he says. Obviously. he adds in his head.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion

"Are you sure?" Tapion asked.

He looked around the crowded casino.

"We should get these people out of here," he said, "stage a fire alarm or even comm in a bomb threat, hah. That would get this Renner out too."

He looked at the others.

"Unless you think you can stop it and find out who is responsible?" He asked.

[Noedig]

Crim wasn't sure why the idea of Renner being targeted surprised him. Logically, it made perfect sense. Probably the liquor's fault. He kept his volume conversational, not really caring for subtlety at this point.

"Oh. Well I guess he isn't stalling then. How did you figure this out? Ah, nevermind, we can talk later. Renner is my meal ticket, so I will assist in every capacity. Tap, I don't think tipping off the 'bad guys' would be a good idea in this case. They might feel rushed and decide to move up their time table. I'm not keen to die today. We need to get off this floor and up stairs. Anyone see a way to do that?"

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia takes note of this conversation. "I just saw a figure behind that glass being dragged away by another one." She says as she points to where she saw it "They are most likely are connected."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"Hmm, yes, you're probably right," he said, looking around at the sheer number of people. Starting a panic wouldn't help anyone, either.

"That sounds like a good place to start," he said, nodding towards the glass, "there must be some way to get to the second level, perhaps one of the dtaff would know."

He begins looking around for a helpful employee, perhaps that twi'lek slave girl he saw speaking with the group earlier.

[SgtParish]

It's a long story but this was meant to go up at 0200GMT+1 but my PC was having a tantrum :smallmad: so it's 10hrs late sorry...

Lynin

The Bartender succumbs to your Feminine Charm, he leans over and after a sneaky glance at the exposed flesh, stares into your eyes intently, ["Oh, it's about to get dangerous, but don't worry, Komad's here to protect you,] He gestures to a blaster pistol underneath his clothing, ["Now can I get you another drink? Renner's paying."] His smile is half charming, half twisted.

Rethilia and Kyran


The bruised face Twi'Lek from before is leaning over the balcony, trying to get the attention of the barman below, not seeing him as he seems far more interested in a Green Skinned Female Twi'Lek Rethilia had seen earlier.


Tavrie


A group of three black cloaked, suspicious individuals move through the crowds, their appearance obscured by the gamblers, they head to the elevators on the far right, as one turns to side step a drunken pirate you manage a brief glance at one of the three faces, it's the Slave girl from earlier, yet her revealing clothing has been replaced with something more designed for armed combat, you then realise that she has a Blaster dangling from her left thigh. Highly unusual actions for a slave....


Crim, Mileo and Rethilia, start to feel queasy, their throat is dry, and their gut feels unnaturally warm, concentration suffers alongside these other effects. Lose 1 condition point (Page 150)

[ginger ninja]

Seeing that **** is apparently going down now, Tavrie nudges Kyran as she begins to move purposefully toward the elevator, attempting to cut off the cloaked figures without actively starting a fight if she can help it. As the cloaked figures close in Tavrie turns to the twi'lek that she recognizes. ["Excuse me. I'm afraid that I really don't have the time to wait around for anyone, even someone as important as Mr. Renner. Could you tell me when he'll be ready to see me?"] She asks in Ryl, blocking the elevator as best as she's able.


Move speed 8 squares, this should let me get right in front of the elevator.
Deception check on the off chance that I roll well and the twi'lek is dumb (or thinks I'm dumb): [roll0]
Assuming that I am able to block the elevator with a single move action then I'll ready an action to take a total defense action if they decide to just go ahead and attack me here on the floor. If one move isn't quite enough to do it then I'll just use the second move action to get into place instead.

[omnitricks]

Feeling a little bit bad, Mileo made his way to the bar to try and attend to his discomfort telling the bartender "I need some water...actually make it more than just some."

[SgtParish]

[Oh, about five minutes], she says with a smirk, [Excuse me], and she rather forcefully pushes you.

Noticing that this doesn't get the message across, she pulls her blaster out and points it at you stomach, she leans in close, [I said, "Excuse Me"]

The bartender winks at Lynin then hands the Bothan a large jug of water, and with a smile asks "Feeling a bit sick sir?"

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia shakes off the sickness "Strange we all get sick at the same time. Could this be a poison?" Rethilia wondered. She look up to the injured Twi'lek "something is going on here."

2 swift actions : Shake it off feat to go up on the condition track
[roll0] perception.

[omnitricks]

Mileo takes the jug and drinks a little to wet his throat. "A bit" he agreed as he continued to say "this place must really serve a mean drink. It only took one glass to make me feel this bad. So how is business lately?" he asked to get an idea of his maybe employer.

If the guy before me is able to use his shake it off is it safe to assume that the normal 3 swift actions for me can do the same?

[Noedig]

A strange nausea suddenly overcame Crim. He was no stranger to alcohol, having a decent tolerance for the stuff, so it struck him as highly unusual to feel ill after a single drink. It took him a few moments to put two and two together, and what he deduced alarmed him.

"Tap, I think we've been poisoned. ****. Everyone, I think we've been poisoned!"

His alarm swiftly turned to anger as his eyes fell on the bartender. "You."

Crim stretched out an open hand and began to concentrate.

[ginger ninja]

Tavrie's eyes widen slightly at the appearance of the blaster. She shakes her head, "Why are people always trying to KILL THE PEOPLE THAT WANT TO GIVE ME MONEY?" she shouts as loud as she can as she adopts a defensive stance.


Total defense action again, makes my Reflex defense 28

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus

[I think I’ll pass on that drink,] she says as she notices the sick bothan next to her, [but you were saying something about dan-]

She’s cut off as the Miralukan points at the barkeep and yells something at him. She turns around, her hand on her blaster, fully expecting all hell to break loose.

[Thundercracker]

A strange nausea suddenly overcame Crim. He was no stranger to alcohol, having a decent tolerance for the stuff, so it struck him as highly unusual to feel ill after a single drink. It took him a few moments to put two and two together, and what he deduced alarmed him.

"Tap, I think we've been poisoned. ****. Everyone, I think we've been poisoned!"

His alarm swiftly turned to anger as his eyes fell on the bartender. "You."

Crim stretched out an open hand and began to concentrate.

Tapion Desaito

The young Vindar saw what was about to happen, and grabbed his friend's arm, pulling it down.

"Crim, bomb," he whispered urgently as Terix turned to him. As if to punctuate his words, shouting erupted near the elevators.

[Noedig]

Crim took a few deep breaths and the red cleared from his vision. He pulled his sidearm out of his suit jacket and began to head to the elevator.
"Fine. Bomb now, bartender later. Let's go see what all the shouting is about, shall we?"

OOC: Three Swifts to recover condition damage. Can't believe I forgot to include this the first time around. :smallredface:

[Thundercracker]

Tapion

The young Jedi stayed close to his friend, ready to act at a moment's notice. He couldn't believe what had almost happened. There would be serious discussions later, assuming they survived. Odd that he didn't feel strange at all...

"Crim," Tapion said, "I don't feel strange at all. Maybe it's because I wasn't invited by Renner. Maybe we should get out of here, get you to a hospital."

[Noedig]

Crim continued toward the elevator, only half listening to Tapion. Being poisoned had put him in a foul mood. He could see Tavrie now, and what looked like a cloaked figure pointing a gun at her. A perfect target to vent on.

"I'll be fine. I do believe those people are pointing a gun at my new friend. That simply won't do."

He aimed his pistol at the back of the figure's head and pulled the trigger. The gun bucked in his hand and a blue bolt of plasma lanced outward.

OOC: Single move action toward the elevators, Aim at the person pointing a gun at Tavrie, Fire.
Weapon: DC-15s
To Hit:[roll0]
To Damage: [roll1]

[Henry the 57th]

At the sound of blaster fire, Rubel decides that the time for subtlety has obviously ended. His hidden waste compartment pops open, and he grabs his lightsaber, though he does not yet ignite it. He rushes toward Tavrie and the figures, doing his best to be ready for attack on the way.

Go toward Tavrie, using total defense for 24 reflex.

[Jaelesh]

Hearing Tavrie yell out, and the subsequent blaster fire and blood splatter, Kyran turns in time to see one of the figures hit the floor. Well, that's not something you see everyday. He begins to move towards Tavrie carefully, shock capacitors beginning to charge within his hands, hoping to be able to catch one of them unawares and take them alive for questioning.

He sends a comm message to Rubel while moving 'We should try to take one of them alive if possible. We might need to interrogate them to find out about the charges.'

Pretty much, total defense (25 reflex) option while moving towards them, shock gloves on stun.

[Henry the 57th]

"I'm not exactly armed for that." Rubel replies with his internal comm, "But I'll take an opportunity if one comes up."

[omnitricks]

"Poisoned?" the Bothan asked in realization before repeating in anger "poisoned!" and threw the jug at the bartender before drawing his blaster to point at the Twi'lek.

"You better tell me what is going on right now before I blow your brains off!" the Bothan demanded in Ryl just in case the point won't get across in basic.

To hit: [roll0]
Improvised weapon, no idea what is the damage

[SgtParish]

Casino Elevators

Surprise Round;

Only Crim may Act;

Crim aimed his pistol at the back of the figure's head and pulled the trigger. The gun bucked in his hand and a blue bolt of plasma lanced outward. The Twi'Lek's head was incinerated before she'd heard the crack of blaster pistol fire, her body slumped to the floor with but a cauterised neck stump remaining of her head.

The two associates grab their blasters from their holsters and dive for nearby cover, while the gamblers closest to the fight back away from their tables.

Combat Round; Start.

All Players may Act;


***

The Bartender dives behind the bar and out of sight, the jug of water crashing into a mixture of expensive liquors.

[ginger ninja]

"Son of a bitch." Tavrie mutters under her breath as the twi'lek's head explodes. Not wasting any time she chases after [whichever of the two remaining cloaked figures is further away from the rest of the group] and attempts to deliver a swift punch to [his or her] solar plexus.


I'm pretty sure I don't need to roll acrobatics to avoid an AoO, but just in case: [roll0]

Attack Roll: [roll1]
Damage Roll: [roll2], dealing stun damage

[Henry the 57th]

Rubel ignites his lightsaber as he runs and hurls himself towards the closest figure, stabbing for his abdomen.

Lightsaber: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1] + 3 = 14

Edit: Forgot to double my strength bonus for wielding the weapon two-handed, so am noting that under damage.

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia, noticing that one who informed her about the bomb threat was in the fight, she quickly jumps to cover "Oya!" she yells as she does this, and then fires at one of their enemies


[roll0] init
move to cover
[roll1] attack
[roll2] damage

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus

Lynin grabs the arm of the poisoned bothan, her blaster appearing in her other hand
“bomb, where?”, she asks, her suspicions confirmed.

[Noedig]

Crim was satisfied to see the Twi'Lek corpse flop to the ground. He'd never been clear as to why the Jedi had been against the use of guns. They were very useful.

"Much better. Hope you brought your saber, Tap. Negotiations just got aggressive."

Crim ducked behind a gambling machine and drew a bead on the nearest hostile.

OOC: Move behind cover, try to get a shot off.
Initiative: 1d20
To Hit: 1d20
To Damage: [roll0]

[omnitricks]

Seeing the Twi'lek bartender duck behind the bar, the Bothan was not too happy with being stopped by the other and without even the answers he wanted. Shaking the hand on his arm off, he asked angrily "why don't you ask him? And about the poison while you're at it instead of stopping me from doing it?"

"Come out and tell me what I want to know. Don't make me have to look for you!" Mileo declared obviously for the bartender.

Persuasion to intimidate: [roll0]

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion cursed under his breath. Crim had just shot someone, in the back of the head, no less. Nevertheless, discussions could wait until later. He reached inside his robes and drew his lightsaber, the smooth metal already warmed from proximity to his body.

He moved near Crim and ignited it with a snap-hiss, holding the blue-white blade defensively, preparing to defend against any incoming blaster fire.

[Noedig]

Crim glanced over at Tapion and chuckled lightly. He nodded toward the blade.

"Still blue, Tap? Heh, they're holding you back my friend."

[Jaelesh]

Seeing the two remaining enemies begin to take cover to fight, Kyran focuses his attention on the one that Tavrie was targeting, deciding it would be best to assist her however he can.

Quickly sprinting forward, Kyran abandons all pretenses of defense, going strait for the Lekku of his target in the hopes of incapacitating him with pain.

Attack [roll0] +2 if I am able to charge him.
Damage [roll1] stun damage.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion

"You know I've always been partial to blue," Tapion replied, "it brings out my eyes."

[Noedig]

Crim smiled and shook his head. The casino was rapidly devolving into shouts and screaming, which was understandable after he had vaporized the Twi'Lek's head. He raised his voice above the din.

"So is now a bad time to talk about the girl?"

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"Nothing happened," he said loudly, over the sound of combat.

"Who is that?" He asked, watching Rubel's lightsaber with interest. He didn't think the Jedi had anyone else here, but it was possible he was mistaken.

[Noedig]

"Don't change the subject! And it's irrelevant if he isn't trying to kill us. Did the blue hair throw her off?"

[ginger ninja]

"We can all have a nice gossip session after we deal with the fallout of your murder. For now kindly shut the **** up." Tavrie shouts over her shoulder at the two men.

[Noedig]

Crim began to laugh. He was unsure as to why he found the situation to be so funny, but he couldn't stop.

"Ha! What? No thank you? For shame, madam."

[ginger ninja]

"I tend not to thank people for murdering on my behalf. Blasters have a stun setting for a reason."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"She happens to like my hair," Tapion replied, "I was the one who threw her off."

"She has a point Crim," Tapion continued, "but we'll talk about that later."

[SgtParish]

Casino Elevators

End of Round Summary;

Initiative Order

Kyran [13]
Mileo [20]
Tapion [23]
Crim [7]
Rubel [26]
Tavrie [10] - Rolled another "1" :smallbiggrin:
Lynin [20]
Rethilia [19]
--
Associate #1 [1]
Associate #2 [2]
Bartender [17]
Bruised Twi'Lek [14]

As soon as the girl's body hit the ground, the two associates panicked, drawing their blasters and lunging for the nearest cover, one dives behind a casino table while the other uses a structural pillar for cover. Rubel ignites his lightsaber as he runs and hurls himself towards the associate hiding behind the pillar, cutting through the stone like a Vibro-Blade through paper, the howl of pain the associate let's out as the lightsaber plunges into his stomach. The associate stops screaming and falls silent in a heap.

Tapion moved near Crim and ignited it with a snap-hiss, holding the blue-white blade defensively, preparing to defend against any incoming blaster fire.

Lynin grabs the arm of the poisoned bothan, her blaster appearing in her other hand
“Bomb, where?"

Mileo was not too happy with being stopped by the Twi'Lek and without even the answers he wanted. Shaking the hand on his arm off, he asked angrily "Why don't you ask him? And about the poison while you're at it instead of stopping me from doing it?" Mileo Pauses, now directing his voice towards the hiding Bartender "Come out and tell me what I want to know. Don't make me have to look for you!"

Rethilia, noticing that one who informed her about the bomb threat was in the fight, she quickly jumps to cover "Oya!" she yells as she does this, and then fires at the second associate as he dives for cover, the laser bolt blasts a chunk out of the casino table the Second Associate now hides behind.

The Bartender pops up from behind the bar holding a Scatterblaster, and fires point blank at the Bothan threatening him, the buckshot flies wide blasting chunks of wood out of a nearby wall.

The Bruised Twi'Lek on the balcony see's the commotion breaking loose below, he taps at his earpiece and leaves in a hurry...

Seeing the two remaining enemies begin to take cover to fight, Kyran focuses his attention on the one that Tavrie was targeting, deciding it would be best to assist her however he can. [DELAY]

"Son of a bitch." Tavrie mutters under her breath as the twi'lek's head explodes. Not wasting any time she chases after the associate hiding and leaping over the table attempts to deliver a swift punch to their solar plexus. The associate rolls backwards narrowly missing the fierce punch, but now exposes himself to the rest of the party.

Quickly sprinting forward, Kyran abandons all pretences of defence, going strait for the Lekku of his target in the hopes of incapacitating him with pain. Same as Tavrie though, the associate dodges the blow, pulling out his blaster to point blank Kyran.

Crim ducked behind a gambling machine and drew a bead on the nearest hostile. The blaster shot slams into a nearby machine, causing it to topple over in a cloud of smoke and sparks.

The associate takes a step back to put some space between him and his new enemy and fires his blaster at the younger of the two, the blaster shot tears into the child's chest knocking him backwards onto the floor, seeing his moment the associate turns to escape through the casino...

To hit [17] damage [11]

End of Round 1

Round Two; Start.

All players may act, however Kyran has been knocked prone.

[Noedig]

If Crim needed any justification for killing, watching Kyran go down had just provided it.
"Tap, protect the boy!"

He aimed and fired at the offender.

Talking is a free action. Staying put, firing at Associate 2.
To Hit: [roll0]
To Damage: [roll1]

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus

“Holy-“ Lynin’s voice is cut off by the roar of the bartender’s scatterblaster.
She fires a snap shot off at the man behind the bar.


[roll0]
+1 for point blank shot
[roll1]

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia decides to try "diplomacy" while she has the upper hand. "You can surrender or die honorably, the choice is yours. I recommend surrender, you are outnumbered, unless you can take a Mandalorian."

[roll0] + [roll1] intimidate

[ginger ninja]

Tavrie hears Crim's blaster as another plasma bolt whizzes past. "Set for ****ing stun." She tells him as she darts forward, aiming a vicious kick at the man who shot Kyran.


Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1], stun damage
If attack deals damage then making another attack roll against fort defense: [roll2]. If the second attack roll is successful then my target is prone in his square.

[Noedig]

"Why?!" Crim asked, genuinely puzzled. "They aren't playing nice with us, are they?"

He didn't like killing people, but when it was kill or die, he rather liked being alive.

[Jaelesh]

Kyran looks up at the ceiling, wondering about the interesting new sensation in his chest Huh, so this is what getting shot feels like... Not too pleasant. Well, better get back to work I guess He slowly shifts some of his damaged parts around to improve function, and slowly gets to his feet, covering his blaster wound with one hand.

Looking around, he notices the person that Rubel impaled, and begins to move over, trying carefully to stay out of lines of fire, in order to check for signs of life and possibly treat wounds Well, if it's alive, maybe I can interrogate

[omnitricks]

"Damned fool. You want this?!" Mileo asked in a rage after nearly getting blown away from the scatterblaster. Returning a shot of his own the bothan yelled "You're going to end up dead for this!" and ran for cover to hopefully protect himself from the next blast.

Attack: [roll0] Opps forgot about point blank +1
Damage: [roll1]

Using running shot Mileo will run towards any cover after his attack which can protect him the best. Probably one of the big gambling machines or behind a wall that the bartender can't reach from behind the counter if possible.

[ginger ninja]

"You shot first. Them not playing nice after that is kind of an appropriate response."

[Henry the 57th]

Rubel nimbly adjusts his course, this time going for the fleeing assailant. He brings his lightsaber up and swings, this time aiming to cut off his leg before he can get away.

Lightsaber: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion was already on the move when Kyran was hit, before Crim had finished his sentence.

He's moving, still alive, that's one tough kid...

"Are you alright?" Tapion asked Kyran, even ask he kept an eye on the battle, trusting the Force to guide his reactions to deflect any incoming blaster bolts.

[Jaelesh]

Hearing Tap talking to him, Kyran keeps moving, wondering why the big blue guy would show him concern... Oh, right, I look like a child, no wonder he is worried about my safety.

Kyran glances in Tapions direction quickly and says in a slightly detached tone "I should be fine, it did not hit me to badly. That aside, you are a jedi?", looking at Tapions lightsaber.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion chanced a glance at the boy. He seemed very calm for someone who had just been shot, no fear. Perhaps he was in shock.

"Yes. Are you sure you're okay? That blast knocked you over," he replied.

[Jaelesh]

Why does he...? Kyran was flattered at the concern readily apparent in the jedi, really, he was, but couldn't help but think there were more pressing matters at hand.

"Yes, yes, I will be fine, really, it looked worse than it really was. I was off balance a bit, and I am pretty small, so it's no wonder I was knocked over. It was actually a very light hit.

To prove his point, he slaps the wound lightly, making no indications of pain as he does so "See, nothing to worry about." he says calmly, all the while thinking Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow... Should not have done that... Ow, damn these pain receptors... and continuing on his way to the downed enemy.

[Noedig]

"Kark, Kyran, get to cover!"

[SgtParish]

Casino Elevators

End of Round Summary;

Round 2;

Initiative Order

Kyran [17]
Mileo [12]
Tapion [18]
Crim [11]
Rubel [11]
Tavrie [10] - This is more than funny now :smallbiggrin:
Lynin [19]
Rethilia [10]
--
Associate #1 [Deceased]
Associate #2 [7]
Bartender [13]

“Holy-“ Lynin’s voice is cut off by the roar of the bartender’s scatterblaster. She fires a snap shot off at the man behind the bar, the blast slices through the Bartender's lungs sending him into a panicked spasm on the ground, the Scatterblaster skids across the floor and out of his reach.

"Damned fool. You want this?!" Mileo asked in a rage after nearly getting blown away from the scatterblaster. Returning a shot of his own which slams into the counter sending splinters of wood everywhere, "You're going to end up dead for this!" and ran for cover to hopefully protect himself from the next blast.

If Crim needed any justification for killing, watching Kyran go down had just provided it.
"Tap, protect the boy!" He aimed and fired at the offender. The laser bolt narrowly missing the escaping associate as he clambers over tables. The crowd around him have retreated and a few have even drawn blasters in defence.

Rubel nimbly adjusts his course, this time going for the fleeing assailant. He brings his lightsaber up and swings, this time aiming to cut off his leg before he can get away. Misjudging the angle ever so slightly the blade cut's through the Associates kidney's and lower intestines, splitting his body mid-air, then landing with a soft thump as his legs lie sprawled a few meters behind him, Rubel stands in a small clearing towering above the shocked onlookers.

End of Round 2;

End of Combat;

3 Enemies Deceased
1 Incapacitated

No losses

Award yourselves 200xp each.

Continue as before, :smallsmile:

[omnitricks]

Mileo puts away his hold out blaster and goes to pick up the scatterblaster on the ground. With the new weapon in hand he goes to the bartender to check if he has any other hidden surprises on him and while making it clear that he is ready to fire at any time, the bothan asks "answers now or else. If I am satisfied I might even get you to a medic on time."

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
Stepping around the bar, still covering the downed barkeep. Lynin scans the area looking for anything that might be of interest, such as a detonator, com link, weapons anything really.

Start talking or we’ll turn you over to Renner’s interrogators.


Perception check to find stuff
[roll0]

[Henry the 57th]

Rubel looks around for more foes, before shutting off his lightsaber. He bends down and uses three hands to examine both of the corpses of the men he killed, looking for anything that might be of use. His lightsaber remains, clutched but deactivated, in his fourth hand.

[SgtParish]

The Bartender is slumped against the back cabinet, he gasps for air with pain, clutching his chest he barely makes a sound as he says, "Did... did you kill them?"

Lynin and Mileo;
Make perception checks please :smallwink:

Rubel;
Both associates wear black and red armour marked with a "NC" behind the collar, both were armed with blasters but neither had anything that looked unusual except the one behind the pillar did have an empty vial in a hip pocket.

[Henry the 57th]

Rubel takes note of the markings for later, before helping himself to the blaster pistols and the vial. He holds the pistols in one hand each, inserting the vial into his own hidden compartment.

Walking up to the others, Rubel says, "You should know that the men were both wearing armor marked NC behind the collar."

I'm interpreting "blasters" to mean blaster pistols. Please correct me if this is wrong.

[Noedig]

"Not uncommon for crime lords to have enemies in a government or two. Let's find the rest of the hostiles before they blow this ship in half."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

The immediate danger passed, Tapion deactivates his lightsaber and looks to Kyran.

"Let me see it," he said, kneeling down to put himself closer to eye level with the wound.

[Jaelesh]

Kyran looks at Tap for a moment, considering what course of action to take Well, I could just let him look and possibly figure out that I am not human... I think I should be advanced enough to pass inspection in that regard, but then again, he is a jedi... Hmmm.... What to do... Oh, right, I forgot I had all those medical supplies...

"Don't worry, I can take care of it myself." He says in a monotone voice as he pulls out various medical supplies while walking towards a table that would put his back to the organic ones, and opened the top of his ship suit. Taking a bacta patch and some hypospray and quickly applying them to his wound, he turned around and wiped a little of his synthetic blood off, closed his suit again, and continued in a more 'happy' sounding voice "See no problem. Moving right along, don't you think we should investigate the corpses for more information, such as where those charges might be? Better yet, why don't we force our way up to speak with this Mr. Renner so we can finish our business?" and proceeds to examine the corpses, going so far as to strip the corpses to look for tattoos or implants, should nobody stop him.

Perception to thoroughly search the corpses is 31 (Taking 20)
Knowledge: Life Science to analyze forensics or to notice subspecies variants (to try and figure out where they were from and if they had any preexisting conditions worth noting) 26 (Taking 10)
Knowledge: Galactic, Social, and Technology to analyze other clues, such as gear models, social markings like tattoos or clothing styles, or if I just know some random thing about them (taking ten... SURPRISE I guess) 21 each

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion's face took on an odd expression as he watched Kyran go about his business as if nothing happened.

He stashed his lighsaber inside his robe and walked back to Crim.

"You see this?" He asked, inclining his head towards where Kyran was now inspecting dead bodies, "what's with this kid?"

[ginger ninja]

Now that the fight is over Tavrie wheels around and advances on Crim. "Why the **** did you shoot her in the head? Now there's dead bodies where there don't need to be and we have fewer subjects to interrogate." She says forcefully, jabbing her finger into his chest. "Learn some ****ing control." She stops, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath to calm herself down before turning to Tapion. "He's fine. That's just how he deals with stress, and he's smart enough that if he says he's fine then I believe him." She tells him in a much quieter voice. "Let's go help them talk to the bartender before they get overenthusiastic with him too." She finishes, walking over to the bar.

[Noedig]

Crim smirked and shrugged. He didn't like being preached at, but emotions were a little high, so he adopted a calm tone and responded.

"First, pointing is rude. Secondly, your droid friend cut someone in half, go 'control' him. Thirdly, 'that's how he deals with stress' is the best lie you can up with? I've seen adults get torn in half by weaker weapons than that at point blank range. You remember the children on Vanatos, Tap, you've seen those kinds of wounds before. Kyran is more than he appears to be, isn't he. It would certainly explain Ms. Tavrie's complete lack of concern over the hole in her ward's chest."

[SgtParish]

Despite all the broken glass and splintered wood Lynin notices a small semi-transparent ear piece a few feet from the fallen Bartender, while Mileo realises that the bartender is reaching for his holstered blaster pistol...

Mileo
Make an AoO to stop the bartender from firing at Lynin

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

At the outburst, Tapion looked between the kid, Tavrie, and Crim.

Maybe he's not human at all... That would explain a lot.

"She's right," he said to Crim quietly, "you shot someone in the back of the head Crim, it doesn't get much colder than that."

"How do you know these people?" He asked.

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
"Hey, check this." She says as she bends down to pick up the small earpiece. She holds it up to her ear and listens to whatever chatter is going on.


Rolling perception check to listen for more information
[roll0]

[ginger ninja]

"I'll deal with my droid, but he reacted after the fight was already started. He didn't murder someone in cold blood. And trust me, when I lie to you, it will be much more believable than that. I think you're a ****, not stupid."

[Noedig]

Tapion Desaito

At the outburst, Tapion looked between the kid, Tavrie, and Crim.

Maybe he's not human at all... That would explain a lot.

"She's right," he said to Crim quietly, "you shot someone in the back of the head Crim, it doesn't get much colder than that."

"How do you know these people?" He asked.

Crim sighed and pinched his brow. This argument was getting nowhere and doing nothing productive, and now Tap was on her side. Excellent.

"Yes, yes I did. Because I thought I was saving Tavrie's life, which I did not apparently do. Anyway, we can me mad at each other later. It appears our mutual friend at the bar found something. Excuse me."

He turned and walked to the bar, intent on seeing what the other Twi'Lek had found. He adopted a pleasant smile and bent over to examine what she was holding.

"Hello madam. What do you have there?"

[Henry the 57th]

Rubel walks up to his "mistress" and injects himself into the conversation. "And how will you "deal with" me? My reaction was entirely within my programming. When combat began, I acted to neutralize all hostiles in the most efficient manner available."

[SgtParish]

The earpiece crackles, it's fragile structure partially damaged by the fall, yet something discernible is spoken, "...ard Gunfire! What's happening? Can you see Pala?" The earpiece let's out a whining static, silenced by pressing the small oval button on the back.

[Noedig]

"Madam, do you speak Ryl? If so I would humbly suggest that we report an all clear and perhaps ask for status update. We may be able to get something useful out them, yes?"

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus,

“Hi”, she says to Crim as he steps up to the bar, “I’m Lynin, I’m here for a job. But it seems like there’s a bit of problem; something about a bomb.” She shrugs, “ I found this on the barkeep, looks like an earpiece to a com unit.”

[TheThan]

“That’s a good idea. let’s see… Ahem,” she says, clearing her throat.

“Everything’s under control, situation normal. We had a slight weapons malfunction. But everything’s alright here, How are you?” She says into the comm unit.


Sorry for the double post, its what i get for posting without updating.
Rolling deception
[roll0]

[omnitricks]

"I haven't killed anyone yet, but that can change depending on what you do now."

True to what he said, the bothan grunted disapprovingly seeing what the bartender was planning to do. He was part satisfied since he still had some anger to let out but still disappointed that he isn't getting too far with this. Still he let out a shot.

Attack:
Damage: [roll1]x2

[Noedig]

Crim hear a weapon discharge behind him and he wheeled on the bothan. He kept his voice as low as possible, but the whisper turned into more of a hiss.
"Are you quite done sir?!"

[SgtParish]

“Everything’s under control, situation normal. We had a slight weapons malfunction. But everything’s alright here, How are you?” She says into the comm unit.


A crackled answer comes back, "....Ah, Pala, good to hear you, yes, fine, we're coming down now, is the ship ready?...."

The bartender, pulls out a Hold out blaster, aiming to get one last shot off before his lungs give in, yet Mileo seeing this reacts almost instantly, the Scatterblaster tearing the bartender to ribbons.

[omnitricks]

Ohhh, I think I like this" Mileo said to himself after seeing the results and balanced it on his hand just to get the feel of it. The blaster was going to be a lot better than that hold out he has been relying on.

Ignoring the bad mannered Miralukan who thought hissing was a good way to talk to someone, Mileo turned and told the female Twi'lek "looks like we're even. Did you find out anything about that bomb you were talking about?" and when the Bothan said bomb, he said it loudly for the benefit of all the nearby onlookers. If the terrorists that poisoned him was able to get the bartender, there might still be other members nearby.

And Mileo will be watching out for them because the ones who do not react to the mention of the bomb threat will most probably be able to tell him where they are.

Perception: [roll0]

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
Lynin holds her hand up for the bothan to be quite while she answers the person on the other end.

“Yes, the ship is ready. Have you reached the target site?
She responds, hoping to dig up some much needed information.


Deception check
[roll0]
Gather information check if it’s wanted
[roll1]

rerolled in OOC thread. deception check =11 (well its better than a 1)
gather information gets +2 to it. from force point.
I think the digital dice gods have caught up to me.

[SgtParish]

It isn't clear if there are any other terrorists within the crowd, as all of them look shifty, the Ear Piece Crackles again, "...Right we'll meet on the port side hangar in three minutes, charges are on a timer so we need to move now..." The line clicks dead.

A heavily set man and two smaller but equally tough looking Mercenaries, approach you, the leader nudging the corpse of the bisected associate, "Well, I hope you got a gooood explanation for this mess, 'cus Lord knows he won't be happy to see this" His words are spoken through a thin smile, one of the mercenaries looks Tap up and down, "Don't see many Cheddar Monks these days, do we Bishop?" The third in the group wears a full face mask, and wanders around, saying nothing.

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
"The bad guys will be in the port side hangar in three minutes, but I don’t know where their bombs are. We should get there and see if we can take someone alive and interrogate them. "

With that, she bends down, grabs a couple of bottles of corellian whisky and a few shot glasses and stuffs them into her bag. Then hefts it back onto her shoulder.

"These might come in handy later."

[Noedig]

Crim smirked.
"Nothing like a little, non-poisoned, liquid courage, eh? Let's get moving then."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"We all should leave, now," Tapion said to the mercenaries.

If prompted for an explanation, he gestures for Crim or Lynin to explain (whoever is closer).

[SgtParish]

"Leave where?" The mercenary asks Lynin with obvious suspicion.

A short post 'cus I got to go to work D:

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia keeps an eye out for anything that may aid their search for the bombs or the culprits.
[roll0]

[TheThan]

"There’s a bomb, we’re trying to stop the guys that planted it. So either make yourself useful or get outta our way".
She says to the idiot merc and his buddy. She steps around the bar and starts heading towards the group by the elevator. Once there she explains.

“The rest of them will be in the port side hangar in about three minutes. We’ve got at least that long to find that bomb and disable it.” she says to the group in a hurried tone.

[Noedig]

A woman of action. Crim found that refreshing.
"Right behind you."

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia, being a Mandalorian, liked the idea of cracking some skulls "If we are going to take out those thugs, count this Mandalorian in."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"What's your plan?" Tapion asked, moving closer to the others.

The kid would have to wait, along with Crim and his flirtation with the Dark Side; there were more pressing matters at hand.

[SgtParish]

"There’s a bomb, we’re trying to stop the guys that planted it. So either make yourself useful or get outta our way".

Irked by the Twi'Lek's Tone, the Mercenaries exchange glances with each other.
{"How can we help?"} The voice sounds from the man wearing a mask, unfolding the stock on a modified blaster rifle.

The voice has been filtered and translated by the mask into basic

[omnitricks]

"Hmmmmm...." the bothan wondered to himself on what to do and decided that there will be more advantages for him to try and find the people responsible like getting out of the bombs blast radius "Lets get going then. I'm still not happy about being poisoned like that."

Giving a suggestion to the mercenaries, Mileo suggested "you could try to find and disarm the bomb here or get to the hangar." before following the group.

Mileo is trying to confirm if the mercenaries can be trusted since he is still suspicious there might be more enemies unknown to him.
Perception: [roll0]

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion keeps an eye on the mercenaries while listening to the conversation of the group. He doesn't trust them, but with a bomb on board the ship, they should be pretty concerned about their chances for survival as well.

If it comes down to it, I guess I can ask them to help search for the bomb...

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus

This ship is pretty large, it could be anywhere. But what we know is where the people who planted them are going to be. So we should capture them and learn where the bombs are so we don’t waste time searching for them. But then again, we might not have the time to catch them.
Either way, we can’t just wait around all day. That bomb’ll go off and we’re still suck on this ship so we need to do something. I say go after the ones in the docking bay.

Lynin says as she stands dumbfounded at everyone standing around like a bunch of lost tourists.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"You want to run all the way to the hangar, find them, capture them, 'convince' them to tell us where the bomb is, then run all the way back here in the hopes they weren't lying to us, and then disarm the bomb, all in three minutes?" Tapion asked.

"We don't even know what they look like," he added, "forgive me if I don't go along with this plan."

He turned to Crim.

"What do you want to do?" he asked.

[Noedig]

"Three minutes..."

Tap was right. There was no way they could make it to the hangar, deal with the commandos and then disarm the bomb. That left one option.

"Find Renner, and get off this karking ship. He's our meal ticket. The NC commandos can rot. Whatever we do, it has to be now."

[SgtParish]

The Mercenary looks at Crim, {If they've got demolition charges, that should be our priority, everyone on board is in danger while we wait around}

The other two shake their heads in disagreement, "You can count me out, I don't fancy my chances against these guys, we're better off making a run for it while we can..."

If no one stops them, they step into the right hand elevator, presumably heading towards the starboard hangar.

[TheThan]

[/b] Lynin Oolus[/b]
Waiting around here isn’t going to solve anything. Whatever we decide to do we need to decide and do it quickly. We’re all on the clock and if we wait too long… then we're all bantha fodder.

Lynin says as she folds her arms over her chest impatiently.

[Thundercracker]

"Three minutes..."

Tap was right. There was no way they could make it to the hangar, deal with the commandos and then disarm the bomb. That left one option.

"Find Renner, and get off this karking ship. He's our meal ticket. The NC commandos can rot. Whatever we do, it has to be now."

Tapion Desaito

Tapion nods to Crim.

"Let's go, and see if we can't pull a fire alarm on the way," he said, already turning towards the others, "you guys look for the charges. Here's my comcode. Meet you at the hangar."

Tapion immediately beings moving towards the elevators.

I'm assuming allowing someone else to call your comlink is easy in Star Wars

[Noedig]

"We'll split then. It seems the most effective way to handle the situation. Tap and I will secure Renner, while another team secures the charges."


Crim gestured to the self-identified Mandalorian.

"We could use an extra gun, if you would be so kind."

[Jaelesh]

During his preliminary inspection of one of the corpses, Kyran notices the mercenary group walk in, and listens to the conversation as it goes. Hmm, interesting conundrum they have here... Help the people, help Renner, or help ourselves... Whatever shall they choose. he thinks to himself as he begins to tug on the armor of the corpse in order to strip it.

He pauses for a moment and considers this problem, Wait.... If the ship is going to explode in 3 minutes, I won't have enough time to examine the bodies anyway. Damn, I guess I have to help disarm the bombs..., and promptly stands up and makes a mental note of where he was before walking over to the group discussing strategy.

{I can help out you know.} he says in ryl, {Just get me to a computer terminal and I might be able to use the ship's scanners to locate the charges, as well as possibly make life difficult for the armed invaders}. He considers things for a moment before looking straight at the leader of the mercenaries and continues {Also, it would help greatly if you could provide me with the security codes and such so I don't have to slice the system}

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Crim gestured to the self-identified Mandalorian.

[COLOR="DarkOrange"]"We could use an extra gun, if you would be so kind."

Rethilia pulls out her blaster and smiles.

[SgtParish]

{I don't have the security codes, I doubt anyone apart from Renner will know that, but I'm not to bad at splicing myself, I'm sure together we'd have much better chances of gaining access.}

The Mercenary fidgets with his blaster rifle nervously.

[Noedig]

Crim grinned at the Mandolorian and moved to follow Tap toward the elevator.
"Ah, excellent. Two Jedi and a Mandolorian. What hope does the enemy have?"

As he caught up with Tap, he touched his friend on the shoulder. He lowered his voice to privatize the conversation.

"I hope after this we can agree that what I've done today has been a necessary evil. You don't like it, I don't like it, but we can't always find a peaceful resolution and sometimes lethal force is the only answer. Now we have almost no time for strategy and absolutely none for lengthy parlay. While I would greatly prefer it to be otherwise, that same lethal force may be our only option. If that happens I need to know I can count on you, Tap. There can be no hesitation. There is more at stake here than our own lives. I will not allow hundreds to die again if I have the power to stop it."

[MichaelGoldclaw]

"As much as I would like to crack some skulls, I think the bombs our our first priority. What good is honor and glory if we don't live to tell about it." Rethilia admitted

[Jaelesh]

Kyran looks about for a moment, considering his options. These mercenaries seem a bit more fidgety than I would normally expect... There is a bomb, so for all I know that might be it, but, well, something just doesn't feel right... and turns to the mercenary who spoke to him.

{Well then, I guess we had better go find the closest terminal before anything bad happens. Which way?} he says as he moves aside to let the mercenary pass, all the while watching him to check for responses that seem out of place.

I would LOVE to be able to use my 20 roll from the OOC post, but if not...
Perception [roll0] lighting has no effect...
and if they might help...
Life Sciences [roll1] to see if I notice species cues for something being odd.
Social Sciences [roll2] to see about psychological cues.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"We should at least first try to tell them we work for Renner, there's a bomb, and that Renner has to get out now," he said, "it'll take longer if we have to fight our way through his bodyguards."

[SgtParish]

{Upstairs, we'll take the elevator.} The filtered voice responds, and the masked mercenary leads the way towards the closest elevator.

Kyran
The behaviour of the mercenary doesn't suggest he's working against you, but he seems eager none the less, in fact his behaviour doesn't seem very human at all, his stride is smooth and swift, while his movements seem regular and practised.

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
Alright, lets find ourselves a terminal, were on the clock.
the Twi'lek says, her Lekku twitching slightly as she looks around. All she sees is panicked people and chaos.


Perception check to locate a terminal nearby.
[roll0]

[Noedig]

"Fair enough. If any of Renner's guards are still alive, we should not shoot them."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"Unless they shoot at us first," Tapion added, the gentle music in the elevator contrasting rather comically with the dire situation they found themselves in.

[Noedig]

"Agreed. Then a survival imperative would supersede our previous desire to not shoot them. Did you hit the 'up' button?"

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion reached out and pressed the button for the second floor.

"Yes," he replied.

[Noedig]

"Keep hitting it. Maybe we'll go faster."

[omnitricks]

"Alright, so where is this terminal?" the bothan asked ready to get this over and done with, hopefully without dying.

[SgtParish]

Ding!

The lift doors part, and a little automated message plays.

"Second floor, Hanger Bay and Grid Access"

The sliding doors reveal an empty balcony stretching from the middle to the rear of the ship, overlooking the Casino beneath. To the other side of the ship an identical balcony, the two joined by a bridge. Connected to the outside of each balcony is access to a Hangar Bay.

The Mercenary steps out first, taking a cautious look to the floor beneath in case of any followers, "Right Terminals at the end of this deck", he points to the far side where a variety of Holo-projections advertise Lord Renner's own branded Death Sticks.

[Noedig]

Crim frowned. The distinct lack of hostiles on this floor was troubling. Even so, he stepped off the elevator and on to the balcony.

"Is there another floor above this one? I thought Renner would be here, and it does not appear that he is."

[omnitricks]

"Don't let your guard down. A man like Renner would probably have some escape route or a panic room" the bothan said. "Let's just make sure the floor is really clear" the bothan suggested before taking a look around to make sure there are really no hostiles.

Perception: [roll0]

[Jaelesh]

Kyrn nods towards the others "Yeah, seems odd that there are so few people here..." and begins to slowly peek out of the elevator down the hallways, trying to make sure things are safe before heading towards the terminals.

Perception [roll0] darkness has no effect.

[SgtParish]

The Mercenary turns to face Crim, "Your best chance of finding Renner is on the top floor, at least that's where his quarters are. I'm going to stay on this level to see if I can find where the bombs have been hidden"

On the opposite balcony the shape of four figures is barely visible exiting from the hanger bay door. Their movement is casual paced, but they are carrying arms.

[Noedig]

"Ah, thank you. Best of luck down here."

Crim stepped back into the elevator and waited for the other team to get off.

[Jaelesh]

Kyran ducks back into the elevator quickly after he sees the armed people walking out of the hangar.

He looks at the mercenaries and asks "Hey, are those armed people who just walked out of the hangar yours, or are they the enemy?"

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus

“We’ve gotta get to those terminals, they’re our only real chance of finding those bombs before this ship explodes around us.”

Seeing the armed people down the corridor, she pulls her blaster and looks for cover.


Perception check:
[roll0]

[SgtParish]

The Mercenary turns to the direction Kyran pointed, his left optic extending out of his mask, he shakes his head as his eye piece returns to it's original place. "Not with me, but I don't think they've seen us yet, we could try sneaking over" He looks up and down the balcony for cover to hide behind before deciding on a nearby pillar, as he does so he loads a new clip into his rifle.

If the balconies are indeed identical, then you assume the figures to be moving towards the opposite elevator.

[Jaelesh]

Kyran looks at the group before saying in a hushed tone "Hmm, it would probably be best to ambush them and see if you can take captives to interrogate. I doubt I would be of much use in this fight, so one of you should take me to the terminals as soon as the shooting starts so I can try hacking the system."

He peeks out of the elevator quickly and takes a quick survey to the area to try and figure out the quickest route to the terminals.

Perception... again [roll0] darkness has no effect.
Pretty much, trying to get a basic layout of the place.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion remained on the elevator ad pushed the close door button. The sooner they could get to Renner, the sooner they could get out of this place, preferably before it blew up around them.

[omnitricks]

"Sneaking sounds good. By the time they detect us we might actually be at the terminal or in a better position to fight back if it comes down to it" Mileo said before trying to hide himself with his blaster at ready.

Stealth: [roll0]

At the same time he saw Tapion closing the elevator and going up. "Coward...."

[SgtParish]

"Fastest route is a straight dash to the terminals, no doubt if we start running, those guys will figure out what's happening, or we sneak over, but if time is short, then that'll leave very little room to hack the system"

He glances around the pillar, noticing the figures have split into two teams of two. He gestures with his fingers to relay their position.

[omnitricks]

"Looks like we'd risk losing our life of worse either way so I'd just go for the option with a better chance of success" the bothan said. In his hiding place, he held up his blaster and took aim at the group closest to his hiding place ready to fire as soon as they came close enough or the sounds of blaster fire tells him its time to fight.

Mileo is taking aim and preparing an action to shoot once they come into point blank range or his team starts firing

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Did he just call me a coward?

Tapion gave Mileo a quizzical look as the door closed, cutting off line of sight.

"What's his problem?" Tapion asked Crim.

who else is in the elevator heading up to renner's office?

[MichaelGoldclaw]

"I'm all for going in there blasters blazing."

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
“I don’t think we’ve got the time to be sneaky.”
The twi’lek says quietly, as she tries to minimize her presence.


Making a stealth check. Maybe we can get the drop on these bozos.
[roll0]

[SgtParish]

"So we make a dash for it?" The Mercanary's voice almost sounding hopeful through the mask filter.

He turns to Kyran, almost as if he had the final say on what they did.

[Jaelesh]

Hmmm..... This might get interesting.... one of these guards is actually taking orders from me... Kyran thinks to himself, imagining what he could possibly do with an army of mooks to do his bidding before pulling himself back to reality.

He looks at the mercenary "We should move as stealthily as possible, using those pillars for cover whenever possible. If they see us, fine, we can move as fast as possible to the terminals so I can get to work, if they don't see us, it would be better if they don't know where we are headed so they won't try to intercept. I will need at least one of you to guard me while I try to slice the network." He thinks for a moment before continuing "Well, I think that about covers it, do you? Ready when you guys are."

Stealth [roll0] not sure if there would be any bonuses for army crawling or not.... Anyway, just put this here to have it listing in case needed.

[omnitricks]

"No running, we may be in a rush but its no reason to be careless" Mileo said before looking back at the opposing group.

Seeing that they have stopped a distance away, the bothan gave a nod in agreement. With no other way to the terminal he followed the rest as they moved towards their destination.

Stealth: [roll0] + any other bonuses as Jaelesh has asked about. Maybe if we move through cover instead?

Bah, this game hates me. My rolls are always bad.

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
“So quick but cautious I’m ok with that”
With that she’s off, slinking around her cover and appearing beind the next pillar on left side of the walkway.


stealth check
[roll0]

[SgtParish]

As everyone heads along the balcony towards the terminal, Mileo notices the group of two begin to follow them at a distance, the Mercenary looks between the members of the group, "Crap, I think they've seen us" Hugging the closest pillar next to him, he suggests "Kyran, see if you can make a run for that terminal, we'll put some fire power down before the others return."

[Jaelesh]

Kyran nods at Mileo quickly and bolts in the direction of the terminals, trying to keep as low as possible and use as much cover as possible at the same time.

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
“Here we go again.” The twi’lek smuggler says under her breath as she takes aim and opens fire with her blaster, aiming at the closest figure. She tries to keep the pillar between herself and any returning gunfire.


Attack
[roll0]
Damage
[roll1]
I’m using the pillar to provide cover for myself.

[omnitricks]

"Yup," Mileo said before running towards the terminal. He fired a shot of his own out towards the opposing group before reaching and hiding behind the next pillar in between them.
Using running attack to fire in the middle before getting into cover.
Attack roll: [roll0] (Pretty sure we're not in point blank yet)
Damage: [roll1]

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia charges torwards her enemies, firing a shot


[roll0] attack
[roll1] damage

[SgtParish]

Firefight on the Balcony

End of Action Round: 01

Initiative Order:

Mileo 19
Lynin 18
Mercenary 16
Rethilia 15
Guards 11
Kyran 10

Running towards the terminal. Mileo fires a shot of his own out towards the opposing group before reaching and hiding behind the next pillar in between them. The scatterblaster's shot dissipates before reaching the Guards, who bring their own guns to bare.

Lynin takes aim and opens fire with her blaster, aiming at the closest figure. The bolt smashes into the Guards chest, the force sending him sprawling backwards, to avoid any returning fire, Lynin tries to keep the pillar between herself and the Guards.

The Mercenary unleashes a volley of fire towards the still standing Guard, while none of the shots hit, it forces the Guard to dive for cover behind a nearby pillar.

Rethilia charges towards her enemies, firing a shot, the round hits the pillar blowing a huge chunk out of the masonry. The Guard pops out from behind cover and returns fire, his bolt hitting Rethilia in the upper thigh.

Kyran is just another 30ft from the terminal, he has yet to of been noticed.

Mercenary Rolls, 5 To hit, 16 For damage. Enemy rolls, 21 To hit, 8 For Damage

Round: 02 Start

[SgtParish]

Tap and Crim:

As the elevator door opens, revealing the top floor of the cheater's hand, you get a strong wiff of Blaster Fire, stepping out of the elevator shows a tight corridor, marked with small scorch marks, what you can see of the the corridor finishes with a sharp left turn, and a slumped body of a Twi'Lek Slave Girl.

[MichaelGoldclaw]

Rethilia lets out a grunt in pain as she takes a hit. She keeps advancing, taking another shot as she goes

[roll0] attack
[roll1]damage

[Thundercracker]

Tapion

"C'mon," Tapion says, trotting over to the downed slave girl.

He checked the corridor first before kneeling down next to the twi'lek and feeling for a pulse.

[Noedig]

The body gave Crim a moment's pause. The slave girls on this ship had a tendency to start shooting, and he couldn't immediately tell if she was dead. He drew his sidearm and began to advance down the hall.

"Watch yourself Tap. I don't like this."

Weapon is out and at the ready. See if I can check for hostiles with a UTF. [roll0]

[SgtParish]

There’s an eerie feel to this upper part of the ship, yet there seems to be no signs of enemy soldiers, the odd discarded blaster clip here and there, suggests multiple firefights, as you round the next corner you see an ornate entrance to a Personal Chamber, slightly diminished by the chunks missing from the walls and decorative statues.

[omnitricks]

Mileo continues towards the terminal behind Kyran while getting another shot off at his enemies when he had the chance. While constantly making sure he was behind cover would slow him down at least he would be in the best position to help anyone that needed it.

Same as before, using running attack to fire while going from cover to cover.

Attack roll: [roll0]
damage: [roll1]

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
HP: 18, Damage threshold 12
Condition normal
Defense: Fort: 12, reflex 15, will: 12

“I think I got one,” Lynin says,
The twi’lek smuggler pokes her blaster out around the pillar and takes a shot at the closest visible enemy.


Attacking “Guard”
Attack:
[roll0]
Damage
[roll1] x2= 12
oH yea! critical hit: that's x2 damage
too bad my damage is a bit low.

[Noedig]

Outside Renner's Personal Chambers

Crim peeked around the corner and frowned. Again, the lack of hostiles irked him. Something was amiss. He looked back down the hall and saw Tap still crouched over the prone form of the slave. He kept his voice as low as possible and tried to get his friends attention. Tap's concern was admirable, but they had a schedule to keep.

"Tap. Hey, we don't have time for that. She's dead. Tap, let's go."

[Jaelesh]

Kyran listens to the bolts scream by, smells the tang of ozone as they scorch the air I really need to get some blaster protocols installed. he thinks to himself, as he slowly and steadily checks the area before continuing on to the terminal as stealthily as possible. I know I am supposed to look like a kid, but you would think my creator would have the good sense to give me a bit more defensive capabilities than some martial arts. Ahh well, I will have time to consider this later, better focus on this.

Stealth [roll0] yet again, staying low and trying to use as much cover as possible.
Use computer (assuming I reach it soon enough) [roll1] If possible, will try to improve access by a mixture of slicing and speaking to the system in binary, telling it I just want to try and locate hostile troops, bombs, and protect it's owner. Hopefully that helps.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

"Yeah," Tapion said, "musta got caught in the crossfire."

He stood up and made his way to what looked most likely to be Renner's office.

[Noedig]

Crim leaned against the door, opposite from Tap. He smirked as he glanced over at this friend, who was readying to enter the chambers as well.

"Just like the vids, right Tap? Breach and clear, all that military stuff. 20 creds says the real thing is more fun."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion looked at Crim with a neutral expression.

"I hope this isn't the last time we see each other alive," he deadpanned.

Tapion stood by the side of the door and tried the knob (or open switch).

If that fails to open the door, he takes a step back.

"On three," he said, "one, two.... Three!"

Tapion levied a heavy kick at the door, attempting to force it open.

[Noedig]

"Sith me, Tap. Have a little faith."

He sided up to his friend, ready to kick the door in unison.

[SgtParish]

End of Round 02

Initiative Order

Rethilia 20
Mileo 18
Lynin 17
Kyran 15
Guard 8

Rethilia lets out a grunt in pain as she takes a hit. She keeps advancing, taking another shot as she goes, the bolt this time hits dead on target, the Guard screams in pain as his left arm is struck.

Mileo continues towards the terminal behind Kyran while getting another shot off at his enemies when he had the chance. While constantly making sure he was behind cover would slow him down at least he would be in the best position to help anyone that needed it. His round harmlessly scatters off the pillar, it would seem that his scatter blaster was not built for ranged combat.

Just as the guard steps out from behind cover to fire, The twi’lek smuggler pokes her blaster out around the pillar and takes a shot at the closest visible enemy. Lynin's blaster shot flies straight through his head, killing him before his body hit the ground.

Kyran listens to the bolts scream by, smells the tang of ozone as they scorch the air I really need to get some blaster protocols installed. he thinks to himself, as he slowly and steadily checks the area before continuing on to the terminal as stealthily as possible. I know I am supposed to look like a kid, but you would think my creator would have the good sense to give me a bit more defensive capabilities than some martial arts. Ahh well, I will have time to consider this later, better focus on this. As he says this, the terminal responds by bringing up a large warning light over a central room on the top floor, upon zooming in the tag reads "Renner's Quater's-Bomb Located"

End of Combat,
Award yourselves 100xp each

The door parts easily enough, it's handles and locks blown apart by professional detonation charges, the door leads into a large Dark room, boxes and other rubbish litter the room, and in the middle of all this is Lord Renner, strapped to a chair, with a TC3-Bomb wrapped around his chest...

Now unfortunately, this is my last post for several days, I will be returning on the 1st Of June to continue the story, Thanks :smallbiggrin:

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desiato

Tapion's head swiveled twice quickly, checking the corners of the room, before he pulled out his comlink with his spare hand and called the others, hoping they would pick up.

(if someone picks up)

"We found Renner, and the bomb," he said, "better get up here, quick."

[Noedig]

At the sight of Renner alive, Crim visibly brightened.

"Ah, Lord Renner! We meet at last. Don't worry about the bomb, we'll take care of it. I hope no lasting harm has been visited on your person?"

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus
HP: 18, Damage threshold 12
Condition normal
Defense: Fort: 12, reflex 15, will: 12
Blaster: 47/50

Stepping out from around her cover, the Twi’lek woman checks the scene, her blaster still at the read.

“I think that’s all of them”, she says.

Picking up the comm., Lynin grimaces for a second.

“We better scan the ship anyway, just in case there’s more.” The smuggler says, her Lekku gently swaying behind her.


Rolling perception check
[roll0]

[SgtParish]

Renner's Quarters,

Lord Renner was a Short, Slim man, Black Slick hair with matching well trimmed beard, his apparel looked expensive but ruffled, his white shirt splattered with red blood, and faded smart trousers covered with cuts and rips. His hands bound behind the chair, and mouth taped up, he is barely able to express his concern about the bomb attached to his waist. An 8" Cube, with a variety of different coloured switches and display panels, the only legible writing being a manufacturing stamp, "TC3". Is tied to him with an exotic white strap, similar to those used in asylums for the mentally unstable, while the bindings are low-tech they look securely fastened.

A faint whirring is barely audible.

[Noedig]

Crim keyed the rest of the group on his comm.

"Hello, I need someone who is technically gifted on the third floor as quickly as possible. There is a TC3 explosive device attached to our employer, and that is unacceptable."

[Thundercracker]

Tapion

Tapion glanced at his chronometer.

"Two minutes," he said.

[Jaelesh]

Kyran looks at the data display after hearing the message, and begins to try and set a remote link to the computer via his built in comlink, all the while grumbling under his breath "I swear, if it isn't one thing it's another... Can't people ever keep things simple..." and begins to do a background scan of his memory banks for entries regarding TC3 explosives.

Use Computer [roll0]
Knowledge: Technology [roll1]

[SgtParish]

Lord Renner fidget's in his straps, staring intently at these two men standing in front of him, behind you the whirring goes louder before a ding!.

Kyran

The TC Series is a common type of explosive used as a mining implement on Nulour Voul, The TC3 is traditionally used to create landslides revealing ore veins on the plateaus of the planets deserts, but other uses have been levelling rebel camps or collapsing unused tunnels, regardless of its traditional uses, if a TC3 exploded inside a Ship, no doubt there would be severe results.

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion moved to the door and stood against the wall, facing the entryway. The whirring and dinging sounded eerily familiar, though he couldn't place where he'd heard it before.

Still, he had a bad feeling about it.

Any idea what the whirring and dinging is?

[Jaelesh]

Smiling to himself, Kyran sends a message to Crim "Alright, I am on my way to help out, please try to keep Mr. Renner calm, and try to make sure nothing jostles the bomb."

As he turns to head to the lift, he commands the ship's sensors to try and find any other hostile units or explosives.

I think this would count as a routine command, but just in case, I will take 10 is possible, and if not... [roll0]

also, not sure how many rounds it would take to get to the lift and take it up, so let me know how many rounds I would have to issue commands and I will either PM or OOC the other commands.

[omnitricks]

Mileo watched as the kid who was supposed to be in charge of the terminal left. Shrugging he took his own place at the terminal and started trying to get into the ship's security systems to find and try to eliminate the other half of the terrorist group in the ship.
Use computer: (1d20+8)[24]

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus

Holstering her blaster, the twi’lek smuggler simply watches, her head tails swishing tantalizingly behind her.

“Pardon me if I don’t go rushing headlong into a room with a bomb.”

[SgtParish]

Mileo fiddles with the terminal until he discovers the location of the remaining attackers, "Elevator B: Top Floor" flashes in bright red.


The crack of blaster fire sounds from behind Tapion, as a red laser narrowly misses his left shoulder, slamming hard into the wall beside him, spinning around to see the remaining attackers taking firing positions outside Renner's quarters, Crim realises that they have no intention of letting the two of them escape with Renner, and let out another volley of blaster shots.

Tap and Crim both make reflex checks please :smallamused:

[Noedig]

"Dammit."

Crim was more annoyed than worried. They just would not quit bothering their employer.

[roll0] vs 12 Ref defense.

[SgtParish]

Crim is caught by the second volley, making him stumble backwards, Tap however manages to dodge the incoming fire easily enough, Renner let's out a muffled shout.

Prepare for Combat.

Crim takes [roll0] Damage

[Thundercracker]

Tapion Desaito

Tapion closes the door and prepares to slice through it as soon as the door handle moves.


swift: Activate contentious opportunity form (does nothing unless Tapion takes an attack of opportunity).
move: close the door.
standard: Ready action to stab through the door to hit the handle on the opposite side, and hopefully whoever's hand is on the handle.

attack: [roll0]
damage: [roll1]
deflect (if necessary): [roll2]

[omnitricks]

Successfully finding the ship's attackers, Mileo took it a step further to try and activate the ship's security systems to neutralize the threat.

Meh, why not. Lets just see what happens :P
Use computer: [roll0]

[SgtParish]

Tapion hears muttering from the other side of the door.

Mileo is able to boot up an old security droid that lies dormant on the top floor, it's twin rotary plasma cannons twitching as he's able to navigate around the dead bodies, turning a corner, the target finder lights up two enemies outside the room Tap, Crim and Renner are hiding.

[omnitricks]

"Looks like we're done" Mileo said smiling before leaving the shutting down the security droid in case it attacked anyone he wouldn't want and headed towards the enemies they have successfully taken down in the floor they were in.

"Help me search them" he asked whoever was left with him and started with one of the bodies.
Perception I guess? [roll0]

[TheThan]

Lynin Oolus

Glancing over her shoulder as she covers the bothan, Lynin says,
“did you scan for more explosives? I don't feel like being blown up because we were careless.