Star Wars RP: Dark Council of Resurgence Sith Empire

Kegrag put hand on Qira head, petting her hair.
"Good girl, good girl." He said in belittling tone and turn to Amajul.
"Give us plans of this ship and get some blaster for yourself. You will watch my ship as we will investigate this one." He said and nod to Qira.
"Let's go." Kegrag go with smuggler to entrance.

 

Qira blinked.

"What? I me as well?" She looked at the ancient ship then back at Kegrag. "Wouldn't it be better I stayed on the ship?" She asked nervously.

 

Kegrag didn't want to leave Qira behind him on his ship, as she wasn't tested loyaty. Amajul already burned down her bridges so she has to stick to him, but Qira could try to overcome her or seduce, to leave him alone on the ancient ship.
" No, I think it would be better if you go with me. Think about possible treasures to posses on this ship." He said, adding comand in the Force. "I'm sure you will be usefull to me on the ship." Ewen if only as meat shield.

 

Grumbling a little, Qira got up and grabbed the breather mask and small oxygen tank. Through, she had brightened a little at the mention of treasure.

Amajul nodded her head and sat beside console.

Qira readied a blaster and made sure her equipment was in order.

"Okay, I am ready." She nodded her head.

 

Kegrag put on breather mask and small oxygen tank too, as they go to the entrence to the ship.
"Very well, keep eyes around your head and let's get inside." He said.

 

Qira grunted.

"I am not ground pounder..." She grumbeled quietly.

The two of them made their way to the ship. As they entered the ancient spaceship, they were meet with darkness. She turned on the light stick and looked around.

"At least gravity is working... so the ship has still some working power generator." The blond said quietly, her voice moving across the corridors. She then yelped, as she found a body on the ground... it was an ancient sith trooper clad in black armour, entirely.

 

Kegrag bend the knee near corpse, looking for cause of death.
" Since his body spend most time in the open space, there is a chance for us, to get know what killed him. And get prepared for it. " He said and removed trooper helmet, to see his face.

 

As he opened a helmet he was meet by a well preserved face of redhead human female. The body was cold - ice cold. There a string of blood on her chin, her veins were purple and visible.

"I don't know... poisoning? Failure in her life support equipment?" Qira tried to guess as se looked over the body.

She kneeled next to the weapon.

"This still looks operational..." She said as she picked up the rifle.

 

Kegrag wasn't sure either what kill redhead female. Well, at least they know that wasn't shoot or cut, so possible treat use some kind of poison gas or she had bad luck.
"Then take it, it maybe be usefull later." He said and go inside corridoor. He made contact with Amajul on the ship.
"Doctor? Did you you get plans of this ship? Lead us to the bridge, we must get acess to the main computer."

 

After a few moment distorted voice came through the comm.

"Roger that. Move forward and turn right on third intersection. Take second turbolift on the left, to bridge level. It should be max minus 2."

Qira checked the rifle and smiled. She looked at the death trooper.

"Thanks hun~" She chuckled, then shivered. "damn, it's cold in here..."

 

Kegrag smile and follow advises of Amajul.
"Well, you should dressed more practical, this outfit is good for Tatooine or Kassyk, but not space." He commented Qira dress.

 

Qira glared at the Sith.

"I wasn't exactly expecting to go on such trek!" She grumbled.

The two of them walked the corridor, until they reached the intersection. One of the doors were locked... and there was a body, well, lower half of it, beneath the door.

 

"Ha! I'm almost certain what happened here." Kegrag said with confidence as they see half of body.
"There must be fight between factions of Siths and soldiers serve both side. Slice by doors, mean he must be hold by Force when it closed. Classic." He said and look at control panel, to open the door. If it doesn't succeed, Kegrag will just cut open with lightsaber.

 

Spoiler: perception

20 - critical success

As Kegrag checked the door, her paused. It seemed his initial inspection was wrong... or not. Maybe he was right... What he was sure, was that the door were now locked from emergency - there was void on the other side. He opened this door, Qira would be sucked out... even he might have troubles survivng.

Luckily, he found emergency overdrive for the shielding - it would lock out the damaged section from space and restore enough gravity for them to move to the bridge... or, they could take the road around.

 

Kegrag made call to Amajul.
"Give us road around, this one is broken with hole to space." He said as he checked doors.
"Well, It look like this guy get caught in the crossfire. There is a open space behind this door." He informed Qira, as they follow Amajul leads.

 

"Ro-er!" Amajul gave answer through the comms, the static heavily disorting the message. "Tu- right then forw- and 10 neters -st turbolift." She finished.

Quira frowned.

"Have you understood that?" She asked.

 

Kegrag heavy sigh as he tapped few times on communicator.
"Well, it look like we have a problem with contact. But I get what she said. We must turn right, pass 10 meters and then use turbolift." He point in the direction.

 

The Sith Lord understand to remember the directions correctly. After moving around, the two managed to enter the turbo-lift leading to the bridge.

As they finally arrived at the place, they found the bridge deserted...



"Well... it doesn't look like there is any nightmare awaiting here for us..." Qira said as she looked around.

 

Kegrag put hands behind back, smiling to himself. It doesn't matter, that ship was destroyed and in terrible condiction, there was still former power of Sith Empire in this metal. He stepped on the bridge, imaging himself surronded by his soldiers and officers, waiting for his orders and commands, as he tell him to conquer next planet. Yes, that was what he want.
"Qira, check main computer records, I have to know strike down this ship." He order her and make a try to contact Amajul, ewen if most possible it will be broken.

 

Qira frowned but walked up to the terminals.

"This... barely works." She grunted irritated. "It says here... that the ship was part of rebel warlord and took part in a battle against Imperial Sith force and was hit by... a silencer?" Qira frowned. "The crew evacuated while boarding the ship in the enemy fleet..."

After a contact with Anajul and sending her data, it became obvious that the ship would need to be towed to docks to be repaired.