Naturally, the closest settlement would be the best place to begin to collect information about the local garrison, nearby areas of interest, and the population's sentiments regarding the Rebellion and the Imperial remnants. Olena would specifically seek out a location that Triset could splice into that could be utilized to monitor Imperial and/or civilian transmissions in the area. Targets of opportunity that could be engaged or sabotaged would likely be left alone and noted for later exploitation... For now. Perhaps there would be something juicy but time-limited enough to be worth taking the risk.
With a firm target in mind, Olena found her first obstacle. To be specific, she did not know where she was or which direction she should go. She did not even know if anyone else knew that. So, she was left with either going blind in any direction or thinking of a way to find the direction to go to.
How embarrassing. Could Olena think on the briefings and pre-mission intelligence materials to get an idea of where they needed to go? If not, she would try to recall the paths the Imperial vehicles had taken as they patrolled over the encampment during her time on night watch, then go in the direction of where the aircraft had come from.
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Nami feels a faint pang of concern as Seri leaves. Is she worried about letting Seri be alone, or is it concern for herself—? She tries to put that aside.
She turns to Kaelaen. “If you can bring…whatever’s left here, I’ll go get the medical supplies. And we can all head over to the Sarlaac together.”
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Seri does her best to locate the galley - and her best to not be nosy. But she can’t help but keep her eyes out for signs of life, signs of Nami’s life. What sort of person she is, what she’s been through.
She’s well aware how quickly and closely she’s latched onto her rescuer, but she has a feeling - hope? - that the connection is mutual. But in that, she senses that Nami’s suffered, too.
Sure she’s found the gallery, she puts her thoughts to one side, preparing to track down what she can, and hoping she can find Nami something fortifying too.
“Oh, I – that’s all right.” Nami smiles. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of the medical things. I won’t be long.”Kaelaen hesitated for a moment, wincing.
"I... would prefer not to. I am not familiar with medical equipment and I would not even know what is important." She admitted, a little ashamed of her lack of skill.
12 vs DC 12 - success
As Olena thought about possible directions, she realised that at night, she saw a glow in the dark. It was either a possible location of a bigger settlement or an imperial camp. It was a risk...
She could go that direction, or she could try of thinking of something else.
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Seri winces, as she realises she’s veered off track and into Nami’s private things. She blushes profusely at the more personal discoveries. Even though she can’t quite help control her runaway thoughts, imagining Nami’s azure skin and soft curves in those scanty outfits…
That’s enough of that!
Continuing to blush, she bundles up a few of Nami’s clothes, hurriedly selecting a outfit that she hopes her new - friend, I hope so - associate will find her spirits lifted by, should she find time to change. It’s a little thing, but it’s something, as her debt to Nami mounts up. She grabs the medical datapads too, in case they’re helpful, but leaves the rest, not wanting to come off as the nosy so-and-so that she knows she is. With those, and as much pre-packed food as she can carry, she heads back to rejoin the others.
“Oh, I – that’s all right.” Nami smiles. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of the medical things. I won’t be long.”
She heads in the direction of the medical lab, to gather some simple first aid supplies. Trying to anticipate some common needs, hoping she has enough to spare for so many people. With the perils she knows are lurking out there on this very station – no, she can’t let herself think about that yet…
Seems like a good start! "High-five, brain," Olena congratulated the cerebral organ in question, she knew it had to work hard for that one. The Amaran Amazonian would lead her team in the direction of that point of interest. If it did turn out to be an Imperial outpost, they would have to be supplied somehow. Putting it under observation would allow the group to follow the direction of any logistics vehicle tending to the garrison's needs... Or she could report it to Adot and see about seizing it for its equipment and intelligence.