Star Wars: Warlords

[lady-lux]

Jura winces.

"Bad. We have some grub for a few more days, but..."

"But the previous owner counted on selling us in no more then a few days, and stocked accordingly." Kaelaen finished. "But, for the next few days we should be alright."

"Any ideas on how to get funds for the supplies, boss?" Jura asked after a sight.

“I— don’t know,” Nami said. “I was investigating whether I could do some work for a clinic here on the station, earn some credits that way, but that malfunctioning droid at the door…” She sighed. “I’ll check back in there later. Maybe there are other kinds of work we can find between us. If not, we’ll just have to scrounge together enough to get to our next safe port…wherever that will be.”

She looked between her two allies. “We’ll have to get everyone together and figure out where we’re going. Make a proper plan. I need to look in on that injured Zeltron first, though, find out what I can do for her.”

 

[majus]

"Well, we could do a bit of blowing up Imps on the way out. As a treat," Olena cheekily responded, sticking her tongue out mischievously. "As for who? No one in particular. I just want a couple of folks who are smart enough to play things safe. Ideally, at least one human besides you, in case we need someone to sweet talk."

The man thought for a moment-

"Gh-ghu, tk-k" The towering figure spoke, and the man snapped his fingers.

"Jackie!" The man nodded his head. "Yes, you are right." He looked around, before his eyes found who he was searching for. "There!" He pointed. "She's a scout, good with her blaster and human enough-" His face darkened a little. "She's also a former imp. So if that's a problem-"

As Olena look to the side, her eyes found the female the man was talking about.

She was seating by the tree, checking her equipment.

 

[majus]

Seri lets out a sharp gasp of relief as the doors close in front of her, her mind reeling.

She can’t leave Kaangor alone with that many guns pointed at him. It wouldn’t be right and besides, she needs his help. She’ll be back to square one if he catches a blaster bolt to the face.

But she barely knows how to use the weapons she has, and she can’t just charge back in. Thinking, her mind whirring, she searches around for any power outlet she can find - or a similar port - anything she can hook her slicing gear up to, to perhaps give the bartender an advantage in there.

Spoiler: Tech

+2 (science) +2 (engineering) + 7 Vs DC 10 - success

Seri walked to the back of the building, thankfully the back door were open and she easily slid in. As she expected, she found a fuse box. She could easily turn of the electricity in the building with it. Then there was a security terminal -

She took out her newest acquisition and attached her slicing gear to one of the terminals.

Soon, her terminal showed her the power sources over the entire building and access to a few video feeds. She could look, turn of the lights... Maybe even try something fancy, like overload a terminal.

 

[majus]

“I— don’t know,” Nami said. “I was investigating whether I could do some work for a clinic here on the station, earn some credits that way, but that malfunctioning droid at the door…” She sighed. “I’ll check back in there later. Maybe there are other kinds of work we can find between us. If not, we’ll just have to scrounge together enough to get to our next safe port…wherever that will be.”

She looked between her two allies. “We’ll have to get everyone together and figure out where we’re going. Make a proper plan. I need to look in on that injured Zeltron first, though, find out what I can do for her.”

"And something for a larger group to work with?" Jura asked-

"We are not even sure, that some of them will not just leave her and now." Kaelaen butted in. She waved her hand at Nami as she started walking inside the ship. "At this situation, we need a clear leadership, to keep us together." She stated sharply. "Democracy is a good thing in peaceful situations but now, in danger, we need a clear leader."

Jura scowled.

"Is that so?"

"Do you ask every passenger during their travel for their directions and desires? What about a dodge fight?" The Echani asked with a note of sarcasm, making the pilot scowl.

 

[Elfie]

Spoiler: Tech

+2 (science) +2 (engineering) + 7 Vs DC 10 - success

Seri walked to the back of the building, thankfully the back door were open and she easily slid in. As she expected, she found a fuse box. She could easily turn of the electricity in the building with it. Then there was a security terminal -

She took out her newest acquisition and attached her slicing gear to one of the terminals.

Soon, her terminal showed her the power sources over the entire building and access to a few video feeds. She could look, turn of the lights... Maybe even try something fancy, like overload a terminal.

Seri drops to her knees, balancing her deck on her folded thighs as she busies herself slicing systems and countering safeguards.

With her teeth gritted, she goes for the power first, intending to plunge the cantina into darkness. She remembers the terminal at the far end of the bar, and sets to work on that next, trying to funnel power towards it to cause an overload.

 

[majus]

Seri drops to her knees, balancing her deck on her folded thighs as she busies herself slicing systems and countering safeguards.

With her teeth gritted, she goes for the power first, intending to plunge the cantina into darkness. She remembers the terminal at the far end of the bar, and sets to work on that next, trying to funnel power towards it to cause an overload.

The switching of the lights is easy. She pressed the button and the lights turned off

!

Her head snapped up at the sound. She could hear a cannonade as dozens of blasters started firing at once in the darkness. Worse, in this situation she could not even see who was where and who was who.

Her finger hoovered over the button, ready to overload the terminal creating even more chaos... A moment of hesitation and she pressed it. There was a loud scream and sound of discharge. The chaos seemed even greater. She checked the feed, but she could barely see what was going on in this mess...

 

[Elfie]

The switching of the lights is easy. She pressed the button and the lights turned off

!

Her head snapped up at the sound. She could hear a cannonade as dozens of blasters started firing at once in the darkness. Worse, in this situation she could not even see who was where and who was who.

Her finger hoovered over the button, ready to overload the terminal creating even more chaos... A moment of hesitation and she pressed it. There was a loud scream and sound of discharge. The chaos seemed even greater. She checked the feed, but she could barely see what was going on in this mess...

Seri flinches, realising she may have just made things incalculably worse. She slips her deck under her arm, ready to activate the overload program if she needs to, and then inches her way along the shell of the cantina, searching for a window or doorway to get a better look inside, to survey the damage.

 

[lady-lux]

"And something for a larger group to work with?" Jura asked-

"We are not even sure, that some of them will not just leave her and now." Kaelaen butted in. She waved her hand at Nami as she started walking inside the ship. "At this situation, we need a clear leadership, to keep us together." She stated sharply. "Democracy is a good thing in peaceful situations but now, in danger, we need a clear leader."

Jura scowled.

"Is that so?"

"Do you ask every passenger during their travel for their directions and desires? What about a dodge fight?" The Echani asked with a note of sarcasm, making the pilot scowl.

Nami winced as the topic of leadership came up again. The last thing she wanted was that responsibility – but some share of it was hers, whether she liked it or not.

“You’re not wrong,” she said to Kaelaen, “about us needing to make those decisions. We had to get away from Zygerria – nothing else would have mattered if we’d been caught. And we’re not safe yet. But we can’t just stay on the run forever.”

She glanced further into the ship. “I know a lot of the women here might have been slaves all their lives. But others could have families, homes to go back to. Maybe even allies who can help give us shelter and supplies. It’s at least worth asking, whether all together or one by one, so we can make our next moves with a plan in mind.”

 

[majus]

Seri flinches, realising she may have just made things incalculably worse. She slips her deck under her arm, ready to activate the overload program if she needs to, and then inches her way along the shell of the cantina, searching for a window or doorway to get a better look inside, to survey the damage.

There were a few windows here and there and as she closed in, she could see flashes of red inside. She slowly creeped closer-

!

Glass shattered as blaster struck it sending pieces of glass around. She could now clearly hear the blaster fight that was taking place inside.

 

[majus]

Nami winced as the topic of leadership came up again. The last thing she wanted was that responsibility – but some share of it was hers, whether she liked it or not.

“You’re not wrong,” she said to Kaelaen, “about us needing to make those decisions. We had to get away from Zygerria – nothing else would have mattered if we’d been caught. And we’re not safe yet. But we can’t just stay on the run forever.”

She glanced further into the ship. “I know a lot of the women here might have been slaves all their lives. But others could have families, homes to go back to. Maybe even allies who can help give us shelter and supplies. It’s at least worth asking, whether all together or one by one, so we can make our next moves with a plan in mind.”

Kaelaen frowned, but after a moment, she nodded her head.

"We need a destination. A target and purpose for the rest to move behind."

The trio passed a few women as they walked through the ship, most of them wore simple breast bands and loincloths, but some found fuller, if revealing clothes.

Soon, they walked into the hold, and Nami fund the Zeltros female, laying undisturbed on the bed... Uncouncious.

 

[lady-lux]

Kaelaen frowned, but after a moment, she nodded her head.

"We need a destination. A target and purpose for the rest to move behind."

The trio passed a few women as they walked through the ship, most of them wore simple breast bands and loincloths, but some found fuller, if revealing clothes.

Soon, they walked into the hold, and Nami fund the Zeltros female, laying undisturbed on the bed... Uncouncious.

Nami took a deep breath before approaching the bed. Reflexively she reached for her bag, where it should be – cursing herself again for having lost it. Without those tools, this would be more difficult. She began carefully checking the unconscious Zeltron’s vital signs as best she could, trying to assess the woman’s condition, whether she was safe to be moved.

 

[majus]

Nami took a deep breath before approaching the bed. Reflexively she reached for her bag, where it should be – cursing herself again for having lost it. Without those tools, this would be more difficult. She began carefully checking the unconscious Zeltron’s vital signs as best she could, trying to assess the woman’s condition, whether she was safe to be moved.

Spoiler: Medicine

3+11 vs dc 10 - success

Nami walked to the unconscious woman and leaned forward over her, using her hands to check the Zeltron. It took her a moment to check, but soon she realised that the woman was stable.... and could be moved to Nami's ship.

 

[lady-lux]

Spoiler: Medicine

3+11 vs dc 10 - success

Nami walked to the unconscious woman and leaned forward over her, using her hands to check the Zeltron. It took her a moment to check, but soon she realised that the woman was stable.... and could be moved to Nami's ship.

Relieved, Nami turned to the others. “Her condition’s stable,” she said, “but there’s still the infection to deal with. I can do more for her on my ship. Will you help me move her there? It’s not far.”

 

[majus]

Relieved, Nami turned to the others. “Her condition’s stable,” she said, “but there’s still the infection to deal with. I can do more for her on my ship. Will you help me move her there? It’s not far.”

Kaelaen nodded her head.

"I saw a cart somewhere in the storage, give me a minute." The pilot said and a moment later she was gone.

The Echani turned to Nami, but did not say anything, just looked at her in, comfortable for her, silence.

 

[Elfie]

There were a few windows here and there and as she closed in, she could see flashes of red inside. She slowly creeped closer-

!

Glass shattered as blaster struck it sending pieces of glass around. She could now clearly hear the blaster fight that was taking place inside.

Seri can’t hold back a sharp little scream as the window explodes. She ducks her head reflexively. The colour drains from her face as she realises that, yes, she’s caused much more harm than good.

Hands shaking, she approaches the window again, darting into the space to try and find a path back inside.

 

[lady-lux]

Kaelaen nodded her head.

"I saw a cart somewhere in the storage, give me a minute." The pilot said and a moment later she was gone.

The Echani turned to Nami, but did not say anything, just looked at her in, comfortable for her, silence.

At first Nami stood in silence, mind still fizzing with the overload of her recent experiences. It was no good. Perhaps Kaelaen were prefer to stand quietly, but Nami found herself needing to speak, to distract herself.

“Is there anywhere you’d like to go?” she asked quietly. She folded her arms around herself to keep her hands steady. “When we’re all safe and free to go wherever we want?”

 

[ImAWanderer]

The man thought for a moment-

"Gh-ghu, tk-k" The towering figure spoke, and the man snapped his fingers.

"Jackie!" The man nodded his head. "Yes, you are right." He looked around, before his eyes found who he was searching for. "There!" He pointed. "She's a scout, good with her blaster and human enough-" His face darkened a little. "She's also a former imp. So if that's a problem-"

As Olena look to the side, her eyes found the female the man was talking about.

She was seating by the tree, checking her equipment. View attachment 11658

Olena covered her mouth as she clutched her lower face, finger rubbing along her cheekbone as she followed the engineer's finger to Jackie's preparing form. After a moment, her sapphire gaze returned to her companion. "It's not a problem for me if it's not a problem for you."

With that, the Amazonian Amaran lowered her hand and wandered over to the female human, offering Jackie a broad grin and a friendly wave as she approached. "Jackie? Olena Stepanova. We have a job to do if you don't mind the work. Could use an extra blaster, even if we're trying to keep things quiet. Interested?"

 

[majus]

Seri can’t hold back a sharp little scream as the window explodes. She ducks her head reflexively. The colour drains from her face as she realises that, yes, she’s caused much more harm than good.

Hands shaking, she approaches the window again, darting into the space to try and find a path back inside.

The blaster fire from inside starts slowly getting sparser. The firefight continued, as did screams of pain and thuds of bodies falling on the ground.

She could try to enter through the window, the back door or front door... But the chaos inside was...

"Ahhh!" She heard inhuman scream of pain cut short.

 

[majus]

At first Nami stood in silence, mind still fizzing with the overload of her recent experiences. It was no good. Perhaps Kaelaen were prefer to stand quietly, but Nami found herself needing to speak, to distract herself.

“Is there anywhere you’d like to go?” she asked quietly. She folded her arms around herself to keep her hands steady. “When we’re all safe and free to go wherever we want?”

Kaelaen glanced at Nami, before turning her body fully to face the Nautolan.

"I am indebted to you." She said shortly. "And thus, I will follow you." She stated, speaking as if she was stating a fact. "I suspect there would be a few others who would join you temporary, but I will follow you regardless."

 

[majus]

Olena covered her mouth as she clutched her lower face, finger rubbing along her cheekbone as she followed the engineer's finger to Jackie's preparing form. After a moment, her sapphire gaze returned to her companion. "It's not a problem for me if it's not a problem for you."

With that, the Amazonian Amaran lowered her hand and wandered over to the female human, offering Jackie a broad grin and a friendly wave as she approached. "Jackie? Olena Stepanova. We have a job to do if you don't mind the work. Could use an extra blaster, even if we're trying to keep things quiet. Interested?"

The woman turned from her work to regard Olena for a moment. There was a narrowing of eyes, and slight judgment in them, bust-

"Orders, Ma'am?" The woman asked professionally as she stud up. She stud straight, her posture speaking of military training, weapon at her side.