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« Last post by phinn on February 03, 2020, 10:34:48 AM » Episode 6, Chapter 1, Session 75 - Apostasy
GM: The Hellions race away from the planet Nathema, their target in tow and held in their newly constructed detention cells aboard the Ardent Rivener. As new revelations come to light of Venn's dark past and Ashley's run-ins with the deadly Cadre whom they'd deftly avoided back on the dark world, the Hellions recoup for a moment as they plan their next move.
A full day has passed - all the Hellions recover all of their strain and heal 1 wound - and they can meet in the briefing room to discuss their next move..
Tal: Tal heads to the briefing room after cleaning his armor and making sure that the mace was combat ready (it is).
GM: Deena will have seen to any crewmembers in need, having seen to their prisoner first as Kes had instructed.
Kesvo: Kesvo commed the team and asked them to head to the briefing room, then sat down and waited for everyone to fill in.
Captain Riprock: Riprock steps into the briefing room soon after being called, sipping lightly at a cup of caf. He nods to Kes, seemingly refreshed - but then again he didn't go through the hell the rest of the team did. "Morning."
Rook: Rook had dashed back to the Garage Shop to check on IL0M, and kit up.
Kesvo: ((By "check on" she means "bolt", right?))
N1-TR0: IL-0M is just checking on N1-TR0, who is awake and conversing with the little droid in Binary!
From what Rook gathers, N1-TR0 is discussing droid rights with the floating astromech.
Kesvo: ((Kes would've visited Deena at some point during the day. Can I get a med roll?))
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Janix: Being commed to the Hellions meeting room, Janix frowned slightly. She’d not rested much and had taken time instead to speak with the prisoner. THat she’d let him get the better of her was frustrating but she had searched him again before she left, the information he provided a balm to her still unsteady. Holding some items, she enters the briefing room, without armor but her stun pistol at her side.
Rook: Rook laughs in delight, and will pat IL0M and then give an awkward hug to N1. "Good to see you are awake!" She glances at IL0M, and angles her head to the side, listening for a bit. She nods quietly, and says softly, "IL0M, little guy, I am conflicted on the topic, too. I don't approve of any sort of slavery."
GM: Deena sees to Kes's wounds expertly, but her bedside manner leaves much to be desired. Kes has an ache in her back and shoulders and skull after Deena gives her a deep-tissue massage. Ow.
Ashley: With a night of mostly meditation and some sleep, Ashley was doing better. There was still a line of tension in his shoulders, something that would fade over time but overall his demeanor looked normal when he joined everyone in the briefing room.
Kesvo: Kes spends the time rubbing the back of her neck, looking grumpy.
Venn: The umbaran adept joins the gathering, the darkness ruining her fingers having faded a good deal. Seeing Deena's "methods" yesterday, Venn opted instead for a stimpack from the medbay. And when she rests that night (albeit unevenly), she recovers the last wound.
Ashley: ... just ignore the fact that Raider was following him and would settle at his feet when he sat down.
Tal: Tal found it difficult to ignore the Nexu in the room. Little anklebiter.
Janix: Unceremoniously, and with some still lingering offness, Janix heads to the table and empties her hands. On the table falls a Kyber Crystal, two pendants, a lockpick, and a holdout blaster, as well as a small datapad. She looks at the small Nexu, gives it a strange look, and then looks to the gathered Hellions. “I found some things on the Doctor.” She waves at the items on the table and stands next to them, waiting.
Tal: Tal curses in Mando'a.
N1-TR0: "Suggestion: Let us continue our conversation later, fellow synthetic. The two of us must have a meeting." N1-TR0 points at the droid. "Recommendation: Be good, or I'll be forced to tear you apart for spare parts."
Tal: "I checked him!:"
Kesvo: Kes looks from the Hapan to the table, then to Tal. "I thought you checked him?"
Tal: "I took a blaster and a few other things off him. Gah!" Tal said, unhappily.
N1-TR0: N1-TR0 turns then to Rook, gesturing for her to lead. "Courtesy: After you."
Kesvo: Kesvo stood up and reached over to pick up the datapad. She checks it to see if it's locked up.
...while waiting for Rook.
Janix: “He seems to be a tricky one...” Janix doesn’t mention the other artifact even though the recording would show a Hapan one she kept to herself. “He was using the datapad and I assumed that was not an approved item.”
GM: It is indeed secured.
Kesvo: She hands it to Ashley. "Open, please."
Ashley: Ashley takes the datapad from Kesvo, to do as she asked.
GM: Ashley roll an Average Computers check.
Rook: "Thank you, N1, but ... I have been asked to secure IL0M." she looked between the two droids. "Do you trust me, IL0M?"
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Kesvo: "Wait, you 'found' things on him? You went down to talk to him alone and opened his cell?" she realized, looking to Janix
Il0M: The droid beeps in binary: "I will remain here and offer no resistance."
Venn: "Conjugal visits aboard the Rivener. Who'd have thought?" she muses aloud in her imperial cadence.
Tal: Tal sits up, looking at the Hapan.
Janix: Janix purses her lips at Kesvo’s question waits for a beat and then answers. “Yes.” She crosses her arms but makes no other explanation of her actions.
Ashley: Ashley, from where he was working with the datapad, just let out a snort at Venn's comment.
Captain Riprock: "I take it you didn't authorize that." Riprock gestures to Kes, then to Janix with his steaming caf cup.
GM: Ashley unlocks the datapad and upon it a number of letters begin to appear in aurbesh on the screen.
Kesvo: Kesvo ignored Riprock for the moment. "Any particular reason you felt the need to do so without informing anyone?"
GM: *Hi there! Doctor Rafan Tane, your cooperating prisoner, writing you and wishing for you to open this cell upon receipt of this.
I'm sure you have a lot of questions, and I'd be happy to answer them! Sadly, there isn't anything else of interest on this datapad outside of my plea. I've wiped it.*
Is what the Datapad reads.
Ashley: (( rude ))
Janix: There was a much longer moment between Kes’ question and Nix’s answer this time. “He had knowledge about my homeworld and our artifacts. I needed to know about them. I didn’t ask him about anything beyond Hapan related topics.”
Kesvo: Kesvo sat back in her seat, her jaw shifting thoughtfully as she eyed the Hapan and considered her answer.
She looked at Riprock.
Captain Riprock: "That's the last time you do that." Riprock gestured to her with his cup.
Kesvo: And then back to Janix.
"Was this something you decided you needed on your own? Or did Coszette put you up to it?"
Venn: "I mean that is quite ballsy behavior for a first week on the job."
Ashley: "... stating that the good Doctor is still most certainly that asshole," says Ashley, reading over the message in aurebesh. "It's a message that requests we release him from his cell because he'll happily answer our questions," he informs. Pause. "Also he apparently wiped the datapad." Which Ashley would confirm after relaying the message.
Kesvo: Kesvo watches the blue woman closely, half-expecting her to prevaricate.
Ashley: It's not like he actually trusts Tane after all.
Janix: Between Riprock, Kes, and Venn, Janix did manage to look a least slightly chastised. She shouldn’t have gone, but she wanted to set things right back home. Looking at the Hellions, she wondered if this would cause an issue going forward. “Coszette dealt with him for the artifacts, which is all she told me. I asked her for a team that would be worthy of me, and she made it seem like this might help her and help me at the same time.”
Kesvo: Kesvo set her caf down a little harder than she needed to. She didn't say I knew it, I told you so out loud, but the way she looked at Riprock said plenty.
Rook: Rook grins at the little guy, though it's a kinda sideways, sad thing. "I've been asked to put a restraining bolt on you, by folks that have reasons to be very afraid of Droids. So if I don't, because I trust you, I still need to put some security on the room here. And if you do run off, they will react ... very poorly. so if you have programing that will compel you to free Dr. Tane, it might work out better if you tolerate the restraining bolt. It's up to you, though. Either the bolt, or I enable security here and monitor it, like being in a cell, kind of."
Captain Riprock: "Janix." Riprock spoke slowly.
"I'm gonna make somethin crystal clear to you."
"There ain't room for anyone's side-agenda here. You're here to be part of the team. Not for us to be your shield, your sidekicks, your backup, none of that."
Rook: "... or, if you want, you can come to the briefing room and I'll ask if we can put you in with Dr tane?"
Il0M: Binary: "This unit will not attempt to free Doctor Tane. It will comply with your request."
Captain Riprock: "You tell us what Tane told you."
"Or I kick you off this ship in an escape pod."
Janix: After Riprock spoke, Janix nodded and stood at attention, a clearly military born stance. She nodded and accepted the man’s stern word. “Yes, understood.” She said, without excuse and without elaboration.
Tal: Tal agreed with Kesvo and Riprock. He didn't say anything, through he was annoyed at Tane's continuing garbage...and the fact that he hadn't stripped him of all his weapons, as he'd thought.
Janix: “The Doctor said that he used to work for the Inquisitorius to determine if artifacts were of merit or not. He was the only one who knew anything about Hapan artifacts and made it seem like they were a study of his and not others in the employ of the Inquisitorius who knew anything about my people.” Janix’s speech was not emotive as she reported to Riprock and the Hellions. An attempt for some peacekeeping by not trying to excuse her behavior and complying readily.
Rook: Rook will enable security protocols on the Garage Shop, and COMM Kled to tell him IL0M has agreed to stay there. Gravely she will turn to IL0M, and say, "Thank you." The look she gives N1-TR0 is a quite thoughtful. (what do I need to roll, or is somethign set up?)
Kesvo: "That's everything?" Kesvo asked, watching Janix closely.
Janix: “He mentioned vaults but that nobody knows where they all are. Maybe he knows where some are? I did not ask further.”
She paused for a moment in the quiet that followed. “You should be able to review the security footage. I did not disrupt the ship’s security. I am not here to destroy that which the Hellions have built.”
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Kesvo stood up.
And walked over to stand in front of Janix.
She turned, though, and looked across the table to Riprock.
Kesvo: "I can't have her in here for what we're talking about next. Not if she's not gonna be forthright with us."
Captain Riprock: The Captain issues a small sigh, lifting a hand up to rub at his brow.
Venn: Venn wants to point out that Tal is playing Galaga at his station's screen... but she does not.
Kesvo: She looked back to Janix.
"You asked me what you needed to do to be official?"
"Be one of us."
Rook: Rook and N1 will head towards the briefing room. She glances at the Droid, slightly bothered. "You feeling ok? IL0M had some ideas for dealing with the permanent damage, but I felt you should have a say in the matter, since there are some risks."
Ashley: Someone's gotta be Ashley's Galaga score ...
Tal: Tal is not playing Galaga. It's Space Invaders.
Ashley: gotta beat*-- Oh, well. Space Invaders is all Tal then.
Kesvo: "I dunno what Coszette's after, or how strong your loyalties lie towards her versus the crew you're trying to be part of, but you need to sort it out and make a decision, Janix."
Janix: “I told you what he said to me.” With a beat, she sighs softly and pulls out a small artifact, on the camera, it would be what the Doctor dropped but caught. “He had this on him, but it belongs on Hapes, not wherever the Hellions take their artifacts.” She said that with conviction. The item has religious runes on it, and while familiar to Janix, she expects it is strange to the other Hellions. She holds onto it and doesn’t set it on the table.
N1-TR0: "Statement: I am operating at 100% efficiency within my new operating parameters. While I cannot access all of my memory core, I am confident that expanded exposure to stimuli and opportunities will provide neural regrowth and access to those files."
Tal: Tal's not thrilled about Janix not playing straight with them. But he trusts Kesvo to get the truth out of the Hapan.
Kesvo: Kes doesn't look at what's in Janix's hand. Still watching the woman, she nods towards the table.
"Put it down."
Janix: “This isn’t about Coszette. This is about Hapes. This is about the life I left.” She doesn’t elaborate. Reluctantly, she puts it on the table, especially when she looks at Tal and recalls what he did with his bare fists.
Kesvo: The tension finally releases from Kesvo when Janix relents and sets the item down.
Only then does she turn and look at it.
She then goes back to her seat.
"I don't think anyone here cares if you take that back to Hapes."
GM: Rook and N1-TR0 reach the briefing room.
Kesvo: "But I for damn sure care when you try to steal it and lie about having it."
Ashley: As far as Ashley was concerned, Janix could have been upfront--once she had seen them in action, once she knew them--and this would have not been as big of a deal. Now, however ...
Kesvo: "You being here requires trust on our part, Janix. But that goes two ways. We have to be able to trust you, too."
Captain Riprock: "That's why we're in this whole mess in the first place."
Janix: With a bit of anger, she does respond to Kes. “I did not steal this from you, this was on the Doctor. But...” she pauses. “I understand,” her anger diminishes and she quiets, chastised. “If you allow it, I will work to regain your trust. Everyone’s trust.”
Kesvo: You have to trust us some, too."
Rook: Rook nodded, and asked, "What would you think about a neural processor upgrade? IL0M said something about transferring your self ... your memories and programing ... to a new droid brain but he said you could loose your sense of you." she says as she steps into the room. She glances around the briefing room with a smile, her grin growing to delighted when she spies Raider. "Hey, cutie!" she leans over and feeds him a little snack, before taking up her accustomed perch by the door. "I wanted to say-" she cuts herself off, hearing something about trust and finally noticing how tense everyone is.
Kesvo: She sighed.
Ashley: Raider, of course, is all about the treat. Messily tearing into it and devouring it as is his way. Ashley, however, actually looks a little less tense and amused by Rook's actions.
Captain Riprock: Riprock taps on the side of his cup.
Kesvo: Kesvo glances to Riprock.
"I was gonna fill her in," she said.
"You still feel good about it?"
Captain Riprock: The recently reconstructed Captain gives a shrug. "If it turns out bad, I think we have the resources to take care of it."
"I think we should have Tak be her new bunkmate, though."
Venn: (CUDDLY!)
Kesvo: "You say that because you haven't heard what I think is gonna be our next job." She looks back to Janix and studies her.
Captain Riprock: "...I have a bad feeling about this."
Janix: Janix frowned at the idea of sharing a room, let alone a bunk, with a Wookie.
Ashley: "To be frank, I'm beginning to wonder if the perpetual bad feeling is ever going to leave."
Rook: Rook's glance travels around the room, wondering just what she'd missed. She glances at the inexplicable items on the table, but doesn't ask.
Kesvo: "If you put your own goals ahead of ours in this next job, very bad things are going to happen, Janix. If you're not ready to be all-in, you can step out. Not gonna think less of you for it. You can still be the hired muscle, work with us, get shit done."
"But if you stay in here, I need your commitment. I need you all-in. No more lies. No more half-truths or omissions. We trust each other."
Janix: She lets Kes' words sink in and thinks for a moment. Whatever she said next, she would have to abide by it, give her word. It was a few seconds before she responded. "I hear what you and Riprock have said. I will show you the same trust you show me. I will work with you as a team. Trust you, trust everyone." It would be harder at first, so many new faces, but looking at each one, she wanted that.
Rook: Rook recalls the shock, when she didn't just join Kesvo and Riprock's crew. her glance at Janix is a mix of sympathetic and curious. What would the commando choose, on such short notice?
Kesvo: "Alright," she said, with a short nod. She looks around to those who haven't spoken up. "Any objections to bringing Janix all the way on board?"
Venn: "We should get the sacred Hellion dagger, and be on with the palm slicing. Blood pact."
She nods in a serious way.
Captain Riprock: "I have enough scars, thanks."
Tal: "If she's going to be straight with us from now on, I have no objections." Tal said
Janix: The look Janix gives Venn clearly shows she doesn’t understand if the Umbaran is joking or not.
Venn: The umbaran doesn't know either.
Rook: Rook is startled bright grin at Venn, but she nods approvingly. It was a very Mandalorian thing. "I know some traditions!" she offers.
N1-TR0: "Statement: I vote with the majority - I'm a joiner, not an independent tthinker."
Kesvo: Kes laughs dryly, caught off guard by N1TR0's comment. "Good to see you up and about, N1."
Ashley: "Hint," says Ashley, at Janix's look. "You will never know if she is serious or not. Though ..." He looks over at Rook as she adds in her own thoughts. "I'd edge towards serious." Mostly but not really.
N1-TR0: "Affirmation: I too am happy to be walking around. I am beginning to suspect that Rook has started to grow romantic feelings for me."
Kesvo: Kesvo blinks
N1-TR0: N1-TR0 throws Kesvo a thumbs up.
Venn: (How does that work? Oh it works.)
Ashley: Ashley raises an eyebrow and then shakes his head at the thumbs up.
Kesvo: "Ohhhkay," she says, then shakes her head and stands up again.
Janix: Janix, standing and waiting for if she’d be part of the team or not, gives Ashely, Venn, and N1-TR0 strange looks. The team was surely a strange team. Different backgrounds, different personalities, but all-powerful.
Kesvo: "Not too late to change your answer," Kesvo tells Janix, with a smirk.
Janix: “While I might not understand if you are joking or not right now,” she mostly is talking about Venn and Ashely’s comments, “I’d rather be with you and deal with this.” She waves her hand at the conversation between the team. There is something slightly endearing about it all, but she doesn’t admit it.
Captain Riprock: Riprock stands up, walks over to a console and presses the button to secure the room. Suddenly the room shimmers and there's a slight buzzing in the air. The doors close and it feels a bit more closed in now.
"Room secure." The Captain lifts his cup toward Kes in salute, then moves to sit next to Venn.
Rook: Rook looked over at N1 for a beat or two, unable to stop an amused grin. "I think we will not find anyone else who can run an hour through a demon infested jungle and still be sane a day later." she paused, and looked at Janix, wondering if she'd vanish as Drasek had. "I vote her in."
Kesvo: "Alright," she said, with a nod. She looked to Janix. "Welcome to your second chance. Have a seat."
Janix: Rook’s exuberance brought a small smile from Janix, directed at the young mechanic. She sits, at Kes' direction, with some small delay but nothing to speak of her reservation. "Thank you, Hellions."
Kesvo: She tapped on the holo-table in the center of the room and called up some of the information she'd prepared.
"The Black Sun wants to hire us, ladies and gents," she tells them, while calling up an image of a space station.
"This is Ardis Outpost, a spot way out in wild space. There's an informant there they want us to meet who has information on a weapon the Imperial Remnant is working on."
"The short of it is that they want us to meet the informant to collect their intel, then use it to destroy the weapon being made and steal the related research."
"But for reasons I'll explain in a minute, we'll need to pull this off in some way that protects our anonymity. We'll need to pin the attack and theft on some other entity."
Kesvo: "So it'll be tricky, probably pretty sticky, and the implications could be pretty big. This weapon we're talking about is supposed to be substantial."
"But the payout is 500,000," she said, folding her arms.
Rook: "Kes, I'm not sure about handing the Black Sun that kind of a weapon."
Captain Riprock: Riprock mutters softly. "That's how they get ya."
Rook: Rook looks over at the Captain.
Ashley: One hand, Imperial Remnant. Other hand, Black Sun. Lovely.
Kesvo: "The plan is to destroy the weapon. It's the research that we'll be leaving with," she clarified. "And there's a use for it."
Janix: Black Sun is lost on Janix, but she defers to the Hellions. While she might look slightly uncertain, she doesn’t speak up.
Tal: Tal whistles at the sound of that payday.
"I heard you right, didn't I? Five-hundred thousand credits?"
"But...we give all of this to Black Sun."
Kesvo: "Full disclosure, the Vigo of the Black Sun is an acquaintance of mine. A Falleen royal. He has been working over the past years to get his organization into a position of trust as vendors to the First Order. That's why they were on Skye as part of that arms deal."
"It's his goal to use the research as bait to lure those in control of the project into a trap."
Venn: "Oh. I almost killed him. Apparently, didn't take."
Captain Riprock: "The arms deal we disrupted."
Kesvo: Kes smirked at Venn.
"Yes," she agreed, to Riprock.
Captain Riprock: "So all of this is a long-con?"
Rook: "So we could use flawed research, such that the Black Sun could not rebuild the weapon? What do you know about The Black Sun?"
Ashley: Riprock covered Ashley's immediate question, at least.
Kesvo: "Not all of it, I'm sure. He's a fairly ruthless individual, and we all know the Black Sun isn't running a daycare. But his work with te Remnant has been a con, yes."
Captain Riprock: The Captain turns to look at the others slowly, then back to Kes. "Who are we going to pin this on?"
Tal: Tal had done some work for Black Sun in the past, before meeting the Hellions. The fact that they would be running into Xizor's people again was a problem.
Rook: "If we agree ... I'd vote Prince Molec."
Kesvo: "I have some ideas. But first I wanted to get everyone's thoughts on the general job. I need to explain that among the top officials, the Prince expects Vader himself to come after the research."
Captain Riprock: Riprock visibly pales at that.
Rook: Rook goes quite still.
Ashley: Ashley just leans back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling.
Kesvo: "He wants to tell the First Order that he hired the Hellions to acquire the stolen research from whatever party we pin it on."
"And so he'll have us with him when he sets the trap."
Venn: Venn cants her head and features quirk at some of that.
Kesvo: "It's good money. But regardless of the rest of the details about this, if the intel checks out it would mean we're taking away a sizable weapon from the remnant. One that's nearly completed."
"Like many of you, I have personal reasons to want to see Vader brought low. So I'm on board with this, on hundred percent. But the risk is big enough here that I want all of us to be in, across the board."
"So. Questions. Concerns. Let's hear it."
Venn: "Vader is dead."
"So I assume you mean some fool playing dress up."
Kesvo: "The Prince believes otherwise. But if he's wrong, the trap will still take down whatever heads come in his place."
Venn: "He is wrong."
Kesvo: "Then we'll take down other high-ranking officials, with less risk to us."
"But I felt it was only fair to disclose the Prince's expectations."
Captain Riprock: Riprock wipes at his face slowly, still obviously spooked by what Kes just said.
His fingers trace the small lines in his cheeks and jaw.
Venn: "Princes always have their expectations, I've found." she muses and shrugs.
N1-TR0: "Query: Does Seven." N1-TR0 pointed to Janix. "Know our primary purpose?"
Tal: "Five-hundred thousand credits is nothing to sneeze at." Tal said.
"But this kind of heat is bigger than anything we've dealt with." he said, looking around the table to gauge what the others were thinking.
Nitro's question also brought up a salient point.
Kesvo: "Not yet," she said, to Nitro.
N1-TR0: "Suggestion: It would be prudent for this discussion that she do so. In my opinion, what you describe represents the purpose for this team's creation."
Captain Riprock: Riprock turned to Venn, his face still somewhat pale. "You're sure he's dead?" He asked, seeking some reassurance, obviously.
Janix: Janix, looking between N1 and Kes, shows some slight confusion. "I've heard the name Vader but I'm not familiar with it beyond him being reported dead, like Venn said. It is a lot of credits though for these Black Suns to pay us."
Kesvo: "The mercenary troupe The Hellions is our cover, Janix. We're Republican agents."
"We go places the Republic can't go, and do things they can't or won't do."
Tal: He'd heard that Vader was dead, but with the Imperials still kicking, there was no way to be sure. If he wasn't dead...the galaxy was a more dangerous than before.
Kesvo: "We were recruited for this purpose, to reduce the threat of the First Order in the galaxy, however we can."
Venn: Pale blue eyes drift to glance at Riprock. "Your fear is clouding what our friend on Yavin told you himself."
She looks back to Kesvo spilling all the hot tea for the Hapan.
Captain Riprock: The Captain, lost for a moment, nods slowly. "You're right. You're right. Just... I don't get it, is all."
Janix: “Hm.” Janix replied, working through the history she knew well and the rumors she heard since leaving Hapes. “It seems like a noble cause compared to that of the Empire. I see why now you need me to trust you though. I would believe destroying this weapon, regardless of the scrutiny it brings you, would align with that.”
Ashley: Ashley finally spoke. "Master Skywalker said it himself. That Vader died. Turning to the Light in the end. If there's someone saying he's alive, it's the First Order trying to spook people or ... Someone pretending."
Kesvo: "Oh, people are saying it, certainly," Kesvo said. "But there are always likely to be rumors about a boogeyman as dark as that one."
N1-TR0: "Suggestion: It could be a useful form of propaganda, as Vader was seen as a terrifying agent of the Emperor."
Venn: Despite unfamiliar with these types of expressions, she casually pats the Captain on the arm with her dark-fingered hand. Some manner of physical support in the moment.
Kesvo: She nods to Nitro's point
Ashley: "That right there," says Ashley in regards to N1's words.
Rook: or something more. Rook considered how both Sith and Jedi could 'program' part of themselves into objects. "Would Vader, when he was alive, had made a ... thing ... so that some poor fool touched it and now really thinks he is vader?"
N1-TR0: "Query, Two: You are most informed on this matter. What is your stance and hypothesis?"
Venn: "There actually is merit to that... a couple of years ago, I recall one of the Cadre saying that the galaxy was rife with superstition that could be exploited."
Tal: "Are we simply getting info from this informant? Or are we actually extracting him from Ardis Outpost?" Tal asked, his eyes going back to the holo.
Kesvo: "Just getting intel from them. It's a local broker by the name of Maya."
"Ardis Outpost is like Skye City. A Czerka-owned station."
Captain Riprock: "At the edge of the Unknown Regions."
Ashley: Ashley just ... looked up again towards the ceiling at the mention of Czerka. For reasons.
Venn: "My stance is if there is an powerful weapon in play and we can remove it from circulation and from causing mass harm, I am game. Everything else to me is window dressing."
Captain Riprock: Riprock spoke up with a bit more steady calm, recalling his knowledge of the Outer Rim.
Kesvo: "It's remote, but we ought to be able to dock and move around without much trouble. Provided that our more famous members stay disguised," she said, looking to Tal and then to the Skye City Champion.
Ashley: ((is there like ... a check for knowledge about said region?))
Tal: "Just our luck if there's another major race going on out there around this time." Tal said, thinking back to the Star of Kepler.
GM: Four Purple Outer Rim check.
Ashley: "As long as no one is able to make use of the weapon, that we take it out of play entirely, then I'm all about it," he adds finally.
Captain Riprock: "Need to know who we're pinning this on."
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Captain Riprock: "We'll need to do prep to make it fit."
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Venn: "Spitfire's suggestion sounds fun."
Kesvo: She nods to Riprock.
"Is anyone not on board so far?" she asked, making a point to check the reaction of everyone present.
Rook: "Yeah, that's my concern." Rook nods to Ashley. "I don't want to hand a weapon like this to the Black Sun, not even the plans for it." She grins at Venn, and throws a thumbs up at the Umbaran.
Ashley: ((the blank gods have smiled upon me))
Kesvo: "The plan is for the research to ultimately be destroyed," she said, nodding to that concern.
Tal: Tal looks troubled by what he's hearing, especially given what he knows about the Unknown Regions. He remembers stories his father told him about creatures that eat starships and humanoids who wear the skin of unwary travelers like cloaks.
Venn: (jesus)
Captain Riprock: "How are we going to pin it on the Zygerrians, exactly?"
"I'm not a Zygerrian, and I sure as hell am not gonna wear a suit of fur."
Rook: "Then I don't see that we have a choice. We have to destroy it." She grins at Riprock, and says, "We have that face faker-thing Kes got for tal!"
Kesvo: "We fake a money trail. We'll pull off the heist ourselves, pretending to be pirates hired by whomever we pin it on."
"Is one way."
Captain Riprock: "Better make sure we all wear masks or some goofy outfits or something - make sure it's not traceable back to us."
Rook: "we've got some zygerrian gear still, I think. we could leave a few pieces behind."
Captain Riprock: The Cap grumps.
Kesvo: "Yeah it's definitely going to take some planning. It's not going to be an easy thing, by any means."
Ashley: "I was wanting to get something more than just my goggles," noted Ashley about Riprock's masks.
Captain Riprock: "I agree that it's something we should do. But it sounds like it's going to bite us in the ass."
Tal: "Destroying the research and plans needs to happen. But the Unknown Regions is...well, there's a reason it's unknown." Tal said, suppressing a shudder.
"Yeah, whoever we pin this on, it's gotta be airtight. If we go that way with it.
Kesvo: "Alternatively, we could legitimately hire some shady group we wouldn't mind sacrificing. Send them in with a different goal while we sneak in at the same time to do what we need."
Rook: Rook nodded to the Captain. "I don't think we need the truth to stay hidden very long. just long enough to lure the leadership in close."
Venn: "Patsies."
Captain Riprock: Riprock points to Kes, sitting up. "That's an idea."
"I can name a few shady groups that I'd be happy taking a hit for us."
Kesvo: "We would just have to make a trail that leads their funds back to someone we dislike."
"Or some other convincing link."
"Because the heads of the FO are going to look at this very closely. Make no mistake, this is the mother of all hornets nest we're talking about kicking."
((or whatever the SW version of hornets are))
Venn: ((Ashleys))
Ashley: "... also the Unknown Regions are mostly untouched by the Empire or the Republic, so if you were going to be doing something questionable," like working on a weapon, "that's where you might want to be." Though he was also think about Ilum, a planet where kyber crystals were traditionally found, was out there with a lost temple ... "Probably find plenty of people wanting to not be found or looking for trouble and glad to make some coin to cause some."
Captain Riprock: "We should at least call it in and let Ackbar know we're going to be off the grid for a bit in case he wants to reach us."
Kesvo: Kesvo nods at the Captain.
"We can let him know we'll be out of touch, but I'd keep the rest of it to ourselves. This needs to be airtight, or we're all gonna have alot more attention than we want."
Venn: "Don't a few of us need to restock arms and equipment, too?"
"We also have to offload our annoying cargo."
Captain Riprock: "There's an airlock." The Captain gestures toward the rear of the ship.
Rook: "Tal's sword is a lost cause. I might be able to rescue his attachments, but even that isn't a sure thing. And I need parts to rebuild my rocket launcher," Rook said sadly.
"Shouldn't we talk to him? Want me to bring im up here and we can chat?"
Kesvo: "Tane apparently has a talent for finding these artifacts that everyone's after," Kes points out. "I haven't talked to him yet, but it's possible we could put him to use."
Rook: Rook says, unaware he's been talked to ...
Venn: "He's a criminal."
Kesvo: "So are we."
Ashley: "... well, like I said earlier, apparently he's willing to talk." A gesture was made to the data pad. "If his charming message is to be believed."
Captain Riprock: "I prefer the term terrorist."
Rook: Rook stood up, her head angled at the Captain, but she bit back her snarky remark. He was having a bad day.
Venn: "No we aren't. We pose as criminals for the good of others." she says, sitting up
Kesvo: "Ardis Station is a trading hub, so we'll be able to find some supplies there. Cap can check the routes, though, and maybe find a more familiar place between here and there to stock up before getting out of familiar space."
Janix: “He might know where to find more Hapan artifacts, which is something I’d like to ask him more about as well. After Kesvo of course.”
N1-TR0: "Suggestion: Perhaps if we relieve ourselves of Doctor Tane we can keep his droid? It seemed quite competent."
Kesvo: "Those fancy lightsabers you two use run on a very expensive, stolen crystal, Two."
Captain Riprock: Riprock smirks, just a little, at Kes's point.
Venn: "I found my crystal on a corpse."
Kesvo: Kes rolls her eyes.
"Alright."
"I want to talk to Tane before we make decisions about what to do with him, at least."
Rook: "I like IL0M," she said softly, leaving behind the argument about criminals. to most people, all Mandalorians were criminals.
Ashley: "I'm the one using the stolen crystals," notes Ashley.
Venn: "If he has importance to the Hapans, why not give him to Coszette to do deal with."
Rook: "shall i bring him up here?" she asks Kesvo
Venn: "Otherwise, he cavorts with murderous organizations and enriches them for his own gain."
Kesvo: "Maybe, Nitro, we'll have to see. No, Rook."
Janix: At Venn’s comment, Janix nods. “That could work.”
Captain Riprock: "We should call in to Ackbar first, see if there's anything pressing. We'll have time to interrogate Tane and restock after. Ardis is a pretty far run from where we're at. The Rivener might make it in a week."
Kesvo: "That's an option," she said, nodding to Venn.
Tal: "Yeah, the Cadre wanted him bad. Letting them get their hands on him sounds bad."
Captain Riprock: "More like two, though."
Venn: "Can we get more people dedicated to doing the astrogation to tighten that up?" she asks the Captain. "There are tons of big brains and droids to lean on now."
Rook: "Will we be close to home? any chance we could restock at Vlemoth?" Rook asked.
Captain Riprock: Riprock narrows his eyes at Venn. "What're you trying to say?"
Kesvo: Kesvo picks up her caf and sips it rather than comment on astrogation.
Ashley: "I can help, since I'm not in medical all the time," says Ashley helpfully.
Captain Riprock: "I've gotten us everywhere faster than anyone you'd find."
Venn: "I don't try to say anything. I simply say things. You know that."
Rook: Rook laughs again, as they teased the Captain about his astrogation.
Kesvo: "Why don't we start by heading to the closest viable, populated place. We can restock, do whatever we're gonna do with Tane, and start putting together this plan for finding patsies."
Captain Riprock: "You do the weird force witch stuff." He points to Venn. Then jerks a thumb back to himself. "I do the spaceship stuff."
Venn: "We have a different ship, different personel and droid resources."
Captain Riprock: "I don't need a karkin astromech."
"Droids are second-hand brains."
N1-TR0: N1-TR0 lifts up his finger.
Venn: "Pretty please." she says, deadpan.
Kesvo: "Riprock, will you see if you can raise Akbar?"
Captain Riprock: The Captain's eyes narrow just a bit at Venn, but he gets up. He points at her still, as if indicating this wasn't over - then walked over to the comm station.
Rook: "or Mandalore."
Captain Riprock: "What?!"
"Why would we go to Mandalore?"
Rook: "it's in the outer rim, and i can get gear there, and I know some people there."
Kesvo: "Nar Shadaa might be an easier place to put together the pieces we're gonna need for this job."
Venn: "This is getting out of hand. Can I smoke in here? Actually, probably a bad idea." says Venn, to no one in particular.
Rook: "I don't know anything about arrogation," she soothed the Captian. "but if we are looking for a place to shop and restock, I'd like to try Mnadalore or Vlemoth."
Captain Riprock: "It's not in the outer rim, but it's not far."
Ashley: "... I am just going to go look and see what is closest," says Ashley, moving to stand and dislodging Raider from his feet, "while the Captain is trying to raise Ackbar."
Captain Riprock: "Closer than Nar Shaddaa. But that's a mess of a planet to get involved in."
Rook: She shrugged at Kesvo, not surprised that the team was anxious about the places Rook cared about; Mandalore was in a bad place.
Captain Riprock: Riprock quickly keys in a secure signal and calls back to Home One.
Admiral Ackbar: Ackbar's visage flickers into view in the center of the holographic table. "This is Home One on a secure channel. Go ahead Hellions."
Rook: Rook waves to the vaunted and much respected Historical Figure, wondering if he had gotten her letter, or if it had died an early death at the hands of some secretary or lieutenant.
Venn: (if he just looks at Janix and says its a trap, tho)
Kesvo: "Admiral," Kesvo says, turning towards the comm. "We're just checking in. We have a lead on a job that promises high yields, but it's gonna take us off the grid for a couple of weeks, at least. The kind of thing you probably would rather know about after the fact."
Janix: (hahah, good plan Venn)
Admiral Ackbar: "Understood. You wouldn't be happening to be going anywhere near Unknown Regions, would you?"
Kesvo: Kesvo arched a brow.
"Actually, yes."
Admiral Ackbar: "Serendipitous!"
Venn: "...is it though?"
Admiral Ackbar: "Perhaps. Though I cannot say without more information."
"You may all remember Agent Alico from Foundry Four."
Kesvo: "Indeed."
Tal: "Yes, sir."
Admiral Ackbar: "She has returned to her work on gathering information on the Remnant and their activities. She has important information that is too dangerous to transmit over holo."
"Is there a place I can have her rendezvous with you?"
Tal: Tal looks to the others. That's lining up a little too well.
Kesvo: "Whereabouts in the unknown regions is she?"
Admiral Ackbar: "I cannot say, but she has transport."
Ashley: Somehow, this seemed to be lining up rather nicely ...
Kesvo: Kesvo paused, considered it, then asked, "Can she make it to Ardis Outpost? We coudd get by there without losing too much time or drawing alot of attention, I think."
"Are we picking her up, or just her intel?"
Admiral Ackbar: "I will send her the information. I do not know her status. She can report more once she meets you."
"Hopefully you will not have to retrieve her in the midst of a battle, like last time."
Captain Riprock: "Yeah, I'm about done with trying to dock ships mid-firefight."
Tal: Tal felt that sentiment on a deep level.
Admiral Ackbar: "I will leave you to it. Once you're in a secure area, please get the information to me immediately. May the Force Be With You, Hellions."
Venn: The pink haired woman flips up the screen at her station at the table. She worked under the understanding that the secure communication could not accomodate any large data, but some coordinates should be fine. "Admiral, one more matter. We made contact with a planet that I am reccomending be flagged for the highest level of quarantine the New Republic has due to Force related anomalies. A full report to follow when we a full debrief is possible."
Admiral Ackbar: "Understood, Two. Thank you for the heads up."
Venn: She fires off the alphanumeric coordinates and then nods to the war hero.
Admiral Ackbar: Unless stopped by anyone else, the Admiral ends the signal.
Venn: (GET A NEW FOB)
Kesvo: "Admiral, we're at least a week out, likely closer to two. And we'll be keeping a low profile once we're there."
"I'm not even sure we'll be in the same ship. We're gonna have to have some way to make contact with Alico."
Venn: "Get me planetside with her and I can possibly point you in a general direction."
Admiral Ackbar: "What would you suggest?"
Kesvo: "It..." she paused, casting an odd look to Venn. "...seems like we might have a method, after all," she corrected. "But let her know we're maybe two weeks out, please."
Admiral Ackbar: "I will do so."
"The sooner we receive her report, the better, however."
Kesvo: "Understood."
Rook: Rook started to interject but given Venn's power, she just nodded. better something no one else could intercept.
Admiral Ackbar: "Thank you for your work Hellions. The future of the Republic is bright with you fighting for us."
"May the Force Be With You."
GM: The transmission ends.
Rook: "And with you, Admiral." Rook says softly. He was still an amazing man.
Kesvo: Kesvo sighs. "Never simple."
Ashley: "And yet if it was, we'd probably be bored."
Kesvo: "Pfft. Not me."
Captain Riprock: "Well, it'd be boring otherwise, right?" He pats Kes's shoulder, then moves for the door after hitting the switch to un-secure the room. "Going to jot that astrogation check."
Venn: "We have all these computers and fancy doohickeys and we cant cut down that time?"
Kesvo: "Venn quit aggravating the captain."
Captain Riprock: "Just let me know where we're going." He calls over his shoulder, already moving for the bridge.
Venn: "Half a month with a prisoner sounds right buggered." she attests.
Rook: Rook sends a thumbs up after the captain, then watches Kesvo. "You mind if I check on Tane?"
Kesvo: "We can drop Tane wherever we stock up, if that's what we decide to do with him."
"You think he's going somewhere?" she asked Rook.
Tal: "So...where are heading for the refuel?" Tal asked.
Venn: (Ashley is the co pilot so GO DO IT)
Ashley: (he gonna!!)
Kesvo: "We need to decide." Kesvo pulls up the charts on the big table.
Rook: "He's a puzzle to me. I can't reconcile what we saw of the dead folks he left in his wake, with how IL0M sees him. Makes me curious. i suspect there's more to the story."
Kesvo: "His story can wait until we've figured out more of our story," Kesvo murmured, flicking through the charts, looking for Nathema.
"Where the devil are we...'
GM: Nathema is on no charts - however your current location places you not far from Zygerria!
Ashley: The Pantoran actually follows the Captain out because, damnit, he's co-pilot and ... he actually likes being able to help fly a spaceship okay.
... and yes, Raider went with him. Though he did give Janix a rather long, lingering look.
Kesvo: "Ash, I need you in here for this," she says, when the Pantoran gets up to leave.
Ashley: "So close," he mutters, and spins on his heel. "Sure, what's up?" The nexu kitten ends up sitting and staring at Janix.
Rook: Rook shrugged. "Zygerria's close, and would help frame the right people, but it'll be horrid and we're likely to be overcharged for everything. and if I see any Mando's enslaved, from any Clan, I'm going to insist on freeing them."
Kesvo: "Zygerria isn't far. Cantonica. There are routes going past Ord Mantell. could even make a case for Coruscant."
Janix: Janix looks at the Nexu but looks away. Out of the corner of her eye, she watches, unsettled but not going to show that to a predator. Perhaps Rook has more Nexu treats...
Kesvo: "I don't particularly wanna show our faces around Zygerria if we're about to frame them for something," she pointed out.
Venn: "Cantonica is a world full of posh rich gamblers and war profiteers."
"The capital city at least. But it is civilized, but if you get turned off by the excess of the wealthy..."
N1-TR0: "Observation: The wealthy should have a vibrant black market in the area!"
Tal: "Cantonica or Coruscant is my vote." Tal said.
Kesvo: "Cantonica?" she asks, looking around to those who hadn't spoken up.
Janix: "I am happy with whatever the team decides." Janix says without voting.
Kesvo: "Yeah, you only get a few more of those," she murmurs after Janix.
Venn: "I've only heard the stories from someone. By what I've heard, it tracks with Nitro's observation... its definitely a haven for war profiteers, so that may mean a good black market scene."
Janix: "I don't know the other world," she offers. "But I have been to Coruscant."
Venn: "Its going to be posh and full of stuffy bellends with shady wealth and appetites."
Rook: Rook leans over to Janix, and says encouragingly, "It's ok. She likes ideas, and she's not shy about saying no." seeing Raider watching Janix, she grins brightly and says, "I think he likes you. Want to feed him a treat?"
Kesvo: "Sounds exploitable to me."
Venn: "Kamcakes may find it enjoyable!"
Kesvo: "Rook."
"Cantonica?"
"Ash."
"Cantonica?"
Rook: "Sounds good to me, I like Black markets."
Ashley: "I don't really have an opinion, only that it's along the way and we're able to get what we need to do done." Was this why Kesvo called him back?
Rook: "Lots of schematics!"
Janix: Janix weakly smiles at Rook. "Maybe you should feed it."
Rook: Rook happily does feed the baby nexu, murmuring to him how cutely vicious he is.
Kesvo: "Cantonica it is. Keep in mind that Aris Outpost is a ways out. If we're going to hire a crew to take the fall for the job, we need to decide if we're recruiting them here or going to try our luck on the outpost.'
Tal: Tal is convinced that Rook's sense of self-preservation was not issued with her armor.
Kesvo: "Also, if we want to frame the Zygerians for their hiring, we'll need to figure out what we're going to need for that before we leave populated space."
Ashley: He glanced towards Raider and then to Janix as Rook fed the nexu a treat. "I think it's just because of your appearance. I was the only blue individual on board for a while." Leaving out Kesvo's tendency to change skintone any time she needed to. "... which means Rook is likely right and he does like you." Maybe.
Venn: "Skipper has his list of ne'er do wells that might work."
Tal: "Also...if we try to frame the Zygerrians, they might decide to use that moment to call in their favor with Clan Awaud." Tal mentioned.
"I think finding an unrelated group of patsies is better, like the Captain and Venn have said."
Ashley: "What Venn said as well as putting out feelers for anyone that might have a grudge we can take advantage of. If they've already made attempts, or a name, then it's something we can use to our advantage."
Kesvo: "That's right," she recalls, at Venn's mention. "But because someone flustered him, he's now standing at the helm before he knows where we're going, instead of being in here, giving his input."
Captain Riprock:
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Janix: "Hm," Janix said to Ashely at the explanation. "That seems logical. Perhaps if Rook keeps up with the treats the Nexu will prefer her over me." While she didn't say it, there was something about how the Hapan didn't want to interact with the young beast.
Kesvo: "We need two fall guys," Kes reminded Tal. "The first will be the ground-level grunts that actually go into the facility with us. The second will be the larger organization we paint a money trail to, so that when the FO starts investigating, they won't know who really sponsored the attack."
Venn: "I fluster everyone. I cannot apologize for that." she retorts to Kesvo.
Kesvo: "Whoever that second outfit is, they're going to draw unwanted attention, but if the rest of the plan goes as hoped, the FO will be dealing with significant losses before they have a whole lot of time to do anything about it."
Rook: Rook looked thoughtful, eyes narrowed, considering the hyperspace routes. and Zygeria. "I think maybe the Zygerrian slave empire isn't big enough to seem credible, at this level? What's your take on it, Kesvo? Who would dare ire the First Order?"
Kesvo: "Even if they have time to do something about it, it doesn't seem like something the Zygerrians would see coming."
Rook: "So it'd be better to frame a particular somoeme. like ... make it look as if the zygerian king wanted the weapon expressly to take out his hated son and heir? then Molec has no reason to brign in clan awaud."
Kesvo: "Anyone could be tempted. This is intel that's jealously guarded, and I can think of a half-dozen factions who'd want access to research on a weapon that's reported to be able to take out entire worlds."
Rook: "Otherwise we'd need someone bigger. Like onw of the hutt cartels, or ... Whistescar, or the Zann consortium."
GM: As the Ardent Rivener begins to prepare for its jump to their next location, the Hellions strategize and plan their next moves. With their course set to oppose the First Order in earnest, they ready themselves for what is certainly to be their most harrowing mission yet...
End Session 75
GM: The Hellions race away from the planet Nathema, their target in tow and held in their newly constructed detention cells aboard the Ardent Rivener. As new revelations come to light of Venn's dark past and Ashley's run-ins with the deadly Cadre whom they'd deftly avoided back on the dark world, the Hellions recoup for a moment as they plan their next move.
A full day has passed - all the Hellions recover all of their strain and heal 1 wound - and they can meet in the briefing room to discuss their next move..
Tal: Tal heads to the briefing room after cleaning his armor and making sure that the mace was combat ready (it is).
GM: Deena will have seen to any crewmembers in need, having seen to their prisoner first as Kes had instructed.
Kesvo: Kesvo commed the team and asked them to head to the briefing room, then sat down and waited for everyone to fill in.
Captain Riprock: Riprock steps into the briefing room soon after being called, sipping lightly at a cup of caf. He nods to Kes, seemingly refreshed - but then again he didn't go through the hell the rest of the team did. "Morning."
Rook: Rook had dashed back to the Garage Shop to check on IL0M, and kit up.
Kesvo: ((By "check on" she means "bolt", right?))
N1-TR0: IL-0M is just checking on N1-TR0, who is awake and conversing with the little droid in Binary!
From what Rook gathers, N1-TR0 is discussing droid rights with the floating astromech.
Kesvo: ((Kes would've visited Deena at some point during the day. Can I get a med roll?))
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Janix: Being commed to the Hellions meeting room, Janix frowned slightly. She’d not rested much and had taken time instead to speak with the prisoner. THat she’d let him get the better of her was frustrating but she had searched him again before she left, the information he provided a balm to her still unsteady. Holding some items, she enters the briefing room, without armor but her stun pistol at her side.
Rook: Rook laughs in delight, and will pat IL0M and then give an awkward hug to N1. "Good to see you are awake!" She glances at IL0M, and angles her head to the side, listening for a bit. She nods quietly, and says softly, "IL0M, little guy, I am conflicted on the topic, too. I don't approve of any sort of slavery."
GM: Deena sees to Kes's wounds expertly, but her bedside manner leaves much to be desired. Kes has an ache in her back and shoulders and skull after Deena gives her a deep-tissue massage. Ow.
Ashley: With a night of mostly meditation and some sleep, Ashley was doing better. There was still a line of tension in his shoulders, something that would fade over time but overall his demeanor looked normal when he joined everyone in the briefing room.
Kesvo: Kes spends the time rubbing the back of her neck, looking grumpy.
Venn: The umbaran adept joins the gathering, the darkness ruining her fingers having faded a good deal. Seeing Deena's "methods" yesterday, Venn opted instead for a stimpack from the medbay. And when she rests that night (albeit unevenly), she recovers the last wound.
Ashley: ... just ignore the fact that Raider was following him and would settle at his feet when he sat down.
Tal: Tal found it difficult to ignore the Nexu in the room. Little anklebiter.
Janix: Unceremoniously, and with some still lingering offness, Janix heads to the table and empties her hands. On the table falls a Kyber Crystal, two pendants, a lockpick, and a holdout blaster, as well as a small datapad. She looks at the small Nexu, gives it a strange look, and then looks to the gathered Hellions. “I found some things on the Doctor.” She waves at the items on the table and stands next to them, waiting.
Tal: Tal curses in Mando'a.
N1-TR0: "Suggestion: Let us continue our conversation later, fellow synthetic. The two of us must have a meeting." N1-TR0 points at the droid. "Recommendation: Be good, or I'll be forced to tear you apart for spare parts."
Tal: "I checked him!:"
Kesvo: Kes looks from the Hapan to the table, then to Tal. "I thought you checked him?"
Tal: "I took a blaster and a few other things off him. Gah!" Tal said, unhappily.
N1-TR0: N1-TR0 turns then to Rook, gesturing for her to lead. "Courtesy: After you."
Kesvo: Kesvo stood up and reached over to pick up the datapad. She checks it to see if it's locked up.
...while waiting for Rook.
Janix: “He seems to be a tricky one...” Janix doesn’t mention the other artifact even though the recording would show a Hapan one she kept to herself. “He was using the datapad and I assumed that was not an approved item.”
GM: It is indeed secured.
Kesvo: She hands it to Ashley. "Open, please."
Ashley: Ashley takes the datapad from Kesvo, to do as she asked.
GM: Ashley roll an Average Computers check.
Rook: "Thank you, N1, but ... I have been asked to secure IL0M." she looked between the two droids. "Do you trust me, IL0M?"
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Kesvo: "Wait, you 'found' things on him? You went down to talk to him alone and opened his cell?" she realized, looking to Janix
Il0M: The droid beeps in binary: "I will remain here and offer no resistance."
Venn: "Conjugal visits aboard the Rivener. Who'd have thought?" she muses aloud in her imperial cadence.
Tal: Tal sits up, looking at the Hapan.
Janix: Janix purses her lips at Kesvo’s question waits for a beat and then answers. “Yes.” She crosses her arms but makes no other explanation of her actions.
Ashley: Ashley, from where he was working with the datapad, just let out a snort at Venn's comment.
Captain Riprock: "I take it you didn't authorize that." Riprock gestures to Kes, then to Janix with his steaming caf cup.
GM: Ashley unlocks the datapad and upon it a number of letters begin to appear in aurbesh on the screen.
Kesvo: Kesvo ignored Riprock for the moment. "Any particular reason you felt the need to do so without informing anyone?"
GM: *Hi there! Doctor Rafan Tane, your cooperating prisoner, writing you and wishing for you to open this cell upon receipt of this.
I'm sure you have a lot of questions, and I'd be happy to answer them! Sadly, there isn't anything else of interest on this datapad outside of my plea. I've wiped it.*
Is what the Datapad reads.
Ashley: (( rude ))
Janix: There was a much longer moment between Kes’ question and Nix’s answer this time. “He had knowledge about my homeworld and our artifacts. I needed to know about them. I didn’t ask him about anything beyond Hapan related topics.”
Kesvo: Kesvo sat back in her seat, her jaw shifting thoughtfully as she eyed the Hapan and considered her answer.
She looked at Riprock.
Captain Riprock: "That's the last time you do that." Riprock gestured to her with his cup.
Kesvo: And then back to Janix.
"Was this something you decided you needed on your own? Or did Coszette put you up to it?"
Venn: "I mean that is quite ballsy behavior for a first week on the job."
Ashley: "... stating that the good Doctor is still most certainly that asshole," says Ashley, reading over the message in aurebesh. "It's a message that requests we release him from his cell because he'll happily answer our questions," he informs. Pause. "Also he apparently wiped the datapad." Which Ashley would confirm after relaying the message.
Kesvo: Kesvo watches the blue woman closely, half-expecting her to prevaricate.
Ashley: It's not like he actually trusts Tane after all.
Janix: Between Riprock, Kes, and Venn, Janix did manage to look a least slightly chastised. She shouldn’t have gone, but she wanted to set things right back home. Looking at the Hellions, she wondered if this would cause an issue going forward. “Coszette dealt with him for the artifacts, which is all she told me. I asked her for a team that would be worthy of me, and she made it seem like this might help her and help me at the same time.”
Kesvo: Kesvo set her caf down a little harder than she needed to. She didn't say I knew it, I told you so out loud, but the way she looked at Riprock said plenty.
Rook: Rook grins at the little guy, though it's a kinda sideways, sad thing. "I've been asked to put a restraining bolt on you, by folks that have reasons to be very afraid of Droids. So if I don't, because I trust you, I still need to put some security on the room here. And if you do run off, they will react ... very poorly. so if you have programing that will compel you to free Dr. Tane, it might work out better if you tolerate the restraining bolt. It's up to you, though. Either the bolt, or I enable security here and monitor it, like being in a cell, kind of."
Captain Riprock: "Janix." Riprock spoke slowly.
"I'm gonna make somethin crystal clear to you."
"There ain't room for anyone's side-agenda here. You're here to be part of the team. Not for us to be your shield, your sidekicks, your backup, none of that."
Rook: "... or, if you want, you can come to the briefing room and I'll ask if we can put you in with Dr tane?"
Il0M: Binary: "This unit will not attempt to free Doctor Tane. It will comply with your request."
Captain Riprock: "You tell us what Tane told you."
"Or I kick you off this ship in an escape pod."
Janix: After Riprock spoke, Janix nodded and stood at attention, a clearly military born stance. She nodded and accepted the man’s stern word. “Yes, understood.” She said, without excuse and without elaboration.
Tal: Tal agreed with Kesvo and Riprock. He didn't say anything, through he was annoyed at Tane's continuing garbage...and the fact that he hadn't stripped him of all his weapons, as he'd thought.
Janix: “The Doctor said that he used to work for the Inquisitorius to determine if artifacts were of merit or not. He was the only one who knew anything about Hapan artifacts and made it seem like they were a study of his and not others in the employ of the Inquisitorius who knew anything about my people.” Janix’s speech was not emotive as she reported to Riprock and the Hellions. An attempt for some peacekeeping by not trying to excuse her behavior and complying readily.
Rook: Rook will enable security protocols on the Garage Shop, and COMM Kled to tell him IL0M has agreed to stay there. Gravely she will turn to IL0M, and say, "Thank you." The look she gives N1-TR0 is a quite thoughtful. (what do I need to roll, or is somethign set up?)
Kesvo: "That's everything?" Kesvo asked, watching Janix closely.
Janix: “He mentioned vaults but that nobody knows where they all are. Maybe he knows where some are? I did not ask further.”
She paused for a moment in the quiet that followed. “You should be able to review the security footage. I did not disrupt the ship’s security. I am not here to destroy that which the Hellions have built.”
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Kesvo stood up.
And walked over to stand in front of Janix.
She turned, though, and looked across the table to Riprock.
Kesvo: "I can't have her in here for what we're talking about next. Not if she's not gonna be forthright with us."
Captain Riprock: The Captain issues a small sigh, lifting a hand up to rub at his brow.
Venn: Venn wants to point out that Tal is playing Galaga at his station's screen... but she does not.
Kesvo: She looked back to Janix.
"You asked me what you needed to do to be official?"
"Be one of us."
Rook: Rook and N1 will head towards the briefing room. She glances at the Droid, slightly bothered. "You feeling ok? IL0M had some ideas for dealing with the permanent damage, but I felt you should have a say in the matter, since there are some risks."
Ashley: Someone's gotta be Ashley's Galaga score ...
Tal: Tal is not playing Galaga. It's Space Invaders.
Ashley: gotta beat*-- Oh, well. Space Invaders is all Tal then.
Kesvo: "I dunno what Coszette's after, or how strong your loyalties lie towards her versus the crew you're trying to be part of, but you need to sort it out and make a decision, Janix."
Janix: “I told you what he said to me.” With a beat, she sighs softly and pulls out a small artifact, on the camera, it would be what the Doctor dropped but caught. “He had this on him, but it belongs on Hapes, not wherever the Hellions take their artifacts.” She said that with conviction. The item has religious runes on it, and while familiar to Janix, she expects it is strange to the other Hellions. She holds onto it and doesn’t set it on the table.
N1-TR0: "Statement: I am operating at 100% efficiency within my new operating parameters. While I cannot access all of my memory core, I am confident that expanded exposure to stimuli and opportunities will provide neural regrowth and access to those files."
Tal: Tal's not thrilled about Janix not playing straight with them. But he trusts Kesvo to get the truth out of the Hapan.
Kesvo: Kes doesn't look at what's in Janix's hand. Still watching the woman, she nods towards the table.
"Put it down."
Janix: “This isn’t about Coszette. This is about Hapes. This is about the life I left.” She doesn’t elaborate. Reluctantly, she puts it on the table, especially when she looks at Tal and recalls what he did with his bare fists.
Kesvo: The tension finally releases from Kesvo when Janix relents and sets the item down.
Only then does she turn and look at it.
She then goes back to her seat.
"I don't think anyone here cares if you take that back to Hapes."
GM: Rook and N1-TR0 reach the briefing room.
Kesvo: "But I for damn sure care when you try to steal it and lie about having it."
Ashley: As far as Ashley was concerned, Janix could have been upfront--once she had seen them in action, once she knew them--and this would have not been as big of a deal. Now, however ...
Kesvo: "You being here requires trust on our part, Janix. But that goes two ways. We have to be able to trust you, too."
Captain Riprock: "That's why we're in this whole mess in the first place."
Janix: With a bit of anger, she does respond to Kes. “I did not steal this from you, this was on the Doctor. But...” she pauses. “I understand,” her anger diminishes and she quiets, chastised. “If you allow it, I will work to regain your trust. Everyone’s trust.”
Kesvo: You have to trust us some, too."
Rook: Rook nodded, and asked, "What would you think about a neural processor upgrade? IL0M said something about transferring your self ... your memories and programing ... to a new droid brain but he said you could loose your sense of you." she says as she steps into the room. She glances around the briefing room with a smile, her grin growing to delighted when she spies Raider. "Hey, cutie!" she leans over and feeds him a little snack, before taking up her accustomed perch by the door. "I wanted to say-" she cuts herself off, hearing something about trust and finally noticing how tense everyone is.
Kesvo: She sighed.
Ashley: Raider, of course, is all about the treat. Messily tearing into it and devouring it as is his way. Ashley, however, actually looks a little less tense and amused by Rook's actions.
Captain Riprock: Riprock taps on the side of his cup.
Kesvo: Kesvo glances to Riprock.
"I was gonna fill her in," she said.
"You still feel good about it?"
Captain Riprock: The recently reconstructed Captain gives a shrug. "If it turns out bad, I think we have the resources to take care of it."
"I think we should have Tak be her new bunkmate, though."
Venn: (CUDDLY!)
Kesvo: "You say that because you haven't heard what I think is gonna be our next job." She looks back to Janix and studies her.
Captain Riprock: "...I have a bad feeling about this."
Janix: Janix frowned at the idea of sharing a room, let alone a bunk, with a Wookie.
Ashley: "To be frank, I'm beginning to wonder if the perpetual bad feeling is ever going to leave."
Rook: Rook's glance travels around the room, wondering just what she'd missed. She glances at the inexplicable items on the table, but doesn't ask.
Kesvo: "If you put your own goals ahead of ours in this next job, very bad things are going to happen, Janix. If you're not ready to be all-in, you can step out. Not gonna think less of you for it. You can still be the hired muscle, work with us, get shit done."
"But if you stay in here, I need your commitment. I need you all-in. No more lies. No more half-truths or omissions. We trust each other."
Janix: She lets Kes' words sink in and thinks for a moment. Whatever she said next, she would have to abide by it, give her word. It was a few seconds before she responded. "I hear what you and Riprock have said. I will show you the same trust you show me. I will work with you as a team. Trust you, trust everyone." It would be harder at first, so many new faces, but looking at each one, she wanted that.
Rook: Rook recalls the shock, when she didn't just join Kesvo and Riprock's crew. her glance at Janix is a mix of sympathetic and curious. What would the commando choose, on such short notice?
Kesvo: "Alright," she said, with a short nod. She looks around to those who haven't spoken up. "Any objections to bringing Janix all the way on board?"
Venn: "We should get the sacred Hellion dagger, and be on with the palm slicing. Blood pact."
She nods in a serious way.
Captain Riprock: "I have enough scars, thanks."
Tal: "If she's going to be straight with us from now on, I have no objections." Tal said
Janix: The look Janix gives Venn clearly shows she doesn’t understand if the Umbaran is joking or not.
Venn: The umbaran doesn't know either.
Rook: Rook is startled bright grin at Venn, but she nods approvingly. It was a very Mandalorian thing. "I know some traditions!" she offers.
N1-TR0: "Statement: I vote with the majority - I'm a joiner, not an independent tthinker."
Kesvo: Kes laughs dryly, caught off guard by N1TR0's comment. "Good to see you up and about, N1."
Ashley: "Hint," says Ashley, at Janix's look. "You will never know if she is serious or not. Though ..." He looks over at Rook as she adds in her own thoughts. "I'd edge towards serious." Mostly but not really.
N1-TR0: "Affirmation: I too am happy to be walking around. I am beginning to suspect that Rook has started to grow romantic feelings for me."
Kesvo: Kesvo blinks
N1-TR0: N1-TR0 throws Kesvo a thumbs up.
Venn: (How does that work? Oh it works.)
Ashley: Ashley raises an eyebrow and then shakes his head at the thumbs up.
Kesvo: "Ohhhkay," she says, then shakes her head and stands up again.
Janix: Janix, standing and waiting for if she’d be part of the team or not, gives Ashely, Venn, and N1-TR0 strange looks. The team was surely a strange team. Different backgrounds, different personalities, but all-powerful.
Kesvo: "Not too late to change your answer," Kesvo tells Janix, with a smirk.
Janix: “While I might not understand if you are joking or not right now,” she mostly is talking about Venn and Ashely’s comments, “I’d rather be with you and deal with this.” She waves her hand at the conversation between the team. There is something slightly endearing about it all, but she doesn’t admit it.
Captain Riprock: Riprock stands up, walks over to a console and presses the button to secure the room. Suddenly the room shimmers and there's a slight buzzing in the air. The doors close and it feels a bit more closed in now.
"Room secure." The Captain lifts his cup toward Kes in salute, then moves to sit next to Venn.
Rook: Rook looked over at N1 for a beat or two, unable to stop an amused grin. "I think we will not find anyone else who can run an hour through a demon infested jungle and still be sane a day later." she paused, and looked at Janix, wondering if she'd vanish as Drasek had. "I vote her in."
Kesvo: "Alright," she said, with a nod. She looked to Janix. "Welcome to your second chance. Have a seat."
Janix: Rook’s exuberance brought a small smile from Janix, directed at the young mechanic. She sits, at Kes' direction, with some small delay but nothing to speak of her reservation. "Thank you, Hellions."
Kesvo: She tapped on the holo-table in the center of the room and called up some of the information she'd prepared.
"The Black Sun wants to hire us, ladies and gents," she tells them, while calling up an image of a space station.
"This is Ardis Outpost, a spot way out in wild space. There's an informant there they want us to meet who has information on a weapon the Imperial Remnant is working on."
"The short of it is that they want us to meet the informant to collect their intel, then use it to destroy the weapon being made and steal the related research."
"But for reasons I'll explain in a minute, we'll need to pull this off in some way that protects our anonymity. We'll need to pin the attack and theft on some other entity."
Kesvo: "So it'll be tricky, probably pretty sticky, and the implications could be pretty big. This weapon we're talking about is supposed to be substantial."
"But the payout is 500,000," she said, folding her arms.
Rook: "Kes, I'm not sure about handing the Black Sun that kind of a weapon."
Captain Riprock: Riprock mutters softly. "That's how they get ya."
Rook: Rook looks over at the Captain.
Ashley: One hand, Imperial Remnant. Other hand, Black Sun. Lovely.
Kesvo: "The plan is to destroy the weapon. It's the research that we'll be leaving with," she clarified. "And there's a use for it."
Janix: Black Sun is lost on Janix, but she defers to the Hellions. While she might look slightly uncertain, she doesn’t speak up.
Tal: Tal whistles at the sound of that payday.
"I heard you right, didn't I? Five-hundred thousand credits?"
"But...we give all of this to Black Sun."
Kesvo: "Full disclosure, the Vigo of the Black Sun is an acquaintance of mine. A Falleen royal. He has been working over the past years to get his organization into a position of trust as vendors to the First Order. That's why they were on Skye as part of that arms deal."
"It's his goal to use the research as bait to lure those in control of the project into a trap."
Venn: "Oh. I almost killed him. Apparently, didn't take."
Captain Riprock: "The arms deal we disrupted."
Kesvo: Kes smirked at Venn.
"Yes," she agreed, to Riprock.
Captain Riprock: "So all of this is a long-con?"
Rook: "So we could use flawed research, such that the Black Sun could not rebuild the weapon? What do you know about The Black Sun?"
Ashley: Riprock covered Ashley's immediate question, at least.
Kesvo: "Not all of it, I'm sure. He's a fairly ruthless individual, and we all know the Black Sun isn't running a daycare. But his work with te Remnant has been a con, yes."
Captain Riprock: The Captain turns to look at the others slowly, then back to Kes. "Who are we going to pin this on?"
Tal: Tal had done some work for Black Sun in the past, before meeting the Hellions. The fact that they would be running into Xizor's people again was a problem.
Rook: "If we agree ... I'd vote Prince Molec."
Kesvo: "I have some ideas. But first I wanted to get everyone's thoughts on the general job. I need to explain that among the top officials, the Prince expects Vader himself to come after the research."
Captain Riprock: Riprock visibly pales at that.
Rook: Rook goes quite still.
Ashley: Ashley just leans back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling.
Kesvo: "He wants to tell the First Order that he hired the Hellions to acquire the stolen research from whatever party we pin it on."
"And so he'll have us with him when he sets the trap."
Venn: Venn cants her head and features quirk at some of that.
Kesvo: "It's good money. But regardless of the rest of the details about this, if the intel checks out it would mean we're taking away a sizable weapon from the remnant. One that's nearly completed."
"Like many of you, I have personal reasons to want to see Vader brought low. So I'm on board with this, on hundred percent. But the risk is big enough here that I want all of us to be in, across the board."
"So. Questions. Concerns. Let's hear it."
Venn: "Vader is dead."
"So I assume you mean some fool playing dress up."
Kesvo: "The Prince believes otherwise. But if he's wrong, the trap will still take down whatever heads come in his place."
Venn: "He is wrong."
Kesvo: "Then we'll take down other high-ranking officials, with less risk to us."
"But I felt it was only fair to disclose the Prince's expectations."
Captain Riprock: Riprock wipes at his face slowly, still obviously spooked by what Kes just said.
His fingers trace the small lines in his cheeks and jaw.
Venn: "Princes always have their expectations, I've found." she muses and shrugs.
N1-TR0: "Query: Does Seven." N1-TR0 pointed to Janix. "Know our primary purpose?"
Tal: "Five-hundred thousand credits is nothing to sneeze at." Tal said.
"But this kind of heat is bigger than anything we've dealt with." he said, looking around the table to gauge what the others were thinking.
Nitro's question also brought up a salient point.
Kesvo: "Not yet," she said, to Nitro.
N1-TR0: "Suggestion: It would be prudent for this discussion that she do so. In my opinion, what you describe represents the purpose for this team's creation."
Captain Riprock: Riprock turned to Venn, his face still somewhat pale. "You're sure he's dead?" He asked, seeking some reassurance, obviously.
Janix: Janix, looking between N1 and Kes, shows some slight confusion. "I've heard the name Vader but I'm not familiar with it beyond him being reported dead, like Venn said. It is a lot of credits though for these Black Suns to pay us."
Kesvo: "The mercenary troupe The Hellions is our cover, Janix. We're Republican agents."
"We go places the Republic can't go, and do things they can't or won't do."
Tal: He'd heard that Vader was dead, but with the Imperials still kicking, there was no way to be sure. If he wasn't dead...the galaxy was a more dangerous than before.
Kesvo: "We were recruited for this purpose, to reduce the threat of the First Order in the galaxy, however we can."
Venn: Pale blue eyes drift to glance at Riprock. "Your fear is clouding what our friend on Yavin told you himself."
She looks back to Kesvo spilling all the hot tea for the Hapan.
Captain Riprock: The Captain, lost for a moment, nods slowly. "You're right. You're right. Just... I don't get it, is all."
Janix: “Hm.” Janix replied, working through the history she knew well and the rumors she heard since leaving Hapes. “It seems like a noble cause compared to that of the Empire. I see why now you need me to trust you though. I would believe destroying this weapon, regardless of the scrutiny it brings you, would align with that.”
Ashley: Ashley finally spoke. "Master Skywalker said it himself. That Vader died. Turning to the Light in the end. If there's someone saying he's alive, it's the First Order trying to spook people or ... Someone pretending."
Kesvo: "Oh, people are saying it, certainly," Kesvo said. "But there are always likely to be rumors about a boogeyman as dark as that one."
N1-TR0: "Suggestion: It could be a useful form of propaganda, as Vader was seen as a terrifying agent of the Emperor."
Venn: Despite unfamiliar with these types of expressions, she casually pats the Captain on the arm with her dark-fingered hand. Some manner of physical support in the moment.
Kesvo: She nods to Nitro's point
Ashley: "That right there," says Ashley in regards to N1's words.
Rook: or something more. Rook considered how both Sith and Jedi could 'program' part of themselves into objects. "Would Vader, when he was alive, had made a ... thing ... so that some poor fool touched it and now really thinks he is vader?"
N1-TR0: "Query, Two: You are most informed on this matter. What is your stance and hypothesis?"
Venn: "There actually is merit to that... a couple of years ago, I recall one of the Cadre saying that the galaxy was rife with superstition that could be exploited."
Tal: "Are we simply getting info from this informant? Or are we actually extracting him from Ardis Outpost?" Tal asked, his eyes going back to the holo.
Kesvo: "Just getting intel from them. It's a local broker by the name of Maya."
"Ardis Outpost is like Skye City. A Czerka-owned station."
Captain Riprock: "At the edge of the Unknown Regions."
Ashley: Ashley just ... looked up again towards the ceiling at the mention of Czerka. For reasons.
Venn: "My stance is if there is an powerful weapon in play and we can remove it from circulation and from causing mass harm, I am game. Everything else to me is window dressing."
Captain Riprock: Riprock spoke up with a bit more steady calm, recalling his knowledge of the Outer Rim.
Kesvo: "It's remote, but we ought to be able to dock and move around without much trouble. Provided that our more famous members stay disguised," she said, looking to Tal and then to the Skye City Champion.
Ashley: ((is there like ... a check for knowledge about said region?))
Tal: "Just our luck if there's another major race going on out there around this time." Tal said, thinking back to the Star of Kepler.
GM: Four Purple Outer Rim check.
Ashley: "As long as no one is able to make use of the weapon, that we take it out of play entirely, then I'm all about it," he adds finally.
Captain Riprock: "Need to know who we're pinning this on."
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Venn: "Spitfire's suggestion sounds fun."
Kesvo: She nods to Riprock.
"Is anyone not on board so far?" she asked, making a point to check the reaction of everyone present.
Rook: "Yeah, that's my concern." Rook nods to Ashley. "I don't want to hand a weapon like this to the Black Sun, not even the plans for it." She grins at Venn, and throws a thumbs up at the Umbaran.
Ashley: ((the blank gods have smiled upon me))
Kesvo: "The plan is for the research to ultimately be destroyed," she said, nodding to that concern.
Tal: Tal looks troubled by what he's hearing, especially given what he knows about the Unknown Regions. He remembers stories his father told him about creatures that eat starships and humanoids who wear the skin of unwary travelers like cloaks.
Venn: (jesus)
Captain Riprock: "How are we going to pin it on the Zygerrians, exactly?"
"I'm not a Zygerrian, and I sure as hell am not gonna wear a suit of fur."
Rook: "Then I don't see that we have a choice. We have to destroy it." She grins at Riprock, and says, "We have that face faker-thing Kes got for tal!"
Kesvo: "We fake a money trail. We'll pull off the heist ourselves, pretending to be pirates hired by whomever we pin it on."
"Is one way."
Captain Riprock: "Better make sure we all wear masks or some goofy outfits or something - make sure it's not traceable back to us."
Rook: "we've got some zygerrian gear still, I think. we could leave a few pieces behind."
Captain Riprock: The Cap grumps.
Kesvo: "Yeah it's definitely going to take some planning. It's not going to be an easy thing, by any means."
Ashley: "I was wanting to get something more than just my goggles," noted Ashley about Riprock's masks.
Captain Riprock: "I agree that it's something we should do. But it sounds like it's going to bite us in the ass."
Tal: "Destroying the research and plans needs to happen. But the Unknown Regions is...well, there's a reason it's unknown." Tal said, suppressing a shudder.
"Yeah, whoever we pin this on, it's gotta be airtight. If we go that way with it.
Kesvo: "Alternatively, we could legitimately hire some shady group we wouldn't mind sacrificing. Send them in with a different goal while we sneak in at the same time to do what we need."
Rook: Rook nodded to the Captain. "I don't think we need the truth to stay hidden very long. just long enough to lure the leadership in close."
Venn: "Patsies."
Captain Riprock: Riprock points to Kes, sitting up. "That's an idea."
"I can name a few shady groups that I'd be happy taking a hit for us."
Kesvo: "We would just have to make a trail that leads their funds back to someone we dislike."
"Or some other convincing link."
"Because the heads of the FO are going to look at this very closely. Make no mistake, this is the mother of all hornets nest we're talking about kicking."
((or whatever the SW version of hornets are))
Venn: ((Ashleys))
Ashley: "... also the Unknown Regions are mostly untouched by the Empire or the Republic, so if you were going to be doing something questionable," like working on a weapon, "that's where you might want to be." Though he was also think about Ilum, a planet where kyber crystals were traditionally found, was out there with a lost temple ... "Probably find plenty of people wanting to not be found or looking for trouble and glad to make some coin to cause some."
Captain Riprock: "We should at least call it in and let Ackbar know we're going to be off the grid for a bit in case he wants to reach us."
Kesvo: Kesvo nods at the Captain.
"We can let him know we'll be out of touch, but I'd keep the rest of it to ourselves. This needs to be airtight, or we're all gonna have alot more attention than we want."
Venn: "Don't a few of us need to restock arms and equipment, too?"
"We also have to offload our annoying cargo."
Captain Riprock: "There's an airlock." The Captain gestures toward the rear of the ship.
Rook: "Tal's sword is a lost cause. I might be able to rescue his attachments, but even that isn't a sure thing. And I need parts to rebuild my rocket launcher," Rook said sadly.
"Shouldn't we talk to him? Want me to bring im up here and we can chat?"
Kesvo: "Tane apparently has a talent for finding these artifacts that everyone's after," Kes points out. "I haven't talked to him yet, but it's possible we could put him to use."
Rook: Rook says, unaware he's been talked to ...
Venn: "He's a criminal."
Kesvo: "So are we."
Ashley: "... well, like I said earlier, apparently he's willing to talk." A gesture was made to the data pad. "If his charming message is to be believed."
Captain Riprock: "I prefer the term terrorist."
Rook: Rook stood up, her head angled at the Captain, but she bit back her snarky remark. He was having a bad day.
Venn: "No we aren't. We pose as criminals for the good of others." she says, sitting up
Kesvo: "Ardis Station is a trading hub, so we'll be able to find some supplies there. Cap can check the routes, though, and maybe find a more familiar place between here and there to stock up before getting out of familiar space."
Janix: “He might know where to find more Hapan artifacts, which is something I’d like to ask him more about as well. After Kesvo of course.”
N1-TR0: "Suggestion: Perhaps if we relieve ourselves of Doctor Tane we can keep his droid? It seemed quite competent."
Kesvo: "Those fancy lightsabers you two use run on a very expensive, stolen crystal, Two."
Captain Riprock: Riprock smirks, just a little, at Kes's point.
Venn: "I found my crystal on a corpse."
Kesvo: Kes rolls her eyes.
"Alright."
"I want to talk to Tane before we make decisions about what to do with him, at least."
Rook: "I like IL0M," she said softly, leaving behind the argument about criminals. to most people, all Mandalorians were criminals.
Ashley: "I'm the one using the stolen crystals," notes Ashley.
Venn: "If he has importance to the Hapans, why not give him to Coszette to do deal with."
Rook: "shall i bring him up here?" she asks Kesvo
Venn: "Otherwise, he cavorts with murderous organizations and enriches them for his own gain."
Kesvo: "Maybe, Nitro, we'll have to see. No, Rook."
Janix: At Venn’s comment, Janix nods. “That could work.”
Captain Riprock: "We should call in to Ackbar first, see if there's anything pressing. We'll have time to interrogate Tane and restock after. Ardis is a pretty far run from where we're at. The Rivener might make it in a week."
Kesvo: "That's an option," she said, nodding to Venn.
Tal: "Yeah, the Cadre wanted him bad. Letting them get their hands on him sounds bad."
Captain Riprock: "More like two, though."
Venn: "Can we get more people dedicated to doing the astrogation to tighten that up?" she asks the Captain. "There are tons of big brains and droids to lean on now."
Rook: "Will we be close to home? any chance we could restock at Vlemoth?" Rook asked.
Captain Riprock: Riprock narrows his eyes at Venn. "What're you trying to say?"
Kesvo: Kesvo picks up her caf and sips it rather than comment on astrogation.
Ashley: "I can help, since I'm not in medical all the time," says Ashley helpfully.
Captain Riprock: "I've gotten us everywhere faster than anyone you'd find."
Venn: "I don't try to say anything. I simply say things. You know that."
Rook: Rook laughs again, as they teased the Captain about his astrogation.
Kesvo: "Why don't we start by heading to the closest viable, populated place. We can restock, do whatever we're gonna do with Tane, and start putting together this plan for finding patsies."
Captain Riprock: "You do the weird force witch stuff." He points to Venn. Then jerks a thumb back to himself. "I do the spaceship stuff."
Venn: "We have a different ship, different personel and droid resources."
Captain Riprock: "I don't need a karkin astromech."
"Droids are second-hand brains."
N1-TR0: N1-TR0 lifts up his finger.
Venn: "Pretty please." she says, deadpan.
Kesvo: "Riprock, will you see if you can raise Akbar?"
Captain Riprock: The Captain's eyes narrow just a bit at Venn, but he gets up. He points at her still, as if indicating this wasn't over - then walked over to the comm station.
Rook: "or Mandalore."
Captain Riprock: "What?!"
"Why would we go to Mandalore?"
Rook: "it's in the outer rim, and i can get gear there, and I know some people there."
Kesvo: "Nar Shadaa might be an easier place to put together the pieces we're gonna need for this job."
Venn: "This is getting out of hand. Can I smoke in here? Actually, probably a bad idea." says Venn, to no one in particular.
Rook: "I don't know anything about arrogation," she soothed the Captian. "but if we are looking for a place to shop and restock, I'd like to try Mnadalore or Vlemoth."
Captain Riprock: "It's not in the outer rim, but it's not far."
Ashley: "... I am just going to go look and see what is closest," says Ashley, moving to stand and dislodging Raider from his feet, "while the Captain is trying to raise Ackbar."
Captain Riprock: "Closer than Nar Shaddaa. But that's a mess of a planet to get involved in."
Rook: She shrugged at Kesvo, not surprised that the team was anxious about the places Rook cared about; Mandalore was in a bad place.
Captain Riprock: Riprock quickly keys in a secure signal and calls back to Home One.
Admiral Ackbar: Ackbar's visage flickers into view in the center of the holographic table. "This is Home One on a secure channel. Go ahead Hellions."
Rook: Rook waves to the vaunted and much respected Historical Figure, wondering if he had gotten her letter, or if it had died an early death at the hands of some secretary or lieutenant.
Venn: (if he just looks at Janix and says its a trap, tho)
Kesvo: "Admiral," Kesvo says, turning towards the comm. "We're just checking in. We have a lead on a job that promises high yields, but it's gonna take us off the grid for a couple of weeks, at least. The kind of thing you probably would rather know about after the fact."
Janix: (hahah, good plan Venn)
Admiral Ackbar: "Understood. You wouldn't be happening to be going anywhere near Unknown Regions, would you?"
Kesvo: Kesvo arched a brow.
"Actually, yes."
Admiral Ackbar: "Serendipitous!"
Venn: "...is it though?"
Admiral Ackbar: "Perhaps. Though I cannot say without more information."
"You may all remember Agent Alico from Foundry Four."
Kesvo: "Indeed."
Tal: "Yes, sir."
Admiral Ackbar: "She has returned to her work on gathering information on the Remnant and their activities. She has important information that is too dangerous to transmit over holo."
"Is there a place I can have her rendezvous with you?"
Tal: Tal looks to the others. That's lining up a little too well.
Kesvo: "Whereabouts in the unknown regions is she?"
Admiral Ackbar: "I cannot say, but she has transport."
Ashley: Somehow, this seemed to be lining up rather nicely ...
Kesvo: Kesvo paused, considered it, then asked, "Can she make it to Ardis Outpost? We coudd get by there without losing too much time or drawing alot of attention, I think."
"Are we picking her up, or just her intel?"
Admiral Ackbar: "I will send her the information. I do not know her status. She can report more once she meets you."
"Hopefully you will not have to retrieve her in the midst of a battle, like last time."
Captain Riprock: "Yeah, I'm about done with trying to dock ships mid-firefight."
Tal: Tal felt that sentiment on a deep level.
Admiral Ackbar: "I will leave you to it. Once you're in a secure area, please get the information to me immediately. May the Force Be With You, Hellions."
Venn: The pink haired woman flips up the screen at her station at the table. She worked under the understanding that the secure communication could not accomodate any large data, but some coordinates should be fine. "Admiral, one more matter. We made contact with a planet that I am reccomending be flagged for the highest level of quarantine the New Republic has due to Force related anomalies. A full report to follow when we a full debrief is possible."
Admiral Ackbar: "Understood, Two. Thank you for the heads up."
Venn: She fires off the alphanumeric coordinates and then nods to the war hero.
Admiral Ackbar: Unless stopped by anyone else, the Admiral ends the signal.
Venn: (GET A NEW FOB)
Kesvo: "Admiral, we're at least a week out, likely closer to two. And we'll be keeping a low profile once we're there."
"I'm not even sure we'll be in the same ship. We're gonna have to have some way to make contact with Alico."
Venn: "Get me planetside with her and I can possibly point you in a general direction."
Admiral Ackbar: "What would you suggest?"
Kesvo: "It..." she paused, casting an odd look to Venn. "...seems like we might have a method, after all," she corrected. "But let her know we're maybe two weeks out, please."
Admiral Ackbar: "I will do so."
"The sooner we receive her report, the better, however."
Kesvo: "Understood."
Rook: Rook started to interject but given Venn's power, she just nodded. better something no one else could intercept.
Admiral Ackbar: "Thank you for your work Hellions. The future of the Republic is bright with you fighting for us."
"May the Force Be With You."
GM: The transmission ends.
Rook: "And with you, Admiral." Rook says softly. He was still an amazing man.
Kesvo: Kesvo sighs. "Never simple."
Ashley: "And yet if it was, we'd probably be bored."
Kesvo: "Pfft. Not me."
Captain Riprock: "Well, it'd be boring otherwise, right?" He pats Kes's shoulder, then moves for the door after hitting the switch to un-secure the room. "Going to jot that astrogation check."
Venn: "We have all these computers and fancy doohickeys and we cant cut down that time?"
Kesvo: "Venn quit aggravating the captain."
Captain Riprock: "Just let me know where we're going." He calls over his shoulder, already moving for the bridge.
Venn: "Half a month with a prisoner sounds right buggered." she attests.
Rook: Rook sends a thumbs up after the captain, then watches Kesvo. "You mind if I check on Tane?"
Kesvo: "We can drop Tane wherever we stock up, if that's what we decide to do with him."
"You think he's going somewhere?" she asked Rook.
Tal: "So...where are heading for the refuel?" Tal asked.
Venn: (Ashley is the co pilot so GO DO IT)
Ashley: (he gonna!!)
Kesvo: "We need to decide." Kesvo pulls up the charts on the big table.
Rook: "He's a puzzle to me. I can't reconcile what we saw of the dead folks he left in his wake, with how IL0M sees him. Makes me curious. i suspect there's more to the story."
Kesvo: "His story can wait until we've figured out more of our story," Kesvo murmured, flicking through the charts, looking for Nathema.
"Where the devil are we...'
GM: Nathema is on no charts - however your current location places you not far from Zygerria!
Ashley: The Pantoran actually follows the Captain out because, damnit, he's co-pilot and ... he actually likes being able to help fly a spaceship okay.
... and yes, Raider went with him. Though he did give Janix a rather long, lingering look.
Kesvo: "Ash, I need you in here for this," she says, when the Pantoran gets up to leave.
Ashley: "So close," he mutters, and spins on his heel. "Sure, what's up?" The nexu kitten ends up sitting and staring at Janix.
Rook: Rook shrugged. "Zygerria's close, and would help frame the right people, but it'll be horrid and we're likely to be overcharged for everything. and if I see any Mando's enslaved, from any Clan, I'm going to insist on freeing them."
Kesvo: "Zygerria isn't far. Cantonica. There are routes going past Ord Mantell. could even make a case for Coruscant."
Janix: Janix looks at the Nexu but looks away. Out of the corner of her eye, she watches, unsettled but not going to show that to a predator. Perhaps Rook has more Nexu treats...
Kesvo: "I don't particularly wanna show our faces around Zygerria if we're about to frame them for something," she pointed out.
Venn: "Cantonica is a world full of posh rich gamblers and war profiteers."
"The capital city at least. But it is civilized, but if you get turned off by the excess of the wealthy..."
N1-TR0: "Observation: The wealthy should have a vibrant black market in the area!"
Tal: "Cantonica or Coruscant is my vote." Tal said.
Kesvo: "Cantonica?" she asks, looking around to those who hadn't spoken up.
Janix: "I am happy with whatever the team decides." Janix says without voting.
Kesvo: "Yeah, you only get a few more of those," she murmurs after Janix.
Venn: "I've only heard the stories from someone. By what I've heard, it tracks with Nitro's observation... its definitely a haven for war profiteers, so that may mean a good black market scene."
Janix: "I don't know the other world," she offers. "But I have been to Coruscant."
Venn: "Its going to be posh and full of stuffy bellends with shady wealth and appetites."
Rook: Rook leans over to Janix, and says encouragingly, "It's ok. She likes ideas, and she's not shy about saying no." seeing Raider watching Janix, she grins brightly and says, "I think he likes you. Want to feed him a treat?"
Kesvo: "Sounds exploitable to me."
Venn: "Kamcakes may find it enjoyable!"
Kesvo: "Rook."
"Cantonica?"
"Ash."
"Cantonica?"
Rook: "Sounds good to me, I like Black markets."
Ashley: "I don't really have an opinion, only that it's along the way and we're able to get what we need to do done." Was this why Kesvo called him back?
Rook: "Lots of schematics!"
Janix: Janix weakly smiles at Rook. "Maybe you should feed it."
Rook: Rook happily does feed the baby nexu, murmuring to him how cutely vicious he is.
Kesvo: "Cantonica it is. Keep in mind that Aris Outpost is a ways out. If we're going to hire a crew to take the fall for the job, we need to decide if we're recruiting them here or going to try our luck on the outpost.'
Tal: Tal is convinced that Rook's sense of self-preservation was not issued with her armor.
Kesvo: "Also, if we want to frame the Zygerians for their hiring, we'll need to figure out what we're going to need for that before we leave populated space."
Ashley: He glanced towards Raider and then to Janix as Rook fed the nexu a treat. "I think it's just because of your appearance. I was the only blue individual on board for a while." Leaving out Kesvo's tendency to change skintone any time she needed to. "... which means Rook is likely right and he does like you." Maybe.
Venn: "Skipper has his list of ne'er do wells that might work."
Tal: "Also...if we try to frame the Zygerrians, they might decide to use that moment to call in their favor with Clan Awaud." Tal mentioned.
"I think finding an unrelated group of patsies is better, like the Captain and Venn have said."
Ashley: "What Venn said as well as putting out feelers for anyone that might have a grudge we can take advantage of. If they've already made attempts, or a name, then it's something we can use to our advantage."
Kesvo: "That's right," she recalls, at Venn's mention. "But because someone flustered him, he's now standing at the helm before he knows where we're going, instead of being in here, giving his input."
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Janix: "Hm," Janix said to Ashely at the explanation. "That seems logical. Perhaps if Rook keeps up with the treats the Nexu will prefer her over me." While she didn't say it, there was something about how the Hapan didn't want to interact with the young beast.
Kesvo: "We need two fall guys," Kes reminded Tal. "The first will be the ground-level grunts that actually go into the facility with us. The second will be the larger organization we paint a money trail to, so that when the FO starts investigating, they won't know who really sponsored the attack."
Venn: "I fluster everyone. I cannot apologize for that." she retorts to Kesvo.
Kesvo: "Whoever that second outfit is, they're going to draw unwanted attention, but if the rest of the plan goes as hoped, the FO will be dealing with significant losses before they have a whole lot of time to do anything about it."
Rook: Rook looked thoughtful, eyes narrowed, considering the hyperspace routes. and Zygeria. "I think maybe the Zygerrian slave empire isn't big enough to seem credible, at this level? What's your take on it, Kesvo? Who would dare ire the First Order?"
Kesvo: "Even if they have time to do something about it, it doesn't seem like something the Zygerrians would see coming."
Rook: "So it'd be better to frame a particular somoeme. like ... make it look as if the zygerian king wanted the weapon expressly to take out his hated son and heir? then Molec has no reason to brign in clan awaud."
Kesvo: "Anyone could be tempted. This is intel that's jealously guarded, and I can think of a half-dozen factions who'd want access to research on a weapon that's reported to be able to take out entire worlds."
Rook: "Otherwise we'd need someone bigger. Like onw of the hutt cartels, or ... Whistescar, or the Zann consortium."
GM: As the Ardent Rivener begins to prepare for its jump to their next location, the Hellions strategize and plan their next moves. With their course set to oppose the First Order in earnest, they ready themselves for what is certainly to be their most harrowing mission yet...
End Session 75
