Action Thread: Episode I

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On board the Imperial Victory class Star Destroyer Subjugator; a group of Rebels taking advantage of a power outage are attempting to break out of their cells and escape the vessel. The problem; a group of four Imperial Naval Troopers whom they have to get past first to do so....

Caius lurches towards the Imperial Guard attempting to point a Blaster pistol his way and just barely manages to force the barrel of the weapon away from him as the Guard's finger pulls the trigger and sends a stun blast harmlessly into the bulkhead of the ship. The Guard DOES manage to shake off Caius' grip though; and then physically push him back with a lowered shoulder so that Caius ends up back against the wall. The situation does not look good for the former pirate....

Borsk La'Reth maintains his concentration and FEELS the connection with the Force and himself strong enough to maintain his Telekinetic hold on the Imperial Guard's blaster and keep it pointed away from his companions and him. A revived Terra suddenly enters his peripheral vision and moves over towards the Trooper and launches a vicious kick to the man's groin. With a groan; the man collapses to the deck; his grip on his blaster broken; and the weapon remains hovering about a meter and a half above the floor....

'Lord' Mattel sees his man blinking away stars and shaking his head as he uses the wall to lean back against and attempt to snap out of his dazed state. He goes to pick up the man's dropped Blaster; but right before his reaches the weapon; it is snatched up by Zeke; who uses it to cut loose a point-blank shot at the final guard; drilling him with a stun bolt at a range of maybe half a meter. The Imperial is slammed back against the bulkhead; and 'oozes' down the wall; unconscious. Mattel's eyes snap back to his opponent; who is now looking back and forth at Zeke and 'Lord' with a wide-eyed look of fear and desperation. The former Bounty Hunter sees the decision made in the Imperial's mind and KNOWS the Guard is gonna make a desperate attempt to grapple with him; just as the Trooper's muscles bunch up and he springs forward....

[angelicdoctor]

Assuming that this is cool with max_vale...

La'Reth, with his right arm outstretched and with an open palm facing the blaster begins to move the blaster towards his female companion. He attempts to move it close enough to be within easy reach for the beleaguered pilot. At the last moment, he attempts eye contact with Terra and calls out to her, "Catch!" Borsk releases the blaster from his telekinetic hold on it.

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Caius ducks and weaves away from the last Imperial Guard carrying a Blaster; making the man attempt to track him with his weapon and ensuring that he never sees the stun blast fired from Zeke slam into his back and drop him like a felled tree to the deck....

'Lord' Mattel sees his man springing forward with his arms outstretched and deftly side-steps and lands a quick right hook to his jaw; watching with satisfaction as the man falls to the deck with bloody spittle flying out of his mouth and not getting up after hitting the ground...

Borsk La'Reth concentrates and gently 'floats' the blaster pistol over to the outstretched hand of Terra Shardhopper; who takes hold of the weapon and points it towards the last conscious Imperial; who shakily gets to his feet; his eyes wide with fear and disbelief at the sight of the weapon moving through the air into the Rebel woman's hand. On wobbly legs; he turns and attempts to run out of the area lit by the dropped glowrods down the hall of the Detention Block....

[angelicdoctor]

The Bothan's ebony and white fur ripples in a relaxed wave of emotion as he lets out a slow breath as if he had just run five miles around the Bothawui capital city's gymnasium track. Regaining his composure he reviews the state of the current environment he and his recently self-liberated companions find themselves in.

We should leave and with great haste.

[WarGrunte]

Zeke aims down the hall, looking down his blaster's sights before squeezing off a shot at the fleeing guard. "I got to agree with the Bothan on this one. Though I say we search the bodies first to grab stuff we might need, and to make sure that these men do not get up and alert the others."

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The fleeing guard does his best to limp down the hall of the Detention Block and a near-miss of a shot by Caius illuminates the area momentarily; allowing both Zeke and Mattel to drill him with a pair of Stun Blast that drive the last conscious guard to the deck where he doesn't move.

Terra frowns a bit as her chance to take a shot with the Blaster the Bothan just 'levitated' over to her is taken away; but then the Pilot just shrugs and turns back to the others.

A quick search of the downed guards reveals that in addition to the quartet of Blaster Pistols; the Guards were carrying a pair of Glowrods and not much else of use. The Rebels had learned enough in Alliance Basic Training that the guards' rank symbols showed them to be low-ranking Enlisted guards in the Imperial Navy.

A scream of pain from a familiar sounding voice echoes down the hall to the Rebels' right; it's definitely from Walex Blissex....

[Corsair]

"This way!" says Terra, taking off down the corridor towards the sound of the scream with her newfound blaster in hand.

[NJWilliam]

Caius takes off after Terra, blaster pistol in hand, and watching and listening for any signs of other patrols.

[Vargr1105]

Lord helps himself to one of the stun blasters and twirls it in his hand with dexterous expertise.

"Only puts'em to sleep instead of opening big holes on'em. Not as good as the real thing...but what the heck."

When the scream is heard he goes "What was that?" before following Terra to its source.

[WarGrunte]

Zeke easily flips the switch on his blaster, turning it back into a deadly weapon. "Well Lord, if you look at the side of the blaster, there is a little cubby that holds the switch. It is easy to miss if you are not used to wielding imperial pistols. At least the ones that they give to welps like those four." Zeke calls out to him as he follows the group towards the noise. It was as good as any place to head it seemed, since it gives a small hope of finishing the contract.

[angelicdoctor]

"This way!" says Terra, taking off down the corridor towards the sound of the scream with her newfound blaster in hand.

"Wait!" La'Reth's fur ripples rapidly with anxiety for his female human companion and mutters more to himself than anyone else in frustration, "Always on the move..." The Bothan follows the impulsive pilot more out of a concern for her safety than for the discovery of the source for the scream.

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The footfalls echo throughout the detention block as the five newly escaped Rebels race towards the sound of the scream. Terra had picked up one of the glowrods; while Caius had grabbed the other. As they reach the source of the scream; Terra's glowrod reveals an open cell; its dark interior exposed to the empty hall.

Inside; slumped across the bench on the far wall is Walex Blissex. In the glowrod's illumination he appears unconscious and ragged. Caius takes up a position right outside the room; watching for any signs of approaching danger while the others move into the cell to examine Blissex. Suddenly the unmistakable hum of a repulsorlift generator can be heard as a roughly 1 meter square spherical Droid rises from a dark corner. Shining black; the globe-shaped Droid quickly advances upon the Rebels; its three appendages tipped with delicate instruments poking forward menacingly. These arms include a hypodermic needle, a white-hot cauterizer and a scalpel....

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Inside the cramped Detention Cell; the band of Rebels are suddenly attacked by the multi-armed Interrogator Droid....

Caius, the former Pirate, reacts quickly with a hasty shot with his Blaster Pistol that slices off a chunk of metal from the Droid's spherical body and leaves black smoke pouring out of the machine; though it continues forwards and utilizes its mechancial arms; tipped with different instruments to attack 3 of the Rebels....

Borsk La'Reth feels his concentration and connection with the Force momentarily broken as a white-hot cauterizer touches his fur and burns hot enough to cause him to hiss in pain before his utilization of the Force allows him to 'shove' the Droid back a step; though not before its other arms also lash out at his companions....

'Lord' Mattel feels the quick, sharp pain of the hypo injecting some kind of fluid into his arm from the needle-tipped arm of the Droid a moment before a wave of firey agony sweeps over his body. An involuntary scream of pain tears free from his lungs as he staggers back; his muscles spasming and his plan to fire his Blaster at the Droid forgotten for the moment....

Zeke's eyes widen as the Interrogator Droid's last arm; tipped with an undoubtedly razor sharp scalpel sweeps mere milimeters over his extended arm and hand holding the Blaster Pistol. The Smuggler isn't sure if his quick movements are what saved him from a slice; or if the Droid was distracted by his fellow Rebels' actions. He didn't care to dwell on it though; and he pulled the trigger of his Blaster Pistol; slamming a bolt right into the center mass of the Droid.

The Droid seemed to fall into a thousand pieces all at once as the Blaster Bolt tore through it; with only a few of the central, most intact pieces remaining floating upright in La'Reth's telekenetic grip.

Meanwhile; Terra moved over to Walex Blissex; and quickly determined that the old Engineer was alive and currently in a state of twitching, semi-concsciousness. His eyes were open, but certainly not seeing anything at the moment, while he babbled his daughter's name, over and over; "Lira......Lira......" The Pilot couldn't see any major injuries on the man; but his arms had small needle puncture marks; and what looked like slices that had been cauterized.

A strange stillness seemed to come over the room for a moment; and then the Rebels all looked at one another and Blissex and the bits and pieces of the destroyed Interrogator Droid; as Mattel slowly got to his feet; the pain fading fast, but still a bit twitchy on the nerves; and a slight smell of Burnt fur lingering in the room.....

[NJWilliam]

Caius sorts through the remnants of the droid, looking for the remains of the scalpel or some other serviceable cutting edge . . . just in case. If anything else appears of use, including a syringe or it's contents, he'll grab that as well.

[Vargr1105]

"[BLEEP]!" curses Lord while he rubs his arm where the droid injected him, "That freakin' hurt!"

Making his way down to the torture victim they just saved he asks Terra: "How's the old timer doing?"

[Corsair]

"Still alive," replies the pilot. "Keeps asking for Lira. He's been poorly used," she adds, as if his physical appearance wasn't testement enough to the fact. "We need something to carry him on. An anti-grav pallet or something. Can anyone take a quick look around to see if they can spot something we can use? Otherwise we're going to have to haul him by hand, and that's going to slow us down."

[Vargr1105]

Lord begins searching the room to see if there's some equipment around that could make the old man portable.

[angelicdoctor]

"Still alive," replies the pilot. "Keeps asking for Lira. He's been poorly used," she adds, as if his physical appearance wasn't testement enough to the fact. "We need something to carry him on. An anti-grav pallet or something. Can anyone take a quick look around to see if they can spot something we can use? Otherwise we're going to have to haul him by hand, and that's going to slow us down."

Still smarting from the graze, the Bothan force sensitive recalls his relaxation techniques taught to him by his wizened master and quickly regains composure. Coming to the prisoner's aid, "Please allow me to tend to his wounds. I have been trained in the healing arts." La'Reth will diagnose the patient and attempt to render whatever first aid may be required.

Medicine [4d6+1] = 11

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Caius searches among the remnants of the Interrogator Droid and finds a sliver of the scalpel that could serve as a small cutting instrument, but would be quite difficult to successfully wield as a weapon*. The other parts of the Droid are just wreckage; the liquid in the injector needle arm is rapidly drying on the floor.

'Lord' Mattel shakes off the last of the lingering pain and in his serach through the room, he finds nothing that would be of any use in transporting poor Walex.

Terra and Zeke back away to give La'Resk some room to take a look at Blissex. The Bothan examines the engineer and quickly deduces that the man had no serious, lasting damage; but had been subjected to numerous painful, minor burns and injections of the nerve affecting drug; which apparently had overwhelmed his system and left him in a semi-conscious state. Borsk figures that Walex will probably come around to full consciousness and full mobilitiy in 5-10 minutes or so.


*To wield the sliver successfully in melee combat; a Melee Weapons (Skill under DEX) roll against a Difficulty of 15 (perhaps modified by a Dodging/parrying opponent) is required; if successful, a hit is scored. Damage is equal to STR +1. (It's a small sliver)

[Corsair]

Terra rises, wiping her hands on her pant legs.

"We need to keep moving," she says plainly. "Borsk, Zeke, pick up the old man. Lord, you take point. Caius, bring up the rear. Anything moves, shoot it. Let's keep an eye out for anything that can help us transport the doctor. Any questions? No? Good."

With that she moves warily out of Blissex's cell and pauses for everyone to fall in.