Shadows of Bankor

Why do I always need to try to get back here?

Jabber does have his secret way in, but he really doesn't want to have the Imps twig to that if the Resistance is planning to use what he had sold them. Which meant trying to bluff his way through the security checkpoint again.

Get In to Hypermatter Plant-Hard Skullduggery with setback: 1eP+3eA+3eD+1eS 4 successes, 2 threat

Troopers are speeders are patrolling the area heavily and stopping any person they see for papers.

OOC: Storm trooper patrols are high here, and will provide a setback to all rolls to track down Mr. Fixit. But at least he is in.

Needing to dodge speeders to prevent a more serious look at his credentials certainly is a pain, but there's at least a start. Dapper begins to discreetly canvas the area, looking for the type of facility his guys in the street had told him about: an abandoned factory that sold retail electronics. That meant trying to recognize the areas that were less patrolled, lining up with logos of goods...right?

OOC: Perception at Average with a setback due to Empire.

Find the right abandoned plant-Average Perception with setback: 4eA+2eD+1eS 0 successes, 1 advantage


Sadly, it doesn't seem like passive observation is doing it.

Maybe I need to get my hands dirty, really hit the streets.

That would risk visibility.

He did see a road that had a bunch of dilapidated old structures. But there could be dozens of buildings there.

Jabber heads further down that road, hoping that some criminal instinct gives him insight as to where he would hide, if he was on the run.

I'd want something that had power already that I could pull off the grid...no sense in letting anyone know where I am. He would also want HoloNet access like Ms. HYDRA I bet.

OOC: Easy Perception check with a setback due to Imperial jerks.

Easy perception with setback: 4eA+1eD+1eS 4 successes


This time Jabber has better luck

He finds the place, the doors have chains on them and the windows look covered with wood and metal.

"Locks? Let's see." Jabber pulls out his lockpicks and looks to find his way through the lock.

OOC: Resilience check at Hard please or suffer 4 strain from a shock when touching the locks.

Jabber takes a shock, letting out a small yelp.

"Well I'm in the right place."

Satisfied, Jabber...knocks on the wood covered windows. "Hello there. I'm in the need of a Fixer."

A protocol droid voice called back, "Umm... oh my... there is no one inside, please leave."

"Oh my! Well...you sound like someone." Jabber chuckles. "But I suppose that came from time with Metallic Unity. You see, I'm looking for a brilliant being...one whose talents would be extremely appreciated."

"I see, well... does this brilliant sentient being have a name?" the droid responded.

"Well...and this is slightly embarrassing, because I honestly don't know this beings true name, or even preferred name, just an alias: Mr. Fixit."

"Still, I'm not one to judge. They call me Jabber...I know a thing or two of a name based on what you do."

"And why do you need Mr. Fixit?" the droid asked.

"Well, it might sound silly out loud...but a Revolution."

Jabber grins back

"If it helps we'd be stealing a lot too"

"Well that is interesting sir, but how do we know that you are not here to cash in on some foolish bounty?" the droid responded.

"That's a fair point. I could try to appeal to your higher ideals, or the fact that Metallic Union is a worhty enough cause to take a risk...but would you feel better if I provided a mutual tie?"

"I mentioned my alias...my real name is Jazziin Kineluc. Please feel free to correlate that name to bounty boards based out of Tatooine. Now, I suspect that it's small fry compared to yours...Mr. Fixit. But if I hand you over, I would be caught in the same net."

"The Coalition holds a number of beings, many of those still hunting and in hiding. Exposure works against mutual interest"

"Clever jawa," the droid responded. "You spoke of revolution?"

Jabber offers a small bow. "I try."

"But yes, a revolution. The Empire's current slaughter of minority groups, their seizure and tight control of any means of production and treatment of any non-human as a second class citizen has stirred a lot of us from apathy. Now, I'm no Republic apologist...the apartheid and imperialism long predates the Empire...but there are many groups who have found themselves on the wrong side of this new Empire. We all have many reasons, but the Coalition is a movement to provide these countless factions a way to organize and focus their efforts. In particular, Metallic Unity is one of the new additions. Droids rights in one of the many planks we are trying to build around. We also have ex-Republic and ex-CIS, who have all lost...but we need to actually begin to set up the manufacturing and supply lines to actually stand a chance. That is what brought me to you."

"Interesting, but profits trump other matters," the droid responded.

Jabber shrugs. "Like I said, we all have many reasons for joining up. "Enlightened self-interest" is what brought the Jawa coalition to the fold."

It was perhaps misleading, if true.

"The Imperials delight in smacking down anyone outside their club. And, well, to finance this little operation we've been stealing everything we could...the Vikul Trident and local museum for example. We have plenty of sites we would love to hit, and no one, no one has a leg to stand on when it comes to an accusation of lining their own pockets in the process.

Along with a pool of assets to draw upon for your operations, we can also offer a way to help you exit the bounty boards entirely. Our engineering is more than talent enough to help transfer you to a new chassis if you like. Your bounty specifies "decommissioned"...how would you enjoy not only removing that worry, but actually making credits off of it?