Totally not Skyrim [Day 0 - EE]

[Dapper Dog]

Yusandr replied, "So we break out assuming Weggs has a plan, and we make sure to take control of the transport... easy."

Weggs, the thickly build zabrak woman, shrugged and added, "Just trust me, 50% my plans work 100% of the time."

[Ru'ni Wayne]

After taking a few moments to gauge the individuals that he found himself apparently incarcerated with, Ru'ni turned to Weggs. He crossed his arms upon his chest, hands to opposing shoulders - or as best he could with his bindings - in a traditional greeting of his tribe and spoke softly.

"What can we do to help? It seems we are all in this together."

[Dove Gray]

Having retrieved the hairpins from Ria'la's hair, Dove passed them on to the Zabrak identified as Weggs.

[Mianerra Tavvos]

"Not feeling it yourself Dove?" Mia asked, watching the hairpin get passed along, "Not that it matters. I don't care how we get outta here as long as we get outta here. Last thing I need is to go to some secret torture base or whatever the Empire has come up with.

"It's kind of weird though. It's only been a few years and suddenly we have all these terrible things under this new government. Or was the galaxy always so bad?"

[Dapper Dog]

Having retrieved the hairpins from Ria'la's hair, Dove passed them on to the Zabrak identified as Weggs.

Weggs smirked as she got the hairpins and started working on her binders as she spoke, “So basically these Imperial binders are good but they have a pretty glaring fault that I pointed out to my command but was told to keep my mouth shut because these saved them about eight creds per unit which was a lot in bulk or something.”

“You find the tumblers… disrupt the magnetics and…” the binder popped off.

“Course they also check in about every ten minutes give or take, it’s randomized so hopefully I got a few minutes.”

She gestured to Verse and said, “I am going to need you to scrunch down, honey pants, there’s a panel behind you that I need to get to.”

[Sinnya]

A bluish Twi'lek kid was scrunched up in a corner of the transport with her face tucked down into her shackled hands, rubbing the spot where her right lekku met her temple. Fiery tar pits of hell, stunner headache was no joke. At least it was dark in here.

As people began moving around, Sinn lowered her hands and peeked out. "So we've ten minutes to... what? Jump them with our bare hands?" she grumbled softly from behind pointed incisors, wincing.

[Ru'ni Wayne]

"Even if that's all we have, I think it's still a better option than seeing where the end of this transport leads us." Ru'ni replied, keeping his voice low so as not to aggravate Siinya's apparent headache.

"Someone should get back to warn the tribes." He whispered even quieter, for her ears alone.

[Sinnya]

"One of them vanishing off the street should be enough warning," Sinnya muttered. One? Perhaps she wasn't including herself as someone whose disappearance would be noted.

Still, she hitched herself to a more upright seated posture, peering through slitted eyes at whatever the Zabrak was doing.

"If we can get out of this box..." she trailed off. "And if they don't blast us. And if we're not too deep in the desert to walk out..."

She had recognized the distinctive pings and pops of desert gravel dancing in the transport's repulsor field without really having to think about it.

[Ru'ni Wayne]

Ru'ni wasn't as aware of the signs of desert travel, but nodded in concession to Sinnya's points. Finding a grin as the Zabrak freed herself from the binders, Ru'ni had his hopes bolstered.

"Now what did you think was step two, sister of the forest?"

[Dove Gray]

"Fine as one can be in this pickle, hon," Dove gave Mia a brief grin but she was certainly being pensive after getting the answer that they might be heading for a rumored high-security holding.

If that place was real and not just a trap, there was someone specific there she needed to extract.

"We should probably commandeer the transport to get out of the desert. I doubt we can get to safety fast enough on foot, and if we're far enough in the desert will be a bigger problem."

[Ru'ni Wayne]

"Anyone got experience behind the wheel of something this bulky?" Runi asks the assembled in response to Dove's line of thought.

"I've never handled anything bigger than a single seater myself."

[Sinnya]

“We could make it out on foot if we had to...” Sinnya eyed Dove in the dim strip lighting, noting the improbably beautiful maybe-human’s fair skin, and revised her estimate “... probably. But if we’re spinning fairy tales about breaking out, we might as well say we’ll take the transport too. I guess.”

She jiggled her wrists uncomfortably in the binders. “Or maybe they’re just taking us to a work site, it would be easy to slip away into the desert then...” The Zabrak woman had probably foreclosed that possibility by breaking out of her own binders, though.

[Mianerra Tavvos]

"Not much of a fairy tale if it's happening already," Mia remarked to the twi'lek before giving a wink. She leaned back and began stretching out her neck. "If we're commanding this vehicle, then we're in for a scrap."

Mia pursed her lips.

"I mean commandeering."

[Qareme Torth]

"I would concern yourself with the initial part of the plan before concerning yourself with commanding, commandeering or walking" came a quiet voice from the furthest point in on the transporter. There a large woman sat, head down and eyes closed. Looking calm and unconcerned with the situation.

"You have until they come to check after all to prepare for what to do when blasters are pointed at your weaponless selves."

[Dapper Dog]

"See trust in the Force and it will get us through, possible certain death in our futures but spirits are high. One step at time, first we get free then we beat these malakas," she said quietly looking to the door.

Weggs added, "See these transports have redundant power systems but they routed main power through the backup so if we cut that connection we stall the whole thing and then the central control for the bindings should... I mean I am 70% sure, they will be disabled. Of course it also means the skiff will, uhh, have an unscheduled landing... so it could get bumpy?"

[Verse Aura]

"Huh? Oh, okay," Verse said to the request of moving over to let the woman access the panel behind her. She seemed to know what she was doing, so she was certainly inclined to let her do as she please.

There seemed to be a lot of voices going back and forth as things were starting to get interesting, too many to really pay attention to all at once so she just focused on the getting out of Weggs' way part.

[Dapper Dog]

Weggs got to work and said, “So just full disclosure this is all theoretical based on my study of the designs I have never actually done this in practice but I am 60% sure this won’t cause us to explode and if it does then I am really sorry. Otherwise brace yourselves this is going to get rough.”

“And that should do… it.”

There is a spark of electricity and a shriek of pain and then the power goes out and the prisoners can feel a brief moment of weightlessness as the transport skiff descends quickly into the dunes with a terrible crash!

On the plus side their binders are now disabled. Bad news the ship seems to be upside down.

OOC: Anyone with Resilience or Coordination 1 or higher is fine, everyone else suffers 3 strain.

[Ria'la Tu'roth]

"Better hope we're on flat ground then."

[Qareme Torth]

Qareme had gripped onto the sides as the ship crashed, keeping herself from taking a nasty bump from the landing. Carefully moving out of her seated position, she stood on what was now the floor of the ship and looked around.

"Anyone injured?"

[Dove Gray]

"Oof!" Someone landed on something soft at least. And the something was Dove. "... I've had worse. But I've seen better landings."

She didn't waste anytime getting up on her feet though as soon as the vehicle had stopped moving.


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OOC: 3 Strain suffered.

[Verse Aura]

Though she'd kind of; okay, *really*; let her training go to waste these past few years, there was enough of it still there that Verse managed to handily avoid any of the bumps and owies that came with them. She flipped in mid-air, and landed on her feet just as the binders came off.

"Wow," she said, "it worked!"

She looked around for a moment, assessing the damage, before moving toward where she thought they might've stored their gear. After all, the guards could be fine too, and if they were, they were going to come busting in here any second.

[Dapper Dog]

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And bust in they did, blasters blazing once they saw people were up and moving around a poor criminal probably no more than fifteen or more was taken out instantly as the red bolts lit into the dark chamber. There was no time to find gear this was now or never!


Yusandr reacted quickly and disarmed one with a quick grapple and then fired the blaster right into the chest and then said to the others, “The Force is with us!”

OOC: There are three more storm troopers anyone with Brawn 3+ or Agility 3+ or Brawl 1+ can engage and take out a storm trooper without harm otherwise they can still do so but will suffer 2 wounds in the process. Feel free to take out a single storm trooper.

[Verse Aura]

Verse experienced a moment of shock as the stormtroopers managed to hit someone, then moved toward them with no regard for own safety. A combination of momentum and surprising strength; given her small frame; allowed her to slam one of them to the ground with ease. Hopefully the others would take care of the rest.

[Dove Gray]

The blonde bombshell dropped on the Stormtroopers quickly, having already gotten to her feet already before blaster bolts were shooting through the air. Dove weaved between a few bolts as she lept forward, flipping over in the air as she caught one of the soldiers between her thighs, and in an acrobatic twist gave him a rough surprise in forcing him down to the ground with major neck-pain.


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OOC: Brawl 1+

[Qareme Torth]

While the smaller, more sprightly women jumped twirled and otherwise acrobatically dispatched the stormtroopers, the large Zabrak woman was more conventional. As one of the stormtroopers turned to fire, it was met with a large shadow, as Qareme brought her fist down on top of the persons head. The man (or woman, who could tell?) fell to the ground unconscious as Qareme made her way forward calmly.