Klyn nearly kissed T3's metallic head as he freed him.
"Little one, you are an impressive lad ! I'm ashamed to have ever doubted you"

Once they are all free, they start talking about what to do next.

"I believe it's our only option. There is no other way we could even try to move here without being stopped.  With this and a bit of luck we will at least be able to free Lyla. Once she is safe, we can talk about how to get out of here without being  caught in the tractor beam again."

And he quickly begins to put the stormtrooper armor. Not used to such things, he feels a bit clumsy.

Rynn smirked at the closet. He'd have to buy the droid an oil bath for this. "We could attempt to disarm the beams... or just board a Imp shuttle leaving and stow away." He picked up one of the blaster pistols and made sure it was charged and ready to go. "Oh, and I'd like to get my stuff back. Any clue where it's being kept Tee-three?"

"We go in there guns blazing or does someone want to try to silence whoever is in there with the blade. If we go loud, things are going to get complicated for us."

The overbearing Imperial Admiral, the stormtroopers and the Interrogation droid failed utterly to intimidate Lyla or drug her. Defiantly Lyla resisted all their attempts. Admiral Grendreef, was slow to anger however. Whatever Lyla told him he nodded and accepted it "oh we haven't finished yet" he warned her. In his eyes Lyla could see he was a nasty man and his thirst to prove himself more than the lesser known officer he was strong.

He stepped away and circled the interrogation chair, Lyla could tell he was pacing behind her as his voice strayed "you will break like they all do" he warned.

---

Whilst hiding the closet the Rebels hear nothing outside and hastily begin to don the armour. The armour is awkward to wear but give them the comfort of being able to blend in. Blaster pistols also picked up it was time to decide which way to go. Thoughts of what torture their friend Lyla must be suffering lingered darkly in their minds.

OOC After such a great performance last round I'll give Lyla a free round before she gets injected again.

Those who put on stormtrooper armour will suffer -2 Armour Check Penalty on Attack rolls, Acrobatics, Climb, Endurance, Initiative, Jump, Stealth and Swim. But on the plus side will be able to move around the base much more easily.

Tera shook her head "The very first thing we need to do is to get Lyla back, regardless of the consequences. You know she'd be doing the same for us." Tera paused before putting the helmet on "You know now that I recall, I don't remember seeing any female stormtroopers. One of you is going to have to fake being one. If anyone asks, say I'm just a little short for being one."

Lyla's smile was unseen by Grendreef. So, he wanted to talk too, more than she did even. Well, they were here for an interrogation,  it didn't matter which way the questions went. She shrugged,  as much as she could under the restraints.  'Eh, maybe. But not before whatever I know is no longer useful to you. What are you planning anyway? Shouldn't you have reported this to your bosses? ' He seemed the sort to gloat and boast,  and he'd specifically ordered his crew not to inform the rest of the Imperial navy, so evidently he wanted the glory of destroying the Isis base himself.


OOC: Deception 25, tricking him into telling me all his plans.

Tera motioned to the others. "This is now a race against time. We need to free Lyla, get that medicine back and destroy any references to the rebel bases we're going to and came from. I know it sounds impossible...there aren't that many of us....but we have T3." Tera paused for a moment "T3, take us to where they're holding Lyla."

Tera did her best to look like an imperial stormtrooper in manner and demeanour as she walked along with the droid.

Rather than simply lead a squad of storm troopers through a base that they should be at least marginally familiar with T3-M8 takes some advance precautions.  Before departing the detention center a map of their most likely rout is displayed in full holographic detail to offer a unified perspective of the task.  In addition to that every data pad and com link available to the storm trooper armored infiltrators is updated with the base's layout and a data set to receive only from T3's master map as the situation evolves.  Only then does the small droid accompany the group of storm troopers on what is obviously important business.

A tall man Admiral Grendreef had to stooped to peer down at Lyla as he circled the torture chamber to face her again. He eyed the Twi'lek suspiciously but perhaps he was the type to gloat or she had been successful in tricking him to reveal his own hand "we shall let Imperial Command decide whether I have decided wisely when I destroy your rebel base. Then I shall be off this world and have the command of the Desolator permanently" the interrogation droid buzzed again as it hovered over Lyla's shoulder at a signal from Grendreef. She felt the prick of its needle and the wooziness in her head as the drugs muddle her mind "now where is the REBEL BASE?" he demanded poking her in the chest with a finger.

---

When they had the stormtrooper armour on T3-M8 projected a map of the detention area in front of them. The interrogation room was just around the corner and away from the stormtrooper checkpoint. T3-M8 also uploaded data and maps into the stormtrooper armour's integrated helmet package. The droid was as ever thoughtful and efficient. It's robotic circuits had failed to consider the fallibility of its organic counterparts. None of the crew of Alabak's Gold had any idea how to access them or the inbuilt multi-frequency traget acquisition system.

Dentention Block

OOC Lyla make another Endurance check to resist the drugs and interrogation.

In the other group I need to know who has put armour on and if anyone hasn't. Then your plan of how you will rescue Lyla. As no one has armour proficiency many of the in built systems within the helmet are inaccessible just like when Luke and Han put them on and couldn't use the comlinks in the films.

P.S. You are currently in the tiny room near the bottom, to the left of the mining area. Which I somehow failed to label when doing the map.
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This time she didn't wince as the second needle stabbed into her neck. She could feel her mind growing cloudy, confused, like with heat stroke, but she tried to pull back and let it pass, to think calmly and clearly. So, he did want to destroy the base himself. And— and what? And he hadn't told his bosses. They had something there. Something. If they could kill him. Destroy the... whatsit. The black box. No, the coordinates went somewhere else. Navigation system? Great! Now all she had to go was escape. And survive. Reed in the wind. But, wait, why... why was he interrogating her, if he already had the coordinates? For fun?

She felt loathing as he poked her in the chest. 'Uh-uh. No touching, sweetie.' she told Grendreef with a stern smile, taken back to her dancing days and touchy patrons. Though normally their positions would be reversed. 'I used to be a dancer. So how's about you sit here and I entertain? she teased with a devilish, seductive grin. 'Make you feel like a real captain?


OOC: I hope this does it: Endurance 19
09:25, Today: Lyla Rahn rolled 19 using 1d20+9. endurance.

Rolling Deception for some half-hearted seduction:
10:00, Today: Lyla Rahn rolled 11 using 1d20+8. deception.
10:00, Today: Lyla Rahn rolled 17 using 1d20+8. reroll.
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"Guns blazing it is." Rynn said, slapping his cell pack to ensure it was seated and beginning to move toward the interrogation chamber once he was outside of the room he waited until the others caught up. "Terra, you want to try to talk to the man? Or you just want me to kill him? Though killing him would make some noise."

Regardless of Admiral Grendreef's renewed attempt to break Lyla she proved too tough for the Imperial Officer. The big human hunched over her and licked his lips at her proposal. He never had an opportunity to response as the blast doors slid open to reveal three stormtroopers.

The Admiral scowled as he turned around and straightened his back "what is the meaning of this?" he demanded of the interruption.

Torture Chamber

OOC Ok combat has not be initiated yet but I prepared in case it does or you choose to go all guns blazin'


CN            F  R  W    HP   Second Wind FP DP Loc  Notes
Lyla          19 19 16  41/41  1/1  (+14)  6  3
Tera          15 19 16  36/36  1/1  (+12)  4  1      -2 atk
T3-M8         12 18 14  34/34  1/1   (+9)  5  1
Klyn          12 20 16  24/24  1/1   (+9)  5  1      -2 skills, -1 atk, +2 damage
Rynn          12 20 13  20/20  1/1  (+10)  6  2      -2 atk

Grendreef     18 18 21    0
Stormtrooper  12 16 10    0
Trooper       10 14 10    0


CN = Character Name
F = Fortitude
R = Reflex
W = Will
HP = Hit Points (Max/Current) or for GM controlled characters hits taken
Second Wind = Second Winds (Max/Current) (+Value)
FP = Force Points
DP = Destiny Points
Loc = Location on map
Notes = Notes

Posting order
Klyn 20
Lyla 19
Grendreef 16
Troopers 14
Stormtroopers 9
Tera Inkari
T3-M8
Rynn Culmar
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Lyla's eyes flicked across to the door, seeing more stormtroopers. 'Come to watch, huh? Well, aren't I popular? The more the merrier.' After all, the more of Grendreef's minions who saw her mock and humiliate him, the better. Maybe they'd lose respect for him. Maybe he'd snap and shoot her in a fit of pique. She could have her revenge from the grave. Yeah, that'd be nice.

'So, rebel base, huh?' Lyla licked her lips, swallowed, tried to clear the bad taste in her mouth. 'Well, everybody's looking for something.' she sighed. 'Who am I to disagree?' she went on, voice taking on a beat, eyes showing defiance as she answered 'Okay, you travel the worlds, and the galaxy. Coz' everybody's looking for something.' Then she sang, dancing in the interrogation chair as much as the straps would allow her.

'Some of them want to use you.
Some of them want to get used by you.
Some of them want to abuse you.
Some of them want to be abused.'

'Hey-hey-hey-hey... oh-oh-oh-ah-ooh.

'Sweet dreams are made of this.
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the worlds,
And the galaxy.
Everybody's looking for something.'

'Come on, interrogation droid, gimme a tune!'

Maybe it was just all the drugs they'd pumped into her...


OOC:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeMFqkcPYcg

My initiative probably doesn't mean much right now, but here it is.
09:39, Today: Lyla Rahn rolled 19 using 1d20+5. initiative.
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Klyn stoped for a second as the door opened.
While they expected one or two guards, they instead found themselves in another dire situation. Outnumbered by professional soldiers, wearing cumbersome armors...

At least Lyla is still alive... but apparently heavily drugged.

init 08:14, Today: Klyn Cors rolled 22 using 1d20+8. init.

Tera tried to think quickly on her feet."The prisoners have escaped from the cell block, sir. We are in the process of performing a search. We're here to request that the others present here join the search sir." she said as matter of factly as possible, hoping her bluff would work.


13:20, Today: Tera Inkari rolled 11 using 1d20+9. deception.
That's not going to do it. what is it I can spend to reroll?

Bopping up away to the tune, Lyla looked up at the Stormtrooper's words. Did she sound familiar? 'Woohoo! Yeah! Good on 'em!' she cheered, then looked from Grendreef, around the stormtroopers already here, and ending on the new one who could be Tera. 'Well, don't worry about me, I'll keep. You run along and do what you need to do.'


OOC: Does Lyla recognise Tera's voice? Perception 20.
07:57, Today: Lyla Rahn rolled 20 using 1d20+8. perception.

Cooperation: Give a +2 to Tera's Deception
07:50, Today: Lyla Rahn rolled 24 using 1d20+8. deception - cooperation.

For the moment Admiral Grendreef was no longer interested in Lyla and he ignored her singing when he might have once enjoyed it or tortured her more. He eyed the stormtroopers at the doorway suspiciously. The news that his prisoners had escaped brought a look of fury across the Admiral's face "you come to tell me that!" he was obviously angry and shocked. If the other prisoners were lost it made Lyla more precious and he would not give her up so lightly. He signalled for two of the detention guards to check out Tera's story and raise the alarm. The guards quickly rushed from the interrogation room and switched on their comlinks.

The troopers filed out of the room unsuspecting any foul play as the Rebel jumped them.

Passageway Ambush

OOC Get ready to fight, Klyn can act and we need Initiative from the rest.


CN            F  R  W    HP   Second Wind FP DP Loc  Notes
Tera          15 19 16  36/36  1/1  (+12)  4  1      -2 atk
T3-M8         12 18 14  34/34  1/1   (+9)  5  1
Klyn          12 20 16  24/24  1/1   (+9)  5  1      -2 skills, -1 atk, +2 damage
Rynn          12 20 13  20/20  1/1  (+10)  6  2      -2 atk

Trooper 1     10 14 10    0
Trooper 1     10 14 10    0


CN = Character Name
F = Fortitude
R = Reflex
W = Will
HP = Hit Points (Max/Current) or for GM controlled characters hits taken
Second Wind = Second Winds (Max/Current) (+Value)
FP = Force Points
DP = Destiny Points
Loc = Location on map
Notes = Notes

Posting order
Klyn 20
Troopers 14
Tera Inkari
T3-M8
Rynn Culmar
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As soon as the doors were closed Tera aimed her pistol and tried to shoot the guard. "I see them" she said over the comlink, hoping the ensuing confusion would explain the blaster shots to those inside the room.

19:41, Today: Tera Inkari rolled 10 using 1d20. Strike. Nope that's not going to do it.

Rynn took Tera's cue and opened fire on the imps, but the helmet he wore would take some getting used to and his shot went wide.




00C: Geezus


07:18, Today: Rynn Culmar rolled 3 using 1d20+2. Attack.

'Just can't get good service, can you?' Lyla teased Grendreef as the two Stormtroopers followed the others out. She hoped her hunch was correct. With the interruption over, she resumed her place in the song, since she could hardly stop now. She softly sang the next chorus.

'Hold your head up.
Keep your head up, movin' on.
Hold your head up, movin' on.
Keep your head up, movin' on.'

Hoping the closed door will prevent the sounds of blaster to be heard from inside, Klyn fires to take advantage of the unaware soldiers. The armor's encumbrance isn't helping but the point blank range has some effect too.

18:15, Today: Klyn Cors rolled 15,17 using d20+4,3d6+3. blaster pistol, bps, pers mod -2 armor.

Not to be left behind T3-M8 once again produces a tool arm that ends in a heavily personalized blaster pistol barrel and throws a few shots down range at the hopefully still unsuspecting storm troopers.

Surprising the guards the four stormtroopers and their droid drew their blasters and opened fire. Their companion Lyla was getting tortured and it was clearly a time to shoot first and ask questions later. In the hail of blaster bolts one of the troopers crumpled to the floor. The other looking stricken reached for his blaster.

OOC Okay Surprise Round over. Klyn and T3-M8 can act before the trooper can retaliate. Tera and Rynn roll Initiative if you beat 14 you can act as well.

Luck was apparently on their side and Klyn quickly fired another shot.

12:24, Today: Klyn Cors rolled 14,21 using d20+4,3d6+3. blaster pistol, pbs, pers mod -2 armor.

In two quick shots Klyn had incapacitated the two Imperial guards. The men lay on the rough floor, the dust began to settle and no call of alarm had been heard from the torture chamber.