Inside the crate is boxes of frozen ground caf. It is both harmless and unharmed.

"Food, medical supplies, useful parts, weapons, things like that." Jess scampered from crate to crate in her search, asking F3 to have the cargo droids to convey them back to the freighter as they were found.

In the small crates it would appear that there is nothing but freeze-dried caf, and lots of it. The large container seems to hold field rations, of the sort guaranteed to sustain life and block up your digestion.

"This one," Jess tapped the rations crate, "F3, can you get our new helpers moving this to the airlock please?"

As much as F3-3T wished to retrieve contraband he understood their fledging rebellion depended on the ability to have a barter resource that was of high demand easy to use and useful at the same time to their cause hurt their enemy bot to have and was easy to buy and sell thing s with. Medicine was the bands best bet, with a twirl and a series of estatic beeps the droid jacked in and led them through the series of holds electronically to the cargo sending the series of less programmed and destinied droids to load the cargo. He would have to save the perfume for a later date and doubted he or his medical droid femme fatale would ever be inhabced with olfactory sensory units so the perfume would be redundant to his own selfish goals. “Beepbedebeeeep!!!

03:10, Today: F3-3T rolled 4 successes using the Star Wars Edge of the Empire with a dice pool of 2A 2P 2D.  Slicing into Medicine hold then munitions

While F3 works on the door, Seku move to the loader droids. "You will grab those containers and follow me to the airlock." She indicates inside the transparasteel door.

There is a moment when the security system beeps, but the door does not open, when it seems like things might be going wrong. Then with a little elbow grease, you are able to pull it open. It seems that this door does not work particularly well at low temperatures.

Once you are inside, you are able to find a wide variety of crates, boxes, cylinders, and portable Refrigeration units. These all have different Medical supplies, tools, and equipment. You direct the ASP droids to begin bringing it to the Docking Bay. They're far too stupid and single-minded to question that instruction. However, you do have to redirect them to use the load-lifters, because they initially try to carry the supplies armload-by-armload.

Remembering the information you uncovered from the redacted manifest, you carefully search until you find the unlabelled container. It is a vacuum-sealed container with biohazard warning signs, hardly bigger than a Tatooine hubba gourd. With the twist of a dial the container goes from opaque to transparent, while still being sealed. A dozen glass ampules sit suspended in colloid.

 A thick sheaf of paper is attached to the side of the container. It is a scientific summary of "Compound NC-17." Although written in Basic, the language is so obtuse that it is hard to make out any useful information.

Medicine 2D or Education 1D. threats represent extra time taken to read it.

Soon a large amount of medical supplies will be put aboard your ship. It will take some time for the ASPs to finish their work, so the team has more time to explore the ship and choose other goods to confiscate.

Seku slips into the room behind the loaders after they have begun moving the supplies and picks up the box. She moves out of the way and begins to read the description. "Now this seems interesting. Wrarcore, what do you know about compound NC-17?" She asks her question a little absent mindedly to leave an opportunity for Jess to coax more information out of the Gotal.

Seku Bondara rolled 2 successes, 2 advantages using the Star Wars Edge of the Empire with a dice pool of 3A 1D. Education to understand label.

Jessica dashed from crate to cylinder, reading labels, looking for the most useful and valuable for the cargo droids to begin moving.

19:47, Today: Jess (Jessica) Swanhill rolled 4 successes using the Star Wars Edge of the Empire with a dice pool of 2a 1d.  read label .

The compound is a new one, according to the document. You have not heard of it before, at least under this name.

The first section is a high - level summary of the test results. The substance was tested thoroughly, and found to have no known medical function. It is toxic when injected, especially to the brain or blood. It is a neurotoxin, causing death to the brain of most species. It is substantially less effective when injested or inhaled, but in a high concentration it can also be poisonous.

If injected to the heart, brain, or spine, death will occur in a minute or less. The first sign is a severe, painful seizure, followed by respiratory failure. It is believed that the subjects experience hallucinations prior to this, but the data was inconclusive.

According to the data, the amount you have here is sufficient to kill a few dozen people if used correctly. You are slightly sickened to see that more than a hundred sentients were killed to test NC-17.

"Something for the doctors back on the base to figure out?" Victor asks Jess while standing behind her, glancing at the label.

Victor continues around looking at boxes and crates, trying to find something more interesting than frozen caff.

15:05, Today: Victor Zakharo rolled 1 success, 3 threats using the Star Wars Edge of the Empire with a dice pool of 3d 2a ((5(D), 5(D), 7(D), 6(A), 2(A))).

[Private to GM: I gave it 3d. Anything restricted or weapon related would be interesting to Victor.]
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Seku's nose wrinkles in disgust as she reads through the notes. "Personally, I think it sounds like it would be the perfect thing to inject into the neck of an Imperial functionary. Maybe one who signed off on a program to kill hundreds of people to test a neurotoxin." Her tone is bitter as she turns the dial to make the container opaque again and tucks it under her arm.

Straightening up, she marches for the exit to the cargo pod; weaving her way through the loader droids as she does. "I think the droids have loading the medicine handled. Let's see if we can find the cargo pod that has those weapons in it. It's probably at least worth taking a look at what's in there don't you think?" She leads the way out into the ring corridor and towards another cargo pod entrance.

This report appears to have been generated by the Corporate Sector rather than the Empire. Apparently they were experimenting with the drug for medical purposes, couldn't find one, and moved on to testing it as a poison.

Victor is looking over the containers of caf, trying to decide which one to open. He sees a detail that catches his eye. One of the containers has a symbol carved into it. Plenty of boxes have scratches, but this one is so deliberate that it gives him pause. He opens it, finding that it was not sealed. It is empty - of caf. Inside is a note written on a small piece of flimsy.

Vials were not stowed properly - one was broken. Stored in my quarters until touchdown.

Victor looks inside carefully and sees a small amount of broken glass. He collects one of the rounded pieces and sees that there is a small amount of soft, glittering dust on it. Spice.

Jess kept an eye on the corridor and their escape route, her blaster out but raised to the ceiling to avoid a mistaken shot.

Beta team takes the circular hallway around the ship from Cargo Pod 4 to Cargo Pod 8. You pass several other cargo pods on the way. They are locked already. The holocams in the hallway hang overhead in their smoked glass domes. You also pass the Engineering section, which is locked down as well.

Finally you reach Pod 8, which is not far down the hall from the docking bay. You watch the ASPs handle their loadlifters on the way to deposit your commandeered medical supplies on your ship.

The door to Pod 8 is, predictably, locked.

2D Computers.

Jennifer punched in a sequence on the pad to the pod, while glancing towards their escape route. "I have a bad feeling about this, so everyone please hurry." As the door slid open, she went back to her impromptu post of watching the way out.

09:51, Today: Jess (Jessica) Swanhill rolled 2 successes, 1 advantage using the Star Wars Edge of the Empire with a dice pool of 2a 1d.  computers.

The door pops and slides open without a fuss. You cautiously enter the cargo pod.

The cargo pod is filled with crates, neatly piled and strapped into place with webbing. There are two colours of crates, which are intermingled a little bit but mostly are piled on one side or the other of the cargo pod. The dun colored crates are all the size, about a meter tall and wide, and about a meter and a half long. Although they are all the same size, their labels are very different. Each of them indicates, in addition to a long serial number and some other codes, that they belong to a model of droid.

The other type of crate are matte black, and come in many different sizes. Some are to meters squared, While others are only the length of your forearm. They all have labels, but no intelligible information is provided. It's all codes and serial numbers.

Behind you, out in the hallway, you hear the general labor droids heading back towards pod 4 to collect another round of supplies.

After finding the note, Victor goes to find Wrarcore. "Who wrote this note and do you know anything about it?" he asks him promptly.

"Zev! It might be a good idea to get back to the ship in case we need to go quickly!" The blonde shouted through the bay.

Wrarcore puts on a sabacc face. Aside from him wincing in the presence of the droids, he is blank of emotions.

"I have no knowledge of this note or its import. You know as much as I."

cool or discipline or deception 3c if you wish to try to catch him in a lie.

"You haven't spent nearly the time I have at sabaac tables Wracore. Now what's the truth?" Jess looked at him penetratingly.

20:56, Today: Jess (Jessica) Swanhill rolled 4 successes, 1 threat using the Star Wars Edge of the Empire with a dice pool of 3a 1p 3c.  catch a lie. (using cool)

While Jess and Victor try to get more information out of Wrarcore, Seku begins to take a look at the matte black crates. She starts by trying to open some of the smaller ones.

Wrarcore recoils from Jess' gaze. He puts up his hands as if to defend himself.

" all right, fine. I was not involved myself, but I think some of my fellow officers were using this opportunity to sell some restricted commodities. I don't know who, but if it really is them, the spice is probably in their quarters. That is where we met."

Seku opens one of the crates and finds disassembled blaster parts. In another one, she finds charged Blaster packs. Then disassembled armor, and then components of explosive mines. It seems clear that there is a variety of military grade weaponry here, that would only require an armorer to be ready to equip a small army.

"I'm gonna check it out. Jess, can you stay to guard this one?" he asks Jess.

[Private to GM: Some kind of search check? Skulduggery? ]

Seku grins. "Oh, this stuff is good. We're going to want some of this." She heads back out into the corridor and runs after the loader droids as they March back to wards the medical storage room. She catches the last two in line. "Hey you two, stop. Follow me, I've got something else for you to load." She leads them back to the weapon pod and orders them to start loading the black crates. While they work she investigates the dun colored crates to see what they have inside.
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