Chapter 1: The Achademy
The halls aren't quite choked with confused prisoners, but there's plenty along the way. Apparently all the doors unlocked on their own. Most recognize something different about Derlin and his crazy bloodied smile convinces them to fall in behind him. Rodger seems to recognize some of the prisoners and calls them by name and rank with a salute, but none of them recognize him.
Eventually the great outdoors is discovered past a pair of wide open blast doors flanked by a pair of disabled security droids. Just outside the doors is a small group of unsavory looking armed escapees busting open crates full of weapons.
"Ugh! These are all just stun weapons!" a thugish looking man complains.
"Don't look a gift horse in the mouth," a much more grizzeled man answers, eyeing the weapon in his hands.
He takes a look at the latest escapees arriving and doesn't seem at all hostile, if a bit suspicious.
"Gotta say though, this is awfully 'convenient.' Crates full of stun weapons just laying here at the exit after that big-mouth boasted he could hack the security system never to be seen again. I get the feeling this is some kinda setup."
Major Derlin chuckles and answers, "Would you prefer a much less suspicious firing squad? Whatever twisted target practice they're using us for, at least this way we've got a fighting chance."
"Something familiar about... You're the Rebel I was supposed to meet up with, aren't you? Captain Red Hand at yer service. And this be me crew."