1: Borbilla Production Center.   Posted by Arbiter.Group: 0
4-M-3PO
 NPC, 2 posts
Tue 17 Nov 2009
at 21:18
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
"It has been 817 standard Hapanese days, 15 hours, 37 minutes, 52 seconds since my last class 5 memory-wipe."
Jared Verik
 player, 27 posts
Tue 17 Nov 2009
at 21:20
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Jared sits back as every one discusses the new charges and mines and so one. He was never much of one to worry and he really never expected to walk out of this little hell hole with out some manner of dramatic vid worth escape any way.
Roice Delfinn
 player, 18 posts
Tue 17 Nov 2009
at 21:20
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
"Are you able to relate a spacio-record of the earlier fracas that happened on the factory floor?"

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4-M-3PO
 NPC, 3 posts
Tue 17 Nov 2009
at 21:21
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
"Affirmative, Captain Delfinn, though the ambient noise level of the factory machinery has significantly degraded any auditory--"
Roice Delfinn
 player, 19 posts
Tue 17 Nov 2009
at 21:23
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Roice waves his hand dismissively.  "Understood.  Isolate and buffer the scene."

He looks to the Tynnan.  "We'll need a holograph display."
Arbiter
 GM, 70 posts
 The whispering winds
 of Fate...
Tue 17 Nov 2009
at 21:28
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Jek nods and looks over to the wall, "Guard?"

"Aw, get it yourself, you little rodent..." the Espo mutters.

"I beg your pardon!?!" Jek splutters indignantly, having of course heard the guard's words.  "Need I remind you that as a duly appointed defender I have your Warden's agreement to complete cooperation in the completion of my case.  This includes any and all assistance I might require from prison personnel and--"

"Yeah, all right!" snaps the Espo, "I'll go see what we've got!  Sheesh!" He stomps out of the room without waiting for Jek to continue.

Smoothing his robes and sitting back down, Jek regains his professional demeanor.  "Now, while we are waiting, is there anything else we should discuss?  The hearing convenes in a little less than an hour, so we do not have much more time to dawdle."

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Bulyip
 player, 22 posts
 Fear the Bulyip!
Fri 20 Nov 2009
at 04:27
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Arbiter
 GM, 71 posts
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Fri 20 Nov 2009
at 13:07
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Shortly, the Espo returns with a box-like device, which he hands to Jek without so much as a word and goes back to his position.

The Tynnan examines the device for a moment, then nods in satisfaction.  "Yes, this will do.  Mr, Delfinn, I will require your assistance hooking your droid up to the projector."
Bulyip
 player, 23 posts
 Fear the Bulyip!
Fri 20 Nov 2009
at 14:43
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Arbiter
 GM, 72 posts
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 of Fate...
Fri 20 Nov 2009
at 16:07
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PM
Roice Delfinn
 player, 20 posts
Fri 20 Nov 2009
at 16:56
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Roice takes the projector and fiddles with its extendable cable, which he plugs into a socket on Forem's neck.

He places the projector on the table, and toggles it on.

"Display sequence," he commands Forem.
Garret Haskel
 player, 28 posts
Fri 20 Nov 2009
at 21:45
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Garret watches the projector being set up with slight interest. Hopefully those weequays thugs would be getting their due soon.
Arbiter
 GM, 73 posts
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Sun 22 Nov 2009
at 15:50
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
The projector is hooked up and Forem plays back his recording.  Unfortunately, it's about what you'd expect given your luck to date.  While a few bits of the holo show the events of the fight, mostly what you see is Forem staring at the thug who was menacing him and other than the occasional shout all you can hear is machine noise and Forem protesting his status as a non-combatant.

"Not exactly compelling evidence," Jek mutters, deadpan.  "I am sorry, but this simply will not help your case at all.  The best I can do is try to slap charges of personal property damage on the Weequay that attacked your droid, Mr. Delfinn.  And, to make matters worse," he sighs, "I am now obligated to hand over this recording to the prosecution." He shakes his head.  "Oh well, it was worth a try."

His chronometer chimes and he glances at it.  "Well, it's time to go, gentlemen.  Remember, sit quietly and listen.  Do not speak or attempt to disrupt the proceedings or it will only make things worse."

Additional guards enter the room and prod you to your feet.  They escort you out of the visitors room and down a maze of turns to the Hearing Chambers.  You are led to your seats in front of the Tribunal's bench and told to wait for the rest of the parties involved to arrive.
Bulyip
 player, 24 posts
 Fear the Bulyip!
Sun 22 Nov 2009
at 22:05
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Getting up, and following along, Bulyip looks about quizzically as he's lead away. Asking with some quietness, "Are we going to the mines?
Arbiter
 GM, 74 posts
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 of Fate...
Sun 22 Nov 2009
at 23:36
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PM
Arbiter
 GM, 75 posts
 The whispering winds
 of Fate...
Tue 24 Nov 2009
at 18:55
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
The Prosecutor--a dour, drab-suited human whose gray hair matches his demeanor--enters carrying several sheafs of hardcopy and a case that he sets down on the desk in front of him.  The three Magistrates that make up the facility's Tribunal enter without ceremony and seat themselves behind the bench at the head of the room.

The one in the middle, a Duros, sighs and says, "All right, can we get this over with?  I have lunch with the Junior Vice Prex of Finances and I don't want to keep her waiting."

"One moment, please, Magistrate," Jek says, looking around and rifling through his papers.  "The Accused aren't all present yet."

Almost immediately after he says that a pair of guards lead in Jox, the Weequay ringleader, in shackles.  The big thug looks angry to the point of murder but the blaster rifle planted firmly in his back is obviously keeping him on his best behavior.  The guards seat him at the end of the row of chairs the rest of you occupy, right next to Haskel.

"All you are dead," he spits under his breath, glaring at each of you in turn.

"All right, enough chatter," says the leftmost Magistrate, a middle-aged woman of indeterminate near-human species.  "Councilor Herris," she nods at the Prosecutor, "state the charges."

"Yes, Magistrate," Herris says in a voice virtually devoid of life.  He begins reading off from the papers he holds in his hands, documenting the events of the brawl the previous night and the list of charges being brought against you for participating in it.  After he finishes, the middle Magistrate looks to Jek.  "Councilor Jek, do you have anything to add?"

"Only that my clients protest their innocence; all my clients." He nods pointedly at Jox, who sits silently, with an expression of hostile defiance on his face.

"Yes, imagine that...  Innocent the whole bunch..." deadpans the Magistrate on the right, an older male human with short gray hair and dark brown skin.  All three judges chuckle and Herris cracks a wan smirk.  "While I'm sure nobody here thinks they did anything wrong," the Magistrate continues, "the very fact that all of you violated the trust placed in you by the Borbilla management is enough to warrant punishment.  Night Shift is a highly sought after privilege.  It allows inmates to shorten their sentences and pay off their debts to the State early and there are many more deserving beings who would not use the time to engage in such behavior."

"Furthermore," chimes in the left Magistrate, "The Warden has made it very clear that he wants this inter-Union squabbling to cease.  To have members of the Weequay Society of Workers get into a fight with member of the..." she pauses to glance down at a sheet in front of her, "The Fraternal Brotherhood of Space--honestly, the names get more ridiculous every year...  Regardless, to have two Unions engage in open warfare on the factory floor is simply unacceptable!  And I would like to--"

"They started it!" Jox bellows, lunging to his feet.  The Espos flanking him rushed to grab and restrain him.  "We didn't do nuthin'!  It was all them Spacers!  They threw the first punch!  And that damn crazy they got with 'em just about cracked one a' my boy's heads clean in half!  I ain't done nuthin' and I don't belong here!" Finally, the Espos are able to wrestle the burly Jox back into his seat and one of them literally shoves his blaster barrel up the thug's nose and growls, "Try that again, please."

"Enough!" shouts the middle Magistrate.  "This ridiculous circus ends right now.  We will retire to chambers to discuss your sentencing.  In the meantime, the guards have permission to stun anyone who feels the need to have any more little outbursts." Without another word, the three Magistrates stand and leave the room.

Jek shakes his head and sighs, "That did not go at all well..."

"I'll be surprised if your clients ever see the light of day again," Herris says, somehow managing to sound utterly monotone yet snide at the same time.  The Prosecutor gathers his case and papers and leaves the room.

Turning to look at you, Jek sighs again, "He is correct, you know.  This will not go in your favor."

"Why am I here!?!" Jox snarls, his voice nasal and clogged sounding because of the rifle barrel in his nostril.

"Guard, stop that!" Jek snaps and the Espo reluctantly backs off but keeps his rifle trained on the Weequay.  "You're here, Mr. Jox, because the Warden wants to send a message to the Unions.  As head of the Weequay Society of Workers you are responsible for any misdeeds they get involved in."

"Well then why ain't Vertul here?  She's in charge of th' Spacers, so ain't it her fault?" Jox practically whines.

"Vertul wasn't charged," Jek replies simply.  "I only deal with the case as it's presented to me."

"Set up!" Jox exclaims, struggling against his restraints.  "Them Espos, they paid me in spice to start that fight and--" he lunges to his feet again and immediately catches a stun bolt between the eyes.  He doesn't even groan as he hits the floor.

Jek just sighs and shakes his head.

OOC: Okay, you guys can post now. ;)
Roice Delfinn
 player, 21 posts
Tue 24 Nov 2009
at 19:22
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Confused, Roice shakes his head.  "What is all this talk about unions?  I'm not in the Spacer Union."
Arbiter
 GM, 76 posts
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Tue 24 Nov 2009
at 19:24
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
"Oh?" Jek says.  He rifles through his notes, then shrugs.  "Well, that is a minor technicality.  You got lumped in with everyone else, I suppose."
Roice Delfinn
 player, 22 posts
Tue 24 Nov 2009
at 20:43
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Roice throws a glance at the others.  "Um...  Would it make a difference?"
Arbiter
 GM, 77 posts
 The whispering winds
 of Fate...
Tue 24 Nov 2009
at 20:54
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
"Not as such," Jek shrugs.  "You were still implicated in the fight as a de facto member of the Fraternal Brotherhood by alliance if not in actual fact of loyalty pledge.  In the eyes of the law you were acting as a Spacer at the time of your arrest.  The rest is just semantics--which, I assure you will not provide any loopholes or escape clauses.  Not with those three on the bench." He jerks his chin towards the empty Tribunal seats.  "You were all sent before these particular Magistrates to be dealt with, not to engage in legal legerdemain.  Trying to 'play the angles' will only make it worse for you."
Bulyip
 player, 26 posts
 Fear the Bulyip!
Wed 25 Nov 2009
at 17:00
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
With nervous twitching, and frightened by Jox's outbursts, Bulyip looked just as afraid of being grabbed by Jox as he was being blasted by the guards. Very much relieved when the big weequay is put down, he asks, "Is he...dead?"
A'den Nuhaatyc
 player, 20 posts
Wed 25 Nov 2009
at 18:15
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
"No....unfortunately."
A'den shakes his head and grimaces, "Yeah, this all was a setup,....but why?"
Jared Verik
 player, 28 posts
Wed 25 Nov 2009
at 18:56
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Jared snorts a bit " Doubtful, but it would serve the half wit right if he was. what did the moron expect from guards who would pay him off to start a fight like that. what ever, I'm taking a nap. some one wake me when the hanging judges come back."
Roice Delfinn
 player, 24 posts
Wed 25 Nov 2009
at 19:09
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
Roice eyes the unconscious Weequay suspiciously.

"Attorney Jek, do you know what Jox's career was prior to his time here at the factory?"
Arbiter
 GM, 80 posts
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Fri 27 Nov 2009
at 20:05
Re: 1: Borbilla Production Center
The Tynnan doesn't look up from his paperwork as he mutters, "Small time crook, hired muscle.  I believe he was sent to Borbilla for his part in defacing Imperial property.  About what you would expect, really."

Any further discussion is cut short by the return of the Magistrates, followed shortly by Prosecutor Herris resuming his seat.

The Duros clears his throat and glares sourly at you, an expression matched by his co-Magistrates.  "It is the opinion of this Tribunal that you are all guilty of actions unbefitting your Trustie status.  As such, the sentence is hard labor in the Mines.  Sentences will vary for each of you, but none of you should expect to see the sunlight for at least three months."

"Councilor Jek," continues the near-human Magistrate, "The evidence you presented the Court was vital to our deliberation.  Thank you for providing video recordings of the fight."

Jek nods and replies, "It was my pleasure, your Honor.  I am only sorry that the evidence incriminated my clients instead of exonerating them."

"Oh, there was more than enough circumstantial and eye witness testimony for that," she replies.  "The video was simply the icing on the cake."

"That being said," interrupts the Duros Magistrate, glancing down at this wrist chonor, "Let's wrap this up.  Sentence is decided, prisoners are to be escorted to the Mines immediately."

The three Magistrates get up.  Jek and Herris quickly rise as well.  "Once the Weequay wakes up, somebody please tell him what happened..." the Duros mutters as the Magistrates leave the room.

Herris leaves without a word, exiting though the chamber's double-doors.  A squad of Espos enter after he leaves, obviously coming to take you all to your new accommodations.

As he packs up his paperwork, Jek says, simply, "I'm sorry I couldn't do more.  Some of you didn't deserve so harsh a sentence.  Good luck." He shuffles out of the chamber as the Espos slap binders on you and shove you into line.

You're marched out a smaller side-door of the Tribunal chamber and guided to a large service elevator.  "All aboard," sneers one of the Espos, prodding Volg roughly in the back with his rifle.

As you're all forced onto the elevator, Forem forlornly says to Roice, "Your mother is going to deprogram me when she finds out about this."

With an ominous grinding clank, the elevator's door slams shut and lurches downward into the depths...

END PART 1