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Part 7 - Mission briefing. Posted by The Force. | Group: 0 |
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Haarmon Dak player, 28 posts Are you talking to me? Tue 3 May 2011 at 15:16 |
As she left he shot to his feet and tried speaking once, twice, and managed only a couple of indeterminate grunts. He then tried on a smile or two and failed at that too. There followed a full moment of very uncharacteristic silence before he managed to utter one word, "Computer" at Juragga. Nodded. And all but fled the room, on the hunt for some kind of decent network terminal. Or at least the space to take a couple of deep breaths. | |||
Juragga player, 29 posts Wookiee Warrior Bringing the Boom Tue 3 May 2011 at 19:55 |
"UuuuuuRRRUHHHmmmph," Juragga growled lightly, expressing his understanding. There was more going on with these hairless monkeys than met the eye. He only hoped his friends would make it through... all of it. | |||
The Force GM, 130 posts These aren't the dice rolls you're looking for. Fri 6 May 2011 at 06:34 |
The Quartemaster, one Darucha Kain is a short tempered man, who wants paperwork, correctly filled in, for every item, and repeats a number of times that all of the equipment must be fully accounted for upon the rebels' return from the mission. Haarmon Dak, unlike the others, is led to a place where he can use the best computer on Defiance Base to search for intel on the mission objective. | |||
Mark Jacobs player, 110 posts Got a bad feeling about this. Fri 6 May 2011 at 07:42 |
"I think this list of equipment is necessary. Let me know if you having anything special that might help me out." | |||
Shard player, 236 posts Most days, I'm tired. ...or drunk. Fri 6 May 2011 at 18:35 |
With a moue of irritation, she finishes filling out the forms and passes them across to Kain. "There you go. All done." Cocking an eyebrow, she leans against the desk. "Now...can I go back and grab my gear?" A short time later (assuming all goes well), Shard heads for the docking bay in search of their ship, a duffel bag of gear (and a bottle of spirits) over her shoulder. | |||
Juragga player, 30 posts Wookiee Warrior Bringing the Boom Sat 7 May 2011 at 00:30 |
"GRRRRRRRRROOOOOWWWrrrrr?" he inquires. While the Colonel explained a Protocol Droid wasn't yet available, he was hoping something of a more limited translation device might be - strictly 'Wookiee to Standard', nothing fancy. While Haarmon understood him, and could translate, he didn't want his trusted friend to be distracted playing translator when he should be working his magic on the enemy computers. | |||
Vekkis Lund player, 5 posts My other ship's a star destroyer. Sat 7 May 2011 at 21:04 |
Fortunately, the ship looks to be in good condition just now. | |||
Haarmon Dak player, 30 posts Are you talking to me? Thu 12 May 2011 at 15:38 |
He mutters to himelf as he works, but this isn't the faux-quiet stage whispering mutter of a man looking for attention. This is the absent-minded vocalizing of someone so completey involved in his work that nothing, not the Rebellion, the Empire, not the quivering jittery residue of Shard's touch and words, not even himself, really. When Haarmon hits the Nets, there's really only his mind and the game. Just the work. | |||
The Force GM, 135 posts These aren't the dice rolls you're looking for. Thu 12 May 2011 at 21:07 |
Within a relatively short time, everybody has what they were hoping for, or a close approximation thereof. All of which, it's again made very clear, should be returned to the store after the mission so that other teams can get some use from them. As their requirements are filled, team members make their way to the docking bays, some of them collecting more gear from their quarters. Eventually all find their way to Bold Gambit, where a consignment of explosives is currently being delivered... | |||
Haarmon Dak player, 32 posts Are you talking to me? Fri 13 May 2011 at 12:09 |
And Shard, too of course. He was especially anxious to look useful in front of her. "Well," he says to Vekkis, "I can't tell you a whole lot about troop movements and garrisons. They keep that info locked up tighter than Kessel. But I can tell you the whole shipping situation is such an administrative mess that we could practically park the whole Rebel Fleet in orbit and call it a rush delivery." | |||
Rhijans Thanus player, 197 posts Just let me do my job and nobody else gets hurt. Fri 13 May 2011 at 13:55 |
Rhijans nodded in satisfaction. "Button 'em up and ask Lund where he wants them...but make sure he knows they are NOT parts." He hitched up the sling of the blaster carbine, and shifted his grip on the bundle of cold-weather clothing that he hadn't thought to requisition until the QM had asked what kind of tough-guy the gray-skinned man thought he was, since he was the only person who had requested gear for the mission that hadn't asked for exposure gear. | |||
Juragga player, 32 posts Wookiee Warrior Bringing the Boom Sun 15 May 2011 at 01:09 |
"GrrrRRRAAAAAAAAAAAWWWwwwr," he caterwauled. "Is good talk-disc, yes?" the disc translated for him. | |||
Shard player, 237 posts Most days, I'm tired. ...or drunk. Sun 15 May 2011 at 12:17 |
But she can at least try to bring along the proper gear to play the game of Cover Your Rear. Ducking out from Juragga's shadow (now knowing his name, having run a quick check on the quartermaster's list of people cleared to requisition for this mission), she raises an inquiring eyebrow at the small translater disk. "Handy, that," the older woman admits, nodding. "I can think of a few places one of those would have been useful...smart work." She glances out across the bay. Rhijans is, as usual, keeping things moving. Haarmon appears to be in earnest conversation with Vekkis. So far, so good; professional and clear of confusion. She wonders how long that will last. | |||
Mark Jacobs player, 111 posts Got a bad feeling about this. Mon 16 May 2011 at 03:44 |
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Haarmon Dak player, 33 posts Are you talking to me? Mon 16 May 2011 at 16:12 |
He watches the arrival of the other team members with some mounting alarm. They all had bags and cases of things with them. He didn't have anything. I mean, some of it was clearly 'war gear' and he didn't want or need anything like that. But he was certain he saw some cold weather equipment in there too. Should he have some too? Should he ask? He didn't want to look like an idiot. But then he didn't want to freeze his pistol off when they got there too. Torn by indecision (which one will get me laughed at the least?) he sort of sauntered over to Juragga, at a moment when he was far enough away from Rhijans and Shard that if the whole thing went bad he wouldn't look like a nerf-herder in front of either of them. He didn't want to look like a nerf-herder in front of Rags either. But at least he'd keep it quiet. And no one could understand him anyway. "So," he started, voice low and pitched to be audible just to the two of them. "I was... you know... down in the command room on the computer terminal, right? Digging stuff up and getting things done? And I... um. Sort of didn't have time to get down to the requisition room, like. Is... um... that gonna be a problem? You think I should get down there now? Get some stuff, like?" There. That should do it. His voice had some of its swagger, but nowhere near as much as it did in the briefing room. He kind of braced himself for the reaction. | |||
The Force GM, 136 posts These aren't the dice rolls you're looking for. Mon 16 May 2011 at 19:28 |
Four men in hi-vis flight suits drop by and confirm to Vekkis Lund that their ships are prepped and ready to follow Bold Gambit up to orbit, just as soon as he's ready to go. By the looks of the loading process, that shouldn't be much more than fifteen or twenty minutes away now. | |||
Mark Jacobs player, 112 posts Got a bad feeling about this. Mon 16 May 2011 at 19:31 |
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Haarmon Dak player, 34 posts Are you talking to me? Mon 16 May 2011 at 19:53 |
"Gear? Who's got time for gear? Who just spent the last few hours digging up the Emperor's last proctology exam, huh?" He kinds of steps away from Juragga as he talks, lest it look like he was soliciting advice from the Wookie, "Least someone could have done was pick me up some gear. Am I right?" And with that he looks around at the men all over the ship, trying to decide if he has time to go down to the requisition room or not. But he doesn't know from loading procedures, and he's competely at a loss. This message was last edited by the player at 19:55, Mon 16 May 2011. | |||
Juragga player, 33 posts Wookiee Warrior Bringing the Boom Tue 17 May 2011 at 00:00 |
The Wookiee replied with a soft half-snarl that the translator latched onto. "I have gear yes?" it said. Shutting the doohickey down for the moment, Juragga rumbled aside to Haarmon in Wookiee. | |||
Rhijans Thanus player, 198 posts Just let me do my job and nobody else gets hurt. Tue 17 May 2011 at 03:53 |
But the kid had been busy. Rhijans couldn't fault him for that. He dropped his bundle at the base of the ship's ramp. "Don't take off without me, okay?" he said, in the general direction of Shard and Jacobs, then turned to the kid. "It's gonna be cold down there...let's go get you some gear. Shouldn't take long, provided the quartermaster isn't too argumentative about it." His tone was distant...but not unfriendly. He gestured in the direction of the quartermaster's section of the base. | |||
Shard player, 239 posts Most days, I'm tired. ...or drunk. Tue 17 May 2011 at 11:09 |
"Somebody always forgets the gear," she murmurs, not-quite-quietly. "At least this time it wasn't me." She glances up at the small knot of men, one eyebrow cocked. "Two missions ago, missed half the briefing and ended up in the launch bay dressed like this. We had to infiltrate a baron's estate on Raurtise, and it turns out I should have been dressed like a servant." Standing, she waves a hand at her clothes. "I ended up in the stables." Now the hand waves to Rhijans. "We have time - you two go grab what you need, I'll sit on the gangplank until you get back." | |||
Haarmon Dak player, 35 posts Are you talking to me? Wed 18 May 2011 at 13:01 |
He tried on a dismissive sneer, found it didn't quite fit. Tried a smarmy smile. No good. So he just sort of shrugged. "No, it's all good," he said, "Rags got me covered. He says he got me some stuff when he was down there. It's how we roll. Yeah? We're good for take-off. Or launch. Or whatever you call it. Thanks though." And with that he takes a step back toward Juragga, almost as if to hide behind him. He sighed to himself. This was all so much easier with computers. | |||
Rhijans Thanus player, 199 posts Just let me do my job and nobody else gets hurt. Wed 18 May 2011 at 14:59 |
He didn't fully buy the story that the Wookiee had gotten everything...but if they got down there and it proved to be that Rhijans was right, then Dak would likely be stuck on sentry duty with the ship, based on estimates of what the weather was like. It was an Imperial installation, however, so there was a chance they'd gotten the whole thing to a climate-controlled state and all the harsh-weather gear everyone had picked up would be needless. The Empire was big on extravagant measures... He turned and walked back to the ship, grabbing his gear bundle and starting up the ramp. | |||
Juragga player, 34 posts Wookiee Warrior Bringing the Boom Wed 18 May 2011 at 19:22 |
'Ragga was used to picking up after Dak, and if it was going to be like that, the kid might as well not suffer humiliation every time. For Juragga, it gave him some peace to have someone to look after... his family taken by the Empire as it was. | |||
Shard player, 240 posts Most days, I'm tired. ...or drunk. Thu 19 May 2011 at 10:33 |
Her knees ache when she stands. Hefting her own bag of gear, Shard pads after Rhijan, already hurting for the flask inside her cloak. Just a sip, just enough to get her out of orbit...but no. She'll wait until they're out of orbit. That long, no more. Cutting back seems wise. But in her heart, she knows that weaning herself off the bottle never works. |
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