Jason looks back from his position just in time to see lightning flashing from Quantros to the generator. It's impressive but also a cause of concern as he seems to be losing grip of whatever mental control he has. Could it be the force somehow causes instability? Or maybe it's something else. Whatever the case might be, now isn't the time to worry about it.

"Looked impressive enough from over here. But if the two of you are done chatting about the existing of the force. Maybe we can worry a little more about the army of angry stormtroopers i fear we're about to be overrun with.. Anybody got any grenades?"

Whatever Klyn was doing with the computer was interrupted again as the generators were struck by arcing strike of lightning or the generators struck Quantros depending on a particular rebels viewpoint. No matter the particulars it was going to cause trouble for the rebels as the damage to machinery  was triggering all kinds of fail safes and security alerts. Klaxons began to howl. Perhaps Jason had the right idea.

On the other side of the base it appeared that Chu and Tera were both thinking the same thing as subtle sabotage was to be replaced with quick and destructive action.

"Now you have done it!" yelled Klyn as he failed to stop the many alarms.
"We had things under control until you decided to mess with everything without asking first." he added, clearly upset by Quantros behaviour... and especially his disastrous intrusion on his field of expertise.

He turned to Lyla.
"I won't be able to cause the generator to overload, so the base will stay...
We should plan the explosive and get the hell out of it. We lost our oportunity here."

Tera raised an eyebrow at Chu "You know, I'm not 100% sure everything needs to be shut down for me to lightsaber the hell out of it. Why don't I kill the generator while you mess around with the control systems." Tera walked over to the generator, running her saber through it multiple times to make sure it wouldn't be an easy repair.

"Can you plant the explosives Klyn? we'll keep an eye on the stormtroopers coming up.. Try and hide the explosives too. Don't want them to discover them and disarm them right?"

He decides not to get into the whole discussion of rash actions or destroying stuff with this mystical force, which seems more dangerous than it did a few minutes ago. There's time for that later.

Screaming alarms split her ears. 'Cruk! Cruk cruk cruk!' Lyla swore a stream as somehow the Rebel team managed to sabotage its own sabotage effort. How the cruk was she going to put this in the report? She had half a mind to leave Quantros to the Imperials – he'd surely do more damage to the enemy.

'I've got three frag grenades. I was kinda saving them for getting out of here. But at least there's no disarming those. Klyn, can we put a frag grenade some place effective?'

Now considerably calmer, Quantros  had a clear mind, despite the chaos going on around him. He took in a deep breath, and made another crushing motion with his hand. The generator itself audibly groaned with the telltale sound of metal bashing itself inward.

22:35, Today: Quantros Starbound rolled 26 using 1d20+8.  Use the Force.
Use Force point to increase damage.
22:38, Today: Quantros Starbound rolled 30 using 8d6.  Damage .

"Piece of cake" said Klyn.
But something else happened to prevent him from working... again.
Except this time it seemed more impressive, and less 'flashy'

Chu-Shkar kept using the computer, but this time he Decided to be subtle. He began writing a quick and dirty virus that would over load the generator's computer, if it was turned back on. This way if they did get it repaired in time, hopefully this would slag the computer core.

[Language unknown: "Es tralartic onwit rint a com ar eiivreurri ca."] He mumbled to himself.

All that noise did not sound good. 'Watch out!' Lyla yelled, waving the team away. Of course, Quantros was getting up close to it again, but if he hadn't learned from the lightning fiasco, she wasn't going to risk her tails pulling him out of the fire. Still, she couldn't just ignore him either – as messed up as he was, he was on her team, and her responsibility. 'Quantros!' she called out.

In actuality, Quantros was standing some distance away, holding his hand out in a crushing motion. It seemed he wasn't near the generator at all. "It would seem the only way for you to witness the truth is to have it thrust in your face. If we're going to destroy the generator, then allow me."

'I don't like having things thrust in my face – ask my exes.' Lyla retorted hotly. 'Remember the Gamorrean with the hammer? Stop pushing, start pulling.'

Quantros remained focused on the generator, his face contorting in frustration. "If you close your mouth and open your eyes, you'll see that I'm already pulling! No, not just your eyes, open your mind! I'm trying to pull, but you insist on blinding yourself! "
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'No, you're pushing it, and it's going nowhere. Pull it apart.'
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Simultaneously the Rebel groups shut down both generators and began causing damage to them. Chu and Tera heard the heavy grating as the nearby Environment Control shut down, the light dimmed as Tera's lightsaber cut swathes of damage into the Imperial base. Over at the Main Generators Quantros continued to assault the generators, the plastisteel grinding and splitting as he exerted the Force against the structure. The lighting dimmed as back up batteries maintained emergency functions and alarms sounded everywhere. The trapped Imperial technician could be heard desperately banging on the door in an attempt to escape.

A look of realization hit Quantros' face a second before the lights flickered out. As the emergency lights came on, Quantros spoke calmly. "You might be wiser than I give you credit for, Lyla," he told her. Quantros then refocused on the generator, making a wave motion towards it, as if beckoning it over. He focused specifically on a piece of a panel that looked like it might've come loose from his earlier assault. Using the Force, he brought it over to him. It popped off, and floated over slowly. "Use your explosives on the inside," he told her, flicking his hand, and causing the panel to fall away. "Finish it off so they can't repair it."

OOC: 19:16, Yesterday: Quantros Starbound rolled 11 using 1d20+8. Use the Force. Move Object.
Target is Small in size, assuming roll is enough. If not, spending one Force point to increase size category.
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At Quantros's admission, Lyla burst out 'Finally!' in relief from long-suffered exasperation. There'd been no way in the hotside of Ryloth she was going to play along with Quantros's arrogance, and her goddess encouraged her to be sceptical and suspicious of all claims. But, right now, she was willing to accept even Quantros's claims of magic powers, or else his magnetism for disaster, if it would help them accomplish their mission, or proved to him he had no such gifts. 'Now quit trying and start doing.'

Then she watched in awe as the panel tore loose and floated over – not exploded, not on strings or repulsors, something she couldn't deny. It travelled gently as if on the Goddess's cool breath. 'Holy—' she breathed, seeing it change direction in mid-air and move away faster, totally impossibly. So, it was true, it was all true. She had to accept this. 'Thank the Goddess!' Okay, she still didn't have to believe in that Jedi stuff.

Her awe lasted only until she had frag grenade in her hand. She cocked a head to the door from which the frantic banging came, realising the poor sap was trapped in a side-room if he'd come back. 'Okay, get that guy out of there, then get all the technicians into the turbolifts. I'm bombing this thing when we're all safely out.'

Quantros nodded, taking out his lightsaber. He went over to the door, and knocked on it. "Hey, in there! I'm going to be getting you out! Drop your weapon, and I'll let you ride the lift out of here with us!" Without waiting for a response, his lightsaber ignited, and he sunk the blade in the top part of the door, cutting a human sized hole in it. If the technician got cut, it would be his own fault.

Tera swung her lightsaber through the generator a few more times for good measure. "Ok Chu, how much longer do you need to mess up the computers?" Tera waited for an answer as she activated her commlink "Lyla, we've destroyed the backup generator."

Klyn almost banged his head on the computer as they finally understood the technician couldn't have raised the alarm...

At least the work was done... but know the risk of being killed had increased incredibly... Such a waste...

[Language unknown: "Ckess"] He says as he finishes with his last line of code. Though his virus wouldn't be hard to overcome, if both generators were slagged, it wouldn't matter, and if they were somehow able to get one up and running, they most likely wouldn't have the time to do a thorough check of the computers, since the base would be slowly sinking. As an added measure he closed up the access port so it looked like they hadn't even messed with it. [Language unknown: "Essndenot ec."] He growled as he motioned for the door.
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Tera smiled at Chu's response "Good answer." She started running towards the exit "We're leaving" she announced over the commlink so that the others would know what she, Bron and Chu were up to.

Lyla commed a reply to Tera. 'Good work! We're nearly done here. Make your way to the exit, and we'll catch you up.'

Before putting the explosive - and still not certain about how things happened - Klyn asked :
Do you want them to explode now or to detonate a bit later?

'Well, they're grenades, so whenever I toss one in.' Obvious, really.