Captain Gregorious Fhrumpinhime was a decent captain all in all. Though he left most of the piloting to his flight officer Zenna, he was meticulous about keeping the ship repaired and in order for the next cargo run. He always had a safe deal on the run, and though these were not the most lucrative of deals, all the crew members on the Hard luck got paid. Which was the most important thing. There was even enough to keep a maintenance fund for both the ship and the droid and even add a few modifications all of which he did himself of course.

But for all his decent qualities Gregorious was a nervous and sometime cowardly man. It was with great trepidation that he had taken the "easy" cargo run to Tatooine from the rodian. It had disturbed him when the ewok cabin boy Jubjub, had "accidently" discovered that the containers on board were filled with spice, and it had shaken him to the core when upon investigating the now open crates Brannexx the ships weapons officer had found a personal holo message to the salacious crime lord Jabba the Hutt himself.

So when the Hardluck exited hyperspace in tatooine system, and X2 the astromech manning the sensors beeped that an imperial Super Star Destroyer was currently in orbit around Tatooine, poor old captain Gregorius lost it. He panicked slamming his fist down hard on the the cargo-bay door override button, venting the damned cargo and almost the Galley and logistics officer Jett, into the dark voids of space.

Gregorious's fears in the end, were unwarranted, for as luck would have it a YT1300 blasted past the SSD, and with a far more interesting quarry at hand the empire had little time to focus any attention upon your small freighter. But the damage had been done. The cargo was now lost to the voids of space, and without enough fuel to make it to another system there was no choice but to land on tatooine, where Jabba's cronies were sure to be waiting to collect his cargo.

Sure enough after touching down upon the planet Some gangsterous looking toughs arrived to collect the cargo and the discussion was a short one with Grigorious informing them of the lost cargo and that it couldn't be helped. The toughs left and Grigorious said to you all that you wouldn't be collecting a cargo here in fact you all would be leaving as soon as the ship was re fueled. This was not to be. Before the refueling was finished 3o gangsters turned up and in a most unceremonious manner hearded you all into the back of a hover truck at blaster point.

You were taken into the desert many miles from Mos Eisley, to Jabba's palace. Where you all became a guest of Jabba's dungeons which was a far cry south from any of the most derelict establishments any of you had stayed in. When finally you were all dragged before Jabba in his throne room, Captain Grigorious was a broken man. Though he pleaded forgiveness for dumping the cargo Jabba had little pity upon him. Pressing a button on his throne a trapdoor opened beneath your venerable captain dropping him to his doom for in the pit a Rancor awaited it's evening meal.

Your captain dead Jabba turned his attention to the crew, his intention to sell you all as slaves to recoup some of his massive losses from the cargo Captain Grigorious had dumped. If it hadn't been for Jetts quick wit you all would have been on the slave docks right now. Instead you now had to pay back the giant slug the 100000 credits that Jaba said he is owed for the cargo plus a Vig of 1% a month, or you would be fed to the sarlacc. Not the best deal, but you were all still free.

Jabba's men returned you to town where you found amongst the captains things a few credits each, enough to pay for the fuel and maintenance on the ship + docking fees. In a somber mood you all (accept the droid) find your selves at the cantina toasting your previous captain and reminiscing how each of you had come to work on the ship. The captain had done each of you a favour, a solid, a good turn, and now none of you could repay that dept.

Zenna; Grigorious had taken you in as a teenager, a street rat with big dreams of the stars. You soon became a better pilot than Grigorious. He would often sit in the co-pilot's chair telling you all he knew of space as you flew.

Brannexx; On the run and with options rapidly running out, it was Grigorious that got you off Corellia before you could be caught and sentenced to death. After that he gave you steady work though he didn't have to.

Jett; On the run from the imperials blaster lost by the wayside. It had been Captain Grigorious who had taken you in and like brannexx got you off world, he even offered you a way to continue earning an income Bar to Bar, Cantina to spaceport all across the galaxy. You suspected he had a thing for you but if he did he never pushed the point he paid you well for your honest work on the ship and provided a quick exit when needed.

Jubjub; You would be Dancata Fodda now if it wasn't for a chance encounter with Captain Grigorious upon your home moon of Endor. Having landed to do some minor repairs upon the moon, it was pure chance that he came across you trapped by the beast about to become lunch. He had scared off the creacher with blaster fire placing you in a life debt to him for saving your life. He took you with him to the stars where you have seen wonders you never thought possible.

X2; The Captain found you floating in space, he cleaned you up, and since then you have been an integral part of the ship. He worked you hard but treated you well it could have been much worse for a droid. you could still be floating in space not receiving monthly oil baths.
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As you all down yet another drink a Devaronian approaches your table. He doesn't introduce himself instead inviting himself to sit down, saying,

"I have a delivery request from your debtor. You are to transport 1 tonne of cargo to corellia collect payment and return here. For this you will be paid 8000 credits. You are expected to be back within a 4 weeks the details of the delivery drop point are on this data stick. I wish you luck and I wouldn't be venting this into space unless you want every bounty hunter in the outer rims looking for you."

He nods drops a data stick on the table, gets up and leaves.

Meanwhile back at good old docking bay 86. X2 you are polishing your grav sled when a weedy human and 2 gramorians show up with a flatbed trailer upon which is a sealed cargo container. The man gets out of the cab and shouts at you.

"Oi Droid here is the cargo where do you want it?"

Not wanting them in the ship you indicate on the grav sled (at least then you can get rid of it if needs be). The gremorians move it to your sled and they all leave. Leaving you with a cargo crate and your crew all "drinking" at the cantina.
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 Brannexx sat with the others, drinking. His liquid poison was something called a "Hutt Brewsky". The bottle's label showed a picture of Jabba the Hutt waving. Leave it to Jabba, to find another way to make a profit. Muscle in on a local brewery, and slap a  new label on the bottles,and everything was clear profit.

  After he took a long pull from the bottle, he regarded his companions."Well, it could always be worse, shipmates. We could of ended up in the pit with the late lamented Captain Fhrumpinhime." But even as he said those words, he felt the loss, for the Captain had been good to him.

Zenna leaned forward as the Devaronian spoke. She tried to put a name to the alien. She didn't pick up the data stick until after the Devaronian left. "You're right there, Brannexx. We could be worse off. But I never would have thought that we'd fall so far... so fast." She picked up her drink, a Yelsain Ale. "Let's have a drink to our Captain Fhrumpinhime. We should go back to the ship and see what's on this data stick."


[Private to GM: rolled 0 (3 excluding the wild die) using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}1,2.  Streetwise]

"I have a bad feeling about this," Jett said, as the data-stick slid across the table. With her hallikset in hand, she played an ominous-sounding riff to underscore the moment with music, before breaking into a bittersweet and crooked smile. "But when have I ever let that stop me."

Then, she raised her third shot-glass of the night, "To the Captain." Prior to joining this motley crew, her own escapes, from Imperial entanglements and otherwise, had always been close calls. But not since she first boarded the Hard Luck had they cut it so close, however. And without a proper sidearm, she'd had to talk their way out of it, rather than shoot her way out. Unfortunately, the Captain's luck had finally run out. Jett was glad hers hadn't... yet.

Sure, she had felt Gregorius' eyes on her, several times, but he'd been a gentleman about it. Or at least fearful. Lucky for him too. If he had tried anything, all he'd have to show for it would be a black-eye and broken ribs. Gregorious was not without his faults, but she could tell he was trying. This time discretion had proven to be the worse part of valor.

Another life lost. One hundred large owed. Yikes. Still, they'd lived to fight another day.

"Better the devil you know," she says in toast, loudly enough to make sure the Devaronian hears it. "Than the devil you don't," she finishes with a flourish, before downing the shot.
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"GibiHubGUB nardug. DA Grigorious!"
_{May his spirit rise. TO Grigorious!}

Shouts the Ewok half pissed on some purple beverage that he thought was berry juice. his hand snakes out to grab the data stick just a little slow due to the drink. Zenna picks it up, leaving Jubjub smiling cheekily at Zenna, turning on that Ewok charm.
Jubjub says,

"Digo nug gohung Te Zenna. Chocho UgDrag bo hig nan."
_{You are right Miss Zenna, Back to the skydragon.}

Jubjub looks around as they leave the cantina his eyes peeled as always for shiny things of interest carried by others that he could acquire if they are not perceptive enough. Seeing nothing of note he returns to the docking bay with the others.
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In reply to Jubjub (msg # 6):

There are too many eyes. All the patrons are scrutinising each other in an establishment like this.

You all return to Ol’ 86 to find X2 inspecting a large crate 3m x 1.5m x 1m weighing 1 tonne that has been dropped off by some goons. The crate is made of a shiny dark grey plasteel with rounded corners and metal clasps at the front. Some glossy black paint has been used to cover what may have been identifiable marks on the crate. The crate has a simple electronic locking mechanism that requires a 4 didgit code to open.

 Brannexx saw the cargo container and frowned." We need to get this thing loaded ASAP. But a more important matter is a matter of the ship. Does any have the knowledge on how to splice us a new ID for this bucket? If we are stopped and boarded by the empire, they will want to know where the captain is, etc, etc.I think we would rather not provide the answers."

As they left the bar, Jett cast an eye around the cantina, particularly toward sussing out the proprietor. With this place in particular boasting the rare, (relatively) honest reputation in what was otherwise a Huttese den-of-sin planet, she looked for the being who might be the owner — or at least someone who could say yes.

Everybody on this rock must be tired of the Modal Nodes by now, no? Should they return here sooner rather than later, picking up a gig might help — at least, to ease her mind, if not put a few more credits into her pocket. Especially with most of their incoming earnings soon to be jettisoned out the airlock of debt, on the regular.

15:15, Today: Jett rolled 11 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 1,5,{Wild}2,3.  PERCEPTION check: see who seems to be in charge of cantina.


Once they make their way back to Docking Bay 86 and laid eyes on the new delivery, Jett walked over to X2 as the astromech inspected the crate.

Seeing the lock, Jet gave the crate a light tap with her knuckles. "That's it, huh? Well, now I'm curious. I mean, we have to confirm the condition of incoming cargo and all that, right? Make sure nothing happened in transit that they can pin on us?" She crouched down next to X2, nods toward the lock and whispered, while spinning her finger, "Work your magic, X-2."

But Brannexx had just made a good point, "Definitely switch it up. I mean, Z's the de-facto Captain now, right?" she asked. "So... is running with the theme too obvious? From Hard Luck to... Miss Fortune, maybe?" Jett joked.

Then Jett looked up at the YT-2400, a share of which was now hers. It was a hot-rod compared to the bulky Aurore-class freighter she'd grown up on, though for Preigo's Traveling World of Wonder shows, the Dug ringmaster always dolled the ship up with bunting and lights so that it served as a serviceable circus stage.

Jett never thought she'd even be with this "new" crew long enough to begin thinking of calling the ship home, but now here she was...
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 "No, I don't think we need to be to curious as to what Jabba wants transported. But what we can do, is see if we can score another cargo  on the side. Our destination is is a major planet, we might even score a passenger or two. Every credit helps."

 Brannexx had no real experience in how to run a merchant ship, but he had seen the late Captain in action, so he had a rough idea. "One of us can check the star port computer here and see if anyone needs a ship to take a cargo and the same for a couple of passengers to our destination. Now lets get this crate into the cargo bay,and lock it down."
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“Ooh Den go no shoa.”
_{Ooh like shiny box.}

Says Jubjub as he runs his hands across the smooth surface of the box before inspecting the lock that he has no clue about. He pulls out his dagger and is about to try and wedge it int the side of the crate at the seam of the lid. When Brannxx says to stow the box in the cargo hold.

“Gib hadva cho Den binnen”
_{Shouldn’t we find out what’s in the box?}

He asks.

"No JJ. We don't need to see whatever is in the box. That's Jabba's cargo. We're only the delivery crew. We don't need to cross Jabba unless we want to join our late captain." Zenna walked up the ramp to the ship. She waved the data stick over her shoulder, "I'm going to see where we're supposed to take our cargo. And Brannexx has a good idea. Let's see if we can find other cargo to take with us once I find our destination." She shouted over her shoulder.

 "Brannexx frowned down at JubJub. " Little friend, put away your blade, if you please. Do you want to end up like our captain did? One does not tempt the fates, when it comes to Jabba the Hutt. Now someone help me get this crate into the cargo bay." Dragenn fired up the cargo sled to guide the crage into the ship.

As the crate is dropped off, X2 chirps off a message over the comlink to the others, letting them know someone dropped off cargo, then left without telling him much of anything.
As the others arrive, he indicates the cargo on the grav sled, His series chirps and warbles seems to indicate a distaste for the potential of the cargo, and of the one he knows is probably their employer.  A small crane lifts the droid up into the driver's slot, the Captain having had the grav sled modified so that only an astromech could pilot it.  He drives it up into the cargo hold.
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Seeing that everyone was busy, Zenna announced, "I'll be in the cockpit checking this data stick." She popped in the data stick and began to read its contents.

 Brannexx followed X2-D9 up the ramp into the cargo bay. He was trying to brain storm, how they where going to hide this thing,from the prying eyes of imperial customs types, if they where boarded. " We need something to hide it behind, or blend it in with other cargo containers. That is far as my thinking takes me."

"Am I the only one interested in secrets and lies?" Jett sighed aloud, while privately resolving to see if she *could* see. See in. See if X-2 would be willing to somehow... X-ray that mystery crate. But that could wait.

"Hey Z," she said, calling after Zenna. "Oh wait, I meant, Captain Kern, sir. M'am, I mean," Jett said, tongue-in-cheek. "I can canvas the cantinas, after seeing if the local HoloNet feeds have any leads on desperate, but deep-pocketed souls who may be in need of safe passage." Then Jett half-smiled, "But don't worry, I won't tell them we can't provide the 'safe' part."

And at least the second mystery would be easier to solve. Having caught up to Zenna — and once she'd gotten the latter's full attention, Jett made an elaborate show of raising two fingers. Then she pointed at her own two eyes, before swiveling those fingers around to point at the data-stick. "Mind if I join you first?"

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"Sure. Come on. Let's get this done." Zenna replied when Jett got her attention.

In reply to Brannexx Dragenn (msg # 17):
Looking the cargo over as it is lifted from the gravsled and placed on the floor, ideas begin formulating in X2's processor, the ancient astromech chrping and warbling as his thought process piece together at least one idea, though he is not sure if they could put it together in a short enough time frame.
He beeps out an answer, his sounds being translated through Brannexx's commlink.
We could disguise it as a tank of water.

“Ibja no do! Choba Geneva hup nogoi bajato wanna go cha chup chup wanak gido.”
_{Good idea! If you hoist it to the roof and make it look like the sky dragons inner belly, that would work well.}

Says the ewok pointing to the cargo bay roof.

X2 lets loose with a series of beeps, chirps, warbles, and whistles that go by quickly.  It seems to have something to with paint, welding, and the coolant tubes running along the celing of the cargo bay.
The commlink translation, however catches it all.
We need to paint it to match the interior, with lettering naming what we want them to think it is.  We can weld it up by the coolant pipes to make it look like they go inside.  We say there was a problem with overheating and we had to provide additional coolant to the engines.
X2 can use the grav sled to hold it up there for welding once it gets repainted.

 Brannexx patted X2-D9 on top of its flat head. " That is an inspired idea, droid. Have an extra can of oil on me. Let's get started."

Edited post:

[Private to Brannexx Dragenn; not Jett; Jubjub; X2-D9; not Zenna Kern: After a few hours, some elbow grease and some paint Brannexx, X2, and Jubjub step back to admire their handywork. Now off to one side of the cargo hold the roof is a little lower and there is a tank labeled "Engine Coolant" and with "Emergency flush system" stencilled in still drying plaint on the sides of it. The tank looks like it is plumbed in and there is even a control valve and broken pressure gauge stuck at 1000psi and a small board of blinking LED's stuck to the side of it. All in all a job well done, to celebrate you all have a drink (oil for X2) and admire your handiwork.]

[Private to not Brannexx Dragenn; Jett; not Jubjub; not X2-D9; Zenna Kern: Meanwhile in the cockpit Zenna and Jett open the the data stick. The following appears on the data terminal;



It isn't much information but you are just the couriers completely expendable if you know what I mean.
:)

After which you both spend the next couple of hours getting the correct paperwork filed for the run and trolling the spaceport terminals and possible cargo runs to corellia. After putting in a few of tenders for different cargo runs, you go to find the boys (and robot) to visit the cantina and see if there are any passengers available as well. You enter the cargo bay to find Brannexx and Jubjub drinks in hand and X2 with a can of oil all smiling and pleased with them selves, and jabba's precious cargo is nowhere to be seen.]
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After a few hours, X2 lowers the gravsled and parks it.  He trundles over to look at their handiwork after being lowered to the deck plates.
A part of the ceiling looks a bit lower, what appears to be a freshly painted coolant tank, with pressure gauge next to the appropriate blinking lights on a control panel.  They way the trio placed it, the pipes seem to be connected to it, but it can be easily removed from the metal brackets holding it in place.
The astromech gives a long, low whistle of appreciation at their handiwork.  One of his manipulator appendages comes out in off of a "High Five".

Jett and Zenna rejoin the group in the cargo bay..

Jubjub does a jumping high five and enjoys his goon berry juice, feeling proud. When Jet and Zenna re-enter he says,

"Gibhub den Skydrag nook doo?"
_{Where we need to go in sky dragon?}
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Jett looks around the cargo bay to see that the new crate is nowhere to be found. She puts her hands on her hips and points at the astromech in mock-accusatory fashion, "X2, you were supposed to scan that crate on the DL and let me know, before stashing it who-knows-where," half-jokingly.

"Man, people are so much easier to sway than droids, I swear," she continues, shaking her head, "And speaking of which: guys, time to rustle up some side hustle, yeah?"

The astromech, in response to Jett, makes what sounds an awful like electronic flatulence.

Brannexx had an open bottle of Hutt Brewsky in his hand, as the two women walked into the cargo hold. " So what did the info stick say?"

"We got a name and the system. We'll be headed to the Corellia system, more specifically the Centerpoint station. But where's the cargo? I don't see it." Zenna said while she made the effort to find the cargo...

Jett gave X2 the side-eye for a moment, as she shook her head. Then she glanced and gazed about the cargo hold, trying to spy the now-concealed cargo container... to no (apparent) avail. Starships had never been her thing, and so she found she'd not fared too well in this hunt.

As Jubjub chirped something at her, Jett smiled and sighed. She'd been able to suss out the gist of his words most of the time — the Ewok's use of Stardragon for starship, for example, was particularly endearing. Jett often had to resist the urge to squeeze the little murder-bear whenever it spoke.

"It's true, ye olde industrialized, shipbuilding hub — lousy with spacers claiming they're the next Han Solo. And even though somedroid, who shall remain nameless, refused to run a scan just in case the contents didn't match the manifest, the official index we saw isn't anything shocking — if it's true that is, which is all I wanted to know — for our sakes and our own good!" Jett said, before sticking her tongue out at X2.

"Contact's name is Nilo De-Sub," Jett watched the eyes of her comrades as she said the name, just in case a flash of recognition rose to the fore. Toward that end, she thought on her own past travels, both with Preigo's Traveling World of Wonder, and by her lonesome. Did the name set off any alarum bells, either by itself or by association?

---

120:02, Today: Jett rolled 19 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,{Wild}6(+2),5.  Streetwise!

19:32, Today: Jett rolled 13 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 1,4,3,{Wild}5.  PERCEPTION check to spot camouflaged cargo!

Unable to find the cargo the ladies share the information from the stick on a monitor in the cargo area.



[Private to Brannexx Dragenn: Please roll your law enforcement corellia ]

While you are all looking at the screen there is a chime of incoming mail. You’re tender for transport of 500 barrels of Dilarium oil has been accepted. This will take up 125metric tonnes of cargo space filling the ship to almost capacity. It will net you 2000 credits after refueling costs or 1500 credits if you take up piracy insurance on the cargo. The supplier can have the barrels to your docking bay by the morning tomorrow.
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In reply to Jett (msg # 32):

The only thing that sets off alarm bells for you Jett, is this is a new buyer untested for dubious dealings. Which could mean trouble in collecting the money.

Jubjub heads to the cantina with Jett to see if they can russel up a passenger or two.

Looking over after hearing the notification of an incoming transmission, Jett tapped her chin as she read. They'd be nearly at capacity already, but...

"Hey, we might be too full a boat already, but... a few extra credits never hurt anyone and I bet a few folks lying low at the cantina might be interested in getting to Corellia, on the sly and in a hurry, or at least somewhere along the Corellian Trade Spine that wouldn't be out of our way."

Her hand fell to her now-empty holster, and she swore under her breath. That was a problem that needed solving too. "So... anyone want to come with?"

Once Jett sees Jubjub volunteer so quickly, it makes her want to squeeze him all the more. And the fresh doubt in her mind re: their contact's inexperience is assuaged... for now.
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You head to the cantina to find as usual it is filled with the scum of the earth. Getting some drinks you scout for possible passengers.

Jett faux-formally salutes the bartender, before stopping at an edge of the bar where she can at least see trouble coming, whether it's only annoyingly-amorous or actually dangerous, sober, inebriated or somewhere in-between. "Shot of Corellian whiskey, if you please."

Before she downs the drink, Jett says loudly enough so that it's audible to those that might want to make the jump to lightspeed, "Can't wait to get a bottle of the good stuff on Corellia proper." Then she winked at the bartender, "No offense."

Then she lifts the shot-glass to Jubjub, then does a quick sweep of the room, toast raised, "Won't be long now anyway."

---

22:48, Today: Jett rolled 10 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,2,{Wild}4.  Streetwise: passengers?

22:57, Today: Jett rolled 15 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,3,{Wild}3,5.
PERCEPTION check to scan for interested passengers or immediate danger.

Jett you asked around the cantina to no avail. Jubjub you meet a bothan he says his name Gruf Bergin after you strike up a conversation and indicate you’re crew is taking a cargo of oil to corrillia he says,

“Well that’s closer to where I need to be would you be willing to take on a passenger I can pay 500 credits for the journey half now half on arrival?”

He seems like a good chap heading to the core territory’s and he has fur like you.

This guy seems legit Jubjub nods his agreement and gives the Bothan the thumbs up and does his best to direct him to their docking bay. Then runs back to Jett saying,

“Gib no dub dub bugalugs Bothan 500 joha motuk.”
_{I met a nice friendly Bothan he will travel with us for 500credits awesome.}

He gives Jett the thumbs up.
:)

The Bothan indicates he will meet you at the docking bay first thing in the morning. Then leaves the cantina, as the Ewok goes running back to Jett.

And though the 2 of you search some more you don't find any more passengers for your journey.

Zenna stayed at the ship while Jett and any others went to the Cantina. The flight check was completed with every other item that was on the checklist. "Are we ready to go?" She asked over the comlink.

Jett wasn't used to coming up empty, but she *was* pleased to return the Ewok's thumbs up when the little guy returned with good news. She was glad to see Jubjub come through, when at first it seemed like the Ewok was just wandering off to snatch up shiny objects. Glad, that is, until she parsed the Ewokese enough to realize it would be a Bothan passenger joining them.

While Jett didn't have any first hand experience dealing with the Bothan Spynet (that she knew of), the fact that their reputation preceded them sort of suggested they weren't great spies, paradoxically enough. Hiding in plain sight was one thing, but this might be another. And that other thing was that she'd specifically heard rumblings of the Bothans' willingness to aid the Rebellion. And suddenly, that convinced Jett to keep her doubts to herself -- for now.

"Nice," she said evenly to Jubjub, scruffing his fur. And with luck, it might still turn out that way.

From the cockpit all the prechecks come it after a small kick to the control panel.

Proud as punch the Ewok returns with Jett to the ship. Their mission to find a passenger a success, he tells the crew the news and rests the night. Ready to get underway the following day.
:)

The next day tucks arrive in the morning carrying barrels of oil. Each barrel has a diameter of 50cm and is 1m tall. The loading goes smoothly under the direction of Brannexx and the droid. The ship is half loaded when the Bothan arrives sporting a blaster on one hip and carrying a duffel bag. He greets you all with a very posh English accent,

“Greetings I am Gruf Bergin I booked travel with the little furry fellow. As agreed here is 250credit as half payment for my journey. Where can I stow my things?”

He asks with a charming smile.

https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic...nhJY_UmEubAlNOGieDMi
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In reply to EP01 (msg # 47):

Spreading his arms wide the ewok welcomes the Bothan taking the cred stick, and leading him onto our sky dragon. He takes him to cabin A (13 on main map). He shows him the galley area and indicates that he should make himself comfortable while they get ready for takeoff.
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Zenna emerged from her cabin. Her cabin was next to the captain's. Nobody had stepped into Captain Fhrumpinhime's cabin since the crew returned from Jabba's stronghold. As the first mate, she would be within her rights to claim captaincy but she felt it was still too early. The wounds haven't healed, perhaps they never would.

Zenna greeted the Bothan, "Welcome aboard, name's Zenna. We'll be lifting off as soon as the cargo is stowed. I see that you've already meet Jubjub. He'll take really good care of you."

Once he is done with loading up the drums of oil, X2 parks the gravsled near his charging slot and makes sure it is locked into place.  As the bothan passenger arrives, he looks over the fur-covered organic and chirps derisively.  He then begins a diagnostics check, making surenthe gravsled in still in tip-top condition.  Despite the cargo carrier's obvious age, X2 makes sure it remains in perfect working order at all times.
02:27, Today: X2-D9 rolled 15 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,5,2,{Wild}4.  Repulsorlift repair-diagnostics scan.
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 Brannexx went to the turret to inspect the ship's weapons, before the ship lifted for orbit. He would run a diagnostic program on the targeting computer to make sure everything was in good working order.
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Jett greeted the Bothan with a silent half-smile and a pointed-then-fired "finger-gun" gesture. Once they were under way however – and once Jett was sure they'd have some privacy away from prying eyes and piqued ears, she'd bring Zenna aside to share her suspicions about their new passenger.

Until then, Jett would head to her quarters to compose a few new verses on the hallikset — and to see about replacing her lost blaster. With this crew, she was sure they'd need some sharpshooting sooner rather than later....

You lift off from Tatooine. An hour into the cold voids of space the way is clear for you to plot your hyper course and get underway. Zenna is at the helm plotting her jump course, and due to a lack of suitable personnel Jubjub is in the copilot seat pressing what he is told to press. X2 is at the sensors and Brannexx is just doing the last checks on the laser cannon, all coming up green of course.

Jett exists her cabin intent on talking to Zenna about the passenger you’ve acquired. She bumps into the Bothan exiting the engine room he looks at her sheepishly saying,

“Excuse me lass I can’t seem to find the galley I am a bit peckish you see.”
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X2 sits quietly plugged into the astromech socket in the cockpit.  Operatinf the ship's sensors as often as he does, one would think he would get used to the sudden influx of sensory data overloading his own built -in sensory receptors.
19:48, Today: X2-D9 rolled 6 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,1,{Wild}2.  Sensors-broad sweep.
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In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 54):

Nothing out of the ordinary a very large ship is approaching tatooine you would assume, from long distance off.

"Jubjub, don't touch that." Zenna almost shouted, "Press the blue button. No, no, not the red one." Zenna reached over to toggle the 'button' with the faded blue handle. "Jubjub, I think it's best that you don't press anything right now. I need to plot the course through hyperspace. Can't afford to make any mistakes... or we might fry up in a star or something."


Just some humor.
rolled 11 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,1,{Wild}2,1,1.  Astrogation"

 Brannexx climbed out of the turret, then locked the access hatch behind him with a electronic lock. The ship's version of a roustabout headed for the galley for a snack.

In reply to Zenna Kern (msg # 56):

It takes 15 minutes to plot a course that you think would do. And though the ewok is making some minor errors he isn’t doing that bad.

(removes the +10 to diff and adds the bonus for copiloting is better than a kick in the pants.)
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X2 begins running another sensor sweep, this time narrowing the focus to a specific area.
Text comes across the view screen at the pilot's station.
We may have a problem.  I though I caught sight of a ship coming towards us rather than towards the planet.  But, now, I cannot seem to find it at all.
22:22, Today: X2-D9 rolled 1 (4 excluding the wild die) using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}1,2,1.  Sensors-specific sweep.

With Jett and Gruf sharing opposite sides of a wall, she wanted to be sure her new neighbor — however temporary — wasn't up to no good. And make sure he wouldn't get them into trouble. The crew was already plenty good at that already. Case in point: Jubjub serving as "co-pilot". Still, they hadn't bounced too close to a supernova, nor been sucked into a gravity well... yet. So, so far so good. And the Ewok seemed fast on the uptake in terms of tech. Zenna knew what she was doing.

Before Jett was able to talk to Zenna about their new passenger, however, she stumbled upon the Bothan doing *very* suspicious things. Hmmm.

"Galley's not in there, I can tell you that much," she said, before extending her hand, "I'm Jett. I know I didn't formally introduce myself earlier." She also offers a florid, overly dramatic bow and wave of the hand. "But you know what? I could go for a bite too. In fact, I'm kind of *always* hungry. Here, let me show you the way."

Jett uses the gesture to (hopefully) switch on her comlink without the Bothan noticing, while allowing Zenna and the others to hear the following exchange. "And I'm not a flyer myself, so I can see how the engine room might look like the galley. How'd the engines look by the way? They up to spec? You an engineer or something? Pilot maybe? I mean, I'd be curious too, I guess."

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16:39, Today: Jett rolled 11 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,{Wild}2,1,3.  Sneak.

22:47, Yesterday: Jett rolled 12 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 1,5,1,{Wild}5.  PERCEPTION: Further investigation!

19:41, Yesterday: Jett rolled 15 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,{Wild}3,3,5,2. Con!

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In reply to Brannexx Dragenn (msg # 57):

It is as you are climbing down the ladder the memory hits you like a frypan in the face.

[Private to Brannexx Dragenn: The contact for the drop is a CI for the Espo. You are positive that on an illegal arms deal way back during your previous life. You were a few years into your time as an Espo, just before you made detective.  The detective working the case you were on, met with that guy to confirm the bust, before you went in to take down some illegal arms dealers. He was younger but you are sure it was the same guy.]

Across the comlink comes,



You all hear the Bothan reply,

“No lass, I knew I took a wrong turn when I saw all them blinking lights in there. Now the galley where is it I could use a drink.”

[Private to Jett: Again a red flag goes up he said something to eat a moment ago now it’s a drink. Also you know he is lying as they say don’t try to con a con artist. (From your con roll of 15)]

Going back to a broad sweep with the sensors, X2 once again picks up the ship moving towards them.  He immeidately lets Zenna know, and sends the information he gleans about it to her screen.
23:32, Today: X2-D9 rolled 19 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,2,{Wild}6(+5).  Sensors-broad sweep.

"What do you mean that there's a ship coming in our direction? Inconceivable. Well no matter, it will only be a few more seconds before we're in hyperspace." Zenna smiled as everything seemed to working normally. She saw Jubjub who seemed wide-eyed at the copilot seat. "Alright JJ, why don't you pull that lever and get us into hyperspace." She motioned with her head, "Yeah, that one. Right there."

Hyperspace time!

Jubjub pulls the lever and nothing happens. No hyperdrive wind up .. nothing... Jubjub pulls it again and nothing... At the same time the ship X2 is tracking splits into 2 ships still 8 space units out but closing fast. Something is wrong, very wrong..... but
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In reply to Zenna Kern (msg # 64):

“Gihood gunde bar Zenna! Ji tok bakala!”
_{I pulled it Zenna! It’s not working!!!}

Says the ewok worried he broke it.

Another message comes across Zenna's viewscreen.  Correction.  There are two ships moving to intercept us.  Should we hail them?

 Brannexx had cleared the ladder,and heard some of the chatter. He turned on his com link.* Whats wrong?*

"Bantha poo!" Zenna cursed. She wondered if Jubjub broke the ship. "What did you do?!?" She just heard X2 state the sensor correction. "I've got a bad feeling about this. Get those ships on the comm and ask what they are up too."

She turned the ship away from the two ships in order to create some space. "JJ, get those shields operational. Don't break it!"

Zenna keyed the comlink to Brannexx, "We've got two contacts closing fast. We just lost our hyperdrive. X2 is going to ask the ships their purpose on tracking our movements."

"Hush!" She shouted on the bridge, "We have a passenger. So we need to be calm." She turned on the shipwide speakers, "This is the captain. We're going to have a bumpy ride. We need to clear an asteroid field. Please go to your cabins and strap in for your safety. Thank you." She turned off the comlink.

 Brannexx heard what Zenna Said. " Frack! I will man the turrets. I will call you when I am strapped in and hot." The man headed back to the ladder and unlocked the access hatch to climb into the gunner chair.

You have no time to hail any ships when across the radio comes a crackle followed by,

“This is Comander ThakU Marr of the Rebellion. Your cargo is to be scheduled for requisition by the rebel alliance, to aid in the efforts against the empire. Shut your engines down and surrender and we may let you keep your ship.

As X2continues doing what he seems to do best for now:  running the ship's sensors, he chirps and warbles.  The translation scrolls across Zenna's screen.  It seems they had the same thought in mind.  What would you like the response to be?
21:01, Today: X2-D9 rolled 21 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,5,5,5,{Wild}4.  Sensors + Ship's.
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After hearing Zenna's shipwide annoucement, Jett tries to lead Graf back to his cabin — "For your own safety," she says to the Bothan.

If he goes in willingly — or if she's able to cajole him into going, Jett then tries to lock him in. If that succeeds, she runs into the engine room to see if she can discern any sabotage, while whispering into her comlink to any of the crew that hadn't switched off.

"Guys, what's really going on up there? I think our guest may've frakked with the engines. Are all systems go — or are all systems no?"

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20:29, Today: Jett rolled 10 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}5,5.  TEC check to discern any sabotage?

20:28, Today: Jett rolled 5 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,{Wild}3.  Security.

In reply to Jett (msg # 73):

You move to hustle your “passenger” back to his cabin, when you find he draws his pistol on you. Jett is looking down the barrel of a blaster and the rest of you hear through the comlinks,

“Now lass you may want to tell the captain to take them up on their offer. Better to leave with your lives than with nothing as they say and I am sure that the rebellion will be thankful for your help .”
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 Brannexx cursed under his breath when he heard that. He went to come down out of the turret.

An electronic translation can be heard from the commlinks as X2 transmits a series of sounds through his internal commlink.
Pirates more like.  Come to steal honest cargo and honest pay from those just trying to stay flying.

With Brannex's heavy footfall, Jett guessed the roustabout was coming down that gunnery well right about... now? She hopes the Bothan hears too.

With comlink still in hand, Jett puts her hands up — but keeps them low enough to strike if this gamble worked — or if it at least startled Graf enough to give her an opening.

"BRANNEX, DON'T SHOOT! I CAN TALK GRAF OUT OF IT! PUT THE GUN AWAY!" Jett shouted at the top of her lungs.

If that Bothan looks away for even a moment, Jett gets in close — hopefully too close for Graf to use the blaster — to smash her elbow into his snout.

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21:36, Today: Jett rolled 19 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,1,6,5,{Wild}3.
Con: Distract the Bothan with volume and the prospect of another crewmember about to shoot him.

21:37, Today: Jett rolled 16 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,2,{Wild}4,2,2.
Brawling: Martial Arts attack!

21:41, Today: Jett rolled 14 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,6,{Wild}3,1.
Brawling damage (STR + elbow smash technique).

09:09, Today: Jett rolled 15 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,{Wild}3,4,2.  Perception.

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 The ship's Roustabout cursed again, then climbed back into the gunners chair and prepared to engage the "Rebellion." " Is these jokers are Rebels, then I am the Emperor." Said over the comm. "I am going to engage them."

Jett Amazingly the Bothan deflects your incoming elbow with his forearm. The Bothan snarls,

"if thats the way you want it."

He brings his gun back to bare on you after blocking that vicious elbow, this time with the intention of firing.

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Ends round 1 for you Jett
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Not wanting to stuff up the shields Jubjub says,

"X2, Nib gub hibhin!"
_{X2 Takeover for me!}

He jumps out of his seat heading back to the Ion cannons the more people shooting back the better he figures.

Jumping from his chair Jubjub hands the co-pilot control over to X2 and runs back into the ship heading for the ion cannon turret.

Jett cracked a smile, a little incredulous at the Bothan's lucky parry. "And here I was, going easy on you."

When Graf tries to take his shot, Jett moves to grab his gun-hand and twist —

— angling the business end of the blaster so that the Bothan points at himself when he fires. "Deflect this."

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19:47, Yesterday: Jett rolled 17 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,2,3,{Wild}6(+2).
Twist it so that Bothan shoots himself when he fires, Brawling -1D multi-action.

19:46, Yesterday: Jett rolled 14 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,3,3,{Wild}4.
Brawling attack to grab gun, Brawling -1D multi-action.

OOC: Edited to reflect GM adjustments in OOC thread.

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"I'm going to put some distance between us." Zenna said as she turned the Hard Luck into a vector away from the approaching starships. She turned on the communication array to speak with the other pilot, Comander ThakU Marr of the Rebellion. "Commander Marr. I don't know much about your rebellion, but you're acting like a bunch of pirates. I don't see a difference when you're trying to hijack our cargo. We're just trying to make an honest living."


The WILD die is with US!
35 using 9 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,{Wild}6(+5),3,2,3,1,4,3,2.  Space Transport YT-2300.

Zenna pulls some maneuvers and easily evades the tractor beams and the laser blasts her adept piloting even takes you further away from the incoming ships. she pleads with the other pilots. But all she gets back is,

"I said cut your engines and surrender! this is your last warning next time we won't miss."

The string of words scrolling on Zenna's display as X2 lays out a torential downpour of electronic sounds would absolutely shock the pilot with their vitriol, obscenity, and blasphemy.  If she had time to actually read them.  A mixed up tirade of swearing from languages she would not even expect the little droid knew, it finally ended with the words:  I will try to fix the hyperdrive.
He tries to access memories or programming he has had no call to use for decades.  And fails.  Miserably.  It seems they were completely wiped from his memory a long time ago, when he was reprogrammed.
23:13, Today: X2-D9 rolled 0 (7 excluding the wild die) using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,{Wild}1.  Space transport repair.

Zenna shouted over the internal comms, "Who's holding the banta dung? We're getting shot at. We've got pirates trying to steal our cargo! Get to your stations and fight these bastards."

The FORCE is with ME!
20 using 3 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}6(+2),4,6.  Perception

In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 85):

you come to the conclusion you will need to go to the engine room if you want to fix the hyperdrive.

The Hard Luck turned and twisted as Zenna piloted the ship. "We need to get that hyperspace unit running. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. What in Banta's balls are the rest of you doing? I need help getting that ship off our back! Obviously Zenna didn't know what was going on back in the hub of the ship. She was very focused on keeping the ship together and flying.


[Private to GM:
Posting this here since X2 shouldn't know my roll before he decides if he'll copilot or not :)

34 using 9 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,5,3,6,3,{Wild}3,5,2,2.  Space Transport YT-2300]

Another long string of curse words scrolls across Zenna's screen, accompanying the long string of vehement sounding noises coming from X2.  In fact, those words can actually be heard through the translation of the coms in a flat electronic voice that somehow seems to convey the violence behind them.  And it seems likely there are some words in a language none aboard have ever heard.
With the fighter right on their tail, and Zenna juking and jinking wildly to avoid being hit, X2 decides it might be best if he stay right where he is for the moment and attempt to get the shields up.  Frankly, right about now, he feels he would be more useful in the turret.
01:06, Today: X2-D9 rolled 16 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,{Wild}6(+4).  Shields Up.

Thrown left and right with Zenna’s flying the agile ewok sprints to the turret access and slides down to the turret controls strapping himself in. Time to use the rudimentary training Brannexx has given him.

Laser fire and tractor beams flash around the ship as Zenna zips this way and that dodging the fire from incoming rebel pirates. None of the blasts hit you and again she pulls away from the attacking ships. Jubjub makes it to the lower turret hustling past Jett who's in mortal combat with the Bothan. X2 puts up the shields and continues to help Zenna fly the ship.
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 Now strapped back in the gunner seat, Brannexx tracked the incoming fighter with the targeting computer. Once it registered a lock on, he depressed the firing lever and sent bolts of laser fire at the enemy Fighter.

12:55, Today: Brannexx Dragenn rolled 19 using 7 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,3,5,3,1,2,{Wild}3.  Laser cannon fire on the Fighter.

Another series of words scroll across Zenna's screen as X2 "speaks out" again.
Apparently, our passenger sabotaged the hyperdrive.  She is having a "discussion" with him about it now.
He continues to operate the sensors, feeding her tracking telemetry on the other ships.

ThakU who had just been flying straight at the Hardluck and firing his lasers suddenly finds himself under fire he pulls hard left trying to evade the onslaught, straight into Brannexx's field of fire. His Q-8 star fighter takes a direct hit from the laser cannons manned by Brannexx.

ooc a break down as a refresher for you all:
Brannexx fires using all his dice (one of the advantages of having a gunner). ThakU as a reaction takes an evasive maneuver as he is still taking his action he loses one dice from his firing lasers action and one dice from the pool of die for his evasive maneuver.

As he hasn't taken a FULL reaction evasion, which would of required him to  drop his action to shoot. The result of his reaction roll therefore replaces the difficulty rather than adding to it. In this case he flew straight into the line of fire, and brannexx hits him. Please note this because his Diff to be hit was 14 he took a risk and it reduced to 8.

now he rolls his hull:

07:40, Today: EP01, for the NPC ThakU, rolled 10 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}5,5.  Hull.

When Brannexx rolls his 4 dice damage we will see how he fairs...

Jett grabs the blaster then snaps her hand into the bothans wrist turning the gun on the bothan as he fires at point blank range taking the full force of the blaster bolt to his shoulder scorching his cloths and rendering his arm useless. Releasing the blaster he falls to the floor screaming.

"Ahhhhhgg!"
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Brannexx's laser fire catches the tuscan starfighter in the nose disabling all it's weapon systems. Swearing can be heard from ThakU across the radio.

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End round.

Gihob joko bahun, gogo tubgub Zenna Nodoto gub BOGTO!!
_{"Their fubr'ed now, common Zenna turnaround lets attack!!"}

Shouts Jubjub through the intercom finally strapped in and ready to fire the Ion cannons if Zenna turns to bring them into a closer range.
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With the Bothan on the floor, Jett plants a boot on the back of Graf's injured shoulder and digs in just enough to keep him pinned.

She flips the blaster's setting to stun, then winks at the Bothan — "thanks" — before she shoots.

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19:59, Today: Jett rolled 17 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}5,6,3,3.  PERCEPTION!

20:12, Today: Jett rolled 10 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,1,{Wild}5.  Brawling boot stomp and grind! 5D -2D multi-action.

20:11, Today: Jett rolled 10 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,1,{Wild}3,1.  Blaster at point blank range! 6D -2D multi-action.

20:13, Today: Jett rolled 6 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,{Wild}2,1.  Brawling damage!

20:21, Today: Jett rolled 18 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,4,6,{Wild}4.  Standard Blaster Pistol damage! (But set to Stun!)

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Zenna relaxed a bit when the starfighter appeared disabled. She banked the YT-2300 in order to get a better view of the starfighter to make sure that the ship appeared intact before turning the YT freighter to deep space. She keyed the communication array, "Well commander pirate. Seems that you'll live and your friend will be along in a few minutes."

Switching back to the internal speakers, "JJ no shooting at the ship. We're not killers. The ship seems disabled... and we need to find a place to make repairs. X2, get back on the sensors, we need a safe place to make repairs."

The words, It could be as simple as making the scruffy-looking bothan tell what he had done to the hyperdrive scroll across Zenna's screen in time with X2's warbling and chirping like some electronice canary.
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Zenna you maneuver the ship and catch sight of the Tuscan fighter the laser cannons on it's nose scorched and sparking. his gruff voice comes across the comms in response to you transmission.

"You have lucked out this time Hardluck. We will meet again I am sure."

You see the damaged fighter and the Tug vear off heading away from you, not wanting to continue with their mission.

Fro back toward the crew cabins you hear 2 blaster shots before all is quiet as Jett puts the passenger to sleep.
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 Brannexx saw from his targeting computer, the two bandits where starting to withdraw. He followed the fighter and once he had a lock on, he fired again.



17:55, Today: Brannexx Dragenn rolled 9 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,1,{Wild}2,2.  Laser cannon damage on fighter.

17:53, Today: Brannexx Dragenn rolled 19 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}5,1,5,5,3.  Laser cannon parting shot at the Fighter.


"Something to remember us by. Give my regards to the rebellion." Said with scorn.
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Probably the external coms would not be broadcast through the ship. You all need to decide how that works. There may be a switch in the cockpit that feeds it all through the intercom.It is you’re ship after all.
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Your laser fire misses the target as ThakU pulls evasive manoeuvres.

"Awwww Nogi baba fo bambanm cho eeyt Jub do? Zenna da gona baheto bin cha wado?"
_{Aww how come he gets to fire and I don't? Zenna we not stop them doing this to someone else?}

Says Jubjub itching to give the fighter a real send off, and not wanting to let these criminals off the hook so easily.
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" Jub Jub, fire!" Shouted Brannexx into the com."Fire before they get out of range."
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Given the go ahead by brannex Jubjub starts firing wildly at the Tug. Chug Chug chug go the ion cannons as blue blasts fly toward the CRX tug.


11:57, Today: Jubjub rolled 5 (10 excluding the wild die) using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,3,4,{Wild}1.  Ion cannon damage.

11:56, Today: Jubjub rolled 19 using 5 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,6,5,{Wild}3,1.  Firing Ion cannons at tug.

The blasts fly wid as the tug also takes evasive maneuvers dodging the ewoks blasts.

X2 begins using the scanners to locate somewhere they could put down and hole-up to figure out how to repair the sabotage to the hyperdrive.  Preferably somewhere they can leave their "passenger".  For a moment, the ddroid may be wondering if they shoukd just space him....
22:26, Today: X2-D9 rolled 8 (13 excluding the wild die) using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}1,4,3,3,2.  Sensors.

In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 109):

You are only a couple of hours out of Tatooine.

With Graf out cold, Jett inspected the blaster before holstering it. "I'd better hold on to this — you know, for safekeeping," she said to the unconscious Bothan. "After all, I wouldn't want you to go and hurt yourself again."

Then she runs over to the cargo hold, to look for some cable or rope to bind the Bothan with. As Jett passes the gunnery well and the corridor leading to the cockpit, she shouts, "Got some bad news about your new friend, Jubjub! Turns out he wasn't so friendly — though I'm pretty sure he got friendly with the engines. Hey Zee! You or X2 might want to check 'em out. You know, once other ships aren't shooting at us."

The 2 pirate rebel ships turn and begin to fly away. The fight being fast is quickly gaining on the Tug as they fly away from a prey they have underestimated. They leave the Bothan in your hands abandoning their comrade.

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End round 3

 Brannexx shifted targets from the fighter to the Tug. Once his targeting computer got a lock the ship, he fired his lasers.

 Over the comm. " Give the tug another shot, Jub jub. Pour it on!"

23:17, Today: Brannexx Dragenn rolled 10 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 1,2,{Wild}3,4.  Laser cannon damage if a hit.

23:16, Today: Brannexx Dragenn rolled 12 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,2,1,4,{Wild}3.  Laser cannon fire at Tug.
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In reply to Brannexx Dragenn (msg # 113):

The tug evades Branexxes laser fire as it moves slowly away from you.

*DRAT, DRAT, AND DOUBLE DRAT!*

Jubjub continues firing at the tug.

"Wahhhjeee"

Comes the ewoks battle cry.

14:05, Today: Jubjub rolled 12 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,{Wild}2,3,2. Ion cannon damage.

14:04, Today: Jubjub rolled 14 using 5 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,2,{Wild}2,2,3. Ion cannon.

More words scroll across Zenna's screen as X2 gives voice to their issues.  We can set back down on Tatooine to repair the hyperdrive.  This gives us the advantage of access to equipment and time to make repairs.  It also runs the risk of Imperial entanglements, and of giving those pirates another opportunity at the cargo.  Or we can attempt to make them while here.  This allows us to stay away from the pirates or the Empire.  However, we are limited in supplies, tools, time and skill to do the job.
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The laser fire rains around the tug which manages to evade all the blasts.
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X2 returns to the ships sensors, deciding it might not be a bad idea to know how many organics, and even droids, they are dealing with upon the tug that Brannexx and Jubjub are firing upon.
12:16, Today: X2-D9 rolled 13 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}5,5,3.  Active sensor scan of tug.

"Well it seems that our gunners are wanting to continue with their target practice." Zenna turned the ship back to Tattonie, "Can't say that I blame them, those guys did try to blast us into space dust." Zenna keyed the shipwide speakers, "We need to head back to Tattonie for repairs. With the loss of the captain, we don't have anyone with the ability or knowledge to make repairs. So we need to find someone ASAP."

"What's the plan with all of the shooting? Get some steam off? Don't think that they'll be able to harass anyone for a while."

Letting off some steam Jubjub takes another shot at the fleeing star fighter.

07:53, Today: Jubjub rolled 15 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,{Wild}3,4,4.  Ion cannon damage.

07:52, Today: Jubjub rolled 16 using 5 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,{Wild}2,4,1,3.  Ion cannon at star fighter.

You turn back for tatooine as the ewok fires again missing the fighter.

Upon hearing the shipwide annoucement, Jett sighed, "Great. Thought we'd left that dustball in the dust, for a little while at least."

Jett continued checking the holds for cables or rope that might have otherwise been used to secure cargo but were available now, to bind the Bothan. "Maybe we can trade him in for a mechanic," she said to herself, as she searched.

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17:17, Today: Jett rolled 17 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,{Wild}3,5,4.  Search for something suitable to bind Bothan with.

OOC: I guess I have to play #17 in the lotto now, after rolling a 17 at 17:17.

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In reply to Jett (msg # 123):

Jett binds your prisoner well. Dumping him in his cabin where you notice his duffel bag.

Can someone "ransack" a duffel bag? Because Jett does it, after dragging and dropping the Bothan's body callously on the floor.

"What other secrets are you hiding?"

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OOC: Search roll required? I plan to totally turn the bag inside out.

Searching the Bothans bag you find a tracer device which has been activated and a cred stick with 300 credits on it and clothes.

Just because, Brannexx fired his lasers once again, at the Tug. He might not hit the blasted thing, but it was to make a point. " Jub Jub, feel free to cut loose again ."

 He switched to Speaking with Zenna. " We are pouring it on because we want a reputation. We want it to be known in very slime pool and under every rock that these jokers dwell, that if you mess with the Hard Luck, it will cost you. We are a hard target to engage, not some push over."


20:55, Today: Brannexx Dragenn rolled 10 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,4,1,{Wild}2.  Laser cannon damage.

20:54, Today: Brannexx Dragenn rolled 20 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,3,{Wild}3,6,2.  Laser shot at Tug
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A X2 speaks in his series of beep, chirps, and whistles, the translations scrolls across Zenna's screen and can be heard over the ship's coms.
There are two life forms aboard the tug.  I say again that I have scanned two lifeforms aboard the tug.

In reply to Brannexx Dragenn (msg # 127):

Brannexx’s laser fire hits the tugs engines causing them to sputter spark, then explode destroying the ship. Leaving the front half floating dead in space.

With the destruction of his support ship, commander ThakU initiates a reckless hyper jump disappearing from your scanners.

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 End space combat and you all receive 5 character points.

 No one was more surprised then Brannexx, when the Tug exploded. When he saw the fighter jump to hyperspace, he relaxed, but just somewhat. He felt a sudden sense regret over the lives he knew he had just taken. But he did what he felt he had to do, given the situation.

Com chatter:* Bridge, are we clear of threats?*

"Kowakian-monkey-lizard-kriffing son of a —" Jett cut loose a string of creative expletives, upon finding the tracking device.

Of course, the Bothan having such a device on him made sense in hindsight, especially with how the Hard Luck got hit at *just* the right time. Far enough away from Tatooine to set the stage for an ambush, while also close enough for the pirates to pull off a hit-and-run without getting stranded in deep space.

If she can (and if it didn't require any specific codes or passwords), Jett turns the tracer off — knowing it might come in handy later on. She pockets the credits too — to split with the rest of the crew, of course. With those items in hand, she heads to the cockpit.

Jett, you turn off the beacon easily it requires the press of a button.

“Kahoolawe jahoon ba nibug.”
_{May there souls rest with the stars.}

Jubjub offers up an ewok prayer for the pilots of the tug. He takes no joy in killing but knows it is a part of life.
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Zenna replied, "Seems that we're clear of hostile contacts for now." She turned to X2, "Better keep an eye on the sensors. And better get in touch with the space port so we can try to find a tech."

Beeps, chirps, warbles and whistles can be heard as the words scroll across the screen.  Perhaps we could pick up some salvage.  Or, maybe there is a bounty for the "rebels" aboard the tug.  Perhaps there is valuable information in their navicomp or in the computer system.
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"That's a good idea X2." Zenna announced over the shipwide communication. "We're going to check the ship for salvage. Everyone get ready. We'll keep the ship hot and check the sensors."

Sensors running in search mode you approach the debris sadly there are no life forms detected on the up side the tractor beams seem intact. The question is how to separate them from the destroyed ship and get them back onto yours.

"Anyone have any bright ideas on this? We don't have a tech to do any of this work. So unless one of you guys want to do a space walk. Then there isn't anything else we can do." Zenna turned to X2, "Any chance of tagging this location in case we're able to come back for it later?

In reply to Zenna Kern (msg # 138):

You have one space suit for a space walk the captain's old one. It may even have a hole in it, it is that old. You can tag the location and trajectory on you ship's computer and go. Hopefully the wreckage will still be nearby when you return.

Also does anyone want to look at the hyperdrive now?
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 Brannexx stood by his guns, and awaited the inspection of the debris to be completed.

A message scrolls across Zenna's screen:  I may have an idea.  But it would be a long shot.  Do we have any rope or cable of significant length?

"Hey Zee," Jett said to Zenna, once she reached the cockpit. "You wanna peep the hyperdrive? See if you can make heads or tails of what the Bothan did, see if he just pulled a few wires willy-nilly, or if we're really in deep now?"

"He had a tracking device on him too — which figures, since whoever those guys were, they were on us pretty fast." Then she pulled out the Bothan's remaining 300 credits. "And I figure he owes us at least this much too, maybe it can go toward getting a Tech to patch up this bird."

"Besides," Jett continued, drawing the DL-18 and spinning it, before holstering it again, "I've already taken my share."
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The Ewoks head pops out of the lower turret.

"doodoog Brannexx icha "shoot" bitchu boom! ka haba."

_{Deadeye Brannexx like shoot himdead boom! So awesome.}

You even hear a word of basic in there.

Jubjub exits the turret and heads to the engine room as he is always super eager to help his new tribe. He says to Jett (and Brannexx if the is there) as he passes them on the way to the engine room,

"KyDraag bun joobi. Fa hungar boona chokchok bo tokba. Do hunna."
_{Skydragon is sick. I go check its belly and fix. Come help."}

He goes into the engine room and sees if he can identify what needs to be fixed on the hyperdrive.

ooc: you wanted action GM but I won't try to fix it as that could cause more problems but can I identify where the problem may lie with my whole 1D in technical.

09:01, Today: Jubjub rolled 5 using 1 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}5.  inspect Hyperdrive.
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Jett shrugs and goes to give the engine room a look herself, just in case it's something a non-pilot / or starship tech could readily see, ie: a literal wrench stuck in the gears, etc. Annnd to make sure Jubjub doesn't fry himself on any loose, live wires.

"I'd rather not backtrack too much, so if either Zee or X2 can 'fix' it for now, great" she says.

"But if the hyperdrive’s too far gone, I'd rather we get a move on tracking down a Tech."

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OOC: And as this seems to be more of a "scene" than round-by-round sequence, after peeping the engine room, I will also see if my Streetwise gets me the name of a Tech planetside that might owe me a favor?

17:39, Today: Jett rolled 7 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,{Wild}5.  TEC check.

17:55, Today: Jett rolled 12 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 6,{Wild}3,3.
Streetwise: does Jett know any Starship Techs on Tatooine?
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Entering the engine room you both soon locate the problem on a large engine component marked Corellian Avatar-1O stardrive a small metal panel has been removed and a number of wires are hanging out obviously torn from their connections. Neither of you would know which wire goes where to fix this, but you both located the problem.

And yes. Jett you have heard of spaceport speeders they do repairs. Or you could try and have a jawa come do the work you will need to guard him or there won't be an engine left and watch out he doesn't take X2. Other than that there is sure to be someone on tatooine.
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Gido taba Kydraag bun joobi. X2 bugling hug?
_{Sky dragon is sick. X2 you make better?}

Says the ewok patting the hyperdrive, careful not to touch the wires less he irritate the beast further.
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  Brannexx looked though the view port in the upper turret, keeping a look out for activity.

" We had better make it quick around that wreck. The light show we put on, could have attracted the interest of others."

Jett put a hand on the Ewok's shoulder, "Careful, Jubjub, no need to add the smell of burning fur to the mess we're already in. Sometimes skydragons bite."

She clicked on the nearby intercom, hoping to get Zenna going, "Hey Zee, I'm no expert, but this looks like a job for... an expert. Spaceport Speeders back on Tatooine should be able to hook us up, unless you or Captain Gregorious know anyone in particular you'd rather trust the Hard Luck to."

"I mean.... uh, Nevermind," Jett clicked the internal comm off, having caught herself a little late, regarding their late captain.

"Though speaking of whom," Jett said softly to herself. No disrespect to the dead intended of course, but there might be something in the Captain's quarters that might be able to bail them out of a jam. If not their current one, then maybe something that might be of use in the future.

"I'm gonna make sure the Captain's effects are in order," Jett shouted up the gunnery well, before making her way over to Gregorious' quarters.

I will have a look at the hyperdrive.  I have the schematics, I might be able to do something to repair it, scrolls across the screen, then X2 disengages from the droid slot and heads back.
Rolling intonthe engine room, the astromech gives a long, tapering whistle at the sight of the torn out wiring.  He gives a series of sounds that seems suspiciously similar to the expletives translated from his speech earlier.
He rolls up closer to the damage, his tool-laden manipulator arms extending from his chassis.  Luckily, the electronic tool needs for most vehicles are pretty much the same.  He moves in, schematics in the forefront of his processor as he slowly and carefully sets to work.
He is going to make an extended attempt at the repair, adding rolls as they head back to the planet.
18:58, Today: X2-D9 rolled 8 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,{Wild}3.  Technical-Space Transport Repair.

 Dragenn activated his comm again. * Hey, what do the sensors say? Are there any ships within range?*

In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 150):
X2 this is nothing like a repulsor sled even with the schematics why would there be 8 red 3 yellow 5 blue and a few green wires and what's this purple one for then there is the blacks and whites and a brown.. in the end it is a bit beyond you to fix.

Jett you go to the cabin to where you find the worn space suit and amongst his personal effects is an antique telescope made of brass a letter from what may be an old girlfriend, it reads

Gregorious,

The empire is tracking all of us down it isn't safe for me. I send you this telescope so you can find me, alway look to the stars.. If you need to find me  got to Vavin and look for Arda and you will see the way.

Yeltin Klaxunvi

Some dirty clothes, 1 pressed flight uniform. There is a photo of Grigorious and some others you don't know, looking closely one even carries a lightsaber it must have been before your time. A journal, piloting books and writing equipment. An orb the size of a small apple covered in intricate symbols, a harmonica and some war medals.

That's about it.
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Upon inspecting her findings, Jett whistles softly, "I guess I didn't give you enough credit, guy. Rest in peace, Gregor," she says aloud.

Being an artist herself, Jett picks up the orb and give it a closer look, seeing if she might recognize any of the old symbols from the various cultures she encountered while traveling with Preigo's carnival folk. She debates keeping the harmonica as well.

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12:42, Today: Jett rolled 10 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,2,{Wild}5.  Languages check.

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In reply to Jett (msg # 154):

The orb is pretty but other than that seems ornamental.

Brannexx climbed out of the turret,then headed for the common area where the frig was located. He got himself a Hutt Brewsky and popped off the top and took a long swig."Ahhhhh, much better."

Quietly moved by the romantic (as well as seemingly ominous) sentiment of the note, Jett inspects the telescope more closely as well. Though because of its sentimental value to their late captain, she leaves it in the room. She gathers that the medals are... Clone War medals? Before her time, but given the context of Gregorious' other belongings, it seemed to make the most sense.

She leaves, still carrying the orb as well as the harmonica and arrives in the common room to see Brannexx taking a swig of beer.

"You know, kind of a shame Gregor didn't share some of the old war stories with us. I mean, we knew he was kind of an old softee already, but a bit of hopeless romantic too, huh? And hey, thanks for the keeping the Bothan's friends off our tail. What do you think we should do with him, once we get back to Tatooine? Obviously, we're not too keen on tangling with law enforcement or bucketheads. So... do we just drop him off at the cantina all trussed up still, and be all, 'next time, it'll be a one way ticket, pal!'"

Zenna turned the ship to head back to the planet. "Alright seems that we have no choice to head back to the port. We really need to find a technician to fix our hyperdrive."

 The gunner for the Hard Luck, took another drink of Jabba's best or worst. " You are welcome Jett. As for our passenger turned pirate, I want to have a chat with him before we decide on what to do with him. And if he really is with the Rebellion, or just a pirate, why not involve the Empire? There is sure to be a bounty on his head."

In reply to Jett (msg # 157):

The telescope seems damaged with one of the lenses cracked and chipped. It is tarnished with age and if the lense was replaced would be serviceable.

Turning the ship around you return to Tatooine over all this will add 3 hours to your journey but a good tech will have something like those wires fixed in a jiffy.

You return to Tatooine getting clearance to land at old 86. After paying the docking fees your credits are getting lower and lower it is questionable as to if you can even afford the needed repairs on the hyperdrive and you have your passenger to deal with.

"Alright, you guys deal with the pirate. Who wants to come with me to find a technician to fix our hyperdrive?" Zenna asked as she prepared to leave the Hard Luck.

Jubjub is quick to pipe up,

"Acha treek kra eleeoth fopa choodoo witch doctor. Esa ooba luufi mo chak deoppra prisoner rueenee."
_{I will go with you find witch doctor. Don't want to be here for prisoner talk.}

He secures his Vibro dagger ready to defend Zenna, adjusts his leather ewok hood ensuring the hidden inside pockets are accessible and "empty".

"Lets kra zenna. Fektur mighty ewok warrior jubjub treek protect fopa."
_{Lets go Zenna. The mighty ewok warrior Jubjub will protect you.}

Jubjub thumps his chest brining himself to his full 1m in height.

Jett folded her arms, looking askew at their gunner, "Why not involve the Empire? Because it's blood money. I mean, I know we're no 'angels of Iego', but why do you think most people have to be so cloak-and-dagger all the time — and about everyday things? Because the Empire won't let them be. I say, the fewer Imperial entanglements the better. And if I see that armor, or some gray uni's on some stiff-upper-lip, I'm gonna sock 'em one."

As it looked like Jub and Zee have a handle on tracking down a tech, Jett decided to see about dropping off their prisoner — and make sure Brannexx didn't bring an entire garrison down on them. "I still have Graf hogtied, I figure we put him on the hovercart, or inside one of these crates."
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 Brannexx regarded Jett with a raised eyebrow. " It was just a thought.Let's go have a chat with our guest, then decide his fate."

Brannexx started to head to the cabin where the captive was cooling his heels.

Jett nodded, "Don't worry about it." Inwardly however, tasting the notion of cooperating with the Imperials left a sour taste in her mouth. So much so that even the idea of "chatting" with their prisoner made her want to get some air instead. But at least she knew Brannexx's actions were coming from a good place. She hoped.

"You know what? Get him warmed up for me. After such an eventful roundtrip, I think I need some air," Jett said. Then she leaned in a little closer to Brannexx so that she could whisper, "And with JubJub picking this guy up last time, I should probably make sure we don't come back with even bigger trouble, no?"

Then Jett called after Zenna and the Ewok, "Hey, Zee, wait up."

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And the roll requested in the OOC thread:

16:30, Today: Jett rolled 19 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}3,3,6,3,4.  Con!

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 "Alright Jett. Good hunting,Ladies." With that said, Brannexx walked to the cabin where their "guest" was located. He drew his heavy blaster and set it to stun. Only then would he unlock the door and open it.

Jubjub walks with the ladies playing the part of protective guard. Growling at anyone who looks at his girls wrongly. All the while he is on the lookout for interesting things at the stalls they pass or an easy mark to pickpocket.

Brannexx you enter the cabin, gruf lies on the floor wounded but conscious and bound. Ready for questioning you would surmise.

Meanwhile the girls and Jubjub go first to the space transport and speeders. Where you get a quote of 5000 credits to fix the hyperdrive. It is a flat rate and they are not going to negotiate. Saying,

“If you don’t like it go speak to the jawas.”

A large group of jawas don’t give a much better price and you are returning feeling defeated and desperate to the ship. When you see a Jawa with tools being harassed by imperial stormtroopers, at the edge of a crowded market square. The two troopers kick the jawa to the ground causing his starship repair tools to fly everywhere. They swear at him like he is vermin to be trodden upon.

Jett wanted to shout, "Oi, pick on someone your own size!"

And really, she would have... if she hadn't just fired at the stormtrooper first.

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20:18, Today: Jett rolled 21 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,4,{Wild}6(+3),6.  Blaster pistol damage.

20:17, Today: Jett rolled 21 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}6(+2),4,1,5,3.  Blaster 6D, -1D multi-action.

20:16, Today: Jett rolled 15 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,3,6,{Wild}2.  PERCEPTION for Initiative

Jubjub points to the jawa saying to Zenna and Jett,

“We need ota chyasee zehg ta jawa. Meechoo will make distraction kush send hard shells docdoc.”
_{We need to help out the jawa. I will make distraction you send hard shells away.}

He then sneaks up and steals one of their utility belts disappearing into the crowd, and ending up nonchalantly at the stall he saw the book he is interested in where he purchases it, trying to look like part of the crowd.

Jett’s blaster fire scores the troopers armour giving him a minor injury but definitely taking his attention away from the jawa and the ewok that just unclipped his belt. Bringing their blaster rifles to bare they return fire at Jett as the civilians scatter with the eruption of a fire fight in the street.  Jubjubthe stall owner flees leaving you holding the pop up kids book with the title, “Tales of the Jedi”, with no-one to pay.
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Dragenn opened the cabin door and entered. He took a seat on the bunk with the blaster pistol aimed at the captive. " Soooo, what is to be done with you?. Just to inform you, the attack you and your fellow pirates did on the Hard Luck, didn't go according to plan. The Tug was destroyed, and the Fighter jumped out. So it is just you now, friend."

 Brannexx regarded the captive with a neutral expression." As I see it, you have one of two choices, you can answer my questions, and live through this, or you can  lie to me, and I will know, or remain silent. The last two options get you one in the back of your head, and your remains dumped into an alley when it gets dark. Sooo, do you want to have a little chat with me?" Brannexx smiled then, but it did not reach to his eyes which were hard.

"Better that you go and save that Jawa." Zenna hunched and fired her blaster at one of the stormtroopers.

rolled 18 using 5 dice and +1 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}4,4,1,6,2.  Blaster Pistol.
rolled 13 using 4 dice and +1 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,{Wild}4,2,4.  Damage.

Jett looks to the Jawa with a sudden tilt of her head and widened eyes, hoping to convey, at the very least, "run!"

Then she decides to take her own advice, trying to herd the Jawa their way — and not before taking a parting no-look shot at one of her pursuers, using reflections from surrounding vendors' shiny wares to line it up on the fly, as she wove her way away.

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OOC: The parting shot is intended for whichever trooper Zenna is *not* shooting at.

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In reply to Brannexx Dragenn (msg # 173):

“I’ll talk just let me live..”

Says gruf from his bound and prone position on the cabin floor.
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In reply to Zenna Kern (msg # 174):

Zenna hits the other trooper giving him a minor injury to his arm as Jett’s trick shot wounds the trooper she hit before. They both dive for cover behind some conveniently placed boxes. You can hear one of them shouting above the screams of the crowd,

“Command, this is patrol 34 we have come under heavy fire in the old wreck square and need backup NOW!!”

You can’t hear the radio response but you can only assume backup is coming.
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Taking the book Jubjub sneaks back to the jawa helping him quickly gather his tools. He leads him out of the fire fight and back to the ship hopefully the girls will escape and meet him back there.

In reply to Jubjub (msg # 178):

Hex follows the ewok as he isn’t crazy about staying in the middle of a blaster fight.

(Posted by GM)

The ewok and jawa make a hasty exit leaving Zenna and Jett running from the rapidly emptying street with 2 troopers a medium range away hiding behind some boxes. They return fire blindly but their shots don’t even come close to Zenna or Jett.
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Jett spies a clear channel between buildings, amid the chaos — and though the sharp turn nearly causes her to knock over some stacked merchandise, she manages to weave into the alleyway without incident. Hopefully, with Zenna hot on her heels. Hopefully without alerting the troopers. And hopefully shaking their pursuit!

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22:51, Today: Jett rolled 2 using 1 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}2.  + 1 Character Point.

22:51, Today: Jett rolled 11 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,2,5,{Wild}2.  PERCEPTION — Hide/Sneak!

Jett escapes down an alley unseen by the 2 troopers.

In reply to Gruf (msg # 176):

“I am not a stone cold killer, so be honest with me, and you walk out of here." Said Brannexx with a serious tone of voice.

Now he changed his tone of voice to a casual tone, this was an interrogation tactic to lessen the tension of the subject. “It matters not to me if you are Rebels or just pirates. Far be it from me to care how someone earns their credits. I only care when they try and make them at my expense. So, are you of the rebel alliance, or just a pirate? Where did you come from, and how is it you picked on the Hard Luck?"

In reply to Brannexx Dragenn (msg # 183):

"I do work for the rebels alliance and my job was to get passage on ships holding needed cargo then disable them so the cargo could be retrieved. That was it.

The alliance places  a number of agents at different outer rim worlds like tatooine. Worlds where needed supplies are exported, here it's important oils processed and used in starships. When I find a ship with a cargo of oils I contact the alliance and they send a fighter and a Tug. We take the sip with the cargo and tow it to where the needed cargo can be offloaded.

Then usually if the ship occupants cause no hassle, they are given their ship back and sent on there way. Usually no-one gets hurt and these big export companies always insure their loads so no-one loses out the alliance gets what they need the companies still get paid and the crew transporting their goods keeps their ship they can just get another load and move on.

When that little fury shipmate of yours came into the bar looking for a passenger on your ship carrying exactly what we are after, it was just business as usual to try to get passage onboard. He was so eager to give me passage I didn't even have to bargain he took what I offered straight away. Ya see it was just business as usual ol' chap."

The Bothan sings like a canary outlining the whole operation.

 Dragenn listened to the Bothan tell his tell. As far as he could tell, it had the sound of truth to it.” You know, I heard your rebel alliance is attempting to restore the old Republic, throw off the tyranny of the empire, etc, etc, and so forth. I submit, to you, committing acts of piracy on those you claim to be fighting for, leaves a rather negative impression."

 Brannexx then produced a pocket knife from a pocket and snapped it open to expose a small but very sharp blade. “I further submit, by your alliance doing what you attempted on us, you prove what the Empire’s propaganda spews forth with. Your alliance are criminals, outlaws, creating chaos where the empire provides safety and security. Your piracy proves their point, and drives those like us into the imperial embrace.”

 He went to cut the bonds but then hesitated.” You are as you claim, or just using the Rebel alliance as a cover for your piracy. Either way, think twice before you and your friends come at the Hard Luck again. We have a couple of surprises we did not even get a chance to use, as it was over to fast… Perhaps next time, if there is a next time.”  He smiled then, in a not so friendly manner.

Brannexx stood to his feet, turned the heavy blaster onto the kill setting, and let the Bothan see him do it. “I am going to now cut your bonds; you will stand and walk several paces in front of me toward the airlock. We are dirt side, thanks to your stunt. Cause me no grief on our way to the lock, and you are free. Attempt anything and I will burn you down.”… He sliced the ropes then backed up towards the door, blaster pointed at the Bothan.

In reply to Jett (msg # 181):


Zenna ran off trying to escape the pursuit from the stormtroopers.

rolled 24 using 3 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}6(+6+4),3,3.  Perception

In reply to Brannexx Dragenn (msg # 185):

Gruf follows your instructions without putting up any resistance. You leave the ship and enter the docking bay. He staggers from his wound but will live if you let him leave.
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A short time after you release gruf the Ewok an a jawa enter the bay probably much to X2’s disgust. Followed soon after by Zenna and Jett.

"Well we came up empty." Zenna said with disappointment in her voice. "Ran across some troopers harassing a local. Felt compelled to fire on them and let off some steam. We ought to lay low for a while. But we still have a problem with the hyperspace unit."

“Look ta jawa ta goot he ta thek.”

_{Look the jawa is good he is here.}

Says Jubjub pointing at his new friend.

"Yeah, well... those stormtroopers had it coming. Picking on that little guy. I could've dropped 'em both easy. Just needed a little more time is all," Jett said, examining the DL-18 while walking up the boarding ramp. It passed test number two. Might want to boost the power output though....

"And it's time we might not have. If we don't get this bird patched up soon, lying low's not gonna do us much good. But back there, the important thing was that little Jawa got away —" Jett looked up from her blaster "— and is... right... here!"

"Nice! Hey, you guys made it... here." Jett eyed the Jawa's tools, then pointed at Jubjub and winked. "Good thinking, Murder-Bear."

"Well have the Jawa run along now." Zenna gestured with her thumb, "That way should be clear. Stay away from the Imperials." She advised. She turned to the others, "Well we still need to find a technician to fix our hyperdrive. Anyone got another lead on finding one?"

In reply to EP01 (msg # 187):

 Brannexx escorted the  would be rebel off the ship and out of the docking bay. He would wait for the figure to disappear in the crowd, then return to the ship.

The jawa perks up and holds up a wrench

(In the understandable version of Jawa trade language)
"I fix hyperdrive good price"

"Whoa, whoa. We saved you from the Imperials." Zenna backed up with her hands in front of her. "What do you mean that you know how to fix it? Are you going to convince me to let you touch our hyperdrive unit? You're not trying to pull my leg?"
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"I good fixer  fix anything, make better than before."
Points wrench at the ship "Starship"
Points wrench at the droid "Droid"
Points wrench at Jett's blaster "Gun"

Jett broke into a lopsided grin, once she realized that the prospect of her newly-acquired DL-18 being able to pack as much of a punch as the troopers' E-11's was suddenly within reach, "Yeahhhh. Utinni," she said playfully.

She pointed a finger gun at the Jawa and made a clicking sound wit her mouth, "I like this guy already."

"I bet he's as good at mending mechanical wings as Captain Gregorious ever was, no?" Jett said, nudging Zenna with her elbow, "And X2 would have a new... friend. Well, Frenemy maybe."

"We're on a time schedule. How soon do you think you can get it fixed." Zenna showed the Jawa to the engine room.

 Brannexx met the others when they returned. " Did you have any....you brought a Jawa? Any particular reason?"

X2 rolls towards the ramp after spending a long time trying to figure out the wiring mess in the hyperdrive.  Too bad the color-coding is not included in the schematics that he downloaded from the ship's systems.
As he joins the others, his optics focus upon the newcomer.  A Jawa?  There is a series of beeps, chirps, warbles and whistles emitted by him that could be easily mistaken for his earlier rapid-fire use of expletives.

Hex looks around the engine room and starts checking out the damage



03:23, Today: Hex Kliros rolled 31 using 6 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,4,5,4,{Wild}6(+1),4.  Space transport repair to diagnose what's wrong, how much it will cost and how long to fix.

"We saved him from some Imperial goons — you know, from the Empire whose blood bounty you wanted to claim. He might be able to help out, better than the last guest Jubjub picked up anyway."

"Speaking of our supposed Bothan 'rebel', where's Gruf? In custody already, or six feet under?"

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 " Empire, Rebel Alliance, Corporate Authority, they are the same thing, just different faces and terms. They all want control, and will do whatever it takes to get and maintain that control.They all are corrupt and self serving." Brannexx took a drink from his beer bottle.

 He  was about to take another drink, then paused." Uhm, care to elaborate on what you mean by" Saved him from imperial goons."
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The jawa is lead into the engine room. Where he starts inspecting the hyperdrive most likely under the supervisions of X2 and the ewok,

In reply to Hex Kliros (msg # 201):

[Private to Hex Kliros: A wiring loom has been torn from its connectors and this could be repaired in an hour and as it is a hyperdrive you could charge between 1500 and 4000 credits for the job depending on how you liked the customer.]

“Noroway ta ta problem? will ta ky draag live???”

_{What is the problem? Will the sky dragon live???}

Says Jubjub as he watches the jawa do his thing.

"Couple of troopers decided to throw their weight around. Needed to be taught a lesson. Nothing I couldn't handle of course. Zenna and I got away before their backup arrived, thankfully."

"And thankfully, so did the Jawa! Quick thinking on JubJub's part to bring him here though. We bailed the Jawa out of trouble, now he can bail us out of trouble. Two birds with one stone and all that."

"After all, hard for a stormtrooper to forget a pretty face like mine," Jett smiled, "We lost 'em but the sooner we get going, the better!"

"And you see, X2 and JubJub've already taken a shine to the little guy." Jett craned her neck to shout at the Jawa as he disappeared into the engine room, "Hey, what's your name?"

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X2, with another series of sounds that xould potentially be a use of colorful metaphors and various expletives, follows along to stand close enough to watch what the damnable Jawa is doing.  He is there to be of assistance, or to be a hindrance, depending upon the need of the moment.  Though, honestly, the astromech is completely lost.
19:24, Today: X2-D9 rolled 0 (3 excluding the wild die) using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}1,2.  Space transport repair.

As X2 is also there Jubjub pulls him aside saying,

"Chyasee tota bunet dolbeta colber? dahu moto pinchu fit og goot? Ehshtee kúsh desa.
_{Help make belt different colour? And make Vibro dagger fit good? I give you these.}

He holds out the white utility belt and his vibro dagger. Separating the blaster power packs to offer to the droid.

rolled 20 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,5,{Wild}5,5,2.  Astrogation.

  A raised eyebrow. " What did the two of you do, get into a brawl with some storm troopers?" What is your collective problem, people? We are attempting to have a low profile, and you draw attention to yourselves. Fracking brilliant."

X2 reaches out with his manipulator arms to take the belt.  With a couple of deft movements and precise "eyeball" measurements, he soon has the belt adjusted to fit the fuzzy organic's waist as closely as possible, for a belt meant for a human or similar-sized humanoid.  As for the vibroblade, there is nothing he can do.  The hilt is made to fit the energy cell it takes, and the energy generator it powers, to a precise size.
He gives an apologetic warble as he hands the weapon back over.

Happy with the adjustments the droid has made but still not happy with the colour or that his vibro dagger sheaf isn't part of the belt when the jawa finishes his inspection he asks,

"Chyasee tota bunet dolbeta colber? dahu moto pinchu fit og goot? Ehshtee kúsh desa."
_{Help make belt different colour? And make Vibro dagger fit good? I give you these.}

He holds out the white utility belt and his vibro dagger. Separating the blaster power packs to offer to the jawa.
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Hex looks around at who ever is in the engine room

"Price to fix is 2200 credits give big discount for tin can bashing"

the ewok whistles at the price and says,

"Siz yubnub speak eleeoth nocka companions..."

_{We should speak with my companions...}


*Squweltch.. Uh guys fektur jawa has allayloo price deoppra stoja ya might ooba luufi tyatee chyasee chak*

_{Uh guys the ewok has a price for us ya might want to come back here...}

Says the ewok across a com link.

Jett joined the Ewok and the Jawa in the engineering room, upon hearing the distress in Jubjub's voice, if not quite understanding the language word for word. Were they haggling over a price?

"Hey, short-stuff," Jett said, giving a thumbs up to the Jawa. "Glad you and my friend Jubjub managed to make your way back here. So! Uh, life debt and all that, right? We helped you out of a jam and now you helped us out? Because... well, let's just say, we're waiting to cash in on a big job and credits are a little tight right now — but I have good news. Great news even."

She pointed vaguely to where the captain's cabin was. "We are a man short — and you, sir, seem like the short-man for the job! Whatta you say, I mean, I'm sure big Z will sign off on it, but how do you feel about a stake in this beautiful hunk of junk? See the stars. Get off that dustball."

Then Jett drew her blaster, spun it a few times with trick grips before re-holstering, "And you know, you won't have to worry about bucketheads giving you a hard time with us around. Plus that little astromech, X2? He loves company. Loves it. You guys will be best pals. Trust me."

Hex mull it over for a minute occasionally muttering indecipherably

"I fix for cut, can always find other way to get paid if don't come through" as he eyes the astromech

"To many bucketheads here, always hassle, think have fetish want to see under cloak"
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 Since the others ignored him, Brannexx headed for the entrance to the hanger bay to keep watch." "I have a bad feeling about this." He mused to himself.

Now that Jett was there the ewok ran off to find Brannexx as he seemed the most level headed of the crew. Finding him by the hanger bay door he says,

“Brannexx kush bont kelju it ta butchu nabab hatch’s 2200credits or e vat of ta cargo run or X2, jett ta jojoba ota juk but im gochu  tuut kohop Tilin cak im repairs we’ll eleeo pay ta slug back. ”

_{Brannexx you won’t believe it the little thief wants 2200credits or a cut of the cargo run or X2, Jett is talking to him but if we keep paying this sort of repairs we’ll never pay the slug back.}

  Dragenn saw Jub Jub heading his way. " You mean that Jawa can actually fix the Hyperdrive? Well, if he can produce, it is worth a share to have an engineer on board."

 The roustabout really wanted a beer, but better to have a clear  head."Can you tell me what happened when you all where out?"

Fektur hard shells beat stusl fektur jawa. Siz gooka luufi lurdo yud. Jett used chuck blaster luufi create allayloo distraction . Deksh zenna t'hesh firing. Blasters fire t'hesh going drik vootok those deej teera shoot! Meechoo acha chiutatal uuta shtek akeeata chyasee chak. Acha don’t tip-yip either pibooka fektur hard shells eekeekeek killed. Gunda fopa chiutatal allayloo beer? hard tyehtgeethin dodging hard shells.

_{The stormtroopers beat up the jawa. We had to do something. Jett used her blaster to create a distraction. Then zenna was firing. Blasters fire was going all over, those girls can shoot! While I got him out and back here. I don’t think either of the stormtroopers were killed. Have you got a beer? Hard work dodging stormtroopers.}

Says Jubjub happy to explain what had happened in the street.
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Jett could hear the lecturing tone in Brannexx's voice when he talked about keeping a low profile. She simply shrugged and said, "Sorry not sorry. They had it coming," before she headed to the engineering room.

OOC: Just a bit of a retcon above if GM allows. Jett would be rude to him, but as a player I wouldn't be! ;-P


Jett sees the Jawa eyeing X2, "Have you guys met? Nice droid."

And though Jett thought she understood what the Jawa said, what might have been something about deviant stormtroopers made her smile.

"Riiight. And no worries. Hey, we all have our secrets."

Having watched the jawa make the repairs, X2 may be able to relearn how to repair the ship.  Then, perhaps, they cols broom the little poor-man's mynock on some arctic planet somewhere.
When the little sleemo looks at te stromech at the mention of payment arrangements, a panel opens up and a manipulator arm extends, tipped by his active-and-ready-to-use laser welder.  The tone of the loud chirp and beep. That accompany it leave no doubt that X2 is not a valid form of payment.

In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 222):

When the jawa goes to work what he does is so quick and apt that it is hard for you to follow he is a true master of his craft.

The agreement is made and Hex gets to work fixing the hyperdrive within an hour it is fixed and checks are showing green. You blast off from tatooine, as storm troopers enter the docking bay. Soon you are at a safe distance and once again setting in a hyperdrive course you jump without issue into hyperspace.

For 10 days you travel uninterrupted along the plotted hyperspace root. and soon the warning light comes up letting you know that within the next few hours you will be arriving at your destination. The journey has given you all time to practice new skills, read pop up kids books or drink beer whatever takes your fancy.

Exiting hyperspace you all are astounded at what is before you a massive space station around which orbits a number of planets. Ships of all shapes and sizes are docking or leaving.



Across your radio comes a squeltch followed by a female voice.

*Sqeeltch.. "Copy the Hardluck we have you entering Star-port space, prepare to be scanned. State your business and docking requirements."*

OOC-11:02, Today: EP01, for the NPC Spaceport, rolled 29 using 7 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,6,6,5,5,{Wild}3,1.  focused scan.
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During the 10 days Hex busies himself by doing some maintenance to the ship and tinkering with is Ion Gun

18:52, Today: Hex Kliros rolled 28 using 6 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,{Wild}5,5,3,3,6.  Space transport repair.


[Private to GM: OOC: can get increase the damage on Hex' ion Gun by 1D with scavenged bits found on the ship?
Blaster Repair roll
18:46, Today: Hex Kliros rolled 31 using 6 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}6(+1),3,2,5,6,6. ]

In reply to EP01 (msg # 226):

[Private to GM: Can i jury-rig it then for +2D and it doesn't cost anything]

In reply to EP01 (msg # 226):

[Private to GM: nevermind the whole jury rigging thing is a bit complecated was just looking for someething to do for 10days]

In reply to Hex Kliros (msg # 228):

[Private to Hex Kliros: By the end of 10 days you could improve your jawa ion gun a pip as it is a jawa ion gun, and sure the first pip will be free.

On a side note the Ewok offered you 2 blaster packs to modify his utility belt to be a different colour and have the sheath for his vibro dagger permanently attached.

You could easily achieve both belt adjustment and the 1pip on your jawa ion blaster]
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During the hyper travel the ewok will read his pop up book again and again, he will have Jett, Zenna, Brannexx, and even X2 read his favourite stories to him until they are jedi’ed out. He will cut a broom in 2 using the handle as a light sabre and run round the ship pretending to be a Jedi warrior. Besides all these antics he will pester Hex about the utility belt he needs it a different colour as he doesn’t want imps stopping him as he has one of their belts and also can he attach the sheath for the vibroblade which is like a sword for the little guy. When the ship drops out of hyper space and the ewok sees the sky dragon nest for the first time all you get from him is a ...


“Whoooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw”

Hex accepts the Jubjub's offer and alters the utility belt

08:31, Today: Hex Kliros rolled 30 using 6 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}4,6,3,6,5,4.  Armor repair.

After the ship jumped safely into hyperspace, Jett felt more confident, not only in their latest cargo run (finally) going smoothly, but also in the mutually-beneficial deal they'd brokered with the Jawa.

That the "fine print" of a stake in a ship included certain debts might not have been the fullest disclosure, and X2 might not have liked being dangled as bait, but if they hadn't gotten a move on fast, things probably would've gotten a lot worse faster.

---

Jett spends some time over the 10 days working on her music, with her singing and hallikset probably audible through the corridors. If she winds up with a song she likes, she'll test it out at the next cantina gig she comes across:

17:09, Today: Jett rolled 23 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,6,2,3,{Wild}6(+2).
Artist: Singer/Songwriter 4D + either preparation bonus or double-time bonus of +1D.

Jett also reads Jubjub a few stories from his Jedi book, though she quickly grows tired of the same tall tales, spun various ways. Only so much good a lazer sword could do.

She approaches the Jawa about perhaps upping the power output of the DL-18 as well. With the blaster's rep for easy modification, she hoped that Hex could get it so that the DL-18's bolts could punch through stormtrooper armor without issue.

"Hey, thanks for patching up our hyperdrive," she said to Hex, sincerely, before holding out her blaster. "You think you can crank this up to 11 without it blowing up when I pull the trigger?"

---

Once the ship lurched back into realspace and she heard the hail, Jett jumped on the comm, hopefully not to Zenna's chargin.

* "Acknowledged, Spaceport control. Ready when you are. Just a supply drop, but I'm hoping we can get a little R&R in after. We probably can't stay too long and we're on a pretty-tight budget, but... anything good you can recommend?" *

OOC: if roll is needed, see below:

17:31, Today: Jett rolled 16 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,4,6,1,{Wild}3.
Con attempt: Nothing to see here, just us smugglers.

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In reply to Jett (msg # 232):

" I crank it to 12 cost very little and it wont explode ... maybe"


"need parts for other way"

X2 spends a good portion of the ten days reprogramming himself, by familiarizing himself more with the ship's sensors and shields, and poring through the schematics of the ship.  Every day, he also does maitenance on his "baby", the gravesled, the new "coolant tank", which was made to be easily removable, and by keeping close tabs on the vermin-like jawa.
[Private to EP01: Adding +1 pip to Shields, Sensors, and Space Transport Repair.]

“Not a problem Hardluck we have you logged for docking at bay 187. I am sending you the flight path. Please proceed “

Replies the woman’s voice ignoring the question about recreation. You’re sent flight coordinates to the assigned docking bay as you approach you see bays 186,188 and 189 are all empty.

"Oh, now I have a really bad feeling about this," Jett said, checking the power pack on her pistol. She hit the switch for the internal comm only.

*** "Hey, guys. Uhhhh, batten down the hatches and what not, just look alive in case we've got a welcoming committee."

"And can we get a scan on 187? I've seen slash lived enough drama with local law enforcement and Imperial entanglements to know that number can be bad luck. And I for one am not showing up DOA." ***

From his droid slot, X2 operates the scannners, focussing them on the indicated docking area.
20:22, Today: X2-D9 rolled 11 (17 excluding the wild die) using 6 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,{Wild}1,5,4,1,1.  Focussed sensor scan.

In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 237):

You scan multiple lifeforms between 6 and 12 waiting at the far end of the bay.

Flying the ship expertly Zenna lands in bay 187 as soon as you land a patrol of 6 station officers and a scanning crew form up at your exit ramp and a voice comes across the coms,

“Exit your ship unarmed. The mag clamps have been enacted. We are going to search your vessel for contraband!”

“Meechoo acho half e Ehda boogdu nochoo dis. Kash frag notch kawi we rer tonic thek?”

_{I also have a bad feeling about this. How did they know we were coming here?}
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As soon as he gets the information from the scanners, he lets the others know through the ship's comm system.  as they approach, his series of sounds is translated the same way.  He removes himself from the droid slot and tolls towards the cargo hold.
16:16, Today: X2-D9 rolled 2 (9 excluding the wild die) using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}1,2,6.  Use own sensors to scan cargo.  The Diceroller does not like me.

Jett hit the comm, *"Roger-roger. On the way out now."*
Then she gritted her teeth in a mock-smile at Zenna, "Hey, if there's trouble, I can sweet talk 'em."


"You said it, Jubjub," Jett said, again only catching the gist but sensing the feeling of being ill-at-ease in the words. "I don't like the smell of it. We gotta keep our eyes peeled."


As she left the cockpit and saw X2 trundling toward the hold, she called after him, "Hey! You got, um... any "space" in there, so to speak, to stash a pistol? No offense of course. After all, you guys did such a number on concealing the cargo, I figure maybe you'd be able to help us push our luck with one blaster, no?"

X2 stops and regards Jett for a moment.  He begins and interrogative series of beeps and warbles.  From what she can gather, his response is:
I do.  But why?  They know that traders face pirates and outlaws, that most have at least one weapon aboard.  As long as you don't carry it off ship, it should not be a problem.

Once the crew other than X2 (because who cares about a droid) leaves the ship 4 of the officers weapons trained upon you hold you to one side while a special agent and the rest of the security officers proceed to turn your ship upside down and inside out looking for something. They scan it thrice and search every barrel of oil, but still they come up with nothing. As the hours pass the special agent gets more and more frustrated. Finally after 4 hours and searching the ship and cargo back to front as well with prompting from the scanner crew chief, the special agent finally throws in the towel. Those of you listening carefully manage to catch a snippet of the conversation between the scan crew chief and the special agent before they let you all go.

“There isn’t anything on that ship...... the only guns ...........are personal sidearm’s .........isn’t registered . ........  arsenal ......... talking about...... your information..... shit .......... Agent Deluc........ trouble ...... minor infraction..... to stick...... nothing here.”

Says the scan crew chief.The Special agent growls loudly, anger clear in his face,

“These guys are dirty I can smell it! Cut em loose but..... man on watch. I .....,find a rat....”

He storms from the bay, and the scan crew chief comes over and says,

“Get that DL11 registration up to date, other than that nothing was found in this random cargo check. You’re free to conduct your business here. Have a good day .”

Hey turns waving his crew out of the bay. All you can think is that was anything but random.
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As soon as they Jubjub will run into the ship grab his vibrio dagger as he leaves he says to X2,

Tell ta others Meechoo am mug afto ta jowtoc buba. See Kush he moots Meechoo will ta back.

_{Tell the others I am going after the special agent. See who he meets I will be back.}

He leaves the bay sneaking past the man on watch and uses his sense of smell to track the special agent and sneak to follow him. Hopefully finding out who’s the informant and what they plan next.

14:43, Today: Jubjub rolled 22 using 8 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 1,{Wild}2,2,3,2,4,2,4.  Sneakily follows him to his contact and watches what goes down .
14:42, Today: Jubjub rolled 41 using 9 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,2,2,{Wild}5,6,6,4,6,4.  Track special agent.
14:41, Today: Jubjub rolled 37 using 8 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,3,5,3,{Wild}5,5,6,5.  Sneak past guard.
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Having (begrudingly) seen the wisdom in not trying to conceal a weapon and in flying casual – this time anyway, Jett sauntered out of the ship to greet the scanning crew and security agents, though they seemed particularly focused on the task at hand to care. She gave a florid faux-friendly "welcome" nonetheless — an overly dramatic bow and gesture of open palms toward the ship as they board.

While the stern Special Agent — Deluc? — conducted his business in gruff fashion but ultimately came away with nothing, Jett furrowed her brow at him, with mock concern and pursed lips, ironically nodding along with his frustrated assessment.

When the crew chief finally clears them, Jett gives a click with her mouth and a finger-fun gesture, "Aye, chief. Gonna get on that registration ASAP. Give my regards to all the other randos who get their cargo checked today."

As the group departed, Jett turned to Zenna and Brannexx, "Random, riiight."

Then she walked back into the YT-2400, to retrieve her sidearm. "Flying colors, X2! That cargo's own mother wouldn't have been able to recognize it!" she shouts at the droid, "You see anything suspect while they were tooling around in here?"

This message was last edited by the player at 16:31, Sat 11 May 2019.

In reply to Jubjub (msg # 245):

[Private to Jubjub: You manage to get the scent of the special agent it leads to an establishment of ill repute. You follow it inside and see the special agent dragging a bearded man out the back. Sneaking to the door you see the special agent has pinned the man against the wall saying to him,

“The information you gave me was shit, what the fuck am I paying for? I’m going to send you to the frigging mines for this.”

Terrified the man says,

“I swear the info was good I arranged the deal myself. They have it you just didn’t find it go look again. “

The agent thinks a moment before saying,

“No. This is what’s going to happen. We’re going to wire you up and you’re going to arrange delivery of the weapons and when the exchange takes place we’ll be there to take these guys down. “

What?! But I don’t have the 88000 credits to pay these guys and after you screwed the search they aren’t going to produce the weapons without seeing the money...

“I’ll get you the credits. Now move we have a meeting to arrange.”

He shoves the man up the access way looking back but not seeing you he herds the man deeper into the space station. ]
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Jubjub returns to the ship concerned about what he has seen he sneaks past the man on watch to rejoin the crew. He goes to Brannex first with his story the seasoned warrior might be able to help him understand what he had seen. He fires rapid ewokese at the warrior all hyped up about what seems to be going down.

"Brannexx, Meechoo saw ta scum we oda ota meed thek. Ta choho od ta ky draag booba dos booogooicha bim. Targo im oootas bort us ota gunna jabba's cargo ho im ugba. Im bat im ooki bie bim da mooc ky draag botchus ota od zo?!"

_{Brannexx, I saw the scum we were to meet here. The sheriff of the sky dragon nest was threatening him. Saying he must meet us to take Jabba's cargo as he arranged. He said he would tie him up with Sky dragon innards to do so?!}

The ewok points to some wires running along the inside of the ship, and continues his story,

"Meechoo nono boogato hyw im herbu do fratta.. ken ta sheriff and bim boogies herbu ta chawak toe waga mechawa mad ta icholo. Ta scum popo jabba's dughos dikot eco bub ta credits ta sheriff nub im herbu fodu sur im goe ta credits ub ta meedgo uth padja togu. Do kush chochobo noroway ta sheriff ta planning?"

_{I didn't understand why he would do that.. Then the sheriff and his guards would be ambushing us when we made the exchange. The guy buying Jabba's goods didn't even have the credits the sheriff said he would make sure he has the credits for the meeting with us though. Do you understand what the sheriff is planning?}

12:39, Today: Jubjub rolled 19 (23 excluding the wild die) using 8 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,2,4,3,5,1,{Wild}1,4. sneak back past man on watch.
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You are all busy unloading your legit cargo when the ewok re-appears, out of breath and all hyped up about something. The unloading will take another hour at least. The hardluck is refueled leaving you a tidy sum of 2000 credits from your legit cargo run to share between the crew.

Using the crane on the gravsled, X2 works with the others to load the oil in a way that will prevent to drums from tipping over.  Time consuming, but well worth the effort.  Safe arrival of cargo and its offloading is very important to a ship's crew.
When Jubjub returns, the droid pauses whatever he is doing to listen to the little furball.

Wiping her brow, Jett was glad to have something to show for honest work — hard to come by in this galaxy, especially nowadays. Especially when the law wasn't exactly honest itself.

Once the Ewok appeared, chittering something to Brannexx, then to X2, but in earshot-ish of everyone else, Jett dusts her hands off and walks over, "Whoa-whoa, who said what about credits and sneak attacks? Nobody's taking our credits, I'll tell you that much."

In reply to Jett (msg # 251):

Jubjub slows down repeating what he said to whoever is there.


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“What do you mean he’ll be tied up with wires? Oh, you mean he’ll be wired. Looks like we’re getting set up... “

Says Zenna after listening carefully to the fur ball.

Posted by GM

In reply to Zenna Kern (msg # 253):

Jubjub nods at Zenna’s interpretation of what he said.

"Kriffing great. And wow, keen ear on you, Zee. Your galaxy brain took our furry friend's take from Tired to Wired in less than twelve parsecs," Jett said, impressed by Zenna's quick parsing of JubJub's somewhat confusing story.

"OK, well we need those credits one way or another. One, maybe we split now and try to pawn off what we've got ASAP. I mean, not our fault this guy can't get his act together. Two, and I'm liking this more and more maybe, we could get that 'sheriff' before he gets us. I mean, now *we* have the element of surprise, not them, right?"

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X2's series of beeps, chirps, whistles, and warbles is translated through the ship's coms.
We are going to need more weapons.  Correct?  I can use my sensors to better pinpoint where those waiting in ambush are located.  Thereby by taking away more of their element of surprise.  I can also monitor or jam their communications.  There is also the possibility that we can just leave, return to Jabba to let him know there was a planned ambush to just steal the cargo.  Or, we could even send him an encrypted message.
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In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 256):

“Weren’t ta sheriff  kijken bar weapons... do kush bink fratta weapons witcha what’s zeeg jabba’s crate? if meedo bar tok giving chaa ta crate then danthee meedo can tos noroway ta zeeg it. Cho tok boochi get us dub kash do meedo hooola dim?”

^{Weren’t the officers looking for weapons... do you think that weapons are what’s in Jabba’s crate? If we are not giving them the crate then maybe we can use what is in it. Did not devil get us job how do we contact him?}
This message was last edited by the player at 21:02, Mon 13 May 2019.

"Oof, I don't know how kindly Jabba ever takes to being told 'oh sorry, there was problem.' We'd be fed to the Rancor before ever getting a chance to explain."

"But! X2, if you really *can* tap into the wire that this guy will be wearing and jam it, maybe he won't be able to call the cavalry. Zee, Brannex and I can hand over a dummy crate filled with who-knows-what — captain's old clothes, something anyway — while JubJub sneaks the credits right out from under our man, while he thinks the cops are listening in? Still, if we flat out jam it, they'll know something's up. Distractions anyone? You guys see a fire alarm you can trigger? Or some jail cells you could spring open? Anything that might draw the 'sheriff's' attention?"

Then Jett tapped X2 on the dome, "Told you we should've checked out the crate first! Cassandra's curse. No one listens until it's too late."

In reply to Jett (msg # 258):

The size of the space station is monstrous there are factories and all sorts of facilities you have all seen 0.000001 percent of the place

"If tell Jabba, he use excuse to charge interest or worse"

"We could spring trap pretend crate not guns, buyer blue faced but then we know buyer, approach later"

In the cargo bay, X2 slots into the grav sled and brings it online.  Carefully, he attempts to being it up to the new "coolant tank" so he can release Jabba's cargo into the bed.
The "coolant tank" is designed as a box qith a quick release to open it so things can be stored inside, or easily removed.
07:36, Today: X2-D9 rolled 13 using 4 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 1,6,3,{Wild}3.  Repulsorlift ops.
This message was last edited by the player at 11:39, Tue 14 May 2019.

A quick search on the system you are in reveals the following information:

Corellia has given rise to a people famous for their sentimentality and notorious for their recklessness. "Corellia for Corellians" is their philosophy, and the system has a history of attempted secession.

The enigmatic Celestials are believed to have assembled the Corellian system from preexisting planets, using a combination of buried repulsors and the hyperspace engine, Centerpoint Station. Around the star Corell, their arrangement took shape first Corellia, then Drall, then the double worlds of Talus and Tralus (orbiting each other with Centerpoint Station suspended between them, and finally Selonia.

Drall and Selonia appear to have had native species of their own, while Corellia's Humans may have been transplanted there by the Celestials. By 30,000 BBY, the Corellian system had become part of the Rakatan Infinite Empire. The Corellians later built hyperspace cannons to link their system to Coruscant and Duro, and by 25,000 BBY they had perfected the modern hyperdrive.

Corellia kept its surface largely rural by moving starship construction facilities into space. The capital city of Coronet became an eclectic bazaar for off-duty spacers and bargain hunters, while other cities traded on the natural beauty of Corellia's beaches, mountain peaks, and crystal swamps.

In 312 BBY, King Berethron e Solo abolished Corellia's monarchy. In time, control of Corellia fell to a Diktat, whose duties included maximizing Corellia's footprint in shipbuilding and interstellar trade. Currently during our glorious Emperor's reign, Corellia answers to the auspicious Imperial Moff Bandersnatch.

You are currently on centerpoint station orbited by Talus and Tralus. Both planets would be heavily industrialised but of course there are areas that are abandoned on both planets for various reasons. As said Correllia has been kept mostly rural and more of a recreational planet/bazar for spacers, again you would be able to find recluse areas to conduct business forested if thats what you want. Drall and Selonia both are currently more like prison planets for the native inhabitants. With the Mof Bandersnatch using his fleet resources limiting who comes and goes to these planets. All inline with the empires regulations on other races of course. The mof has chosen containment rather than outright invasion and continued subjugation of these planets.

In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 261):

You remove the container and carefully bring it down to the ground.

“Meechoo like ta suggestion jett. We should arrange ta meeting enenah ky draags can’t land and treek zeeg with ta grav sled. Then we can keep ta cargo and take ta credits from ta scum setting us up. If we hide ta ship well they won’t know kash we are escaping. Danthee zeeg e remote eekeekeek on correllia or abandoned industrial site on talus and tralus. Ooooh what’s zeeg ta box?”

_{I like the suggestion Jett. We should arrange the meeting where ky draags can’t land and go in with the grav sled. Then we can keep the cargo and take the credits from the scum setting us up. If we hide the ship well they won’t know how we are escaping. Maybe in a remote forest on correllia or abandoned industrial site on Talus and Tralus. Ooooh what’s in the box?}

Says the ewok, his basic improving all the time. Before being distracted by the cargo crate as he runs his filthy paws over it.
This message was last edited by the player at 20:29, Tue 14 May 2019.

Once he has the gravsled down to deck level, X2 uses the crane to position himself next to the crate.  Extending his s-comp, he plugs into the lock. He then scans the tiny computer inside for any informationon he might be able to glean.
16:52, Today: X2-D9 rolled 8 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,{Wild}4.  Technical-Security.
16:51, Today: X2-D9 rolled 13 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 4,{Wild}6(+3).  Technical-Computer Program/Repair.

In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 265):

It is a simple computer lock with a 4 number code that will take you a few minutes to crack. Do you open it?

OOC: Also please note the special agent is an imperial where as the rest of the officers and scanning crew were Centerpoint Station police.
This message was last edited by the GM at 22:01, Tue 14 May 2019.

In reply to EP01 (msg # 266):

“Can we open it Chak?”

_{Can we open it yes?}

Asks the ewok looking at X2

X2's s-comp connection begins to rotate back and forth as he tries to open the lock.

There’s a wirr from X2 then a click and the latches open. Opening the box reveals a cache of weapons. Thermal dets, a number of blaster rifles and pistols all empire issue.
This message had punctuation tweaked by the GM at 01:47, Wed 15 May 2019.

From the ship's coms comes a translation for a series of droidspeak sounds.
That slimeball slug set us up.

"Oh snap!" Jett said, laying eyes upon the crate contents, "Nice. I suspected as much — but I didn't suspect it's be so slick a set."

She reaches for one of the 22T4s... and the look on her face says she really wants to keep it.
"This is an ISB special. Man, no wonder that Agent was creeping around with local law goons."

Then she picks up a thermal detonator, "And it looks like we might have our distraction right here, right? Or at least a goodbye kiss-off. If Utinni here can rig this to blow, but on some kinda delay, when it goes off, one of us snatches the credits from our man — who we know is feeling the heat — and we make a run for it."

"Once Zenna scoops us up, we live happily ever, packing heat and sticking it to the Man."

The droid begins another series of droidspeak, this one very long.  Almost immediately, however, the translation comes through the ship's coms.
Fill the crate with spare parts, hide the guns.  Tell the contact where we hide the crate, find out where to collect the money.  We can either leave the money and go, or the Mynock and the ewok can distract the Imperials watching the money and steal it.  They can use a dud thermal detonator.  Then we hide the weapons somewhere, go back to Tatooine and sell them to those Rebels for double what Jabba asked.  Then we give him the money to pay the debt.

“I can dig it,” Jett said. “We tell our guy to meet me and Brannexx in the woodsiest planetfall we can find, then we hand off the dummy crate while X2 is messing with clear comms. Hex riggs up either a decoy detonator to scare him, or one on delay — can you do both in time? —  for the distraction. And depending on who’s carrying the credits, either I or Jubjub — who’d be so deep in his element even we wouldn’t be able to see him — will grab the credits and we make a dash for the hoversled to the ship — which Zee will have ready to make our getaway! If all goes well, we’ll have the credits to send Jabba’s way, then we turn around and sell the weapons! Bang-bang, it’s double the take!”

Jett put her hands on her hips, and almost grinning now. “This could work.”

OOC: Seems like a good amalgam of the plans. I’m up for this, if you guys are. Also, lol “the Mynock.”
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X2's dome rotates, as though he is looking at each in turn, before chirping and warbling again.  I, however, want to keep one of the blasters.  And a few powerpacks, the com translates.
This message was last edited by the player at 19:14, Wed 15 May 2019.

“Alright it sounds like we have something workable. X2 jump on the scanners hook into the station if you have to and find us a suitable site for the exchange. Remember we need somewhere they can’t land We’ll make them come in via speeders and we need a quick root back to the hard luck. Jubjub you I will hide these weapons in case the scanning crew comes back. Brannexx and Jett find stuff that isn’t illegal to replace it with. Hex take some of those thermal dets and get started on the timed distraction. Oh and X2 here.

Zenna tosses X2 a blaster pistol from the crate. Then gets to work gathering the weapons to be hidden around the ship.

Posted by GM.

X2 chrips a "Thanks", even as he speaks again through the coms.  We can just store them back in the "new coolant tank".

I'm sorry, but I didn't picture the crate as the coolant tanks, but as being placed within a box made to look like one.

"Yes we can X2, if Jett and brannexx can find another empty crate to use. If not sorry but you lose your coolant tank hidden compartment. Brannexx and Jett that might be easier let's see if we can find another crate roughly the same size before we hide this stuff? Common Jubjub.."

Says Zenna taking a quick look for another crate.

posted by DM

Jubjub goes looking for what would eb a usable box for the fake meet it needs to be big enough to hold everything.

14:13, Today: Jubjub rolled 32 using 8 dice and +2 pips with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 3,6,4,2,3,6,{Wild}3,3. search for useable box.

In reply to Jubjub (msg # 278):

Yep the next bay over has a box that will do. you get some help and 4 of you carry the empty crate back to your docking bay. soon it is filled with junk.

X2 Can I get another hide roll on the guns please in your fake coolant tank. Putting it back perfectly. (8d6+12)

With JubJub having so quickly located a suitable box in the next cargo bay over, Jett decides to devote her search time to finding items of similar size and weight – and precious little value — to fill the crate with.

And if X2 was keeping one of the ISB-issue hold-out blasters, Jett certainly was too. Grabbing a power pack from the initial discovery and loading it, Jett stashes the second pistol in the back of her waistband. Now where would be best for her to convince their contact to meet?

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11:41, Today: Jett rolled 13 using 3 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,6,{Wild}5.
Planetary Systems: Forest planet that would provide best cover for hand-off hit and run?

 Brannexx had held his opinion on the the previous" Shoot a Stormtrooper for grins" matter, but the plan being proposed now demanded he sound off. " Sooo, you want to frack with a Special Investigator of the Empire. We set them up, and we MIGHT get the money,and we might not. So far, they only suspect us of something, but if pull the trigger on what you have in mind, they will know we are what they thought we where." Branexx took a drink of beer, and he handed another bottle to Jub Jub.

 "We might get the credits, but we WILL be wanted by the Empire, bounties placed upon all our heads. I am not going to accept  this idea of yours. I have a better one. We grab our contact that is an imperial stooge, and give him gift wrapped to Jabba. Let the crime lord take out his anger on that piece of poodoo. He will be annoyed with us, but we will show we are loyal." He took a drink of beer.
This message was last edited by the player at 14:37, Sun 19 May 2019.

Searching the nearby planets you find 3 suitable areas:

1. An abandoned factory area where you can place your ship inside an abandoned factory but it is also most accessible by ships on the planet talus.

2. A polluted swamp region where you will need to park your ship well away from the meeting site but no ships could approach and land they like you would need to come in in ground vehicles. Located on the planet Tralus.

3. A forested area of correllia with wooded areas to hide your ship within a short distance from the site and room for them to land nearby but little access from the Sky.

Hex votes for option 1 as the other 2 options sound inhospitable.

Jett folded her arms in response to Brannex's plan, but directed her answer to everyone, "The difference is this way we set *them* up. Look, I hate to pin it on our late captain, but hey, if Agent Badguy needs an explanation, well, let's say our contact and the Cap were old buddies. As far as I know *he* planned this hand-off with Gregorious that the Cap kept mum about. And in our business, it's supposed to be no questions asked, right? And look out, spoilers, but I think we try to palm the creds on the sly first, and only pull a smash-and-grab and make a break for it, *if* the poodoo hits the fan."

Then, after reviewing the planetside options available, Jett said, "Either the abandoned factory space on Talus or the forests of Corellia. In the woods, we can at least be a little more cloak and dagger — but if there's little skybound access, I can see that getting real messy real fast, especially if we need to make a quick getaway. Abandoned factory's wide open to air traffic though, so... I guess it's pick your poison for escape route?"

"What do we like better and what'll get us less... dead? Weaving through waves of TIEs, or squeezing our bird through treetops. I could go either way."

This message was last edited by the player at 13:56, Mon 20 May 2019.

X2 mulls over the options, chirping quietly as his processor runs through them.  None of them sound perfect, but the swamp may be the best option.
The translation comes through the coms again.
I think the swamp may be the best option.  No one can brings a ship in, and we can lose pursuit through the trees.  If we camouflage the ship, maybe even sink it into the water somewhere, we can hide out for awhile until the heat is gone.

 Brannexx just looked at Jett, that obviously had ignored what he had just said. " FINE!. You want to play with these jokers, then let's play for keeps. We break out some of Jabba's weapons and ambush the ambushers, and wipe them out.. We keep the contact alive to give as a present to Jabba. We get the money and expose a traitor. What say you?"

Jett shook her head, "Look, all I'm saying is that if we give them the weapons, we're frakked and caught red-handed dealing in contraband. If we do that, *that's* when the Empire will know we're what they think we are.

But if we give them a box of the captain's old clothes and whatever other junk we have, I can convince 'em it's on our client and that he pulled a swap. If I can't, well, that's where Jubjub and his nimble paws come in. If he can't snag those credits then? Then we go in guns blazing.

And if it gets to that point, you can even take your new hostage, I guess." Jett raised an eyebrow, "I know you seem to like the company."

ooc: Jett is just giving Brannexx a hard time with that last comment, what with his interrogating the Bothan previously.

This message was last edited by the player at 18:00, Tue 21 May 2019.

OOC how are you going to hide your identity ?

While you are gasbagging in the ship a shady guy (your contact) comes creeping around the entrance to dock 187.  He looks nervous every now and then scratching his lapel or cupping a hand to his ear mumbling something to his lapel.
This message was last edited by the GM at 01:42, Wed 22 May 2019.

"Kriffing Stang," Jett cursed, seeing the shadow figure creeping around.

She grabs the nearest bit of big-enough work cloth and wraps it around her head like a scarf, hopefully concealing enough of her face from spying eyes.

Then with the holster of her blaster unclipped and ready to draw if need be, she rushed out to intercept their contact in as believably friendly a fashion as she can muster.

"You might get your chance to get your new roommate sooner than I thought," she says to Brannexx. "You, JJ or Zee, uh — cover me."

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ooc: We see the guy creeping around, yes? I'm able to spot him through the viewport?

In reply to Jett (msg # 290):

OOC : Yep that’s why I posted it
:)

Before Jett can run off to meet the cretin that set you all up Zenna grabs her shoulder and with a sly smile says,

“Wait Jett! Remember he’s wired, and we’re probably under surveillance. Play innocent with him for now. Like we don’t know him or his cargo. Tell him to pissoff if he asks about anything illicit, act as though we don’t have anything to do with that shit. Play it cool, like ice cold.

We’ll get Jubs to follow him when he leaves. Then you and Brannexx can arrange your own meeting in a dark corridor. Cover up, so he won’t recognise you. When you do talk to him, if he asks about the hardluck, just say it was a decoy to throw the imps off the scent.

That way the hardluck stays clean and we can still arrange the ambu.. I mean a meeting.”

She then turns to the ewok.

“Jubs, when he leaves you follow him ok. Keep in contact via comlink, we need to know where he is. I am sure  Jett and Brannexx here are looking forward to a one on one meeting with this guy.”

She stops as though she remembers something and turns to Brannexx.

“And when you catch up with this guy, Brannexx. You may want to “accidentally” let it slip that your imperial contact gave you a heads up on the bust, thus the decoy. If we are convincing enough that special dick will think that there is a mole in his department. He won’t bring in as many troops to the party, because he won’t know who to trust. That may even the odds a little and make them more missable..Ya know what i’m saying?”

Posted by DM
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Jett froze mid-stride and wrapped the scarf further around her face and head, leaving only her eyes and nose exposed.

"Good idea. And... trust me." One could almost sense the smile developing underneath the scarf as she continued, "I mean, I *am* innocent after all."

Then she loped down the entry ramp. Upon catching the interloper's eye, Jett affected a terrible accent.

"Oi! Get eway from ther, vaygrant. We 'ont 'ave any food we can spare! I've 'alf a moind to cawl securi'ee. Get lost, creepa!"

This message was last edited by the player at 03:28, Thu 23 May 2019.

The creepy guy almost jumps out of his skin at your approach before nervously saying,

“It’s me Nilo, I was to meet you here for my shipment, just them asshole security officers been all over this place, know what I mean... But have you got the cargo they aren’t around at the moment I have my utility vehicle parked in the main hallway, ready to go.”

In reply to Nilo De-sub (msg # 295):

Jett shook her head, laying it on thick — the opposite of what Zenna advised — hopefully for the better? What with Zenna’s desire to play it so... *controlled* all the time, Jett worried about the toll all that restraint took. So she persisted.

“What’s all ‘is then? I don’ know a Milo, ‘av never seen ye mug before — and I ain’ buying no utility speeder in the dead of night! Securi’ee is gunna be all ova here again, if ya don’ beat it! Scram, ye nightcrawler!”


14:29, Today: Jett rolled 19 using 5 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 2,3,{Wild}5,4,5.  Con vs. Nilo De-Sub.

This message was last edited by the player at 19:30, Sun 26 May 2019.

"Huh what no.. I am supposed to collect a "speeeciiall" cargo from you. You are from the hardluck aren't you I have the cash in imperial credits but I need to see the goods. Look is the captain of the Hardluck available he may know what I am talking about."

Says Nilo becoming very confused.

"Hard up? Oi, you, me and half the galaxy, pal! Look, this is the Devil's Daughter and I'm the captain."

She tapped one of her ears through the fabric, "Had a few engines go boom, so I don't hear too well, but I sure as Hell've heard enough outta you. Now beat it."

Jett then let her hand very obviously drift down to her holstered blaster, "Cuz if you keep pushin' your luck, the only kind you're gonna have is bad luck."

She arched her brows in as intimidating a fashion as she could, hoping the already skittish De-Sub was get the hint — and that JubJub was ready to tail him.

X2 decides to roll up to the gang plank, watching the contact and Jett, ready to call for assistance if she needs it.  Or, to act quickly as well.