Sergeant 2 barks an order to squad 5 to move to cover and then climbs the ladder to the catwalk.
Squad 5 quickly moves up into cover near the back of the shuttle.
Squad 2 unsure where the grenade came from and seeing a Trandoshan and Sullustan dart across the hangar bay decide to shoot at the blood covered reptile. Their shots miss the Trandoshan but connect with his vibrosword knocking it from his hand.
Out of the hall to the rec room runs 4 tie fighter pilots who are heading to the ladder to board their fighter.
With a click one of the Verpine says, "you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, we however are working for the alliance and Commander Ackbar. What should we do? We dont have any weapons but maybe we can help the alliance fighters. The empire will just kill us anyway."
Kara growls. ...'I knew they were tough, but'... That Sergeant had to die. Prone on the catwalk, she braces the Czerka heavy against a stantion, focusing on the Sergeant.
She lets loose a burst that catches the man fully, burning through his armor and sending him spinning off of the catwalk. She smiles. ...'take that, Imp'... Although the irony of that statement is not lost on her...again. The violence of the dying man is enough to distarct the other Imps in the room...it's pretty grim after all...just the way Kara likes it.
Kara growls. ...'I knew they were tough, but'... That Sergeant had to die. Prone on the catwalk, she braces the Czerka heavy against a stantion, focusing on the Sergeant.
She lets loose a burst that catches the man fully, burning through his armor and sending him spinning off of the catwalk. She smiles. ...'take that, Imp'... Although the irony of that statement is not lost on her...again. The violence of the dying man is enough to distarct the other Imps in the room...it's pretty grim after all...just the way Kara likes it.
Aristi stares at the Verpine. "What? Do you mean the Rebellion? Of all the things in the Outer Rim, it just had to be the Rebellion, didn't it? Well, you've got a point, I don't fancy waiting around for the Empire to interrogate me, let's blast out of here. We might even save some of your friends out there. Can anyone here operate a ship's blasters? If so, then find where they are on this ship and get 'em warmed up, there's gotta be something. You and...you..," pointing at two of the Verpine, "Get over to the hatch and be ready to open up. The rest of you, find something useful to do!"
Aristi heads for the cockpit. The controls are made for a creature with thicker fingers, Mon Calamari or Quarren he's not sure, but the configuration is pretty standard. He starts warming up the ship as well as any armaments.
The verpine scurry around and start the freighter up in preparation to use the laser cannon.
"You alright, Trandoshan?", shouts Juviest as he opens fire on the squad assaulting Thrask, stopping for a moment, then continuing his run.
3S, 2 Adv. Spending one to hit second time.
Several shots land on the squad in cover, each felling an imperial soldier. "You still counting the points?", he grins darkly as he continues towards the shuttle's entrance.
The Mon Cal freighter starts to come alive also as the indicator lights start flashing and the engines humming.
Thrask hissed softly as he ran past the Sullustan "Minor wounds won't slow me down." he said softly assuming that he could hear with those big ass ears. He sprinted down the way trying to find the damned door of this stupid ship to stop the bastard from getting away.
Sargent 1 calls to squad 5, "Sullistan coming your way" giving them the warning needed to be ready for their target. As Juviest starts to exit the smoke cloud, squad 5 is there to greet him with blaster bolts to the chest.
The Sargent seeing a blood soaked Trandoashan very close, somewhat blurry but there non the less, fires his heavy blaster striking Thrask squarely in the chest knocking him out and sending him to the ground. As he fired he backed up clumsily out of fear and fell to the ground landing outside the smoke grenades radius.
Squad 4 grabs cover again and fires on Kara but misses.
With almost all the others near the ship Rann makes a run for it, not wanting to become separated and seeing as how they are to leave as soon as possible.
The ship was warming up nicely. Taking the controls Aristi slews it around so that the Verpine can target the guns on the stormtroopers, giving everyone a chance to blast out of here. He opens the ship's intercom to speak to the Verpine stationed at the main hatch, telling them to open it up. "And if you find any blasters laying around, watch out for any stormtroopers trying to board the ship!"
Djebelle cries out in alarm as Juviest falls under the weight of blaster fire; she also realises she's getting isolated from the others. Drawing her - ludicrously - heavy blaster pistol, which barely fits in her hand, she vaults down the ladder and toward the shuttle.
Seeing the sergeant, she hesitates - barely - but opens fire, biting her lip as she does so. She hits him solidly, but that only draws his attention...
seeing another rebel running and shooting at him, the sergeant leaps to his feet.
A wave of Verpine come running out of the MonCal freighter grabbing the troopers dropped weapons.
the 4 Tie pilots climb the ladder and sprint toward their fighters.
Juviest's eyes squint, partly from the pain, partly from rage, as he turns his two heavy blaster pistols towards the squad. The heavy fire takes a heavy toll on the imperials, letting the old Sullustan use the distraction to duck behind the shuttle.
He draws a medkit with a wincing notion, the cover worn and old, and sticks it in the Trandoshan's paws. "You know how to use this, Trandoshan?"
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The oversized blaster trembles in Djebelle's hand: she's in point-blank range, time to end this.
Bringing her other hand up to the gun, she aims at the sergeant.
And stops.
Freezes.
She can't do this. She can't end a life. Not like this. It's one thing to shoot at people from a distance; another to gun them down right in front of you. Everything in her rebels at the thought.
The gun stays pointed at the sergeant, but its trembling betrays the owner's nerves.
Do it! Pull the trigger! It's you or him...
Tears spill out of her eyes, running down her cheeks. Then it'll have to be her. She can't - won't -
Djebelle slides a look up at Kara, ensconced above. She knows that the tactically sensible thing for the Chiss woman to do is leave her to it and focus on taking down the TIE pilots before they reach their craft.
Her soft brown eyes meet Kara's own glowing red ones:
Help me...
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Kara watches the scene unfold in slow motion below her. Djebelle's hesitation, the Stormtrooper Sergeant turning to face her, blaster out. She can see the turmoil in the woman's face, see the pain of her decision. For a moment, Kara believes Djebelle will let self-preservation kick in, let her finger pull that trigger and save herself. Then she wavers, and the barrel of her blaster dips just so. When she looks up at Kara, the world comes back up to speed...
A squad behind trying to kill her, TIE pilots coming up on her right, and now this...
...'dammit Djebelle'...
Kara doesn't hesitate. She leans out over the edge of the catwalk, making sure to keep the bulk of the metal structure between her and the squad below her. Bracing the big rifle, she squeezes...
The Czerka barks, rippling fire tearing into the Imp sergeant, killing him instantly. Dropping down to a knee, she whirls towards the oncoming pilots.
Kara winces as the blaster fire explodes around her kneeling form. She can barely see the TIE pilots through the smoke and sparks.
...'we're going to have a talk, you and I, Djebelle, when this is over'...
Another shot from the squad below her explodes right under her position.
...'if we live through it'...
the sergeant perplexed by the little ones weakness, starts to smile only to get hit from above. He drops to the floor his helmet rolling off and spinning until it comes to rest in front of djebelle's weeping figure.
Squad 4 fires on Kara again but misses
the Tie pilots, rush Kara, who they believe is suppressed and fire as they get to her hitting her with their light blaster pistols.
Squad 5 fires at juviest missing his prone figure through the smoke cloud.
Falling hard on his chest, Juviest coughs again. I'm getting too old for this..., he thinks as he rolls flat on his back and takes aim at the remaining troopers behind cover.
As the bolts fly, he rolls back behind the shuttle.
Leaning on the landing gear, he takes a deep breath, coughing again. Reaching into the open medkit, he takes a small vial labeled 'Cleaning Alcohol' and takes a small sip, passing Thrask a glance. "What. You got to be clear on the insides as well."
Thrask picked up the medpack on his way to the backside of the ship. He looked around a bit bewildered looking for the enemy but seeing none in the smoke. He growled and nodded at the Sullustan.
He pulled two stimpacks out and jammed one in the small one's side. He threw away the empty and looked for a fresh deep wound and clenched his jaw before jamming the stimpack into it and letting out a roar of pain.
He began to pant and looked about wildly for someone to take the pain out on.
Arannis gives Djebelle a sympathetic look and a smile before once again turning his attention to the remaining Imperials, specifically the ones menacing Kara, and firing a shot.
"At least we seem to be doing well," he quips, "all things considered."
Firing at TIE pilots: 1eB+3eA+2eD 2 successes, 2 threat
This Mon Cal's environmentals seemed to be set to humid. An indicator illuminated to show that the laser cannon was warmed up and ready, but Aristi barely notices as he stares out of the cockpit. Was that all of the Verpine out there on the deck? Aristi turns to shout across to the gun turret: "Hey. Hey! Is anyone manning that gun? Look, if you're gonna hang around out there, don't be surprised if I leave you behind. Ugh." The Bothan runs down the corridor to the cockpit, loosely straps in and looks for targets. All he can really see are the fighter pilots heading for those TiEs. Yeah, like I'm gonna let that happen, he thinks. Aristi presses the trigger, sending blue bolts at the pilots.
Gunnery, firing at TIE pilots: 3eA + 2eS: 2 successes, 1 advantage, 1 failure
Ooh. Sorry to hear that. Take your time, no rush on the game!
Rann's shot drops one of the tie pilots sending him off the edge of the catwalk onto the floor below, however his shots also forced Kara to press herself deeper into the catwalk floor to keep from getting hit.
At that moment the turret of the freighter starts shooting at the TIE pilots vaporizing the remaining pilots in a bright flash.
The verpine around the freighter, now with weapons, duck when the turret goes off and are not sure what to do next as they dont see any imperials.
"sonova...!" Kara swears as the cannon blasts the catwalk. She tries to press herself deeper into the grate of the structure. '...small target, small target...'
She reaches into her belt and pulls out a stimpack. Jamming into her leg with a hiss of pain, she rolls over to take stock in the situation.
The stormtrooper Sergeant's broken, battle-scorched helmet rolls to a stop at Djebelle's feet. She looks at it. She looks up at Kara, hurt and bleeding. She looks back at the Verpine, armed and eager but directionless.
Something clicks.
Drawing on her Force powers, she augments herself, giving a swagger and confidence to her voice she surely doesn't feel right now.
"You there! Get your damn sorry asses over here RIGHT the FRAG now!!!!" She points angrily at the stormtrooper squads 4 and 5. "See them? Shoot them! Get it? Got it? Good! Now go save my friend up there. "
Leadership plus Force Power check
Thrask charged up the loading ramp, his free hand hitting the commlink "[b]Anyone see a vibrosword, pick it up for me.[b]" he said as he entered the ship and let out a beastial roar.
The Quarren lets out a squeal and sprays ink on the controls of the ship.
Squad 4 drops prone and fires on Kara bolts striking around an on her. .
Squad 5 seeing thrask charge by onto the ship pepper him with blaster fire.
The verpine, emboldened by the speech and seeing Kara being hit, run forward and fire on squad 4 sending one of the members falling off the catwalk.
Juviest leans out from the corner and takes aim at the remainder of squad 5, gritting his teeth as he sees Thrask take another volley of shots.
A couple of fierce shots land in the midst of the ranks, as he looks upstairs to see Kara get hit by another volley. "Stay down, LT! Cavalry's coming!", he shouts.
A lucky shot takes out the TIE pilots. Aristi cringes. That's not going to do me any favours, he thinks. I guess I'm committed now. He slings the turret around, and targets the other ship, intending to disable it to spoil chances of pursuit. He's not quite sure what he should be shooting at, however, and his shots are wild.
Gunnery, firing at shuttle: 3eA + 2eD: 1 success, 1 advantage, 1 failure, 3 threats
Juviest shots take out 2 of the remaining squad members leaving one standing.
With only one Imperial left standing from the squad Juviet shot at, Arannis takes another shot, hoping to end this particular part of the fight so that they are able to finally make their escape.
Firing at Squad 5: 1eB+3eA+2eD 2 successes, 1 advantage
Aristide is just about to blast the shuttle when he remembers the Verpine saying there were.some fighters onboard. He pounds the controls but, thinking quickly, he runs once more down the corridor and back to the cockpit. He slides the ship around to keep the shuttle from taking off. Meanwhile the Bothan thumbs the external comma and checks that the main hatch is still open: "Anyone planning on getting ought of here? Well let's go, because I'm not planning on sticking around!" The ship is just hovering a couple feet off the ground
Thrask seeing the Quarren's reaction to his roar would continue on by saying loudly. "I will offer you two choices Quarren....A quick death by the scorekeeper's honor...or if you prefer the cowardly choice, imprisonment, IF you stand up from that console and surrender. Or, I will tear apart with my claws eating you alive over the next month."
Rann takes out the remaining member of squad 5.
The Mon Cal freighter hovers and slides itself behind the shuttle blocking its escape. "Anyone planning on getting ought of here? Well let's go, because I'm not planning on sticking around!" comes from the freighter's comm system.
The quarren stands up and faces Thrask, he looks like as if he is about to say something. He shrugs his shoulders and fires his blaster striking thrask.
Kara slings her blaster rifle, rolling over to the edge of catwalk. She slips her legs over the side, and hanging on for a second, drops off to the floor.
She lands with a roll, taking stock of the situation. With the Mon Cal freighter almost on top of her, she takes care to not get in the way.
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Thrask takes the bolt to the chest, smoke pouring out of the hole and a grin shows on his face. "My favorite answer..." he says, the voice tailing off into a hiss as he drops his blade and charges the fool before slamming a clawed hand on his throat.
He began to squeeze slowly, watching as the light starts to slowly dim.