The vurk will motion for the held cretin to not say a word.
Vessani quickly makes up a bluff, then shoots the intercom before the men outside have a chance to respond. He doesn't feel too confident they bought it, though. They'll have to be quick.
'Not2bee, quick the terminal, see if you can locate Fialla".
"Certainly." NT-2B chirps, floating towards the terminal. He is "pleased" to be away from the battle. While his programming was more lax than that of some other droids when it comes to harm (for circumstances such as removing a limb to stop a spreading infection), the notion of murder still did not sit right with him.
He tried to justify it to himself by saying that these people were like an infection and it would save Fialla's life, but his circuits reminded him that it was a stretch of logic, and was certainly not in the spirit of his programming.
With his three arms flying across the terminals inputs, NT-2B speaks towards the others without turning around. "I should be able to get us some useful information, indeed." He remarks.
NT-2B works quickly. Having an already logged in and active terminal helps. In short order he is able to download a map of the compound, as well as accessing the security cameras. Scanning through them, he finds Fialla sitting in a force cage. The prison room appears to be located on the second level, near the hangar. There are two guards outside the door.
The camera showing the atrium outside shows that there are also the two guards outside, attempting to break through the main door.
Jarl takes aim at the door, "Shall we invite them in for aggressive negotiations?"
With a strained response from maintaing his hold the vurk will reply Aggressive negotations at the end of the lightsaber can be fun.
With a strained response from maintaing his hold the vurk will reply Aggressive negotations at the end of the lightsaber can be fun.
"From a certain point of view, namely, which side of the lightsaber you are on", Jarl grins as he responds.
I have been on both ends the vurk quips. Much better when one holds the lightsaber.
The two men outside get the door open. Bursting into the room with blasters drawn, they stop and stare at the tableau before them. Three of their comrades dead, one of them
pinned underneath a chair by what looks a heck of a lot like a Jedi, and 4 blasters pointed directly at them. Thru exchange a look, then drop their blasters and put their hands up. One of them says, "We surrender. Please don't shoot us."
"How many of you are left?" asks Jarl as he approaches and retrieves their blasters from the floor.
UTF to concentrate to see if he feels the artifacts
"Or, more to the point. Where is Fialla? If she's hurt or worse, you might wish you'd held those blasters a little longer."
The togruta growls through his pointed teeth as he waits for an answer.
You can sense them somewhere on the third floor, near the throne room. You'll have to be closer to pinpoint the exact location.
The two guards look at each other, and the one who spoke earlier says, "There were 12 of us total. I'm guessing you're the ones who attacked the four who were out, and with six of us here, that leaves the two who are on guard duty outside the cells. There's also Kraaza and Likar himself. Oh, and that guy who came in with the prisoner - Fialla, you said her name was? Calls himself Gendro Moln. Apparently he and Likar Molch are good friends or something, because he was welcomed and set up in the guest quarters. Even Kraaza seemed less hostile towards him, and she talks about how we'd taste while we're in the same room." He shudders at the mention of Likar Molch's Trandoshan enforcer, clearly terrified of her.
The vurk will release his hold on the cretin he has held by the power of the Force.
NT-2B turns to the guards. "Curious." He says simply.
Turning back to the computer, he attempts to find information about Genro Moin.
"Captain, it occurs to me that our element of surprise may not last long. The one who brought The Employer here adds further complication to our ignorance. It would be in our best interests to recover The Employer and depart before we are..." He turns back to the guards, blinking. "...further identified."
Turning back to Daaneth, he continues. "And... speaking purely hypothetically because I cannot condone such an act, were you to kill this Molch, Gendro may consider it a matter of personal honour to seek revenge. There will be fury if we simply escape with The Employer, and perhaps significantly fewer deaths, including our own."
NT-2B, can you alter the memory banks of the computer so that it does not record us? inquires the vurk.
"Jace, keep in mind that even if the computer forgets us, these gentlemen here will not," Jeren points out, pointing to the remaining guards, especially the one that up until a few seconds ago was being held aloft through the Force.
"And knowledge of the whereabouts of a Force user is highly sought after," he continues in a much softer voice so as to be heard by his friends only.
Jarl steps over to Daaneth and whispers, "I hate to say it but we should just blast these creeps. They would do the same to us. Not something a good soldeir would say but I am not a soldier anymore its life and death out here Captain. At the very least we need to stun 'em".
The vurk will continue to concentrate on the Sith artifcats to see if he can discern what they might be.
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NT-2B nods in agreement with Jace, but goes through the process of erasing the computer's memory banks all the same. After all, it wouldn't do them any harm to have one less thing to deal with. It was a simple optimisation.
Hands flying over the console, NT-2B begins systematically wiping the recordings. The three guards look at each other and say, "Hey, um, could we just go and pretend we never saw you? We won't tell Likar you're coming or anything, we just think it would be a good time to be someplace else."
I might be able to keep one or two, at most, from remembering this encounter but I am limited in that ability. states the vurk.
"Anyone having anything to tie them up with?" Daaneth looks at the group questioningly. "I'm not going to murder these men in cold blood after a surrender but Vessani is right, we can't just let them roam free."
I might be able to change one of their minds, to be more agreeable and thus it would be easier to tie up two, rather than three people. he says to the group.
"Alright then Captain, I've got nothing to tie them up with. How about just a charge on stun, they sleep we complete what we came here for and they wake up when it's all over. Let's decide soon, time's running out on our tactical advantage!"
Allow me to try. That will at least ensure one of the cretins is gone and out of the possibility of harming us. he states.
The men look relieved to find out they won't be killed. They don't appear to be attempting to resist too much, regardless. They do each have binder cuffs.
Not intentional. Promise. I didn't actually expect a debate about this group. I love that it happened, but it wasn't expected or planned.
"Put weapons in their hands and they'd be dead Vessani, but Togruta have a warriors code and that means something to me." He nods approvingly as the Zabrak cuffs the thugs.
"Let's go save our employer."
Having bound the hoodlums, you rush the stairs, ascending to the second floor. Opening blast doors and rushing down the hall, you come into the section of hallway with the prison area. The two thugs are caught completely unawares, and are easily dealt with. You now stand before the door. It is locked.
The padawan will utf to see what he can detect
"So," Jeren says as he takes a look at the door, blaster pistol at the ready, "any of you know how to open this?"
You sense one unconscious life firm inside. Nothing else.
He will communicate what he can sense with the group.
"Not2 Be can you do the honors? Then we can get back out of here, securing her should be mission priority one! Then we will come back for this Molch".
"Certainly." NT-2B replies. He immediately sets to work on cracking the door's panel.
Removing the control panel, NT-2B pulls some wires and crosses then, causing the door to hiss open. You see Fialla lying in a dimly-lit room in a force cage. The control panel for the cage is to the left.
Jarl smiles at the Droid, "Good job pal". He heads to the controls to attempt to deactivate them then stops and turns around.
"Not2Bee, you think an alarm will sound if we just try and shut this down?"
Seeing that they are about to rescue their employeer the vurk will again concentrate on the dark side items.