Was the manifesto ever sent?
You are cleared to land.
Prox will take the ship down.
"We should try and lay low as we refill. Perhaps a few of us should go out and try to make contact with our allies while the rest remain on the ship." Waylon says.
"Sounds like a good plan. We barely even know where we are," comments Ardan. "What's our next move after we're topped off and flight ready again?"
"We still wish to save the boy. But I am not sure how to get to him without them calling in the Empire again. Still, just figuring out where he was taken should be our next objective." Waylon says.
The Jedi Master, usually quiet, says. Perhaps we can do several things at once. However, as soon as possible, we must contact your benefactor and ask to speak to a friend of his. The Force tells me this is how we should proceed.
"We should be able to send out a message to him from on the planet. Hopefully, he will be available to pick up the comms." Waylon says.
Master Rex nods.
One way to do it. Hopefully it doesn't give him away. I wonder if there are other methods of contact that will not put him at risk.
Perhaps we should make haste to a rendevous point.
"That would be good, if we know of a safe place to rendezvous now." Waylon nods in agreement.
I don't know of any, do any of you know?
"Hmm..."
"Nope."
In that case, how about we finish the message off, with "Meet at the last place we saw you
"That would work. And is a bland enough comment that it might just pass through without drawing any attention." Waylon says.
In that case, how about we fire up the comms system, and send it out.
In that case, how about we fire up the comms system, and send it out.
"I think we should be more circumspect and use a general planetary system rather then our ships systems. With a bland message, that is the least likely way we will get noticed." Waylon says.
Either, or. One way or the other, we need to send a bland message, with a name they will recognize, and not give away to the empire, who is sending it.
He nods.
"Ardan, would you like to be the one to send the message?" Waylon asks.
Ardan, I second that thought. I doubt I could write one that they would understand.
"Your wish is my command," says the nobleman with a flourish.
Ardan starts keying in a message that opens with a pointed identifier of himself and goes on at length about his desire to travel the galaxy and see the sights and wonders and take in every form of alcohol and stage show in known space, then attaches it to a very perfunctory manifest of dubious authenticity with similar explainers attached regarding the various performers, libations, and debaucheries that he hopes to encounter in his travels.
Waylon settles down to wait for a reply.
Does the message include gathering the Masters that you have contact with?
Anyone with "Jedi" history gets a pseudonym. Wouldn't want to attract Imperial attention!
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There is a message a few hours later that tells the crew of another planet, called Gubbio. code for Oretheron's reach, where they can meet for even more fun and boozing.
"We should finish fueling and head to this new planet." Waylon says.
Works for me. Any time away from the Empie's, is good time in my mind.
Whatcha gonna do?
"No reason to stay here any longer than necessary. Let's buy the fuel and get out of here before anyone gets suspicious."
Agreed. I do not feel comfortable on this planet. There is a bad feeling here.
Who is going to go and make the arrangmenents>
"I'll take care of the docking arrangements. Refueling should be a simple matter."