Arc pistol already in hand, and the same man who spotted the drones leading the way to the fight, the young Lashunta follows the provided example, hoping things will go well . . ..
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"You're probably right, actually. So, do we storm the castle, or draw them out in patrols and try to ambush them? Or if we try that, do you think they'll just start killing civilians until we turn ourselves in?"
Aiming at the opponent he managed to make flat-footed, the Lashunta fires his arc pistol again.
"On the order of the civilized beings of our part of space, you can go suck sewage." He'll fire his Arc Pistol at the one Ghiv is not threatening.
---- For Round 1, the Lashunta will attempt to misdirect the same Azlanti.
"Why don't we catch our breath before moving on? Everybody good to move on to the garrison? Or do you think we should report back and swap for fresh batteries, that sort of thing? I'm god either way, I think."
"Yeah, whatever. We're here to remove you as an obstacle. Nothing personal. Maybe you'll even enjoy getting to go home."
"That will hurt the community until you can replace it, won't it? I guess it is your call, though. Let's go."
Oettel tries a shot at the last man standing.
But misses pretty badly.
Sorry, work went late yesterday, getting me home basically in time to leave for my Boy Scout Troop meeting, and then when I got home my wife had passed out and I had to be on formal grandchild watching duty until Mom got back from work, and by that time it was 2 hours after my bed time . . .. Today I'm just tired. Glad to see you got past that fight without more form me.
"Dang it! Anybody see where he went? I REALLY don't want Ghiv to be right on this . . ."
"C'mon, Ghiv! The universe IS on your side! Let's get these guys cleaned up so we can finish this. I'll make you some fudge when we're done. I know how much you like fresh fudge!"
The Lashunta pulls a grenade and tosses it near the feet of whomever represents the center of their line.
"Since we basically told them to come looking for trouble, it seems like anything less than an ambush is likely to get someone dead. Want to set up for them coming in the front door, or something more subtle?"
"Guess Gazzi's got a goal in mind . . .. Keep your eyes open, but one direction might be as good as another for now."
"Really? Really?" The Lashunta sounds more amused than bothered . . .. But he doesn't actually answer the question, either.
"You guys keep telling me how good you are at this sort of thing! What's the problem? Maybe if you work together instead of trying ot show each other up?"
"Well, I don't know which of these is likely to be more important or easier, but gathering information before you get in too deep is always good. Start at the administrator's home?"
"We'll be hard-pressed to get away clean if we don't do something about their own ship first."
"More likely they are going to try to salvage it. Afterwards, why would they release their new slaves? This colony's done for if we can't get the out from under this Azlanti boot."
Finding the guy who asked us for help . . .. "Well, we stopped the ones chasing you. What can you tell us about what's up head? Do you have somewhere to go to hide?"
Stepping sideways a couple of paces, the Lashunta tries again.
The Lashunta draws his pistol and fires at the same target as Vetch.
The Envoy tries to shift position slightly before attempting to distract the little ape-thing which bit Threign.
"Moving will be riskier off the path, but we're less likely to be ambushed. Let's keep a compass app running and risk spending some time lost. Make sense?"
Move into an appropriate position to attract attention . . ..
Off to a BSA Troop campout. Back Sunday. Repeat my posted full round action as required to bot me in order not to stop anything. But hopefully with better rolls.
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The Lashunta holds position, watching the more aggressive members of the crew try to eliminate the patrol quietly. The first went down with amazing ease, but the others seem more cautious . . ..
"Not my area of expertise, guys."
"I don't know about the rest of you, but I would rather avoid them if we can. Want to try, or do you just want to jump 'em?"
"Everyone remember where we parked."
After double-checking the arrangement of his stuff in his pack and making sure the closures are all sealed, Oettel checks the battery charge on his suit and weapon while he tries to remember what special spices or delicacies can be found on Nakonois. Oh, and idly considering that big building, too.
"Okay, so who's got point? We should get moving."
As Vetch continues to claim to be so much more important than he really could be, Oettel just covers his face with his left hand as he turns to return to the bridge. "Well, for now we're supposed to be delivering some cargo, yes? Let's see if we can't get back to that while these two take the drones apart."
Trusting in his shipmates, Oettel makes a show of trying to get to a more advantageous position, working to pull the drone's attention away from them.
The daydream of spending more time in a pastry shop with Cedona broken by the sudden invasion of the ship, Oettel pulls his girth out of the captain's chair and heads back with the others, pulling his Arc Pistol as he goes. The hostile intent of the drones made clear, Oettel decides to try to make things easier for his companions, and feints at the drone which fired first.
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