"I am ready to leave as soon as everyone else is. We should get what information we can on them but it seems that speed shall be required."
Lnejee Stazi stands straight after leaning on the wall listening. "Don't suppose we can borrow a couple landspeeders?"
"Yeah; at two hundred and fifty kilometers it'll be a couple of weeks to hoof it there."
Amon accepts the upload. After studying it for a moment, he rattles off a few questions, "What kind of satellite cover do you have on this planet? Can we get long range photography for their base layout? Thermal scans for a head count? Sonar scans for underground structures? If not, are there any ships in orbit that can scan for us?"
Va'naa gives Amon a long, cool look. "Boy," she says patiently. "This is Dantooine. We don't have your fancy Coruscanti technology around here. I've given you every scrap of information I have. Besides, even if we DID have that technology, it could take hours before we got that information. Time, I believe, is of the essence."
She turns back towards the others. "My airspeeder is the fastest in Brhoomihg." A few touches at the pad on her desk, and the datapads light up with another upload. "There are the control codes. I'd appreciate it if you got it back in one piece. A landspeeder couldn't get you to where the homing device went out. You can pick it up in the garage next door."
"If that is all, I will see to warming up the airspeeder," the Duros says. He turns towards the door, hesitating for any last comments and than makes his way to the garage.
"Let us not quarrel; we are on the same side. We will see to this raiders. They will not threaten you further." The Wookie bows, turns abruptly and heads out to help prep the airspeeder as needed.
Sho listens to the exchange without offering much on either side.
He proceeds out to the vehicle as well.
Va'naa rubs her forehead with a sigh. "I don't mean to be impolite. I'm stretched very thin, and there's only so much I can do with a group of farmers and traders armed with rifles. I appreciate your help, gentlemen, and if you scratch our backs, I'll see to it you're rewarded. As for armament, no. It's mostly used to bring suspects in after the militia has already dealt with them. If there are any ground-to-air defenses out in the hills, I suggest you put your most skilled pilot behind the controls."
The airspeeder in the garage is painted a dun color, and rests long and sleek in its berth. It seems to be large enough to fit eight people comfortably, and although it isn't the newest piece of hardware, it has clearly been lovingly tended.
Kol gives a low whistle. "Nice." He admires the airspeeder as he checks it out. The sour expression seems to fade as he works.
Mechanics:
"I assume either Lnejee or Kol is our most skilled pilot. Which of you wants to take the controls?" asks Sho as he finds a seat in the speeder and buckles up.
"Hey Stazi, flip ya fer the pilots seat."
Kol takes out an ancient coin and shows that it has a head and tail side. He flips it spinning in the air.
"Call it."
He watches the coin through the air. "You may fly. If there is a co-pilot seat I will take that instead. I am not overly familiar with piloting a larger ship."
Kol grabs the coin out of the air and grins.
"Well all right then. You all want to head out right now, or do we need to get some equipment first?"
Elek checks his lightsaber, comlink, and virboblade at his waist. "I am ready."
Sho gives his agreement to proceed as well.
"I require nothing further. Let us end this tyranny before it becomes bloodshed."
Kol quickly checks out the airspeeder, making sure it was properly fuelled and serviced, and tossed an extra couple of 20 liter water cans in the trunk. He hopped into the pilots seat, flipped a couple of switches and the engines spooled up to speed. With everyone aboard, he lifted off.
With the accelleration pushing everyone into their seats, Kol called back over his shoulder; "Which way again?"
"I believe it was to the Weast," says Lnejee without cracking a smile.
Kol gets that sour expression on his face.
"Oh joy. My navigator is a comedian."
Putting the airspeeder in a tight 3g turn, he continued: "Might I suggest, sirs, that we at least look like we know what we're doing, before our new boss takes her airspeeder back?"
"Kol, feel free to speed it up any time now. We can handle it." offers Sho, hoping to move things along and get to the base before they have time to flee.
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Oh well, you'll get to run a full Star Wars game one of these days. Hope your mom starts feeling better soon.
That's too bad man; we're just getting into the meat of it too...
Good luck resolving all!
Dude, that's a hard situation you have there. Keep your head and remember to take time for yourself. You're no good to anyone if you burn out.
Let us know when you feel like you've got some time, maybe we'll throw together a game for you.
EDIT: Or would you feel better about playing in a Star Wars game?
I could probably squeeze in PLAYING in a Star Wars game. But I wouldn't want to bog it down, as my schedule is a little...yeah, buggy at this point.