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 Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 12:02 pm
"Its fine. Besides, I dont think a doctor can fix that one. I lost it already." He said, standing up and putting weight on the leg. The blasted hole revealed some wires and charred metal, the halmarks of a prosthetic.
"Its numb, but usable." He said with a shrug. "I can work just fine with it."
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 12:26 pm
“Well maybe Switch knows a good tech that can fix that for you.” Ember replies to Roth as she walks over to Jahan and hands her the stormtroopers utility belt and carbine.
“If you wanted the carbine all you had to do was ask me.” She winks at her, smiling shyly.
“We’ll take that cargo of Corellian Ale as well since we’re going that way anyways.” She addresses Switch.
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 12:30 pm
"Good good." The droid said as he stood and passed 500 credits across the table. "The crate is located in the same bay as your cargo. A Pleasure doing buisness with you. And if you wish to do buisness again, look me up. I am always looking for new employees."
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:06 pm
“Names Ember.” She grins at the droid as she pockets the credits from Switch. “And depending how this run works out I just may take you up on that offer, oh, and one more thing. If Maya isn’t able to get her hands on a ship I was wondering if you might know if one is available here on station.”
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 1:11 pm
"If I had a ship, then I most certainly would have already dealt with this delivery, wouldnt I have?" The droid replied.
The Astromech near his arm burbled something and Switch mused it over.
"Well...there is one ship...but I have a feeling that it might be too difficult for you to aquire. It was found adrift in the space lanes and wound up in Zel Sonn's impound yard. I have had my photoreceptor on it but havent been able to get my servos on the vessel."
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 7:52 am
Returning to the group Jahan pocketed the credits she'd found and held out the items she had found; a blaster pistol, a comlink, a datapad.
"Does anyone want the extra blaster? I'll take a look through the datapad on our way over to the cargo. I wonder what the comlink is for..." At Ember's words she smiled.
"Sorry about that." she muttered, hoping noone other than Roth and Ember realized what she had done.
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 2:06 pm
"You might as well removed the power pak from that blaster and leave it." Roth told Jahan. "No point in carrying around too many guns. We will need to travel light."
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Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 3:02 pm
"Good idea." Jahan agreed and left the blaster, sans pak, on Switch's thankfully untouched desk.
"I think we're all ready now. By the way," she added as she did so, "I found some extra credits on the Chevin that might come in handy down the road. You never know who's tongue might need loosening."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 10:29 am
“Right, Nice doing business with you Switch.” Ember says to the droid before turning to face her companions.
“Well now, shall we retire to plan our next move?” She smiles.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 11:57 am
"Lets." Roth said. "We have much to do. And rather than draw attention to Maya's location, I think we should withdrawl back to the quarters I rented on this station."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 1:05 pm
After getting Roth's leg fixed, the heroes reindevous'ed at Roth's rather sparse flat. It is a small, two room affair with a single bed, a couch, a few chairs, a kitchen area, and a refresher. It does not look like it has long been occupied.
"Nolaa, pack my things." Roth said as he uncliped his vibro-rapier from his belt and sat down, laying it across his knees. "I have a feeling we wont be returning here."
Roth drew his pistol from his holster and checked its charge, then took a small file from his belt and scraped away the carbon scoring around the barrell.
Nolaa meanwhile went into the next room, as pr ordered, and began packing clothes and equipment into a few bags.
"Alright, so how should we proceed?" Roth said after a brief pause. "What we know is Blue Deck is the Imperial Loyalist Quarter. There will most likely be a heavy military presence in the area. Fortunately we only need to head to the cargo bay on that deck to secure our cargo."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 3:46 pm
Ember pulled up a chair and sat down, pulling out her blaster to examine it for ware and tare from all it’s recent usage.
“Well, I have a rough idea of how we could get to it.” She said, keeping her eyes on her work. “Roth, you ware your nicest uniform and simply go and pick it up. The three of us,” She motioned to Nolaa, Jahan and herself. “Would be posing as your servant girls.” She looked up from her work.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 5:50 pm
"I suppose this is my nicest uniform." He said, gesturing to his current outfit. "I doubt people would question the assumption that you would be my property, but three serving girls would be a tad excessive."
Finishing with his blaster cleaning, he used it to gesture at the other firearms of the group. "Then there would be the problem of explaining all your weapons. Servants rarely carry blasters. For reasons I cant fathom they tend to not like indentured servitude and have a habit of turning blasters on their owners. We will have to hide your hardware."
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 7:05 pm
“You really think that three servant girls is a little excessive? Do you have any medals or ribbons that you could pin on your chest that would make it look like you were disserving of have three girls at your beck and call?” She asked nodding at his jacket. “We would definitely have to ware something that would hide our firearms; do you happen to have a carryall that the carbines would fit into?” She leaned back in her chair and turned so Nolaa could hear her.
“Nolaa, do you happen to have, like three outfits that are similar to each other, that we could ware, so, like we could all dress alike?” she asked the Twi’lek
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 7:22 pm
"No. They took my medals around the time they stripped me of rank." Roth said cooly. "But I can reasonably falsify some sort of rank with a little effort. As for a carry all, yes I believe I have one."
Nolaa stuck her head out of the bedroom with a frown and gave a sad sigh. Then she said something to Roth, almost a protest.
Roth glanced back at her. "No, I'm not going to just buy them clothing. Lend them a few of your outfits."
Another protest from Nolaa.
"Then make them fit. We only need to fool a bunch of ignorant snobs. Now be a good girl and I'll buy you replacements."
Grumbling a bit, the Twi'lek disapeared back into the other room.
Steepling his fingers, Roth glanced at the two women with an apprasing eye. "Nolaa will have to help you with the outfits. A little tailor work and they aught to fit. Now, if you want to pull off the serving girl routine, you'll have to know how to act the part. Jahan, it should be somewhat easier for you. Just pretend you're an apprentice again and that everyone around you is a master. Ember, you'll have to avoid looking people in the face. Sevrants and lesser beings dont look nobility in the face. You'll need to do lots of bowing and scrapping."
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