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 Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:17 am
"And this an't my first shindig cityboy, now everyone stay low and quiet unless you want to get squashed or burned." He mumbled as he peered through the scope of his rifle, turning back to Roth to whisper again "You seem to be the expert about these things, is it likely there is a back or service entrance?" He didn't like the idea of these folk chargin up just to get mowed down by that turret.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:22 am
"A service entrance?" Roth asked, tone heavy in sarcasm. "Oh of course theres a service entrance. Especially for a secret military prison on a backwater world. Its all the rage with military fortifications."
Meanwhile, the Felucian scout grunted a "follow me" sort of expression and then started moving through the brush around to the northwest side of the building.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:30 am
"Looks like he's found something," Sish nodded toward the native. "Let's see what it is."
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:31 am
Nodding, he followed quickly and closely behind, it seemed he was going to get his answer.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:32 am
“That AT-ST had to have come from somewhere. They’d have to keep it in side when not in use and for repairs. We might be able to sneak in there.” Ember whispered as she turned to follow the Felucian.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:38 am
The scout led the party around to the northwest corner of the facility, revealing a poorly secured ventilation grate.
"Of course." Roth muttered. "Why didn't I think of it? Soldiers are always complaining about these grates but Command never does anything about them. Sish, break that open."
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:49 am
"Right."
Sish grabbed the grate and pulled. After some initial resistance, the grate gave way making the passage clear.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:54 am
"Alright." Roth said, motioning with his pistol. "Everyone in. The Felucian can guard the gate but we'll need the majority of our forces inside."
Once through the Vent, The party find themselves in a standard Imperial designed base with metal walls and doors.
The passage before them forks left or right, either one promising doom or success to the mission.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 10:58 am
"I say left," Blaise whispered. "Unless someone wants to scout ahead incognito, my gut says left.... or that might be indigestion."
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 11:05 am
“Whatever direction you want is fine with me.” Ember whispers, her bright red eyes looking down to the right of the passage way.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 11:12 am
((Left it is then))
Going left, the corridor heads strait and then turns sharply to a large room with an elevator in the center. Along the north wall, to the left, is a door marked storage and another, unmarked door. The wall turns a corner and proceeds south to a set of double doors and then leads towards the front of the base. To the right are two sets of double doors.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 12:24 am
"Somethings in there." He said as he slung his rifle back over his shoulder, Zel unholstered his DL-44 and moved over to the unmarked door to the left putting his back against the wall next to it, nodding to Sish to take the other side. He set his blaster for stun.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 12:32 am
Roth's eyes narrowed as he drew closer to the door. "How do you know that?" He asked.
Nolaa's gaze narrowed too and she armed her carbine, stock unfolded.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 12:48 am
"Because you must be deaf. Stun settings just in case." He whispered back, and waited. His eyes shifting throughout the party."Probably a control room of some sort or droid closet"
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 12:58 am
"You are a hired gun, goon." Roth said harshly. "I do not seem to recall you getting a promotion. You work for us. Not vice versa. So before you start giving orders, it is best I let you in on the chain of command before I have the lizard or the green woman beat you with it. As of now, you rank below the slave girl. Understand?"
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