Round 13
[GM] Bif swiftly carries Are's body into the Lightwing and to the quarters the Batellian and Joan share. Once there, Are quickly shows signs of returning consciousness, and Bif can tell this is Are's own consciousness.
[GM] Across the corridor, Sha lays Aeon's form down on a bunk in Bif's cabin. Aeon's small droid Vritt hovers protectively over him. It appears the young human has sustained a considerable jolt. But a medpack reveals no internal injuries, just systematic shock. A long rest would be the best healing for the youth.
[GM] From Are's point
of view, as soon as he begins to concentrate on returning to his body,
it begins to happen. His consciousness fills the empty vessel of
his body like air rushing to fill a vacuum. Despite Are's wariness,
it happens rapidly. The Light of the Force eases the trip, assuring
him that the Machshayfa is truly gone, though scars remain on the inside
as well as out. Pain from the injuries inflicted during the struggle
floods through Are's body, severing the link he had formed with Joan and
Bif. Even opening his eyes is painful, but Are is fully in control
of his mangled body.
[GM Note:
Are is "wounded twice," i.e. -2D on all actions until healed.]
[GM] Joan and Bif feel Are leave the link, and it fades between them as well. Blackhawk reaches Are's side at the same moment she feels his enveloping presence fade. Her Jedi senses as well as her more intimate instincts tell her that her lover has returned to his body at last.
[Joan] A small smile
dances across Joan's face as she senses Are's return. She absently
brushes her own shoulder momentarily, already missing the intimacy
of the link she and Are shared. The pilot looks at Bif, her face
serious and cold once more. "Bothis is watching the helm. I
... should check on Aeon. And Sha. Will you ..."
She gestures
to Are reluctantly -- not wanting to leave -- words failing her again.
Her gesture casually turns to brushing the hair from Are's forehead, and
the healing and compassion she summoned for the Machshayfa finds a new
purpose. (OOC - Joan will 'cast' accelerate another's healing.)
[GM] Joan stands in contact with Are for a minute. A suffusion of love and light washes through Are, easing his pain. His color improves dramatically. (OOC: Are is now only -1D to all actions, but he cannot make another healing roll until later in the day.)
[Bif] Bif watches Joan with
Are. His face is still but inside he rejoices at the human attachment
and love that Joan has found with Are.
Bif looks
at Joan... "Do you want Bothis to come stay with him?, Aeon is also
hurt and we have a laser cannon that we need to get stowed pronto in the
hold. And that First Mate from the new ship has also arrived early."
He rakes his hands through his hair. "Emperor what a mess!"
"I will
hook him up to the med-unit. Send Bothis to watch him so I can go
deal with the illegal laser cannon outside before our recent activities
draw a crowd."
Bif looks
down at Are. "Nice of you to join us. Care to stay a while??"
[Are] Are sits up and attempts
to put his hand softly up to Joan's face. He is flooded with a feeling
of exaltation at being whole again, free and back with those he loves,
but his hand barely makes it to her face, before exhaustion (not just physical)
and dizziness make him lay back. He breathes in and out deeply, head tilted
to the side staring thankfully at Joan, still feeling, remembering their
shared state and missing and cherishing it.
Are glances
over at Biff. "How are ya kid?" Biff seems to look different...older stronger...more
confident...its been awhile. Are feels just freed from a long held tortured
imprisonment. He shudders as a chill of faded occupation runs through mind
and body. Another deep breath, looking gratefully at Joan and Biff, "its
alright now" he says to himself as much as to Biff and Joan. To Joan and
Biff: "I owe you both... a lot".
[Joan] The former Imperial
suppresses her smile and stands with a firm nod. She is all ice once
more as she turns to Bif.
"Bothis
is watching the helm. I'll attend to Aeon immediately." She
glances down to Are. "You should rest. Bif and I will take
care of things and…" a raised eyebrow, "don't go anywhere. Agreed?"
"Bif,
if you could see to the first mate and the cannon. I will make sure
the Lightwing, crew and vessel, are ready to go."
With
that, Joan turns on her heel and heads out the door. She will reach
out tentatively with the Force to see where Aeon is and what his current
status may be.
[Bif] Bif pats Are on an uninjured inch of arm and heads out behind Joan.
[GM] Joan can tell that Aeon is just across the hall, in the room he has been sharing with Bif. The young Jedi student's life energies are low but steady. When Blackhawk enters, she sees that someone -- a flash of intuition reveals Sha Ahree -- has made Aeon comfortable and set him up with an IV drip and other ministrations from a medpack. Aeon's ancient droid hovers next to his resting form, keeping a vigil that seems somehow natural for it.
[Joan] Joan nods to the droid
briefly, acknowledging its presence. She sits herself gingerly on
the side of the cot. A deep breath to clear her mind of her concerns
with Are -- then she calls up her knowledge of the ways of the body once
more.
With
as delicate a Force touch as she can manage, Joan senses the flow of life
and the nature of Aeon's injuries, his mental state -- alert for any possibility
of a possession occurring here -- his place in the universe. (ie Joan will
do as full a Sense reading as she can.)
[GM] There is a whiff of
the dark side lingering about Aeon, but only faintly -- like the smell
of tobacco on someone who has passed through a smoky room. Aeon is
obviously in shock, but is stable. His internal injuries will mend
given time.
When
Blackhawk concentrates on Aeon's place in the universe, she gets the impression
of a red gas giant, and lush jungle moon circling that planet. Just
as the landscape becomes familiar, she has a flash of an unfamiliar person
guiding Aeon to that destination.
[Joan] Face serious,
Joan leans back. She nods once to herself. Yavin. This one
isn't destined for the Rim like herself and the others. She makes
a mental note of the unfamiliar person, in order to (hopefully) recognize
them when they appear.
After
reassuring herself that Aeon is resting well, Joan quietly lets herself
out of the cabin. Once in the hallway of the Lightwing, Joan takes
a moment to build a gentle contact between herself and Are, and herself
and Aeon. (GM - no idea what Force skill or if I can, up to you) so that
she can keep a feel for their conditions even from a distance.
With
a sigh, she then takes herself off of the Lightwing. Bif was gallant
enough to aid her and Are, the least she can do is help him deal with the
mess in the hangar.
[GM] The force power involved is Life Sense, which the rules say, "can be kept up to track a target." Joan's roll for both Are and Aeon were excellent -- 6's on the wild die both times. Therefore she is only down one die for keeping the Life Sense up, even though she is tracking two different people.
[GM] Back on the tarmac, Wei Ping questions DT about the delivery. Wei Ping can see that yes, the bulky shape under that tarp could be a turbo laser. It still rests in the trailer where Jymmig parked it when the trouble began. DT and Wei Ping see the tips of two green ears as the Rhodian peeks out of the cab to see if the battle is over. "Can I leave now?" he asks. The R4 droid whistles in counterpoint.
[Wei Ping] Keep the cabbie
quiet? Well she could think of a few ways to keep the Rhodian quiet, but
she didn't think that was what John/Biff had in mind. Why did she feel
a headache coming on? And on top of all of this, Sarganish was still locked
in his cabin with that tramp Reeda. One more thing to deal with.
"No, you can't leave just
yet. Help us get this cannon unloaded."
[GM] Jymmig slowly unfolds out of the cab. He looks warily around the docking bay. "Well, all right. As long as there's no more shooting."
[DT] DT stows her blaster back among the clutter of her person. It instantly vanishes among the pockets of gears and gizmos. She smiles confidently at Jymmig and R4. "Don' worry, guys. Looks like the shootin' war's over. Jus' time to be doin' our jobs."
[Sha] After doing what he
can for Aeon, Sha will once again try to join DT on the tarmac to see what
is going on. As he approaches, he wonders who the person talking
with DT is, remembering the skill she demonstrated at hand-to-hand fighting
by kicking the light saber from Are's hand.
"Morning's
welcome, friend DT" says Sha as he clasps DT's shoulder. "That was
a most invigorating experience, was it not?" Turning his attention
to Wei Ping, he then extends his good hand, "I am Sha-Ahree, newly hired
as crew by ship's owner Ha...Ford. You fight well,....?????"
Sha trails off obviously wanting to know this person's name.
[Wei Ping] Wei Ping will
ignore the hand extended to her and bow to the Barabel. “Wei Ping Colter,
first mate of the L-4 Transport newly acquired by ‘Ha...Ford’.” She
smiles at Sha and then extends a hand to grasp his. “You should get that
arm looked at. You won’t be much use here one-handed.” She turns back to
DT, arches one eyebrow and asks, “Where had you intended to install this
hardware?”
[DT] The rumpled tech just
smiles and shrugs. Some people, some moods -- it's just no good arguing...
too much. "Laser's not for the blastboat. Boss just told me to meet
him here. It's for some great freighter or other he's pickin' up. Prob'ly
that L4 yer talkin' 'bout. Don' know where it's docked though."
She wrinkles her nose. "Now, if the boss wants I should put this on the
b'boat, I will. But I tell you, it'd be a pity to do that to a ni-ice machine."
DT grins
at Sha "Hiya. Yep, great fun. A-huh." Her voice is only slightly sarcastic.
Then she sniffs the air a little. "Sha? You Ok? I'm smellin' 'zone. You
want I should look at that hand?" She looks over at the base of the Lightwing
where the separate halves of the BTY unit lay sputtering. "Miss Imp-up-the-butt
is down too. She rilly shouldn't lie 'round on the tarmac too long."
DT looks
at where Bif and the other Jedi vanished and sighs. Her blue (and slightly
bleary) eyes meet Colter's. DT grins wryly, "Okay, bossette. I need
some prier's here. Injury, downed droid, or unloading. Whacha wan' me doin'?
[Wei Ping] It just keeps getting better and better. This rummy, bleary- eyed..... words failed her, meant to put that salvaged cannon on the L4??!! "Fix the injury first. If this is for the L4, it can't be loaded yet. Ford has not officially taken over the transport." I think I need to have a talk with Ford. She will head to the Lightwing.
[Wei Ping] Wei Ping will continue to assist DT with the unloading of the cannon, but Will also keep track of the time as she has an appointment at 8 am at Elgar and at some point will need to let the Captain out of his cabin and make sure Reeda is off the ship before the inspection tour. If she can get some privacy she will try to raise Mattac on the comm and get him to do the clean up on the transport.
[DT] Once DT is out from under Colter's direct supervision, she will grab Sha by the lapels and pull herself up to his level. "Sha!" she'll whisper urgently, "Sha, you were over there. Did I see what I thought I saw?!? Was that a ..." she wets her lips, her eyes open and eager, "a... lightsaber!!!" She ends on a whispered squeak.
[Sha] "Of course it was a lightsaber, what other weapon would a Jedi use?" replies Sha in a puzzled voice.
[DT] The rumpled tech
lets out a low whistle and lets herself drop back to the tarmac.
"Sh-it! Jedi, lightsabers… Damn!"
She pulls
a small case out of one leg pocket and gestures for Sha to make himself
comfortable on a nearby crate. Opening the case, she removes a small
optic which she fits over her right eye and a couple of delicate tools
which are immediately placed in her mouth and behind one ear.
"K, buddy.
Let's see the mech mess." She grins around the electro-scapel as
she delicately picks up Sha's injured hand (if the Barabel will let her.)
[Sha] While letting DT maneuver
him so she can inspect his arm, Sha's expression quickly changes from puzzled
to surprised as he realizes she actually didn't know that their new employer
and several of his crew were Jedi. The bared fangs and tensed muscles caused
by his surprise last only a moment before he remembers how this usually
affects humans and he schools his features back to a more normal countenance.
"Was
it not obvious at the cave? And the odor of power, especially that of those
consumed by Darkness, can you not smell it?"
[DT] The tech startles
back as Sha does the fang and flex thing, but quickly figures out that
it's a circuit jump -- no actual attack coming -- and goes back to calmly
examining the Barabel's hand.
"Yeah, well..." she mumbles
around the tool in her mouth, "bein' told 'hey, I'm a Jedi' and believin'
it is two different things." She grins as she looks up to meet the
Barabel's eyes.
Shrugging,
DT looks back at the robotic limb in her grasp. "'Sides, I wasn't
'zactly 'vited to the cave, 'member? I was busy winn... I mean watchin'
the taxi." Another wry grin. "As for smellin' 'those consumed by
Darkness', shit no!" DT laughs as she switches tools. "You
know, I once won a bar bet by bein' able to 'name that coolant' at 100
feet. But 'darkness', nope, can't smell that."
Her voice
turns serious and she looks back into Sha's eyes. "But I tell you,
pal, if we run into any more that last piece of work," the tech jerks her
head toward the underside of the Blastboat, "I shore am glad you can."
(DT will make a tech roll to repair Sha's hand.)
[GM] DT labors over the Barabel's cybernetics for some time. Finally figuring she as done as much as she can, she closes the housing. Sha flexes his fist and feels the strength return. (OOC: The bonuses from the arm are restored, but a "1" on the wild die when using the arm in the next 24 hours will result in a burnout of the newly-repaired circuits.)
[DT] "We-ell, that should hold you for a while, but don't be doin' no bench press's or anythin' till the circuits get settled. K?" DT slaps Sha companionably on the shoulder and then puts some of her tools back in the case. The others seem to have gotten lost about her person.
Player characters get the following experience per character:
Wei Ping: 25 points
Bif: 22 points
Joan: 20 points
Sha: 20 points
Are: 10 points
DT: 10 points
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