DESCRIPTION: ----- The bodies are quickly cleaned and stowed in an old wagon on the edge of the circus grounds. They regather at the skate ------
Hobbie Klivian: -=stands in the doorway, his dour look in place, thinking WAY too much=-
Wes Janson: Anyone got ideas before I tell you my plan?
Gavin Darklighter: ::ready with his blaster, and a couple of extra clips::
Nawara Ven: -= Nawara loads up two E-11s and a DL-44 while Ooryl reloads the E-Web =-
Doc Anreson: -=pulls out some antiseptic and moves behind wes first, cleans his neck wound as he speaks, and slaps on some bacta patch stuff=-
Jagged Fel: I still say we go to this hotel and just blow the place up.
Doc Anreson: We ought to get the girls out first, don't you thinK?
Wes Janson: -=sighs and knows better to argue=-
Hobbie Klivian: Right, blow the place up with Siee and Dana still in there. Good thinking Fel.
Doc Anreson: -=sarcastic=-
Gavin Darklighter: I agree with Fel...::his eyes hard with anger::
Jagged Fel: -=growls and sits back down=-
Doc Anreson: -=finishes up with Wes and moves over to mike... checks his leg and arm, and fixes him up too=-
Gavin Darklighter: ...after getting them out
Jagged Fel: Doc, you got a count on the amount of troops inside?
Mike Ngo: What we need is a perfectly executed, planned, precise commando raid, where we strike hard, swift and fast before they have a chance to retaliate
Hobbie Klivian: What's your plan Wes. It doesn't seem anyone else has anything except blowing the place up.
Doc Anreson: Celchu says three squads.
Wes Janson: That's 72 troopers... at least...
Doc Anreson: -=finishes mike quickly and moves over to gavin, takes the shirt off from around his thigh=- The very least, could be more that he didn't see.
Wes Janson: My plan is this. They know we're here, right?
Doc Anreson: -=frowns at wound and sets about cleaning it=- Right.
Hobbie Klivian: seems that way.
Mike Ngo: safe to say wes
Nawara Ven: -= nawara looks up =- I wonder if the gentelman we ran into just now were part of that troop contingent
AlisonSky21: but do they know we know they know we're here?
Gavin Darklighter: Doc...I'm ok
Doc Anreson: -=thinks a moment=- I don't think so.
Gavin Darklighter: ::he tries to move away::
Doc Anreson: No you're not, kid, now hold still.
Nawara Ven: -= grins at Wes =- You're sounding like a Lawyer Wes
Hobbie Klivian: -=blinks=- if I
Wes Janson: You rub off on me, Ven.
Gavin Darklighter: it just a graze...::lies:: really
Hobbie Klivian: if I think I'm getting what you say... then no, I don't think they know we know they know... -=thinks=- yeah.
Doc Anreson: -=finishes cleaning wound, puts on bacta-anistetic, and quickly topps it off with a patch. Tosses shirt at gavin=- Now keep your shirt on kid.
Gavin Darklighter: ::shirt tossed, he catches it:: thanks doc
Shelonei: Don't argue with a doctor. -=half smiles=-
Wes Janson: Then how about this. I want to go in and get Siee just as much as anyone -=looks at Fel=- but I know we have to plan this out...: Dae says they were planning on doing something at the show.
Hobbie Klivian: -=nods=- -=sadly=-
Mike Ngo: ::nods:: yes, that is true
Nawara Ven: -= Nawara and Ooryl move to the doorway with guns and extra ammp waiting =-
Wes Janson: I say we give THEM a show, and we can at least surprise them, and cut the numbers that we're facing in a place where we know the layout and you -=points to fel=- are going to be the main attraction
Gavin Darklighter: Wes...we don't have the time
Hobbie Klivian: Wait a second Gavin... I think he has something here.
Gavin Darklighter: ::winces from the bacta patch:: ::looks at Hobbie::
Jagged Fel: -=leans forward, listening=-
Hobbie Klivian: We know this circus inside out. We know the hiding places. We can set the perfect trap.
Doc Anreson: -=sits on the floor, listening intently=- -=pulls out holdout to see it's charge is drained... she's weaponless, slams it back into it's small-of-the-back holster with a frown=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Wedge then slowly at the others:: here doc ::tosses her a new pack::
Doc Anreson: -=catches it, and sees to see if it'll fit her holdout=- -=it's a snug fit, but it'll do=- Thanks.
Wes Janson: It seems they need a new trapeeze artist, a knife thrower, and some other roles... -=looks to Mike=-
Gavin Darklighter: sure thing I got more if you need any
Mike Ngo: ::looks at his wounded leg:: ::looks back up, smiling:: I'll manage
Doc Anreson: Wes?
Mike Ngo: even if i fall and die it would still be a show
Doc Anreson: What can I do?
Wes Janson: -=nods=- The rest of you can take positions outside and around the tent, waiting until they start shooting an then jump them.
Doc Anreson: -=nods=-
Wes Janson: -=looks to the doctor=- Do you think you can find Tycho again?
Mike Ngo: but this will only take care of the attack force they send after us right?
Doc Anreson: -=nods=- If he got out of there, I know where he's staying. If not -=shrugs=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=wishes we had a few more people=-
Mike Ngo: what about the warehouse? are we splitting into 2 forces and the 2nd one goes to the old hotel during the show?
Wes Janson: -=nods to Mike=- Doc, I want you to get back to Tycho, keep an eye on Siee and Dana. Contact us if something happens.
Gavin Darklighter: Wes...can I go with her?
Wes Janson: If any of us disappear, they will obviously know it. She's the only one who's not in the headcount...
Gavin Darklighter: ::nods:: ::sighs::
Mike Ngo: ::nods::
Hobbie Klivian: -=looks at Wes, then down at Amanda and frowns=-
Gavin Darklighter: alright
Doc Anreson: Will do, not a problem.
Mirax Terrik Horn: ::she walks down::
Wes Janson: Gavin, I want them as much as you do, but we have to be careful. If what the doc says is true, if we slip up, they will both be dead before we even get there.
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks down, a clenched fist:: ::remains quiet::
Wes Janson: -=looks outside at the brightening sky=- Get going, before the sun gets up
Gavin Darklighter: hey doc...
Doc Anreson: -=stands and turns to gavin=- Yeah?
Gavin Darklighter: ::he takes of a chain he had around his neck with a ring on it::
Doc Anreson: -=loooks at him curiously=-
Gavin Darklighter: Give this to Dana...tell her we're comming...
Doc Anreson: -=nods=- If I can.
Gavin Darklighter: yeah if you can
Doc Anreson: -=hold out a hand for the chain=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::hands her the chain:: thanks
Doc Anreson: -=takes it and slips it around her own neck so as not to lose it, pats his shoulder then moves toward wes=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::shoulder patted::
Doc Anreson: Wes? What comm frequency?
Gavin Darklighter: ::looks at Wedge:: ::he sits down on the edge of the ramp::
Wes Janson: -=scribbles out a few numbers and gives it to her=- The rest of us had better get some rest. We have a show to put on at noon, and we best not disappoint.
Doc Anreson: -=takes it, memorizes it, then tears it up and hands it back=- I'll be in touch... -=nods and heads for the ramp, stretching slightly with a yawn=-
Mike Ngo: Watch your back out there Doc
Doc Anreson: -=has been up for over twentyfour=- -=looks back and winks, =- Always
. Hobbie Klivian: -=grabs Amanda's arm before she gets too far and turns her to face him=- Be careful.
Doc Anreson: -=looks upa t hobbie=- I will, Derek -=gives him a quick kiss then jogges down the ramp and out of sight=-
Hobbie Klivian: -=watches her leave and sighs deeply=-
Gavin Darklighter: ::he stands up, and leaves quietly, heading for his room::
~~~~~ END ~~~~~
