Collan, Nightshade, Nill, Nim, Trax: Raid on Horuz

[Collan]

Collan quickly hopped in.

"Anything you want us to do or help with?" He asked the girl. She looked like she mostly had it under control but if she wanted help he figured he could ask.

[Niil Spaar]

OOC:  Sorry, this would have been right after Trax's comment to Niil:



Niil eyed Trax and fought to keep his anger in check.  The Dark side was hissing it's pleasure, encouraging Niil to teach the overbearing bounty hunter a lesson he'd not forget.  Come on, Niil, Trax practically soiled himself seeing Ch'lana's lightsaber.  Fire your own up . . .

NO!  Despite his attitude, Trax is still a comrade! Stand down, Niil. "Why didn't you, for that matter?  Trax, if you're going out of your way to look for a fight, then there's enough troopers in this station that will be happy to oblige you.  But just as Ch'lana said, I'm not your enemy here.  You are.  I'm sorry, but you'd better get your head back in the game, and quick.  And you'd better ask yourself if you're prepared for the possibility of facing Vader and Palpatine.  Now enough of this drek.  We have a mission to do, and we need you on your A-game."

Just as Niil finished speaking, the lift popped open and he saw Demaria with a mouth full of wires and cables.  Grinning, he followed the others into the lift and gave the girl a grin.  "Nicely done!"

[Keshani]

Collan quickly hopped in.

"Anything you want us to do or help with?" He asked the girl. She looked like she mostly had it under control but if she wanted help he figured he could ask.

She may have appeared to be a lot more calm now than she had been before, but she was still a stubborn teenager.

"Just don't step on any of the wires." she replied back to Collan's offer for help, only it sounded a lot more like "Juth doth thep on any wies"

She waited for them all to get into the lift.

"Where we going?"

[Nightshade]

Nightshade keeps his opinions to himself as he joins the group in the lift.

[Niil Spaar]

Niil pointed to the lift's ceiling in answer to Demaria's question.  "Up.  Nim, what floor do we have to hit from here?"

[Nim Naja]

Nim pulled up the map and pointed. "That one." <insert floor number here? xD>

[GM Craig]

Demaria works her mish-mash of wires and the lift shoots up 10 decks. She engages the locks, and you force the doors open. You are looking at a lit corridor. According to the map, you have 200 m to travel, rounding a corner halfway, and then pass through a blast door and security checkpoint.

The corridor outside looks clear. The map leads you to the left 120m, then you take a turn to the right and go another 80m to another lift.

[Plans? Actions?]

[Keshani]

The teenage girl let out a soft breath she hadn't even realized she was holding as the lift finally settled 10 floors up and she engaged the safeties on it. That was.....intense.

Visions of the disaster that it would have been if she had lost control of the lift and it had gone plummeting down to a lower level flashed through her head as she pushed herself up to a standing position to get out of the lift.

She felt very tired all of the sudden as the adrenaline that had coursed through her body during the fire fight and then with fighting to get the lift working now drained from her body.

She stumbled as she got up (perhaps from tiredness or perhaps because her legs were like jelly from the lift shooting suddenly up 10 floors) and leaned against the door for a second before moving out of the lift to look around. She wanted to see if she recognized anything - to figure out where they were and if there was any useful information she could relay to the others.

[Trax]

Trax was only partially relieved that there was no resistance when the doors opened.  He'd found it hard to stand still in the lift, despite the trip lasting only a few seconds.  The man needed a target, badly.

But his desire to put plasma bolts into stormtroopers didn't override his concern for Nim, or desire to insure Demaria made it off this massive station alive.

"Hang on a sec," Trax reached out, placing his arm in the girl's path to keep her from leaving the lift.  "Don't want you becoming a target if a bunch of troopers round the bend.

Or you." he said, turning to Nim, his eyes asking the woman to let the others go first.  There was a significant shift in the tone of his voice.  When they all got onto the lift, it was full of anger, but when he spoke now, there was no anger, only concern.

[Niil Spaar]

Niil nodded in agreement to Trax's caution. It was standard practice to keep the techies and medics protected as much as possible, but he suspected it went a wee bit past that in regards to Nim.  "Nightshade's up ahead reconnoitering.  You want to take point, or me?"

[Keshani]

The girl's first response was to resist the hand that had suddenly reached out in front of her preventing her from leaving the lift.

She felt resentment at him stopping her from leaving the lift and at being treated like a "kid". She could take care of herself - she always had.

She took a slow breath and the resentment slowly went away. It felt....different.....to have someone seem to actually genuinely care about her safety. She could count on one hand the number of times she had felt that in her life....

Suddenly the image of a face flashed through her mind - first the woman with long dark hair clasped up behind her head wearing medical scrubs at the clinic, and then in rapid succession the image of another face flashed through her mind - this time a face that looked very similar but dressed in an Imperial Army uniform.

"Wait!" she said suddenly, softly but urgently. And her voice seemed almost pleading. "Before we go."

She looked down at the ground for a second realizing that these people really didn't owe her anything and that they most likely would NOT agree to help her...

"You guys have to - " she broke off and bit her lip before continuing.

"I mean I...need your help with something before we leave here". She took a slow breath in an effort to calm down. "Please".

She looked around at those who were still in the Lift, forcing herself to make eye contact with them, as awkward and uncomfortable as it felt to do so.

"There's.....someone we need to bring with us."

She looked down at the ground again and her fists opened and closed before she repeated again almost as a whisper "Please."

[Nightshade]

Ooc: so as not to hold anything up, I am stealthily scanning ahead unless some one either talks to me or threats appear.

[Nim Naja]

Nim eyed Trax for a moment but nodded her Understanding without argument. She turned to the girl, her brows furrowed.

"Are you able to elaborate? Whom this person is, where they might be?"

[Keshani]

Although her emotions were muted by the Jedi's powers, distress still broke through.

The girl looked down at the ground and chewed on her lip for a second.

"I...don't know where she is. In a cell somewhere."

She forced herself to look back up at Nim. In her eyes the pain, suffering and horrors that she had been subjected to since being brought to the World of Horuz echoed.

"She...tried to rescue me and got caught."

It would be evident to a careful observer that she wasn't quite saying everything. There was a slight catch in her voice and a slight twitch to her expression that would give the impression to someone who was studying her closely and able to read body language well that she was leaving something out.

But she just continued to look between the Group with a pleading expression on her face.

[Nim Naja]

Nim gave her an empathic smile. "A cell is a good start. We need to barrel through the detention area and I believe the boys are planning on opening as many as possible. If we get access to another terminal I can try and find her, if you might know her name."