Collan and Niil: Rescue on Chabosh

[Niil Spaar]

Niil held his hand out, palm down, and waggled it.  "Passable for security systems." 

He hunkered down to where the truck's ignition system started and held a finger up.  "If the truck has a security system, it's probably gonna be linked to the ignition system.  Keep watch for a bit; I'll have to zone out for a spell.  Then I'll probably have to check at least one of the swoops.  The pretty one's probably worth more than this truck."

Niil took a deep breath to shut out all distractions, and started hunting for any sort of anti-theft security systems.



(OOC:  I guess this will be a Security roll?  Niil will add Concentrate to the attempt.  First he'll do the truck, and if there's no setbacks/interruptions/etc., he'll check out the painted swoop next).

[GM Craig]

Niil does a sweep of truck, checking everywhere he can think of for security devices, and comes up empty.

[Niil Spaar]

Niil turned to Collan and shrugged.  "Looks all right to me."  He tapped a finger on the roof of the truck.  "You want to operate the lift while I take the wheel?  I didn't find any security devices on the truck, but the shop's power plant might trigger one somewhere."

[Collan]

[ooc: we're already at the top...we can go]

Collan made way for Niil to take the controls of the repulsor transpo.

"Get us out of here and I'll do overwatch," Collan said while trying to keep his senses in focus, "I can feel a generalized sense of something but nothing specific. Regardless, we should be careful."

[Keeping DS up]

[Niil Spaar]

(OOC:  ??  I thought the repulsor truck and swoops were on the level below the main one?)

[GM Craig]

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You activate the lift, and the old mechanism creaks and shudders before slowly climbing to the top level. As it nears, the doors open, and the lift comes to rest at the ground level.

So far, so good.

[Niil Spaar]

Niil nodded and slipped into the driver's seat.  Togging the truck's ignition, he said, "Pop the doors for me so I can get the truck out, but close it behind you, okay?  I feel bad enough having to swipe the owner's truck and hot rods, and I don't like the idea of leaving the shop wide open."

[Collan]

Collan nodded and hopped out.

By the Force, he hoped this wasn't going to set off alarms. Or may be he did...as long as there weren't any trackers on the repulsortruck, there was a part of him that wanted there to be an alarm so the steader could at least claim the truck was stolen.

On second thought, that meant the Empire would piece together that something was up in the region and narrow their search for the Rebels in the area. Yeah. That was the most likely outcome. So...no...hopefully no alarms.

"You know...once we're away and fairly secure, we need to sweep the truck and swoops for tracking beacons too," Collan said as he made to open the doors.

[Open doors...let the truck out and close them back up...hop in and go go go. Also DS is up]

[Niil Spaar]

Niil leaned out of the open window and called out, "I didn't find any tracers or GPS on the truck, but yeah, if we get a few minutes and a secluded spot I'd like to go over both swoops before we get back to the troops."

[GM Craig]

You guys roll out from the structure, taking the time to close the door behind you.

[OOC: Did you leave the power on when you left, or shut it down?]

You find a secluded spot a few kilometers away, and go over the swoops. Niil doesn't find anything transmitting - the swoops are fairly stripped down racing models, not intended for luxury, so identifying every component is not difficult.

Making your way without being spotted it a lot more difficult with a large speeder truck. You have a couple of TIE overflights, but the fighters were moving at speed, and didn't seem to pay you any mind.

[Heading back to the troops?]

[Niil Spaar]

(OOC:  Yes, shutting the power off at the garage before we leave.  Also, on the way back to the troops, I'd like to do a short backtrack or two to see if we're being followed instead of making a straight beeline back to base.).

[GM Craig]

You do a couple of back-tracks, and no one seems to be following your trail. However, during the trip you come through a small ravine between a couple of hills in an attempt to avoid some other TIE fighters and you spot at the end of the ravine an armoured troop transport with the Stormtroopers doing some sort of work nearby. They spotted you before you spotted them, and several are moving to intercept you as you move out of the ravine. They have weapons held at the ready, but not in firing position.

[Perception] Turning around now will certainly alert them, and [Technical] the old truck won't be able to out run a troop transport.

The transport looks to hold about 15 stormtroopers. Four are approaching you, and you can see 3 more near the APC and 3 several meters away working on a piece of equipment, which leaves somewhere around 5 unaccounted for. Only the four moving to intercept you appear to be paying particular attention to you.

They are currently about 40m away from you.

None of the troopers appear to be particularly agitated or unusually alert, and they are moving with purpose, but unhurriedly to intercept.

[Niil Spaar]

"Malfing crud," Niil muttered even as he gave a leisurely wave with his hand to the approaching troopers.  "Collan, there's no way we can outrun them.  Let's hide our blasters quick, and check the glove compartment to see if there's any registration for this truck.  We need an excuse to be out here.  Maybe we're scouting out a race route for the next 'swoop race'?"

[Collan]

Collan nodded, "Yeah...and...I think I can talk us out of this...it won't be like last time though."

[OOC: gonna stow stuff and start thinking through a quick story. What does Collan know about swoop races and the fear factor? I'm thinking the story is that we done daytime racing but we wanted to set up and run a night course for a higher danger factor.]

[Niil Spaar]

Niil chuckled, thinking back to the space station.  "That's a good thing.  We almost shot you the last time."