>>43656534
[2/3]

You step down the boarding ramp, then find Kuvasz and Lev sitting on crates, with a game of Dejarik between them. Kuvasz smoked on a cigarra, carefully watching Lev’s stiff and orderly movements of his pieces. Misri sat between them, looking at Kuvasz. “So you were part of Death Watch?” she asks.

“Was,” says Kuvasz. “Back then, Duchess Satine’s policies on pacifism were a bit too extreme for my liking. Governor Viszla was also a bit of a nutcase but, I preferred a bit of a more balanced Mandalore in favor of one that would never raise a hand even to defend itself.” He moved one of his pieces forward.

“Ha. Ha.” Lev laughs in Kuvasz’s face. “You have fallen into my trap.” He moved his king piece forward and left, entrapping Kuvasz’s piece.

Kuvasz grunts, then looks over at Misri. “I could talk your ear off about my time in Death Watch, but…” He moves a piece right. “Checkmate.”

…

Lev grabbed the holotable and immediately threw it across the hangar. “This game is imbalanced.” He immediately storms up the loading ramp past you. Nobody likes a sore loser, Lev.

“Rhys.” Kuvasz stands up, holding out his hand. You shake it, smiling back. You’re at least glad to see he made a full recovery. “Good to see you.”

“You too. Sorry about Roark again, Kuvasz.” You never knew the big old Wookiee, but then again every Wookiee you have ever met has never really let you down. They’re big bunch of walking carpets but they can be the most reliable walking carpets you’ve ever met. “I know you two must have been close.”

[2/3]

>>43656545
[3/3]

“He was a loyal companion for years. I’m just glad he was able to go out with a fight, as all Wookiees should.” Kuvasz crosses his arms, stoically taking the loss of his companion. “Anyway, I was just entertaining your new friend here with stories of my long lost youth.” He smirks a little. “Makes me feel old and wise.”

Misri giggles a little. “I like old and wise.” She looks over at you. “Turret’s done by the way, thanks to yours truly.” You nod, looking over at it. Seems like it can even extend in and out of the hull when needed. Most impressive. “Were we going to get new parts, see if we can upgrade the ship today?”

> “In a little bit. I want to see how imbalanced Dejarik really is.”
> “Sure. But you’re only there to look, not buy.”
> Other

>>43656560
>> “Sure. But you’re only there to look, not buy.”

>>43656560
>> “In a little bit. I want to see how imbalanced Dejarik really is.”
Kuvasz needs a friend, right now.

>>43656560

seconding>>43656618

no weapons here anyway let's teambuild instead

>>43656560
>> “Sure. But you’re only there to look, not buy.”

Might not be able to we more weapons, but we should be able to get something to improve shields or speed.

How much cargo space do we have filled with the Bikes, the Startships, and various spare parts and ammunition? We have a large cargo bay but considering the RE-22 is high maintenance, i imagine we have a lot of spare parts and equipment.

>>43656560
What if we we send Misri to shop while we play with our Mandalorian friend?
Just make her call us up to confirm any purchases.

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>>43656691
Even with any spare parts and ammo, you still have a decent amount of space left.

I may have underestimated how big this thing is. You could probably fit a B-Wing in there if you wanted to.

B-WINGS

>>43656771
Worst craft. Disgusting munchkin.

>>43656560
>> “In a little bit. I want to see how imbalanced Dejarik really is.”


>>43656771
Not a Interceptor? really man

>>43656771
We probably could but we may have to modify the Cargo elevater to open that thing.

We had to adjust it a litter for the Re-22 by a meter or less, but adding a B-wing will have to expand it reducing cargo capacity.

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>>43656534
Yay best quest is here.

>>43656560
> “In a little bit. I want to see how imbalanced Dejarik really is.”

>>43656560
> “In a little bit. I want to see how imbalanced Dejarik really is.”

> “In a little bit. I want to see how imbalanced Dejarik really is.”

“Uh yeah, sure, sure, in a little bit.” You grab the Dejarik table and right it, setting it between you and Kuvasz. “But first, lemme see how imbalanced this game of Dejarik really is. I remember back in the Academy, I’d roll right over everyone.” You sit down on Lev’s crate, then reset the game.

“Oh, a challenge?” asks Kuvasz. “Fine then. I got some time.”

Misri frowns a little, but then perks up as she prods Kuvasz with another question. “So what was Death Watch like?”

“It was okay,” says Kuvasz. “We weren’t paid. All of us were volunteers. Many of us dredged up old weapons and family armor to serve Governor Viszla. I myself became one of Viszla’s most trusted Captains. And as a Captain, we were allowed the first rights to any battle spoils, such as new weapons, upgrades, women, that kind of stuff.” Misri cocks her head at the mention of women. “Of course, the love of my life would never approve of me indulging, so I generally just left the looting to my men. In a way, Death Watch was probably one of the better parts of my life, but also one of the worst.”

“That so?” You move your first piece forward, a Terentatek. Simple pawn, powerful, but can only move in one direction.

“I make no bones about us having been terrorists,” he says. He flicks the cigarra away, spent and used up. “Everything changed however when we began serving Darth Maul.” He exhales loudly, shaking his head as he quickly shifts a piece forward. In response, you position another piece for a surround on his King. “Now there was a monster if you ever saw one. A man bred of combat and violence. He may have been an alien, but we all looked upon him with pride. Inside that Zabrak was a red-blooded Mandalorian trying to get out, him and his brother too.”

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>>43657276
“What happened?”

He shrugs, setting his piece forward. You blink, finding yourself caught in a surprise Kinrath’s Mate. “Story for another day. Sorry, son.” He smiles a little, snapping his fingers. “I will tell you though. I got to wear horns on my helmet, that was fun. Even got to punch Duchess Satine. Now that was a wild moment in my life.”

“Hmph.” You fold your arms, smirking a little. “So what were you doing on Kashyyyk then? I thought Death Watch died with Mandalore when the Empire invaded.”

“Like I said, story for another day.” He stands up, groaning a little as he stretches his limbs. “Not a lot of stuff I’m proud of though. But…” He wags his finger to you, smirking a little. “If you’re a good boy, Papa Kuvasz can tuck you in with a bedtime story.” He points to Misri, who was listening attentively. “Same with you, child. I should return to Kashyyyk to inter Roark’s body upon its surface. It’ll be the last thing I do before I rejoin you.”

“Do you need me to come?” you ask.

“As thankful as I am for your sympathy. It would be a little impersonal, considering Roark did not know you or Misri. In fact, I’m pretty sure he didn’t even know your name.” You shrug. Fair enough. “But thank you for the offer, Rhys.” He offers his hand, and you shake it. “However, once I’m done with the service. Is there anything you need for me to do?”

> “Do what you think is best.”
> “Vikker might need your help on Smuggler’s Haven.”
> “You can rejoin with me. I could always use an extra hand.”
> Other

>>43657319
>Vikker might need your help on Smuggler’s Haven
He is like our retarded horny little brother

>>43657319
> “Vikker might need your help on Smuggler’s Haven.”
but
> “Do what you think is best.”

>>43657319
>> “Vikker might need your help on Smuggler’s Haven.”

>>43657319

> “Vikker might need your help on Smuggler’s Haven.”

He needs more help then we do right now.

>>43657319
>> “You can rejoin with me. I could always use an extra hand.”
This sounds like a recruitment scene. Hell yes, I'd like a veteran gunslinger in my crew!

>>43657429
Perhaps but Vikker needs help right now.

>>43657319
> “Vikker might need your help on Smuggler’s Haven.”

>>43657477
But I don't want Kuvasz to stick with Vikker.

>>43657477
Besides he's a mandalorian if he wants to join us he will let us know. But i'm still very tempted to make him join the crew i kinda want to make sure Vikker is alright.

> “Vikker might need your help on Smuggler’s Haven.”

“Vikker’s still on Smuggler’s Haven last I checked. I’m out of contact because whoever is after us is probably tapping our comms. I don’t suppose you could give him some help?” He nods, folding his arms. “I’m not trying to make Vikker seem like an idiot, he’s certainly got some charisma and skill to him but… he’s kind of an idiot.”

“Only in areas outside of his expertise. It’s why he hires idiots like you and me.” He slaps your shoulder, smiling. “I’ll head directly to Haven once I have buried my good friend. Hopefully I’ll see you and Misri there.”

“Yeah, good luck.” He waves goodbye to you, then to Misri. Then off he goes, that old Mandalorian gunslinger. He would be a nice help to your crew, but right now, you care more about Vikker than you do for yourself at the moment. Vikker’s a reliable guy, but he could always use some help. You look over at Misri, who is admirably looking at Kuvasz as he walks away. “What’s with you?”

“Oh, nothing. But come on!” She tugs on the straps of her tank tops, grinning. “I learned more about Mandalore and the Clone Wars than I ever did in school! Of course… I didn’t actually get to go to school, er.” You quirk your brow, looking down at her. “Hey, don’t call me stupid. I can read! I- He’s interesting, okay!? He’s the grandpa I always wanted! If he wanted me to sit on his lap, I’d do it!”

You smirk a little, leading Misri towards the grand hallway leading into the hangar’s hub area. “What about my lap? Don’t want to sit on that?”

“I can think of one very small reason why,” she says quickly.

[1/2]

>>43657839
[2/2]

-

-

The Selkath Shipwright’s name was Vigoro. And judging by the lack of one of those weird lobes hanging off of his face, a scar blinding one of his eyes, and a cybernetic arm in place of an organic one, Vigoro has seen better days. “Zo, engine tune-up for Barloz-clazz freighter and R-22 Zpearhead…” He squints his one good at eye at you. “Been quite zome time zince I have zeen a Barloz.”

“Yeah, it’s old, I know. How much?” you ask.

“Well, for ze Barloz, about 20,000 Imperial Creditz.” Yikes. “Az for ze R-22, 10,000.”

You narrow your eyes. “… don’t suppose we can negotiate?”

He huffs. “I don’t haggle. Last time I haggled, I had an eye.” Fair enough. “30,000 credits for the lot, take it or leave it.”

> Take it.
> “Hold on.” Maybe you should consult with Misri, wherever she is in this scrapheap. Or find a way to just steal the upgrades.
> Leave it.
> Other

>>43657862
>Hold on.” Maybe you should consult with Misri, wherever she is in this scrapheap. Or find a way to just steal the upgrades
get a second opinion and/or ideas for schenanigans

>>43657862
>> “Hold on.” Maybe you should consult with Misri, wherever she is in this scrapheap. Or find a way to just steal the upgrades.

>>43657862
>> “Hold on.” Maybe you should consult with Misri, wherever she is in this scrapheap. Or find a way to just steal the upgrades.
>Defer to the Mechanic.

We have enough money, but let see what she thinks.

So engine tune-ups just make it go faster?

>>43657911
Engine tune-ups will marginally improve the already impressive performance of the R-22.

But as for the Barloz, it's not particularly fast in the first place. What it does for that is enhance its maneuverability.

>>43657862
> “Hold on.” Maybe you should consult with Misri, wherever she is in this scrapheap. Or find a way to just steal the upgrades.

>>43657942
So is this going to be the star wars harem quest people were talking about in the general thread?

>>43657862
> “Hold on.” Maybe you should consult with Misri, wherever she is in this scrapheap. Or find a way to just steal the upgrades.

>>43658041
No, that was some just some shit-talking with Whiskey. Though that is an idea for an April Fool's joke.

>>43658059
It does fit Rhyus though to try.

>>43657862
30,000 creds to tune up our boat? By the Emperor i know Selkaths are water world being but what is up with such salty prices?

>>43658059
>No, that was some just some shit-talking with Whiskey.
>Whiskey
He's back? Is his quest coming back too?
Do we have an estimated date when this quest is happening? How many years after the clone wars or before the battle of Yavin?

>>43658193
1. Yes.

2. Two years before Yavin.

>>43658204
Alright, awesome.

So, when are we stuffing Misri like a thanksgiving turkey?

Because that was the original plan, guys, and I don't like leaving business unfinished.

>>43658228
Easy anon, all in due time.

>>43658228
What about our Imperial friend?

> “Hold on.” Maybe you should consult with Misri, wherever she is in this scrapheap. Or find a way to just steal the upgrades.

You scratch at your forehead, groaning. “Can you walk with me, talk with me?” He nods, and the two of you start walking around Vigoro’s hangar bay full of scrap, junk, and ships waiting to be repaired. A bit of organized chaos if you will. “Seriously, 30,000 credits? I know the Empire is a bit harsh on Manaan but come on.”

“High pricez is the only legal way to get back at them. I have a friend who runs a cantina by the water, chargez 50 credits for a glass of water.” Yikes. Good thing you didn’t go to that one then. He pats his chest. “Pluz, it makes me rich zelling ‘zouveniors’ to tiny tourizt children. You muzt understand if you are in my pozition.” That’s… not bad you guess.

“Well, hold on. I need to talk to my more mechanically inclined friend,” you say. He nods, leaving you be as you search for her. It honestly doesn’t take you long because you hear her talking to somebody.

“Aww, you poor thing.” You and Vigoro glance at each other confusedly, then walk around one of the scrap piles to find Misri kneeling beside an old Vulture-class Starfighter droid. The head unit was still flashing red, apparently still active and alive. “Look at you…” Misri rubs the hull of it as it sits in the scrap heap, damaged but apparently not dead. The blue sheen of its old CIS warpaint was fading away, and there was a huge scorchmark across the head unit and its hull, indicating that it was probably shot down by something and horrifically damaged. “Oh my goodness.” It chitters like a bird, its head unit whirring as it swivels to look at Misri. “You must be in so much pain.”

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>>43658426
[2/2]

“Oh, not for long.” Vigoro grabs his heavy blaster pistol from his belt and walks up to it. Misri blinks, then immediately gets in his way. “Hey, ztep azide. I am putting this droid out of it’z mizery.”

“Why do you have an old Vulture here?” you ask. It’s not every day you see the bigger Sep battle droids. The big Homing Droids, Hailfires, those were the ones that got permanently deactivated when the Empire took over, unlike the smaller ones that were much less destructive.

“I thought it waz dead, pulled it out of the ocean, I waz going to zcrap it for parts.”

“You can’t!” Misri whines. “Look at him!” Misri walks over to him, rubbing the hull. The Vulture leans its head unit over to Misri, chirping sadly.

“Misri. It’s just a droid,” you state.

“Come on! Can’t-“ She walks up to Vigoro. “How much?”

“What!?” you both say.

“How much?” asks Misri again, much more adamant this time.

“Misri. I’m not going to buy a Vulture droid,” you say sternly.

Vigoro holds out his hand to you. “Hold on. You are willing to buy a droid, in this state? It can’t even fly. I don’t even know if the walker mode ztill workz either!”

“Then I’ll fix him!” says Misri. Oh great, here we go. Vigoro looks to you, grinning.

“I might be able to entertain the thought…” he says smugly. Misri grins, looking to you. “To the tune of… 20,000 credits.” Misri grins, bouncing in place. If you want both the tune-ups AND the droid, you’d need to dip into your rainy day fund. Ugh… And that’ll set you broke too.

> “I’ll just take the droid.”
> “No. Misri. We’re leaving the droid. I need to tune up the engines.”
> “Can I talk with Misri for a second?”
> Other

>>43658455
>Other
Lets just buy all the stuffs
We're going to be rich when we find that ship anyways

>>43658455
>> Other
>"20,000 credits? I could buy an used cargo ship from some retired smuggler on Corellia and outfit it with at least two defensive turrets for that kind of credit. 15,000." [Bargain]

>>43658455
>> “I’ll just take the droid.”
Goddamn blind puppydog eyes

>>43658455
>A fucking vulture droid

Good jon GM, now I want it.
Motherfucker.

That thing is in way too bad conditions to be worth 20k starbucks, even though he said he wasn't willing to haggle I think we can work him to 15k. That feels more reasonable.

>>43658455
>Haggle, For a droid you were going to scrap for parts that is way more then even a exaggerated price

>>43658455
>> Other
You know the empire doesn't like wardroids. Wonder what they would do if a Selkath had a active vulture droid. If you let we can take it out of your hands and i pay full price for the tune up.


Yes i'm being a ass but the selkath is not helping.

>>43658609
seconding

>>43658528
>>43658609
Second. Plus, it's not like Vigoro is putting in the labor on this one.

>>43658455
> It chitters like a bird

God dammit Schteel now i want it.

>>43658455
>> “Can I talk with Misri for a second?”

>>43658638
>R5 is a smart-aleck
>Lev is shit at Dejarik
>Now a refurbished vulture droid

>>43658455


This! >>43658609

>>43658706
We have the best crew.

>>43658455
>>43658609


This.

Btw Can we upgrade it?

>>43658204
I know this might not be a question you can answer Schteel, but given the close year gap between this quest and the clone wars, will we see any references, however small they may be, to that war and/or Sierra squad from RCQ?

>>43658455
I guess no pilot is complete without a wingman.

>>43658832
There are already plenty of references to the Clone Wars, but as for references to RCQ, that'll be up to Whiskey.

>>43658455
>> “No. Misri. We’re leaving the droid. I need to tune up the engines.”
God damnit no. I'm not going broke just because you got your panties in a twist for a droid.

>>43658854
This is the only time I'm going to post with my name here to be respectful to GS and this quest, but yeah, you can make references to RCQ if you want to, however you want to, and whenever you want to. Cheers, mate.

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>>43659119
>Old Yeller a droid right in front of the blind gearhead
Have a heart, man.

>>43659119
Sleepy you're usually a pretty great namefag, but right now, YOUR OPINION IS SHIT

>>43659119
I'm more curious on how we can upgrade the little bugger.

>>43659200
I do. Just not for a wrecked droid that is going to eat all the credits in buying and repair parts. The merchant is already overcharging us no reason to buy the damn droid on top of that.

> Other

“Listen, Vigoro, let’s talk for a second.” You rub your chin, looking at a very pleading Misri and an even more pleading Vulture. “Look. You know it’s illegal to have old Separatist battle droids without a warrant, right?”

“So? I was going to scrap it anyway,” he says.

“But say, I had a friend or two, that I could call in to investigate. And they happen to find this thing. Now, it might have escaped notice while it was deactivated. But reactivated, completely aware of its surrounding, aware that it’s about to crushed up, gutted, not necessarily in that order…” You shove your hands in your pockets, shrugging. Vigoro rubs at his one good lobe, glaring at you. “Now, I know I might be strong arming you a little. But say I pay full price, for the engines. And for the droid, let me be a really nice guy and take it off your hands for free.” Misri gasps in surprise, then grins happily.

Vigoro scoffs. “You are extorting me!”

“You were just about to extort me,” you say quickly. “We got a deal or should I call in Commander Garth, one of the commanders here who could easily get some Stormtroopers here.” You smirk a bit, meeting his glare. “Whaddya say?”

“Feh.” He turns around, pacing the scrap heap a bit. He stops, then points at you. “Fine, I’ll fix your engines, AND the droid is yours! But you better pay me well!” Misri jumps up happily.

“Yes!” The Vulture yells happily in droid speak, immediately moving its wings into walker mode. It immediately collapses, sending some scrap exploding out. The Vulture whines like a wounded dog, calling for Misri. “Oh, you poor thing, let me help you!”

“Forget it, I’ll just get my astromechs to tow it!” yells Vigoro angrily.

Hm, business done.

[1/2]

>>43659255
So 20k (or less) for a vulture droid to keep Misri busy in the cargo hold, or 30k for a tune-up job that we KNOW FOR A FACT we can get cheaper elsewhere.

>>43659255
We have 44,600 Credits.

If we can get it in a fraction of the price, I'll go for it.

>>43659289
[2/2]

-

-

“You already named it?” The Vulture Droid was being hoisted up into the Barloz via the makeshift hangar opening you cut out in the back of the Barloz. As that was done, several Astromechs were busy improving the performance and power of your engines. Your R-22 especially is being fitted with some new maneuvering thrusters, and the Barloz especially is going to see a nice agility upgrade. You might even get to go toe to toe with fighters in this old thing.

“Yep. Her name is now Sparkle, not DFS-0203.” … her? “Listen, Rhys. I’m so glad you took it. But don’t worry, I won’t ever take a single credit from you. I know fairness and I know buying this- well, outright stealing this droid was an issue with you. So… let me say that I will do everything I can to restore Sparkle to full working condition without a single credit being spent by you. I’ll scavenge everything I can, every part, every circuit. Everything!” She smiles. “Thank you!”

You cross your arms. “At least you understand how big of a responsibility this is. It’s not a pet, certainly not a nexu. I want it up and running as fast as possible. It’ll be great to have a wingman.” She nods.

“I won’t let you down.” She salutes you. “Though um… could I-“ You shake your head. “Okay, just making sure.”

> “Just give me a rundown on what needs to be fixed.”
> “Well, I’ll leave you to it. I’m going to iron out the last details with Vigoro.”
> “Sparkle. Really though?”
> Other

>>43659307
>> “Just give me a rundown on what needs to be fixed.”
> “Sparkle. Really though?”

I'm sorry, naming a deadly fighter droid after a My Little Pony, hurts my head a bit.

>>43659307
>“Sparkle. Really though?”

>>43659307
>> “Well, I’ll leave you to it. I’m going to iron out the last details with Vigoro.”

>>43659307
> “Just give me a rundown on what needs to be fixed.”

>>43659355
Just lie back and accept it.

>>43659355
It's not overtly named for a pony. Relax.

>>43659293
We just managed to get the tune up and the vulture for 30,000 creds. Not ideal but just to make Misri happy

>>43659355
I just went with a cutesy sound name and Sparkle was the first thing that came to mind.

>>43659383
Oh I am relax, not that big of a deal, just a slight cringe is all.

>>43659307
>> “Well, I’ll leave you to it. I’m going to iron out the last details with Vigoro.”
Let's get this over with so we can get outta here.

>>43659307
> “Just give me a rundown on what needs to be fixed.”
> “Sparkle. Really though?”

Is her surname twilight?

>>43659307
>Well, I’ll leave you to it. I’m going to iron out the last details with Vigoro.

.....Do I put the Vulture Droid as a Ship or as a crew member?

>>43659502
Yes.

>>43659502
Counts as a droid.

>>43659502
Follow your heart, but if you pick incorrectly, I'm calling the droid PETA.

>>43659527
>R5 and Sparkle start fucking with Lev
>At one point, they schoolboy him

>>43659502
What about both?

>>43659502
Droid

>>43659514
Both it is.

Just to double check, is this the Trade Federation Version or the CIS version of the VUlture?

>>43659666
CIS.

Keep in mind though, it certainly doesn't have the missiles containing buzz droids anymore. Those droids are partially the reason it got shot down in the first place.

> “Well, I’ll leave you to it. I’m going to iron out the last details with Vigoro.”

“Well, I’ll leave you with… Look, I’m not calling it Sparkle. I’ll just call it Sparks for now.” She shrugs, compromising. “When I get back, I want a rundown on what needs to be fixed.”

“Well, most everything. Poor Sparkle can’t even walk, much less fly. But I can have that ironed out in a day or two.” Alright, good, good. You motion for Misri to head off, and she does. You take the walk out of the hangar bay, and meet back up with Vigoro as he stands out in the hallway.

“So what’s the damage?” you ask.

“30,000 in total. I’ve improved the engine efficiency and output zo they won’t uze as much fuel. Pluz… I have attached Emergency Boozterz to your Barloz’z engines, to help with emergency atmozpheric dezcent. Combined with your R-22’s new and improved maneuverability functionz…”

“Yeah, I just read over the notes,” you say. “What about the R-22?”

“The enginez have been edited to my liking somewhat,” he says. “You’ll be able to make more precision adjuztmentz to orientation in zpace, along with improved speed in atmosphere as well. Improvementz acrozz the board.” Good, good. Vigoro growls a little. “Figure I might as well do my bezt, considering…”

“Hey, I won’t say anything if you don’t.” He angrily snorts, shaking his head furiously. “Look. I gotta make a living, you gotta make a living too. And hey, you were going to scrap that droid anyway.”

“I’ve seen zpacerz go for lezz in the name of mating,” he snarks. You roll your eyes. “My droidz will only be a few more minutez then you are good. Now frak off.” He steps away, angrily snorting as he walks back to his shop. Fair enough, you did just take an intact droid off of his hands for free anyway. You’d probably be a little mad too. You shove your hands in your pockets, and walk back to the door.

[1/2]

>>43659685
SO just leave only the Blaster Cannon armament only?

>>43659859
[2/2]

Then you blink, and slowly turn your head to the side. Oh no. Furies.

The two of them stand at an ice cream vendor’s cart. “Oh, I’ll have a Corellian Fried, and Uggla?” Uggla points to one of the pictures. “Uggla’ll take a Beebleberry.” The Selkath ice cream vendor nods, grunting as he scoops them into edible cones for the two. “Yes!” The two take their cones and immediately start licking them. “Been ages since I get some ice cream.”

“Oh!” Uggla raises a finger. “Get me Trammistan chocolate too.” The Selkath nods, holding a new cone out to Uggla. “This one’s for Erma. She’ll love it.”

“Are you sure, Uggla? That’s the ice cream Rhys used to buy her,” says Lima.

“Come on!” Uggla grins, smug in the superiority of her plan. “It’s ice cream. Everyone loves ice cream!” And at that, Erma steps out of the hangar and walks towards the two. “Ooh, Erma!” Uggla holds out the chocolate ice cream cone to Erma. “Here, ice cream!”

After a moment of pause, Erma slaps the cone out of Uggla’s hand. “I’m not in the mood!” she yells.

You immediately duck back into your own hangar. Your communicator pops up. “Sir.” It’s Lev. “I just checked port records, it appears that-“

“Furies?” you ask.

“Yes.”

“I know.”

The astromechs aren’t done yet. You can’t leave just yet. You need to… you need to…

> Hide!
> Run! … somewhere.
> Maybe you can explain things…? Peacefully?
> Other

>>43659868
Yeah, that's probably the only thing that works anyway.

>>43659875
>> Hide!
Shit shit shit shit


Why are these blood thirsty Maori vikings so cute?

>>43659875
>> Hide!
In the ship if possible.

>>43659875
> Hide!

>>43659875
>Hide!
It's not like the Furies woud invade a private hangar and risk Imperial ire.

Would they?

>>43659875
>> Run! … somewhere.
Flee in the ship. What little tweaks the astromechs have left can't be anything major as that should have been the first thing they looked at.
At best, we can fix those things later. At worst, we can just land somewhere else.

>>43659875
>> Hide!

>>43659966
WAIT
I GOT IT
Call our Imperial commander friend. Tell him we've got some Mandalorian ladies who are liable to make a very large scene if they spot us. See if he knows a way to "deter" their behavior. Remember, these bitches tried to blockade Nar Shaddaa with their own destroyer at one point to catch us.

>> Hide!

Frak, frak, frak... FRAK!!

>>43659875
>> Hide!
>>43660031
I thought it was a capital ship not a destroyer.

> Hide!

You run at Misri, who is busy comforting Sparks as they raise him into the ship. “Misri!” you yell. Before she can even react, she’s already in your arms and being carried to some empty crates big enough to carry the two of you.

“What!? What the hell, Rhys!?” You shove her into a crate.

“Sorry,” you say quickly, then shut it over her head. You quickly get into another crate of your own and shut it over your head. You leave a small gap between the lid and the crate though to peer out.

Misri pokes her head up slightly. “What are we hiding from?” she whispers.

The door into the hangar opens. “Rhys Cykgil!” yells Erma. A guard walks over, to inform her that this is a private hangar and that she’d need written authorization to enter. Erma quickly punches him in the gut, flooring him completely. “Rhys! Where are you!?” She walks up to the Barloz, intending to storm the loading ramp, when Lev comes down. “Droid! Where is Rhys Cykgil!?”

Lev stares at her for a minute, then says, “I am sorry, Miss. But there is no Rhys Cykgil registered for this vessel. You must be mistaken.”

“Oh.” Lima looks around. “S-sorry, we’re just-“

“Shut up, Lima.” Erma steps up to Lev, planting her head on his chestplate. “This droid is probably lying to us. This is his ship, isn’t it? He’s hiding somewhere in here, isn’t he?” Erma points one of her blaster pistols beneath his neck. “Where is he!?”

“I am programmed to resist intimidation. And I will say again, he is not here. This is not the ship you are looking for.” Wow, thanks, Lev. “If you want, I can direct you to Manaan Port Authority Headquarters, and they can look for the ship you want.”

“See, Erma!” says Uggla as she continues to lick her ice cream. “He’ll help us. But you know, maybe we could… search your ship a little?”

[1/2]

>>43660496
[2/2]

“You may, if that will satisfy you, I have nothing to hide,” he says. Erma motions Lima inside. Uggla however stays outside, intending to catch you if you do return. Great, you can’t escape in the ship just yet. She walks over to the Vulture droid.

“Aww…” Uggla pets Sparks. Sparks chirps happily, his eye lights flashing in response to Uggla. “Ooh, you’re so cute! Wish I could take you home, you’d make a great Basilisk!” Misri looks over to you from her crate, and you shrug from yours. Chicks must dig the big droids. That’s something to remember.

Misri whispers to you. “How exactly do they know you?”

> “Sshhh.”
> “Long story.”
> “I stole something from them.”
> Other

>>43660512
>I seduced their leader and stole their droid.

>>43660512
>> “Sshhh.”

>>43660512
>“Long story.”

>>43660512
>Other
>Shake head at her in silence
We don't want to make too much noise right now.

>>43660512
>Shake head at her in silence

>>43660512
>Shhhhh, later

>>43660512
> “Sshhh.”
> “Long story.”

>>43660512
>Chicks must dig the big droids

Not just big droids Rhys, not just big droids.

> “Sshhh.”

You press your finger against your lips. “Shush.”

“But-“ You shake your head quickly. She tilts her head around again in a sort of eye-rolling tic. You and her however duck lower as Uggla walks closer to your crates.

“Hm, hm.” Uggla immediately hops up and sits down on Misri’s crate, snapping the lid down on her. “Man.” She drops her Z-6 Rotary Blaster Cannon down onto the ground, specially modified to have an even faster firerate than what is recommended. You know this because Uggla would not stop talking to you about it when you knew her. The view you have of her though, she certainly grew up, and those legs of hers beneath that body glove…

Wait, no, no, focus. You manage to get angle on her, is she observing?

No, she’s finishing off her ice cream. Oh, typical. “Hm.” Uggla leans back a little, pursing her lips. She brushes back her red hair and frowns a little. “I wonder what Lima would like for Life Day.” She scratches her chin a little, pensive. “Hm, maybe I could get her a buzz droid or something, she does like her droids.” Uggla’s talking out loud, why? She steps off of her crate, then looks around. You can see the astromechs working on your ship leave the hangar, which must mean they’re done.

She walks over to one, which actually happens to be R5-Z3, your astromech. “Hey droid!” R5 stops as Uggla grabs him by the head. “You wanna be a Life Day gift for my battle sister?”

“Your what?” asks R5.

Uggla gasps a bit. “Whoa. You can talk in basic!? Sweet! She’ll love you!” R5, no.

“Um. I’m already in possession of-“ Lima walks back down, grumbling a little.

“Possession nothing, you’re mine!” Uggla picks up R5 and walks over to a sad looking Lima. “Hey, Lima! Guess what I’m getting you for Life Day~!” yells Uggla. Lima looks over, then gasps as she sees Uggla bring R5 over to her. “One fresh brand new R5 droid! And it speaks in basic too! I don’t know why, but it does! You’ll love him!”

[1/2]

>>43661184
[2/2]

R5 stares up at a very surprised Lima. “Well, this isn’t the stupidest thing I’ve been part of. But I have to tell you that I already have an owner-“

“I love him!” Lima picks up R5 and hugs him, giddy. “Eeee! He’s so cute!”

“Please,” says R5.

Erma steps back down the ramp. “He’s not here… what are you two doing? Put that droid down!”

“But it’s Lima’s Life Day gift!”

“It’s not even Life Day!” screams Erma. Lima looks to be on the verge of tears, looking down on R5. “Ah- oh… Okay, you can keep the R5. But it’s your problem if it’s stolen!” yells Erma.

“I keep telling you,” says R5. “I’m already owned.” Lev steps down the ramp. “TA-11, help me.”

“No,” says Lev. He immediately walks back up the ramp. Damn it, Lev!

And with that, the three Mandos leave the hangar. You and Misri burst out of your crates. “Lev!” you yell. Lev walks back down, and you quickly run up to him, angry. “Why did you just let those girls walk off with R5!?”

“Because I did not like him,” says Lev. Damn droids!

Misri steps next to you. “We have to get him back!” There’s more practical reasons than sentimental ones. R5 has backup copies of your navigational logs and your mapping notes. If the mandos find those, they’ll know about the treasure and have an amazingly good chance of finding it before you do!

But how?

> The Charismatic disguise approach.
> The Intelligent stealthy approach.
> The Skillful bust into their hangar and just grab him approach.

>>43661209
> The Charismatic disguise approach.

>>43661209
Skillful

>>43661209
> The Intelligent stealthy approach.

>>43661209
>The Skillful bust into their hangar and just grab him approach.
Because FUCK YOU BITCH, NO ONE TOUCHES R5.

>>43661209
> The Intelligent stealthy approach.

Better be stealthy.

>>43661209


> The Charismatic disguise approach.

Goddamn it, and did Rhys fuck all of the furies or just the Mandelore?

>>43661209
>> The Intelligent stealthy approach.

>>43661209
>> The Intelligent stealthy approach.
Fucking Lev.

Bimbo Mandalorians.... Goddamnit schteel you just gave me a new fetish

>>43661332
Well I mean.. we could totally convince one or two of them to join our crew.. we've even got these cute droids.

>>43661332
>Tsundere Agents
>Bimbo Mandalorians
SW quests tend to give me the biggest boners.

>>43661332
I already had it.

>>43661361
>Also Excited Miralukes.

We must do this.

>>43661209
irony is they are angry at us for Droid theft

>>43661361
Don't forget about the underage, katawa shoujo scarred jedi girl.

>>43661410
I bet they reconized R5 and are just pretending all of this was a thef

>>43661430
We know a jedi?

>>43661485
He's talking about RCQ. Don't mind it.

http://pastebin.com/Xp638rRc

I tried to update and clean the pastebin in this.

Is it any good?

> The Intelligent stealthy approach.

-

-

Now, you could call the Stormtroopers and have them here to arrest Erma and her girls. But the fact of the matter is that it’d be a bloodbath. They may seem a little slow on the uptake, but when it comes to combat, they can match any Mandalorian Supercommando in combat. The Furies do not take training lightly. You and Misri grab some crates, and sneak your way into the Furies’ hangar, where three modified BTL-B Y-Wings are parked.

“How are we gonna get R5 back to the Vode An? We’re already using all of our astromech slots,” says Erma.

“Maybe we can stuff him in the ball turret,” says Uggla.

“Oh, but that’d be uncomfortable for R5!” Lima hugs R5 tightly, purring in delight.

“I don’t want to go in the ball turret,” says R5.

Erma sighs, pulling her helmet off and shoving her fluffy blonde hair back. “Look. Lima, I know you really want that R5, but you better have a plan or else we’re leaving it behind.”

Uggla takes Lima’s hand. “Come on, maybe we can find some space for him on my ship.” Lima follows Uggla closely, blushing a little as she’s lead on to Uggla’s customized BTL-B Y-Wing. Okay, now’s your chance. You and Misri sneak via empty crates. If you feel them looking in your direction, you stop. All they’ll see is just a random crate. “Hey, Erma! You know my hydrospanner is!?”

“No!” Erma sits on the nose of her Y-Wing, furiously adjusting the charge on her blaster pistol, clearly dissatisified with today’s progress. “Hurry up! I’m getting sick of waiting for you!” R5 sits in the middle of the hangar, but then he spots you. You gently signal for him to come towards you. Erma isn’t paying attention, neither is Uggla or Lima. So he manages to roll towards you and Misri without raising a fuss.

“R5, we’re here to help you.”

[1/2]

>>43661783
[2/2]

“Thank goodness, sir. I don’t know what they would’ve done to me,” he says. Nothing good. You’ve seen how they mod out droids on the Vode An. You and Misri stuff him into another crate, and begin the long walk back to the door.

“Hey!” Uggla yells. “Where’s the droid?”

“Oh no! Someone must have stolen him!” Lima cries out. “Why does this keep happening to us!”

“Well, I’m not helping you, you stole it anyway,” says Erma.

“Come on, Lima, he’ll turn up.” Uggla and Lima start sweeping the hangar. Lima brings out her short vibroblade and small wrist mounted energy shield, while Uggla spins up her Z-6. Oh great. Just a few meters from the door, the three of you stop. They’re probably looking at you now.

“Hold on,” says Lima. “Were those crates always there?” Damn it, they spotted you. Uggla and Lima start walking towards you two. Please don’t open the crates, please don’t open the crates, please don’t open the crates, please don’t open the crates. They step up now, right on top of you. Lima drives her vibroblade between the lid and the crate, your crate. You nearly get a new airhole in your forehead from that. She’s using it as a crowbar to open it.

Oh boy, what did you do to deserve this?

[2/3]

>>43661813
[3/3]

Suddenly, you hear a klaxon wail. “What the-“ Lima slips her blade out.

“ATTENTION, ALL RESIDENTS OF AHTO CITY, PLEASE REPORT TO DESIGNATED SAFETY SHELTERS. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.”

“What’s going on?” asks Uggla.

“Come on, back to the ships!” yells Erma. You can hear their footsteps as they run back to their Y-Wings. As you hear their engines wind up, the three of you make a run for the door and immediately slam it behind you. Thank goodness, you made it. You all pop out of your crates, then find Selkath and tourists all running for their lives.

“What’s going on?” asks Misri.

“Hey!” You grab an Imperial Officer. “What’s happening!?”

“We’re under attack!” he yells. “It’s every man for himself!” He runs off down the hall, nearly tripping over his feet. Coward.

“Under attack by who?” asks Misri.

“Don’t know, don’t care,” you say.

> Back to the ship. Time to leave.
> Get to a shelter. Who knows what’s out there.
> Other

>>43661740
Isn't missing the E-Web on the underside of the ship?

>>43661835
>> Back to the ship. Time to leave.

>>43661835
>> Back to the ship. Time to leave.

>>43661835
>> Back to the ship. Time to leave.

Time to make some money!

>>43661835
>Back to the ship. Time to leave.

>>43661835
> Back to the ship. Time to leave

>>43661841
It is, isn't underbelly and underside the same thing?

>>43661835
> Other
Go back to our ship check what the frak is going on.

>>43661973
Air Control may have an idea of what's going on, yeah.

>>43662002

Rebels obviously

>>43662080
AKA Our Paycheck.

>>43662002
>>43661973
This.

With our Vulture droid and our RE-22, it seems we're converting our Frigate into a mini carrier.

>>43662136
There's a lot of space in a Barloz

>>43662136
>>43662170

And then we remove the escape pods and refit them with modified TIEs (for shielding and fun stuffs). Ala Night Crawler.

> Back to the ship. Time to leave.

“Come on, back to the ship.” The three of you rush down the hallway, avoiding the crowd of frightened civilians. Stormtroopers are helping people get to their shelters or to evacuation ships. If they’re planning on evacuating people in the middle of an attack, that’s either bold or incredibly stupid. You hope Garth up in his Arquitens at least is doing his job. Then again, if whatever is attacking Ahto is close enough to threaten its people, who knows what happened to him.

You run into your hangar and quickly get up the boarding ramp. “Lev! Give me engines!” You step into your cockpit, and everyone takes their positions. You step into the pilot’s seat as Lev switches on the engines. The Barloz backs up out of the hangar port, and quite quickly you see the scale of the attack. You look up to the sky to see the Manaan garrison fleet in flames. One Arquitens is rapidly dropping down towards Manaan’s oceans too, completely sheared in half by something.

“What’s happening?” asks Misri.

Suddenly, your sensors ping. Something is coming directly out of orbit behind that falling Arquitens. You squint, standing up in your seat. It’s looks like an incredibly enlarged Corellian CR90. No, no, it’s Pelta-class medical frigate, backed up by very thin profiled fighters too. The fighters are painted black, with designs recalling the jaws of Firaxan sharks and Rancor teeth. The Pelta in particular is heavily kitted out, widened extensively, given bigger engines, and what appears to be several batteries of quad turbolasers along its sides. “What the hell are those?” you ask. You’ve never seen those fighters before.

[1/2]

>>43662199
But Ties are not very good.

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>>43662330
[2/2]

“Sir. They are in the Imperial database. They are Rebel Alliance B-Wings. The profile and appearance matches that of the Seamus Fili Gang,” reports Lev.

“Who?” asks Misri.

“Fili’s Busters,” you state. “Rebels so rebellious that not even the Rebel Alliance will have anything to do with them.” You point to the Pelta-class. “And that Pelta…”

> THE SUN CRUSHER <
> Flagship of Fili’s Busters <

“Sir, there are currently five B-Wings deployed, with Imperial reports confirming an additional ten ready to reinforce. how do you want to approach this?” asks Lev.

> Deploy the R-22. You’re handling this personally.
> As skillful as you are, you’re going to beat a tactical retreat.
> Contact Fili, maybe you can stop him from sacking Ahto City.
> Other

>>43662339
If they have shields they're actually pretty solid. Not much difference between a tie and an A-wing after you add shields.

>>43662351
>> As skillful as you are, you’re going to beat a tactical retreat.
Nope time to run.

>>43662339

They also the only things that can fit on the escape pod modules due to the round design.

Unless you want DIE-Wings or a Deathseed

>>43662351
>> Deploy the R-22. You’re handling this personally.
>> Contact Fili, maybe you can stop him from sacking Ahto City.

>>43662351
I'm not sure we can beat at least 5:1 odds against a ship we're unfamiliar with.
We should run.

>>43662375
>>43662351
Second.

>>43662351
>> As skillful as you are, you’re going to beat a tactical retreat.

Damn it. Those Manaan garrisons were alright guys.

>>43662351
>> As skillful as you are, you’re going to beat a tactical retreat.

Thats 5 to 1. Potentially 15 to 1. Terrible odds.

>>43662351
>> Deploy the R-22. You’re handling this personally.

>>43662351
>> As skillful as you are, you’re going to beat a tactical retreat.

>>43662351
>> As skillful as you are, you’re going to beat a tactical retreat.
>> Other
Taunt the fucker on the line.

He hates us right?

Lets flee. And while we flee, lets get him to run after us. He runs after us, he can't bomb the planet into oblivion.

>>43662351
>>43662375
This time to test the new engines

>>43662351
>Deploy the R-22. You’re handling this personally.

>>43662199
You're a genius.

>>43662450
>He hates us right?
That's putting it mildly. If the Rebels put the bounty on us, then Fili's Busters triple-hate us.

>>43662351
>> THE SUN CRUSHER <
Since no one is voting on this, I'll throw you a bone, mate.

>>43662351
>> Deploy the R-22. You’re handling this personally.

>>43662351
>> Other
Get in contact with Commander Merrill Garth and try to coordinate somethign to protect the planet

Just noticed I dropped trip on that last post for whatever reason. Oh well.

>>43662710
This. If he is even still alive

>>43662743
Hmmmm? Where were you posting, hm?

> Deploy the R-22. You’re handling this personally.

“Lev, take over.” He nods, taking up the pilot’s seat as you rush to put on your harness.

“You’re not actually going to fight them, right? It looks like those things are really heavily armed!” says Misri.

“Hey, I’ve had worse encounters. How heavily armed can they be?” you ask. You pull your helmet, then pull your oxygen mask over your face and lower your sun visor. When you mount up in your R-22, Sparks is there, chirping some sort of encouragement at you as you set systems up. “Alright, Lev. Give me hangar doors. Once I’m out, break for orbit.”

“Yes, sir,” reports Lev.

The hangar doors fly open, and you’re blasted out of the Barloz into free fall. Your engines scream to life, and you’re zooming out. Power to tactical computer now, let’s see exactly how well-armed these things are. Rebel Alliance B-Wing, armament includes light ion cannons, heavy blasts, twin autoblasters, proton torpedo launchers with eight torpedoes each and… miniaturized composite-beam superlaser?

Who the hell designed this thing!? You pull your R-22 back towards Ahto City. You can feel your body buckle and shake at every twitch of the craft. You’re not in space anymore, this is atmosphere combat. And nobody does this better than you. “Alright… let’s see what you bastards can do.” The B-Wings swoop down, apparently ignoring you. They fire off a spread of proton torpedoes, blasting apart hangars and shooting apart TIES before they can move off to reinforce you. For now, it appears you’ll be alone against five B-Wings, probably fifteen even if you’re really unlucky.

[1/2]

>>43662960
[2/2]

But, if the Coruscant Run sim has taught you anything, there is no such thing as an impossible situation, at least not for you. You switch power to forward deflectors, and equalize power between laser cannons and engines. Here you go. You pull in behind the five B-Wings, blasting apart the hangars with their laser cannons. They don’t appear to take notice of you, or probably just don’t care. You fire off of a burst.

It finds its mark on a B-Wing’s engine block. It starts smoking as it suddenly shuts off, and wildly spins into the ocean. The other B-Wings break off, recognizing the threat. “Sir, I have sliced their communications. Patching you through,” says Lev.

“What was that!?” yells one of the B-Wing pilots.

“Hey, Skipper! We got ourselves a hero! Just shot down Wyley!”

Fili calls over the radio. “Not just any hero, that there’s Rhys Cykgil, you know the bounty boys! Rip him a new one! Yeeehaw!” The other pilots scream furiously, looping upwards to get onto your tail. Still in level flight, gotta make a decision…

> Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.
> The B-Wings are your primary target. They’ll pick you apart if you ignore them.
> Other

>>43662973
> Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.
get close make it so they shoot at you, they hit it.

>>43662973
>> Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.

>>43662973
>> Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.

TRD. TRD!

The B-Wings will have to shoot their own ship if they miss!

>>43662973
>> Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.

>Have Lev contact the garrison and tell them to launch up some defense. He's a imperial tactical droid let him go into his field

>>43662973
>> The B-Wings are your primary target. They’ll pick you apart if you ignore them.

>>43662973
>Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.

>>43663009
TRD?

>>43663036
>TRD?

Trench Run Defence/Disease.

>>43662973
>>43663027
Guys lets pick this we will need help taking this down and going for the capital ship will buy time for the garrison to rally

>>43663027
>>Have Lev contact the garrison and tell them to launch up some defense. He's a imperial tactical droid let him go into his field

Oh, this is good. +1.

Priority is on safeguarding lives on the planet, followed by infrastructure.

>>43662973
>> Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.


Can we do this>>43663062

>>43662973
> Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.

> Other
Get in contact with Commander Merrill Garth and try to coordinate something with the garrison pilots.

Changing my vote from this >>43663152
To this one:>>43663027

> Focus on the Sun Crusher. Gut’s telling you to help those people, even with all of these B-Wings about to tail you.

Alright, power to front and rear deflectors and engines, weapon power low. “Lev.” You hit up the mic. “Contact the Imperial Garrison, start coordinating some sort of defense, I’m going to need someone to cover me.”

“Copy, sir. There is not much left of the Manaan Fleet, but I will try to link with ground support wings.” Ugh, ground hogs. Fine, you can’t afford to be picky right now.

“Be careful, Rhys! Those B-Wings are all over you!” yells Misri.

Not for long they aren’t. You speed towards the Sun Crusher. It certainly isn’t your average Pelta-class frigate. You need to use the old Mark One Eyeball to try and scan for any potential weaknesses. Keeping low to the hull, the B-Wings fly after you. “Hold fire, hold fire!” yells one of the B-Wing. “We might check the Sun Crusher!” Great, good, good. Maybe you can repeat this performance on the underside! You spin left, and pull up right beneath the Sun Crusher. By the way the blood in your body churns and your vision blurs, that shouldn’t have been possible. Thank goodness for that tune-up.

But then you see all the underbelly turbolasers point right at you. Oh, great. You spin again, dodging their crossfire from nearly point blank range. Your scanner beeps, detecting the remaining 4 B-Wings still in close pursuit.

“I’m going for it, woooohooo!” shrieks one of the B-Wing pilots. Your systems blare out in danger of an ion blast coming. The hair on the back of your neck stands up. With a quick dive to the right, you dodge the blast handily. They weren’t kidding about those ion cannons. The B-Wings speed past you as you leave the underside of the Sun Crusher.

[1/3]

>>43663806
[2/3]

“Goddamn it!” yells Fili. “He’s too fast for our turbolasers, someone KILL HIM!”

You fight the urge to grin. Still no obvious weaknesses. Even the big command tower looks to be heavily armored. The usual window you might see on any Pelta is covered by an armored shutter. This Fili is taking no chances that’s for sure. You also noticed you’re pretty much over Ahto, still untouched thanks to your distractions.

“Sir, garrison is deploying TIEs to your location, stand by.” Good, good. Ground hogs getting in your way, excellent.

“This is Green Wing, coming to support.” Oh great, sounds like that TIE Pilot from the Cantina yesterday, the one you punched. “Stay outta our way ye little frakker.” You roll your eyes, then pull back around and zoom towards the Sun Crusher. You fire a testing burst of lasers. They deflect off the shields. Powerful, maybe some concussions towards the bridge. A pair of your missiles fly towards the bridge, and explode off the armored cabin. Damn.

“Hey!” yells Fili. “He just shot up the bridge! Someone shoot him down!” You pull in again closer towards the Sun Crusher again.

“You’re not pulling that again!” shouts a B-Wing pilot. Suddenly, he’s shot down by a TIE Fighter. You’ve never been so glad to see ground hogs. “I’m hit, I’m hit! Aaahh!” He spirals out of control, and impacts off the hull of the Sun Crusher.

“Helmsman, more power to the engines, we’re getting out of here! Forget the city!” commands Fili. The Sun Crusher roars past you and the flight of five TIE Fighters.

“We’re goin’ after him!” yells the TIE Pilot. “Follow me, lads!” The remaining 3 B-Wings appear from in front of the Sun Crusher, acting as rear guard. “Shoot ‘em down, shoot ‘em down!” You narrow your eyes. Is one of those B-Wings charging a…

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“Get out of the way!” you warn. Too late. The B-Wings superlaser rips through the lead Fighter, and the heated energy shatters the others to pieces. The B-Wings fly right past you, meaning to get on your tail once again. Damn it. Never trust a ground hog to not get shot down!

“Here we come! Yeeee-“ One of the B-Wings suddenly disappears from your scope. You look up.

“Fire missiles!” The Furies. Erma, Lima, and Uggla’s Y-Wings come sailing out of the skies. Their missiles destroy another B-Wing, and forces the other to run for the Sun Crusher. “Rhys!”

You sigh, pulling up your mic. “Erma.”

“We heard the distress signal. We’re helping. What do you want?” she asks.

> “Cover me, I’m going after the Sun Crusher.”
> “I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”
> “Cover my escape.”
> Other

>>43663846
>> “I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”

>>43663846
>> “I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”

>>43663846
>“I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”

>>43663846
>> “I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”
>> Other
"Thanks girls"

>>43663846
> “I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”
> Other
"Thanks Girls"

>>43663846
> “I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”

>>43663846
“I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”

We can't make a dent so we can at least mop up the b wings

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I would ask why they're helping but then i remenbered we are some sexy smugler and that they want us alive.

>>43664028
Being space Indiana Jones is suffering

>>43664028
Because we jacked their shit and broke too many hearts.

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>>43664068
And they actually still want us...deep down on they're mando heart they are all fall to our smugler tactics.

>>43664028
>they want us alive.

They want us alive for their warmaster to kill personally.

Also, did anyone else notice that Kuvasz's previous warmaster is the leader of the furies?

If we do go to meet them peacefully, we should bring our mando friend along.

>>43664107
Previous is different from current anon.

>>43664150

He has no warmaster now and he should have some pull. Considering that he said he was one of her most trusted captains.

>>43664180
>>43664150
>>43664107
You guys are a little confused. Warmaster Viszla and Governor Pre Viszla head of Death Watch are two different people.

>>43664196

Oh...

Well perhaps another name to differentiate might have been a good idea but thats done now.

Thanks for the clarification.

>>43664196
you know now that you bring it up I can't help but notice just how shit with names the mandalorians are. I know that whoever claims the title of mandalor is supposed to be there biggest bad ass but they just seem to try and use as few names as possible. Like they have to reach a quota or something before they can start coming up with new names.

> “I’ll cover you, you hit that Pelta with everything you have.”

“Erma. You’ve got the heavy stuff. Hit that Pelta with everything you have.”

“Got it! Uggla, Lima, switch over to proton rockets, target the engines, the turbolasers!” Their Y-Wings speed past you, spinning as they pull up from sea level and rise up against the Sun Crusher. Uggla and Lima’s Y-Wings unleash a devastating barrage of proton rockets, all of them veering wildly but controllably on course. They impact the huge engines of the Pelta, knocking one thruster out completely and setting the other aflame.

“Engines are hit!” yells one of Fili’s bridge crew. “Sir, we’ve lost hyperdrive capability, we’re immobilized!”

“Get to the shuttles and the remaining fighters! Blue Group! Cover our escape!” You see the Pelta start hemorrhaging shuttles and B-Wing Fighters as the Sun Crusher starts falling into the ocean.

“We can’t let them get away!” you yell. “Shoot those shuttles down!”

“Yehehehe! YES!” screams Lima. Her Y-Wing fires a huge spread of concussion missiles. “Die!” Many of the missiles miss, but still few manage to their targets. One shuttle explodes completely, another is blasted in the wing and lands in the ocean. But that leaves another group of shuttles backed up by a pair of B-Wings. “There! That must be Fili’s shuttle, we gotta take him down!’

“Come on, Lima! Let’s go!” says Uggla. Their Y-Wings fires another spread of missiles as you begin heading into orbit. More missiles find their marks, shooting and blasting apart another shuttle and one of the B-Wings. The last remaining escort turns back and fires. “Break off!” They turn away, behind you. Oh great.

[1/2]

>>43664321
[2/2]

Power to forward shields. Another of the lasers finds its way past and scorches the hull. Your systems blare warnings of hull integrity. Superficial damage but nothing Misri can’t fix you suppose. Another blast hits your wing. Okay, that one wasn’t superficial, you’re actually bleeding some power out of that, must have hit a capacitor. It’s not lethal though. You fire ahead. The B-Wing spins on its cockpit axis, dodging. You pull a high yo-yo, intending to get behind him.

And there you have it, the killshot. You fire again. The shots hit the cockpit. It bursts into flames as the rest of the B-Wing flies back to the planet. You turn back to the shuttles, which have now increased their distance. A surviving group of five B-Wings rejoins Fili and his group, and they retreat into hyperspace. Damn it! They got away!

You sigh. “Thanks, girls.”

“You’re welcome, Rhys!” says Lima as she flies alongside you. Uggla as well takes the other side, with Erma behind you.

“Nice work, sir. I count two confirmed Starfighter kills along with a shared kill of the Sun Crusher,” says Lev. The Barloz flies into view. “Opening hangar doors.”

“Hold on,” says Erma. “Just because we helped you doesn’t mean we’re going to let you go.”

You groan, rubbing at your helmet. “Listen, Erma-“

Before you can scold her, the Vode An appears right over the Barloz. Oh. The huge Venator-class Destroyer casts a shado upon you and your ships. “You’re not escaping this time,” says Erma.

Um. Yikes.

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>>43664349
That's it for this weekend entirely. Hope you enjoyed this extra episode of Star Wars: Fortune Hunter Quest. Been fun, hope to see you next weekend for more.

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See you next time.

>>43664349

"Um. Be gentle?"

>>43664371

Moar, schteel-tan.

Space Indiana Jones a best.

>>43664371
so how many of the ground tie fighter survived the battle and what did the one bored general think of all the excitement?

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>>43664371
Great thread, GS. Looking forward to the next one!

>>43664430
1. None.

2. Considering the fact that Garth commanded an Arquitens in orbit and the fact that there are no ships left to oppose the Vode An, it's quite likely that he thought it was all very exciting up until his ship got destroyed.

>>43664455
Welp... this things happens.

>>43664455
>it's quite likely that he thought it was all very exciting up until his ship got destroyed.
yeah I can see how that would put a damper on things. Anyways thanks for running tonight and I look forwards to seeing you next time.

>>43664455

Damn...

So whos in charge of the Imperial Garrison?

We should help send a message for reinforcements for this place.

>>43664371
SHIT, uh fuck, our luck may have run out.

>>43664371
Did we effectively destroy fillis faction? They only took one pelta and a bunch of state of the art fighters

How much is that worth our kills?

>>43664540
Fili escaped with a good amount of his crew and some B-Wings left. He's not out of it just yet.

30,000 in total, two B-Wings and a Pelta which classifies as a Capital ship. No survivors from the shuttle shootdowns.

>>43664651
Heh we basically made up what we lost then in that engine tune up

Out of curiosity what type of shuttles were they. I never seen or heard of rebel shuttles before

>>43664651

Any factional changes?

>>43664727
>>43664736
1. They were a mixture of Theta-class T-2c shuttles and RM-09 Shuttles. The Rebel Alliance and Fili's Busters make use of whatever they can get their hands on really.

2. No faction changes.

>>43664791
Is filli funded by the rebellion?

I imagine if not. That our next encounters with them will have a drop in quality of ships

>>43664842
Seamus Fili and company broke off from the Rebellion, thusly they are not funded by them. In fact, the Rebel Alliance is very quick to denounce Fili's random and wild terror attacks on Imperial planets.

>>43664874
Then we effectively broke them then. With no funding and lost their only capital ship.

One that houses only 1200 crew in which we destroyed a great many deal of them. Didn't we break them or see a massive drop in their quality?

>>43664651
So how do we collect our cash do we contact our friend?

>>43665173
Well contacting Lotte will be a little hard considering the situation, but Lev usually keeps track of your kills. You'll have a chance.

>>43665192
So future kills go through Lev and it gets send into our account?

>>43665326
Pretty much.

>>43665349

What would have happened if we chose to run?

At the start and when the furies showed up?

>>43665403
Pfft, I'm not telling you that.

>>43665349
http://pastebin.com/dfL0w2DH

Here I updated the pastebin. Is this accurate so far and useful?

Also how does Manaan feels about us now?

>>43665413

Tell usssss.

Its over already anyways.

>>43665421
Nah we seduce the fuck out of the Furies. Maybe steal one of their Y-wings.

>>43665419
1. Misri not Marsi

2. After that display, you're definitely welcome back on Manaan any day.

>>43665421
I have a policy of not revealing what other choices do. It should usually be immediately be obvious what they do anyway. Way of learning to live with your mistakes or successes.

>>43665465

Nah, im mostly just curious how furious the girls would have been.

>>43665490
Like I said, no tell of what could've been.

>>43665519

Alright boss~ Thanks for running.

>>43665519
The vulture droid has no shields right? We'll need to refit it for shields? And probably overhaul the fueling system since it uses that odd solid fuel system that we probably dont carry on board?

>>43665465
Okay, though did Misri pick up or buy anything from the parts shop, and what condition is the vulture droid? We could have used it in that fight.

>>43665568
Solid fuel system was shit. Had a game where we ran into a few of those and just flew around for 30 minutes or so and the fuckers ran dry.

>>43665605

Aren't trade fed ships suppose to deploy them in alternating waves to cover this weakness for refueling?

>>43665585
We just got the droid fresh from the scrapyard. It's completely useless and will continue to be so for at least a couple days.

>>43665568
>>43665585

She did not, but she brought some tools and parts from her home to use as a starter.

Here's Misri's shopping list for Sparks.

1. Repair the engines.
2. Fix the wings, which are almost shattered in half, perhaps reconfigure them so that it can walk like a Hyena-bomber droid.
3. While the blaster cannons are functional, they're also completely frayed out and are more of a danger to itself than to others.
4. Overhaul the fuel system to something more economical.
5. Affix shielding.
6. Either figure out a way to reactivate the energy torpedoes or replace them entirely, maybe a big anti-personnel blaster if you ever need grounside help.

That's most of the obvious problems.

>>43665636
It wasn't a trade fed ship. They were automated guards on an old CIS mining platform.

>>43665652
How will she get parts, she said she won't take anything from us, and I think her racing savings won't be much since she had to give half to her mother figure.

Her options are a little limited here.

>>43665696
Scavenge it or steal parts most likely.

>>43665696
I think we should be more worried about what's going to happen to our freighter and our person.

If they take us and the freighter they might give it to other mandos in their crew and fuck off with it. If Misri has it alone she may fuck off with it. If we're captured fuck are we going to do?

>>43665696
She'll figure it out. Misri's a resourceful type of girl who don't need no man to buy her the spare parts for her pet Vulture droid.

>>43665725
So do R5 and Lev have their own crew quarters?

>>43665785
No, they remain in the machine shop part of the Barloz.

>>43665808
http://pastebin.com/9jdv4f4f

Fixed it, and added something that shows the condition of our viecles

>>43665725
Why do i get the feeling she'll end up stealing one of the Furies Y-wings by the end of this.

>>43665938
Hey, bitches love Y-Wings. And besides, the Furies kit them out into near proto-Missile Boats anyway.

>>43665808
Do you regret adding the bartolz since it's so big?

Can we upgrade it to the YT series since it was inspired these ships?

>>43665970
>Furies
I just hear "furries" in my head.

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>>43665996
Nah, it's actually quite a lifesaver since now you can have wingmen without needing to upgrade to a bigger ship. The Barloz looks to be pretty infinitely modular just like it's successors. I'm especially glad to have the floor plan as reference.

Though I will say, I'm more regretful I didn't add the YT-49 Decimator as an option. Can't believe I forgot about this.

>>43665696

Ord Mantell, Raxus Prime--all we gotta do is find a junk word and start excavating for Clone Wars-era wrecks and surplus, which will probably still be in hefty supply and not picked apart by pirates to make Uglies.

Aside from that, we should probably talk about making some upgrades to our fat flying brick as well. I'm thinking some heavy laser cannons, a milspec shield generator, and the engines ripped off a newer YT-series Coreillian freighter could seriously make our fat brick a menace.

>>43666050
Mustafar could work too if you bribe the right imperials to give you access to the junk yard there.

>>43665652

>Repair the engines
>overhaul the fuel system

Honestly, these two should just be done one and the same and maybe turn the droid into an Ugly. The old Droid Starfighters featured a solid fuel system, if I remember correctly--"slugs" of fuel were burned off by the fighter's engines. Made them extremely economical for mass production, but limited their range and flight time to somewhere in the ballpark of thirty minutes.

The rest of the parts should be easy enough to find.

>>43666042
>YT-49 Decimator
Actually looking at the floor plans for the YT-series, the Baltoz suits our needs better since having on big Cargo hold instead of several smaller one makes it easier to stuff starships into it.

Does this thing even have a shield generater or is it just very heavily armored? Is the same can be said for the RE-22?

>>43666095


Probably not an ugly but yeah a big overhaul internally.

>>43666076
might have a better chance going to smuggler haven, since it is made our of CIS parts.