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>>45422298
[2/3]

Truth be told, you had to lie to Lotte about what you were looking for. You just told her you were looking for some old Separatist artifacts. You don’t even know if she knows what a Dark Reaper and a Force Harvester is. Hopefully not. Her image disappears off the holoprojecter as you leave the hangar of the ISD Balmoral.

As you approach the surface of the planet, you do see stray squadrons of TIE Bombers pelting the surface here and there, clearing out wandering troops of rogue droids. There was a small presence of colonists here and there on Thule, but most everybody knows it as a scavenger paradise what with all the wrecked Clone Wars tech lying around. Your first destination was a scavenger town

You land in the midst of old scrap buildings standing in the shadow of a capsized Acclamator assault ship. You and your crew step out via the boarding ramp to investigate. However, you decided to bring a special guest with you on this expedition. “Sir, are you sure it is safe?” Lev.

“Of course it is!” You wrap your arm around Lev, grinning. “Look, these droids think the Clone Wars are still going. You-“ You jab your finger on his hull. “-are going to keep up that masquerade for us. In case we run into trouble, which we probably won’t. We won’t.” You try to reassure him, Lev doesn’t come off the ship much if you’re honest.

He stares at you. “Comforting, sir.” Ugh, he’s picking up after R5.

Misri walks up to you, looking around. “Look.” She points down to a pile of ashes and what appears to be the remnants of a blaster and some clothes. Kuvasz kneels down beside it. “What is it?”

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>>45422310
[3/3]

He grunts, taking off his helmet then sifting through the ashes with his fingers. “… human remains.” Misri gasps, immediately shifting behind you. “Something slaughtered all these scavvers, burned them where they stood.” He stands up, pulling his helmet back on. “Rhys, this isn’t a disruptor blast either, this was a pure incendiary blast that cooked this unfortunate fellow.”

“How can you tell?” you ask.

“Disruptor blasts usually leave slag and fluids from the unfortunate,” he says. “This is a pure ash pile, associated with extreme heat.”

“Well, great!” Vikker crosses his arms. “Someone’s burning all the scavvers before we get to talk with them. What now?”

> Look for survivors.
> Investigate the cause of this, no scavvers have weapons that can vaporize people like that.
> Break out the fighters and start scoping out the area.
> Other

>>45422326
>> Break out the fighters and start scoping out the area.

>>45422326

> Look for survivors.
> Investigate the cause of this, no scavvers have weapons that can vaporize people like that.

>>45422326
> Investigate the cause of this, no scavvers have weapons that can vaporize people like that.

Hoping to find a pet drodika those little bastards are cute.
>>45422326
>> Investigate the cause of this, no scavvers have weapons that can vaporize people like that.

Also if there is clone wars era tech here finding spare parts for roger dodger and sparks might be a good idea.

>>45422326
>> Investigate the cause of this, no scavvers have weapons that can vaporize people like that.

>>45422326
> Investigate the cause of this, no scavvers have weapons that can vaporize people like that.

>>45422685
I just imagine Sparks using it as a giant ball.

I'm hoping for a partially intact corvette or have Lev convince some of the droids to join us.

> Investigate the cause of this, no scavvers have weapons that can vaporize people like that.

The five of you disperse around. You feel comfortable enough letting Misri stake out on her own for now, she’s been getting better with the blaster. Hopefully she won’t need to use it. Looking around the scrap heap of an outpost, it appears everything useful has been scrounged up and taken. No circuits, no processors, no power capacitors or converters, no droids, no vehicles, nothing. Whoever came to this place certainly was thorough enough to take everything but the kitchen sink.

However, you come upon a crater, then look on down into it. Right in the center of it was a shell, seems to not be live anymore. But you recognize the make and size of it. These were deployed in the dozens on Jabiim when you were a kid.

It was Defoliator shell.

You bring up your wrist comm-link. “Guys, I think I know what caused this.” You slowly slide down the crater, then take another gander at it. It’s not live. It must be a dud. You gently pat it, and immediately pull your hand away. A dud yes, still burning hot though. “Someone must have stolen some Defoliators or something, we might need to-“

“Halt!” You stop. You slowly turn around to see a pair of B1 Battle droids. Their hulls have been hastily welded up with some scrap plates, and one of them even has a new cybernetic photoreceptor replacing the old one. Across their bodies are black streaks, with a white star on the top of their heads. “Who are you? Nobody is authorized to be here.”

“Um.” You cough. “Er- I-“

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>>45423364
[2/2]

The other droid turns to his compatriot. “Maybe he’s one of those replica droids I hear so much about.”

“Can’t be,” says the other. “Look at him, he’s way too relaxed to be a droid.”

“Well, replica droids are supposed to be relaxed.”

“There’s no such thing as replica droids, you’re thinking of –commando- droids.”

“Maybe he’s a commando droids.”

“Are your optics working properly?”

> Charisma: “Uh, yeah, I am a droid! I am. Roger, roger!”
> Intelligence: Quietly send out a distress signal.
> Skill: Blast them while they’re distracted.

>>45423195
That would be nice.

>>45423388
>Charisma: “Uh, yeah, I am a droid! I am. Roger, roger!”

>>45423388
>Roger, roger!

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>>45423388
> Charisma: “Uh, yeah, I am a droid! I am. Roger, roger!”

>>45423388
"This might be a Suprise to you two but both the CIS and Republic have fallen i have a tactical droid on my ship that can fill you in on the history of the last 20 years"

>>45423388
>Charisma: “Uh, yeah, I am a droid! I am. Roger, roger!”

>>45423388
>Charisma: “Uh, yeah, I am a droid! I am. Roger, roger!”

>>45423388
>> Charisma: “Uh, yeah, I am a droid! I am. Roger, roger!”

this reminds me of New Vegas

> Charisma: “Uh, yeah, I am a droid! I am. Roger, roger!”

“Uh. Yeah. I am a droid! I am. Really. Roger, roger.” You salute, as stiffly as possible. “We just er…” You slowly climb up out of the crater towards them, smiling nervously. “We have very different goals.”

“So you are a replica droid!” The one B1 nudges his partner smugly. “How about that? I was right!”

The other cocks his head, skeptically. “I’ve never met a replica droid before.”

“Well, this is what we look like.” You pat your chest, nodding to them. “Some of us. Others look different.”

“Roger, roger. Well, you’re with us now, buddy.” The first B1 takes your wrist, leading you away from the crater. “The boss wants all functional droids repossessed and processed.”

“Wh- who’s your boss?” you ask.

“General Nautilus of the Separatist Alliance,” he says. There’s another Separatist holdout? You thought Eudora said her cell was the last one. Who the hell are these guys!? “Come on, buddy. We’re going for a walk.”

> “Uh, sure, okay.”
> “Not if I can help it!” Blast them.
> “We can’t, I have… things to do in here!”
> Other

>>45423861
>Other

No, I have my orders from General Nautilus to have you check out for improvements. I was testing you.


Have Misri reprogram them.

>>45423861
> “Uh, sure, okay.”

Considering how much separatist crap we've already got, Sparks, Lev, and the two battle droids. We can probably run this con for a while yet.

>>45423861
>“We can’t, I have… things to do in here!”

>>45423979
The droids don't seem very bright, if we can have Lev back u our claim maybe we can convince and convert them for informmation.

>>45424016
Meh, I'm just hoping we can get a Magna-guard to join our crew.

a) Can protect us from the inevitable inquisition attack
b) It could also teach Misri how to actually use her lightsaber, since
Grevious had them programmed with lightsaber forms, so when she fucks up she can actually defend herself.

>>45424016
Droids are almost never bright. That's why the Clones were developed: to think as rationally as any sentient, which droids can't do.

>>45424089
She still needs a vibrosword, and getting these droid if anything at least for more info will benefit us. I suggest we at least try to trick them.

Like we are testing them to see if their programming was running correctly and due to their diligence are chosen for upgrading. Lev can back our claim.

>>45423861
>>45423974
Something like this.

Tell them they been chosen for upgrades for doing their duty, and give them praises.

>>45423861
>"I am tasked with scouting and infiltration, my orders and programming dictate I spend a minimum of 3 cycles checking for pursuit before returning to allied formations to avoid possibly revealing confederate positions."

>>45424089
But their smarter then B1 Battle Droids. If we play our cards right, trying to trick these guys and getting them to give us information of their base, might lead us to magna or Droidikas.

> Other

“Uh, actually-“ They stop, looking at you. “I have my orders! From General Nautilus too! He needs to have you two checked for improvements.”

They cock their heads, confused. “Didn’t you just ask who our boss was?”

“I was testing you.”

“Oh, roger, roger.” They let go of you. “I will have to clear this with command and then we can-“

“Don’t!” you yell. They look back at you, surprised. “Uh, I can just er, improve you right here right now. We don’t need to go through all of that red tape, you know? Haha!” You really don’t want to be ventilated by B1s, that’s the worst kind of way to go. “Here, here, show me your head.” You lift up the access panel on the back of one of the droid’s heads.

“Hey, what are you doing!?” he asks. “You’re not-“ You hear a click. Uh oh. “Oh great, you activated my thermite bomb you-“ You duck, and just in time. The inside of the droid’s head explodes, showering flames out of the eye holes and through the weld lines. The body crumples in a heap.

The other droid looks at you. “You don’t seem to know what you’re doing. I’m calling-” He’s immediately toppled over by Kuvasz, who arrived on the scene. Of course someone would have heard all of that noise you all were making. “Ergh… what-“ Kuvasz steps down on his head.

“What happened!?” Misri runs over from a different direction. “What’s with the droids?”

“See if you can slice that one,” you say. She nods. The droid protests as Misri tries to access his internal hardware. Hopefully she won’t set off his internal bomb.

“Ow, let go! Let go!” he cries. He reaches for his blaster.

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>>45424828
[2/2]

“Stop him!” you yell. You dive and try to the grab the blaster out of his hand. Kuvasz kneels down and tries to wrestle the droid into submission. Misri jumps back, knowing she won’t be much help until you subdue the droid. But despite their skeletal frame, they are a lot stronger than they look. He struggles, but manages to press the blaster to the bottom of his head. “Don’t. You. Dare!”

“See you in hell!” He fires, blasting a hole into his head, and setting off the internal thermite bombs implanted in their central computers.

Damn it. Useless.

Vikker hurries over, along with Lev. “What- what happened!?” he yells.

“Droids,” you say. “They have internal bombs in their brains. What kind of guy does that?”

“One that does not want their plans to be revealed,” says Lev. “Can we retrieve any information from them?”

“I can try,” says Misri. “But their hardware’s fried. I don’t know what I can recover.”

“Try,” you say. “They’re working for some guy. A General Nautilus.”

Lev grabs your arm, and you look back at him in surprise. Kuvasz and Vikker reach for their blasters, ready. “… did you say, General Nautilus?”

You blink. “You know him?”

“Yes,” Lev nods. “I remember it like it was only yesterday.” He turns his head skywards, his photoreceptors going dim.

…

“Um. Lev?” You wave your hand in front of his face. “Lev, you there?”

> Try and prod Lev. What the hell is he talking about?”
> Er, okay. Let him have a flashback without you all then.
> Other

>>45424854
>Try and prod Lev. What the hell is he talking about?”
Why does the droid get the cool flashback scene? Asshole.

>>45424854
>> Try and prod Lev. What the hell is he talking about?”

>>45424854
>> Try and prod Lev. What the hell is he talking about?”

I can't believe a B1 just told us "See you in Hell" and killed itself. Ridiculous.

>>45424854
> Try and prod Lev. What the hell is he talking about?”

>>45424854
> Er, okay. Let him have a flashback without you all then.

>>45424854
> Try and prod Lev. What the hell is he talking about?”

>>45424854
>> Try and prod Lev. What the hell is he talking about?”

>>45424937
These B1s are a bit more suicidal. I feel almost offended that they were smart enough to do that.

>>45425255
I'm more offended that it was mocking us before it killed itself!
Who would program that!?

>>45425331
I'm surprised vanillia B1 made out of scrap had enough programming to have that even installed?

I mean who actually gives time to program B1s?

>>45425368
this is why people use restraining bolts and memory wipes.

>>45425423
I don't suppose Lotte has any on her star destroyer that we could requisition?

>>45425423
I guess, but dammit Rhys panicked andi f he didn't we could have had them.

> Try and prod Lev. What the hell is he talking about?”

“Lev.” You pat Lev on the head, trying to shake him awake. “Lev!” His photoreceptors brighten again, and he looks at you. “What are you talking about you remember it like yesterday? You know General Nautilus?”

“General Nautilus?” he turns his head up again. “I have not heard that name in years.” His photoreceptors go dim again. Misri tazes him with her arc welder. He flinches, waking up again. “Ow.”

“Don’t do that again,” you say. “Explain yourself.”

“General Nautilus was the Super Tactical Droid built to supersede my line of tactical droids. I and others of my class were obsolete by the late stages of the war, and the Alliance needed new more powerful and free-thinking Officers to replace the loss of veteran leadership. The Super Tactical Droids were built to be the perfect tacticians, an improvement upon my kind in every way, including personal combat as well.

Lev turns his head skyward. “It was the later stages of the battle of Felucia. General Nautilus had been promoted to command my former charge of ground units, an entire garrison of droids. Normally, when a Super Tactical Droid was replacing a T-Series, the T-Series would be sent to the foundries to be scrapped. However, like many others of my kind, those with long enough service time were allowed to remain as front-line officers, and that was where I was transferred. General Nautilus commanded us, and I obeyed.

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>>45425702
[2/2]

“One day however, I was overseeing the transfer of my garrison to the frontline. I was marching along with my B1s in the middle of the column, accompanied by my droid commando bodyguards. My bodyguards had served with me since I was first enlisted, and I trusted them with my life. I unfortunately could not honor that trust, as we were caught in an ambush. Clone troopers riding AT-RTs were smashing into our lines, destroying us faster than we could reinforce. Our AATs were sniped by precision shots from AT-TEs we could not see. All around us, clone troopers were destroying my droids. It was a massacre. I called for retreat, but General Nautilus refused to send a shuttle to retrieve me or send droids to reinforce my position.”

“So he left you there?” you say.

“Yes. My droid commando bodyguard told me to run, and so I did. They said they would be right behind me. They were not. I continued to run until my audio receptors could not hear signs of battle anymore. I attempted to rendezvous with other elements of the droid forces on Felucia, but to no avail. General Nautilus pulled his forces out, leaving me to die.” Lev looks skyward again, this time fully awake and aware. “I survived on Felucia for three years on my own, thanks to the actions of that arrogant and poorly programmed ‘Super’ Tactical Droid. I have not seen or heard from him since.”

“Wow.” Misri gently hugs Lev, sighing. “Lev, I’m so sorry.”

“Do not hug me, droids do not hug,” he says. Misri insists on hugging him anyway.

Kuvasz shakes his head. “You poor soul.”

“So what now then?” says Vikker. “We just burned our only lead to Nautilus then.” He kicks one of the droid corpses. “What do we do?”

> Grab the fighters, start looking.
> Call for help from Lotte, see if she can provide you some kind of backup.
> Continue searching the site, there has to be some hints lying around.
> Other

>>45425728
>> Continue searching the site, there has to be some hints lying around.

we're a smart guy, we can work this out

>>45425728
>> Continue searching the site, there has to be some hints lying around.

>>45425728
>> Continue searching the site, there has to be some hints lying around.

>>45425728
> Continue searching the site, there has to be some hints lying around.

>>45425728
>> Continue searching the site, there has to be some hints lying around.


If we can get Lev to replace this general guy, maybe we can get enough droids to do something.

>>45425728
>Continue searching the site, there has to be some hints lying around.

>>45425917
That would mean discharging Lev from the Lion's Share, wouldn't it?

>>45425987
Maybe? R5 would love it I imagine though I believe if we can take a old Sepertist frigate, frieghter, etc, he can still come with us.

> Continue searching the site, there has to be some hints lying around.

“Let’s keep searching around. There has to be something we can find,” you say. Everyone nods. You look over to Lev, who is about to walk away. “Lev.” He stops, turning to you in surprise. “Listen, that was a nice story and everything. I’m glad you shared it with us.”

Lev nods, stiffly folding his hands behind his back. “Yes, sir. I am not a storyteller like Kuvasz, but I have not been mindwiped in decades, I still have something to say.” Fair enough. He turns around and gets back on walking.

As you search around the site, you make sure to see if there really is anything useful in these wrecks. But you find that you’re only wasting your time. Nothing it seems is worth anything you could sell or markets or strap to your ships or droids. It really does appear as if that General Nautilus has stripped everything useful from this area. He’s been thorough.

You blink, hm. You got a hunch. Occasionally, you gotta follow these hunches through. Most times they lead you to good stuff. You pull out your DC-17 and start walking towards one scrap pile. There’s something about it that seems off to you.

“Rhys!” Kuvasz walks over to you, keeping his hand on the holster for his DE-10. “You find anything?”

“I was just about to check,” you say as you approach the scrap pile. You pick up one huge pile of scrap, then slowly turn it over. And in that pile is a young woman, her face hooded by black wrappings and what appear to be cybernetics. Her skin is ghostly pale, and her hair silver white. One eye is patched over by a plate of metal, and her other eye is closed. “She’s alive!” You and Kuvasz hurry to grab more scrap off of her.

Until you see just how incorrect the term “alive” is for her. You blink. Her body is covered in cybernetic prosthetics. One entire arm is missing, shrouded over by a torn up cloak, and her legs are replaced by rather rustic looking cybernetic legs as well.

[1/2]

>>45426660
[2/2]

She blinks her eyes awake, groaning. She coughs, her voice distorted by the mask underneath her facial wrappings. “Wh-…” You take her hand, helping her to sit up. She looks at you, then at Kuvasz.

“My name is Rhys,” you say. “Listen, I-“

The next thing you know, you’re on the ground, your face bleeding from an impact you didn’t see, and the entire world spinning out of control. What just happened.

“She’s Echani!” yells Kuvasz angrily. The girl lifts herself up to her feet, a new mechanical arm sprouting out of her backpack. He fires his DE-10 at her, and she absorbs the shots like they’re nothing until she closes in. Kuvasz wrestles with her, trying to bring her to her knees. She meanwhile is getting every jab and every punch in while she can. Her augmented limbs versus his Mandalorian strength, who will win!?

> Him, once you get into that fight and knock her out!
> Nobody, break them up!
> A question to be made later once you call for help!
> Other

>>45426683
>> Him, once you get into that fight and knock her out!

>>45426683
>Him, once you get into that fight and knock her out!
Oh boy, time for battle monks who believe "bonding" equates to "naked wrestling."

>>45426683
> Him, once you get into that fight and knock her out!
Once she's out, either disconnect or find a way to shut off those limbs. See how good all that Echani training does with one arm and most of a torso.

>>45426683
>> Nobody, break them up!

YES ECHANI! But she's part cyborg.....disappointing but EXCITING!

>>45426707
>>45426777
>>45426803
Shouldn't we break this up?

We need her awake for information and it seems a lot has happen.

>>45426887
She can answer questions when she wakes up and has her augs shut off or removed.

>>45426887
that can happen after we secure her

>>45426683
> Him, once you get into that fight and knock her out!
The nice thing about this being a junk planet is there's always that figurative and/or literal metal folding chair to brain someone over the head with.

should we not take those fried B1 bodies with us? we could replace the heads easily enough from Schteels description their bodies weren't slagged just their CPU's.

So we have a Visas who's a mechanic, a handmaiden who's a cyborg,

an a Exile (From the Imperial Academy) joining together.

Does anyone else find this amusing?

>>45426979
We should Definitely take those B1s i bet we can get them repaired pretty easy.

>>45426683
> Him, once you get into that fight and knock her out!

>>45426683
>>45426979
>>45427011
Suporting taking the B1 corpses, if nothing else gives us spare parts. Maybe we can find a Protocal Droid head to replace it.

I had a massive crush on B2s as a child.

B2 when?

>>45427127
B2s are bullies.

Though I do want a few.

> Him, once you get into that fight and knock her out!

“Hey!” You hurry to stand up and grab your DC-17 off of the ground. She wrestles with Kuvasz, not even noticing you. He responds by punching her square in the gut, then throwing her to the ground. Not having it though, she rebounds with her backmounted arm and flips back into a ready position. You rush up and fire a few lower power blasts at her. No dice, she’s too well-armored. Kuvasz charges at her again, but this time, she swipes him into a pile of junk.

And as for you, she again punches you square in the face. You hear a loud ringing in your ear and see a star in the corner of your eye for a second. Suddenly, you feel the wind knocked out of you. Gut punch. She prepares to knock you over, but you punch her square in the good eye. She yelps, stepping back in pain. You hurry to hug her tight from behind and wrestle her back. She yells and screams out trying to wrestle you off.

Until Kuvasz comes to silence her. With a kick to the face, she’s KO’d instantly. You roll over and let her fall slack next to you, then you grab some cables off the ground and tie her up like a hog. “How’d you know?” you ask. He tilts his head at you. “That she was Echani?”

“White hair, white skin, silver eyes,” he says. “Echani are part of the Mandalorian legacy. We used to sack their homes and forcibly take their women as wives.” You stare at him. “That was centuries ago though, it’s alright. Echani are basically extinct anyway.”

“Well, not entirely,” you say. She groans, now waking up again. She hurries to try to get up, but finds that she’s been bound.

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>>45427070
We helped Lottie take back a massive manufactury for droids we should be able to ask her or reike if we can buy new heads since they were going to re purpose the droids anyway.
Also a detachment of droids that will actually respect Lev will be awesome

>>45427214
[2/2]


“Aaah! You scum!” she yells. “I am Echani! I-“ Kuvasz plants his foot on her back, slowly crushing her back mounted arm into her spine. “Aaah! Ah! Ow! Get off, get off! Ow, that hurts, that hurts! Stop it! Stop!”

Misri, Vikker, and Lev hurry over. “We heard the noise, what-“ Misri stops in her tracks, looking down at the writhing and struggling cyborg beneath Kuvasz’s boot. “… who’s this?”

“What’s your name?” you ask.

“I’d spit at you if I was still capable of doing so,” she says through her mask. “I’ll never reveal anything to you, I’ll never reveal the location of my sisters’ either here on Thule or the base of operations!” … She blinks her good eye, apparently realizing she’s said far too much. “I’ll still never say anything beyond that.”

“Misri, can you er…”

She points down to the girl’s cyborg arm, finding a wrist mounted computer. “Hey, what are you doing!?” Misri quickly pulls a multitool off her toolbelt and starts slicing. “Get out of my computer! You blind- why are you even- Who are you!?” she yells.

> “You first.”
> “I was introducing myself before you punched me.”
> Remain quiet, just get what you can.
> Other

>>45427235
> “I was introducing myself before you punched me.”

>>45427235
> “I was introducing myself before you punched me.”

>>45427235
Go grab those B1 Bodies like >>45427070 and others said spare parts are always good, let alone spare parts we could get to work again.

>>45427235
>> “I was introducing myself before you punched me.”

>>45427235
> “I was introducing myself before you punched me.”

>>45427235
>> “I was introducing myself before you punched me.”

>>45427275
Supporting this, if anything to hide that we were here.

>>45427336
Right a B1 dead to a torso shot, Take the head, Bam we have a functioning droid. always take Scrapped Clankers so that we can either sell the parts or put em back together.

>>45427434
or find another droid and put the head on the torso.

>>45427235
>> “I was introducing myself before you punched me.”

>>45427235
>>45427275
Supporting this.

Even the torso will make good parts.

> “I was introducing myself before you punched me.”

“I was introducing myself before you punched me,” you say. “My name is Rhys Cykgil. The big guy is Kuvasz Skirata, the girl is Misri, and the Aqualish is Vikker. We’re looking for something here, trying to find out all we can.” You tap her nose, and she scrunches her face up in anger and resentment. “Like you, who are you? How did you get here?”

She scoffs. “We were eliminating the people here to make way for my employers, I unfortunately ended up caught in this debris. My name is…” She sighs, slowly settling. “I don’t have a name.”

“You don’t?” you ask.

“Well, my sisters all called me Whisper, which isn’t my real name, but that’s a different story,” she says quickly.

“Interesting nickname,” says Kuvasz.

> Whisper <
> The Echani Cyborg <

“So, Whisper.” You kneel down to her level, looking her dead in the eye. “We’re going to get the location of your base, we’re going to find out why you and those droids are here, and… yeah. That’s what we’re paid to do, and we’re not going to stray from that.”

“I’ll have you know, I am Echani! My sisters won’t stand for this!” she says.

Kuvasz tilts his head. “Should we just kill her?” Wow, that’s brutal, Kuvasz. Whisper seems to think so too, immediately shutting herself up.

“We can’t just shoot her!” says Misri. “She’s defenseless. I think she’s pretty cute too.” Whisper yells in frustration.

> “We’ll take her with us, keep her bound. We might be able to find other uses for her.”
> “Let’s just leave her here for now, I don’t want this girl surprising us.”
> Other

>>45427663
>Let her go send her off, have Misri bug her arm so we can follow her back to her base.

>>45427663
>> “We’ll take her with us, keep her bound. We might be able to find other uses for her.”
Bind her even more and shut off her limbs if we can. She could be a good bargaining tool if her sisters care as much as she thinks they do.

>>45427691

Seconding, though I cannot think of a way to slyly do that now that she has woken up, maybe if she was unconscious again

>>45427663
> “Let’s just leave her here for now, I don’t want this girl surprising us.”

Back under the debris she goes. Except bound this time.

>>45427663
>> “We’ll take her with us, keep her bound. We might be able to find other uses for her.”

>>45427663
>>45427691
Supporting this.

We are taking the B1 bodies with us right?

>>45427663
>> “We’ll take her with us, keep her bound. We might be able to find other uses for her.”

>>45427691
Supporting. She doesn't seem bright enough to notice.

But if we do take her with us, shut off every aug that she doesn't need to live.

We're making a lot of write ins today.

>>45427663
>>Other Don't Forget those droid parts! LOTTA VOTES want em

> Other

You slice the cables wrapping her up. She stands up, surprised. “Well, you can go,” you say.

She blinks. “… you’re just letting me go?”

“Oh, how can I kill such a pretty little face like yours?” you say simply. A hint of red to her good cheek tells you that worked. “Get going, don’t let me see you around here again.” She nods, stepping past you. She gives a very vicious glare at Kuvasz, before quickly running off into the distance, aided by her cybernetic legs. “Misri?”

She nods. “Planted it on her hood. She shouldn’t notice” Tracking devices, rarely used, often needed. “Back to the ship?”

“Back to the ship,” you say. “And get those droid bodies, we might have use for them yet.”

-

-

The Lion’s Share flies across the surface of Thule. The entire place is dotted with the craters from orbital bombardments, wrecked ships of all types, and scorched wasteland from the Battle. The Republic wasn’t kidding when they said that “horrific losses” took place here. Finally, you reach what appears to be looming fortress in the distance. “That must be it,” you say. “Whisper’s tracking device is still active too, so she’s leading us right to her.”

“We get into the fighters then?” asks Misri.

“Yep,” you say. “Come on. Dodger, Wilco, keep up the good work.”

“Roger, roger,” they both say.

[1/2]

>>45428436
[2/2]

You, Misri, Vikker, and Kuvasz hurry into your crafts. You slide on in and buckle up for a good ride. R5 is slotted into your astromech slot. “Greetings, sir. Can’t wait to be block a laser cannon aimed for your cockpit.” You roll your eyes. Misri as well slips right into the cockpit of her N-1T. “Sir, you’re letting Misri fly?”

“Most we’re going to see is droid Starfighters,” you say. “Shouldn’t be too bad.” Sparks yelps with glee as he’s dropped through the hangar. Your ship and her ship are run back on the crane, then dropped through the bottom of the ship. You engage engines and start flying, and Misri takes up after you. Finally, the H-Wing as well lumbers in behind you too. “Alright, everyone set?” They all call out a yes. “Good. Anybody see anything?”

Vikker starts off with, “Er, I got readings on what appears to be some shuttles in a courtyard in the middle of that fortress. Wait-“ Your commlink pings. “I’m getting a message. Patching you through.”

“Unidentified craft, identify yourself,” says a female voice. Definitely not Whisper. “You are in a restricted area by the order of General Nautilus. Turn back or be fired upon.”

> Turn back and land, you’ll find another way in.
> “No can do, we’re coming in whether you want it or not.”
> “I’m Rhys Cykgil, and I represent Imperial interests. You’ll do what I say.”
> Other

>>45427663
> Other

"Listen, wishper, I'm a nice guy, reasonable even after being punched in the face. Now I'm here on a mission and you're here on a mission. If you give me a little information it might turn out that we can help each other. Easy mission, easy payday. Now i'm going to ask you again, what are you and your sisters doing here and how can I get in contact with your leader? "

reasonable rhys is reasonable

>>45428462
>> Other
"General Nautilus? I thought the Clone war was over. Whats going on?"

Play stupid civie. Get ready to burn afterburner on our vector in.

>>45428462
> “The CIS is no longer a sovereign entity and you can fight me if you insist. Shouldn't be too hard with an overrated super tactical series droid who's battlefield prowess was based on how fast he retreated.”

>>45428462
>Patch Lev through. Have him represent CIS interests and we are representing the Trade Federation come to see updates on the project.

>>45428462
>>45428521
Playing the stupid Civie will get us killed.

>>45428537
This will get us shot.

Lev and the old OOM-Battle droids should have old Sepertist codes, use those codes to say we represent the leadership of the Sepertist Alliance.

>>45428642
this isn't a bad idea

>>45428462
Changing my vote to

>>45428642

>>45428462
This>>45428642

>>45428682
It worked in the proulouge when we raided the Droid Foundry but we got caught because Rhys didn't have any codes to say he was with the CIS.

Lev and the droids we have now Do!

If anything we can say that the communications with the main forces are spotty, and we are here to retrieve any old material or something.

>>45428462
> “No can do, we’re coming in whether you want it or not.”
Remember they clearly killed those civilians earlier, and we would be at a disadvantage on foot against a droid army. I do like this idea of trying to bluff them with codes first
>>45428642
Though they probably suspect who we are between whisper and the fact we're not in a CIS ride. Shoosting seems inevitable. And no the go home option, while forboding in that it is present, doesn't seem wise, starting the search on this hellhole from scratch.

>>45428804
We didn't say we represented the Empire though or the Republic.

We could just say that we were on route to the fortress before finding and being attacked by Whisper.

Were the Aqualish were a part of the CIS?

If we need to further legitimize ourselves we need to make excuses or back up to our lies any ideas?

My suggestion is that communications between the CIS has been spotty due to Republic interference and are currently trying to regather our forces to meet up with the main fleet.

> Other

“This is Ace Dixon of the Separatist Alliance,” you say. “I represent the leadership of the Corporate Alliance, we are here to investigate matters regarding General Nautilus’ presence here on Thule. Stand by for security code confirmation.” You patch Lev through, and he quickly sends his codes through to the other end as you approach.

“Hm. According to our droids, it’s an older code, but it checks out,” she says. “Very well, you and your ships may land. We will come meet you personally, Dixon.” Their transmission cuts out.

“Ace Dixon?” asks Misri incredulously.

“I’m not good with aliases,” you say. “Kuvasz and Vikker will follow me in. Misri, stay with the Lion’s Share on overwatch until we get back, okay?”

Your ship and the H-Wing lower yourselves into the crumbling old fortress courtyard. In your view now are columns of old droids, scraped together with spare parts. Some of the B2s you see don’t even appear to have their blaster arms, opting to instead mount weaponry directly on a swivel. Your ships land between the shuttles, and coming to meet you now is a trio of women wearing white and black robes, with hoods, wrappings, and goggles obscuring their identities. Though the robes aren’t leaving quite much to the imagination if you do say so yourself.

You step out, smiling at them. Kuvasz and Vikker also dismount from the H-Wing, staying by the ship while you meet them. You hold out your hand to the girls. “Ace Dixon, Corporate Alliance.” With a smirk, you look at them up and down. Whisper definitely has some fine looking sisters.

[1/2]

>>45429090
[2/2]

And yet, they refuse to shake your hands. “We weren’t aware of your arrival, Mister Dixon.”

“It’s a surprise,” you say. “May I know the name of three obviously well-to-do women in General Nautilus’ employ?”

“We are the Handmaidens,” the first one declares. “I am Meetra, this is Rina.” The one on the left nods. “And Enola.”

> The Handmaidens <
> Echani Mercenaries <

“If you are here to check on the progress of our salvaging the wreck of the Dark Reaper, you are wasting your time.” You tilt your head, quirking your brow. “We sent the wreck back to Nautilus a few days ago, he should expect it soon, right now in fact. We are cleaning things up here before we leave. Why are you even here?”

> “Well, I mean, I couldn’t believe he sent three little angels like you to do his dirty work.”
> “I was just making sure it was done. And that you sent it to the right place.”
> “To hurry your cleanup along, the Empire is closing in, they might find out what you’re doing here.”
> Other

>>45429108
>>Until recently i was with Another CIS Holdout, which was Recently Destroyed by the empire, Funny thing they had no idea Nautilus was still Functional

>>45429108
>> “To hurry your cleanup along, the Empire is closing in, they might find out what you’re doing here.”
>>other
"Sure hope he didn't leave you all here to die. Hes got a tendancy to do that sort of thing with the units under his command."

>>45429108
> “To hurry your cleanup along, the Empire is closing in, they might find out what you’re doing here.”

>>45429108
> “I was just making sure it was done. And that you sent it to the right place. I am sure that you can understand that such great undertakings require a measure of redundancy direct oversight, especially relating to security. Regarding your cleanup, why was a imperial destroyer in system when we jumped in? [mega officer stinkeye] Our affairs here are supposed to be discrete!”
Put them on the backfoot. I would just go for the hurry up option to do much the same but I think that implies genociding the local scavvers.

>>45429108

>>45429233
Supporting this.

>>45429233
*and direct

>>45429108
>>45429233
This.

Also Give me inventory of the droids in this outpost, Have Misri check them for 'repairs'

>>45429108
>>45429233
>>45429283
Support this.

Also check out this episode of Star Wars.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wv8FeE5aN-g

This kid use a mass reprogramming thing, have Misri do this while she does invantory checking of the droids of this outpost.

>>45429108
>“I was just making sure it was done. And that you sent it to the right place.”

>>45429233
How do we explain to them how do we get pass the imperial destroyer?

>>45429535
Far side of the planet

>>45429535
>>45429570
Rhys is knowledgeable in evasion and general piloting matters and good at BSing, that is no worry. If they even bother to bring it up.

>>45429644
Yeah but will German give us a chance to BS once whisper comes by.

Also should we have Misri try to shut down the droids or demand we have them to ensure our security or something.

>>45429707
Well the whole point of putting people on the back foot is they look to justify their actions/cover their ass rather than examine yours, at least if you come off as being the employer anyway. Maybe it won't work. In any case schteel always makes it interesting without things being an instant TPK.

> “I was just making sure it was done. And that you sent it to the right place.”
> Other

“I was just making sure it was done and that it was sent it to the right place. I am sure that you can understand that such great undertakings require a measure of redundancy direct oversight, especially relating to security. Regarding your cleanup, could you explain why there’s an Imperial Star Destroyer in this system when I came in?” You step closer, giving them a bit of a stinkeye. They don’t even seen to flinch. “Our affairs here are supposed to be discrete.”

“And how did you avoid that Star Destroyer?” asks Rina.

“Call me good at avoiding conflict,” you respond. “But listen, it was sent to the right place, was it not?”

They nod. “Of course, it was sent to the middlemen to hold out for Nautilus.” She crosses her arms. “You do know who the middlemen are, right?”

You blink. Damn it. “Sure I do.” They stare suspiciously at you. Even from behind those goggles of theirs, you can feel their glares burning holes in you. “What about you? They seemed a bit off to me.”

“Hutts are reliable,” says Meetra. “They won’t ask questions. And I-“

“Sisters!” you hear a familiar scream. Oh no. They look back, to see Whisper rushing in. “Sisters! I survived!” She stops when she sees you standing next to them. “Rhys Cykgil!”

“Rhys?” says Meetra.

You shrug. “Alias.”

“He’s a spy!” And immediately you were on the ground again. You spit out some blood and set your jaw. The Echani were retreating. “Whisper, cover our retreat!”

“Gladly, Sisters!” yells Whisper. “Droids, attack!” B1s and B2s start closing in on you all from every direction. Kuvasz and Vikker hurry to grab you and pull you into cover behind a pile of crates and rubbish.

> Call Lotte for help.
> Get to your Starfighters, and hope they don’t just shoot you down while you’re taking off.
> Fight your way through, blaster to blaster, and try to catch those Echani.
> Other

>>45429900
>> Call Lotte for help.
have her intercept those Echani

>>45429900
>> Fight your way through, blaster to blaster, and try to catch those Echani.

>>45429900
> Fight your way through, blaster to blaster, and try to catch those Echani.

>>45429900
>Fight your way through, blaster to blaster, and try to catch those Echani.

>>45429900
> Call Lotte for help.
> Fight your way through, blaster to blaster, and try to catch those Echani.
Try to catch them first, but have Lotte ready with a squadron to nab anyone trying to get off the planet.

>>45429900
>> Fight your way through, blaster to blaster, and try to catch those Echani.
>> Other
>>45429900
Air support from Misri and the droids.

>>45429937
Mixing up Lotte in all this mess seems like it might have... disastrous consequences.

>>45429900
> Get to your Starfighters, and hope they don’t just shoot you down while you’re taking off.
Even with Kuvasv and our good aim fighting through an army of mishmash droids and miss robokill doesn't sound promising, especially as we'd be racing to catch fleeing opponents. Seems a better idea to use our big guns against theirs, maybe have sparks pursue them after covering our exodus. Calling Lotte, while a nice option, seems super unwise given the secret nature of the whole assignment.

>>45430030
Calling in Lotte now may be blowing the load early.

>>45429900
> Get to your Starfighters, and hope they don’t just shoot you down while you’re taking off.

>>45429900
>Fight your way through, blaster to blaster, and try to catch those Echani.

Call in Air Support

>>45429900
>Have Lev make them stand down. He's a tactical droid, their supposed to follow his orders. If anything it will allow them to be confused enough to get into our ships.

> Get to your Starfighters, and hope they don’t just shoot you down while you’re taking off.

>>45429937
>>45430021
Let's not call Lotte yet.

Use Lev instead, He's a tacitcal droid, Maybe he has codes to get Sep droids to follow him or at least confuse the chain of command.

>>45429900
>>45430146
Support this.

If that doesn't work >>45430022

> Fight your way through, blaster to blaster, and try to catch those Echani.

“Come on!” You come to a crouch and fire your blasters at the incoming droids. Their blaster fire doesn’t deter you from taking a few potshots at them. Whisper stands in the back, egging them on, before going to follow her sisters. “We’ve got to catch those Echani!”

“R3!” Vikker yells over his commlink. “Cover us with the H-Wing’s turret!” Immediately, the incoming droids are blasted and torn to shreds by the rapid fire canon mounted by the H-Wing. Good enough for you. You mantle the crates and hurry with Kuvasz through the chaos and explosions happening all around you. Vikker stays behind to keep the Starfighters covered. “Sparks!”

A pair of B2s come to stop you, before being crushed to pieces by Sparks. Sparks starts firing down and blasting at the droids, his heavy hull being nearly impervious to their attacks as you dive under him and follow the Echani inside of the bigger buildings. The keep you’d guess.

“Wait!” yells Whisper up ahead. “I’m coming too, Sisters!” Might as well follow the sound of her voice. The hallways are metallic, lined with arches and columns jutting out from the sides, lit only by lamps brought in like you’d see at archaeological digs.

Suddenly in your path are a trio of BX-series commando droids. “Commandos!” yells Kuvasz. You and him start firing at them. They start advancing on you, then start jumping and flipping around to dodge your shots and fire at you from unexpected angles. They’re bouncing off the walls, and the ceilings, before they finally close in. You manage to nab one before the second tackles you down. The other starts wrestling with Kuvasz, trying to choke him out.

[1/2]

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>>45430800
[2/2]

You smack the one droid in the head, knocking it off its swivel and exposing a few wires. You finish it off by grabbing its neck and smashing the entire thing into the ground. Its head bursts into flames soon after, thermite. They’re all designed to purge their systems like that! Kuvasz growls as he holds the droid over his head, then snaps the droid’s spine on his knee. He finishes it off by stomping on his head. “Nice work, gramps,” you say.

“Good show, kid,” he responds.

The two of you hurry on through the hallways until finally you reach one of the Keep’s main hangars. A Theta-2c shuttle is waiting for them, with more droid commandos coming to defend them. “Sisters, I’m coming too!” Whisper hurries to join her sisters in the shuttle, but before she can board, she’s pushed down by Meetra. “Agh! What are you-“

“This time, stay dead, and stop being a nuisance to us, Whisper!” Whisper stares back at them as the boarding ramp shuts. The shuttle hurries out of the hangar, before you can do anything.

“Lotte!” you call. “There’s a shuttle leaving the area, you have to sto-“ A swarm of dozens of Vulture droids immediately flies past you, hurrying to escort the shuttle out of the area. Along with them as well go a trio of Rogue-class Starfighters manned by MagnaGuards. “… stop it.”

“We’ll deploy fighter screens to intercept!” yells Lotte.

[2/3]

>>45430817
[3/3]

The remaining droid commandos turn their heads to you, and then start attacking you. Kuvasz fires a few choice shots, downing two. The remaining three hurry to charge you with vibroblades before you also put them down as well. Not so special with your fancy flips and tricks are they? “Vikker?” Kuvasz calls over his commlinks. “How are things looking out there?”

“Me and Sparks are holding the courtyard, but there are droids everywhere!” he yells.

Kuvasz pats your shoulder. “We gotta go.” You nod, hurrying to follow him, but before you do, you turn back to see Whisper. She’s on her knees, staring out of the hangar, apparently stunned and in shock. “Come on!”

> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”
> Hurry out.
> Other

>>45430843
>> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

Time to pick up another stray.

>>45430843
>“You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

>>45430843
>> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

>>45430817
Offer Whisper a consoling hug? Because that was harsh.

>>45430843
> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

>>45430843
>“You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

>>45430843
>> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

>Have Lev convince the other droids to stand down, their leader retreated so try and have him take charge by using Sepertist talk.

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>>45430843
> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”
Well I got my wish for an Echani woman

>>45430917
So did I but she's half a Echani.

>>45430843
>>45430906
This the droids are idiots, have them stand down using Lev. At least confuse them enough so we can convince Whisper to relay the order.

>>45430917
A ruined one. She's missing an eye and a cheek. Hell she might be missing an ass cheek for cold hard metal implants.

>>45430852
>>45430866
>>45430872
>>45430881
>>45430906


Shouldn't we try to salvage what's left of their droids?I mean they left a bunch of shuttles and equipment, this is a great opportunity to grab some intact droids and gear.

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>>45430953
>A woman with literally half an ass

>>45431011
Sure but there is an abandoned android right there... I mean we gotta get that. Misri will give it a cutesy name and have it playing sabac with the other droids in no time.

>>45431011
Salvage in an active warzone doesn't really work.

>>45431011
We're in the middle of something kind of important here. Your kleptomania can wait.

>>45430843
> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

Another addition to Rhys Cykgil's home for wayward children

>>45431056
The droids are leaderless, they still kind of run on old CIS protocols, might as well use Lev to give it a shot since they are using those old codes.

>>45430953
>>45431033
Way to half-ass things

>>45430843
>> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

We've got half a Jedi woman, now for simply half a woman.

So does anyone want to invest in giving her more human like limbs and face surgery?

>>45431276
I say we go the opposite direction instead. Get us some robot booty to go with the cat booty.

>>45431276
Baby steps, dude.

>>45431276
If she is useful and joins us then she should have cybernetics that aren't rusty which can't be healthy but one thing at a time

>>45431306
Of coarse, i'm saying in the long term.

>>45431298
We can buy a pleasure droid for that. We have right now the Echani Vader.

>>45431334
So we're confirmed getting a pleasure droid next time we're at smugglers haven?

>>45431358
We just got one free a bit of cleanup and it's good to go.

>>45431358
Smuggler's Haven won't sell to us since we are working to the Empire.

Better go to Kuat.

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>>45431382
There's a lot of squishy, puss-ridden, meatbag flesh to clean out of it. That could take a while.

>>45431403
So we're all onboard and 100% confirmed to pick one up at Kuat, then?

>>45431382
The Echani have a long and storied history. Reducing one of them to "pleasure droid" is a bit much.

> “You go on ahead, I’ll be right behind you.”

“Go on ahead,” you say. He cocks his head, confused. “Go on, I’ll be right behind you.” You hurry to meet with Whisper, then gently kneel beside her. Kuvasz sighs in frustration, then hurries on without you. “Hey. You alright?”

She looks over at you, and out of her good eye tears are flowing. “Sh- they-“ She shakily holds her hand up. “I… Aaah!” She buries her face in your shoulder, sobbing loudly. She gasps loudly, then continues sobbing into your shoulder. “Why would they leave me!? Aaaahhhh! I’m their sister too!”

You blink. Erm.

Well, this isn’t the first time you’ve had to comfort a crying girl before.

“Um, there, there.” You gently wrap your arms around her, patting her on the back. “It’ll be okay.”

“No it won’t!” she whines to you. She beats on your chest with her fist, crying and shrieking loudly. “Why is everything I do a failure!?”

You sigh. You pick up your comm-link. “Lev, can you do something about the droids to help out Kuvasz?”

“I will try, sir,” he says. “But they are operating on a different frequency than I am familiar with. The results may not be as-“

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” You shake your head, then gently stand up Whisper on her feet. “Come on, Whisper. We’ll get you out of here.” You start dragging her out of the door. She continues crying into your shoulder, her feet loudly screeching as the metallic feet scratch the surface of the floor.

-

-

The Lion’s Share lands within the midst of the courtyard, and out of it steps Lev. The old droids are busy writhing and twitching in apparent confusion. “What did you do?” you ask. Whisper continues quietly crying into your arm, having tired herself out.

“I sent a shutdown order to them,” he says. “But due to the interfering frequencies and their… advanced states, they are not processing the order properly.”

[1/2]

>>45431429
But their hot. Though I agree we got the stepchild of the echani but nothing a little elbow grease and self confidence lessons won't fix

>>45431456
[2/2]

“Aaagh! Make pain stop!” One of the B2s stumbles around. “Make. Pain. Stop!” He immediately points his wrist blaster at himself, then fires, shattering his entire face. He falls over dead. A few more droids in the background as well shoot themselves rather than continue to suffer through the paradoxical commands issued to them.

“… I see,” you say. Kuvasz, Misri, and Vikker gather around as you call up Lotte. “Lotte, did you intercept the shuttle?”

She sighs, rubbing her forehead. “We couldn’t. There were too many Vultures, and those Magnadroids in those Rogues sent my TIEs running. I’m down ten TIE fighters and a TIE bomber. Not to mention some of those Vultures decided to ram the ship while they were going down. We did manage to get a basic guesstimate based on their last trajectory. They were heading for the Outer Rim.”

“Alright, thanks anyway, Lotte,” you say.

She shrugs. “Sorry. I’ll send the report to Admiral Reike for you.” She tilts her head, then looks at Whisper. “Who the hell is that?”

“Er, just send the report,” you say.

She rolls her eyes. “Typical. Rhys.” She exits the conversation.

Kuvasz glares at Whisper, who still leans into your arm, now completely tired from all the crying she’s done. “So… are we keeping her?” You look down at her. She doesn’t seem to really care either way. “I mean, we already have one girl to look at, I don’t think we need a third of one.”

Vikker crosses his arms. “What’s your beef with Echani?”

“They only count as a third of a person,” he says.

> “We’ll send Whisper on the right direction, she doesn’t need to come with us.”
> “Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”
> Other

>>45431474
> “Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”

>>45431474
> “Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”

>>45431474
>> “Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”

>>45431474
Have her join.

Damn are these droids suicidal? They need Misri love

>>45431474
>I mean, we already have one girl to look at, I don’t think we need a third of one.”
Stop being Gay Kuzvas. The answer is always more girl.

>>45431474
>> “Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”

>>45431474
>“Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”

>>45431474
>> “Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”

shouldn't we have Misri and the astromechs help with their shut downs?

I mean these guys are suicidal so a memory wipe might do them some good.

>>45431474
>> “Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”

Finally, grampa's being racist!
You aren't even Mando anymore, old man, you've got no beef with her.

>>45431474
Salvage as many droids and droid bodies as we can! WOO HOO! .with all the fuckers dropping dead there has to be some heads and processors for the two we picked up we might even get some others functioning.

>>45431474
>>45431658
>>45431750
This. He gave up mando culture because of this bullshit

>>45431792
Yeah alright since it is clear we aren't Rushing this anyway, Besides we might have to get some actual support from Reike on this one since WE AREN"T going to try and play the only competent Imperial Admiral in the galaxy AGAIN. because that would be dumb.

> “Whisper will join us, at least until we can find a good place for her to stay.”

“Regardless, this third of a person is joining us,” you say. Kuvasz sighs loudly. “At least until we can find her a good place to stay. I don’t want to just leave her here to die like her sisters did, it’s not right.”

Vikker nods slowly. “Um. Okay.” Whisper looks at Kuvasz, then at Vikker. “Er, Rhys, I’m not sure if this is the best idea.”

“Like I said, until we can find her a good place to stay,” you reiterate.

Whisper looks at Lev, who tilts his head at her, curiously. Misri however walks up to her, shocking her a bit. “I like your arm.” Whisper looks at the lack of arm beneath her robe. “Er, the one on your back, it’s pretty cute.”

“Oh, yeah, yeah.” Whisper nods, taking it up and hugging it a bit. “It’s… I mean, I had a third arm, well- a second, the one on the back is the third, th- I lost the other one in battle.” Misri smiles, offering her hand. Slowly, Whisper takes her hand and shakes it, in a bit of skepticism. “Erm, thank you.” She looks at Vikker and Kuvasz. “I will try not to let any of you down. I promise. I’m pretty good with droids and mechanics I guess.”

“Neat!” Misri pats her shoulder, shocking her. “We can be best buddies then! Come on, I’ll tell you about what goes on in this ship.” Misri hurriedly leads Whisper inside.

[1/2]

>>45431941
[2/2]

Kuvasz crosses his arms. “I don’t trust her.”

“She got abandoned by her sisters, look at her,” you say. “I thought you left the Mandalorian culture because of stuff like this.”

“I left the Mandalorian culture because we constantly waged wars in self-destructive manners,” he says. “Not to mention our culture glorifies it. Look, I don’t like it. But if she genuinely earns your respect beyond being a girl of the week for you, fine, she will have my respect too.”

“Same,” says Vikker. “Echani aren’t exactly good news. They’re not the most normal kind of people.” You shrug. Fair enough. You all start walking up the boarding ramp.

“Sir.” Lev folds his hands behind his back. “We will be ready to salvage what we can, but I believe there will not be much left for us here. Shall we plot a new destination?”

> Follow the Echani’s trail to wherever they’re going.
> Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.
> Head to Smuggler’s Haven. There’s way too many droid bodies for you to make use of. Might as well see if you can sell some.
> Other

>>45431958
Salvage as much as we can we need parts, and if we get lucky we could get a few B1s Wiped and Running.

>>45431958
>> Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.

>>45431958
> Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating

>>45431958
Salvage the droids and have them running.

There is more then one Shuttle. Let's see if we can commandeer them to transport them/

>>45431958
> Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.

>>45431958
>other
Grap the droids wipe them, we can sell spare parts/ things that are useless to us, to our favorite merchant friend with a gambling addiction, by sell i mean trade for fun times but what ever.

>>45431958
> Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.

>>45431958
> Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.

>>45431958
>Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.

>>45431958
>Your ships land between the shuttles, and coming to meet you now is a trio of women wearing white and black robes, with hoods, wrappings, and goggles obscuring their identities. Though the robes aren’t leaving quite much to the imagination if you do say so yourself.


They have more then one shuttle. We can use this!

>>45431958
Supporting
>>45431993
>>45432022

Let's take the ships they left behind too.

>>45431958
>>Salvage for the salvage god!

>>45431958
> Follow the Echani’s trail to wherever they’re going.
>Fill the hold with what deactivated droids we can. If we need the space we can just toss em. Besides alot of these could be the perfect plot contrivance for having a skeleton crew if we expand to a larger ship "wink wink". Hopefully we selectively load up on the better models (commandos, B1 or B2 command models, etc). Also sparks upgrade when?

>>45432006
>>45432016
>>45432030
>>45432041
>>45432048
>>45432049
Why go to Nal Hutta now? We can sell some scraps or some ships we don't need in exchange for upgrades.

Not to mention the Hutts are pissed at the Furies so we need to prepare ourselves if they confront us about that.

>>45432078
Anon, the best thing they had more then one shuttle. We parked our ships next to them.

We can use all of them to transport the droids.

>>45432098
Did you forget that smuggler's haven hates those that work with the Empire. Whos gonna buy our salvage without lowballing us.

>>45432098
Because those Echani mercs now know someone is after the Sith relic, so the sooner they can get it moved, the better. They said the Hutts have it as a middle-man, so we have to beat them to the punch before they move it again.

>>45432107
Use it to help our best merchant friend?

>>45432110
Fair enough, sorry about that.

>>45431958
>Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.
I get the feeling that she's so heavily cybered because she just wasn't suited to the combat lifestyle, and kept having to add on to the patching job as she was being injured.

>>45431958
>Salvage, repair, and commandeer the shuttles so we can haul all the loot.

>>45432162
Well she was called a failure by her sisters, but luckily she's a mechanic so once she gives the shut off system, we can double our mechanic force for our droids.

What type of shuttles did the Echani left behind?

>>45431958
> Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.

>>45432220
For Echani failure as a warrior likely means total failure as a person.

Wouldn't calling Rotta first on any possible idea on who they send it too, to narrow down the hutts?

>>45432305
He runs an art gallery, but that doesn't guarantee he's deep in artifact trafficking, or any trafficking, really. Didn't Rotta want to stay out of the business?

>>45432337
True, but he knows the Hutts since he grew up being prepped for the family business.

He can at least narrow down the possible suspects the echani send the artifact to is what i'm saying.

>>45432264
Which is why none of them are people.

>>45432337
Besides some Hutts specialize on different trades. Rotta probably knows a few since their family before he went to do his own thing.

> Go to Nal Hutta. They mentioned huts. See if that’s worth investigating.

“Take us to Nal Hutta, I happen to know a few people there that can probably show us the way,” you say. He nods, leading you to the cockpit. You’ll alert Lotte as to where you’re going. But unfortunately, she won’t be able to accompany you to Nal Hutta. She has her own problems to deal with. “And you know, Lev.” You stop him at the door to the cockpit. “Whisper was left for dead by her sisters.”

He nods. “So?”

“You know.” You shrug. “Just er… something to think about. Maybe you two might have something in common.”

“My current duty to you is to hunt down General Nautilus. But when I see him again, I will kill him,” he states. Duly noted. “I will set course for Nal Hutta, sir.”

“Good.” The cockpit door shuts behind Lev. And besides that, you decide to call up Rotta. After a few minutes of patching it through, you find him apparently in the midst of some business. “Rotta, listen, I need a favor, can you do that?”

“Oh?” He rubs at his thirtieth chin somewhere on his body. “Why? What is it?”

“I’m heading to Nal Hutta.” He gasps, shocked at the thought of it. “I’m tracking a particular package, and I’m told that some Hutt gangsters might be the middleman in trafficking the thing. Do you know anybody who might be associated with that? Besides your father of course.”

“Oh, well…” He scratches at his head, nervously. “Things haven’t been the same for the Hutts since the Shadow Collective, so whoever’d be silly enough to operate out of Jabba’s jurisdiction would have to be a brave and absolutely crazy to operate without him!” He gasps again. “And I do in fact know just the person.”

[1/2]

>>45432486
[2/2]

“Who?” you ask.

“His name is Fearghus the Hutt,” he says with a heavy sigh punctuating it. “We used to er… he was a friend of mine growing up but er… he has very wild interests.”

Wild interests? “What do you mean?”

“You know about the Kaleesh war culture, right?” You nod. Of course, the Kaleesh are one of the most well-known warrior cultures in the Galaxy, below the Mandalorians. “Well… y- you’ll have to see for yourself. But listen, if he starts going on about the Kaleesh, do not offend him. He doesn’t take that too kindly.”

Oh, one of –those- people. “He can’t be too bad, right?”

“He commands an entire clan of displaced Kaleesh warriors as well as has a small stock in smuggling arms and weaponry to people like the Rebellion,” he says very quickly and intensely. “But, hey, you should be fine.”

…

Why do you always get the crazies.

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>>45432536
Thanks for the thread German!

Okay now for housekeeping....

So what did we come away with in terms of loot?

Should i add Echani as a faction and should Whisper be added a crewmember?

Any faction changes and any upgrades/repairs?

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>>45432511
Aw yeah, time to party with Best Warriors.
What could possibly go wrong?

>>45432570
The Echani are functionally extinct, so it's not worth tracking them. The only Echani we know are Whisper and her three sisters.

Sigh the dreams of salvage go forever unheeded.

>>45432570
1. A good amount of droid bodies, all dead due to the Thermite bombs cooking all of their essential function circuitry when they die or unauthorized access is detected. Their E-5s as well are yours, about twenty or so.

2. Nah. But Whisper can be added in as a crewmember.

3. No faction changes and no upgrades currently.

>>45432615
It's okay Anon, if anything Admiral Reike will think of it as a plus that you leave things for him to recycle and salvage.

>>45432536
Are we giving Misri a Commando Droid's Vibroblade for her to practice on?

>>45432536
Hey thanks for running! Any ideas for possible corvettes if things go in that direction? Just curious in what you might possibly consider for options (if that ever does become a thing). Probably quite a few possibilities, any catching your eye. Or does nothing seem to suit what plans you have for the quest? If not that's OK I love this wild ride so far and would not complain if getting a little big time would hamper Rhys story.

>>45432643
Wait, what about the extra Shuttles?

and I thought Lev helped them to shut down and some of them were struggling but not all of them killed themselves.

and didn't a lot of votes supported repairing an salvaging?

>>45432694
We're making a beeline to Nal Hutta. Figuring out the schematics of hauling all that scrap and actually selling it off before Nal Hutta is too much work. Rhys is not a professional scrapper.

>>45432643
Couldn't we kit bash a lot of the spare droids into something usable? I mean we have two mechanics who are good at their job,

>>45432650
1. She's practicing with one on the side.

2. To be honest, I'd rather keep the Quest where it's at on the Lion's Share. I like the idea of a stupidly fast and overarmed ugly piece of shit being the MC's home for now. Anything bigger would probably involve too much work to keep track of.

>>45432694
1. Now salvage for Admiral Reike, he'll mark it down.

2. He didn't shut them down, he sent out a shutdown order that conflicted with their order to turn back on and as a result the droids are all popping their brains trying to process it. Most have already killed themselves, others are simply dying trying to work the paradox.

3. For now, Rhys is not here to salvage. He's leaving it to the Empire to salvage it for him.

>>45432738
What ideas did you have in mind?

>>45432730
but we have a salvaging apparatus for this type of thing and Misri is practically a scrapper and probably whisper as well.

>>45432773
We can probably have enough part to get some B1's back online since their made of a simple construction.

The Commando Droids corpses have very durable armor in which can upgrade our OOM-Droids.

The B2 Battle Droids corpses also for restoration since there were a lot of them but more complex but Misri and Whisper can probably do something about it. Not to mention their Wrist blaster can be a good concealble weapon.

Use some of the droids to make a auto-pilot of the At-Dp kind of like sparks.

Not to mention selling it to the Mando girls sicec they needs the droids to man their undermann ships.

>>45432773
what type of shuttles were they? I feel we might get underpriced like with lotte when we were out destroying Rebel ships.

and these are perfectly intact shuttles.

>>45432773
Wouldn't shutting them down manually and giving them a memory wipe help in this regard?

>>45432643
Okay, How old is she, and her equipment.

>>45432773
Heyo what would you say are some options for improving Rhys' combat skills (not that he's a slouch) besides equipment? Maybe a lesson or two from kuvasv?

>>45432901
exactly. we can also probably get new processing cores for our droids off of Reike.

>>45432901
Pretty interesting ideas. I'll see if I can work them in.

>>45432939
Sheathipedes-class transports.

>>45432974
There's no way to reliably shut them down. Lev might be a Tactical droid and thus has some element of authority, but the droids you encountered today work on a different command frequency which means Lev can't just shut them all down. Trying to invasively shut them down will mean they set off the thermite and cook their brains.

>>45433028
Whisper is 17 years of age. Her equipment includes cybernetic legs, a cybernetic arm mounted at the base of her spine, a data eyepatch covering her left eye, a wrist mounted holopad for data storage, durasteel knuckledusters, and armor plating across her chest and her one good arm.

>>45433115
so she has no boobs.

>>45433157
She does underneath the armor.

>>45433115
German refer to this
>>45433109
How expensive are processing cores? Why not make it ourselves?

>>45433223
You don't have the facilities to make a new processing core, and as for expense, I haven't fully calculated that because I didn't expect y'all to be this determined in getting new droids. I'll need to figure that out later.

>>45432773
When did she get a vibrosword?

Was she borrowing Rhys's sword before? and now she has her own?

>>45433297
She's borrowing Rhys' sword. You never use that thing anyway.

>>45433282
Well there are several reasons for that.

Some want to use them to man a bigger ship.

Droids are useful.

We can sell them to either the Mandos or Jennis since both need scrap/droids for their own needs.

>>45433318
But we took one from the dead Commando droids so she can't stop borrowing ours?

>>45433360
You took the vibroswords from the commandos but she's just borrowing yours because it's the one she's most familiar with.

>>45433115
How good is Whisper in piloting a ship?

>>45433415
Decent enough, the pilot's cockpit with the droids is where she spent most of her time anyway considering her Sister's didn't think too much of her.

>>45433115
Considering the scraps and the intact transports. How much will Reike pay us?

>>45433440
If Lotte is not for lewds, then who is?

>>45432643
20 E-5 blasters, what are we going to do with these? I mean we can equip whisper, lev, and our oom-droids, but that still leave 16x E5s.

>>45433475
He might give you a couple thousand as a bounty, along with advancing your TIE series prototype.

>>45433523
Whisper, Misri, Warmaster Vizsla, Erma, Uggla, Lima, Eudora, basically every other girl besides Lotte.

>>45433544
Reserving Lotte for yourself?

>>45433566
No, she's just not for lewds.

>>45433344
Also guarding the ship so that it is harder to steal.

>>45433536
Aren't E5s kinda shit? Why not give them something more modern?

>>45433544
he already promised the TIE prototype a long time ago, and intact shuttle are worth a lot if thetha and lamba shuttles are anything to go by.

>>45433605
Lev and OOM-Droids are essentially the last line of defense, if their forced to fight using blaster then its a desperate situation. Besides their comfortable with the,

>>45433544
.>a couple thousand

Isn't that kind of lowballing?

>>45433544
How many ships did the Echani lose in their escape?

>>45433718
He's paying you to find a Force Harvester, not get caught up in trying to salvage everything you can.

>>45433749
All of the Vultures were lost, but the Rogue-class and the shuttle the Echani were riding on escaped successfully. That'd be several dozen Vultures.

>>45433765
http://pastebin.com/iQ0iSY6m

Updated the pastebin, let me know if i'm missing anything.

>>45433751
So when will he transfer the credis for us?

Does he any sway to the Hutts?

also will we shop and upgrade our stuff soon or are we going right back to the action again?

>>45433889
1. Relatively soon.

2. No. Admiral Reike has people like you to deal with the Hutts. He doesn't venture into Hutt space often.

3. Maybe, we'll see.

>>45433440
Did we kill any droids she liked in the process?

>>45433581
Why not?

>>45434003
Nah, to a certain extent all of them kind of scared her. The B1s were too snarky to talk to. The B2s were too suicidal. The BXs were too aloof. And the Vultures tended to act like actual Vultures around her.

>>45434020
cuz i said so.

Anyway, it's late, I have a dentist's appointment tomorrow. I'm going to bed. Night.

>>45434035
This really makes me wonder how she will deal with our droids, especially R3.

>>45434035
HOLD ON A TIC in story lottie and Rhys have fooled around before. how is she not for lewds now? aside form Rhys still holding resentment.
Shame we could not have picked up that Defoiliator we could have sent it to Rottas art collection

>>45434220
That was Eudora. Not Lotte.

>>45434247
At the Rottas Lottie Said, Come to my room and fool around just like old times.

>>45434285
Lotte was also assblasted drunk at the time.

>>45434285
Fool around was probably just singing and drinking like that time in Kuat.

Urge to write degrading, anti-Lotte smut increases.

But it's probably what German wants. So I can't.

>>45434285
>>45434316
She might have been mixing up her dreams with her memories.

>>45434474
DO IT.

>>45434474
> degrading, anti-Lotte smut
>>45434511
> She might have been mixing up her dreams

Idea: Lotte dreaming about the stuff that she'd have to do to make up with Rhys prior to them meeting up again. Since it's Lotte's imagined version of Rhys, he's an even bigger pervert than the real Rhys and demands all sorts of groveling and lewdness. Then afterward she wakes up, starts sobbing when she realizes that it was all a dream and Rhys will probably never forgive her, and tries to drown her sorrows with alcohol. Then bully the Lotte some more.

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>>45434757
> German sees your post

>>45434757
not too far from the reaal rhys actually.