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// Change in a plan? // The poor astromech seemed confused. Could there even be such a thing as a change in a plan? It didn't compute. The plan was to lead General Rami Vaan into the warehouse. That was the way; there was no accounting for the fact that the General wouldn't comply. But there they were R3 briefly turned his dome after R4, unsure how to proceed. When he turned back to the General to inform him about this conundrum, the general was already gone. How in the world..?! If an astromech could face an existential crisis, that would be it.
Meanwhile, R4 could enter the building unimpeded. The lights would be out inside; a single wide passage between the rows of deactivated and mothballed B1 and B2 droids would lead further into the middle of the warehouse. Even Rami might have seen that from the entrance before taking cover. For the time being, the interior of the warehouse offered nothing but silence. But then everythig happened at once.
// GENERAL! // R3 beeped in distress outside the entrance. The inability to fulfill its primary directive left the poor reprogrammed astromech with no other choice. // GENERAL VAAN! // If there was anything that could draw people to Rami's location, it was R3. The high-pitched whining of the droid had stirred the hornet's nest.
"Master?..." A familiar voice from a nearby side alley would draw Rami's attention. The Cathar woman behind him would look different than the last time he had seen her. The long and gorgeous hair were gone in favor of a crew cut. Instead of the traditional Jedi robes, she wore a dark-brown hooded leather jacket with holes for pointy ears, more suitable for a pilot. But the emerald eyes and a familiar lightsaber hilt in the hand remained the same. Just as the voice and the hope of that her guess would prove right. "R3!" Risha exclaimed again, seeing the worried droid in the distance. Now she was certain she had found the right person, and hope was replaced with all-encompassing joy.
// COMMANDER SJIARA? // the droid stopped whining when he spotted the new arrival in the distance. Perhaps hope wasn't lost, and he could complete his primary directive yet. // You need to come with me. I was told to bring you somewhere. It's a place nearby. // Unbeknownst to Risha, the droid was telling the exact same thing he had told Rami days ago. "What's going on?" the Cathar asked, her attention focused on her newly-found Master for now; but Risha's concern for the droid grew by the minute. She didn't know enough droidpeak, but she knew enough to understand that the astromech was worried.
Meanwhile, Rami's comm flickered to life: "Blast, they're both here?!" "Go after them, they can't get far. All forces, converge on my location. We've got General Vaan here! Tell Dour to send everyone he's got." Somehow, the reunited Padawan and Master still had a little momentum. But they couldn't stay where they were, or else they would be overrun.
@Reyn
Meanwhile, R4 could enter the building unimpeded. The lights would be out inside; a single wide passage between the rows of deactivated and mothballed B1 and B2 droids would lead further into the middle of the warehouse. Even Rami might have seen that from the entrance before taking cover. For the time being, the interior of the warehouse offered nothing but silence. But then everythig happened at once.
// GENERAL! // R3 beeped in distress outside the entrance. The inability to fulfill its primary directive left the poor reprogrammed astromech with no other choice. // GENERAL VAAN! // If there was anything that could draw people to Rami's location, it was R3. The high-pitched whining of the droid had stirred the hornet's nest.
"Master?..." A familiar voice from a nearby side alley would draw Rami's attention. The Cathar woman behind him would look different than the last time he had seen her. The long and gorgeous hair were gone in favor of a crew cut. Instead of the traditional Jedi robes, she wore a dark-brown hooded leather jacket with holes for pointy ears, more suitable for a pilot. But the emerald eyes and a familiar lightsaber hilt in the hand remained the same. Just as the voice and the hope of that her guess would prove right. "R3!" Risha exclaimed again, seeing the worried droid in the distance. Now she was certain she had found the right person, and hope was replaced with all-encompassing joy.
// COMMANDER SJIARA? // the droid stopped whining when he spotted the new arrival in the distance. Perhaps hope wasn't lost, and he could complete his primary directive yet. // You need to come with me. I was told to bring you somewhere. It's a place nearby. // Unbeknownst to Risha, the droid was telling the exact same thing he had told Rami days ago. "What's going on?" the Cathar asked, her attention focused on her newly-found Master for now; but Risha's concern for the droid grew by the minute. She didn't know enough droidpeak, but she knew enough to understand that the astromech was worried.
Meanwhile, Rami's comm flickered to life: "Blast, they're both here?!" "Go after them, they can't get far. All forces, converge on my location. We've got General Vaan here! Tell Dour to send everyone he's got." Somehow, the reunited Padawan and Master still had a little momentum. But they couldn't stay where they were, or else they would be overrun.
@Reyn