The Mariner

[Rector_Ras]

Having ripped out his tube and running behind the rest of the group Raslekx would look back behind him expecting to see some guards with blasters ready to shoot the 4 of them and end there mission right there. There was never anything there of course but he couldn't shake it they hadent seen anyone at all since they left. "Ether this is a trap or this place has some really bad security". Is what he thought every time he looked back.

Raslekx heard some one ask if we had weapons but said nothing he already made a fool of himself saying Sithy he didn't need to make it worse but the thought of this person being a complete idiot asking something so dumb crossed his mind. "How could any of us have anything? if they could have found our sabers they would have striped us of everything at least i think that makes sense. That make seance right hmm il have to figure it out later now I need to get out of here" Also seeing the jedi put her hand on the Sith who was leading them he was hoping the Sith would make her work for herself the 3 Sith were carying there own weight why would the jedi need help?

 

[Vindictive]

"Agreed," Slypher said, suddenly paying more attention to their surroundings. She was so concerned with getting her things back, she didn't even consider the possibility of a way for them to recapture or even kill them. Without their connections to the force, they were sitting ducks waiting for the shot to be made. "We need to stick close and pay the most attention to our surroundings," she said. "We're all in this together, whether we like it or not. If one of us dies, we all die. So put our differences aside just this once. We can get back to warring after we're free."

She peaked around the corner, and when she was satisfied that no one was there, she made her way down. She came across an open door with security screens all over a large computer built into the wall. Curious, she made her way to the storage containers in the corner and opened them up, finding a couple thousand-value credit chips, at least three more batons, two standard issue imperial-grade blaster rifles, and countless hold-out blasters. These guards weren't kidding when it came to protection; they were armed to the teeth.

She picked up a baton and two hold-out blasters and grabbed one of the utility belts along with holsters for the weapons. She opened up another one of the containers and motioned for the others to come in. Each container had their own set of useful items laying inside. It was as though they left them there when their shift was over. There was armor in one container, stealth-field generators, and muffled boots, while another was filled with medkits and antidotes, and yet another was filled with collapsable vibroblades and vibroknives. Slypher grabbed one of the blades and one of the knives, tossing the baton back in its original bin.

As the others would follow her in, she would have taken the prison rags off, leaving her in her undergarments, and slipped into the black and red light security armor. It may have been weak, but it was better than just wash-cloths meant to bathe in. She clipped the stealth-field generator above the utility belt and zipped the suit up, readying herself for their difficult task. She unclipped the collapsable vibroblade and released the blade from the hilt, giving it a few swings and adjusting herself to the balance before clipping it back to her hip. She then pulled out the blasters, aiming them at the wall to make sure the sights were aligned. When she felt satisfied, she waited for the others to get ready by the door.

Then she noticed one more contained on the opposite wall. She made her way over to it and opened it, finding several splicing tools and hackers software. She also saw a line of backpacks against the wall, looking as though they were never used. What was this place, a barracks? No, it was just a guards' office. Whenever their shift ended, they would return everything here. It was the only thing that made sense. She picked up one of the bags and filled it full with some of the splicing and hacking equipment, barely able to zip it closed. Now she knew she was ready. She was sure someone there was also best with computers, meaning they would only need to carry their own gear if they got lost.

She decided, after considering everything that was going on, to check the facility's system and holonet to see what sorts of things they were up against, their location, and what they could use to get away. She noticed several listings for a droid model called "HK-97." she figured they were a highly advanced version of the usual HK assassin droids. She also saw a listing for security droids in the hangers called "Berserker" MA-23. They were meant for anti-aircraft. She was starting to think that they had thought ahead, anticipating those who attempted an escape. She had to rattle her brain for a way to get through everything.

"Oh, kriff, come on!" She sighed in frustration after seeing the listings for registered guard classes. There were normal guards, pilots, stealth units, and lastly, force suppression units meant specifically for force adepts. She saw two rays of hope, though; the name and location of the head of this little operation, and a listing for an old, but well maintained, XS Stock Light Freighter. She started to scratch her head, thinking of a way that didn't involve them getting killed. The only option she could think of wasn't an appealing one.

"I think there's a way we can get through this," she said, keeping a wary eye on the feeds. It really had been a long time since they saw any guards. She could smell something fishy going on.