The Test (2nd Attempt)

[Keinushi]

The guard waved Albedo through, barely glancing at him or his droid. Just beyond the door was a map of the instillation. To the left the map showed was the way to an "Information Booth" and to the right was the "Open bar".

 

[Dmitri]

I better not try the information booth since I don't have a good enough alibi, thought Albedo. Most queries are put on record when concerning people.Albedo walked into the Open Bar and sat at the bar, ordering a water again.
"This war is killing me," complained Albedo, lying. "Those stinkin' Bogan keep ruining things wherever I go." He sighed.

 

[Keinushi]

"Can't give you water son," The bartender said, setting down a cup with a dark liquid in it. "But this is non-alcoholic if your looking for something to hydrate yourself."

 

[Dmitri]

"Can't give you water son," The bartender said, setting down a cup with a dark liquid in it. "But this is non-alcoholic if your looking for something to hydrate yourself."

"After that skirmish with that Bogan battleship, I'd drink about almost anything," lied Albedo.
Albedo paid for the drink and suspiciously took a sip.

 

[Keinushi]

((Kinda both.))

As you swallow it goes down your throat reaching your stomach. As the drink mixes with your acids you feel your connection to the force lessen then suddenly disappear.

"Welcome to Drall," The bartender smiled. "Bogan scum!"

Suddenly four battle droids burst from behind the wall and approach blasters drawn.

 

[Dmitri]

"What is going on here?" demanded Albedo, feigning startlement. "Why are you calling me a Bogan?" Albedo was glad that he was not wearing his lightsaber.

 

[Keinushi]

The bartender swung around a computer from behind his bar. "This monitors the medichlorian count of any person who enters and lets me know when there is a force user entering. It can even tell whether you are a member of the dark or light side of the force. And you are very much on the dark side of the scale."

 

[Dmitri]

"A nifty tool," commented Albedo. "However, that only tells you what side of the Force they're more alligned on. Don't think that all Jedi are goodie-goodie-two-shoes and the Bogan are the harbingers of destruction. As for me, I admit that I was trained by a former Ospion Guardian a few years back. And yes, he did teach me a few dark side tricks. But that doesn't mean I can control it. I'm what's known as a berserker, meaning I can't control my powers. Generally they manifest is a few zaps, nothing lethal. Sometimes I can use telekinesis to move a small object or sometimes get a glance of what a person is thinking in poker but nothing that dangerous. Why do you think my hair is white? It's not that I dyed it or anything. The reason for the whiteness and the paleness of my hair and skin respectively is because I unconsciously emit a Force bubble of sorts. Since my body no longer absorbs UV rays, the pigments in my hair have begun to die and thus discolor. You would not believe the trouble I've gone to to try to get a tan before. I had to use spray-on tan. It was disgusting. Now tell me, if I was a Bogan, why would I come to a random place like this? I didn't even know of this place until today, when someone mentioned this place. Curious, I decided to make a visit. So, unless I'm wrong, there's no law forbading people with high midichlorian counts from visiting a planet. What charges do you have to arrest me? Such mentality of arresting anyone with a high medichlorian count that supposedly is leaning towards the dark side would lead you on a very large witch hunt. Anything can lead one's medichlorians to the dark side. Greed. Lies. Aggression. So, by all means, tell me what my crime is?" Albedo waited to see if the bartender would believe his tale blended of lies and truth.

 

[Keinushi]

"By the stars do you hear yourself?" The bartender asked.

"Observation: Target is monologuing"

"Exactly," the bartender nodded. "How do I know your evil, you just monologued. More than proof enough. Now are you going to come peacefully or do we need to start firing?"

 

[Dmitri]

"By the stars do you hear yourself?" The bartender asked.

"Observation: Target is monologuing"

"Exactly," the bartender nodded. "How do I know your evil, you just monologued. More than proof enough. Now are you going to come peacefully or do we need to start firing?"

"Since I have done nothing wrong, I'll come peacefully," said Albedo. "Please don't shoot me on just suspicions. It would be bad for business."

 

[Keinushi]

"Business?" the bartender laughed. "You're on Drall, son. There is no business here."

He waved a large hand pointing to a back door. "Put him in there, I'll go call the boss."

"Affirmation: Right away, sir."

"Good."

The droids simultaneously took one step closer to Albedo. "Threat: Move Meatbag."

((I am having so much fun with these droids.))

 

[Dmitri]

"Then I'll surrender my blaster," said Albedo.
Albedo offered his blaster to the nearest droid.
"This won't end well," said Albedo in the Mando'a, hoping to make the bartender think he was with the Mandalorians.

 

[Keinushi]

"Whatever," the bartender responded in Mando'a. "Bogan."

The droids escort you to the back room. They motion you take a seat on a bare chair in the center of the room. The chair is made of durasteel and is bolted to the floor. There are also shackles attached to the chairs arms.

 

[Dmitri]

Albedo sits down and allows the droids to facen the shakles. However, he uses the Force to prevent them from locking, giving the appearance that he was confined.
"So, what do you plan to do with me?" asked Albedo.

 

[Dmitri]

The bartender seemed so familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it. Then it hit him. The bartender, if the mustache shaven and the glasses removed, was his target: Giwren Hofek.

So I was right, thought Albedo. Those drunkards warned him of my arrival. That's the only explanation. That device was a lie. That drink was too; it was probably just some poison. However, the reason for the lies suggests that Giwren the Bartender had something to hide.

The door to the back room opens. C2D3 rolls in.

"Inquiry: What are you doing here?" ordered one of the droids.

With the four guard droids focused on the new droid, Albedo stood up, the unlocked shakles falling to the ground. Albedo raised his hands. Force Lightning cracked from his fingertips, frying two guards. Albedo used the Force to crush the motum of the third droid.

Realizing what was going on, the last droid turned around. Albedo telekinetically manipulated the repeating rifle owned by one of the fallen droids. The barrel spun, unleashing a barage of bullets into the last droid. The last droid was pummeled until it was unoperational.

"Exellent work, C2D3," said Albedo to his droid. He had sent the astronomech droid to wait in hiding in case the situation turned for the worse. Albedo had been right and the droid was able to unlock the back room's door for him.

Albedo picked up a shard of a droids armor and slid it out the door. The reflective armor revealed no cameras. It appeared that Giwren was overconfident. That would be his first and last mistake.

The human albino crept out of the back room. He stalked the halls until he made his way to the cantina. He noticed that the bar was almost empty, except for three customers and the bartender, Giwren.

"You guys keep an eye on the place," said Giwren. "I need to check on the prisoner."

"Prisoner?" hiccuped a drunk Lamia.

"Someone you don't know, Barrel," assured Giwren.

Giwren walked through a door that said "Personnel Only". Albedo walked out from the fire exit that he had been standing behind and entered the bar. He ventured over to the three drunkards.

"Wha'cha wan'?" asked a drunk Quarren.

"Have you heard the news?" asked Albedo, smiling innocently. "There's a terrorist on Drall."

The Quarren spilled his liquor. "Wha?! Wha'cha ta'kin' 'bout?"

Albedo continued smiling. "It means as I say."

The drunk human's eyes widened. "I know you! The bartender captured you!"

Albedo moved his hand under his coat pocket, removing a blaster located in a hidden holster. He raised the gun and shot the Quarren in the head. The Quarren fell to the ground. The Lamia and human stood up. The Lamia charged at Albedo in drunken rage. Albedo used the Force to throw the Lamia out a window. Barrel fell to his death.

"Dammit!" cursed the human drunkard. "There goes another!"

Albedo used the Force to push the human against a wall. The pressure was paralyzing. The human couldn't move his fingers to reach his blaster.

"Time to find out what the situation is!" said Albedo.

Albedo used Drain Knowledge on the human, a smuggler named Romas Telgaj. Apparently, Giwren had yet to contact Drall Security and inform them about Albedo yet. This was good for Albedo.

Albedo shot the human in the head. He grabbed a bottle and smashed it on the ground. Hopefully, if forensics inspected the place, they'd theorize that it was all done due to a drunken brawl.

As Albedo's powers strengthed, he sensed Giwren returning. He walked towards the door, ambushing the bartender as the doors slid open. Giwren grabbed for his blaster but Albedo contacted the man with the Force first. He manipulated the bartender's mind with Force Persuasion.

"Giwren Hofek, you want to light your cantina on fire, starting with the back room," said Albedo hypnotically. He wanted the back room to go ablaze first so that the method of how he destroyed the droids would be incinerated. "Then, I want you to run out of the cantina as it's ablaze and scream that you want your children back." According to Albedo's research, Giwren was recently divorced. A custody battle had stolen Giwren's children from him. The feelings for his children, that drive, would fuel Albedo's hold on the bartender. "Shoot at any bystanders you see, expect me. Do not stop for anything. When the police surround you, demand for your children one last time before taking your own life."

"I... I... I want to light my cantina on fire, starting with the back room. I want to run out and scream for my children. I will shoot bystanders, except you. I will not stop for anything. When the police surround me, I will demand for my children one last time before taking my own life."

Albedo grinned. "Perfect." While he didn't take as much pleasure from doing such heinous crimes as many other Bogan, he did feel satisfaction in completing his task. strode out of the bar as Giwren began pouring alcohol onto the floor. The bartender grabbed a crate full of bottles and waltzed into the back. Albedo could hear crashing.

Albedo thought it would be best to not be around when the fun began. He walked toward his ship, leaving C2D3 inside the colony to observe; once it reported back to Albedo, its harddrive would overheat and melt, destroying all data on the droid. As he unlocked the security lock on his ship, the windows from the cantina shattered from an explosion. Fire blew out of the holes. Sirens wailed in the distance.

First task complete, thought Albedo. All evidence of my involvement will be incinerated in one big pyre.

A woman screamed. Albedo heard a blaster continually go off. There was an echo of a maniacal "Return to me my children!" in the distance. This carried on for a couple minutes until there was one last bang before everything went silent.

Albedo's commlink beeped. It was confirmed. Giwren had 'snapped' and shot himself. The bartender, the menice against the Bogan, was dead.

"I wonder what that was about," said a technician.

"Nothing to be concerned about, most likely," said Albedo.

Albedo boarded his ship. Strapping in, he turned on the Zweihander-class and took off. Upon leaving Drall's gravity, the Ragnarok shot into hyperspace.

Albedo had completed his test.