Ask You gotta be Queshing Me!

[Rizkacha]

Having seeming to have found what she was looking for, Riz'kacha hesitated. She should probably check in with the others before she did anything. reaching for her holocommunicator, she keyed it and called into Oren's frequency, "Master Oren, I think I have found a lever that could shut one of the machines down. How goes the business on your end? I assume that it is going well?"

Waiting for a response, the Twi'lek's hand hovered on the lever. Say the word, and an emergency stop would rend the machine inoperable until it was properly serviced. No battle droids for the Jawas. No battle droids for anyone. At least not from this machine.

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[Juniper]

Nara smirked over at Pidge as Three-B chirped and clambered down one of the droids, looking for the port. "Working with droids? Yeah!" she said to Pidge, grinning. Oh like you wouldn't believe. Oh wow, do I actually have someone to talk to about this?

"Mainly repairs and stuff like that, nothing fancy. Yet. I'd love to get my hands on something like a BG Astromech. Oren's got an R2 unit but uh... it doesn't like me much. I might've accidentally flown his home into a swamp. What about you? I'm sure I heard something chirping earlier," she asked, wondering. She'd heard it but they'd been a little too busy to small talk.

That time might've been coming to an end again, as Three-B squeaked up at her. "What've you got, buddy?" Nara asked, kneeling down behind the larger B1 droid. Three-B had managed to probe into the droid through the I/O port. The droid chirruped happily, nodding towards Nara.

"Awesome! Do it!" she replied, grinning as she stepped back. Three-B squeaked again and then, after a couple of seconds, there was a soft fizzing sound. The battle droid shuddered, like it'd come back to life for a second, then slumped. A thin plume of smoke rose from the circuitry inside.

"Pretty simple, seems like," Nara said as she leaned down, picking Three-B up in her arms. "He says there's no limiter on their mainboard power anymore, so overclocking the power and giving a quick shock to boot 'em will fry their brains." She patted Three-B on his head for a job well done.

"Trouble is... we got a lot of droids."

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[Pidge Batana]

The padawan seemed to be very enthusiastic about droids, Pidge noted, not to mention she knew what she was doing. The battle droid her droid had accessed was completely fried. Only about a thousand more. There has to be faster way to do this. Pidge scanned for any sort of terminal or mother system. After a few seconds of looking, her eyes fell upon some sort of computer embedded in a wall. She called over to Rat and directed him to join Nara and her droid,“Rat, go mess with more of those battle droids. I’m sure Nara will be happy to have your help”. Then, skipping away, Pidge went to fiddle with the ancient terminal.
She blew a layer of dust off the keys and grabbed a rag from her belt to wipe down the I/O port. The system could be as mundane as a cooling system for the area, but it also had the potential of being something more... maybe it would provide access to a security room or a generator. Pidge hoped her spikes would be compatible with whatever old tech the computer consisted of. She struggled a bit to slide the spike in and she had to keep fiddling with it in order to get the information to transfer. Finally, a screen asking for a clearance code popped up. Clearly whatever this system controlled access to was important, or else the Jawas had gotten in a fight about what temperature to keep the area and they had decided to monopolize access to the controls. Pidge hoped it was something important. She pulled out her datapad and did a search for Jawa access codes, then ran the combinations until the screen read “Approved” and a door Pidge hadn’t even noticed slid open, revealing a generator.

 

[Oren Zapan]

Oren would watch as the sandcrawlers slowly began to descend past him, their large treads gently gurgling and rolling as the large rust box shook and clanked. There were a few Jawas left, but they were mostly cleaning up a few different things. Oren's brown eyes would peer out towards the crowd with a sigh, as he held the baby in his hands.

Unsure of what to do, he would gently call out through the force towards the group, "I uh.,..have a baby with me, I was able to convince these Jawa to head out and leave town." He'd sigh as the little critter squealed in his arms. "I think we did it, whatever you're doing, finish up and meet me back at the ship." The Knight would sigh and slowly begin to walk back towards their starting location--hoping that they heard his call.

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[Rizkacha]

A little bit concerned that Riz didn't seem to have connected with Oren through her holocall, she went ahead and flipped the lever. If he wasn't going to answer her, something was probably wrong. As the machine she was waiting near ground to a halt, with several loud sirens going off, the Twi'lek decided to make herself scarce.

There was something strange nagging the back of her mind, but she couldn't place it. She'd have to find the others and ask them about it. With her job done, she quickly made her way through the crowds towards the entrance of the factory she had been pushed into, and eventually found herself back at the junction she had been separated at. Now to find the others.

 

[Juniper]

"Your droid is pretty damn neat," Nara said to Pidge, watching him slink down and head towards her. "Thanks! We'll knock out as many as we can."

With that, Nara and Three-B started to work on them, as carefully as they could without being noticed, ably assisted by Pidge's Rat. Three-B would skip over to one droid and overload it, as Nara did the same with her datapad and a spare interface cord, the kind she used to help charge and sort out her droid normally. She was even slower than he was, but with the extra droid to help them, they'd managed to get through a good few droids, circling out.

When she felt the message reach her, Nara stood up and looked around. They had managed a... fair amount of them. A tumble of useless droid corpses fanned out from the three of them, with a ring of 'functioning ones' still around them. Probably fairly useless in the grand scheme of things but hey, it was something.

Nara knelt down towards Rat and grinned at him. "Thanks a bunch, you should get back to your Pidge now." She winked at him and patted his head, before letting her own droid clamber back up her coat and on her shoulder. With that, she turned and started to head towards the ship. Or at least, where she thought the ship was. They'd got pretty turned around lately.

"Well, it might've been not that many droids but we know their key weakness," Nara said to her droid, thinking aloud, "so we can pass that on. If they start becoming more trouble, I mean."

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[Pidge Batana]

Pidge got the call just as she reached the generator. Timing could’ve been better, she thought. She had to act fast. She quickly a few bearings together to tangle them and hopefully break the generator. Whether it provided power to anything important or not, it was going to be out of commission. She then bolted with R4-T6 whirring behind her, following Nara towards the ship.

Except it wasn’t. Panicking slightly Pidge came to the realization she was a bit lost on a rather hostile planet.

 

[Oren Zapan]

Oren would slide into the seat of his ship, prepping the systems as he waited for the others to slowly trickle back into the ship. He had done his part, and was satisfied with how things turned out. He was able to stop the Jawas from causing too much havoc, he had brought another member into the Jedi, and barely broke a sweat.

The little Jawa would sit in his lap, grabbing at Oren's shirt, with a chuckle. Oren would simply smile, patting the little robed creature on the head as he leaned back in his seat. "Things are looking good," he thought to himself, unknowing of all of the drama and eventual arrest that was waiting for him.

OOC: Feel free to put your last post, I gotta finish of these threads due to getting arrested.

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[Rizkacha]

Before long, the Twi'lek padawan had found her way back to the ship, mostly devoid of incident. There were the occasional hand that reached for her belt, but she was quick to bat them away as they came. She knew how to avoid pickpockets, at least. On another note, she was just happy to do her part. She hadn't had a huge victory or anything, but at least she had tried her best to help in one way. At least Oren was able to single-handedly stop this operation without her messing it up.

She just hoped that next time something like this rolled around she could assist in a more substantial way. For now though, it was time to rest. Once she got back to the ship, she found her way to the quarters she had been staying in and lied down. It was time for a well-deserved nap.

 

[Juniper]

Nara arrived back at the ship not too long after Rizkacha. She'd managed to get back without much incident. I don't know what help I was or what I did, but hey. I met some people. Cool lady with her awesome Rat droid. She clambered back in through the on-ramp, heading towards the cockpit.

She placed her droid on top of one of the consoles, hooking up his charging cable to one of the outlets. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, she tapped a couple of keys on the device and then patted Three-B for a job well done. Then she heard the gurgle of something young and she turned, seeing what her master was carrying.

"What is that?" she asked, in horror.

 

[Pidge Batana]

Pidge was not typically one to panic, but this was not a typical situation. She was on a completely different planet than the one she called home and she was utterly alone. Rat was no help because for all his navigation abilities, he didn’t have any maps of this junkyard ball programmed into him. Nara had disappeared. Pidge hoped that at least she had found the ship. Everyone was too distracted to dial into her frequency for her com, so she resigned herself to finding her way back alone.

Suddenly, Rat perked up, whistling loudly, telling her he had located a ship nearby. Laughing out of relief, and patting his head, Pidge followed him to safety.