[SWSE] Dawn of Defiance <IC>

[Wrasynth Ksyamen]

((Forgot one last roll for stealth ._. +5 = 15 to notice Talyn has force shenanigans afoot.))  

[Raganui Minamoto]

"Wha... what?" He looked even more horrified as Lorn spoke, then fumbled and barely caught the hold-out pistol. "Bu-" his words cut off as he grabbed his head again. "Shut-up, shut-up, shut-up, shut-up!" He looked at the group. "You... get me away... from station... I come... do work..."  

[Wrasynth Ksyamen]

Talyn nodded "Yeah. Carry a carbine too if you want. Supressive fire is awesome from what I understand. I was planning on using two at once. I know it's a terrible idea but if you got the juice... I got three E-11's I can spare with my old E-5 too. You work with what ever you can get on the fringe though." He spoke in basic sighing at the end. While he was waiting on everyone else he had utility belts and ammo repeatedly draped over his shoulders. Awkwardly fumbling about as he loaded clips into the carbine.

Carefully examining the safety selectors on the #-11 blasters and the design. They were a bit different than his E-5.  

[Disciple of Sakura]

Anatarei Crimsonthrone

Lowookar points at the Miraluka and bellows. "Guraaahhaagh!" He storms over to her, his hands twitching and fully prepared to draw his lightsaber. He hadn't learned much in his short time as a Padawan, but he had learned that those who used the Dark Side were grave enemies who could do a great deal of damage. "Gurarrr wook ruuuk shraawwr!" He declared.

{Translation for those who speak it. "Stay right there!" "You used the Dark Side. Explain yourself!"}

In her best approximation of Shriyywook, Mir Eshke replied in a calm and level voice, which was particularly offputting due to the normal manner of Wookiee speech. "I don't particularly feel the need to. I use the Force, in whatever manner I must, to accomplish my goals. I saved your life there, kept those two from attacking you. I recommend you look into the true power of the Force if your only other recourse in a fight is to punch something ineffectually." She turned away from him and turned her attention to the other Force user.

"If you think those two were civilians, you aren't as perceptive to the Force as you should be. They were carrying blasters and were moments away from drawing them and taking fire if I hadn't intervened and prevented both of them from doing anything. You're also being remarkably base and petty, pulling everything you can off of their corpses. I hadn't realized decorum had reached the point where looting the dead was considered appropriate. Certain necessities, surely, but all that stuff? I mean, you can barely even support the weight of it all!"

{Taking 10 on Preception, +8. She clearly sees all the "Force shenanigans."}

"I wouldn't disagree that leaving sooner rather than later would be good. Lead the way." She moves to follow the mystery woman.  

[Anatarei Crimsonthrone]

Lowookar wasn't entirely sure what to make of the reply. It was actually incredibly frustrating, and also naturally full of the lies of the Dark Side. He dearly wanted to draw his lightsaber and prove he wasn't just an incompetent in combat, but he still wasn't ready to reveal it yet. He simply eyed the woman, and decided to back down.  

[Lord of the Vine]

Garne poked his head out for the first time after the battle, and scurried up to the woman. In his broken version of Basic, he began to speak:

"Please...Garne no want be here...Garne follow..."  

[Keith Valken Lionheart]

Jaboo said something in Jawaese, but he finished it off by pointing at himself, then at the group, then making a gesture which seemed as if he was saying for the group to go. He seemed eager, too.  

[Wrasynth Ksyamen]

((I don't think you can take 10 with an angry wookie in your face. The DC is really simple so either way >_> /shrug. This post is made presuming they take off out the back. If not I'll change the post accordingly but everyone as far as I know is trying to take off.))

Talyn looked back to her briefly. He decided for right now it wasn't the best time or place for confronting her. "They were drawing small hold out blasters. They very well could of been disarmed, or asked to surrender. Instead they (both) were smeared; that's a very dark resonance to create. Your justifications are very hollow and thin." He was following the mysterious woman's direction as he continued to rant, "Also I'd suggest not berating possible allies in the future when we're supposedly going to have to have each other's backs. Not that I think many of us have a say in the matter right now, but I imagine it's in our best interest to do so." He'd continue on out the back.

Besides his voice calmly rattling on it was deadly quiet. He kept his hands on his weapons. Placing the bags of makeshift weapons back on his utility belt at his waist. There was the occasional crunching as he stepped on something that was fragile left on the ground. It was a station so there was most likely just a service hallway in the back. His pack was indeed heavy but there was too much adrenaline to worry about it at the moment.

Checking both ways to make sure the coast was clear he stepped out, continuing, "One more thing if I seriously don't look like I can carry it, instead of remarking on it, maybe you should damn well try to help instead of trying to sound smart or moral!" He paused after having vented some frustration, "Sorry this is a bull s**t situation to have pushed on everyone... I should be mastering my emotions instead of this. Still... The heavy load is so that we can sell or armor up as needed. We're going to need the credits. If not 'we', 'I' will. Also we should decide on a comms channel we can speak on." He sighed.  

[Dallas Moonrain]

Xylee follows the conversation with slightly wide eyes. She knew enough about the Dark Side from Zaile to be unsure of the Miraluka, but didn't really know what to say. I wish I had access to a computer. I'd really like to check some of these people out.

She moves to support the young woman who started it all, and starts helping her out. "My name's Xylee," she says. "I understand if you don't want to tell me your real name, but what can I call you for the moment?"  

[Disciple of Sakura]

{We're not in combat, the wookiee wasn't directly threatening me as far as I can tell. If the GM is opposed to it, however, then I'll roll. It just seemed unnecessary.}
Mir Eshke gave as much of a bemused look as she could without visible eyes. "It seems to me that you could have attempted to bargain with the Clone Troopers as well, but you eagerly joined in the slaughter there. I was closer to the 'civilians' and I also could tell that they were about to join in the fight. I also only slew one of them. I attempted to make the other retreat, or at least be cowed by fear. Of course, since you're so concerned about being identified and tracked, any living eye witnesses would likely have been dealt with anyway."

At the suggestion she carry the gear, she shrugged. "No thanks. I recognize my own limitations, and I'm certainly not all that strong physically. I'm not terribly concerned about credits, certainly not so much that I would need to attempt to hawk illicit goods on some black market, and I don't know how to wear the armor, so putting it on wouldn't help.

"Perhaps, what I was suggesting, was that it was not vitally needed, and could easily slow us down. Do you actually know how to properly wear that armor? The time it took everyone to strip the corpses and put the armor on could have been used to beat a much hastier retreat. But, perhaps I misspoke. I have been away from so-called 'civilized' regions for quite some time and may be poorly understanding certain things."  

[Raganui Minamoto]

Niknik would move towards Talyn and take some of the load. If he could, he would roll his eyes at Mir, who didn't seem to understand that the items could be useful in getting them away from any pursuit.  

[Anatarei Crimsonthrone]

Lowookar rested his massive, furry hand on Zaile's... on the girl who looked like Zaile's shoulder in as best a reassuring manner as he could. He moved along close to her, feeling somewhat protective. The Miraluka was busy sniping at the human, and Lowookar sized him up too. They might be at each others' throats soon, and he wasn't sure who he'd be rooting for, really. But, for now, he'd just follow along. He mused that the Miraluka seemed to be the only one capable of understanding his language, though, so she might be more useful for a short time. Best to check, however. "Gruruuuruarrr?"

{Translation: Does anyone understand me?"  

[Lord of the Vine]

"CHOO DOO!!!" shouted Garne, though no one seemed to understand his Ewokese. "We go far now. Problem solve later. We go...go...uhh...we call 'Gooka'..."

(Choo doo is "enough" in Ewokese, and Gooka is "shelter")

Garne was very concerned about the current state of affairs. He decided to stand over by the other cloaked figure that was slightly taller than he was and wait to see what would happen after that.  

[Wrasynth Ksyamen]

Talyn situated himself in the safe house. Leaning against a wall as he listened to the briefing. Waiting patiently for her to finish, he replied in a cool manner about three points, "We need a ride, we need to get paid, and we need to know what we're delivering. Running the delivery gets us off the station and possibly to a senator who can pardon us or something for doing a favor. We get paid, we network, and we possibly take care of some soon to be warrants pending any imperial investigations. I didn't mean to face and speak for the group but I think that covers most of our concerns, right? I mean I know those are my concerns at least." He looked around himself briefly once more.