[Game Thread] An Offer He Can't Refuse

[KevinFipps]

Nilmah learns that the hyperdrive is not only an upgrade from standard model, but it has an overhauled motivator to make it capable of entering hyperspace closer to gravity wells than might be otherwise possible. A full technical readout on the ship reveals several upgrades, overhauls and refits. -The stat block is in its own mechanics thread. Consider yourself to know that information.-

The Padawans Protector checks out easily. Torrin tends to be meticulous about leaving vessels in their best shape when he parks them. Other than a few occasions where a crash-landing prevented it, his post-flight checklist takes longer than his preflight.

Torrin contacts Kade from the bridge. You are cleared for launch Captain. We'll save you some chow.

As Dex enters the galley, the droid and Lok are just finishing their last trip to storage. The droid turns and regards him. My thanks, sir. But we seem to have things well in hand. That was the last of it. He thanks Lok for the help and moves to begin preparing the next meal.

There is a crash and squeal from the corridor and Derring stumbles throught the door muttering something about wandering buckets of bolts. He sees Lok and Dex and an amused grin paints onto his face. Ah. Fresh Meat

[Solomon777]

Lok smirks and mumbles, "Wouldn't be the first time I heard that." He looks sidelong at Dex and offers his hand for a soldiers welcome. He looks back to Derrin and intends to shake hands in the same manner with him as well, once done with Dex.

[rngrbob]

Dex nods his head. Then he chuckles upon hearing being called fresh meat, then as Lok offers his hand Dex shakes it.
"A pleasure to meet you, and someone like me. I'm Dex." he replies. After shaking Lok's hand, he nods softly at Darrin in military type manner.

[masternate]

That isn't in the manual. Nilmah thought out loud as his eyes took in the data from the readout. Right then, that motivator is going to be looked at first. The Calamarian said to himself as he moved to a crawl space under the hyperdrive and went in.

For quite some time the sounds of various tools being used could be heard from his crawl space as well as various swear words indicating his current status through the job. Finally after almost an hour Nilmah exited the crawl space with various fluids and a wad of grease caked on his work uniform. Engineering to Bridge, that motivator put up one hell of a fight, but she looks like she is in working order now. Suggest you warm her up slowly.

 

Repair

Dice Roll:

1d20+19	(16)+19			Total = 35
1d20+19	(4)+19			Total = 23
1d20+19	(10)+19			Total = 29

[KevinFipps]

Derrin accepts handshakes and exchanges pleasantries. His smile is more that of a predator examining potential threats, but it is the same evaluation all career soldiers offer to any new associates. I found those parts you wanted. But you will need Kreegesk or the new tech to do the upgrades for you. He is adressing the droid but still seems to be focused on the two of you. Unless one of you has the tech skills to do a chasis overhaul on a droid?


Nilmah is successful in his efforts with the ship's hyperdrive. As the circuits warm up with the test, everything comes up in the green. Torrin's voice on the comm again. Thank you Engineering. Tests show full system operational at 98% efficiency. Better than she was.Bridge out.


Torrin leans back in the command chair and powers down the hyperdrive. He looks out the window and activates the comm channel with the shuttle. Evac Scrounger for Padawan's Protector. All systems show in the green. Rigged and set for Outer Rim. Awaiting your return.

[The Fool]

Soft footfalls sound behind Torrin, coupled with the rustle of course cloth. A translator squawks, and the air smells oddly bitter.

"I cannot help but wonder if I should have gone with the Captain."

[SyberJedi]

Kade tips his head back and laughs heartily. He had just stepped foot into the cockpit and over the comm came Torrin's message. He sat down in the pilot's seat and answered the call.
~"Protector here. Thank you Torrin. I'll be enroute in a few minutes. Mind the ship for me while I'm gone, please. I will see you when I get back. Protector out."~
Tagla's fingers flew over the controls, after he webbed himself into his seat. It didn't take him long to get things ready for him to lift the shuttle up and head out of the tiny hanger. While Kade loved the Evac Scrounger, he was at home behind the controls of the Protector. He had had the shuttle for a long time, and had built his business around the ship.

 

Dice Roll:

1d20+22

(20)+22

Total = 42

[Solomon777]

Lok raised his hands in a show of defeat, “You got me when it comes to tech, and droids at that, are a stretch for this fellah’. I’m more one of those guys you point at a target and tell what you want to end up with.” the soldier smiles. Lok got the feeling he was going to like this crew, and the small army that it carries. Inwardly he grinned, a lot of possibilities here.

[rngrbob]

Dex looks at Derrin. "I know some tech, I could take a shot at it." He chuckled. Then Dex looks at Lok, he then wonders where his R2 friend could be aboard the ship and what kind of trouble it may find, if it has already or not. As Dex looks past them looking for it. Even thinking that he can give the refurbishing of the droid a shot. As he awaits Darrin's reply.

After Darrin replies back and the Droids ready.
Dex gets the parts for the droids overhaul, and goes to work on the droid overhauling it's chassis.

 

for droids chassis overhaul.

Dice Roll:

1d20+11

(16)+11

Total = 27

[KevinFipps]

Excellent, the droid exclaims. We can get started straight away. He takes Dex to the storage bay in the cargo hold where several droid parts have been assembled, along with a workbench loaded with tools.

Derrin just shakes his head and looks over at Lok. I know how you feel on that. But around here, everyone learns just about everything. If you have thumbs someone is gonna expect you to turn a hydrospanner at some point. He chuckles a bit. You get used to it though. He reaches into the pantry and draws out a packet of some kind of snack food. He tears the top off with his teeth and pops a few in his mouth. Between crunches he offers some to Lok. So where you seen action?

Torrin looks back at Ratapa. Too late now. He watches as the shuttle descends from the Scrounger and heads towards the planet. He spins the chair around from the controls. So what's your read on the new arrivals?

[Solomon777]

Lok obliged and nodded his thanks, “Ah…,” He tipped the morsel to Derrin, no smile on his face. “I bummed around as a brat on some trade runs to spots along the Rim; Cerea, Naboo, Sullust, out to Bespin once. Follow that with some time on homeworld in the CorDef, learning my trade. Repelled the United Corellian Front uprising a few years back; then decided to move on.” Lok sighs as he nibbled a bit of the snack and looked speculatively at the tasty bit, “Fell in with a few mercenaries who thought the Trandoshan were a stupid species, that nearly got me killed. That’s something I’ll never do again. It was funny how they came about that notion. We had just finished a cycle-long job on Nal-Hutta; made out good with a few thousand cred and a shipment of spice. So, outwitting the Trandoshan can’t be that hard, so thought our captain. Poor bastard screamed really loud when the lizard-men caught the dude.” Lok nodded and chewed another bite from the snack. He continued, “I didn’t wait for him, myself and one other fellah’ made it out’ah there alive. We went our separate ways, and from there I found a group called the Redbone. Another mercenary group, who happened to Tatooine and the service of a Hutt named Komega. Those idiots never planned on the rival’s sloop gang showing up to Komega’s Spaceport, Del Lukku, and blasting everything in sight. I made it out in a coma.” The soldier fell silent, memories fleeting though his mind of carnage and inhumanity, but Lok soon shook himself back to the mess deck. “I made myself a promise that I wasn’t doing anymore merc-work after that.” He tossed the last bit into his mouth, “From then on it’s been jumping from escort to escort looking for a home….” He motioned toward Derrin and Dex, “How ‘bout you’all?”

[The Fool]

The little figure lifts himself onto a chair and sits back, bringing his sleeves together as he ponders. "Well, Nilmah is very polite, which either means he's a nice guy or a sociopath. That Duros seems to get along okay with the crew, and seems not too shabby at fixing things, which means he's handy to have around and possibly a sociopathic saboteur. As for the Corellian, well, if he spoke Jawaese, he'd stink up the room. He's probably an idiot. Or maybe a sociopath."

His eyes glint as he speaks. One gets the sense that he is only half joking.

[rngrbob]

He nods. "Yep, lets go." Dex informs the Droid. Dex then follows the droid to were the parts are kept. Once there, He gathers them up and prepares to overhaul the droids chassis. As his astromech friend treks in, he smiles at him. While the astromech, stays to keep both the droid and Dex company. After it explored the ship as much it could. While Dex dose the maintenance.

[masternate]

Nilmah continued to work diligently down in the engine room. There seemed to be various things that required his attention which kept Nilmah busy for several hours. Whilst most of what he was working on probably wouldn't increase the perform of the vessel noticeably the young Calimarian knew that many could have failed with disastrous consequences.

[KevinFipps]

The better part of an hour of work finds Dex upgrading the chasis on the ship's resident droid. Shorty, as the droid is called, has requested an armor upgrade and instalation of a weapons suite in his body. Two heavy blasters are installed, one in each forearm. A stun pulse generator is wired into his hands, which are ruggedized to resist ion blasts. This allows him to stun living beings with a touch. I am upgrading my defensive capabilities so Ratapa can feel more comfortable leaving the ship. Our internal defense systems can be supplemented by my own abilities. The droid's voice is creepily chipper as he goes over the list of ways he might help repel invaders. Something in the description leads Dex to believe that the motivation for these overhauls is drawn from past events.

Derrin looks at Lok. Spent more than my share of time in the military. After the war, though, not a lot of work for a soldier. Started working security in the merchant marine and found my way here. Good pay, benefits and travel. The soldier looks out through the viewport at the planet spinning below. He is suddenly far away, looking at something in his past.

Torrin laughs at Ratapa's assessments. I hope we are better judges of character than that. He says. If you observe any behavior that presents a real threat, be sure to let the captain know. BEFORE you decide to dispense justice. He checks his chrono. Captain should be back in a little more than an hour. Nilmah's working on hyperdrive motivators and Dex is helping Shorty. Tell Kreegesk I'd like him to at least look in on our new engineer before we head out. I don't want to rely on someone's work day one aboard. He leans back in the command chair. And run your usual sweep of any new cargo. No surprises this time. That sand panther was an rather unwelcome guest in the hangar.