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Post by Terranova on Sept 17, 2016 3:55:10 GMT
Cylan would then pace and turn back to Illya. "Securing our winnings is always a priority for a Pirate, Ill. We can't rely on Apollo to do it for us. But I understand that we need to focus on the race. So let's-" The captain was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a frantic astromech droid entering the room. It buzzed and whirred and did circles around the crew. It seemed like an emergency. And that would seem the case, as Illya could see the others in the ship jumped to their feets and looked to their captain. Cylan would just vocalize what the droid had just said. "Apollo's security droids are outside..." Illya looked from the droid, to the crew, and Cylan. The crew were confused. They obviously didn't know that the droids were armed and dangerous. She blurted the only words she could muster. "The guns..." Then her confidence peaked. "The guns! Get on the guns! C'mon!" She waved at the crew to do something and went for cockpit. She needed to get the ships defenses up. And QUICK.
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Post by SSJRuss on Sept 17, 2016 4:37:14 GMT
Illya looked from the droid, to the crew, and Cylan. The crew were confused. They obviously didn't know that the droids were armed and dangerous. She blurted the only words she could muster. "The guns..." Then her confidence peaked. "The guns! Get on the guns! C'mon!" She waved at the crew to do something and went for cockpit. She needed to get the ships defenses up. And QUICK. The crew waited for their captain to give an order, but Cylan was still considering what to do. When Illya ran for the cockpit, he spoke up and said, "There's no rush. They won't hurt the Gypsy, but they might if we attack." Cylan looked around at the crew then started for the ramp. "You lot heard the lady, get to your stations. Don't do anything until I give the word," Cylan would then whip around and point out the astromech. "T2, you and ID use the smuggler holes and keep out of sight. And keep yourselves at low power so not to be detected either." With that Cylan would go to face the droids outside.
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Post by SSJRuss on Sept 17, 2016 4:44:14 GMT
Adriav smirked as he walked behind the captain. "Tell me Captain. Do you always prefer the company of this many men or are you trying to just make a point? Especially when there's a fugitive on the loose." He shook his head in sarcasm, "I assumed a man of your station would have more sense than that." The young captain would turn on his heel to face Adriav. "This is protocol here on Taris. Security is what we pride ourselves on because it is what's important. But you wouldn't know about that would you? Because you're a citizen of the Sith Unification, right? Or perhaps I'm mistaken and you're the 'fugitive' we've been looking for?" The captain wouldn't wait for an answer. Instead he would continue the escort and make there way inside of the Senate Building. Adriav would see that security and HoloNet droids filled the large hallway leading into the structure. Within a matter of minutes they would reach a set of doors leading to a lift that would take them up.
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Post by Terranova on Sept 17, 2016 4:56:08 GMT
The crew waited for their captain to give an order, but Cylan was still considering what to do. When Illya ran for the cockpit, he spoke up and said, "There's no rush. They won't hurt the Gypsy, but they might if we attack." Cylan looked around at the crew then started for the ramp. "You lot heard the lady, get to your stations. Don't do anything until I give the word," Cylan would then whip around and point out the astromech. "T2, you and ID use the smuggler holes and keep out of sight. And keep yourselves at low power so not to be detected either." With that Cylan would go to face the droids outside. Before Illya and Cylan went in separate directions, she gave him a quick, "Don't get yourself killed!" Then she entered the cockpit. Nothing had changed. It was still cramped and over-installed with dashboards. She thought Cylan would have upgraded by now... But obviously he had focused more on getting new crew members than something useful. She immediately brought he ship's defenses online and charged up the blasters so they'd be ready when Cylan gave the word. Apollo's droids were here to secure the Gypsy. Having the crew on the ship was not 'secure'. And judging from how quickly they had been to attack them in Cornel's estate, these droids wouldn't be any different. She slipped into the co-pilot's seat to give her easy access to the rest of the console and flipped on the cockpit's comm unit. "Who's got eyes on the Captain?"
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Post by SSJRuss on Sept 17, 2016 16:02:06 GMT
Before Illya and Cylan went in separate directions, she gave him a quick, "Don't get yourself killed!" Cylan would wave a hand in response, "Won't dream on it!" Then she entered the cockpit. Nothing had changed. It was still cramped and over-installed with dashboards. She thought Cylan would have upgraded by now... But obviously he had focused more on getting new crew members than something useful. She immediately brought he ship's defenses online and charged up the blasters so they'd be ready when Cylan gave the word. Apollo's droids were here to secure the Gypsy. Having the crew on the ship was not 'secure'. And judging from how quickly they had been to attack them in Cornel's estate, these droids wouldn't be any different. She slipped into the co-pilot's seat to give her easy access to the rest of the console and flipped on the cockpit's comm unit. "Who's got eyes on the Captain?" Kalla would join Illya in the cockpit and take the pilot seat. "We've got sensors to detect everything outside. We should be able to pull up an image here," Kalla roared in her native tongue. After a few clicks, Kalla pulled up a holo of the outside. They would see Cylan walking down the ramp and encountering several APH droids, all armed. Unfortunately, there wasn't any audio coming through but Illya could see if anything unfolded. From what she could tell, Cylan would trying to talk his way out of this mess. Suddenly, Beezu's voice came through the comm-link in the cockpit. "So, what happens if we have to fight them? We can't run if we have nowhere to go."
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Post by Terranova on Sept 17, 2016 17:02:06 GMT
Kalla would join Illya in the cockpit and take the pilot seat. "We've got sensors to detect everything outside. We should be able to pull up an image here," Kalla roared in her native tongue. Suddenly, Beezu's voice came through the comm-link in the cockpit. "So, what happens if we have to fight them? We can't run if we have nowhere to go." "Taris is a big world. We can hide out. That's nothing new." Illya stared at Cylan's image, waiting... Ready... She pursed her lips nervously.
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Post by SSJRuss on Sept 17, 2016 17:18:50 GMT
"Taris is a big world. We can hide out. That's nothing new." Illya stared at Cylan's image, waiting... Ready... She pursed her lips nervously. Kalla would give a roar in agreement with Illya. The two would watch as Cylan spoke to the droids. To Illya's surprise, they didn't start shooting. They didn't even move. After a few tense minutes, Cylan walked back inside and spoke over the ship's comm-link. "Everything's fine, guys. You can relax."
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Post by Terranova on Sept 18, 2016 1:12:01 GMT
Kalla would give a roar in agreement with Illya. The two would watch as Cylan spoke to the droids. To Illya's surprise, they didn't start shooting. They didn't even move. After a few tense minutes, Cylan walked back inside and spoke over the ship's comm-link. "Everything's fine, guys. You can relax." The knot's in Illya's chest loosened as she collapsed into the back of her seat. Her thumb and forefinger found the brim of her nose, massaging lightly. After a few moments, she spoke back through the comm to Cylan. "Really? Even after what they tried to do to us at Cornel's? They're going to let us sit in here --armed and dangerous and perfectly capable of flying away?" She decided to sit there and wait for Cylan's answer instead of joining the others back in the hub. She wasn't going to let her guard down just because Cylan said to. She needed to hear more than that...
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Post by SSJRuss on Sept 18, 2016 21:59:18 GMT
The knot's in Illya's chest loosened as she collapsed into the back of her seat. Her thumb and forefinger found the brim of her nose, massaging lightly. After a few moments, she spoke back through the comm to Cylan. "Really? Even after what they tried to do to us at Cornel's? They're going to let us sit in here --armed and dangerous and perfectly capable of flying away?" She decided to sit there and wait for Cylan's answer instead of joining the others back in the hub. She wasn't going to let her guard down just because Cylan said to. She needed to hear more than that... "I can't say much," Cylan spoke over the comm. "I think the Gypsy's been bugged. But that doesn't matter right now. The droids are only here to keep the ship secure for Apollo. Me, Synox and Illya are apart of the race so we need to leave," Cylan said in a flat tone. He didn't sound too enthusiastic about what he was saying.
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Post by Terranova on Sept 19, 2016 0:14:08 GMT
"I can't say much," Cylan spoke over the comm. "I think the Gypsy's been bugged. But that doesn't matter right now. The droids are only here to keep the ship secure for Apollo. Me, Synox and Illya are apart of the race so we need to leave," Cylan said in a flat tone. He didn't sound too enthusiastic about what he was saying. Illya bit the inside of her cheek, still deliberating on her choices. The droids hadn't shot Cylan, so it was safe enough to go outside. And, in any case, she could form a strategy better if it were just her, Cylan, and Synox. The rest of the crew didn't have to be involved. Reluctantly, she shoved out of the chair and went to meet Cylan on the exit ramp. It's not like had been planing on lingering at the Gypsy for too much longer anyway. They all had work to do.
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Post by SSJRuss on Sept 19, 2016 3:36:07 GMT
Illya bit the inside of her cheek, still deliberating on her choices. The droids hadn't shot Cylan, so it was safe enough to go outside. And, in any case, she could form a strategy better if it were just her, Cylan, and Synox. The rest of the crew didn't have to be involved. Reluctantly, she shoved out of the chair and went to meet Cylan on the exit ramp. It's not like had been planing on lingering at the Gypsy for too much longer anyway. They all had work to do. By the time Illya had reached Cylan, the other crew members were already speaking with him. "We're just going to let them take the ship?" Beezu shouted. "No," Cylan rebutted as if he was tired of saying the same the over and over again, "You guys aren't leaving. It's just going to be everyone that's involved in the race. The rest of you are to stay on the Gypsy until this is all over. Understood?" It was a rare sight to see Cylan so frustrated. But given the circumstances, it made sense that he would be. Before anyone else spoke, Cylan would look to Illya.
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Post by Terranova on Sept 19, 2016 3:47:08 GMT
By the time Illya had reached Cylan, the other crew members were already speaking with him. "We're just going to let them take the ship?" Beezu shouted. "No," Cylan rebutted as if he was tired of saying the same the over and over again, "You guys aren't leaving. It's just going to be everyone that's involved in the race. The rest of you are to stay on the Gypsy until this is all over. Understood?" It was a rare sight to see Cylan so frustrated. But given the circumstances, it made sense that he would be. Before anyone else spoke, Cylan would look to Illya. "It's okay..." she started, nerves a little shaky, "Gives us more time to figure out how we're going to win this thing." She sounded almost like she was trying to convince herself... But this race was getting a little too... real.
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Post by SSJRuss on Sept 19, 2016 4:11:56 GMT
"It's okay..." she started, nerves a little shaky, "Gives us more time to figure out how we're going to win this thing." She sounded almost like she was trying to convince herself... But this race was getting a little too... real. And everything would feel even more real... as Illya would hear sudden blaster fire coming from the outside. Some of the crew jumped in surprise, thinking that the droids had changed their minds and were now shooting at them, but in fact it was the droids being ambushed from behind. For the crew that looked down the ramp, they would see that the droids were indeed being ambushed. Three individuals, one Rodian and two humans, were rushing the droids with simple blasters. The droids must not have been as tough as Apollo made them out to be, as the blaster bolts were one shoting the droids in the head.
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Post by Terranova on Sept 19, 2016 4:48:00 GMT
And everything would feel even more real... as Illya would hear sudden blaster fire coming from the outside. Some of the crew jumped in surprise, thinking that the droids had changed their minds and were now shooting at them, but in fact it was the droids being ambushed from behind. For the crew that looked down the ramp, they would see that the droids were indeed being ambushed. Three individuals, one Rodian and two humans, were rushing the droids with simple blasters. The droids must not have been as tough as Apollo made them out to be, as the blaster bolts were one shoting the droids in the head. Illya unholstered her blaster. "We know these guys?" she asked.
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Post by SSJRuss on Sept 20, 2016 17:06:57 GMT
Illya unholstered her blaster. "We know these guys?" she asked. The crew would shake their heads. It didn't seem they recognized the attackers. Before Illya knew it, the droids had all been destroyed. The trio responsible had finished all of them off by themselves and were making their way to the Gypsy as if nothing had happened. It was at this point, Illya thought she recognized the Rodian because he looked just like the Rodian at Apollo's Palace the other night.
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