Log:Resistance: All Aboard!
All Aboard!
OOC Date: May 29, 2018
Location: Wobani
Participants: Ambrosia Greystorm(GM), Devii, Nova Korell, Kaiden, Chewbacca, Punt ZtelNPC played by Gren Delede, The Resistance
(cue hokey announcer voice from that rebel cartoon crap)
Synopsis thus far!
The Resistance has mustered its fleet to challenge the formidable First Order presence orbiting Wobani. Damage was wrought on both sides, but the Resistance Navy has disabled the Order's cap ships and held the TIE fighters at bay. While the SAR team endeavors to recover Red Squadron's losses - Red Four and (gaaaasp) Red Leader, Snap Wexley - the remainder of the HEROIC starfighter corps is divided.
The Reds, led by Capt Nunb, patrol around Renegade and the Flurry, waiting for the inevitable enemy reinforcements to arrive. Elements of Gold, Blue, and Green powered through the atmo to escort Army transports 'Drop One' and 'Drop Two' to their mobile target on the surface, speeding through the turbulent mists of the mountain.
With the defensive rail turrets obliterated, trio of TIES sent smoking, and prisoner train immobilized, it is up to the Army troopers to finish this mission by retrieving their desired Mon-Cal supporters and spiriting them to the safety of Resistance Fleet.
And the NOW now:
This MAG rail train is stalled a harrowing height above the brushy slopes of Wobani's foothills, with expanses of mountain rising up around, currently gapped enough away that the pair of Resistance transports had enough room to dock against either side of the train - Drop One near the lead car and Drop Two on the rear.
The inside of the train is ripe with the sounds of chaos. After the ion strike, all electrical systems are down, and that means that the automated bands anchoring prisoner feet to floor have released. They're still bound by manual wrist binders and good old fashion chain linking them to their seat backs, but those feet are free to kick at will.
The emergency system is struggling to come back online, console flickering blue with the effort while engineers work desperately to get this machine back on schedule.
The stormtroopers scramble to bring order to this situation, lashing out with stun batons at those feet that dare stomp their shiny, white pasteel shinguards. A few pair off and shove through the craziness toward the sounds of cutting as the Res crews work to force the doors they've docked over open via cutting tools.
"Okay, everyone's got the ID's uploaded to your HUD. Take a good last look now and commit to memory, because it's gonna be a little uh...hectic. In there." Greystorm clears her throat while the demo dude finishes up his cut job on the door and reviews her own data:
Qernu Sax - MonCal male, native, marine botanist
Klea Wibb - Quarren female, native, public relations associate for her local trade commission
Bix Drindo - Nautolan male, former student, fisheries and natural resources
Tasha Qo - Human female, xeno-ecologist
[Devii]
Devii squad made up of Korell, Naqurka, Yelsik, Dromund, Glasvyrn, and herself road in with the General to help her cover the assult from her shuttle. Devii, nodding to her team mate, Nova, looks over the ID's being loaded into her armor's HUD. "When we make it to the center..." She address the team, "Keep an eye out at what you're shooting. Our people will be breaching fom the other end towards us. Let's not catch any friendly fire... or give them any, yeah?" She checks her pistol, it being the best for close quarters combat like this. She brought along her Melee weapons as always as well just incase things got really close and personal. THey might. "Everyone ready?" She asks.
[Kaiden]
The Zeltron 'temporarily' under Devii's command (he's beginning to think he's going to end up in the Army permanently through sheer connection and familiarity of his previous employer's sister) is amidst the other grunts of the team and has a bit of a chip on his shoulder for this mission. He wants to prove he's can handle a blaster, or at least more so than the last farce of an attempt he had. Still, he is hoping that it does come to melee weapons, far more suited to that environment than actual ranged fire. He slides his own pistol from its holster in attempted fluidity.
[Punt Ztel]
He might have left the Resistance behind when he found another calling, but Punt Ztel is here, now. The Herglic represents the Jedi Order, now. The whale-like creature is hulking, and wears a robe with the dimensions of a speeder tarp. No lightsaber is visible, though he carries a virboblade in his right hand, and a vibrodagger hangs from his belt, along with a heavy duty slicing computer. A look over his shoulder at the Resistance troopers that he's accompanied, and his wide mouth breaks open into a wide toothy smile. "Just like old times. I'll draw their fire, friends." Because, he's a big freaking target. He stands at the hatch, ready to burst into the train, when the opening is prepared. A final look to Chewbacca, a creature that he's fought with before. "Be safe."
[Nova Korell]
Quietly committing the names and faces to memory, even if she locks them into HUD storage just in case, Nova Korell nods back to Devii firmly. "Anybody advancing, keep your heads down," she advises. "You /don't/ want to be in the way of rear-line supporting fire."
She slides her pistol out of its holster, moving to the door with the casual ease of someone who grew up on a crowded starship for most of her life. Stacking up at the door to cover the cutting torch team, she nods casually to the Zeltron. That opening's looking almost complete now, barring a slip with the torch. Any second... /any second/...
[Chewbacca]
Years of assisting the Rebellion, resistance, Jedis and Wookiee's alike has given Chewie one of those strange battle calms that only those with years of experience seem to get and truly make look natural. Punt is given a nod. 'You block the fire, I will shoot over your shoulder.' He is surely joking, right? Granted he is probably also the only one tall enough to be able to shoot over Punt's shoulder, so maybe it is not a complete joke? The heavily modified bowcaster is held casually in his hands, he's ready for action as they move in from the rear car.
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
"Don't kill any prisoners, if you can help it. I'll bet half these folks would make decent recruits one day," Ambrosia smirks over her helmet's com while finding a little elbow room out of the way as the demo dude finishes his cuts on that door. Because we all know what's gonna happen when it gets kicked open. "My advice? Set to stun. I'd rather leave these buckethead bastards sleeping on the floor, anyhow, to be dealt with by the 'locals' when they inevitably get themselves free." A wicked grin passes over her shoulder. Just imagine the bloodfest. She can.
And on that note, the two doors fall inward, almost simultaneously. As anticipated, there's some pissed jailers waiting for them and roll out the welcome mat via torrent of blasterfire.
[Devii]
Devii looks back at her team and takes a breath, "Alright... here we go..." And she turns just as the General launches into the frey pushing through. There they are, the fire is immediate. She had switched to stun, thinking yes that was probably a better idea. Red bolts zip past her (and into others) as she seeks out the officer and squeezes three quick shots at the Trooper before trying to find some cover, if there was any. A crate, a chair. Not that it would help here.
[Kaiden]
Kaiden should've guessed. The immediate fire puts a single bolt against his shoulder which, to his credit, elicits the grunt through grit teeth and exhale through flared nostrils as he unsteadily lifts his pistol to take aim. Despite trying to fight through the pain now aching and stinging his arm, the shot he fires goes wide and hits a foot or two to the side of the private. "I'm not even in the front, this has to be some sort of anomoly," the man tries to joke beneath the din of the blasterfire, pushing his back up against the wall in some vain attempt for what little cover there is.
[Punt Ztel]
"Sound plan." Punt replies to Chewbacca, with the look of a being that is confident in their allies, and themselves. His follow-up wink..."You're paying for the dry-cleaning." is rather less serene. The Hereglic strides forward into the train car, and makes a dramatic gesture with his left hand in the direction of what appears to be the leader of the Stormtrooper squad that they face. It would've been amazing if it worked. Instead, nothing happens. Ztel sighs, and whips his vibroblade up in his left hand, and drives it directly at the man, and again flails uselessly. He's busy looking at his right hand, and giving it a shake, as if to recharge some dead battery. It is about this time that a blaster bolt strikes his robed chest.
[Nova Korell]
Nova cringes back behind the doorjamb instinctively at the sound of the Stormtrooper Anthem (tm), and is fortunate enough to not stop any of the low notes. Taking Devii's example, she opens fire on the car's resident NCO as she crowds in behind the Mirialan, firing over the Corporal's shoulder. Other than that, she maintains the stony silence that the other side is better known for.
One shot whizzes over the Sergeant's shoulder, but the next finds a new home in his chest, and the blaster bolts whizzing in the Resistance's direction are palpably reduced in both number and accuracy.
[Chewbacca]
Stun? Ha. Chewie does not even own a weapon that could be considered a stun weapon, even his fists are deadly. The wookiee pretends as if he heard nothing about stun settings, I guess they can always ask him to go home if immediate death to bad guys isn't kosher. Chewie watches Punt ahead of him get a full blast and he grunts. 'You have a new blow hole.' Chewie mutters before raising his weapon up to bear, aiming to fire at the attacking force. With careful and quick aim at the Lieutenant that had shot Punt, Chewie makes him...disappear... 'Well there's that.'
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
In the lead car:
A stormtrooper Sgt and some lowly Private are trying to keep the invaders OUT while the conductor of this crazy train scrambles around behind their chair trying to stay out of the line of fire and it's not long before the Sgt is down for the count. It may or may not be too late for the conductor, with all these shots flying everywhere. A narrow door at the back of this tight space is already open and leads into a noisy, crowded car of jangling chains and riotous screams.
In the rear car:
The lead officer on board this train was busy hanging with the 'cool' kids in the back, when this hell broke loose. Damn rebels. He wastes no time in telling the intruding force how he feels by shooting the BIG one. And then he himself is obliterated via bowcaster.
Ambrosia times a break in the firefight - when Sarge goes down - to duck through for a low rush at the remaining trooper, aiming the stun baton like a battering ram. The stormie fires, misses, and is about to be tazed in the junk when that conductor goes crawling out all panicky and gets in Greystorm's way. *Zap* Well...they're probably safer napping on the floor, anyway.
[Devii]
Devii is hunkered up against the wall in between some furniture and shelving. She watches the combat unfrey in a matter of moments. People are shot, troopers eliminated... vaporized in some cases for CO's like the LT over there. RIP, bro. Orange eyes focus on the General charging in like she herself might be a force wielding whale thing. SHe also watches as Amber has the WORST luck taking out Private Snowball. She waits for an opening in the melee before squeezing the trigger after a careful aim, taking Snowball out for the count. As the blaster bolt inferno ends, she says, "Sound off." To her squad who checks in over the comms.
[Kaiden]
"Kaiden, just a scratch," the Zeltron's voice is able to pour smoothly over the comms integrated into their helmets almost just as easily as if directly in person, though the quality is lessened and there is certainly no added intoxication of pheromones, at least not over comms. He steps away from the wall, his weapon lowered, "Clear?"
[Punt Ztel]
Punt's response is slow in coming to Chewbacca's quip about a second blowhole. His black eyes have closed for a brief moment, and he breathes deep. The Force fills the Hergelic, and after that brief moment, his body moves as if he's not injured(he's still very injured) and his voice carries no waver. "Very funny, wookiee." His actual blowhole makes a noise of disdain, and some moisture is expelled as he cleans it out in annoyance. The troopers behind him are joining in the search for the exact prisoners that they seek to rescue. "That was a nice shot, though."
[Nova Korell]
"Korell, unscratched," Nova replies, moving to check on Kaiden. "Wish I could do more, Red, but I'm out of stim shots. Just try not to get in the way of any more incoming fire, okay?"
She moves to stack up at the next door. Still lots of train left to clear. And potential hostiles coming for them to watch for through the viewslit in the door. "See any faces we're looking for?"
[Chewbacca]
As he obliterates the Lieutenant, that leaves just the rambunctious prisoners left in their car. Chewie is following along behind the injured whale. So far they are making a pretty good team. 'I do a decent job of hitting what I aim at most of the time.' Chewie tells Punt with a sharp-toothed grin. His gaze scans over the prisoners in the car, but other than scared faces, nothing really jumps out at him.
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
"Kriffin..." *CLUNK* It is WAY too cramped in here for Greystorm's liking and she kicks her way free of crumpled stormtrooper and conductor alike, shaking an arm off her boot. Twisting half way around to examine the control console briefly, a few pokes of gloved fingers confirm that yes, the train is dead. "Kaiden, you gonna live? I need somebody to stay here, guard this hatch, shoot anyone who isn't us that fancies a stroll onto our ship, so...pick one, Corporal." And then she's peering into the hatch and car beyond, surveying the benches full of wriggling prisoners trying all sorts of ways to be free of their binds. To free their hands and seat anchors, anyway. The feet are all free, now, thanks to that ion blast.
"LISTEN UP!" she commands, having a clear view down the central aisle of this car and seeing no troopers remaining. "In just a short while we're gonna leave you lovely folks alone to do whatever it is you'd like with this here train and its jailers. 'fore that though, there's a few faces we're looking for. You let us through to retrieve these sorry sorts and I'll see to it you get a little help with those chains, yeah? Our beef ain't with you."
"Then how's bout a lift NOW, eh, old cheeks?" some scruffy scumbag belts aloud. In the rear car, things are tense, but not too volatile yet. A few of the prisoners are trying to reach with their feet for the collapsed Lieutenant. For her belt. In the next car that Drop Two's team is about to enter, some glimpses of white are forming up, jerking a couple prisoners up as meatshields.
[Devii]
Devii nods to Amber before looking back towards Kaiden, "Recruit. Put on those damn gloves of yours and sucker punch any fool who thinks they comming through this hatch while the rest of us advance." She nods to Nova, "Well make sure you get more stims when we get back." Then turns to head further into the train with the General. She keeps her blaster pistol at the ready, pointed towards the ground of course as they havn't been attacked by the prisoners yet. "We'll send a shuttle after we've got what we came for far away from here." She's probably bluffing. No she's definatly bluffing.
[Kaiden]
The Zeltron nods twice -first it is in thanks to Nova, who helps him with a few stims, and then in acknowledgement as well as affirmation to the orders given toward him. Gloves slipped on, blue light sparking in a subtle cracking around them as he steps to the hatch. Exhale through his nose, and he's watching -listening, alert and ready.
[Punt Ztel]
Punt really means well. Some of these very troopers might have seem him aquit himself well in the past. This is not one of those times. The large being thrusts his hand out again, likely attempting to Force mojo....but he's got performance anxiety, apparently. So, instead? He charges toward one of the Stormtroopers and their meatshield, his robes flying behind him like a half-ass cape. It's a big, somewhat clumsy whale...and it's easy to avoid. The prisoner takes the brunt of the very heavy Herglic slamming into him. Ztel trips, and ends up on the ground. He bleeds all overhimself, and the groaning prisoner.
[Nova Korell]
At the door, Nova glances back to see how the others are doing... and blinks as a face leaps out at her. The tentacles definitely help. "Devii, it's Klea Wibb!" she exclaims, quickly digging out her canteen and hurrying to check on the Quarren. "I think she's been away from water too long. Should we move her to the shuttle, while we're still so close?"
[Chewbacca]
As Chewie follows the defective whale Jedi into the next car, he glances quickly around, pausing momentarily on one of the human females in the car before then turning to the hostiles, raising his bowcaster up, he head shots both of the Stormtrooper privates that are using the bound merc's as meat shields. Dropping both of them, one missing a head, Chewie mutters over his comm attached to his head. '*krrrkt*Tasha Qo in our car*krrkt* Over*krrrkt*' Chewie is actually making the radio squelch sounds, this isn't 1999. The wookiee mutters to Punt. 'You alive still?'
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
"Suuure you will, love," that same dingy door rat who'd heckled Amber sizes Devii up next, not believing her claims. "Spirit us right off to freedom and fancies, yeh? You willin' ta shake on that?" And both arms extend toward her invitingly, left hand outstretched for the shaking while mouth twists into a devil's smile.
Klea Wibb is looking worse for wear. The dehydrated Quarren doesn't even lift her head to see who it is has called her name or what all the ruckuss is about. Ambrosia nods aside at Nova and Devii both and squeezes around Nova to glower at the turd who's probably shackled here for all the right reasons. Her right wrist snaps once and the stun baton telescopes out by another foot in length and she points it meaningfully at his nose. Neither one of them blink, prisoner seemingly unfazed by the threat, smile still there. "I betcha know where ta stick it, too," he taunts as she slowly stomps away, scanning the remaining faces before standing in front of the next hatch.
<<Copy that, Chewbacca. We've got Klea Wibb. Two more to go.>> Then she glances over her shoulder at Drop One's team. Stay low or get clear and get her outta here. I'm breaching next car."
The prisoner squashed under the Herglic is certainly not causing trouble at the moment, cept for some sputterings of vomit trying to come up. The other, however? She sees her chance of freedom. The scrappy Nikto woman makes a run for it in attempts to get past the Wookiee and charge the few troopers behind him, toward the hole leading to Drop Two. "RAAAAHHHHH!" Tasha Qo, upon hearing her name, stares at Chewbacca warily, unmoving in her seat. She's a little bruised up, but otherwise unharmed and either isn't fazed by all this violence or just too shocked/scared to speak.
[Devii]
Devii does her best to skillfully dodge the creepy woman who wants to grab onto her. "In your dreams, wrinkly..." She says moving on as Amber orders them to. "Fire Element, Beta. Stay behind and secure the Prisoners." SHe orders. Just the two elements now left to make the advance.
[Kaiden]
The Zeltron is in charge of who gets through this hatch! And he's not going to let anybody get past him that isn't allowed. He isn't too intimidating, but, well, he is one of those superficially alluring species with pheromones and everything.
[Punt Ztel]
Punt stands up with great effort, and brushes at the dirt and blood, and maybe vomit on his robes. "This has not gone well for me." His voice is neutral, and whatever inflection it might have carried is lost in the din. He generally just looks weary. "And the search continues." He'll enter the next car, regardless of the liklihood that he'll be much use doing more than catching blaster bolts.
[Nova Korell]
Nova manages to get some water into the Quarren's throat, helping her not to choke on it. "The troopers should have the keys to these shackles," she recalls. "If not, they're locked away someplace safe."
Leaving the recovery of the prisoner to the rest of the squad, she moves to stack up at the door, nodding her readiness to Ambrosia and Devii. Her pistol is back out now, ready for use. Once more, forward...
[Chewbacca]
As the woman goes rushing toward Chewie and his group that came in from the rear car, Chewie sticks his left arm out in a clothesline and catches the woman right in the neck, his arm doesn't even budge, it flat drops the woman flat to her back. Bowcaster back at the ready, he looks around to see if anything else pops out at him.
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
And the third car is....chaos. Utter chaos. It would appear that some folks have escaped their seat anchors and are engaged in a super awkward wrestling match with the stormtroopers for their carbines, sidearms, lives....one prisoner goes down in a spark of red, hole smoking through his scaly chest. And then the trooper who'd shot him is suddenly tripped up by all those dern kickin feet. The other one, however, is holding their own and puts down one, two...and turns to level the blaster on the bodies suddenly busting in (aka US). No time for speeches here! BRAAAAWL! Ambrosia shoves her way into the fray, throwing an elbow here, kicking a knee there, just trying to keep /them/ off /her/, while scanning the mob for a certain Mon Cal or Nautolan face and --- HEY THERE! A wily Rodian, desperate and running scared to get outta there takes a swipe at her with a shiv. The General leans back just in time to catch the breeze on that one before returning the favor with a swipe of baton. It goes clear over the Rodian's head, but a backhanded strike aims lower, assisted by a half turn IN to the swing and catches the perp in the gut where a whallop of electricity suffices to subdue. For now.
Meanwhile in the previous car, a little furry sneak has completely wriggled out of his bindings. It's a Teek. It turns a surely innocent smile on Kaiden, then gets to its feet and sidles on up...
No more prisoners dare to rush the WOokiee, or Herglic, at the moment. The sound of thudding boots signals the approach of more guards, though from the next car forward.
[Devii]
Devii blinks as they enter the next care and right here and then is where she stops giving a damn. Everyone... EVERYONE is getting stunned. Good, bad, inbetween. Especially with the damn troopers heading their way from down the rails. A bolt wizzes by her and she ducks a bit to avoid even though it's super wide before leveling her pistole and just letting loose the rest of the power pack.
Devii ejects the old powerpack from her BlasTech EL-718 Blaster Pistol - 6152, sliding a new one into its place with a click.
[Kaiden]
The Zeltron totally misinterprets the motive of that furry little creature, tilting his head and completely relaxed -off guard. "Eh? What're you doing?"
[Nova Korell]
Right behind Devii as they enter the car, Nova notices the fight on the floor first. The rubber-legged Stormtrooper merits less notice for the moment. "Break it up, you lot!" she snaps, firing at them... with less than stellar results. Two stunbolts go into the deck on either side of the struggle.
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
"E tiik itu?" The Teek jabbers and, bold as brass, strolls right on up to Kaiden, cranes a look around him at the conductor's car/ship access. Sticky fingers waggle together nervously. And then? It makes a run for it, trying to squiggle past the Zeltron's legs.
"Nah, let'em have their fun," Amber grunts, noting who's gaining the upper hand in that dogpile (Not the stormtrooper). She shrugs off the half stunned Rodian and pushes forward to /whack/ the blaster out of the crumpling stormie's hands before they can return fire at Devii, missing the hand but catching the soft joint of elbow. Good enough.
In the midst of this craziness there are two prisoners who are NOT joining in the fray. A yam-colored Mon Cal male and limey green Nautolan gent. The pair is seated together, legs tucked as high up as they can manage to steer clear of trouble and eyes fixated squarely on the invaders. Rescuers? It's hard to tell.
[Devii]
Devii eye's widen as she spots their treasure, ahrrr. "Qernu Sax and Bix Drindo!" She exclaims, "Fire Element Beta (Or Theta I don't remember which one I said to stay behind in the last car) Cover those two..." She looks up to the impending troopers and takes aim again to cut them down. The first shot square in the chest plating, the other two go wide.
[Kaiden]
There was no way Kaiden is going to get shot -and- let an ape thing get by him with his only order! "Whoa no way!" He yaps as his gloved hands shoot out to knock the Teek ruthlessly back from the hatch.
[Nova Korell]
Nova moves to break up the fighting, backing Devii up. She doesn't bother keeping her distance, kicking aside a flailing leg and shoving her pistol in between the prisoner's arm and body to stun-blast the stormtrooper. That done, she simply pulls the weapon's muzzle up and to the right a few inches, taking care of the prisoner in question as well.
Maybe it's not peace, but it's at least somewhat quieter in here now.
She looks around quickly. "I think I see our remaining Mon Cal and Nautolan. They had the sense to stay out of this mess," she says, nodding in the direction of the two distinctive prisoners.
It's probably a good thing she's got her back to Kaiden's Teek-wrangling. The big bully...
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
"Ayiiiiiiii!" The Teek squeals before spazzing into a stunned, possibly electrocuted heap on the floor. Somehow, the look on its face may be an improvement? http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/File:The_Teek.jpg
'Drop Two's team has continued to advance from the rear cars, drawing the attention of remaining troopers aft-ward while Tasha Qo was safely extracted and stowed aboard.
The pandomonium occuring in the front half of this train seems to only grow louder as the minutes tick by. For now, all armed guards have been reduced to unconscious heaps. Some dead, some alive, some prisoners joining them there on the floor. There's a tentative lull in the bodily fighting, but even the densest dope can sense the simmering anger bottled inside the captives aboard this train. Maybe they do deserve to be locked up, maybe not. Far as BG Greystorm's concerned, it isn't her concern. Not her mission. Those two that Keva and Korell point out, however, are.
She retracts the baton's extra bit back into itself and steps over bodies to nudge her way in alongside the Beta/Theta element and takes a knee. "Qernu Sax? You're a long way from home. How's 'bout a new one?" Crows feet crinkle deeply behind that sheen of visor and she manages the tiniest of smiles for the ally-to-be. Her baton tucks up under arm and fingers tug the glove off her left hand to reveal....a hand. Big woop. Its texture and color are a perfect match to her other one. Sesti's latest handiwork applied to her most experimental patient. Ambrosia takes hold of her own middle finger then and /yanks/. Snaps it right down, ninety degrees, at the base knuckle. Her jaw twitches faintly, but did it really hurt? The skin splits at a seam that wasn't previously there and a narrow band of flesh pops up along the length of metacarpal. It's a tiny compartment. And inside? Tinier picks.
[Devii]
Devii just blinks at Amber, "Alright... Let's get them back to the shuttle so we can get out of here before the troopers start to recover or the Prisoners loose interest in their new found toys and start to think we're unused play things..."
[Kaiden]
The Zeltron winces lightly as he looks back down at his wounded arm, slowly deactivating his gloves and though not yet slipping them off. He glances over his shoulder at the others, aiming to ascertain the status of the mission.
[Nova Korell]
Nova grimaces faintly, seeing the General pull her finger so violently. Sure, it's an implant, but /she/ didn't know that 'til now! She moves to assist Devii in working security, checking through the door to make sure the next car is as pacified as this one... of the enemy, anyway. "I doubt we'll have to wait long for that..."
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
"Where is it you are taking us?" Bix queries while awaiting his turn. The go-go-gadget Veteran smirks at her own handiwork as the seat anchor chain falls away and Qernu is free to stand, He's weak, but he stumbles eagerly toward Devii and Nova. The wrist binders remain, but like Devii said - those can wait. Fingers that remain nimble enough (screw arthritis) move on to service the Nautolan's chain. "Away from here," is all she says sternly and wastes no time in reassembling herself, sans lockpick when he's loose. The pick gets palmed securely in hand for the time being while they process toward the first car. Ambrosia keeps to the rear, back to her crew so she may keep a steady eye on those they leave behind. Into comm she relays to Drop Two <<We have the remaining targets in custody. Commence your exfil and go home>>
[Devii]
Devii follows along keeping overwatch meanwhile collecting her dispersed team all the way back to the shuttle.
[Kaiden]
Kaiden is collected, grumbling lightly about his arm the whole time.
[Nova Korell]
Nova takes the rearguard, covering the prisoners as they retrace their path back to the shuttle. Except the Teek, maybe. Her mind is on potentially larger problems, literally and figuratively.
[Ambrosia Greystorm]
On board Drop One, the pilot is snapping to attention, ready and willing to dislodge them from this danger train. Not that he's looking forward to confronting those turbulent mountain winds a second time. He's really not. <<Drop One to Gold Leader, preparing to launch>>
Ambrosia pauses in the hatch between conductor car and the first, studying the faces of those still stuck in their seats. "Wish we had time to cut you /all/ loose, but...time's never been on our side, so..." she shrugs a shoulder and steps over to a young woman who hasn't really moved much from the same petrified cower she was curled into when they first boarded the train. "You'll have to help each other." The lockpick is extended to her, placed between her fingers, followed by a little pat from Greystorm's leather palm. "It's the only way to 'Resist'." A wink and she's gone, hustling ass to rejoin the crew before more hell breaks loose in there when the girl gets herself free.
How will any escaping prisoners get DOWN from the train? Well...that's their dilemma to figure out. Maybe there's an engineer among their dirty ranks that can reboot the train's fried circuits.
