Log:Resistance: Boarding the Vontoor 3

Boarding the Vontoor 3

OOC Date: August 27, 2018
Location: Tion System
Participants: The Resistance, Ektor, Devii, Jessika Pava, Nova Korell, Rey

The Vontor 3 drifts in a slow, helpless spin, its engines and quintet of cannon turrets dark and powerless. The bulbous forward compartment of the Xiytiar freighter is where the airlock lies and thus when the Felicity is called in, that is where the space limo glides. A quartet of starfighters circle the crippled freighter, avoiding the spreading debris left by the detonation of the Ghtroc gunship.

<<Arright, so deep scan says six Weequay, one Klatoonian- ...Kla-Klatooinian? Whatever, one of them and a Nikto. Eight life signs, total; two on the bridge, two in the engine section annnnd last four in the cargo bay, yeah?>> comes the report from Ektor in the lead Starchaser.

Codsworth is flying, which means they were all probably going to die. The R4 unit is pretty good though, not so bad at all, but still the SFC pilots were better. Devii waits by the docking port for when the seal is ready. "Let Raht and Oswyn take the front. Stun setting if you got it. We're trying to get info out of these guys. " He looks to those who have gathered for the boarding, "Good luck... all of you. Watch each others backs."

Checking her gear, Nova listens to the comms from her post behind the yacht's front seats. "Sounds like it'll be a pretty warm reception, depending on where we board," she says casually, checking her rifle's settings.

With the Felicity on boarding operations, Jessika adopts a patrol pattern around the disabled shuttle. Sensors extended to maximum, she glances at the scans to check that they're still alone and no one else is suddenly joining the party. <<Outrider to Boarding Team. We're in a support pattern around the freighter. Let us know if you need a friendly tap on the nose. Maybe you'll get these guys to turn themselves over without a fight.>> Jessika's voice doesn't sound very convinced, but caught between the barrels of a few blasters and the vacuum of the void, the crew of the Vontoor 3 might be reassessing their priorities in life. "Leebo, watch the scanners." Relegating the task to her first mate, Jessika scans for a visual of Ektor's Starchaser, but stays ready to engage any targets that might show up for a fight.

Rey stands off to the side with her hood back and her hands folded in front of her lap. She's staring out the viewport toward the ship that they're on approach vector to and she lets her eyes sweep over to the others as they speak. "This hopefully won't be that difficult, nor... messy." She softly adds in a side comment along with the rest. When she hears Jess' voice over the comms she looks to the scanners to see wehre the Outrider is, but she notices outside the viewport instead and watches the YT-ship moving along its own course. Rey puts her eyes back forward again and lowers her chin a little. "Ready to go." She quietly says.

The airlock leads directly into the main cargo hold, only dimly lit by auxiliary lighting. Much of the main hold has been converted into a sprawling living area. A dozen rooms, chambers, tents, and shacks of various permanence are spread around the cavernous chamber, still leaving the bulk of space for storage of ill-gotten gains. Various clues like scattered trash, and a holoprojector indicate the space to be more of a permanent residence than a temporary crew quarters. A armory workbench is installed along one bulkhead. Beside the holoprojector, a crate of holovids has been broken open, but otherwise, most crates sit untouched. There is no immediate hail of blaster fire to greet the boarders, though a lumbering load-lifter droid half turns to swivel its 'eye' toward the newcomers, a simple "Gronk. Donk," grated out.

Devii takes the lead behind her droids, Raht and Oswyn. One is a Hunter Trainer, the other a Mar X Exocutioner but both are outfitted with powerful G1 stun rifles. "Keep your eyes open boys. Especially for traps." They give their affirmatives in robotic toned basic before continuing on. Devii keeps her own orange eyes open, seeing if she can see anything, along with her natural echolocation, her hearing a finer tool than her sight.

Nova follows behind the Lieutenant, sweeping the cargo bay with her own eyes. She frowns puzzledly at the residential mess in the bay. "Strange way to live. Think they cleared out? I don't see anything besides the droid," she says softly, bringing her rifle to low ready.

Rey is the last to enter the area with the others ahead of her and she keeps her hands at her sides while she listens and scans the area, she steps past some of the debris and... enviromental bits about them and she takes up a flanking spot on the left side of the others with her.

After a second of pause, the young woman reaches for her belt and she pulls up the silver cylinder of her lightsaber. She looks to Devii specifically. "They're coming." She says to her.

Rey moves into a position where she can hopefully gain some surprise on those that are intending to ambush them.

No traps await the boarders, at least not of the mechanical variety. An amateurish ambush was thrown together, but robbed of surprise it turns into a shout of, "NOW," followed by a quartet of pirates (3 Weequay, and a dark green Nikto) with pistols coming out of concealment to open fire wildly on the intruders.

Devii say them comming, especially with Rey's warning and leveled her blaster, "Surrender now or..." And they were pulling weapons so automatically the LT starts to fire the blue bots towards their targets, all the while avoiding hitting Raht and Oswyn. Both standing there looking mean.

"So much for yelling 'surprise'," Nova mutters, ducking into cover and opening fire on the one with the big mouth. She stuns him into submission and shifts her aim, smacking the one next to him. "I count four!"

When the fighting breaks out, Rey is off to the left of the Resistance soldiers and she's watching the four incoming enemies burst into the room with their unfortunately failed surprise attempt. When the others open fire, Rey sees the situation going south fast so she steps out into the open and reaches out with her free hand toward the three individuals who're still standing and not blasted to smoldering hell by Resistance fire, she draws upon her connection to the Force, she focuses it upon the weapons in their attackers hand and she unleashes the power to sweep their blasters from their grips... and it works, the three foes still in the fight all find themselves suddenly without offensive tools!

The blasters clatter against the ground and roll toward the Resistance soldier's feet. Rey lifts up her lightsaber and presses her thumb against the activation button, eyeing their would-be-attackers as the bright blue beam of her saber casts a sky hued light across her face.

Raht levels his own stunrifle and lets a blast fly but it dosn't hit anything. Oswyn is a little slow on the uptake but notices the boss and others start firind. He looks ominious in a bit of red light, his treded tank like tracks moving forwards and a Vibro-ax spinning on one arm and the stun rifle lowers and ready at the other. "Exterminate.... EXTERMINATE!" He shouts in a grated mechanical basic.

Pirates by trade, but hardly the sort with death in their eyes and durasteel in their spines. Devii's fusillade caused one to duck back into cover without returning fire, while Nove drops one outright, with another crawling back for cover. The remaining pirate stands to fire, just as the blaster is pulled from his grip, joined promptly by the others. Outnumbered, against the âForce Witch!â and a screeching, vibroaxe wielding evil murderbot? Weequay eyes widen in leathery faces, and two flee, as fast as they can. âKriff this!â A wordless scream from the wounded and disarmed one.

Devii is able to get a bit more focus as her droids move in and spread out a bit. When they send the team running by the fear that both Oswyn and Rey instill in them, Devii see's a chance to take the ones running away out as they're in the open now. Two shots. One to one runner, one on the bulkhead between them, and another on the other runner. "Surrender and you will not be harmed! You will be quartered and given food and shelter!" She announces with a bit of hope. Meanwhile Oswyn is still just belting out Exterminate at the top of his robot lungs.

Nodding to Rey with a faint smile, Nova moves to secure the stunned one on the deck. "Oh, don't be such a big baby! You decided to ambush us, you knew what might happen," she chides as she works. She does inject painkiller, though.

Rey's lightsaber is deactivated again and returned to her side, though she keeps it in her left hand. She approaches the injured individual on the ground and she crouches beside him as the others move past. Rey's free hand is laid upon his shoulder and she raises her dark brows while she speaks to him. "Sometimes, its best just to surrender." She tells him, and through the Force she searches for his pain and deadens it, he's still injured and won't be able to move easily still. "Stay here, don't move... you'll hurt yourself worse." And with that said, Rey stands up again and she starts to walk forward to rejoin the others, glancing back over her shoulder a moment before looking further on ahead... keeping up the rear is generally always her plan of action in these fights.

Raht starts to move forward and secure prisoners with Nova. Picking up and rounding up the stunned ones while Oswyn is guarding the corridor into where they are. "Once they're loaded up on the Limo let's press on." Says Devii, "And Oswyn... no more talking, yeah?"

"Extermin.... Afirmative!"

The still conscious (and now mercifully less pained) Weequay quiets down when scolded, but only starts to settle at the painkiller. The leathery spacer mumbles to Nova as he's bound up, unresisting, "This... has never happened, before, actually. Who are you people? What are you even doing here? The Tion can't afford people like you.."

"Who said they had to buy us?" Nova replies scornfully, moving to pull the spacer to his feet. "We're the altruistic kind."

Devii nods to Nova, "Yeah we don't do it for the money..." She pauses, "Okay I do it for the money... they don't." She turns to head up where Oswyn is and take a look down the hall. "Let me know when they're secure Nova and we can clear the rest of this crap shoot out."

When the Weequay asks that question, Rey once more looks back over her shoulder toward him but she doesn't answer him. No instead she just continues to follow after the others and listen to them speak, she keeps her senses primed though and the Force at her, she occassionally even closes her eyes completely while she walks and her lightsaber is heled in front of her now with both of her hands holding it horizontally across her lap, in a state of meditative walk behind the Resistance troopers.

Oswyn starts to roll down the Hallway and Devii is literally using the gladitor droid as a shield, her pistol out at the ready as they slowly head down.

As they go, the pirate treasures are far from treasures. The pilfered cargo is sadly unspectacular: the large majority ate staples of in-system shipping between the moons of Tion: grains, timber, foodstuffs, and alcohol from the lesser moons marked for delivery to Tion 1, and skyhopper parts, computers, and power cores headed back the other way. Scans showed two lives on the bridge, and two in the engine pod. One of the ship's intercoms chatters with a high pitched voice in the Weequay language, which is not answered.

Nova, considering the sensor readings, pauses to check with the group. "I'd suggest the engine pod first. If we get the bridge, the ones aft might try to rig the reactor to blow," she says, looking around at all the faces and indicating the locations on the screen.

Rey comes to a halt beside Nova and she nods once to her before she looks to the others. "We could split up?" She asks then. "I can move to the bridge and see if I can't disable whomever is there, while you guys tend to the engineering section? If we double our efforts, we could likely have this ship locked down in a matter of moments. I feel... two on the bridge." She says after a moment of looking off in that direction, then sweeps her eyes back to the others, the strands of dark brown hair framing her face gently swaying as she turns her head this way and that.

Devii listens to Rey and Nova, "Alright. Nova, take Raht and head aft and clear the engine pod. Rey, come up here with Oswyn and I and we'll clear the front. Nova, once the engine pod is clear head on up to the bridge incase we need reinforcments." she presses something on her datapad, updating the user list for Raht as he comes back in after securing the knocked out pisoners. HE moves to join Nova. Oswyn is still rolling slow ahead towards the bridge.

Nova nods, and turns to the droid. "Guess you're with me, Raht. Follow my lead." She checks the charge on her weapon, then moves slowly and cautiously aft. "Good luck, you all."

The trip to the bridge is shorter, but without the on board turbolift functioning (ship's systems are still ionized) taking an access ladder to the second deck makes it a much slower route than the straight path down the 200 meter dark corridor to the engine pods. Sparks and the stink of ozone prick the nostrils as Nova and her mechanical muscle near their destination, as the pirate engineer and his sidekick are trying to re-start the power core. Just as the frantic workers come into sight, the Klatooinian barks, "Throw me the blaster, now!" It will be a fight, rather than a clean takedown.

At the fore, the Vontor 3's bridge is sealed off behind a blast door. There's the subtle way, or the direct way through.

Cursing softly, Nova hits the doorjamb, using it for cover. "Hit 'em, Raht!" she snaps, opening fire on the Klatooinan. She manages to hit him once as he fires in turn. "Surrender now and I'll forget that you just tried to kill me!"

Rey approaches the bridge blast door and she taps on the release. She hisses softly. "Its locked." And she steps aside then. "I can probably either open by digging into the bulkhead and removing the locking mechanisms power flow regulator, or I could cut my way through with..." She glances down at her saber. "But both of those will take a bit of time and it'll alert them that we're coming, which might make them panick even further than they likely already are." She then looks back to Devii. "What would you suggest?"

Devii looks to Rey a moment and bites her blackish bottome lip, "I dunno... herm... wait... I got it!" She checks her Datapad and nods. "Oswyn can breach this door. Usually Lyn is way better at this but Oswyn has some skill." She clears her throat... "Oswyn... breach this blast door... or something."

The droids garbles through his vocord, "Affirmative!!!" They can probably hear him on the other side.

Devii tugs REy by her robs in order to get her to move back as Oswyn goes about setting the breach charge.

Raht is really sneaky, he was made to be that way and so the only one the Kloot knows about is Nova as they start to scuffle. Upon the order to Fire, the droid pops out and send a lound WOMP with the stun rifle, missing and blasing charge against the bulkhead. "LISTEN TO MOONBEAM!" IT says in that loud robotic monotone. THe Hunter Trainer series was tall creeping looking and so it towered over even the Kloot.

The Klatooinian engineer ducks back out of sight after trading volleys with Nova goes badly for him, barely clinging to consciousness. Her demand, underscored by pain and looming droid, get a grudging, "Stop shooting.." followed by a blaster pistol being slid out into the corridor toward Nova, followed by hands being raised. "Core's dead, anyway." Further words are muttered in the alien's native growling language, but the fight is over in the engine room.

The shaped charge detonates at the weak points of the segmented blast door, granting the fore party access to the bridge. The final two members of the crew have taken cover- a Weequay female aims a pistol from around the captain's chair, while another Weequay has huddled into the scant cover afforded by a bulkhead. In a none too convincing bid to delay the assault, the woman fires a warning shot into the ruined blast door, and hollers, "Sure you want to chance this? Den Giray will be back any minute and you will be full bantha kriffed, then!"

"On the ground, /now/!" Nova snaps, covering the Klat and his pals. "I'll only say it once." She edges around the doorway, gesturing for the droid to cover her as she gets out the zip-cuffs.

The smoke looms on the bridge and the threat from the two there goes unanswered. There is a mehanicals sound as tank like tracks start to move. The door is pries pen by mechanical arms as in comes the horrifying figure of Oswyn. It looks around with it's glowing red eyes. "Den Giray will be EXTERMINATED!" It raises the stun rifle an levels it flat at the the two while the vibro ax starts to spin again on the other weapon rotater.

Devii steps in then with her own pistol leveled. "OSwyn... geez... Sorry, he's got a limitd vocabulary. Listen ost your guys hve given up. Just come with us, yeah?" She isn't about to ask again.

The engineer and his sidekicks follow the harsh orders, the Klatooinian wondering gruffly of Nova as he complies, looking up from the ground to eye the human, "Which cartel?"

On the bridge, Oswyn's entrance gets a pair of shouts, as the Weequary behins the captain's chair shrieks, "What kind of war droid poodu is this??" Apparentl Galactic Standard lacks sufficient expletives, as she lapses into her own language to add several more blistering curses as she throws her pistol down and just stares at Devii. "Not fair."

"The Party Pooper cartel," Nova replies sarcastically. She restrains the Klat first, then moves on to his pals. "We clean the spaceways of all kinds of trash. You're just the latest." She toggles the comlink on. "Greenie, this is Moonbeam. Engineering is secure. Need any help up there?"

Devii comes in over the comms, "Nah, Moonbeam. We got it. Secure your prisoner. We'll meet back on the ship then blow this sucker." She looks back to the two who have surrendered. "What you ant ever see a rich bith and her droids before. Come on, let's go. Got a hot meal for you back on my ship. C'mon..." She seems pretty chill for someone who's taking them captive.