Log:The Shadowport: Crate Expectations

Honestly why didn't Yan clean anything up? He's had two years!

OOC Date: April 4, 2019
Location: The BWC-HF-001
Participants: The Shadowport: Liz'diot, Kaelyn, Tylin Creel, Eriu Jynx, Rip Recker, with special guest Sapphira ...?, and Zhu Yan as GM

The short story: Liz grows facial hair, Kaelyn gets some fans, Tylin presses a button, Eriu closes a door, Rip performs pest control, Sapphira's drink gets spiked, Yan has a panic attack.

The long story: The BWC-HF-001, a floating criss-crossy mass of hallways, containers, and a great big hangar, also some engines, was in need of a good clean-out in order for it to become the Shadowport everyone envisaged. Right now it was basically a mobile warehouse. A dark, creepy warehouse full of untold horrors and lack of maintenance. It was rusty, it was dark, it was ominous, and it was dodgy. And, like most dodgy warehouses, the contents hadn't been examined for some time.

That changed today.

"Okay guys," was the echoing voice through the internal PA system. Zhu Yan, being Zhu Yan, didn't dare dirty his jacket by going down and opening up crates, it was beneath him. Or, more accurately, he had a holomap up on the bridge hooked into the PA system so he could guide the motley crue of reprobates through the ship without pulling a Kisaiya and getting lost. "Most of the edge-bound containers haven't been touched in years, so I don't know what's in there. We need to crack them open, possibly space them if they're no good or full of sithspit that would take forever to clean out. So when you find a crate and crack it open, mark it as 'Keep' if you think it's worth holding on to, or 'Toss' if it's not." There was a pause from the voice across the PA followed by what sounded like paper shuffling a little bit. Who used paper in this day and age? "I've opened... a lot of the ones hangar-ward so you'll need to go in a bit deeper to see what's there." Wow, Yan, throwing them straight into the thick of things.

The Walkways were a twisty maze of endless passages, all alike. Dank, musty, badly lit, and with incomprehensible scrawlings in faded marker on the bulkheads of intersections to serve as incoherent reminders of where one had been (thanks Kisa), they looked like something out of a horror holofilm. The walkways stretched to the left and right, out of sight, with endless doors of blinking red lights, the universal I'M LOCKED symbol. Around the edges, and further in. That's where Yan had asked them to start. Slightly contradictory. Yeah.


Somehow Sapphira has gotten roped into this. She said she's come look at the engines, now here she is. She's wearing her leather jacket, a long, loose purple tank top, grey leggings and boots. Along with, you know, weapons. No reason. Her bright red hair is pulled back in a braid. She has a bottle of Fizzyglug with her, which she opens (without the telltale crack indicating it was previously sealed) to take a swig as she walks. Then she spits it out, spraying the floor with this. She'll pause in her progression, looking up toward the PA system. It's like she's talking to some higher being. But it's just Yan.

"You kriffin' sithspit," she growls upward, doing everything but shaking her first in his general direction. "I set these sodas aside for me. /Why/ did you mix them with alcohol? You know I've been dry for months at this point! I'm sick of going thirsty while I'm here!" Growl, possible foot stomp, grumble. She recaps the soda and sets it on one of the crates, turning a corner to an area where the man of the house had indicated they should start. "Alright," she slaps a crate with a gloved hand. "Anyone wanna hack the locks or should we just start busting?"


Kae waggles her arms and calls out "I already cleaned out Engineering and some of the surrounding areas, and the observation deck and repaired the bridge!" She also replaced most of the decking in those areas too, so instead of dark, darkly lit decking, bulkheads and wall plates, they're off white and reflect light quite nicely... Kae oooohs "Sooo yeaaaah, I can just start flushing allllll the boxes right?"S he says cheerfully. Yeah, Kae's mode of cleaning, forget value, just flush... As she pauses near a flower symbol and a stick loth cat, she poses "Ooh Ooh, This is the best Kisa's done on this ship!" She calls out, waggling her arms in the air now... She then spins around and looks curiously, before picking out a random locked door and poking at it "Thiiiissss oooooonnnneeee!" She says happily... "It's a straight shot to the hangar!"

Kae then ooohs and tilts her head trying to peer in now... "Yup this one, we can clean out this one! Make maybe an office for it, put some sensor showing equipment and make a great CAG place..." She then pauses and looks at Sap.. Kae unhooks her backpack, she's got a big one, tugs a soda out and hands it to the other. "Prepared!"


Sitting on the ramp of her ship, Ty looks up, cause that's where the voice is coming from, and with a tilt to her head listens. "Great," she mutters. Bet there are some really foul old food containers in there somewhere. Won't that be lovely." She gives her datapad a quick check, the glow of the screen illuminating her face briefly before it's turned off. A quick inspection of her satchel, everything is right where it should be. Standing she dusts of her hands. "Mechanical locks, meh. But any electrical locks I got it." she comments.


Jynx has been here for a few of the crates being cracked open near the hangar but nothing more. Now she's sticking close to Rip for the moment - Hapan's eyes are worth nothing in the dim lighting and already she is squinting to try to make out minute details as her hand gives a thoughtful tug to her auburn ponytail. She pulls up the little spotlight she brought as it hangs from her belt to click it on. It swings back down to her side helping through extra light about s she looks a little more relieved and a little less squinty. As voices echo off the crates and down the walkways, Jynx arches a brow at the talkative types.

She asides to Rip at least if not the group at large, "Yan is sitting pretty cushy up there in his tower." She glances up and around for the PA speakers before adjusts the straps of her backpack.


If Rip was going to be cleaning out some old drek, he was going to do it in clothing he didn't give a kriff about. He's wearing a Corellian swoop suit, and it hugs his legs, accentuating the shape of a firm behind with the word 'JU' on one cheek, and 'CY' on the other. Of course it's vibrant, distinctive, and is topped with a stylish duster and tall boots. Rip seems unamused, at best, but willing to help with the project in order to develop this Shadowport. The aside from EJ earns a handsome smirk from the tall smuggler, who stoops slightly to light his smoke. "Well, them crates ain't gonna clean themselves, people. Let's find some doors to open, yeah?"


"Because soda on its own is terrible! I thought they were a welcome gift!" was the protesting, extremely pretty (not) voice over the PA. Clearly Yan had made some assumptions here, which honestly is unsurprising. "I'll buy you some later. Crack some crates!" Priorities.

The locks on the crates were, thankfully, consistent. And oddly pliable to both approaches! Mechanical keypads held large bolts in place for those who wanted to hack or saw their way through. The doors themselves were huge bulkhead things that slid out to the left (from those looking inwards) with no windows. Spaceproof, but scary. The group was currently conservatively close to 'known territory', with a straight shot to the hangar being near where Yan had already scoped out. Kaelyn's crate gave a distinctive BEEP of locked-ness, meaning either some electrical shenanigans, electronic shenanigans or a great big vibro-ax were gonna be needed to get the blasted thing open.

Aside from the group's chatter, all was silent, with only the faint humming of the deck plates for company. All the paths into the ship look equally well traveled so you're not gonna be able to rely on poetry to get you through this one.


"BUY SOME PURIFIED WATER YOU CHEAPSKATE!" It's like an old married couple, Sapphira and that P.A. system. She comes up on Kaelyn's other side to peer at the lock, tapping at the screen to see it light up and beep asking for a passcode. Those bright greens flick to Tylin, who she had met in the past ... but that past might as well be another life at this point it seems so far back. More of an 'I've seen you before and I'm gonna pretend like I remember where from' kind of acquaintance. "After you," she encourages the other woman, who'd spoken about being able to open such locks.

Turning away from the electric lock that she can't do anything about (seriously gurl you need some slicing skills), Sapphira turns to another crate that looks much more appropriate for a luddite like her. Raising her knee toward her chest, Sapphira simultaneously bends down to draw a long knife from her boot and, with sudden force, jams it into the lock to try and jimmy it open. The lock gives, but the bolts remain tight.


With datapad in hand, Ty makes her way towards the containers and slightly veers over to where Kae is at. "No problem," she says as she nears the lock device with her eyes firmly focused on it. She places her modified datapad near it, snaking a cable over to a small port on the device. And then, after a series of displays the lock clicks. "There, open. Took longer than it should have though."


Kae is peering at the thing and first well,s he tries to bypass the code well via code, ie slicing or hacking. Neeext she tilts her head and fiddles with the lock... It still doesn't open.. Kae blinks... She taps her chin, then she flails, and runs off, coming back with a small module, or computer? no it's a datapad, an old one and she's got several. Kae shrugs and actually removes the console, plugs in the datapad to the outputs and inputs of the console, then hits her own code, opening the datapad... It also sends an ok, open signal to the door's locks too...

Kae grins a bit and waggles her arms "Doot dee doooot... "she says cheerfully as the doors open... She grins again and does it to another nearby door.. "Doot deet doot...." The other door opens and Kae calls out "Yaaay! Next step was this!" She holds up a really, really really big hydrospanner....


Glancing as they all seem to be trying their hand Jynx is not above doing so as well. She pauses though as she glances up at Rip and considers his suit, his duster keeping most of its illustrious cut from view. She hrms briefly at him, smirk quirking her lips as she steps up to the one he tapped his hand to and gives a look over the lock panel. She begins feeding through the screen and giving a thorough study before she manages to key in a passcode that is the manufacturer's reset code and then steps back.

"Open. Okay not going in, I am blind as it is. Rip?" She offers him the honor as she steps aside and pulls at the strap of her pack on her back.


From the confines of his coat, Rip produces a small flashlight and clicks it on. Its beam is angled from facing toward the ground to shining into the container EJ has managed to open. His other hand rests on the grip of a CM Series III blaster, whose holster strap was already unfastened which left the weapon ready to be pulled at the first sign of danger. A smoke hangs between Rip's lips, positioned near one corner of his mouth, and his goggles are in place, protecting his eyes from dust and other nefarious nasties that could be summoned from container diving. "Well, let's see what we have...." So far, uneventful.


TYLIN:
Behind the door, in the gloom, is comm gear. A lot of comm gear all in varying states of disrepair. Most of it was actual trash, some of it was hooked in but unpowered, and up in the back of the not-lit-at-all container was a flashing red light, coming from the only powered unit in the room.

KAELYN:
THE SMELL. OH GOD THE SMELL. This crate is a brig. /Was/ a brig. And seeing as it hadn't been opened in a couple of years, hadn't been cleaned out, there was a bit more than just a dead Baragwin inside. Two corpses, humanoid, desiccated, were locked in a cage at the back of the room, most of their possessions rotting away on the floor outside said cage.

SAPPHIRA:
You're terrible, go home.

RIP AND ERIU:
This room is mostly cardboard boxes. Who uses cardboard in space? A cursory glance reveals foodstuffs, preserved and ready for consumption with expiry dates somewhere actually in the future! How cool! Of course, there's a faint and likely completely harmless rustling sound from up the back.

"Uh, guys? Check in, what have you got in there?" asked the PA voice with an uncomfortable mixture of curiosity and apprehension.


Sapphira groans, still focused with her own box. "Kriffin' thing," she mutters, forcing the knife back into the lock. This time, instead of trying to force it open, she slowly turns the tumbler so that it locks safely shut again. "Well that's not gonna work. Hey, anybody else smell something weird?" the redhead asks, tucking her knife back in her boot as she considers the problem in front of her. Then, from under her jacket, comes a blaster. She takes a few steps back, casually lifts, and fires. It's only after the sound bounces through the hanger that she realizes she forgot to warn those around her of what she was about to do. She peers at those other faces, smiling sheepishly. "Sorry..." But the lock is no more, and so Sapphira walks over, waving off some smoke as she goes to yank the door open before the molten metal cools itself shut.


Kae blinks a few times, she's wearing her helmet at least so filtered and all the smell isn't toooo baaaad.. But it's still stale... Kae tilts her head "I found the briiiiiig!" She calls out, then steps out long enough to take out two red spheres, these are large, and reads 'Decon' on them.. Yup they're decontamination bombs, something one uses to remove bacteria and other biological dead material for easy cleanup...

Kae hits the button on both sphere sand tosses one into the back of the brig, and one near the door, before she closes the door back... There's a couple bwoomps and well the spheres do their thing.... "Gotta give that a lil time to do work and go back in there later." She says cheerfully. As Kae then adds "Ooh.." She gets on the intercom "Found your brig Yaaaan, I put two decon bombs in there, it'll be an hour or so before they do their job... Then I can send the droids in to clean up the rest!"

Kae then glances around curiously and looks for another door to another container.... She points at a few "Umm doot dee dooooot....." She hums to her self and picks one seemingly at random before starting to fiddle with the lock... Kae's humming a bit as she first tries a computer bypass of it, then if that fails she'll up to a mechanical, and of course if that fails, she'll bypass to a datapad....


Blinking and then as if she had died and gone to heaven, Ty's eyes light up upon seeing the "Electronics!" she nearly squeals. She scans the contents, slowly, even using a toe of her boot to turn some over. As she checks out, moving deeper into the container, stopping now and then to pick up a piece before tossing it over her shoulder to crash into other junk. A pause. "Lights, well light. I got a light." Red might mean stop but it draws Ty further in. Even stumbling over some bits and parts as she fights her way to the back. To the source of the glorious red light.

Even with her focus on the red glow she can smell the brig stench "Gawd, what is that," but she hears Kae and shakes her head "That stinks! Close the door!" An arm is brought up to cover her nose as she tries not to gag.


Thank goodness for people who have normal eyesight. Jynx is right behind Rip when he steps inside and she shines the light on her hip about to offer more illumination. Her hand reaches into one of the boxes and comes away with canned goods, slowly rotating it to let out a soft HEH! "Well we found food!" Her voice echoes off the inside fo the metal storage locker and then she starts to dig around, lifting on her toes to see.

She nearly misses the rustling but pauses then, head tilting as she looks to Rip - rather the outline of him. "Did you hear that?" She asks of him while stepping sideways and flashing her light about slowly to try to ferret out the sound. A hand slips to one of her throwing knives and pulls it free.


No, he didn't hear /that/. His ears are still ringing from the intercom going off near the enclosed storage container. When EJ turns back to him, he's still trying to figure out what he's seeing besides food and other perishables. "HEAR WHAT?" He asks, not entirely aware that he's speaking over the ringing in his ears.


SAPPHIRA SAPPHIRA: Folded up and idle inside is an Imperial-era Probe Droid, taking up most of the container. Damn things are huge in real life, all legs and claws and rotating flat bits. Thankfully, this one is idle, and in remarkably good shape. Would either make a pretty penny on the black market or be disassembled for parts. Neato!

TYLIN:
That red light is hypnotizing, isn't it? As Tylin approaches the only operating terminal, a small display nearby becomes visible, formerly hidden behind another dark piece of busted machinery. The screen glowed black like a holoscreen with no input, but rather than simply being idle some system-grade green text is written across it in primitive font.
[ONE (1) MESSAGE RECEIVED. PLAY NOW? Y/N]

RIP AND ERIU:
Something is definitely alive in here, rummaging in the perishables. First it's left, then it's right, then suddenly a small dark rodent of some description shoots across the floor from one end of the container to another, weaving between legs and limbs!

THE BRIG:
Sealed off from outside contact, thank gawd.

KAELYN:
Best for last, right? The slagged door slid open uncooperative and Kae found herself in a cargo crate with a bunch of brown skeleton looking droids folded into cubes. There were... it was very hard to tell, what with there being zero light in this container. One of the droids, near the front, had some yellow markings. When the light hit them, every single one of them whirred quietly, once.


"Yeah, it's where we're gonna put you after we overthrow the ship. Hey you don't want this thing, do you?" Sapphira says to the PA as she dives into her own crate and the Imperial Probe Droid. "I could think of ... well at least ten good uses for this, and that's before we start looking to sell it," the redhead points out. For now she's busy playing with her own new toy. Er, Yan's new toy. Maybe. Negotiations are ongoing.


Kae peers into the container and looks around... "Oooooooohhhhhhhh..." She can be heard over the comms... A short while later there's a loud squee as one of them whirs.. "Yaaaay! Droids! They're all folded up, racks of droids! Lots of em! Yaaay!" she calls out cheerfully... There's a few clunks and a thud and well Kae's well hugging one of them tightly.. "yaaay!" someone had probably better get her out of there....


Everyone else is finding interesting and useful things - not that food isn't but that rustling..well she heard it until Rip BOOMS his voice over the ringing in his ears. She winces and glances up at him as if to say 'shush'. This provides enough distraction along with the her poor eyesight for the creature to suddenly rush them. Jynx does not see it but rather feels the unknown entity and lets out a startled cry! "OHGOODNESSWHATISTHAT?!" she jumbles out and instead of jumping around and trying to climb things to get away she manages to keep her cool enough to just prance from foot to foot in and effort to keep the thing from touching her. "It's been in here forever!" Her voice rings inside the container.


"Huh. Decisions, decisions," Ty says as she rubs one hand into the other. "Well, either we will all go boom and die a horrible death or we will never know what the message is. Death," she says with her hands out to the sides as if weighing the decision "or read the message?" She grins and as her finger nears the Y key, she shuts her eyes and quickly presses the key with a jab. Then backs up, because being inches away just might save her life from the possible explosion.


The movement is what gave the critter away, not the sound. EJ was not very helpful except when the bloated ranat tried to move by her, prancing feet made it stop to alter its course. Rip draws his blaster from his hip and fires a blinding blue bolt with an equally disorienting discharge sound. The ranat is hit hard and sent flying from where it was shot (between EJ's feet). It struck the far wall with a thunk and landed on the ground, the flash frozen spot where the bolt hit steaming. "DID I GET IT?" Rip yells, unable to see past EJ, or in general now, his eyes are adjusting because of the bright blue laser bolt fired seconds before.


SAPPHIRA:
"What do you mean, 'this thing'? Look you guys are being really quiet in there," came Yan's voice, "so Sap I gotta ask, what did you find. Holocams aren't installed in here by default, you know! Is it valuable? Am I gonna"...

KAELYN:
Good for you. Read further down.

TYLIN:
"You bastards!" exploded the voice from the comm system, deafeningly loud in the outrageously quiet room. Tylin was almost on the mark. There was a metaphoical boom. "We give you everything, EVERYTHING, and you destroy my home, take my family, and have the nerve to ask for more! For your drop pod expenses!" There was a loud cry of staticky anger from the recording, the kind of a man equal parts in despair and frustrated by sheer thoughtless evil, followed by, "I'm going to kill you, Harlan! I'm coming for you! You haven't seen the last of me!" The recording trailed off into nothi...

RIP AND ERIU:
The ranat, at last seeing FREEDOM from its well stocked prison, promptly legged it! It would have escaped, it was so close, so very close, if not for Rip Recker, Vector Control. The blaster bolt caught it in the back, frying its nervous system (stun or not, fatal) and leaving a steaming mess on the container floor. Someone had better tell Kae to get one of those decon b...

...the whirring of the B1 Battle Droids in Kaelyn's container reached an uncomfortable level, and they began to unfold. Unclamping their arms from around their legs, they straightened up to their full, skeletal height simultaneously. Except for the one Kae was hugging. That one stayed forcibly on the ground, legs groaning in mechanical agony as it was prevented from reaching its full height.

When their heads popped out from their chest cavities, every single one of them simultaneously withdrew a C-5 Blaster from its back.

And every single one of them turned to face Kaelyn.


"WHAT IS ALL THIS NOISE. DON'T YOU KNOW A FIFTH DIMENSIONAL BEING IS TRYING TO WOR-" Comes the shrill voice of Liz as his Hoverchair 'thhhhppptttsss into the hanger from the other areas of the ship. If that chair had wheels, they'd screech as he stopped. His mop wig jiggles, some of the strands falling over his bulbous black eyes and cracked white slimey skin. There is a pause as he takes in the sight of the B1s... Then he begins to laugh, "HAH, HAH HAH HAH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. FOOLS. FETTED FOOLS. AHAHAHAHAHA"


"What? You don't have cams down here? That's like ... security 101." Sapphira slams the door to the crate then, now that the metal of hte lock has cooled so it won't reseal. "Nah, just some junk," she lies in such a way as to make Yan proud, if he figures out that she's lying. It's about that time that Rip lets one rip (haha guys did you see what I did there) and blows away the ranat. The sound and sight of the bright blue blaster bolt has Sapphira's own weapon finding it's place between her gloved hands again. That's probably for the best, as the B1 Battle Droids begin to unload and stand at attention. Still, she doesn't raise the blaster, but keeps it at the ready. Maybe they're just presenting themselves to their new masters? Maybe it'll all be okay. "Kaelyn let go of that thing and step back," the redhead says in a short tone that wants to be an order but that just falls short. The sounds of Liz causes Sapphira to glance behind her once, grinning at the sight of the floating Bith. "Might want to stand back there, hero," she warns, more good-naturedly.


Kae blinks and sees ALLLL the B1's... She lets go of the one that's making groaning noises and looks up to them all from a seated position. "Oooh hey guys! Soo state function and designation?" She says cheerfully, before standing up... "If none stated, I'd kind of like you guys to start helping out here on this ship... We need guards and stuff for us while we're searching through the containers on this vessel for everyone's protection... Sooo if yer up to it, a protection assignment maybe? Then maybe ya'll can help with security in the future!" Yes Kae's treating these like droids one would just go out and buy!

Poor girl doesn't know any better...


Still self contained in their own container, Jynx stares at the fading outline of the smoking corpse of the Ranat. "Yes RIP! STOP YELLING!" She yells right back. The Hapan takes a step back and turns on foot. "Let's move on," she urges him and starts to step back out onto the catwalk, rolling a shoulder back as she finally senses something off and notes a sound. "Rip..." her voice trails off and she starts to move closer as well and then just STOPS. She is not fool and she has nothing really that will do a lot of damage to droids. She glances from Sapphira to Kaelyn and rests her hand upon the Bryar at her side before giving Liz a slight side glance.


"Jeez," Ty exclaims as she covers her ears as the voice booms out of the terminal. "So rude, and loud. Harlan, Harlan, huh." It is then she hears the blaster fire and then Kae and the whir of the droids. "Yea, not good," she mutters as she draws her DL and just before leaving her container to go help Kae she wags a finger at the terminal "Don't go anywhere. I'll be back." A stern look as if that helps. Then it's out of the container, first peering out the edge to makes sure there isn't anything ready to shoot her.


Moving from the food container, Rip follows after EJ and pauses when she does. His hearing is just coming back, and he was going through the ritual of sliding his blaster home when he realized that it might be a bad idea. "Well, this is ominous.." A look toward Liz from the rest and he motions. "Your worshipfulness, you may want to move your hover chariot before you get blasted back to the fifth dimension, or where ever the kriff you said you're from." The Corellian spits his smoke out and steps on it, preparing for a good fire fight!


"Unauthorizedpresencedetected," blurted out one of the droids up the front.

"terrRRrrminate," droned out the one with yellow markings near the far end of the container.

"Rogerroger," was the absolute gaggle of responses. The time between the intent to kill and the levelling of blasters, uncountable in number, towards the overly excitable but not exceptionally nimble Sephi gave her time to escape.

Then there was noise. An ungodly barrage of blasterfire into the reinforced wall of the storage container where Kaelyn once was, a couple tracking their fire to introduce some bolts out the door and against the opposite wall. An ozone cloud formed immediately, stinking and stinging eyes and pouring out of the container.

Then came the droids. Clank clank clank clank clank. The first four, marching out into the walkways unimpeded by smoke, smell, noise, or having to stand the hell up. Seriously if it were Yan his knees would have burst. From within the container was the sound of another droid. "fiiIIiind them!"


"Kaelyn. G'back. C'mon girl," Sapphira coaxes, even going so far as to whistle as though Kaelyn were a space-cat or some other creature. But then the room is filled with the sound of blasters, enough that it makes even Sapphira jump. Of course, it's only four blasters, and while they're going off a lot it's really the echo of this place that makes it loud. "Dammit Yan," the redhead cusses, lifting her blaster to squeeze off a few rounds. One emblazens a black scar across the nearest-to-Kaelyn droid's chest, but the skinny limbs make for harder targets. "Get behind me!" the redhead hollars to Kaelyn.


Liz just keeps laughing, "You wish for me to find cover. Hah! Perhaps it is you all who need to find cover... INDEED." The Bith pulls out a Datapad, his chair moving slightly as blaster bolts wizz past. His long white fingers tap at the buttons there, "YASSSS. HAH!" With one last tap, he puts the thing away and pulls out a fake mustache from one of his chair's compartments, sticking it just under his nose holes and above his mouth sphyncter. "IT IS I PLEBIAN DROIDS! CREIG DINKLEBERRY, CHIEF SCIENCE OFFICER TO THE NEIMODIAN COUNCIAL. BOW BEFORE ME, YAS!"


Well there's lots of flailing, and now hopping up and down, as Kae's upset "Nonononono! Yer supposed to be Frie.. EEEEK!" She dives aside unceremoneously while flailing some how, her arms moving so fast they're a blurr, legs too.. She also spends some time litterally trying to run in mid air after litterally jumping up, then well runs forward a bit toward cover, and of course trips, and belly flops out of the way of more blaster fire, before skittering sidways, dodging yet more somehow, and somehow ends up on her back near Sap..

"Oh hi, annd I'm sooo not a Loth Cat!!!" she blinsk and more flailing, and well while she's flailing she ends up with a blaster carbine? Wow who'd of thunk it... "I Just have allways wanted a bug-faced battle droids!" She says, more flailing. Then she rolls over and well she's firing blaster rounds, Amazingly enough she cuts loose with 3 rapid fire, if poorly aimed shots, having just well had your heart beat out of your chest while dodging blaster rounds well doesn't make for good aiming.

Kae pauses and peers at her rifle... "Oookaaaaay, never missed that often that bad before..." She mutters... "No fair!!!"


As the droids suddenly open fire Jynx drops the throwing knife and begins to pull out the Bryar from her hip. "Yan should be down here," she rumbles lowly as the motion is made and she takes a side step to ready herself into position and get a large mount of room to be able to shoot and not chance hitting the others though the sudden mustache on Liz and his rather boisterous pronouncement stops her, nearly making Jynx stumble on her own feet and trip forward. She manages to catch herself with a heavy few footfalls forward as more blaster fire is had.


"Yea, this ain't good," Ty says as she barely peers around the edge of the container. Her pistol raises just as Kae fires and as those shots missed she pulls the trigger on her pistol. A charge of blaster fire flies out and strikes the droid, a grin as it shuts down. "Whoo, gotcha!" she says before ducking back under cover.


"Crazy flying freakshow... look out before you get yourself blasted." Rip moves past EJ, and lines up with the other shooters. He had to switch weapons, his Series III was slid home in its holster on his side and a DL-44 was drawn from his shoulder harnessed holster. Taking a close-quarters bilateral shooting stance, Rip fires a hammered pair of red blaster bolts into one droid, sending it crashing backwards; then he fires into another, catching the shoulder of its chassis with a bright spark.


Maybe Yan should be down there! He'd definitely be having a ball shooting the sithspit out of some archaic old droids, murdering his friends or not. But Yan was working frantically on the holoterminal on the bridge. Unused to being in command, his voice was panicked when it blurted out on the PA system. "Okay, okay, there's... holy sithspit there's a lot of droids in that crate." The open door allowed his scans to penetrate the container. "They've got a command signal running through the ship, routed through one commander unit! Kill the commander, or find the signal source. Or... frack it, RUN!"

Maybe running was a good idea. Four more droids emerged from the container, uncaring of the death of two of their comrades. Stomping forward without pause, unrelentingly, the first one fired a shot at Rip (if droids could feel vengeance...), the most dangerous target, whereas the second let out a staticky electronic, "Primarytargetidentified," and let loose a shot at the deckplate next to Kaelyn. It was a tricky shot so of course it missed.

In pursuit of the group, they marched straight past Liz'diot.


Liz starts to laugh, almost in an evil sort of way. But it's hard to take it seriously from such an odd and excentric person. "HAH. HAHAH FOOLS. HAHAHAHAHHAHAH." Choke, cough, sharp inhail. A bit of spiddle runs down his cheek. "Phewie..." He then starts to weave his way through the droid 'army' and towards the crate they are coming from. Stopping there he looks inside. "AHAH! Fetted humans and... What ever sort of sex and murder craved maniac organism Rip is, I have located the signal source. Hah!"


"Aren't you, though?" Sapphira quips back with some seriousness to Kaelyn at the woman's insistance that she's not a loth cat. Sapphira, it seems, is not convinced. She begins a few slow, measured steps back, holding out one arm to encourage Kaelyn to do the same. She fires off two more rounds, this time much more focused and ready. Two headshots, two downed battle droids. Without lowering the weapon, the spy-commando-engineer ejects the spent power pack, drawing another from the pocket of her leather jacket and slapping it into place. "So which one's the leader, boss?" Sapphira calls out to Liz, though her bright greens do not leave the incomming force.


Her pistol remains in her hand as Eriu suddenly rushes forward TOWARDS the storage crate. TOWARDS danger. This means past Rip and out into the open. The Hapan does not stay upright however and instead of remaining a prime target the rest of the way she dives into a forward roll and tucks herself together coming up through it and pushes off her back foot to launch her at the door to the crate and close it. It slams into place and she touches the pad, fumbling a moment in her nervousness trying to it off the flow of droids OUT after them. The keypad beeps at her in complaint and Jynx draws a deep breath and then the panel goes red as the the container locks down and bolts slide and slam into place. "YEEEESSS! Locked em in!" Well the those still inside. Those outside are still fair game.


"Crap, crap, crap," Ty says as she puts her pistol under her arm and brings out her datapad. "Come on, come on," she says frantically as she taps on the screen. "There, Paradox, now to," she falls silent as she continues to work the datapad. Sliding down the inside of the container, her brows knitted up as she works. "Come on! Damn you," she grouses as she continues to work trying to get her ship to connect with Yan's ship's computer.


More flailing as a blaster bolt splashes near her.. Then there's a pause and Kae calls out.. "Waaaugh! I'm sooo nooot a Loth Cat! That's my Sister, that and she's a fruit bat!" She calls out and then the girl fires 3 rounds off in quick succession, now that she's calmed down. She then cuts loose with 3 more blaster bolts, two of the shots from the powerful carbine blowing apart another droid "Ahah! I hit one! Yay!" She calls out and peers at Sap..

Kae even sticks out her tongue... it's not visible though,s he's wearing that h-visored Mandalorian helmet, and considering her armor her antics might be considered mildly comical. Then again, she probably looks a lot like a Clone Trooper scout, except for the armor being obviously tailored for a female... As droid bits fall to the ground Kae then rolls back into cover and points at Sap... "Imma Sephi! soo not a Loth Cat, maybe sometimes a Jawa.. Least that's what Kisa calls me cause well.." Then she calls out loudly "I like droids! yaay, and I want some of those B1 droids, but these ones wont' cooperate, so obviously I can't have em! I still want em though!!!"


There's a trade off and it's Rip who ends up taking the hit, causing his first shot to go feral and spark off one of the bulkheads. He drops to a knee, his the leg shot and unstable at current to remain standing. Recovering enough to open fire, he blasts two more droids and moves backward, trying to get some bearing on what else is happening around him


The bulkhead door abruptly slammed shut as the next four droids tried to walk out. One of the poor dears wasn't so lucky, being caught in the gap and promptly crushed in half. Its head fell out, clunking to the ground in front of EJ and saying, "Taarrrrrgggggeeettt...." as it lost power. There were three metallic thunks as the droids behind failed to process the sudden obstruction and ran into the closed door. Other droids fell victim to Rip and Kaelyn's merciless return fire, and Sapphira's masterful headshot. "Fiiiirrrrriiing." The single one remaining fired again, at Kaelyn, who as being the first person in sight at the time had earned the mantle 'primary target'.

There was quiet. Then there was the faint sound of strange energy from a distance. Or from behind a sealed, soundproofed door.

"Guys I can hear blaster-fire? What the hell is going on down there?!" was the shrill voice over the comms. Yan sounded like he was having a heart attack.

TYLIN:
HACKER DUEL BEGIN. Tylin's attempts to breach the security around the droid brain process was foiled by an AI that had been in this system for quite, quite some time. Holes in its firewalls were quickly patched and new porthack attempts were launched on TC's system in order to shut her down. Her datapad log window blinked, a record of dictionary attacks being reported at blistering speed. Lights flickered through the hallways as the droid brain asserted itself. It fought her with a cruel, meticulous efficiency, without imagination, only sheer brute force.


"WELL, The leader is obviously painted a special colour to identify him. I think it is usually yellow?" Liz is far too busy crawling out of his chair and into the crate where the signal device is. He jacks in his datapad and starts to undercover the things Tylin is seeing. "Ahhh. Gibberish. Who ever came up with this coding language is a FOOL. HAH!" Liz is not a slicer by trade but he knows computers well enough as an engineer and armorer. His own ignorance of course he blames on anyone but himself. "It is of not CONDEQUENCE. However brillaint your design is. I will have to study it in order to power... THE PLANET SMASHER. AHHAHAHA HAHAH. YAS." He presses a few buttons, "Ah, here I come in your back door baby. HAHAH... Hah... HAHAH." He lets out gas. "Fetted..."


"Just redecorating!" Sapphira calls up to the PA system. Nothing to see here. We're all fine here, now. How are you? That kind of thing. "These droids are not your pets," Sapphira tries to reason with the Sephi. "Yan will buy you new pets. Better pets."

There is a brief pause as Liz goes off in his own mental direction, and Sapphira does tear her eyes away from the oncoming threat for just the /briefest/ of 'what the actual f*^@' glances. In a blink, she shifts her eyes back to the problem at hand and pops the head off another droid. "So, uh ... we gonna be good down here?" she asks of the armorer-turned-slicerpath. "Or do we need to fall back?"


"Oh, that's it, it's on," Ty grumbles at her datapad. "You are mine," she continues as her fingers dance over the datapad. In her eyes she is navigating the blocks that are being thrown up as she burrows down, weaving just out of the way at the right time. A huge grin spreads as she nears then, rasing a finger up high and slamming it down "Gotcha! Eat that sucka!"


Jynx' chest is thundering with the race of her heart in her chest with the near encounter with the last droids inside. As the head hits the ground and rolls nearby she takes a step back. The subsequent THUNK THUNK THUNK of the droids she trapped inside the container sound and she lifts her blaster as she takes a few more steps back. She eyes the pad to be sure it's going to stay locked and then turns about to see what chaos still remains - that's how focused she was. As another droid is dropped by Sapphira she lowers her Byrar slowly to point at the ground and lets out a long held breath. She leans then and reaches down to pick up the severed droid head and turns it about. "Hey is this useful to anyone?" Not like she might take it as a trophy or anything.


That sound from behind the door? Blaster fire. It was starting to get warm near it. VERY warm. Any second now, it was going to explode outwards, and the march of the droids would resume.

There was an electronic cry through the PA system. If you can imagine the feeling of pain that one gets from having their brain placed in a hydraulic press and then squeezed very, very slowly, then you've got a pretty good understanding of what the droid brain was experiencing, stuck between the formless river that was the untrappable Tylin and the unexpected and unrelenting dismissal being issued by the scornful Liz'diot. It tried. It really really tried. But in the end, no matter how close it got to replacing their input drivers with garbage, it wasn't enough. Tylin and Liz's terminals let out short sharp bleats of protest before the attacks abruptly stopped and the droid brain, utterly beaten, overwrote its own memory core with thoughts of flowers and bricked itself. The blasterfire abruptly stopped, and there was the muffled sound of clattering and electronic sparking from within the sealed crate. They were safe.

"Uhhhh, guys?" was the quiet query over the PA system. Where the hell have you been, Yan?


Kae blinks a bit and peers at Sap, she then ooohs "Yaaay!" She then says over the coms "Sap said you're buying me Droidekkas Yan! Imma hold you to iiiitttt!" She calls out cheerfully... Yes, Kae's serious... Yan's probably going to have a coniption, meanwhile, Kae is happily waggling her arms "Woohoo! I'mma gonna get droidekkas! Yaaay!" Yes, just what Kae needs Droidekkas....

Kae's soon standing up and dancing to the thought of getting better than B1 battle droids.. "Or.. Ooh! B2's? Amma I getting Super battle droids? Ooh please lemme have one! Yaaaaannnnn!!! I want I want!"

So question is... Is Kae serious? Or does she really like tormenting Yan, or maybe it's a bit of both.


From inside the crate once it quiets down a bit comes a muffled but echoed, "YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS."


Sapphira sighs, tucking her weapon away as she steps over a smoldering corpse of a souless droid. "She'll take all of it," she says about Kaelyn, jerking a thumb over her shoulder to indicate who she's talking about with regards to the droid head. In the meantime, the redhead makes her way back to the open crates, crossing her arms and looking over each of them curiously. "Okay, so let's be a little more careful for the next one...."


A heavy sigh as Ty sits there in the dust of the container. At last she pushes to stand and dusts off her backside, not really doing a very good job, then makes her way out of the container as the datapad is put away. "Wow, that was something, huh?" Even though she wasn't shot at. She nods to Sap "Yes, I agree. No more shooting stuff. Or better yet, no more stuff that shoots at us!"


As the metal of the container begins to warm the concentrated blaster fire Jynx takes a quick few strafing steps away from it her eyes going a little wide. "Cover. We need to get to cover." she says and holding onto her droid head trophy she severed with the closing of the same door being blasted through. She turns then and begins to look for cover until the firing tops and the metal begins to cool - slowly. Warily she watches that crate and unslings her backpack from a shoulder.

THUNK

She goes to her knee and unzips her bag. "I think I might keep it...nearly got the blaster to the face for it." She says it evenly enough as she tucks the thing into the bag and closes it back up to swing it back over to rest on her shoulders and then pushes up to her feet again. "Well that was fun but one at a time..no more surprises."


Rip slowly rises back up from his kneeling position and tests his bad leg. What looks like pain crossing his features the moment he puts weight on it becomes apparent, and he reaches out to hold onto the nearby bulkhead. "Well, that was fun, but now I've got to go find a medic or someone to take care of this." He grumbles, testing the leg again and forcing himself to stomach the pain before limping. "Good thinking, Jynx." For what, he doesn't clarify.