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[Peregrine]

To DeSuto:

 

You manage to lift the body, struggling a bit with the load. Fortunately, the closest Imperial guard is not difficult to find. Not long after leaving the cantina, you see a pair of stormtroopers escorting a group of what appear to be spaceport workers with a few too many drinks in them. From the agressive looks being exchanged by the workers, it looks like the aftermath of an especially nasty bar fight.

 

To Gueldiar:

The apparent leader looks at your identification, then hands it back to you. Apparently satisfied with your explanation, he waves a hand in the direction you came from.

 

"Move along, citizen."

 

The rifle pointed at your chest leaves little room for disagreement.

[Kethruch]

Gueldiar takes stock of the situation and decides that discretion is the better part of valor. He takes back his ID, and moves along to the next berth. When out of range of the troopers, he looks at the information and moves along to the next ship. Interesting port he thinks to himself, chuckling, though filing everything away for the future.

 

"Max - rerun list of incoming and recently arrived ships." When the data comes back just listing the same ships as before (per IM with Peregrine), he decides to head to the imperial shuttle rather than take a chance on the unknown ship. "Imperial gig? Might be good."

[Peregrine]

ooc: sorry malchik, I forgot to include your part of the long post

 

To Kell:

The man behind the desk studies you for a moment, then looks down at his computer.

 

"A hundred fifty credits for the night. Take it or leave it. And if you're going to take it, do it fast. We're closing in a few minutes."

 

To Gueldiar:

 

You reach the Imperial ship without any problems, but you notice that the streets are growing more deserted, and much less friendly looking. The security patrols seem to have disappeared entirely.

 

As you approach, you see a group of low-ranking officers loading bags of what you suspect to be personal equipment onto a passenger speeder parked outside the bay. Behind them, the shuttle's engines flare to life and the ship rises slowly above the bay walls. The shuttle hovers just long enough to lock its wings into flight position then disappears into the low clouds.

 

With the shuttle's engine noise gone, you can hear some of the conversation. From the bags and general happy tone, you guess that what you are seeing is part of a ship's crew on leave. You suspect that your late arrival didn't matter anyway, as the shuttle is probably a short-range one assigned to a capital ship and not a very likely source of employment.

[Malchik]

Kell agrees and hopes that he won't have to spend more than a couple of nights there unless some source of income emerges.

 

He also says to the man at the desk. "I'm stuck here because there's a problem with my ship I need to work on. But I thought I might as well enjoy what little free time I have. What 'entertainment' does this place offer?"

[Peregrine]

To Kell:

"Good food and a good bed. Don't know what you're doing looking for entertainment in a hotel, when you've got an entire planet for that. Anyway, room 315 is yours."

 

He places a room key card on the desk for you, then returns to doing something with his computer. From the complete lack of attention he is paying you, you get the feeling he isn't in the mood for conversation.

[Malchik]

Kell pays and takes the key.

 

He turns to Anya. "I'll just go up to the room and stash a few bits and pieces. Then I'm going to have a drink before retiring. You?"

 

Might as well start doing some reconnaissance, he thinks.

[thanateros]

DeSuto gestures to the guards to come over, "I've come across something that might interest you," he drops the body on the ground in front of them and takes out the fake ID.

 

"I was minding my own business at that cantina (he points to it) and this man started heckling and threatening me. Not that he mattered, just lowly space port fodder, but what is interesting is the ID he was carrying. It's obviously a counterfeit. I did some investigating and found that one of the bartenders (goes on to describe the human shield who gave him lip) has connection to a faction in the spaceport that deals in smuggling illegal weapons to rebel factions," he continues, "who in your garrison should I report to?"

[hyperk3]

Fenn stands up and turns to tiber. "Well, I wouldn't mind the company if you want to go." he then turns to Adrian and Shadow "Where can I find you after I am done eating? Or do you want me to wait there for you at the cantina?"

[Adrian Laguna]

"I told you already, go to get some food if you want to, and bring me some while you're at it," Adrian says a little impatiently. He then begins to remove his black flight suit, and put on some normal clothes, not minding the fact that the others can see his undergarments.

[I Am That Is Matthias]

Shadow growls and then dons his armor and walks off the ship but not before giving ADrian a cold look and saying "I will speak to you later, and what do you want to eat."