Emry Posted March 26, 2004 Share Posted March 26, 2004 Anya smiles slightly back to Kell and DeSuto. "No.... thank you... I won't need anything special." she replies shyly. "And you won't have to worry about me causing problems on your ship.... or being a team player. My forte is operational support, so if I can help you in that respect, just let me know." She straightens up a little and looks at Kell. "If you need any help with the ship though, I'd be glad to look things over. I'd like to see what these techs did for your ship's credentials, if possible. I used to work in intelligence and I might be able to tweek what they installed to better stand up to Imperial scrutiny. ....If that's okay with you of course." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thanateros Posted March 27, 2004 Share Posted March 27, 2004 "The only place I've ever known is Centerpoint Station, but since the Imperial occupation of it and their takeover of my employer I decided it was time to search for alternative means of living." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stampede Posted March 28, 2004 Share Posted March 28, 2004 Ishtah nodded solemnly at these words and allowed himself the luxury to relax again...and playing with more optimistic images of his homeworld, wondering if he was ready to stroke his claws against the smooth shell of an egg. Waiting for it to hatch and continue his legacy. On a complete opposite track, he let his thoughts drift to killing and pictured an imperial officers uniform and which parts he would save as a keepsake. The pangs of any would-be poison had not struck him yet. The Ubese had made a offering of friendship. It would be noted, but Ishtah had not survived this long amongst power hungry Hutts and murderous Rodians by being naive. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted March 29, 2004 Share Posted March 29, 2004 Kell nods to Anya. "Feel free to check it out and search for bugs. I don't trust anyone these days. I'm gonna try to trust this lot because if you mean to blow us to sausage meat I doubt we'll know anything until it's too late." He is about to check the rest of the ship himself when he adds. "The blue panel that's locked with a remote pin. That's mine. Don't try to crack the code or you'll be blown to buggery!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thanateros Posted March 29, 2004 Share Posted March 29, 2004 DeSuto turns his head towards Kell and addresses him, "Buggery?! That's a euphemism I've never heard. Did you come up with that one by yourself?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stampede Posted March 30, 2004 Share Posted March 30, 2004 A Trandoshan trait is patience...but Ishtah wondered how long it would take before they could be on their way. He began looking at his reflection in his rifle, turning it slowly and watching the image of himself distort in the long cold barrel. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted March 30, 2004 Share Posted March 30, 2004 A touch of a smile lifts Kell's lips. "It's a common enough expression where I come from. 'Pieces' is a bit colourless, don't you think?" He glances around looking for someone to shout at. "Isn't anyone going to give me a list of who's supposed to be on this blasted ship before we leave?" He counts five including himself, DeSuto, Anya, Ishtar and Walker. Is that it? A little later confirmation is received. "Okay, everyone get to a seat and make yourselves comfortable. It's time we were moving." Kell powers up the ship. "Is some damned fool going to open the hangar door or am I supposed to ram it?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Emry Posted March 31, 2004 Share Posted March 31, 2004 Anya looks over at the console near her seat. Typing in a few commands, she scans the identity profile given to the ship by the rebels. If there is anything she can add to that profile to enhance it, she will. She also carefully (and quietly) checks the the ship's mainframe for any "unnecessary" transmitting or recording devices which may have been slipped onboard during maintenance. If she does find anything, she will quietly inform Kell of the situation. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stampede Posted April 1, 2004 Share Posted April 1, 2004 Ishtah took his seat, whilst he was glad to be finally taking off, his captains patience left a lot to be desired. Hopefully, the man would be able to channel some of that aggressive energy into fighting with actual enemies, instead of the world around him. He closed his eyes and rested his head back, letting his nose and ears see for him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peregrine Posted April 1, 2004 Author Share Posted April 1, 2004 To Anya: You scan the ship's programming, but don't find any signs of tracking or recording devices. If any such devices are present, they are completely separate hardware from the ship's systems. (computer use 29 vs DC 25) To Kell: The voice that comes back is clearly annoyed by your lack of patience. "Hangar doors opening now, 'sir'. Be sure not to switch over to your Imperial ID codes or you might have a little 'accident' with the defense guns on your way out. Docking control out." As promised, the hangar doors above you slide open. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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