Into the Fire

[Man in Black]

(To clarify, it is currently beyond Tiktuk's ability to pop a lock with the Force. You will need some improvement, first.)

There is nothing here that Nova can see that differentiates it from any other barren moon or gas giant. No ships really stand out, either.

Jendu gets a whole lot of hate and anger from the crowd of inmates.

After awhile, the guards return. "Grab everything. You won't be coming back here, unless you're a nuisance that can't be beat into compliance." He punctuates his last remark by slaaping his stun baton in the palm of his hand. Each rebel is taken out of the cell one at a time where a guard verfies their identity on a data pad and another puts a metal cuff on the right wrist of each.

[Rahullu]

(To clarify, it is currently beyond Tiktuk's ability to pop a lock with the Force.  You will need some improvement, first.)

There is nothing here that Nova can see that differentiates it from any other barren moon or gas giant.  No ships really stand out, either.

Jendu gets a whole lot of hate and anger from the crowd of inmates.

After awhile, the guards return.  "Grab everything.  You won't be coming back here, unless you're a nuisance that can't be beat into compliance."  He punctuates his last remark by slaaping his stun baton in the palm of his hand.  Each rebel is taken out of the cell one at a time where a guard verfies their identity on a data pad and another puts a metal cuff on the right wrist of each.

Rahullu looks at Nova and the others before collectining his stuff (nothing?). He makes sure he twitches slightly threatingly and growls just so the guards knows it could have been torn into two as he is verified, but he does not go to far, it could have been just a jolt.

Occ: Intimidation: [3d6+2] = 9+2 = 11 Con :[3d6+1] = 10+1 = 11

[Jendu Verbenti]

Tibbs "intuition" doesn't seem to pick up on anything from the prisoners so he begins to scrutinize the guards.  Were any of them showing any sort of sympathy?  Glancing away when someone is roughed up?  Maybe not shoving anyone as roughly as the others?  Tibbs will be watching for anything that might indicate that the guard's heart might not being completely into all this brutality.  

[Receptive Telepathy: 3d6 (plus possible 1d6 for prep bonus?)] = 10 (or 16 if allowed Prep bonus)]
[Perception: 3d6 (plus possible 1d6 prep bonus?)] = 10 (or 14 if allowed Prep bonus)]

Tibbs won't show any signs of resistance but he does meekly ask, "What are these cuffs for?"

[Garlen Veir]

As Garlen is led out of teh cell.

"I don't suppose you have anything t drink? Usually I at least get a few in me before things get to bondage."

"No? Wow, this is the worst date ever. I mean, your not bad to look at, but still?"

'Tibbs' can easily read that Garlen is verbally baiting the guards, deliberately testing their reactions to his sarcastic banter.

Then as the ID bracelet is  snapped shut on his wrist.

"Oh, see that's more like it, how sweet of you to get me jewelry."

[Man in Black]

Jendu isn't catching any sympathetic waves.

Rahallu gets a stun stick waved in his face in reply. He's probably not the first big guy they've encountered.

"Keep it up, wise guy. You're going to get a date with my baton." The guards explain that the cuff is for identification purposes and connects with their accounts to pay for food and sundries.

A guard activates a lock on the far side of the cell block. A couple of seconds later, the door opens into a short hallway where the guard repeats his action. This time the hallway is longer. They take a left at the intersection and enter another short hallway. The second security door opens up into a larger cell block. This one has a large central courtyard with rows of tables and benches. Most of the tables are occupied with inmates eating something faintly resembling food. They are all lead across the courtyard to a closed steel window with a small slot. When they hold their cuff over an electric eye, a tray with something on it pops out of the slot. An empty table nearby is large enough for the group. The other inmates mostly give disinterested looks to the newcomers as they eat their 'meals.' The guards give each a different cell number to bed down in before leaving.

[Nova]

As the Bandits traversed the halls and entered the courtyard, Nova mentally mapped as much of the prison layout as she could, though hopefully none of them would be making a return trip to their previous holding cell due to lack of "compliance."

She pulled at her ID wrist cuff as if to test it, knowing full well it was secure. Still, she checked the bracer for any signs of tech that might zap its wearer at an inopportune time. She was glad their forged identities checked out at least.

And though she winced while the guards waved their stun batons at Veir and Rahullu, she recognized that her comrades had been testing the sentries... and that they seemed to get definitive answers.

Having slept poorly, Nova didn't have much of an appetite, but she devoured her "food" nonetheless. She would need the energy, just in case she had to use the close-quarters combat techniques she'd brushed up on during their hyperspace journey, and in case the other prisoners wound up being more interested in the new arrivals than they initially appeared to be.

[Rahullu]

As the Bandits traversed the halls and entered the courtyard, Nova mentally mapped as much of the prison layout as she could, though hopefully none of them would be making a return trip to their previous holding cell due to lack of "compliance."

She pulled at her ID wrist cuff as if to test it, knowing full well it was secure. Still, she checked the bracer for any signs of tech that might zap its wearer at an inopportune time. She was glad their forged identities checked out at least.

And though she winced while the guards waved their stun batons at Veir and Rahullu, she recognized that her comrades had been testing the sentries... and that they seemed to get definitive answers.

Having slept poorly, Nova didn't have much of an appetite, but she devoured her "food" nonetheless. She would need the energy, in case she had to use the close-quarters combat she'd brushed up on during their hyperspace journey, and in case other the prisoners wound up being less disinterested in the new arrivals as they appeared to be.

Rahullu sits down, keeping an eye on the other prisoners as he munches down the food to the group he says"aaahnruh raaaaaahhgh uuh uugggh aaaaahnr huuguughghg wrrhwrwwhw aguhwwgggghhh aarrragghuuhw raaaaaahhgh huurh aarrragghuuhw aarrragghuuhw uggguh huuguughghg huuguughghg uughguughhhghghghhhgh huurh huuguughghg raaaaaahhgh uughghhhgh uughguughhhghghghhhgh" as he waits for any replies he scans the enviroment.

Search:[4d6] = 13

They splitting us up to sleep is not good we will have to work planing here, anyone noticing any suveillance equipment in here?"

[Man in Black]

There are cameras all over.

[Jendu Verbenti]

 as he waits for any replies he scans the enviroment.

[OoC1: Am I the only one using the black background that finds the sentence quoted difficult to read?  I know this will happen sometimes when copying and pasting certain text.  A way for the poster to easily remove unwanted formatting is by highlighting the text and then clicking on the tab that looks like an "A" that has a little red circle with a white subtract sign in the middle.  It's located to the right of the color pallet tab.  ]

Jendu continues to [to use a D&D phrase] sense motive on everyone he lays his eyes upon.  But while he's relying on his intuition or gut feeling his attention keeps wandering to the little Jawa.  ~Come on Jendu,~ he thinks to himself.  ~Stay focused.  Why do you keep thinking of Tiktuk?  She was only a Jawa.  Most people consider them vermin.  And while he didn't personally have any negative feelings for the creature, except maybe when he was downwind of her, he couldn't figure out why his mind kept being drawn to her.~ 

Before he can ponder the situation much further, his attention is drawn to the courtyard where everyone was eating.  ~I could use something to eat,~ he thinks to himself.  Jendu picks up a tray and hesitantly waves his wrist cuff under the electric eye and a blob of what looked like regurgitated mush gets spat out onto his tray.  ~On second thought, perhaps I'm not so hungry after all.~  The young man then takes his slop to the empty table where the others were gathering.

Jendu takes a seat and whispers, "So, is this place everything you thought it would be?"  Knowing that he needed to keep his strength up and a little fearful that the next meal might look even less palatable, Jendu picks at his food and forces it down his unwilling throat.  "Mmmmmmmmm!  Just like mom makes," he whispers under his breath. 

[OoC2: Jendu continues to watch everyone.  He will note where the cameras are located; the watch rotations; who seems to be in control, etc. ]

[Rahullu]

Rahullu looks at Jendu and says "Eat you got to keep up your strenght Tibbs" and then "Yes defentivly five stars, so far  it is sure  a bust i dont see any way out, but that just means we have to keep looking. What we need is intell, how does the looks work, the guards oppen them but how? what does it take an eye an hand, voice?"

occ: Wookie translator down again

occ: can the cameras cower us if we sit close? We need a way to dicuss undetected.