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Imperial Security Investigation into the Incursion of NOVACORE
Imperial Security Report

ABY 0-4-2 Galactic Standard Calendar

(Report from Imperial Security Forces investigating incursion into NOVACORE Kelerium processing plant in Sector 943, Coruscant – Imperial Center)

AFTER ACTION REPORT

0-4-2, 2333 HOURS.

RECEIVED FLASH ALERT TO RESPOND IN FORCE TO SECTOR 943, LOCATION NOVACORE KELERIUM PROCESSING FACILITY. UPON TOUCHDOWN SQUADS 1, 2, AND 4 FANNED OUT AND SET UP STANDARD SECURITY PERIMETER ON LOCATION WITH GROUND/AIR INTERDICTION LOAD.

SQUADS 3, AND 5, ALONG WITH SRT ASSAULT TEAM THETA, MADE ENTRY INTO THE NOVACORE FACILITY. UPON ENTRY SEVERAL NEUTRALIZED SECURITY DROIDS WERE DISCOVERED IN THE FIRST CONTROL ROOM. A CLOSE QUARTER EXCHANGE OF BLASTER FIRE HAD OCCURRED. A SEARCH OF THE AREA LOCATED 3 MUSTAFARI WORKERS LOCKED INSIDE A DISABLED STORAGE CLOSET.

UPON QUESTIONING THE EMPLOYEES REPORTED THE FACILITY HAD BEEN BREACHED BY A GROUP OF SEVERAL HEAVILY ARMED SUBJECTS. THEY HAD WITNESSED THE BRIEF EXCHANGE OF FIRE BETWEEN THE ASSAILANTS AND SECURITY DROIDS, THE DROIDS WHO WERE IN THE WITNESSES OPINIONS COMPLETELY INEFFECTIVE. THE ASSAILANTS THEN FORCED THEM TO TURN OVER THEIR IDENTIFICATION, FACILTY LOCK CARDS, COMMS, AND VEHICLE LOCK CARDS BEFORE SECURING THEM IN THE CLOSET. OTHER THAN COERCION, THE EMPLOYEES WERE UNINJURED.

FURTHER CURSORY EXAMINATION OF THE FACILITY UNCOVERED AN ADDITONAL FIREFIGHT HAVING OCCURRED IN THE CENTRAL CONTROL TOWER WITH A NUMBER OF ADDITIONAL DISABLED DROIDS.

THE NWC OF THE FACILITY CONTAINED AN OLDER WAREHOUSE AREA. RECON DROIDS DISCOVERED TRACE EVIDENCE OF A PROBABLE DETONITE I.E.D. TRAP AT THE ENTRY. FURTHER CAUTIONARY CHECKING LOCATED AN UNDETONATED CHARGE THAT WAS DISABLED AND THE SITE OF A DETONATION IN THE UPSTAIRS WAREHOUSE OFFICE ENTRY. TRACE DNA SCAN INDICATED A SIGNIFICANT WOUND TO A TRADOSHAN DUE TO A W-45 GREANDE DETONATION. BLAST PATTERN WAS ODD.

INSIDE THE BALCONY OFFICE OBVIOUS SIGN OF BLASTER FIRE AND POLYMER RESTRAINT RESIDUE WERE LOCATED. ADDITIONALLY WEAPON STRIKES WERE LOCATED ON THE CATWALK SURROUNDING THE WAREHOUSE. A DETONATION CONSISTENT WITH A THERMAL DETONATOR CHARGE WAS DISCOVERED AS WELL.

FINAL CLEARANCE OF THE FACILITY FOUND ANOTHER SITE INDICATING A NIKTO HAD BEEN SERIOUSLY WOUNDED ON THE FACTORY MACHINERY LEVEL. PROBABLE CAUSE WAS A VIBRO WEAPON INURY OF SOME TYPE JUDGING BY BLOOD SPLATTER PATTERN.

FACILITY EMPLOYEES ACCESSED FACTORY SECURITY FOOTAGE. QUALITY WAS POOR HOWEVER, IN ONE ENTRY SHOT A 62% FACIAL RECOGNITION MATCH ON A SECURITY ALERT HIT INDICATED ONE OF THE SUBJECTS MAY HAVE BEEN QUESITONED THE PREVIOUS DAY BY CORUSCANT POLICE DROIDS IN SECTOR 888. THEY WERE NOT LINKED TO ANOTHER FIREFIGHT INVOLVING PROBABLE BLACK SUN OPERATIVES, HOWEVER INFORMATION WAS NOTED AND TURNED OVER TO B.O.S.S. AGENTS ON THEIR ARRIVAL TO THE SCENE.

IN ADDITION SECURITY FOOTAGE INDICATED THE TEAM LIKELY REMOVED A Z-95 VARIANT SNUB FIGHTER FROM THE FACILITY. OUTBOUND DEPARTURE ALERT WAS ISSUED IMMEDIATELY UPON RECEIPT OF INFORMATION. IT IS UNKNOWN IF THE CRAFT SHOULD BE CONSIDERED STOLEN AT THIS TIME, HOWEVER, IT’S PRESENCE AT THE NOVACORE FACILITY IS SUSPECT.

MUSTAFARI WORKERS WERE ORDERED REMANDED TO MAIN DETENTION TO BE BOUND OVER AS MATERIAL WITNESSES TO POTENTIAL SEDITION PENDING FURTHER INTERROGATION.

THIS REPORT CONCLUDES

FSGT PRIME TEKO RENDANI
1ST PLATOON, 64TH QRT COMPANY, 555TH LEGION

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Sunset on the Droid Revolution. Session 3 (5-9-2014)
Location: Tatooine and Gavos
Debts to Pay

ABY 0-4-10 Galactic Standard Calendar

Participants: FA-13, Gur, Ooyakk, and Tengo Ryder.

Location: Tatooine and Gavos

After the crew’s altercation with the space pirates they arrive on Tattoine. Restless and itching for a new job to help Booski pay off his Debt to Teemo the Hutt the crew make for the nearest Cantina. After making their way through Mos Eisley the crew of IAI find themselves in a crowded cantina, Tengo, Ooyakk, Gur and FA-13 just start to get settled when they are C3-P9. The droid informed them that Bargo the Hutt would like an audience, which the team happily obliges. After finishing their drinks they make their way to the Mansion which they were instructed to go for further instructions on the mission Bargo had in mind.

Once at the mansion they were greeted by the Toydarian, Genko. Genko shuffled the crew into the meeting room where Bargo was waiting. After some brief discussion, Bargo moved on to the more Pressing matters. Bargo had recently obtained control of an oridium mine on the planet Gavos due to a gambling debt of another Hutt. He requested that the crew of IAI fly out there and perform an Audit on the equipment and personnel yet most importantly retrieve the 100,000 credits that should be waiting for him when they arrive. With no other information to give them the crew sets off to complete this request looking for favor from a Hutt, whatever Favor could be had by a Hutt.
Upon reaching the planet of Gavos, the crew had no issues finding the mine Bargo had sent them to investigate. Ooyakk, taking no mind to the fact that they were not hailed during approach to the landing pad landed with Tengo shortly behind him. The crew shortly made their way into the facility only to find blaster marks and signs of struggle. Making their way through the facility the crew continues to find bodies of dead miners tucked away in peculiar places and no signs of droid which should have been there to greet them. The crew make their way through the majority of the facility both unchallenged and bewildered when they happen upon an administrative droid who had been fitted with a restraining bolt. Gur makes a number of attempts to remove the restraining bolt, bringing 3D-4K back to life. As the droid lurched to life an announcement sounded that an atmospheric generator had been lost.

3D-4K is of little use to the crew as they hit him with a barrage of questions, finally asking him to lead them to a room with the schematics of the facility and personnel files. The Droid led the crew a short distance through the facility until they reach an office. In the office Tengo and Gur take some time to go over some security footage and finance records coming up with little more information than they came in with. Ooyakk gathered a tally on how many personnel and droid worked at the facility. Rummaged through the office until he found a safe, finding 165,000 credits upon opening it Ooyakk and FA-13 made quick work of 3D-4k to leave no witnesses in case they decided to keep the credits for themselves.
Finding nothing more of use the crew decide to make their way deeper into the facility. Upon finding their way to the entrance to the Mine they see their first signs of the crew of the mine who was not dead, a large congregation of droids. The Droids make their way to the crew and report that pirates had attacked the facility and had since trapped a number of miners in the mine and currently had them under siege. The crew makes their way into the mine only to find the sentient miners holdup.

The miners inform the crew that the situation was actually that the droids attacked the miners and they had been in the mine when they received word of the attack. The miners also mentioned that if another atmospheric generator is lost the entire facility would be taken out by the outside storms of Gavos and that they needed to hurry to find out what was causing the loss of towers. The IAI gathered the remaining miners and headed back up the mine shaft to confront the droids. Upon their approach to the mine entrance Ooyakk and Tengo notice that the droids had put up a makeshift barricade and now had their blaster rifles trained on them. Quick to respond Tengo leapt from the mining car unleashed a few shots at the droids as Ooyakk aimed the mine car and leapt from the car as it smashed into three of the droids. FA-13 and Gur made quick work of the remaining droids as they approached the Mine entrance.

The crew made their way through the facility into the workshop when Tengo took out an R2 astromech droid just as one of the load lifter droids lurched to life smashing him to the ground. The crew fired true at their target which eventually fell after almost cutting FA-13 in half. Just as the droid fell another load lifter droid and his leader made their way into the room. Having enough of this Tengo pulled out and tossed his Mini-Thermal Detonator spot on. The explosion vaporized both droids. Just then the mining facility could no longer take the winds and debris being hurled at it from the downed XXX. The IAI crew made their way quickly to Hunter’s Gambit and took off back to Tattoine.

The IAI crew made their way safely back to Bargo’s mansion where they were greeted by an overly happy Hutt. The crew gave him back the whole 165,000 credits to whom he gave a hefty 10% for their share.

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Session 3 Battle in the Workshop on the mining outpost.
Gavos 0-4-10
Workshop Battle-Gavos

ABY 0-4-10 Galactic Standard Calendar

FA-13 gripped the door release and announced to Tengo he was ready. Tengo adjusted his grip on his two weapons, a DL-44 with laser designator in his left hand and a modified Westar 35R in his right. Tengo nodded to FA-13 and the droid threw the cargo room door open. Tengo charged in clearing corners and quickly scanning with his paired blasters. Across the room he caught sight of the R4 unit from earlier that they all decided was as close to crazy as anyone had even seen a droid.
The R4 unit’s visual aperture pivoted towards Tengo as it was frantically mashing buttons on a control panel by the exit across the room. The droids in the mining facility Bargos had hired them to inspect had launched into some mechanical revolution mode and killed half the sentient crew. There wasn’t any time to dwell regardless of all the facts. Tengo leveled his blasters, exhaled, and calmly began squeezing the triggers, blaster bolt after blaster bolt spat out of the pair of handguns and screamed across the room towards the R4 unit. One caught the R4 and picked him up off the deck with the impact. It was spun partially around before several more impacted and explosively disassembled the droid.
Tengo paused his fire after the explosion to admire the hits and it was only at the last second he caught the sound of mechanical apparatus above and behind him. He ducked and began to roll forward only to have what he was pretty sure was the building hit him on the right shoulder and send him sprawling on the floor. Fire and pain lanced across his back and neck, but when he hit the floor he managed to roll and bring his pistols up firing. The load lifter droid pretty much was a wall with cargo handler arms. It was stomping towards him as Tengo’s shots began flaring against its chest and torso. The massive machine staggered back a step.
Tengo heard a Wookie roar as Gur, their sometime mechanic and all the time vice ridden Wookie partner, came in the room around the load lifter. Tengo could see blaster shots coming from across the room and out of the corner of his eye he glimpsed another battle droid from the Clone War days with a blaster rifle behind some crates. The machine never got another shot off as he heard the report of Gur’s Bowcaster and saw the battle droid blown in three by the explosive quarrel hits.
Tengo then began hearing blaster fire behind the load lifter coming from the machine shop where the rest of their team was. He could see flashes of impacts against the load lifter as their other two partners Oyakk and FA-13 were both pumping fire into the droid from behind. The load lifter turned its attention to them and the new threat assessing Tengo as down and out of commission on the floor. Tengo was taking aim on the load lifter as FA-13, Gur, and Oyakk’s shots finally took their toll and put the load lifter down in a smoking heap.

A voice then blared over the facility intercom. Sterile, passionless, mechanical. It identified itself as EV-88, the hereto unseen droid administrator and apparent leader of the droid revolution. Tengo looked and saw him enter the cargo deck from across the room by a set of handler blast doors with yet another lovely, hulking, load lifter at his side. He was extolling in monotone bullet points the superiority of droid kind and how between the failing environmental shields, and superior droid forces they would all meet their certain demise. Tengo saw Gur’s shoulders sink as the dialogue rambled on and that was about enough of this Tengo thought to himself.
While EV-88 continued and the second load lifter came to life, Tengo still lying on his back, casually reached down and un-clipped the last miniaturized TD charge he had from the Novacore facility from his belt. He set the time delay, looked over his shoulder at EV-88 and then completed what he was pretty sure was the best hook shot he had ever made in his life as he lobbed the charge at the droids on the other side of the room. It sailed in a high arc, Tengo could see the flashing indicator of the countdown as it soared. EV-88 was speaking and paused for an instance to pivot his head towards the charge as it came level with his head. His last official act as administrator was to look at it as the charge detonated and a mini star was born on the cargo deck. A couple hundred cubic meters of deck turned to fusion plasma. Two droids turned to molten slag splashed on the wall and blast doors behind them. The blast door breached and the scream of escaping atmo filled Tengo’s ears, along with a litany of curses and malignant opinions in Wookie roars from Gur. The base breach alarm was wailing and Tengo heard Oyakk in the comm advise him and Gur to take precautions.
Tengo, still lying on his back gave thumbs up to Gur, who peaked from behind a crate and returned the gesture. The Wookie drew out a cigar and lit it. Tengo then casually reached up with his unused opposing index finger and closed his breather visor. He let out a well deserved exhale, still lying there. He made a promise to himself, the Force and anyone else interested that if Bargos said one cross word to him when they got back to Mos Eisley he would shoot the worm’s last good eye out.

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Tatooine Leave 0-4-10 through 0-5-1 - Mos Eisley
Tatooine Leave -Mos Eisley

0-4-10 through 0-5-1 Galactic Standard Calendar

Crew

B1-R:
Aboard Hunter’s Gambit Upgrading Surgery programing and making minor modifications to ship.
Gur:
Out every evening to the Cantina’s and Holo Domes.
Bosski:
Spent most of his times in the Casino’s betting on the “fights”. Also physical training related to prize fighting.
FA-13
Updated combat sequencing and replaced a part damaged by Droid-Loader on Gavos.
Jihm Stonecrusher
Off-World
Ooyakk
Ooyakk spent his time networking. Improving a business relationship with Arend Shen, a Pantoran financier working as the tax administrator for the Cloud City of Bespin. (Improved Contact)

Ooykk arranged for a lucrative job on the fringe of known space, conducting an investigation for InStarSpec (a mining and exploitation company) in the Wild Space beyond the Arkanis Sector. (+5 EXP if this mission is successfully completed)
Tengo Ryder
Worked the training simulator and received some training from Stonecrusher prior to his trip off-world. (Obtained second specialization – Gadgeteer.)

Collected the Bounty on Vish Stin for Bargos the Hutt. (+5 EXP)

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The Capture of Vish Stin 1-4-29
Tengo Ryder - Bounty
THE CAPTURE OF VISH STIN

ABY 0-4-29 Galactic Standard Calendar

Tengo took a deep breath and exhaled hard burning off some adrenaline. He did a quick peek around the corner of the alley and was greeted by a blaster shot that hit near his face. Jerking back quickly he heard a snicker next to him. He looked at Vish Stin on his knees next to him wearing binders.

Vish snickered with his head bowed and long green hair spilling around his face “too bad bounty hunter, no credits today I think my friends and I will be drinking to your lack of health later” he spit out at Tengo glancing up at him.

Tengo looked down, and then flipped his DL-44 around in his hand and swung it hard into Vish’s mouth and front teeth. There was a gut wrenching snap and cracking sound, Vish’s head snapped back and when he brought his stunned face back into Tengo’s line of sight, Tengo could see the broken stumps of Vish’s front teeth and the bluish blood running out of his mouth mixed with saliva. Vish screeched and wailed “you broke my teeth!”

Tengo replied while glancing around the corner again, “Well Blastech does make a hefty piece of firearm that’s a fact.” He then turned back and looked at Vish and this time wasn’t quite as sarcastic when he told him “Bargos said he wanted you alive, he didn’t say anything about legs that weren’t broken or eyes still in your head, so you might wanna shut that bleedin hole under your nose”. Tengo glared as Vish’s eyes widened, he shut up.

Tengo snapped off a couple shots at a pair of Shadow Order operatives down the alley and they dove for cover. Bargos also hadn’t mentioned that this alleged low level pudoo Vish, who Bargos said was just a numbers runner and general underworld mule had buddies in the Shadow Order. Tengo had knocked Vish silly easy enough in the cantina and slapped binders on him. He didn’t expect 3 Shadow Order goons to jump up to his aid. There was a minor exchange of blaster fire, 2 dead operatives and a third that made the mistake of bumping into a wookie with an eye patch and spilling his drink which earned him a speeder free ride across the bar, and then Tengo was out the back dragging Vish along the way.

They had been running and gunning since the cantina in the alleys and warrens of Mos Eisley. Just when Tengo thought he had lost them a group would pick them up again. He didn’t know the Shadow Order had this level of presence on Tatooine, but the baked desert world always seemed to serve up surprises about just who was here, and what they were doing. Great place to lie low since there was no reason to come here except to sweat a lot and get a sun burn.

Tengo grabbed Vish by the hair and began dragging him further up the alley wondering to himself where the damn Stormtroopers in this town were, no law and order at all, shameful. He ducked down a narrow side alley pushing Vish in front of him, and when they came to an opening to a street access exit, two more Shadow Order thugs blocked it. They were a pair Zygerrians and both had blaster pistols leveled at them. Tengo kept Vish between them. One hissed at Tengo “Just hand over the mark fella and you can walk away”

Tengo’s right hand flashed and he had his DL-44 out, the first shot caught the talker in the face, the second shot blew most of the second one’s gun hand off. He dropped wailing and clutching at his charred stump with his good hand. Tengo pushed Vish past him and to the right up the street. The thoroughfare was busier with locals and off worlders moving to and fro. Tengo was trying to get to the far side of town where Bargos had an actual footprint and resources. They were making good time when a flurry of blaster shots from a roof across the street made Tengo shove Vish down and dive for cover.

There were probably at least 3 snipers on the roof peppering them with shots. The speeder they were behind was getting picked apart. Beings were scrambling for cover, a few were even shooting at the snipers. Tengo then saw about 3 fire teams of Shadow Order goons making their way towards them. They were armed with rifles. Their position was not good and Tengo was looking for a way out when he heard the whine of heavy duty repulsors. Over the roof of the building behind him he saw a pair of cargo lifters slowly come into view and when he looked closer he could see both had auto blasters in a ball turret under the driver’s cab. This was not good Tengo thought for half second, until both turrets spun up to life and began spitting out a stream of blaster shots each away from them.

One stitched a trail of fire across the roof across the street and between the eruption of explosions and fire Tengo saw the snipers go down. The second was raking the street with fire where the goons on the ground had been advancing. Tengo saw them running for cover with no where to really go as a hail of blaster shots rained down. He saw a side load door open on one lifter and spotted one of Bargos’ Gamorrean goons hang out with a grenade launcher and start pumping frags into the opposition on the ground. It ended pretty quick and badly for the Shadow Order thugs.

The first lifter landed and the load door slid open. Bargos was inside and he was booming Hutt laughs. The translator droid spoke and explained to Tengo, “My lord Bargos thanks you for your hard work.” Tengo held up the hole in his overcoat one of the Shadow Order goons had installed with a blaster. “Tell Bargos he neglected to mention the Shadow guys and he owes me a new coat along with my money.” Tengo drawled.

Bargos boomed and laughed again and the droid said “My lord Bargos will gladly give you a bonus and he begs your forgiveness as he was unaware Vish had managed to contact the Shadow Order. He will also happily provide you with a grand new garment to replace your wardrobe” Bargos laughed more as he turned to Vish in the hold of the lifter who was on his knees whimpering and pleading with Bargos by that point. Tengo plopped down in one of the passenger seats along the lifter wall as the door closed and they lifted off. Damn Hutt worm, he really wanted off Tatooine and away from this damn Hutt.

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The Chamax Plague - Session 4
Chamax
The Chamax Plague

ABY 0-5-20 Galactic Standard Calendar

After leaving Tatooine from leave, Ooyakk had arranged a brief bounty operation two weeks into wildspace for InStarSpec…..

After two weeks of travel IA arrives in the remote system.

After returning from the successful rescue and recovery operation to the wayward InStarSpec ship on route to the sun. IA inc agents returned to InStarSpecs headquarters to discuss their findings. InStarSpec CEO Sevor Hallin was very happy with the results of the mission. While we were unable to save the ship or find the answers from the recovered pilot Matthew James we did recover the ships datalog.

Unfortunately waiting for answers from mentally disturbed Matthew or data core was not an option. The research group that had headed to the planet had still not responded to communication request. At this point Sevor Hallin decided to once again redirect IA inc agents to deal with more pressing matters than their original bounty mission.

Through shrewed negotiating by Tengo Ryder we were able to secure an agreement of a large sum of credits for the potential risky mission along with a per person bonus for their recovery. To assist with the additional challenges this mission posed InStarSpec decide to send along a 4 employees with different areas of expertise for the mission.

Brooke Hammerstien was to oversee InStarSpec interest on the mission and keep Sevor appraised of the situation. Dr Kel Wurring was joining as as a Xeno specialist and doctor. Cal Totisk joined a chief security officer to protect the other employees. Lotin Delaradi joined the mission as a potential pilot for the missing InStarSpec freighter. Lotin was overly anxious to join the mission as his wife was part of the missing group of scientist on the planet.

After introductions were handled, and mission objectives established. IA inc agents acquired some new equipment that was available on the colony before heading toward the planet of Chamax. The information provide to us appeared correct and we found Charmax to be a planet that appeared completed void of life. Polar ice caps along with a small desert continent were the only areas we could land on this oceanic planet. The coordinates of the science team appeared accurate though, and Ooyakk was able to land our ship only a few 100 meters away to take a closer look.

Very quickly it was apparent the site was devoid of the employees we were sent to find. As the team approached the ship it also became apparent that ship had sustained a large amount of damage to its hull. A full circuit of the ship by Jihm showed the damage was from all directions.

FA-13 took point and we enter the lower floor of the freighter. Immediately upon entry we came across what appeared to be a large furry ball. Taking no chances FA-13 does what he does best and opens fire immediately on the seemingly harmless ball. After slaying the furry ball we involve Dr Kel to see what he can tell us about what this might be. Dr Kel is complete stumped and has no ideas whether this is an indigenous life form or a plant or and artifact found in the near by ruins.

What it might be though is quickly answered as the team begins sensing moving coming down the hallways of the ship. Strange alien life forms at first moving slowly begin pouring forth at the team. The IA agent’s best shooters open up with precision blaster fire they are know for quickly decimating the creatures. Bosski with his usually level of ferocity charges a group and quickly learns that this creatures are formidable melee combatants. There sluggish behavior goes away as they gain proximity to their targets. After being bit or grasped by the creatures they commence puking forth acid onto their targets. While initially not that damaging this acid becomes more and more dangerous as the attack continues. Cal Totisk heroics quickly cost him his life as decide to face more of the bugs than he could handle. Luckily through great team work IA agents were able to whittle down the initial assault after losing Cal. Checking on their wounds they realize that facing another wave of these creatures might not be good for their long term health. At that point another larger group of “bugs” begins heading for the party. Tango wisely calls the team to fallback out of the ship rather than engage the swarm head on. As the team falls back to the ships the team splits up between the freighter, the fighter, and a ground craft. As the “bug” pour forth from the ship it becomes apparent where the hull damage came from on the ships as the life forms use their powerful acid to simply eat through the hull when it gets in there way. The team now clear of the killing confines of the ship are able to make quick work of the enemy as in the open field they aren’t fast enough to keep up with a speeder, and the starship’s guns have no problem killing them wholesale.

Landing after the slaughter the group discussed possible paths forward. Tengo urged leaving as there still could be more bugs on board the ship and report back to InStarSpec. The group decided to push on towards the cockpit though in hopes of finding more answers about whether there might be any survivors. Things appeared all quiet on the ship and the team was able to make it to the second level without incident. As the team neared the bridge of the ship though they were frightened to run into the source of the infestation. A massive “queen” of the bugs was on this level birthing more furry eggs that must become the bugs we had been previously fighting. Before we could take action to end the queen though her personal retinue of awoke to engage us. Much tougher and vicious in melee this group proved to be a much more significant threat the earlier drones. The team fell back to a defensive position in the doorways of a near by hall and proceed to poor fire and grenades into the 6 hunters who came for us. In the interest of protecting the remaining InStarSpec employees Ooyakk ushered Dr Kel, Lotin, and Brook to the rear of the ship. Things got very messy as the bugs came down the cramped hallway. Tengo, FA-13 and Jihm were all able to score kills from range, but once the bugs closed in they quickly put Tengo and Jihm down in Melee. Bossiki fared better thanks to his pit fighting days, but the team only narrowly avoided being over run. Finally after some sustained combat and stim use the team was able to finish the hunters. Unfortunately during the melee two hunters had flanked around and had dispatched Dr Kel and Brooke. Lotin managed to escape by leaving them to their fates. We dispatched the remaining two hunters and found no remains of the two employees. We then returned to face the queen luckily to find that simply shooting her full of holes was enough to end her reign. Luckily the trip to the bridge was fruitful and we were able to locate the ship’s skiff that was missing. It was somewhere in the northern extreme of the desert continent. Lotin agreed to pilot the recovered ship, and we headed to the location of the missing skiff. At the point we found a few survivors of the science team, included Lotin’s wife Dr Beverly Delaradi. Realizing the recovered ship wasn’t space worthy we packed everyone into the IA ship, and dropped off the InStarSpec ship at the southern pole before returning to the colony.

Upon our return Sevor Hallin once again met us at the stardock. We reported on the results of the mission and were very handsomely rewarded for the results. While saddened about the loss of some of his employees the result of partially recovering the ship along with the archaeological relic had him pleased.

We received our pay and then tried to deal with the original resource we had come to the colony. The location and capture of two missing fugitives. Sadly their trail was cold after all the time we had spent on other duties, and we were unable to locate them.

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Black Sun Business
Bonadan Spaceport SE II
Black Sun Business

ABY 0-6-15 Galactic Standard Calendar

The male Chiss seated at a booth in the main lounge of the Bonadan Spaceport SE II looked no more out of place than the myriad of species that were mingling in the facility. It was an enormous place with a transparisteel dome that showed a sky dotted with freighters, transports, and the odd CSA patrol ship. Thousands of beings were gathered drinking, talking, eating, mingling and otherwise socializing in the stadium sized hall. Various areas had different styles of music playing and there were both droid and sentient waitstaff bustling from table to booth. The spaceport itself was one of the single busiest in the Corporate Sector and it was advertised as handling about 9% of the total GDP of CSA space annually. It was an urban techno commerce hub which rivaled galactic core worlds in its hustle and bustle. It was also on the Outer Rim, not technically in Imperial Space, and perfect for beings to meet over jobs best discussed discreetly.
The Chiss customer looked right at home and completely blended with the crowd. He had just finished a spiced Bantha steak and washed it down with a goblet of Glenvast vintage spice wine. For a spaceport lounge meal on the rim it was actually pretty good the Chiss thought. He ordered a second glass of spice wine and glanced at his data pad on the table in front of him. Two minutes until his contacts arrived. The waitstaff delivered his glass of wine in about one minute from the time he input the order at the automenu, which also impressed him, good service. He took a sip and looked across the floor towards the main entrance foyer about 200m away. He spotted his two contacts as they entered.
They did an excellent job of entry and moved into the lounge. They looked like businessmen from out system and moved as though they were assessing the venues within. They didn’t give any obvious appearance of being a pair of Black Sun operators as they casually criss-crossed the floor towards him. They smiled at staff and exchanged greetings with various friendly inebriated patrons and did a fantastic job of presenting themselves as jovial salesmen. He picked them out in about 3 seconds.
They stopped at his table and their smiles vanished, the two seated themselves, a Bothan and human, the human slid a data disc across the table to the Chiss. He took the disc and inserted it into his pad. While the information scrolled and booted up the Chiss ordered 3 more glasses of the spice wine. He glanced at the information displayed. There was a grainy surveillance still of a bearded, dour looking human male in combat gear in some industrial facility. There had clearly been some kind of firefight around him based on the footage and in the background of the shot the Chiss could see several subjects down. There was a police ID scan and contact report with personal information. It was forged and very well done. There were some manifests of various weapons and supplies and a number of dossiers on other subjects. The human spoke. “We would like him brought in alive with any associates” The Chiss looked at the human and responded flatly “That could be arranged, the price will be triple though” The human sucked in his breath and gritted his teeth “That’s a highly presumptive thing to demand of my employer.” The Chiss paused and folded his hands before responding.
“These ID papers are clearly false, and absolute masterpieces, the kind of thing I’d expect from Imperial Intel or the Emperor’s Hands. If he made them he is an artist, if he bought them, he has enormous resources and contacts. The security still clearly shows he has considerable combat skill. Finally, if the Black Sun Vigo of Coruscant doesn’t feel his own resources are up to the challenge and he’s come to me, that points to a whole different level of threat. The price is triple.” He responded calmly.
The human paused, glanced at the Bothan and spoke. “Done. Triple.”
Staff delivered three glasses of spice wine to the table and walked away. The Chiss waited for them to turn away and spoke to the pair of Black Sun operators, “A drink then, to your health gentlemen and the prosperity of the Black Sun”. The Chiss subtly waved his right hand and two of the glasses slid untouched towards the others across the table.

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Deal on the Wheel - Session 5 (Beyond the Rim)
Deal on the Wheel – Session 5

ABY 0-6-20 Galactic Standard Calendar

Session 6: Arrival at The Wheel

“Here it is Rome, as ordered, the rarest of serpentine creatures in all the galaxy,” Huckyl said with glee, standing next to a medium specimen crate covered with a green silk cloth, “the Alamon Black Snape!” With a flourish the tall space weasel whipped off the cloth to unforough the 10 foot snake like creature. It coiled up and hissed violently.
“Oh my, it’s beautiful!” Rome exclaimed, walking over the container to inspect his acquisition.
“It is nothing, you really need to find me more difficult quarry man.”
“Oh Huckyl,” chuckled Rome, “I think you will enjoy your next contract.”
“Aye? Will the pay be better than 1,000 pitiful credits? Sometimes I wonder if you remember that you are purchasing the services of the greatest big game hunter to ever wander the galaxy.”
“Huckyl, I guarantee the next assignment will test not only your hunting skills but also your survival and stealth. The pay will be 5,000 credits.”
“5,000?,” Huckyl exclaimed rubbing his paws together, “What’s the quarry?”
“A ship.”
“Can’t hunt a ship.”, Huckyl stated with all too apparent disappointment.
“No, this is true. But the ship is on Changoo. The Nexu on Changoo will give you the chance to prove yourself. I am sure if you were to bring one back alive you could get even more out of the venture.”
“Ah! I like it! When do I leave?” Huckyl says with a smile.
“Be back here in 3 hours, you are not going alone. And do not mention this to anyone.”
“Oh aye?”
“Yes, consider this a safari of sorts. A highly secretive safari. That is all for now.”
With that, Huckyl bowed and exited off to Bitches and Creds to see his favorite tarts Casey and Pacey.
3 hours later….
Huckyl itched his jock. “Damn crabs, but dang that Pasey…” thought Huckyl as he entered Rome’s office.
“This is Huckyl, he will be joining you on your venture,” Rome exclaimed waving in his direction. He was talking to a large human, an intimidating looking Trandoshan, a conspicuous looking droid, and a Gand with a respirator mask so ubiquitous amongst their race.
“Well Rome, this is the group? A bunch of miscreants to be sure, and you know how I feel about droids.”
“Well,” Rome stated dismissively, “you have 8 hours to get supplies and information. I will send IT-3PO to your ship.”
Huckyl’s mind swam in a sea of doubt, how he hates droids. How can something without a heart be truly sentient? How can something without blood know of honor or courage? In fact he had come to pity them immensely. They would never truly know love, success, failure, or happiness. Maybe a sea of WD-40 would make them happy, but would it just be a reaction of process compared to an actual emotion? He may never understand. These thoughts teemed through his brain for a good long time until he noticed that the conservation was coming to an end.
“I will give you 10% up front. Be at your ship in 8 hours.” Rome was explaining. The human, Tengo, seemed tense. Huckyl inspected Tengo like prey, seeing that he was quick to anger and rather uncouth. He seemed to be quite street smart but rather lacking in true knowledge. But he had an aura about him that obviously served him well. His brooding appearance and manner of speech could help getting more information in a place as unforgiving as The Wheel. The Tandoshan, Boski, seemed a bit more unprepared for the trials of this place. For all his intimidating features his personality was more sensitive than appearances suggested. Only Ooyakk was unreadable behind his mask, and the droid seemed to have not been programmed for much but killing which suited Huckyl just fine.
As they left, the group began to discuss plans for the upcoming operation, not seeming to take much notice of Huckyl. He noticed that Tengo took the lead and divvied up the group. Huckyl and Ooyakk would go gather supplies then head to the cargo bay. Tengo and Boski to a couple cafes to gather intel. FA-13, and another droid stowed on the ship called B-1R would inspect a pod that had information from (name of the ship) which may contain its location then tap into the main frame to gather further intelligence. After all this, the group would convene at Bitches and Creds. They all went their separate ways with little formality. “Who are these people?”, Huckyl thought as he and Ooyakk made their way to get some survival gear.
Huckyl and Ooyakk walked away from the group down a long hallway towards the docking bay. As they traversed through The Wheel, Huckyl attempted small talk with the to this point silent Gand. Seemingly impervious to Huckyl’s gregarious nature, there was not much small talk. In fact, the only speaking came from Huckyl himself. They arrived at (the shop) where (name of owner) was working.
“Good day Huckyl! How are you?” he greeted the Selonian cordially.
“Well. (owner’s name)!” Huckyl stated cheerfully.
“What can I do you for?” asked the shop keep as he oiled a metallic cylinder with polish.
“We are looking for survival supplies” said Ooyakk, taking Huckyl by surprise.
“Yes we are indeed, what you got?” asked Huckyl.
“Whatever you need, you know I can get. In fact, tell me a story of interest and I can offer you 10% off the order” (owner’s name) explained. At this point, Ooyakk stalked off through the wares gathering what he thought the group would need not just for them but the crew of the treasure ship. Huckyl, not one to miss out on such an opportunity to boast, spoke of his travels to Tattoine where once he killed the largest Rancor the planet had to offer. So great was the reward paid him that he “made it rain all over Mos Eisley.” So impressed with the tale, the order was 10% off and the shop keep rounded the remainder down. He also offered up some of his special stock, a beautifully ornate slug thrower which Ooyakk offered to pay for with his company’s mutual funds. “Hm,” though Huckyl, “maybe I have managed an impression afterall!”
Through the comm chatter, it appeared the group had fared well thus far. Particularly FA-13 and B-1R but they would not mention exactly what they had gained over open frequencies. Tengo and Boski had done decently at the Alderan cantina, though Boski had made a little bit of a stir by pouring liquor out of a shandy on the ground near a memorial to loved ones of the survivors. “I knew it” thought Huckyl with a smile. “Such a gentle soul.”
“Now to the cargo bay?” asked Ooyakk.
“Aye friend, let me tell you of the time I slayed every last portuguine on the planet Akgraki.”
Huckyl, becoming used to Ooyakk’s foreboding presence, wove his tale. It did not seem to faze the Gand outwardly. Huckyl could sense that for all his cool demeanor, there raged an inferno in this creature’s soul. He longed to know why; Ooyakk had the air of a hunter about him. Intrigued, Huckyl stashed the new found revelations away in hopes to dig deeper into what made Ooyakk the prickly customer presented to him not long before.
They arrived in the cargo bay after a moderate walk and were greeted by (name of contact). Huckyl knew the man well, he had always been trusted with a small bribe to allow him to bring in the exotic creature’s Rome sent Huckyl to acquire. Never one for small talk he pulled the pair aside.
“I feel you should know, the Ya-Ya clan has been asking about you,” pointing to the Gand, “and the group that arrived in Dock 5.”
“Those damned Rodians, greedy and nosey,” Huckyl said spitting on the ground, “where is there ship and how secure is it? I have an idea.”
“They are docked in the hangar over that way,” stated (name of the contact), “give me half an hour and I’ll show you.”
This was just enough time for the group to reconvene. Tengo and Boski had paid a trivial fee to gain much needed information. Tengo seemed apathetic yet annoyed with the prospect that after only 3-4 hours another company had begun attempts to subterfuge his group’s efforts. His candor notwithstanding, Huckyl felt a genuine care displayed for his compatriots. “This might be a man I could come to trust” he thought. FA-13 and B-1R unveiled that they had come to obtain the entire financial asset list of (corporation’s name). “Perhaps these two droids could prove useful, even if not trustworthy” though Huckyl.
As the dissemination of the gains made slowed, Huckyl informed the group of his plans to circumvent the wills of the Ya-Ya clan. Ever the hunter, he always carried tracking beacons with him. Huckyl proposed to slip one onto their ship to help track their movements. The Gand, Ooyakk, seemed to find the plan agreeable but also wished to perform a ritual that would allow him to also track the ship’s location, and over a greater distance than the beacon. “The sign of a true hunter,” though Huckyl, “to always have a failsafe.”
Tengo was a little less impressed with the plan. How was it, he postulated, that a 6’5” tall space weasel would manage such a feat of stealth. He had noted that a large, muscular Rodian female had been keenly observant of the ship, keeping a close eye and hailing at all who tread near. Huckyl explained that he had some skill in being unnoticed, but understood the human’s trepidations. Huckly presented the idea for a distraction, having Boski and Tengo get into a small fight to draw attention from the grand deception. The plan was agreed, and the majority felt it would be wiser to meet back at the ship following to keep attention from the group.
Huckyl stooped in the shadows near the bay doors to the dock, watching as Boski and Tengo walked nearer the ship through the crowd. He noticed some slight shoving start before Boski swung a blow into Tengo’s chest. He turned to see the Rodian, standing erect near the ships entrance tweaking her nipples as she watched the fight. Huckyl shuttered, what a frightening woman, and crept towards the hull. He spied a location which would not be overly difficult a spot to place the tracker, but also allow him to get in and out quickly. He inched closer, and just as she was about to hoist the tracker up to attach to the ship he turned to ensure the distraction was still working.
“CLUNG!” came a loud crashing sound as Huckyl’s eyes widened. He had greatly underestimated the powerful force of the magnetic hold and the beacon shot out of his hands to hit the ship hull with tremendous force.
“YOU THERE!,” rang a strangely butch voice as the Rodian female spun around drawing her blaster, “What are you doin’?”
Huckyl did not even hesitate, he reached both paws up to his face and began swearing and cursing with the voice of inebriation.
“Who da HELL parks a ship ‘ERE?! I should sue you! All t’ree of you!” he yelled, stumbling around. His ruse seemed to work, as the Rodian female scoffed and ordered him away from the ship before disappearing through the hatch. Huckyl smiled and stumbled away. He figured it best that he continue his ruse to avoid suspicion, sure he would be followed.
The group congregated once more and decided it was time to get to Bitches and Creds. The bar and casino both were abuzz as (wookie’s name) was in town and his challengers had dropped from the fight. Not missing a beat, Boski offered to get in the ring and was whisked away to the pits for preparation before Huckyl could warn him. Huckyl stayed with the rest of the group which included FA-13. He gave them some information on the casino and which games were fixed and which legitimate. While stumbling around showing the group his stomping grounds, he spied the stripper twins Casey and Pasey wandering through the crowd in the club. Once they saw him, however, they emerged to greet the rest of his compatriots.
Boski was not privy to any of this information. Nor the warnings Huckyl wished the opportunity to divulge. The wookie was considered a champion in The Wheel, a large specimen even for his race shaved to the skin with only a Mohawk left. His record did not reflect this, being 5-12. This made the match up look favorable to Boski who was undefeated at 7-1 (though no one is quite sure how). Typically, (the wookie) fought 3 individuals, and the bookies were not giving Boski much of a chance with 3:1 odds.
The gang, minus Boski, was offered a private viewing room from which to watch the fight. This was in part due to the 8,400 credit bet Tengo placed as well as Huckyl’s reputation equally. Huckyl decided it best, in his expertise, to watch the fight from the stands with Casey and Pasey. He had been acting the drunkard this whole time and continued the charade. While boasting about his recent success killing enormous animals, he spoke of the safari to be undertaken to Pelor (lying EXTREMELY well) to find some “damned fairy tale treasure ship.” He also spoke of gaining exact coordinates to the ship from a pod purportedly jettisoned from the freighter before it crash landed.
With the buzz of the crowd reaching a cacophony of shouting and even some drunken brawling, the start of the fight could not have come sooner without hell breaking loose. The announcers introduced both fighters, who were bound together by the wrist at the midpoint of the circular arena. All the innocent charm and soft underbelly perceived by Huckly previously in Boski was now shrouded in an odd rage as he glowered at the wookie. The trandoshan acted first, landing quite an astonishingly powerful punch to the wookie’s head. In kind, (wookie’s name) smashed into the lizard’s collar bone area with a shattering blow. Huckyl flinched, believing that he must have had his arm ripped off. A loud cheer rose from the crowd as he looked back.
The pair had been exchanging minor blows for a couple minutes. Boski seemed to have (the wookie) on the defensive. He was staggering and favoring his left side. The wookie seemed more angry than anything, but was obviously hurting badly as well. As Boski lunged, the wookie took advantage and the trandoshan was thrown to the ground. (The wookie) paced around having untied himself before throwing Boski once more. He paced around raising his arms in the air playing into the crowd’s thirst for blood. Ever the sportsman, he calmly walked to a rack of clubs. He hoisted one up and walked to where Boski lay.
It looked as if Boski was to accept his fate. There was no shame in his fight; he did better than some trios had against (the wookie). But as he knelt there on both knees, staring up at impending demise, there was a sudden spark. With blinding speed Boski drew back and pounded his fist into the wookie with what strength remained. The crowd was silent for a moment as the wookie stumbled back and fell to a knee howling in agony. Boski had punched (the wookie) square in the testicles. The crowd was electrified! They chanted “Boski! Boski! Boski!” The favor was short lived…(the wookie) had recovered, deflected Boski’s last feeble blow and rained down a thunderous TKO double fisted slam.
“DAMNIT” Huckyl exclaimed.
“What is it, love?” Pasey and Casey cooed.
“I lost my last 100 credits there,” he said with a forlorn look.
“Aww, baby, you know you don’t need money with us!” Casey replied.
“I know, beautiful, but I have no time tonight. I must return with my charges to their ship. But I will see you upon my return,” Huckyl said, bowing to the twins and taking his leave. The group met outside the private viewing room. Tengo was outwardly peeved. Ooyakk seemed his normal non-descript self. FA-13 actually appeared to have enjoyed himself much to Huckyl’s surprise. But Boski was not present.
“Well, I suspect we should wait for Boski. It usually takes them about 20 minutes to waken a fighter that has been destroyed in that manner by (the wookie).” Huckyl explained with a smile.
“The hell it does!” came Boski’s voice from a baccarat table. He looked none the worse for wear.
“Impressive!” laughed Huckyl, clasping a hand on Boski’s shoulder, “how are you doing?”
“I’ve already lost the money I earned from the fight, that’s how I am doing!” glowered Boski.
“Most impressive!” Huckyl laughed again, “but I feel we should be moving along, IT-3PO should be at the ship soon.”
The bay was teeming with activity. Droids, humans, aliens of all shapes, sizes, and colors were heading this way or that like so many ants in and out of their burrows. Ooyakk began preparations for the hyperspace jump while B-1R aided.
Huckyl approached Tengo, Boski, and FA-13. “We should check our hull for tracking beacons, aye?”
Lucky for the group that Huckyl suggested they make the sweep. They found one and removed the item with haste.
“Shouldn’t IT-3PO be here?” inquired Tengo, “damned droid is late!”
Tengo stomped off to see what was keeping the droid. The group ran to catch up. As they turned the corner leading to the main walkway, a large room bustling with activity and heavy with sweat, they saw the problem. IT-3PO was being shoved into a grav-cart by a group of Rodians!
As they began to run, most of the group took off in pursuit. Only Huckyl stood, whipping his slug thrower around and taking aim at the grav-cart at the point furthest from the end being pushed forward and at the very top.
“One well-placed shot is all it takes…” thought Huckyl as the trigger squeezed…

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