Tales from the Fringe Anthology IC

By P-47 Thunderbolt, in Star Wars: Edge of the Empire Beginner Game

There was a delay due to high amount of law enforcement in the area.. RO-0K muttered to Sorn.

Raxle/Will walks into the bar. Sees Sorn and heads over to his table. Sorry I'm late. Had to deal with some minor issues. What did you find for us?

The Sullustan waves him to come sit in the corner booth with them, out of sight from the front. He hunches over conspiratorially, lowering his voice.

"Bill, you're in preddy deeb. I don'd dow whad kied of trouble you god in, ed I don'd wad to dow. This slicer worgs for Cribsod Dawd and is usually paired with boudy hudders. I really should'd be talkig to you, if sobwud saw be, I'd be id for a tod of trouble. Thad's why I called you to this place. I dow everywud who cubs in here, ed they dow be. I recognized you two from the other place, and I was preddy sure you were on Bill's side or you would'd have cub in before hib."

Thank you for the info. Wow, Crimson Dawn. Is there any reason why you think? Is it money or a person their looking for?

"If I had to guess, I'd say a persob. Cribsod Dawd doesn'd usually pig up boudies unless they're interdal. Wadch your bag. I also can'd tell you which ond of you id is, but you used to work for them."

Can you tell us what Crimsion Dawn was after? RO-0K asked, What was the information they were slicing?

He shakes his head, "I can'd say. I'd guess they were lookig for locatiod data, bud I don'd dow."

Thank you for the information. This will help us. I should get the info stick back from you for your protection. But please let me know what I can do for you to pay you back.

"CREDITS." the droid head states emphatically.

Sorn waves off the question and slides the datastick over to Raxle, "Oh, don'd mentiod it. To edyone ."

The droid huffs in annoyance and the Sullustan rolls his eyes, smiling sheepishly. "Just be careful, okay?"

Thank you and be careful. We should be on our way.

RO-0K looked at Bestin and Raxle. We should get back to the ship.. I'll make a few calls and see if we can get answers, Bestine, see if you can find out where we can find the client if needed... Rax, could you track down the slicer if we don't get satisfactory answers?

R2 and I will do our best.

Edited by tank0625

The group made their way back to the ship, RO-0K spent the trip processing their situation.. It had spent a long time to establish their neutrality in this business. It couldn't see the reason why this job went so bad. They clearly disclosed the trouble with the Slicer... Hopefully the Broker could shed light to the situation.

Once they arrived, RO-0K headed to the cockpit, opened a channel and sent the message It had prepared to the Broker.

While waiting for a response, Bestin does some checking of his own. "Rook, I checked on the executive like you sssaid. Assside from hisss office, he hasss a penthoussse in a ritzzzy dissstrict."

Just then, the dashboard beeps with an incoming transmission from Quissar. When RO-0K accepts it, the hologram flickers into existence, displaying the elderly Mriss. "Rook, what have you gotten yourself into? I heard about what happened and was already seeing what I could dig up on your client when you messaged me. The client has never done business with us before, and made no particular requests other than swift and safe delivery. I selected you for this job myself."

Rook, Bestin no luck with finding the slicer. R1 and myself will keep trying to dig sometime up.

Quissar, we disclosed the fact that there was an attempt to slice the information, there shouldn't have been cause to attack us. RO-0K explained, Unless the Client believes we are responsible for attracting the attention of- what we believe to be- Crimson Dawn.. And if the Client has issues with them I do not wish to become entangled in them.

He shakes his head, "That's not the worst of it. You're wanted for murder, assault, resisting arrest, hit-and-run, numerous traffic violations, and probably a few things I'm forgetting. You're going to have a helluva time getting off Coruscant. I'm seeing what I can do, but it isn't much. Do you have any recordings of the... incident ? That may help me get you off, but it'll take time. Meanwhile, you should probably lay low. They're on the lookout for the Rook ."

We do have a recording, transmitting now.. RO-0K said. Hopefully that will assist you with your efforts. I will Review our options with my colleagues.

"There, I've got it. I'll do my best. Pigeon out." The hologram flickers and disappears.

R1 I need you to come here. R1 drives over to Raxle and states, How can I help? I need to update your programming. Don't worry I'm not changing your memory. I need to give you new skills and and a blaster so you can defend yourself and this crew. It shouldn't take to long. Thanks for understanding little guy.

Raxle walks over to Ro0k and states, I'm ready and have my equipment. Don't worry this shouldn't hurt to much. Raxle chuckles to himself. Raxle puts his custom tool kit on table. Well lets start, Ro0k put yourself into maintenance mode. Now everyone needs to be quiet so I concentrate. R1 bring the new attachment please. For next few hours Raxle takes his time to remove the old equipment and attach the new device.

When Raxle gets done. He starts his tests to make sure the attachment works. Well that works very good. Ro0k should be very happy.

Well I think this works good. Ro0k how does it feel?

Raxle has spent several days casing the Client's house. During the investigation he has noticed a tech scanning company visiting a few times a week to debug the residence. The crew always seems to be two which includes a droid.

Raxle to Ro0k. Reporting in. The tech crew is over again. Same number, one human and a astro mech. There seems to be 3 different humans that show up. 2 males and one female. But their driving the same unmark speeder van. We need to find out more information on this tech company. I'm heading back to ship. Report out.

RO-0K leaned back in the command chair to process the information, It seemed like a decent plan with a rotating roster of employees that they could either replace or copy.. RO-0K preferred the replace option, to mitigate the possibility of getting caught by someone who knows the Tech employees asking questions they wouldn't know how to answer.

RO-0K and Bestin made their way to the nearest commercial speeder dealer and walked the lines of makes and models, looking for the closest match they could find. One came very close, same make and model, but one year older.

It will do. Ro-0K told Bestin, Let's find the proprietor and make a deal.

They make their way to the office to file the paperwork and rendezvous with Raxle. As soon as they are loaded RO-0K flies them to the Client's home.

Edited by RuusMarev