Tales from the Fringe Anthology IC

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

The slavers walk purposefully into the spaceport and head around to the entrance to the ship. Krassok shouts a threat as he unlocks the door, "Sssurrender and I'll make thiss quick, sskug!" the Rodian chimes in with a barrage of not-so-nice words in huttese, and then the Trandoshan opens the door.

Vanya takes in a breath as she draws her bow and aims it at the hatch.. waiting.. patiently waiting ... then, as the hatch opens and she sees the figure step inside, she releases the bolt. Vanya watches as it slams into the Trandoshan, but he doesn't go down.. she takes another breath and draws her bow....

The Trandoshan lets out a hissing shriek as he charges forward, hacking through the droids on his way to Vanya. He cuts the head off of one and hits Kor hard. "Uh-oh. Fire, fire!" "roger-roger" Kor and the remaining droids fire at him point blank hitting him hard. the Rodian swears and ducks around the hatch, firing his pistol at the droids. He nails Krassok on accident, dropping him. "POODOO! Koochoo Krassok!" He turns and starts to run away.

"POODOO! Idiot Krassok!" He isn't actually running away mechanically, so he is still at Short range. Vanya is up, so to shoot Deezbo is Easy.

Edited by P-47 Thunderbolt

Vanya watches the inept Rodian shoot the Trandoshan and shifts her aim to the Rodian as he makes a run for it. She releases her bolt, catching him in his side.. The Rodian kept running.. Vanya's anger rises and she yells as she chases after him drawing her bow, waiting for a shot... just as the Rodian pauses to exit the bay, Vaya releases another shot. Hitting him squarely at the base of his neck, causing him to pitch forward and collapse in a heap.

Vaya stalks toward him, grabbing his collar and dragging him back to the ship. She drops him at the base of the ramp and heads inside the ship to retrieve her sword from the Trandoshan. Vanya lets her anger fuel her effort of dragging the large reptilian down the ramp and leaving him next to the Rodian.

Umm.. Vanya? Kor asks from the top of the ramp. I don't think 334j6 is doing very well....

Vanya barely reacts as she walks by to retrieve the Aqualish and dragging him out as well... She looks down at the three a moment. Then drawing her sword, she goes down the line making three swipes. Then going back, to place each head on their chests.

Only then, as she finally let in a heavy breath, did she turn to Kor.. Take me to 334j6.

Vanya follows Kor back into the ship and kneels next to the decapitated droid. She spends a few moments to see if she could repair the damage, but soon realizes she doesn't have the technical expertise for this level of damage to the droids systems..

I'm sorry Kor.. She says, standing up, I'm not skilled enough to repair 334j6.. We could look for a Droid repair specialist..

Kor and the remaining droids hung their heads. It's ok Vanya, we'll get 334j6 to a maintenance facility when we deliver your intel to the Republic.

Vanya nods, Very well.. I'll head out and see if there is still a Republic presence in the area, I'll return shortly.

Roger-roger! The other dorids say, nodding in unison.

Vanya heads out into the surrounding city, at first looking for telltale signs of military presence, but then slipping into one of the many tap-cafes that surround spaceports across the galaxy. She took a seat and ordered a caf and waited, listening to passing customers talk about their mundane jobs, family lives and other planets visited. One such conversation peeked her interest; dealing with new docking fees being put in place by the new Separatist commander that set up their headquarters at the old Republic supply depot.

Vanya turned in her seat, leaning toward the conversation. Excuse me.. I just arrived on a transport this morning, I wasn't aware that the Separatists arrived in system..

The two men turned, staring at her in disbelief. Where have you been? They took the sector last year. The second man pointed out the window, Vanya followed the gesture and saw two B1's followed by a Super Battle droid, turning the corner of a cross street, continuing their patrol down the street.

Vanya let her eyes go wide as if she had never seen the droid army before. I just arrived from the outer edge of Wild Space.. she looked at the droids in awe, Is that the droid army?

The man snorts, "Yeah, I guess you could say that." He turns back to the others at his table, "so anyway, as I was saying..."

Vanya's comm beeps, and as she picks it up, she hears Kor's nasally voice, "Uh, Vanya? The spaceport authorities are here. They've sealed off the port and are bringing in a gravity lock."

Sigh, of course they have.. Vanya muttered. I'll be right there. Vanya stood, left her payment on the table and headed back to the spaceport.

Kor's increasingly panicked voice comes across the comm, "Uh-oh, Vanya, they have battle droids! They're going to try to board! What do we do! What do we do?"

Vanya smiled, Kor, she purred, You are a battle droid as well, tell them you are on a covert mission and your commander is on her way.

"Um, roger-roger. I have a bad feeling about this. "

Vanya hurries toward the starport, and as she approaches her ship's berth, she sees a high concentration of spaceport authority vehicles and officers, sealing off the area. When she gets close enough to look into the bay itself, she sees two officers backed up by a squad of six B-1s standing near the ship, which has been locked down by the gravity lock Kor mentioned. As for Kor and his brothers, she can't see them.

Vanya hesitates for a moment, pulling her datapad out and skimmed the information, looking for inspiration.. Finally coming across an authentication code used by CIS agents on covert missions. Taking a deep breath, she pulled the cowl of her hood, to obscure her face. Here we go....

She approaches the officers, What is the meaning of this? she growled.

"Are you the owner of this vessel?"

Vanya glares at the officer, No, it isn't.. I am an agent for the Confederacy, these criminals tried to capture my escorts and I so I was forced to- Wait, were are my escorts?

"I'm going to need your clearance code." the officer says, unimpressed.

CCZX2-HOVAC. Vanya states confidently.

"Hang on, let me check that with HQ." He steps aside and communicates on his comlink for a minute, then turns back. "What are you doing here?"

I told you, She said in an annoyed tone, The owners of this ship attempted to capture myself and my escort. I fought them off and now I am trying to collect my escort and continue our mission. Surely my escort informed you of this.

"Hang on." He steps away and gets back on his comm. "Alright, your code is expired, but we're to assign you an escort and release you on your own recognizance while the higher-ups sort this out. You aren't to leave the city until you've received further word." He signals to the other officer who hands him a datapad. He holds up a hand to signal quiet while he scans through, the holds out the datapad and a stylus, "Just sign this datawork, and you'll be all set to go." He signals to four of the B-1s standing near him and they take up an escort position behind Vanya.

Edited by P-47 Thunderbolt

Where are the droids I came here with? She asked.

"They are deactivated inside the ship. They are pretty banged up, and one of them seems to have developed some... personality quirks. Per standard protocol, they're to be sent to maintenance for debriefing, repair, and memory wipes."

Very well. Vanya nodded, I'll just collect my belongings from inside and I can be out of your hair until this all gets cleared up.

The officer nods and then turns to his partner, showing him something on the datapad.

Vanya enters the ship and collects her "belongings", making a show for her new escorts, collecting a medkit and random survival items. Vanya carefully packed her bag with the items and continued through the ship until she finally found what she was looking for; Kor and the others placed along a wall in standby mode with restraining bolts. Setting her bag down she knelt next to Kor and placed her hand on his head. I am sorry my friend, but I can't get you out of this. she murmured, barely a whisper. But I will keep my promise that you won't fight this war any longer.. Vanya reached in her pocket and pressed a button on her datapad, sending an encrypted signal triggering the memory wipe of the small group of B1's. Because now, you aren't you anymore... She stood and retrieved her bag and walked out of the ship.