USH'S GAME EPISODE V- 'MAUSOLEUM'- LIGHT SIDE AREA

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Xeth- wait, you might have something... it is almost pitch black down here but you can sense some ledges above.... HIGH above.. you think your stuff rolled there! You are not sure if you can make it though...

As you withddraw, Balek loads a new rocket into his arm. Eek!

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"You won't trick me! says the man. "Never!

"It's true!" says the thin guy you just rescuded from behind./ "They are here to rescue us!"

The man with the grenades look unsure.

Xeth, using all of his strength, tries to make the leap for the ledge. If he cannot reach them with one jump, he tries to find a lower ledge on the wall to jump onto that and then up.

"listen to your friend, in your heart you know he speaks the truth. if I really wanted to kill you I had shot you with your own gun a long time ago, but I tossed it away"

"I... err... hmmm..." says the man, warily. "I... guess..."

Xeth, you jump high, straining every muscle...

And JUST get a hand on tbe ledge. You are dangling precariously!

The is a soft thud by you, as Balek's projectile harness fires a piton into the rock just by you.

Xeth, being closer to his lightsaber, pulls it to him and activates it, slashing at the harness before pulling himself up.

"Do you know of any place we could fine fuel so we can take you and all of your fellow prisoners off this rock?"

*I walk closer tto master Marcus, handing him his light saber, and placing mine back on my utility belt.*

"What is your name, friend?" I ask the man.

"Thank you Kosta"

*take out my communicator*
"all Clear Master Kellan, I found the escaped prisoner with the mines. I'll bring him over to your position"
*comm out*
"Kosta, Roan do any of you need medical help?'

"My chest is sore, but I think I'll be fine."

*I look over at the other slaves*

"Are there anymore of you here? We wouldnt want anything like this to happen again."

"Copy, Marcus," Kellan answered. "But we'll rendevous back at the hangar instead. Have you had any contact with Xeth ? I can't reach him on the com."

Xeth, you jump up athletically and, in one motion, twist, call your sabre to your hand, and slash away at the harness cord, which cuts. The corrdior you fell from is some 20 feet up. With one least effort, Balek fires his re-loaded rocket at you...

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Nope, that's it for the slaves, whose other names still escape me- they are all resuced. Aside from the fuel store, they don;t know where you could get any other fuel from.

But it is not all bad news. The pilot will contact you and tell you that he can confirm the captured ships DO have fuel on.

"I even have an idea that might help you make the distance," he says. "But I am not sure if you will like it."

All of you save Xeth may meet back at the hangar to discuss things.

"Which plan are you talking about?"

"im ok, nothing more than a scratch."
*walks to meet up with the others*
" ok pilot dude, whats your plan?"

Not sure what you mean there, Marcus.

"Well," says the pilot, "I only need enough fuel to get m ship back to the nearest Republican planet. I can do that, easy. You guys might JUST be able to make it to your co-ordinates. But it's not exactly regular.

"What you will need to do is abandon half of your ships and turn them into fuel carriers. You nolt the carriers to your remianing craft. You hyperspace roughly halfway there. You then refuel from those ships, and dump them in space, before proceeding to your destination.

"Technically speaking the dumped ships should be usable again, so long as you mark where you left them. I doubt many other people will come past, this far out.

"But it is still quite extreme. Are you sure it is THAT important?"

Xeth musters a Force push to send the rocket back at Balek.

"Yes it is that important, if is doable with not too much risk I suggest we do this master Kellan"

"yes but i forsee a potential problem. What happens if we get to the coordanates and survive our mission, and there is no fuel there? How could we get back?"

"I concur."