USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II, EPISODE I (DARK SIDE)- New Order

"Your ship is in dry dock, Galder. By all means attempt to use your remotes, but we have to get the ships from maintenance to a hangar bay if you want it to do anything other than fly into a ceiling, and it may be simpler to just then get to the hangar bay, as you know how unintuitive autopilots can be.

"The conveyance system is automated, so we'll need to activate that to move your ships back to the hangars at some point in the process as well.

"We had better get moving soon. Moving the ships and shutting down the transmitter are, to be honest, the easy parts. The only big plan you need is to get past the Osokans. The only advice I can offer there, is to remember what they are and what they aren't. The Osokans are ferociously good warriors and dedicated Hunters... but they aren't actually very good soldiers. Their obsession is with the kill, not military discipline. Don't get me wrong, they're not dumb, and they can obey orders... but they are far worse guards than they are Hunters. They don't have the patience for it. It's not what they want to be doing. We can use that."

"Ok if the ships are at the starport and so is their transponders scanner, I guess that might be a good place to head..." Rah says, "I'm happy to go with someone and knock the scanner out while the pilots amongst us get their ships into the hanger."

"Just tell me where you want me to help," says Doon.

"Maybe a distraction? Draw the guards away wit a false report, and then get in while they're gone? Say Doon, you got anything we can use to send them a comm message as if from Helkin?"

"I don't carry quite THAT much gear," says Helkin. "But if you can organise some sort of distraction that might help. If the Osokans think they are missing the fight, they won't hang around no matter what Helkin tells them."

"Who wants to be a distraction?" Galder asks, looking around at the others, contemplating what to do himself. "I can pilot, so I'd be more useful grabbin' the ships..."

"Well I'm big and stripey! If that doesn't get their attention I dont know what will" Rah says "Shall we find a good place to create a nice distraction then?"

"Distraction? What kind of distraction did you have in mind?" Rianna asks.

"That's a good question..." says Doon. "We can't just wave a red flag at them. Has to be something they want."

"They want us," Galder says. "Should we kill innocent bystanders? Fire our guns and then run the hell out of Dodge?"

i'm not so sure they'd actually care about innocent bystanders.
but yes..it is us they want. SO the mere presence of one of us should trigger the pursuit..

"If one of you wants to play bait, by all means," says Doon. "If you feel you are up for it. Obviously I can't do that- not only do I not have your talents, they simply don't want me as much.

"Though talking of your current state..."

Doon has with him a batch of neuro-sensitive chemicals that cen be used to make a field 'repair' of yourselves. Which means everyone with Medicine can make one roll; the Outcome of that roll is how much dasmage, neuro or otherwise, you may heal before this all starts. You may heal yourself, or someone else, at your leisure, but each character only gets one roll!

Doon, undamaged, has Medicine himself at 10, and can make a roll for one of you.

i think i'm undamaged.
(oh..and i'll think of some other form of drawing attention..)

You are healthy indeed, Takuan.

Would be nice if someone could heal Tanic.

"Maybe you could rig up some sort of explosion? They see that, they'll assume it's us, and off they go. Then we get to our ships," Tanic comments, "However, if we're going to have one of us playing as the distraction, then I suggest it isn't me. I believe my skills lean more toward flying than pratting around."

"Doon, if you would be so kind as to help Rah patch himself up..." Galder says with a bit of thought. "He got an ass-whooping..."

(Tanic, Galder, Nume, and Rianna can all heal themselves...)

Galder takes some of the stuff that Doon brought them and patches himself up best he can.

"An explosion wouldn't be too bad of an idea," Galder contemplates. "However, I'm needed to fly your asses out of here alongside Tanic. Rianna, would you be up to the task?"

Well then, Tanic heals himself, reaching for some of the stuff Doon has.

Nume does the same, patching up some light injuries he attained trying to leap building to building.

(I don't have medicine, so I can't heal myself, Galder...ahh, hell...)

"Setting off an explosion? Sure. I can set it off far enough away to give ourselves time to get to the starport and to our ships while the Osokans are distracted...besides, I'm no good as a pilot anyway." Rianna says.

(Damned Blackguard, forgot that you weren't a Corsair...like me... 😄 )

"Which is why you are blowing things up instead of me, Rianna," Galder jests, giving her a nudge.

"When should we start?"