Meanwhile, Edna, you are ideally placed to see Faylar giving the triumphnat order to activate all of the battle droids.
A loud hum permeates the entire palace and shakes it slightly as thousands after thousands after thousands of droids activate at once. Seconds later, from the lower floors, droids start to pour in a huge wave into the city. Some start diverting upwards in a flood slowly filling their way up the balconies.
Ok, Rex, he is programming the platforms about now...
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Arashan answers his comm as you and Krisha face off, queeq.
"Yes? Understood." He turns it off. "Don't risk it, Krisha," he says. "We're not after glory seekers. You were a fool to come here, Quam. Now the army is activated you will never leave this palace alive."
"I want him NOW!" says Krisha.
"You wouldn't want to appear on that hit list as well, would you?" he asks. Krisha looks annoyed. "Pull back to the command level. He won't have a hope against us there. He can follow us and die, or stay here and be hunted down later."
Krisha shoots you an ugly look, queeq, which is difficult for such a good looking girl.
"Soon..." she says. The group starts backing away. It must besaid, fighting all of them could have been a right pain, queeq. Krisha swill stay closest to you the whole time, her sabre lit.
"Ooooh, you're chaperone holds you on a tight leash." Quam sneered with pleasure. "Go then, obey your master. Be sure you don't do anything to annoy him." Quam kept hammering the sneers in, hoping to trigger Krisha's anger. Quam knew anger was a powerful ally, but too much could be blinding. He could see that blinding fury in Krisha, she'd always had that. "He looks rather scary..... he could be your daddy. But go" Quam enjoyed this, "Daddy's beginning to look rather annoyed. Go and run from the bad man...."
"Bed? So you have some deal going here. He doesn't play too much of a boss in exchange for some of your..... pleasures."
Quam was enjoying this. "Listen to your boyfriend, Krisha. Women should know their place in a healthy relationship." Force senses at full alert a muscles ready to fight, Quam was ready, but he looked cool, casual and unexpecting.
Quam sticks out his tongue. "Come and get it..... if you have the guts..... if your BOYFRIEND with the BIG GUN lets you." Quam sneered with great pleasure. He knew he had his hooks in her. Underneath his robe Quam had his right hand fixed on his tommy blaster and in his left he still held a light sabre.
Edna decides it's about time she got a bit closer to Faylar and that meant up. Edna looks at the stairwell guarded by the gun turret. If she could just get a long enuogh run up... Edna backs up and takes a run towards the stairwell upwards. As she reaches the stairwell she digs deep into the force as she possibly can to make herself faster and possibly get past the guns before they have chance to react.
Edna's focussed force powers come to the fore, and she blurs greatly for a moment as she zips up the stairs.
You are up on level five now, Elle. From here you can see Faylar, and the huge operations board behind him, perfectly well.
The stairs that would be guarded by his bodyguard are empty right now as they are all crowding near him.
This level appears to be the administrative heart of Faylar's empire but all the filing cabinets, and so on, would be in the rooms and corridors surrounding the balcony, not on the balcony itself. Mostly boring bureaucrats on this level. But still loads of control bankls and so on that offer plenty of good hiding places.
You can probably see Arashan backing out onto the balcony two levels below now.
Faylar is organising movements of the droids to various parts of the city ready for their assault on the pro-Republican lines outside.
Someone reminds him of the ship about to make its landing run on the platform on top of the palace.
"Is the medical team ready?" he asks. The aide nods. "Then don't bother me about it any more!"
(Yup, sorry queeq, I had two people who could react to the events you were causing, see?)
"Don't worry, Arashan," says Krisha. "I'm just going to teach this Rutarian slimeball some manners..."
"One more step forward and I'll shoot!" says Arashan, much to his own surprise, you can tell, queeq. You can also sense Krisha's conflict, but then her emotions were always dead easy to read.
However, your senses also are feeling a problem. At least one of the Jedi you have met before is nearby.
"Hmmmm.... the odds are getting more and more exciting", Quam thought. "Now let's see how far they are willing to go with all this.." he wondered. His right hand pushed the charger on his tommy blaster. Within the blink of an eye he could light this place up like an Onkah tree during the Zee festival, blinding all his adversaries for a moment.
"Slimeball......? Judging by your taste in BOYFRIENDS, I must be JUST YOUR TYPE!" Quam replied. "And I hope you trust your own little slimeball there to be accurate, he just might hit you in the back." There, that might create a little hesitation with both Asharan and Krisha... enough to have the advantage.
Edna, the Jedi are coming back onto the balcony above you.
Queeq, hard to progress without knowing what the others are doing, but even as you speak you spy Lance Windu outside on the balcony, behind Krisha, Arashan, and his thugs. He is looking at you. A guard nearby him is carrying his sabre, and anotjer it seems- you assume the man next to Lance is also a Jedi, but he is not dressed like one.