That's it, then. We need to get into the warehouse we're close to, take a break so it seems like that's where we're actually putting everything, then take off again after attention has gone elsewhere.
Why exactly did we need everything piled together, again? If that's not vitally important, we may want to split up and stash a divided amount in a few separate areas. That'll make us harder to follow, make the Imps less likely to find the weapons, and the decreased size will be less conspicuous.
Any ideas, everyone?
(Then put the plan in motion, Rhys. Scarlet is the only one of you currently with the convoy, send her the message and she can get on it.)
Galahad looks away from Drakkon.
"I have never lost hope that he may still be alive," Galahad says. "It may be foolish hope, but...one can never be too sure. From the moment I decided to surrender his life to the Jedi Order, I was told he would become great, that his potential was vast. Had he been on Coruscant, he could have escaped. Had he been offworld, fighting in the Outer Rim Sieges and whatnot, he could have escaped. His faith in the Force was strong."
Galahad sighs. "But really, I don't know. He was never a fighter."
Galahad turns to Drakkon again. "What information did he supply you with?"
(OK, now I really feel stupid. It never once crossed my mind that the convoy was this huge arrow pointing to the 'secret lair'. Good plan about finding another place, maybe several. If we have time (i.e. the Imps don't show up) maybe we can stagger out the departures this time. Hopefully we can save this.)
Don't worry, Jazz, I only just realized it last night after I got off the computer.
Working with the Rebs is making me a strategist, dammit. I have a Darkie reputation to uphold!
Rhys will relay his plans to Scarlet, and inform Kyle of the turn of events as well, if he's back by now. After the convoy gets into the warehouse, he'll tell the Osokans to sit tight (through Scarlet, if necessary) while he goes back outside. I'll make an Observation roll for anyone seen focused on the warehouse while Rhys circles it, Ush.
Results depending on what that roll turns up.
(After getting Rhys' message Kyle will go for an observation roll as he approaches the place. If it seems clear he'll enter and take over the skiff from Eerin.)
Kyle rolls his eyes at Rhys' alert. Great, we really managed to screw that one up. Let's hope we don't keep it up. He slows down and pays much closer attention to his surroundings, alert for an ambush.
(It crossed my mind, but then it slipped out again, it seems. 😖 )
Scarlet will relay this to the Osokans. "Are there any possible locations we could take this stuff OTHER than the charnel? It would be good to distribute it..."
(I'm going to just say that this is our first lesson in planning and that all will be better later...)
This syndrome needs a name, like the Rebel Reshuffle, or something...
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The Osokans shrug. They could probably find a few places. Problem is, spread out a lot and you inevitably have to start using premises belong to other Lodges, and Drkakon would have to talk with them, as there is no point aggravating them over something like this. Drkakon has already issued a lot of unpopular orders lately.
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Kyle- you are being followed out the starport. A different feeling this time though. Same person Scarlet chased away earlier.
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Rhys- you do not see anyone outside observing the warehouse
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Cass- well, you can't make sense of it. It's not a prootcol used by the Alliance, for sure. All computer buzz nonsense.
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"I know the Jedi were getting quite desperate at the end of the war," says Drakkon, "but I think you and I both know that it was highly unlikely he ever keft Coruscant."
You remember the moment you saw the Temple burning all too well.
"What he gave me... but no. I am not here to brag about my hunts of the past. Those days are long gone. Bue assured, I do not fear Vader. I take his presence as confirmation that the Emperor intends our destruction, however. I feel that soon that any advice I seek from you will be military."
And indeed- with the Imperial army deploying, once this weapons mess is out the way, you will have to think of a way to go on the offensive. Waiting for the Imperial army to come to you is... well, you know you can't win like that.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. Aggravated or not, are any of the other Lodges really going to press the matter enough to oppose the Guildmaster completely?
We don't necessarily have to spread out much anyway, just enough.
Having seen nothing outside, Rhys will tell the convoy (again through Scarlet if necessary) to split up and move off in separate directions, to find other places where the weapons can be easily stored out of sight. Perhaps he'll trade off the skiff with Eerin, so Eerin can wait for Kyle?
We need the weapons stored somewhere other than where we are right now. We'd like them stored separately, in several locations. It'd be nice if we didn't have to deal with the other Lodges to do it. I suppose they should be easily accessible.
We're storing them because we need to keep them out of Imperial sight until we need to use them.
Then again, you just said we need an offensive plan. Is there any way to start distribution now, or do we need Drakkon's order first? Is this the time to start distributing, or is it still too early?
(Let's leave the fake skiff full of junk in the place and just move one or two more spots with the real stuff. Let's keep it simple. Ush are our comms (in theory) secure? Kyle won't lead anyone back to the charnel, but he'd like to alert his friends of his predicament. Especially Eerin. Also, does Kyle actually see the guy back there and know who it is, or is it his smuggler's instincts?)
Kyle kept up a steady but casual pace still heading back to the warehouse for now. He was being followed, and he didn't want to lead them back to the guns. He also knew that the best way to deal with a tail was to keep them in sight, and not let them know that you know.
(Good point.)
Kyle pulls out his comm, attempting to look casual about it. He smiles into the reciever as he speaks. "Hey Rhys, Eerin? Yeah, I think I'm being followed." he laughs and nods. "Yeah, can one of you come out to help me. I want to try to catch my tail." A pause, then: "Alright, take care!" He puts the comm back in his pocket and continues on, smiling like it was a pleasant conversation.