STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- The Cursed Swarm

The Garan passes out while everyone else gets to shouting.

"Did you see me take down that big one?!" Seth says, excitedly. "Vwum! Took him down...!"

"What WERE those things!?" Harvik asks. "I was not paid to fight an infestation, just to run security if..."

"They almost killed us!" Noland shouts. "I'm not going back out there..."

"Captain, you're bleeding," Mendus notes, retrieving his medkit.

"We're not leaving," Kart says, waving Mendus off and ignoring everyone in order to respond to your orders.

Gods, I keep swearing I'd already posted here. Sorry, sir.

Aurel said nothing at first, his aching body almost physically refusing to obey his commands, but this is was imporant. Wincing through the pain, the jedi walkover to and to Kart, murmsing quiestly, so as to help chicken cnat you wait not be bought by the gallong sized for nothing. That stupid.
"What is keeping us from taking off?"

I'm gonna figure out what's going ss to keep the bus on.

No worries!

"I have goods to deliver to those who are in dire need of them," Kart says. "Would you just abandoned a vulnerable and helpless people, Jedi?"

Nodded at Kart briefly before replying, "Of course not. It is clear that there is a dire situation upon this planet, and the inhabitants can any aid possible. I was not suggesting an escape, only a tactical withdrawal. Those...insects out there may or may not be able to damage the ship, but I do not believe having them swarming along the hull would be very beneficial, as well." The swordsman leaned against a control panel, careful not to accidentally do anything, and added, "This is your mission, Captain. I am only here to help in what manner I can. Do what you think is right."

"I'm with you there, Aurel," Seth says. "We'll follow whatever you decide, Captain. The Jedi are here to help those in need."

"Good," Kart says. "Now. We need to find a way to counter the bugs. We can't try fighting our way through again. Any ideas?"

Harvik volunteers that his flamethrower was very effective. Kart nods and waits for others.

Aurel was losing focus, but the young Jedi fought his fatigue to listen to the suggestions of the crew and Seth. The statement from Harvik caught his ear, and he tried to wrack his battle-wearied brain to make sense if what his instincts were telling him.

"Perhaps," he began with a pause to gather his thoughts, "if it were possible to concentrate them to a single area, Harvik could take the fire to them." It was an option, but something was still hinting subtly at him. As though he was not thinking big enough. The swordsman quietly cursed his injuries, and himself for being so weak that he could not keep himself from being hurt so.

"A choke point?" Harvik says. "It'd be hard to pull off. We're not sure how good they are at chewing through things. They bit the protocol droid and my armor just fine."

Look back on the fight and think of things that nullifying would have made the fight easier.

Here we are again...

Hycott

Iffa Na'Worru, you are on the planet Hycott, a small world on the very edge of Republic space. You and another Jedi, Mah Ar'cor, had been in pursuit of a terrorist responsible for a series of bombings. The terrorist- a man named Malish- had been trying to flee beyond Republic space. You caught up to him while he was refueling his ship.

The local authorities helped you arrest him, and currently you are stuck filling out paperwork to make it all official that he is being taken to Coruscant.

Mah returns to the office, having gone to check your ship. He seems to be in a hurry as he crosses the room to talk to you.

"Iffa," Mah says. "Step outside with me. Paperwork can wait."

A man of few words, Iffa raises an eyebrow at Mah, before smiling and following him.
"Sounds intriguing...." he says.

"It is," Mah assures.

You step out of the office and Mah takes you into an empty side room.

"We've just received a message from the Council," Mah says.

"what do they say?" replies Iffa.

Mah outlines the situation for you.

In times of emergency, the Jedi can use emergency signals to get the attention of the Jedi Council. Apparently one has been used in your area of space, though a short ways outside the Republic.

The Council wants Mah Ar'cor to escort your prisoner back while you go on to where the signal was issued, a small simple world called Boll-Gar.

The reason they chose you is because your particular talents (the combat-related ones) are needed. Boll-Gar is in a constant struggle between the humanoid Bollans and the reptilian Garans. It may be dangerous.

The Council is not sure what Jedi triggered the signal. They want you to find out.

Iffa thanks Mah and prepares his Starfighter. Punching Boll-Gar into the nav computer, he quickly plots his hyperspace route and heads to the planet.

Mah informs you that he intends to have the Council send him back, to back you up.

To Boll-Gar! Does Iffa want to make any preparations on Hycott?

Perhaps see if the council have any more info on the situatio?

The Council has nothing further to share. You are going to be their eyes and ears on Boll-Gar, after all.

Then off I go! Perhaps get some ropes, etc to take

The Hycott police force can supply you with some high-grade rope, and ask if you require any other supplies.

Also, out of curiosity- what kind of gun does Iffa use?

He doesn't use a gun! Far too uncouth. Relies on his trusty lightsabre.

Aha! More the 'can use a blaster if necessary' sort. Noted!