Val shakes her head and whispers
We don't know if they have droids of your model here and I don't want you getting shot, let me lead...
With one hand on her blaster grip, she reaches out to the door and presses the console, intent on moving swiftly inside if it was clear.
The door behind the desk does not open when you approach. Locked, apparently.
Sighing with annoyance, Valkyr uses a claw to pop off the access plate, squinting at the circuitry inside and muttering to herself
...series 3 parallel lockouts...twin poly-code generator...10 year old G5 chip with that lesser-known exploit that overrides all locks on the same phase...
Twisting two pins of a chip free of the circuit board, she retrieves a small magnetic clamp from her climbing kit and touches it to the exposed wires. A hum followed by several dull thunks follows, and the red light above the access panel blinks off before coming back on again.
She grins at 5
System in maintenance mode!
Scratching her comlink she tight-beams a broadcast to the rest of the team
I just caused a feedback loop in the security door lock system, which should open every electronic lock on the same electrical power supply, which is hopefully everywhere in the compound. You've got about fifteen minutes before it resets, but that should be long enough to do what needs doing. See you on the other side...
She stows the Comlink and with a nod at 5, pushes open the door and moves through.
The door opens to reveal a small, poorly appointed office, just as dirty as the rest of the building. A dented and scratched desk with a torn chair, a small file cabinet, and a grimy computer terminal is all that you see.
"5" nods appraisingly at the bounty hunter's work, Hopefully this terminal has access to other systems on site, or at the least, might have information that will aid us in our goals... The droid moves over to the terminal and proceeds to attempt access...
SSASA v T = 3 Success, 1 Advantage
Clicking away the droid hums in an almost pleasurable manner,Securty is so lax on the rim sometimes... I should...yes...let me see...
- Depending on how far the roll takes me in order of interest...
- Access to a comprehensive layout of the facility (security info,etc.)
- Some notion of who or what Drombb is answering to
- Something to use against him to get him to back off
- Anything the group can steal that would help them (physical)
- Information or credits that can be moved to "5" data/cred stick for sale
[ooc] = (4S3A vs 2F2T. Net 2S1A.)
- there are no real security systems to speak of, and the layout is just the three buildings
- 2000 credits
- Drombb has been very good about clearing his messages, except for two very interesting ones addressed to Thweek...
(Message 1) "Yes it’s a risky business. I’m amazed Trex managed to get away with that droid technician Sivor without causing the whole thing to fall down on our heads. You never know with kriffing bugs, with their clades and castes and such. Annoy the one on top and you lose every other link in the chain. Start from scratch. I thought this whole deal was going to fall through when we lost the support of Duke Piddock, but Dimmock– he might be the bug for us."
(Message 2)"Decapitated! Ha! Well, make sure he never gets to hear about that! I mean, don’t get me wrong, the bugs are kriffing hypocrites on the issue if you ask me. They’re more than happy to see dozens of drones squandered in their own games, but if he knew what happened with Sivor, it’d be all over for the deal. Hah, putting a techgeekin the ring against you! What a way to go."
Whistling to herself, Rae continues working on the engine of the large machine, oblivious to the sounds coming from the R5 unit.
Tok nervously looks around for something he could sabotage simply, not realizing this makes him harder to see.
Are you done 5? We need to be quick as we can here, so unless something you've found changes the plan we should get back to the others as quickly as possible...
-Posted with Wayfinder
"Thanks, Arfy," Tok whispers. He then stands up, hand to ear as if using a comm-link.
"Er, yeah. That's what I'm telling you. You hired me to check it all out and it's taking some time. Yes, sir. Yes. I know. Of course. If you could just send a couple of--"
Tok suddenly "sees" the two approaching thugs. "Nevermind, they're here. Yeah. I'll brief them. Nah, not too bad."
Tok smiles. "Hey, there. Clive Rofrep. We're here takin a look at all your gear, making sure it's all in tip-top shape. Had some complaints about stabilizers on some of the bigger rigs, and if one of those breaks down, well things get pretty f#+@ed pretty fast, y'know? I told my boss I could do this tomorrow, but he says getting it done tonight is worth paying overtime, and it's not like I can say no, right? Say, you guys got an extra quantum spanner on you?"
The thugs look at Tok suspiciously, but don't draw their weapons. They move over to the swoop bikes, and take two of them out of the shed and disappear into the Rylothian night.
"Might need to move quickly. Anything Arfy and I can do to help?"
5 hums, "2000 credits....and some names..." "5" taps his head to emphasize that he has what he saw..." there isn't much more in the system. Time for some sabotage and then get out of here?"
-Posted with Wayfinder
Ok 5, great. Can you lock or encrypt the system in some way that requires a passcode? If not or if it's easier then just delete everything!
Val looks around again
Once you're done we should get going
"5" rises from the terminal, Unnecessary. The system is of limited use and the time to lock it is better spent elsewhere. We should rejoin our companions.
With 5 confirming he's done all he can, Val leads the way back out, just as aware and cautious as the pair were coming in.
If there are no interruptions, she'll move out to the door to make sure the coast is clear between the office and the hangar.
The sound of drunken voices can be heard as several thugs come out of the cantina. There are six in all. Two split off for the shed, and four head for the barracks building. In moments, they will be on both groups.
[i]Just walk slowly like you're supposed to be here, if anyone asks you are part of an audit being done and they don't have the authority to know who, if you get in trouble I'll deal with it...
and with that, Valkyr melts away in to the shadows.
The Selonian assassin ghosts across the compound, keeping pace with the far more visible '5', taking care to stay in the shadows but close enough to aid the droid if he is physically challenged by the two thugs.
"5" mandibles chitter "nervously" at the instructions but the droid nods and begins to shuffle towards the garage where his other friends should be, moving at a regular walking pace...
"Rae? We need to get moving. Did you accomplish anything?"
The four thugs see '5' almost immediately. "Hey droid! Whatareyou..doin' here?" One of the thugs slurs. Two of the humans lean on each other for support, while the other two look for an answer.
Over by the shed, Droomb's boys come aroud between the vehicles, only to be surprised to see Tok, Rae, and R5. They go for their blasters...
"Could do more, how strapped are we?" Rae exclaims as she stands up from underneath one of the machines, just in time to see some thugs entering the room. "Ah hell." She mutters, wiping oil onto her pants.
In a low voice, Tok says. "Arfy, throw a shit fit and follow my lead. This is some classic grift."
When the Droid commences hysterically beeping and whistling, Tok says loudly. "What do you mean, quarantine? It's leaking what? Oh, f@&&! Am I ...do I have ..." He then "notices" the thugs. "For f~$&'s sake, get out of here! One of the rigs is leaking quantumium! I'm dead already ...get out!" He then clinches his gut and doubles over.
AAS
While it generally bothered the droid that other sentient species thought so little of his kind it occurs to him that in this moment, that might be useful.
"5" looks at the slurring humans and decides that the truth might be the best course I am here looking over the various systems. I was now headed to the garage to find the mechanic I came with.
The Shed: the thugs faces go white with fear, and they turn and run as fast as they can for the cantina, yelling all the way about a rad leak.
The Admin Bldg: the four thugs look strangely at '5'. "At 1 in the morning?" one asks incredulously. Another nudges the first with an elbow. "Hey. Let's get us some target practice. It's only a droid, Grath can put 'im back together 'fore ol' Droomb finds out..." The four laugh evilly, drawing their blaster pistols. "Run droid, RUN!"
Valkyr rolls her eyes at the macho display, at the same time swearing under her breath that things don't go smooth...
Sighting down her weapon she opens fire as the thugs fumble at their blaster holsters.
The blaster bolt slams in to the lead thug and burns clear through his shoulder . Realising she's outnumbered she shouts
Sniper! Get to cover and keep your heads down!!
Hoping against hope the thugs listen to her, she whispers in to her Comlink to 5
Run!