Derelict

[Kieran Sontebren]

It was a calm trip, as Kieran didn’t want to interrupt his master he was quiet and silent just focusing his energy in the previous training he was ordered to perform. Some movement from the other people inside the ship alerted him as then was informed that they arrived to the destination. It was odd, he couldn’t sense any kind of life around, or inside the ship, it was as his connection with the force was severed. One thing that he knew, that didn’t bothered him, he was just new using it, Kieran thought he could survive at the end without his newly founded powers.

One soldier, he was like 45 years old and apparently a commander, approached Kieran and gave him a suit, “Suit on soldier, there’s indication that not breathable air till now.” Kieran nodded and put on the suit, he grabbed his blaster and descended the ship. It was odd, he felt like the ship had still the gravity generator on, but the life support, at least in the docking bay, was off, This ship seems to be old, the marks there, I haven’t seen before. thought Kieran. He then moved next to a door, he saw a panel with a small green button blinking on, he could press it, but first he wanted to alert the others, if it was a wrong move then maybe all of them could be wandered in the empty space. He decided to talk to his master, knowing that the force was a no go now, he walked to where he was standing. It was near a generator, what could a generator like that be doing in the docking bay at first, was the first think that passed in his head, besides it wasn’t his business, “Lord Blood, I found a panel in that door.”said him pointing with a finger to the direction, “I think it could open the blastdoor if we hack into it, may I do it?”

[Master Buggie]

Once Bexel and his squad had gone through the tedious process of cycling the Helix' small airlock and resetting it for each individual, Buggie determined that it was time for he and his squad to venture forth. From the cockpit viewport, Buggie could see Bexel ordering his squad to investigate the cylinders before he headed up to the catwalk that looked out above the engineering bay. Buggie had honed in on completely different features-- a lift that was already lowered, leaving a large gap in the bay's deck plating, as well as a door in the corner of the room. If this engineering bay held nothing of interest to the two squads of pirate, perhaps then they could move further into the depths of the large vessel.

"Legs," Buggie directed the White Blade Jango Jumper, "When we get out there, check out that door and tell me if there's power."

As for the rest of his squad, Buggie reminded the Trogodile pilot to remain with the ship, in the event that the squads needed to make a quick exit. Additionally, he directed the pilot to ready the extendable power conduit. Normally, the pull-away power cabling was used to power small utilities such as a lamp or a scanner array that often needed an external source of power. In this case, Buggie had another idea.

"Sava, you're with me," Buggie directed the professor of antiquities.

Once he and his two remaining squad members had mimicked Bexel's squad and cycled the small airlock on the Helix, they all set foot on the ship's deck plating and ventured toward their objectives. Once the Sullustan sava had informed him of the state of the lift and the Jango Jumper had reported that the door was unpowered, Buggie's suspicions were confirmed. He advanced to the prow of the Helix and reached up to grab the pop-out power conduit. Pulling it away from the ship, a satisfying click-click-click sounded as the conduit extended from the ship toward Buggie's objective; the unpowered lift. If the lift could be provided power, Buggie hoped to make it functional and call it up so that he and his squad could proceed further down onto a new floor of the ship.

As Buggie looked for a place to plug the conduit into to reactivate the lift, he glanced back at the cockpit viewport of his ship. He had not mentioned it to anyone yet, but there was something particularly troubling about this ship. It seemed that Buggie's ability to manipulate the Force was being hampered by some unseen source. The Force had not abandoned him-- it still remained in all living things and bound the galaxy together within its infinite energies-- but if he was trying to use it, there was certainly something overpowering his abilities within this ship. Whatever it was, if it was too powerful for Buggie, there was no way that he wasn't going to drag his squad off of this vessel and retreat. The Force had been his ally for too long for him to stand much of a chance against hostiles without it.

[Solle Ozrok]

Solle got up from his pilot seat, quickly turning his body to where everyone was stationed at before the ship had docked. He quickly passed by the old and rusted compartments and wiring of the ship to where SE-14r Blaster pistol that was placed on the small table of the ship. He picked it up and his essential equipment for any mission, P-15 Personal Shield Generator, and his vibro-blade, which he sheathed it in his blade just in the opposite of his belt was his scout Blaster, holstered. He headed for the airlock, placing his storm commando helmet on his head. He observed the current area which they were docked in, it did indeed look like a battle had erupted at this part of the massive ship. Solle took one last look at the airlock before continuing where the rest had went off too. "No one is gonna guard the damn ship?" He murmured to himself. Solle stopped in his tracks to observe the remaining escape pod, he looked at the terminal, not wanting to touch it, He left it alone for now.

Solle continued in the dimly lit corridor, the sounds of his feet stepping on metal was the only thing his ears hear. The sound was slowly died out by the sounds of grunting and voices from the right section of the T-Junction, he managed to catch up with the two High-Ranking officials of the Empire and the owner of the ship. He slowly walked up to Rhoden, softly tapping him on the shoulder "We're not gonna leave anyone with the ship?" He questioned to the owner of the ship, speaking through his helmet. "I'm not ordering anybody around but wouldn't that just be a smart thing to do?" He eyed the droid as it helped Doren with a panel, Solle did hope that the droid did not lie about not carrying tools, it'll benefit Solle because he wouldn't have to drag a clunky mess of a toolbox throughout the mission.