[my bad, been feeling a bit sick these last few days so was hard to concentrate. I zonked out last night XD]
Zolo at this point has pulled a panel from under one of the consoles and has begun to examine all the wires that run through it, again just to get familiar with the ship, and pauses to answer Fayvan.
"Oh, you know, no one has ever asked me about my past, haha kinda caught me off guard," he says as he comes back out from under the console. "Well not much to tell really, I'm just another run of the mill orphan, just like many others here on Tatooine. My folks died when I was just 10 yrs old, they were scrapers, weren't rich, but we got by. One day they came back Astro here in a big scrappy mess. They told me that this was gonna be my first real project, it was gonna be my job to restore him and everything, but of course they would help if I needed it." Zolo shrugs and looks a bit forlorn, "Course they never got the chance, next day they went scavenging and never came back. Never really was sure what happened to them. I tried looking for them for a bit but Tattooine is a huge planet, it's really hard to find two scavengers in these dunes."
"So eventually I came back to our house and started working on Astro, I called im that cuz I was a kid and I saw it said astro on his chassis, course now I know it stands for Astro Droid haha. Full name is actually T7-R9, but eh I got used to calling im Astro. Since that day Astro and me have been like brothers, struggling to survive. I mean too me a while to understand him." *BEEP**BEEP* Astro chirps. "What?! Yeah, easy for you to say, you were programmed to know binary, that does not make it easy to learn." Zolo shales his head and gives Astro a playful shove. Astro responds by playfully shooting a bit of flame near Zolo, but not close enough to make contact.
"Hey! Take it easy there you maniac this is a rental ship!" Zolo laughs, "Excuse him, he thinks he's hilarious with his death threats, but don't worry they're all jokes. But yeah, ever since I got him functional we've been workign as a team to collect money as scrappers, and recently as bounty hunters, since they make better money you know. Mostly just trying to get by, though I wouldn't mind finding any new info on my parents."
“Well it is very nice to meet you both, Zolo and Astro, “Fayvan says, with a warm smile. “I’d actually be up for a quest to find what happened to your parents after this job”
"Same to you," Zolo will respond to Fayvan and and give her a greasey salute.
*BEEP**BEEP* Astro says.
"Oh you're right Ro I better check the ion field before we arrive, could come in handy," Zolo says, and while we travel and talk I will just check through my equipment and get ready for the assault. If there is time after then I will check the ship for any damage and try to patch it up beforehand.
[Per DM approved retcon: Alema receives a comm text as you are walking towards the starport. She quickly glances down then types out a reply. To everyone she says, "Actually, it looks like we'll have another joining you. I've instructed him to go ahead and prep the ship."]
The walk to the starport takes another ten minutes or so. As you board, you hear a crisp male voice through the ship's internal overhead speakers. In a seemingly professional and practiced cadence, not unlike a commercial transport pilot would have, you are greeted. "Welcome to the 'Bantha Poodoo', I am Korvo and I will be your pilot for this Hutt-sanctioned hit. As you enter you will notice this mission is just a huge prank by Alema to see which of us will die from rust poisoning first. Also, who in their right mind would fly around Hutt space in a ship with no real weapons to speak of? As you board, please make use of our fine *only lavatory* and *total lack of privacy in this tiny can*. Don't touch my stuff here in the cockpit, and please be advised that I do snore. Otherwise, all pre-flight safety checks have been performed and we have clearance from the tower to depart anytime. For those of you manning stations, please do so when you are ready to get underway." You hear what sounds like a [whatever the star wars equivalent of a cigarette is] being lit, then a deep sigh. "That is all." The overhead speakers go silent.
905Jan goes to man the mechanic room with the engineer. When the cops open up, 905Jan is confused by the new voice and what he said. 905Jan turns to the engineer "Inquiry: is bounty on this person not true? Inquiry: Scrap ship for money and run? Inquiry: If bounty false, ship equals ours?
Fayvan says, “Ok! Let’s see how this thing flies… if we can get it off the ground at all, that is. She takes her seat and buckles in. I’m ready. May the force be with us- and our pilot.”
[I'm new to PBP and am not sure what the etiquette is. I didn't want to take off until Rue and Jocam had a chance to fill in. I'm happy to keep introductions flowing, or should we take off?]
(try to wait for everyone involved to reply. however if it takes 2 or more days it is ok to continue without them a bit. with warning of course. and ya feel free to give your characters introduction)
A moment after sitting down, Fayvan unbuckles. “Actually, l think I want to meet the pilot before putting my life in their hands.” She says out loud, to anyone listening. She leaves her seat and heads for the cockpit.
Fayvan is a lithe, pale pink skinned female humanoid clad in form-fitting purple clothing with a stylish hooded cape in a lighter purple. She almost could pass for human, except in place of hair she has many small writhing tentacles, that each move independently as she moves and looks around. She comes Into the cockpit and looks around. “Hi- nice to meet you, I’m Fayvan, you can call me Fayva if you like. I’ll be coordinator on the ship, let me know how I can help. But I can’t pilot at all. I’m a mikkian, if you didn’t know. I hope you know what you are doing..”
she looks around with a look of concern at the ship. Then gives a warm smile.
As Fayva enters the cockpit to introduce herself she sees a pale 30-ish year old human male. He is sitting in the pilot's chair drinking a cup of coffee and finishing off a cigarettes, his back turned to her as she enters. His head is shaved bald and he is wearing black and charcoal-colored well-worn mesh armor. Against the wall behind him is a Republic soldier's combat pack with a medium shield and blaster rifle leaning on it. He casually turns to greet her as she enters. He starts to look her up and down appreciatively, noticeably pauses a moment as he takes in the tentacles, seemingly mentally shrugs, then proceeds to look at her appreciatively.
"Nice..." Then, as if realizing he was speaking out loud. "Er, nice of you to introduce yourself." Immediately reflecting on how awkward that was, he sighs, puts down his coffee and throws the cig into it. He stands up straight and extends a formal hand. "Sorry about that ma'am - my name is Korvo Vos, it is good to meet you. You wouldn't happen to know if anyone else is trained as a pilot, would you? It is always best to have backups. If not, I can always teach you or someone else the basics. Everyone needs to start somewhere."
“Oh! I would love to learn. I spent my life being ferried around on diplomatic vessels and private yachts, they never let me near the controls! I don’t know much about the others yet- we only just met. But I’d like to watch you work if you don’t mind. I might even be able to help …occasionally.” she shakes his hand. As she does, she uses force guidance, (giving him a plus 1d4 to one check in the next minute). She smiles and says “may the force be with us!”
so then was that just him being bad with social situations? or does he think shes cute? cuz remembering he has 7 char it could go either way lol. or even both)
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(yesss he says it. that makes me happy)
(hello. anyone wanna contribute so we can continue?)
(Some people are busy on the weekends- but am excited for this game!)
(ya thats true but im not lol. im bored out of my mind)
(I know the feeling!).
[my bad, been feeling a bit sick these last few days so was hard to concentrate. I zonked out last night XD]
Zolo at this point has pulled a panel from under one of the consoles and has begun to examine all the wires that run through it, again just to get familiar with the ship, and pauses to answer Fayvan.
"Oh, you know, no one has ever asked me about my past, haha kinda caught me off guard," he says as he comes back out from under the console. "Well not much to tell really, I'm just another run of the mill orphan, just like many others here on Tatooine. My folks died when I was just 10 yrs old, they were scrapers, weren't rich, but we got by. One day they came back Astro here in a big scrappy mess. They told me that this was gonna be my first real project, it was gonna be my job to restore him and everything, but of course they would help if I needed it." Zolo shrugs and looks a bit forlorn, "Course they never got the chance, next day they went scavenging and never came back. Never really was sure what happened to them. I tried looking for them for a bit but Tattooine is a huge planet, it's really hard to find two scavengers in these dunes."
"So eventually I came back to our house and started working on Astro, I called im that cuz I was a kid and I saw it said astro on his chassis, course now I know it stands for Astro Droid haha. Full name is actually T7-R9, but eh I got used to calling im Astro. Since that day Astro and me have been like brothers, struggling to survive. I mean too me a while to understand him." *BEEP**BEEP* Astro chirps. "What?! Yeah, easy for you to say, you were programmed to know binary, that does not make it easy to learn." Zolo shales his head and gives Astro a playful shove. Astro responds by playfully shooting a bit of flame near Zolo, but not close enough to make contact.
"Hey! Take it easy there you maniac this is a rental ship!" Zolo laughs, "Excuse him, he thinks he's hilarious with his death threats, but don't worry they're all jokes. But yeah, ever since I got him functional we've been workign as a team to collect money as scrappers, and recently as bounty hunters, since they make better money you know. Mostly just trying to get by, though I wouldn't mind finding any new info on my parents."
“Well it is very nice to meet you both, Zolo and Astro, “Fayvan says, with a warm smile. “I’d actually be up for a quest to find what happened to your parents after this job”
"Same to you," Zolo will respond to Fayvan and and give her a greasey salute.
*BEEP**BEEP* Astro says.
"Oh you're right Ro I better check the ion field before we arrive, could come in handy," Zolo says, and while we travel and talk I will just check through my equipment and get ready for the assault. If there is time after then I will check the ship for any damage and try to patch it up beforehand.
[Per DM approved retcon: Alema receives a comm text as you are walking towards the starport. She quickly glances down then types out a reply. To everyone she says, "Actually, it looks like we'll have another joining you. I've instructed him to go ahead and prep the ship."]
The walk to the starport takes another ten minutes or so. As you board, you hear a crisp male voice through the ship's internal overhead speakers. In a seemingly professional and practiced cadence, not unlike a commercial transport pilot would have, you are greeted. "Welcome to the 'Bantha Poodoo', I am Korvo and I will be your pilot for this Hutt-sanctioned hit. As you enter you will notice this mission is just a huge prank by Alema to see which of us will die from rust poisoning first. Also, who in their right mind would fly around Hutt space in a ship with no real weapons to speak of? As you board, please make use of our fine *only lavatory* and *total lack of privacy in this tiny can*. Don't touch my stuff here in the cockpit, and please be advised that I do snore. Otherwise, all pre-flight safety checks have been performed and we have clearance from the tower to depart anytime. For those of you manning stations, please do so when you are ready to get underway." You hear what sounds like a [whatever the star wars equivalent of a cigarette is] being lit, then a deep sigh. "That is all." The overhead speakers go silent.
(thats funny)
905Jan goes to man the mechanic room with the engineer. When the cops open up, 905Jan is confused by the new voice and what he said. 905Jan turns to the engineer "Inquiry: is bounty on this person not true? Inquiry: Scrap ship for money and run? Inquiry: If bounty false, ship equals ours?
Fayvan says, “Ok! Let’s see how this thing flies… if we can get it off the ground at all, that is. She takes her seat and buckles in. I’m ready. May the force be with us- and our pilot.”
[I'm new to PBP and am not sure what the etiquette is. I didn't want to take off until Rue and Jocam had a chance to fill in. I'm happy to keep introductions flowing, or should we take off?]
(try to wait for everyone involved to reply. however if it takes 2 or more days it is ok to continue without them a bit. with warning of course. and ya feel free to give your characters introduction)
(I’ll go ahead and introduce my character).
A moment after sitting down, Fayvan unbuckles. “Actually, l think I want to meet the pilot before putting my life in their hands.” She says out loud, to anyone listening. She leaves her seat and heads for the cockpit.
Fayvan is a lithe, pale pink skinned female humanoid clad in form-fitting purple clothing with a stylish hooded cape in a lighter purple. She almost could pass for human, except in place of hair she has many small writhing tentacles, that each move independently as she moves and looks around. She comes Into the cockpit and looks around. “Hi- nice to meet you, I’m Fayvan, you can call me Fayva if you like. I’ll be coordinator on the ship, let me know how I can help. But I can’t pilot at all. I’m a mikkian, if you didn’t know. I hope you know what you are doing..”
she looks around with a look of concern at the ship. Then gives a warm smile.
[Thank you!]
As Fayva enters the cockpit to introduce herself she sees a pale 30-ish year old human male. He is sitting in the pilot's chair drinking a cup of coffee and finishing off a cigarettes, his back turned to her as she enters. His head is shaved bald and he is wearing black and charcoal-colored well-worn mesh armor. Against the wall behind him is a Republic soldier's combat pack with a medium shield and blaster rifle leaning on it. He casually turns to greet her as she enters. He starts to look her up and down appreciatively, noticeably pauses a moment as he takes in the tentacles, seemingly mentally shrugs, then proceeds to look at her appreciatively.
"Nice..." Then, as if realizing he was speaking out loud. "Er, nice of you to introduce yourself." Immediately reflecting on how awkward that was, he sighs, puts down his coffee and throws the cig into it. He stands up straight and extends a formal hand. "Sorry about that ma'am - my name is Korvo Vos, it is good to meet you. You wouldn't happen to know if anyone else is trained as a pilot, would you? It is always best to have backups. If not, I can always teach you or someone else the basics. Everyone needs to start somewhere."
(Smoothness 100)
(Charisma 7!)
“Oh! I would love to learn. I spent my life being ferried around on diplomatic vessels and private yachts, they never let me near the controls! I don’t know much about the others yet- we only just met. But I’d like to watch you work if you don’t mind. I might even be able to help …occasionally.” she shakes his hand. As she does, she uses force guidance, (giving him a plus 1d4 to one check in the next minute). She smiles and says “may the force be with us!”
so then was that just him being bad with social situations? or does he think shes cute? cuz remembering he has 7 char it could go either way lol. or even both)