@Maleth @TuskatheDaemonKilla @BuriasDempsey @Wata [Why did you let the beasts out anyways?] they would hear a relatively high pitched synthetic voice whine in the distance. [I thought we were we supposed to find the escaped native] they would hear a similar sounding synthetic voice respond in kind. It was at this time the source of the synthetic voices started to become visible to the group. Four rather skinny bare bones looking droids with curved heads and armed with E-5 Blaster rifles were walking along either side of a rather large grey colored repulsor craft with dark blue highlights that seemed to be at least ten meters tall. Behind the skinnier looking droids were much bulkier dark bluish droids that raised their right wrists upwards revealing wrist mounted blasters built into them. The vehicle the droids were flanking either side of appeared to have a pair of twin Blaster cannons on the bottom front of the heavily armored vehicle. And as the convoy continued moving it appeared the vehicle was rather long as well, appearing to be almost 36 meters in length. An insignia of what looked like a six sided shape made up of six triangles all meeting to a small circle in the center was printed on the side of the convoy. [Yes, we did want to find them...Alive...we wanted her alive] the frontmost droid on the right would state. [Oooooooh] the frontmost left droid would groan with its vocabulator. [They are going to melt you down for this one unit 298] [AH A...ooooooo] [Quiet you two, I heard them go this way...but I'm not picking them up on my sensors] they heard the middle left droid pipe up [SCAN LOST] one of the bulkier droids would state plainly in a much deeper voice then the skinnier ones, [NEGATIVE ON AUDIO SENSORS]. [Forget it, we got to take the ones we have back to base before the Republic finds us] The droid group would continue moving slowly along the path, muffled yelling being heard emanating from within their vehicle toward the back of it. [They seem to be getting rowdy again] one of the skinnier droids whined, looking behind it toward the back of the vehicle, [Get unit 867 to shut them up] With that said one of the bulkier droids began moving to the back of the large vehicle that now stopped itself in place. The back entrance ramp extended downwards toward the droid as it drew closer. It would fire a shot off upwards into the air, [CEASE AUDIO DISTURBANCE] it would emotionlessly drone, as the voices began to mutter and die down. @High_Adept_Zeth @Avenging-Angel Both Vala and Xandar decided to continue forward with the mission and not wait like the others seemed to be complicit in doing. Vala encountered no further issues in the forest and would have actually made up distance for the time they lost to the Gutkurr attack. Would have, for the Falleen would continue falling over his own feet in the forest environment much like how the old clone berated them for previously. If not for the jawa, it was entirely possible Xandar might have lost himself in the forest and wasted even more time. In any case, the two would still find themselves a fair distance away from the group, where they would be unable to see those they left behind. However due to this, they were also unable to make out exactly what caused the blaster shot they would hear ring out through the forest.
@High_Adept_Zeth "Combat merely for combat's sake." Xander looked down at the Jawa accompanying, really guiding, him as the sound of a blaster shot reached them, the Falleen turning to glance back the way he thought they'd come. "At least you knew better though."
Garjin grumbled to himself as he studied the convoy. At the pace these tin buckets were going it will take them a lot longer to reach their outpost if they followed them like he was originally envisioning. What's worse is the green human and short one left without the rest of the group. 'So much for teamwork.' he thought to himself. If he wanted these droids to get to the outpost on their schedule, then motivation was needed. Make them think the republic was already on their heels. "Grenade." he said, having one of the simulation explosives spawn in his hand. He pulled the pin and chucked it at the group of droids that were conversing with one another.
@BuriasDempsey @Maleth @Wata @TuskatheDaemonKilla As the Chistori chucked the frag grenade toward the group of droids Garjin ended up planting it right in the middle of the group of droids closest to him. [What that?] one of the skinnier droids looked down toward the grenade, followed by being blasted to bits a few seconds later along with the other skinnier droid next to it. The Bulkier droid however would take what little of the blast reached it and stumble a bit from the force of the explosion before righting themselves back up. [ENGAGING HATRED PROTOCOLS] the damaged bulky droid would state before aiming it's wrist mounted Blaster and firing toward the direction the grenade came from. But only ended up hitting the tree next to Garjin, leaving a sizable singe mark on the tree besides him. [It's the Republic! Fire! Fire!] one of the remaining skinny droids shouted with its high pitched synthetic voice. [Roger Roger] the other skinny droid would comply, both of which firing blindly into the forest doing little more then scaring local fauna as their Blaster shots sailed harmlessly away from the group. The Bulkier droid still in prime condition would turn away from the entrance. [ATTACKING VICTIMS] it's bellowing synthetic voice would state. Suddenly, it was jumped at from behind by an adult male Twi'lek coming from the back of the convoy. The Twi'lek man, even while handcuffed ended up being able to grab onto the bulkier droid from behind, that would then attempt to grab behind itself to reach the angry native. [2x B1 Battledroids] [1x B2 Super Battledroid: Armor Damaged] [1x B2 Super Battledroid: Grappled, Distracted]
Grinning at himself for the havoc he was able to cause with the grenade, even getting a prisoner up in arms by trying to take down one of the bigger droids bare handed and cuffed. Deciding to help that one in particular, and really hoping to encourage the other prisoners in rising up to make the other droids realize their disadvantage, He aims his repeater at the droid being grappled from the back and opens fire on it.
Not really sure about what else to do Kelek raises his own blaster at the droids and began firing, doing his best to actually hit the droids and just the droids as he could see their prisoners. Kelek would not pretend that he was particularly skilled at this but he figured he may as well try. All things aside shooting a blaster wasn’t particularly difficult from what he had heard. Anyone with arms and hands could do it, doing it well though was another question.
@BuriasDempsey Garjin took aim at the bulkier droid currently being accosted by a very angry Twi'lek. Even with taking care not to hit the local, his shot would still find its mark, blasting off the droids left arm as the mechanical was currently trying to wrestle with the organic. [REQUESTING ASSISTANCE] the bulky machine would bellow. [What's going on out there?] a synthetic voice would faintly be able to be heard from within the convoy, followed shortly by a cry of surprise from the same voice as the skinny droid would tumble forward out of the entrance ramp and fall on it's front. @TuskatheDaemonKilla Kelek, following up a shot from the Chistori, would aim at the previously damaged bulky droid and fire away, breaking the frontal armor of the droid further, exposing a glowing red circular sensor, as well much of it's internal circuitry. Although the droid has sustained heavy damage, it still seemed to be functional, if not with some trouble. [2x B1 Battledroids] [1x B1 Battledroid (Pilot): Knocked prone] [1x B2 Super Battledroid: Armor Destroyed] [1x B2 Super Battledroid: Distracted, Grappled, Left Arm Destroyed]
Seeing it went to combat, Rtora charged from his hiding place at the super battledroid which armour was broken. As the droid retaliated against the incoming assault by a punch, Rtora dodged by an inch inward and pushed the limb aside with the flat of the blade. He followed the droid arm with his blade up to the armpit with force, slicing it off by the base. He followed that with a heavy swing to the droids legs, sending it tumbling on its back. In the same motion he stabbed the blade through the droid's supposed head where he thought it be. Rtora twisted it, sparks flying out and garbled droid noise before pulling the blade out to continue combat.
@Avenging-Angel The farther they went more trouble Falleen encountered. Shouldering the Ion Carbine and helping the Falleen get to it's feet, Jawa nodded to Xander, blinking. Whenever it understood or not, is entirely different matter. However for the Falleen, getting closer to the Jawa for the first time would carry it's own circumstances. An incredibly damp smell exhuding from the Jawa, carrying the stench (smell?) of wet animal fur and choking summer rains. "Me - Vala. Your clan-name?" it spoke. With the sound of blaster fire intensifying behind them, Jawa wondered for a moment, whenever they will be the only survivors of this mission, for a moment forgetting they are in a simulation.
@Avenging-Angel @High_Adept_Zeth While the fighting seemed to have been intensifying behind them, much of the fauna of Ryloth around them began reacting poorly to the increase in noise and activity. The airborne insectoids buzzing over head flew away from the source of noise, some of which were colliding into each other in mid-air during their frenzy to flee as fast as they could. Two familiar looking Gutkurrs ran past both the Falleen and Jawa, not noticing or simply not caring to deal with the wayward twosome. And then their situation started to get complicated, a pack of what the old clone identified as Blurrgs began running on either side of the Falleen and Jawa, colliding into trees and knocking them over. Both Xandar and Vala unwittingly found themselves in the middle of a Blurrg stampede.
