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Jedi Master Tank
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JJ listened to the two speak as they slowly zoomed through the trees. She would have to pick Huginn's brain (or if she's lucky-maybe an actual Asgardian eventually) about how this thing functioned.
She certainly didn't want to pull the actual cube apart to reverse engineer it now.
"Tank.....what's the matter?" She caught his frown, by now pretty much in tune with his reactions to things. She lowered her voice and looked where he had looked, not seeing anything.
"I'm so interested in how this tech works. But our main focus is getting to the exit." If they leveled up any skills along the way, so be it.
Oh and the other people trapped in here....that was a focus as well.
She warily looked from Tank to the Raven and continued scanning as they traveled. Gut feelings were great-when you had them. She didn't right now.
“I don’t know. I just sense something…elusive.” Tank admitted, still glancing to the left on occasion. Huginn had contented herself with preening her feathers and seemingly ignoring everything else. “It was there, then it was gone. I wonder-”
Something whistled and sparked off the front hood of the speeder, quickly followed by several more. One of which imbedded itself into the metal:
An arrow, with a black shaft and fletching.
“-no more!” Tank exclaimed, briefly gunning the speeder before slowing and then gunning it again to spoil the aim of the archers. It worked, as several arrows overshot or fell short. “Definitely sense them now!”
Through the rapidly blurring leaves in the trees, gray skinned beings could be briefly glanced, in unique armor.
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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Ah-she would never get used to the bird changing back and forth but was content to have them on her shoulder.
"Well then, I guess we're set," JJ said, waiting for Tank to start the big boat up. "I'd say we should make good time, but I honestly don't know what good time is. I suppose as long as we find a place to land before darkness sets in-we should be good. And or find our targets."
She watched the terrain shift around her as they traveled.
"Yes, I'm partial to it as well. There's such diversity even in the types of forests around the world. There's so much to see."
She stopped talking for a moment, thinking she saw a flash of something to the left of them in the scrub brush. But if there was something, it was fleeting.
"Have you traveled much on my world, Tank?"
“Not as much as I would have liked.” He admitted, giving her a quick glance. “Kansas, parts of lower Canada, Texas, an island in the Pacific, and New York City is pretty much it. Still, the scans I took and your world’s computer network have provided a lot for me. I think I’d appreciate seeing more of it. But sightseeing is not something a Jedi gets many opportunities to do.” He shrugged. “Not uncommon, really. We go where we are needed. Certainly provides a wide range of planets to see, but usually only in small portions of each. Provides its own diversity in that way, I suppose.”
He gave the raven a look. “I imagine that the program behind this simulation has probably pulled from a lot of memories over time and can provide a wide range of diverse terrain and fauna, if my understanding of what Asgardians are is accurate.”
Huginn fluffed herself before giving a smug sounding caw. He snorted and returned to the drive. “And we’ve added our own to the program. From an engineering standpoint, this simulation is certainly quite incredible. Nothing like anything I have ever seen or heard of.”
Tank looked over to the side to the left, frowning. “Hmm. Odd. I thought I sensed something…”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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JJ gave a nod about the supplies. "Nice. Water and water essentials are always welcome!"
She walked her way back to where Tank stood, eyes on the pad as much as she dared while she walked.
"It looks like it updates continually as I walk. There's a little bit of lag, but I won't be able to tell until we're moving faster."
And with that, she got back into the speeder and waited for Tank. This wasn't the time for her to learn how to fly...or drive the thing.
"I've got watch while you drive again. Huginn, are you still along for the ride or are you flying?"
The transformed Raven glanced at the speeder, tracing a sharp fingernail across the surface lightly. "It will be better to see from here." She rose and then stepped up onto the hood before pirouetting in place, her form shimmering and shrinking down until she had changed into her corvid form. With a caw, she hopped over and up the wind screen and then down into the compartment to join JJ on her shoulder.
Tank slipped into the driver’s seat and started up the engines, sedately piloting it out of the clearing and back onto the road, heading for the mountains beyond. It wasn’t as slow as walking, not by a long shot, but it was certainly at a slower pace than when they had left the city ruins. It made for a rather pleasant ride, even while Tank continued to scan in all directions. “I have to admit, your world does have some very beautiful terrain. I’m rather partial to forested areas, so this is certainly enjoyable to me.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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It was as good a plan as any-the area where the mountains met would be the easiest path through and unless they found a cave or other entrance into the mountain on the way-their best bet.
“Right. The map centers on where I am with the data pad, so it should move with us and update itself as we go-which is convenient.
Ambush?
Well, they should be prepared for any contingency. That was basic protocol.
She hummed in thought. “I’d rather not fight my way out at all-my modus operandi is usually to be small and unseen. Avoid conflict unless absolutely necessary. Did we plan on taking the hover car thing as far to the mountain as we can? Or does it stay here?”
If it stayed here-that was short-lived of them.
"We have it, might as well use it as far as we can go." Tank turned to the speeder in thought. "Who knows, may come in handier than we initially thought. Lemme see if there's anything in the cargo compartment." Moving past the still seated Huginn, he popped open half of the hood and rummaged within before withdrawing two containers and setting them down in the open. Cracking them open revealed an unused medical kit, which appeared to be filled with a mix of items from both of their worlds: bandages next to bacta patches, burn cream next to medical scanner, and so on. The other container held a pair of fresh water jugs, water purifying tablets and a portable purifier.
"Well, I certainly won't complain about our finds." He set them back into the compartment, satisfied. "So, how quickly does that pad update? Is it only updating at a walking speed or do you think it can update more quickly?"
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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"I can't....what?" She wasn't paying attention, nose stuck in the map. The redhead hadn't noticed Huginn's arrival and only looked up when they commented about their escape.
"Oh...oh yes. It was a bit hairy, but we managed. Quite frankly I'm relieved to be in the forest and out of the city."
She returned her gaze to the map. "I wonder...."
JJ picked up the data pad and started walking slowly toward the mountain. The map moved along with her, with her in the center.
Tiny little details would clarify as she walked, filling in the gaps in her knowledge.
"Okay-this is fascinating. And there's a fairly decent road about thirty meters to the east that seems to run between two of the mountains. I think."
Tank nodded. “Then let’s make for the saddle in those mountains. These others that we were told about may be the source of this forest and mountains, so they’d have something familiar. And if they had been fighting with DEM Corps, they’ll have gone to ground somewhere that gives them cover and concealment. Mountains can certainly provide that. And with a road present, that would also provide access. Useful for making a quick exit.”
“Interesting thinking.” Huginn tilted her head to the side, giving the map in JJ’s hand a sharp look. “But what if they have an ambush set up?”
The Jedi shrugged. “Then we spring the trap and fight our way out. But I have no intention of flying by the seat of my pants going up there. Had quite enough of that, thank you very much.” He turned back to JJ. “This seems like the best course of action to take to me, but if you have any alternative ideas, I’d certainly be happy to hear it.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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JJ had a grip on the seat now that she no longer had to play gunner. Tank slowed the speeder down, she became more accustomed to looking out at the scenery. Everything went from a lined blur to actual shapes-finally a road and trees.
At Tank's comment, she waited until he'd shut the speeder down and awkwardly got out.
She looked around and frowned.
"I can't say as it looks very familiar to me either, but sometimes one forest looks like all forests. Trees and trees and trees."
She pulled out the data pad and turned it on, remembering an icon that she'd been mulling around in her brain since she'd found it. She was pretty sure it was a map that someone had made of the place.
Turning it on, she walked over to one of the trees and sat down for a moment.
"Come here Tank, This might help."
Pulling the data up, she made a frustrated sound. IT was a map alright, but it wasn't very detailed past the clearing they were in-just tree icons and-was that a mountain?
Great.
"There's a mountain quite a bit ahead, but as far as where our friends are, maybe they're past that? Or in a cave maybe?" She shuddered at that thought.
"How's a speeder on elevations?"
“Depends on the model. Some are a combination of land and air speeder.” Tank gestured to their ride over his shoulder. “This is not one of them. The X-34 normally only goes up to one meter of altitude, but the previous owner had modified it to go a little higher. Typical Corellian ingenuity.” He smiled and chuckled, before adding, “At best, this one can do three meters, but that’s as good as it’s going to get.”
He looked down at the pad, brushing at his beard. “Mountainous terrain would be difficult for it. Not impossible, but we certainly won’t be flying fast. If we take our time and work our way through the ravines and valleys, we should be able to cover a lot of ground.”
“Pity you cannot gain additional altitude, like me.” Hugrinn’s voice drifted over from the speeder, and when they looked, she was seated, one again in her humanoid form, on the hood of the vehicle, leaning back on one hand while gazing at them with curious intensity. “I see you have made your escape from the city without incident.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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She scrambled into the seat next to Tank and held on for dear life, thankful that he knew how to at least get it started.
"Damnit." JJ pulled out the gun she had holstered and made sure it was loaded. It wasn't great against troopers, but at least she was a good shot. Better than they were at least.
'Of course, they'd shoot through a crowd'-she thought.
JJ gritted her teeth as they rose up and over the panicking crowd. "Do you have to fly so close? She pulled herself in closer to him so as to not watch the chaos below them.
"Go go go!!" With a look of concentration, she steeled herself and looked down at the group of white armored stormtroopers, trying to find something to throw at them.
Spotting a few barrels, she chose one at random and levitated it before swinging it through the group. She was at least hoping to disrupt their blasting long enough for them to get away.
The barrels flew true, and collided with the troopers, knocking down nearly all of them onto their fundaments. Two managed to remain standing and took a few potshots, some of which grazed the speeder. But within moments, they were beyond blaster range as they raced for the nearby forest.
Once it was clear they were no longer in immediate danger, Tank brought the speed down to a few ticks below a breakneck pace, passing by ruined structures that were already beginning to thin out. “I had to fly that close and above so that the troopers would hopefully not hit any other civilians. Simulation or not, I would rather they were taking shots at me rather than those who were innocent. Wouldn’t be surprised if we’re judged on every action we take anyway, so that probably plays a factor in how the simulation behaves.” He shot a smile at her. “Guess that might make it think we’re being ‘heroic’ or something. Though, I’d rather not get shot at in the first place.”
As they passed the last of the structures, the road shifted from paved to dirt the moment they crossed the threshold into the forest, dust lightly shifting up behind them from their passing. “Now, let’s see if we can figure out where we need to go next.” He kept driving for several minutes, taking the speed lower and lower, head swiveling and face turning more frustrated before he finally found a clearing. He pulled in and tucked the speeder in among a few trees so they were under cover before shutting it down. “Can’t say that this forest looks familiar to me.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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JJ had followed Tank out and into the morning air, shuffling along with the others until they could break away and go their own path.
She had no idea what she was looking for at first, following Tank’s lead and...eventually picking up the routine.
The one thing she did do was keep an eye out for anyone who seemed to be looking overly interested in their searching. She felt eyes on her but couldn’t see anyone in particular.
Tank’s find brought her back to the present and she nodded along. “Okay...so we have a speeder. That means I play lookout while you pilot us toward the forest. But the question is-does it run?”
She would never get used to the variety of the beings around them. Tall, short, thick, thin, and some very inhuman looking..all around her.
And if it does run, were they going to steal it? It seemed too easy-just hop in and drive away.
“Tank...Aren’t those like the troopers we saw a few days ago?” She pointed in the direction they came. There were three of them, and they were talking to a humanoid in a tan cloak with black hair and pants. The man looked familiar, but she couldn’t place him.
please don’t point this way.
The man in the tan cloak turned, looked straight at them, and then pointed. One of the troopers gestured to his comrades and they began marching towards them, moving through the bystanders still wandering about.
Tank glanced up and then swore softly. “It better run, because it’s time to go.” He jumped into the cockpit, setting his pack in the back and quickly ran his hands over the controls. Moments later, the engines coughed once before settling into a mild hum.
At the sight of them getting into the speeder, the troopers wasted no time lifting their blaster rifles and opening fire, regardless of the people around them. Panic spread through the crowd, with several of them taking hits while other bolts spanged off of the front of the speeder as Tank gunned the engines. The speeder gamely launched itself out of the alcove and higher into the air as he goosed the repulsorlifts to raise them up over the screaming, scrambling crowd, more red hot bolts coming at them. “That could have gone better!”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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He smiled ruefully as he stood up. “Don’t ask me to pilot one though. Speeder, speeder bike or swoop, I can pilot that, but your vehicles? I haven’t had the need or opportunity to learn how to use them.”
JJ lifted an eyebrow. “Oh...I don’t know about that. You’re pretty clever. I’m sure you could figure it out pretty quickly especially with a little prodding. They’re not that difficult. Hell some of the people back home barely know what they’re doing and have licenses to run the things. Either way I’m good with both lookout or pilot.”
The Jedi picked up their water skins and headed for a small running fountain. “So, do you want to pilot, or do you want to ride along and keep an eye out? Presuming we find a working-oh, what have we here?”
Leaning against the fountains plinth was a thin device that would look very familiar to JJ: a standard issue S.H.I.E.L.D. datapad. Or certainly one very similar to it in design. Tank reached down and picked it up, giving it a look over before turning to her and holding it out. “Think this could be useful?”
She shrugged, looked around to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything and followed the Jedi.
“Oh? What did you find-oh!” she said, taking the thin metal device from Tank’s hand. “Well now. With this we might be able to figure a few things out. Let’s see.”
She sat down on the edge of the fountain’s foundation while Tank filled the water skins. The pad seemed to have a standard pass-code system, and with a little fiddling she figured it out. It had a decent charge, but without a proper way to charge it, she’d have to be careful of usage.
“Alright-I don’t know how this’ll come into play yet, but I can at least keep a history of what’s happened so far and we’ll go from there.”
As soon as the water was refilled and she had her own back, she put the pad in her backpack and took another look around.
“Ready when you are-I’d really like to get above ground.”
She was already starting the way they came in.
He clicked his pack into his armor before throwing the hooded cloak over and drawing the hood up. Taking the blaster rifle and tucking it underneath, he followed after her. There was a steady stream of refugees working their way up towards the exit. Some recognized them and gave respectful, grateful nods.
Their exit from the shelter was uneventful. Two different guards were holding station and were keeping a watchful eye beyond the entrance. Their concern was with anyone trying to interfere with the exit, not with those actually leaving.
They made their way along with the other refugees, before splitting off from the stream, heading towards the forest in the north. “Ok, let’s see if we can find ourselves a working ride.” Tank murmured, taking in their surroundings. More tall structures surrounded them, and more than a few clearly wrecked speeders and cars littered the pavement between them. They spent a good hour searching the area, and were about to move on when a glint caught their eye, coming from a recessed alcove. As they drew close, they found a dust covered tarp covering a large, bulky object, with a portion of the tarp torn to reveal part of a windscreen. Tank pulled the tarp off, and exposed a perfectly functional landspeeder with a long, rounded fuselage, large windscreen and open air cockpit, two air-cooled thrust turbines on each side and one in the center behind the cockpit, all painted in a mixture of sharp green and silver . “Well, look at that.” He slowly nodded, impressed. “A well maintained X-34. Only a little wear and tear on it. Not bad, not bad at all.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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JJ yawned and stretched again. She didn’t mind the little weird inflatable food things that Tank made, but she’d not say no to some actual food either.
Maybe once they got out of this bunker and into the forest, they could come up with something. That’s right-they had to make it to the forest.
“So,” she said as she took the little food ration and broke off a piece with a nod. “I’m glad the rest of the night was peaceful. Maybe whomever sent that note mistook us for someone else and moved on.”
She shrugged and finished off her food pretty quickly, washing it down with the remaining water in her water skin.
Looking around, she took in the beings around her. They had much of the space to themselves now, the group that had caused trouble last night were one of the first to leave.
“What’s the plan? We need to get to the forest, right? But is there anything we should pick up first? Are we heading there on foot?”
Tank shook his head. “I don’t know of anything else we’ll need at the moment, aside from more water. We’ll trust in the Force to guide us to anything else we may need.” He wolfed down his own ration, barely managing to avoid making a face about it. His opinion on the state of their food was clearly not dissimilar to her own. “We can see if there’s a vehicle we can use. The speeders we passed didn’t look to be in good, or working shape, and I suspect any swoops that do work will be in the hands of roaming swoop gangs.” He took a swallow of water before continuing. “I did see a few vehicles like what’s on your world, so maybe one of those would be better, especially since the ‘others’ would be familiar with them. Might put them at ease.”
He smiled ruefully as he stood up. “Don’t ask me to pilot one though. Speeder, speeder bike or swoop, I can pilot that, but your vehicles? I haven’t had the need or opportunity to learn how to use them.” The Jedi picked up their water skins and headed for a small running fountain. “So, do you want to pilot, or do you want to ride along and keep an eye out? Presuming we find a working-oh, what have we here?”
Leaning against the fountains plinth was a thin device that would look very familiar to JJ: a standard issue S.H.I.E.L.D. datapad. Or certainly one very similar to it in design. Tank reached down and picked it up, giving it a look over before turning to her and holding it out. “Think this could be useful?”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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A different voice in her head woke her and she blinked. “Morning already? Did you get some rest?” She said, pulling herself up to sit before stretching wide.
She blinked a few more times and rubbed her eyes before looking around. Many of the refugees were already moving and packing up to shift where they were.
“I take it you either took care of any problems by yourself during the night or there were none. Where’s the bird?”
“She fluttered off last night. Said she had to report.” Tank replied, working on fixing up a few portions of rations. “Didn’t say she’d return, but I presume she will.” He shifted a stirring tool in the now hot water as he poured in the portion. Moments later, the powder had absorbed the moisture and inflated into a kind of muffin, which he promptly removed and set on a camp plate, holding it out to her. “Otherwise, it was quiet. My meditation was restful enough, and no new messages have appeared, nor have I sensed anything paying closer attention to us.”
He shrugged, adding, “Doesn’t mean they aren’t, but if they are they’re being very coy about it.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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Finally Huginn spoke. “Perhaps it is contradictory, and mystifying because it is a living thing. I have found that although living things follow a sort of logic, they can be somewhat unpredictable especially when emotion is involved.”
JJ stirred and rolled over, hugging her pack like a pillow. “Shh Tank the force needs a cookie,” she muttered in her sleep, pulling the pack closer before settling into silence again.
Tank glanced at JJ before looking back at Huginn with an apologetic shrug. “We’ll have to continue this line of conversation another time.”
The transformed raven tilted her head, glancing over at JJ, before looking back with a sigh. “Perhaps. I must report.” With that, and another shimmering twist, she returned to her avian form, wings fluttering rapidly as she took to the air and quickly disappeared.
He watched the avatar fly off before taking up the blaster carbine and placing it over his legs, hands lightly holding it as he stretched out with his feelings. Whatever it was that he had sensed before did not appear to be present. Or if it was, it was doing an excellent job masking itself in the Force.
With a small sigh, he settled in for a long night.
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It was difficult to tell when it was morning, considering they were deep underground, but the activity level started to pick up among the other refugees. Drawing himself out of his meditative trance, he slowly rose and stretched, tendons and muscles popping from the movement. Despite the long period of inactivity, he felt rather refreshed, and proceeded to work on stoking the fire back up to a usable temperature. “Arise, Agent. Tis the morning, and it would be breakfast time.” He paused with a quirk on his lips. “Though, I cannot say that the breakfast will be any more appetizing than dinner was.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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When Master Tank had finished his monologue, she cocked her head to the side again and seemed to frown in thought.
Finally she spoke up. “You say it is a force that is present everywhere yet you say that only a few feel it and are guided by it? Isn’t this contradictory?”
She moved closer to the fire pit, almost hopping on two feet, almost puffing themselves up in the chill of the cave.
“And are you solely selfless creatures, wanting nothing or no one for yourselves? What good is helping everyone else and not taking care of your own wants and needs? I have witnessed many a creature’s views on their own guiding principles and beliefs. Their reason for doing what they do. It all comes back to furthering their own wants and needs. It is as humanoid as it is breathing. How are you two any different?”
Huginn pointed at Tank and the sleeping JJ.
“We put the good of others before us. That’s the principle that Jedi strive for. To actively covet and desire is counter to that, as it very well can lead to a dark path.” He tapped the armor on his arm. “Take my armor and destroy it. I will find it unfortunate, as I find it useful, but I’ll make do. Take my lightsabers. I like them, as they are an important part of my identity, but they are replaceable.” Tank looked over at the sleeping form and then back to Huginn. “And if you’re suggesting or asking why don’t I act on baser instincts, such as finding and acquiring a mate, the Force guides me on my path. If it is to be, then so be it.”
A smile creased his lips. “Which it has turned out to be the case, as there is someone. I am thankful for that. Doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate what I see. Beauty is beauty, and should be appreciated in its many forms.” He gestured back to JJ, before he shrugged. “But yes, we strive to be selfless in our actions, and allow the will of the Force to be our guide. We’re still living, breathing, thinking creatures, and have natural instincts, wants and needs hard wired into us via genetics and evolution, but we don’t have to be beholden to them. And anyone can do that. Don’t need to be on the Jedi path. Jedi seek enlightenment, to gain a better understanding of the Force, and to help others in the process.”
He paused, before adding, “I suppose one can consider that as acting on their own wants and needs, seeking enlightenment and knowledge. From a certain point of view.”
“Oh, and as for the Force and being contradictory…” A wide grin creased his lips, exposing white teeth. “...welcome to the paradox that is the Force. What I had said is that only a few can feel it, and its guiding presence. All are guided by it. Just not everyone can use it.”
He added a few pieces of fuel to the fire as he continued. “An old holocron held a bit of knowledge I came across some time back. It was from a Jedi who had fought against a terrible enemy, and had learned how to face them with two instructors. One was a Sith Lord, who said, ‘the Force is a paradox. It empowers, and imprisons. It destroys and unites. It binds the galaxy together, and tears people apart. It has a will, but needs a commander.’” Tank gestured to the refugees around them. “The Force is in all living things, and it has a will, even a plan. Follow or fight it if you want, but it’s always there. Why did it allow for this situation to happen? We don’t know. Why do only a few have the ability to use the Force? Again, we don’t know. It can control your actions, but it can obey your commands. Why is it contradictory? Best we can determine is that it’s part of its plan that we, in our insignificance, cannot begin to fathom.”
Taking a seat, he gave a small chuckle. “Master Yoda once said ‘there is no why.’ I don’t necessarily agree with that, but I suspect the reason why he said that is because asking why for some questions is to presume there is a logic, a process, something that can be explained and understood. I say there probably is, we just don’t have the appropriate context to understand it, and so can’t really answer it.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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It was almost comical the way the bird woman tilted her head when he answered, as though she was trying to wrap her brain around the man’s words. They were logical and straight to the point and yet... it was a noncommittal answer. As was his answer about his companion’s appearance.
She gave a laugh, which came out jarringly close to a Raven’s and her head almost bobbed up and down. “You have answered your own question Master Tank. Warriors cutting their teeth with training swords, bored pages looking for adventure, and even those skilled in battle have come across the terning. The challenge progresses as the player does.
“You have talked at length about this guiding Force you put your faith in. Does it require devotion to a god similar to my master, the mighty Allfather? I wish to know why you put the onus on this Force and not yourself?”
JJ found her eyelids drooping as the two talked, the warmth from the fire and the solid lump of dinner in her stomach, coupled with the stress of the day meant she had reached her limit. She shifted, pulling out the cape that she’d recently acquired, debated for only a moment what to do with it and rolled it up for a sort of a head rest as she settled into the natural recession in the wall where they sat. She had to admit that it was a pretty good spot to keep an eye on everyone else down here. “I’m just closing my eyes for a moment. Don’t mind me,” she said with a yawn and crossed her arms across her chest.
“Rest well, Jennifer.” Tank replied, before turning his attention back to the humanized raven. “The Force doesn’t require devotion, as you would put it; although, it does require dedication. As Jedi, we serve others. Our powers, granted to us by the Force, give us amazing abilities, as I mentioned earlier, which we use to the benefit of others. We put them above ourselves. To be a Jedi is to have a deep commitment. The Force gives us much, and we give in return.”
He stood up and slowly moved around their little space, checking on the fire and adding a bit more fuel to it. While they were deep underground in a shelter, it wasn’t exactly what one would call cozy. Even with multiple beings and heat sources running, it was still fairly chill. “The Force guides us, can control our actions, obeys our commands, and is far greater than anything we could possibly ever hope to understand. We put our trust in the Force. It has a will, but it is not a living being. It’s not…” Tank paused, waving a hand around as he tried to think of a way to make it make sense to a simulated construct. “...it’s not a god, or power granted by one. It just is. You don’t have to believe or be devoted to it. It exists. It’s a documented fact. It’s present everywhere. Only a few can actually feel it and its guiding presence.”
He shrugged. “Which is probably why there’s more than a few people who claim it’s a religious thing, but I don’t know of many religions in my galaxy that can legitimately be a source of power. Regardless, placing the onus on ourselves is not really being very selfless. It’s all fine and good to become stronger, improve your skills, but to a Jedi, it’s all in furtherance of being able to do more for others. Together we are stronger than we are apart, or as one.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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Her eyes went a little wide as Huginn went down a completely different direction than the redhead thought she would.
“Oh....yes, I suppose. I’m not used to wearing armor, but yes. I guess I like this.” she said, smoothing out her clothing, all of a sudden aware that she was being watched and was self conscious about it and her own cheeks pinked.
“I’d not thought of that angle. Are you sure you don’t want to set up a watch? I know you said you don’t really need sleep, but...”
Slavery? Great.
Despite herself she yawned, and yes she’d noticed how his face grew a bit pinker at the raven’s question.
“If it’s all the same to you, I’m going to sleep with my back against the wall. I don’t relish the thought of our watchful friend getting the jump on us.”
There was a nod, a quick look around to make sure she was armed and armored before another yawn overtook her and she stretched.
Huginn tipped her head this way and that as Tank had spoken, eyes almost too big for a human taking every detail in.
“Perhaps they are waiting for you to be divided in your plans. One sleeping and one on watch. What then? What will you do if they separate you?”
“Get ‘unseparated.’” Tank replied simply, shrugging. “They may have been waiting and hoping that there will be some inattentiveness taking place on the part of whichever was on watch. They may even wait until much later with the expectation that the one on watch will become tired and more likely to fail in their duty.” He gave a humorless smile. “They’ll be disappointed.”
He finished re-applying his armor components and rolled his shoulders, checking the range of motion. “But say that they succeeded to get the drop somehow. I’d have to evaluate the situation at the moment and trust in the Force to guide me to the right course of action. Every second will count in that scenario.” At her dubious expression, he shrugged once more. “Best I can give you without specifics as to how the scenario would play out. There are a myriad number of ways to react in that situation. Maybe I fight, or maybe I don’t. I put my trust in the Force.”
He looked at her, curious. “Have previous participants of this...simulation been very experienced? Or were they Asgardian children stretching their wings? Or having a moment of escapism?”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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Yes, she rubbed her leg where she’d gotten injured before though it was but a flesh wound. While she didn’t like the bird’s vague answer to her question, she was glad that Tank had caught it too.
“So we can no longer engage in the simulation, but we’d better hope that someone gets us home.” she theorized. What a happy thought.
JJ let out a heavy sigh and watched the relative quiet of the bunker around her. The squabbling group from before had settled into a few different little pits, one of the children curled up against the feet of a parent and she wondered for a moment where these people were pulled from. Had Tank met all of these people at some point in his past or were they just randomly generated beings. She was lost in thought for a moment until first one small rock, then another fell with a thump next to their fire. She craned her neck slowly, looking to see who the culprit was-but no one looked out of place. Wrapped around the larger rock was a small note, which she pulled off and unfolded.
“I don’t know what this says, do you?”
The bird had been forgotten for the moment.
Tank took the note and looked it over, frowning. "Yes. 'You are being watched.'" He replied quietly before slowly, and noticeably nodding as he deftly threw the now crumpled up note into the fire. "I'm not surprised either. We did acquire some attention earlier."
"What are you going to do about it?" Huginn inquired, tilting her head inquisitively.
He shrugged. "Nothing." His inspection complete, he began to reconnect his armor pieces, while a sense of watchfulness seemed to eminate from him. "Best we can do is keep an eye out and see if anything further develops. You should get some rest while you can."
Huginn snorted, seeming to fluff up even without any feathers showing. "I need no rest." Her attention shifted to JJ, and then glanced at herself and back, her attention seemingly shifted completely. "Do you prefer the Asgardian dress, Lady Jennifer? It suits your figure well, as I've observed others looking. Perhaps that is why we are being watched?" She looked back at the Jedi. "As a male, surely you have some insight."
Tank paused in mid connection of an armor piece, his face seemingly coloring even in the wan light of the fire. "Well, yes, I suppose two attractive human women in well fitted armor would grab the attention of males, or interested females." His face seemed to clear as another thought occurred to him. "Could also be getting their attention to see if we drop our guard to make an attempt at capture and sell all three of us into slavery. It was a thing that happened on many worlds during this time.” He closed his eyes, and then slowly shook his head. “I’m not sensing anything to suggest that’s the case. Just more than a little focused attentiveness.” He pursed his lips as he opened his eyes. “Very difficult to determine. It may be who or what we avoided above ground.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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JJ’s brows furrowed in thought. There was no sense in arguing with a bird and an AI bird no less about her abilities.
Okay. Questions. She had many, but one stuck out in her mind. “As Tank said, we had no idea what this device was when we encountered it and are now stuck here. How does our time in here relate to time outside the cube?” Of course she wondered how the device worked in general-from power to programming, especially since she had worked out the relative age of the device while they were roaming around.
“And injuries. What happens...can one get mortally wounded in here? I suppose if one can’t and there’s no risk of it, the game wouldn’t have much weight to it. You can be as reckless as you want if there’s no repercussions.”
The redhead sat there watching Tank and Huginn as the avatar thought over her questions.
Huginn, waved a hand negligently. “There are repercussions, yes. You can be injured here, and your bodies will heal as normal while you remain here. As for time, it is on a different scale. A minute outside this dimension is hours within.” She paused, and then shrugged. “Or somewhere along that scale. I know not the specifics.”
“You conveniently didn’t answer about being mortally wounded.” Tank looked to JJ and then back, expectantly.
The humanized raven looked back with an expression of surprise. “Death ends your engagement in this simulation.” She replied, her tone suggesting this was obvious.
He slowly nodded. “But we’re not actually out of the simulation, correct?”
“Until the conditions have been met, the simulation is not complete.” She looked between them. “Complete the quest, and the simulation ends, returning all to their original states and time that they entered. Experience and skills gained are retained.”
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Tank’s eyebrows rose as the stone lifted. “Ah, that explains it.” At her questioning glance, he clarified. “I had sensed something different about your presence, but I couldn’t really pin it down to anything. The way Earth is, everyone’s presence in the Force seems to be significantly different in some manner. Unique. You were no exception. Now I understand, you’re an enhanced being of some kind.”
He paused in thought for a moment, and then nodded. “Additional abilities may indeed prove useful in this place. What-” He was interrupted at the mixed sound of clattering armor marching in lockstep coming from the ruined city, and the more disorganized booted footfalls of others coming from the forested area. A quick glance to the city revealed a squad of white armored troopers, blaster carbines held across their chests, their heads encased in frowning helmets. Approaching from the forest as they came around a series of ruined cars and speeders were yellow suited beings, covered from head to toe in the slick looking material with a cylindrical shaped helmet over their heads, holding rifles and other devices, some of which appeared to be scanners of some kind. At the moment, neither group saw Tank nor JJ, lost in their own actions.
“Stormtroopers. Chit.” Tank muttered, giving the area a quick look around. Eyes alighting on a pile of broken parts among two crashed speeders, he quickly gestured for JJ to follow, the large raven keeping a solid grip on the Agent’s shoulder. They quickly moved to get behind the pile and tucked down, looking through openings in the debris as the two groups drew closer to each other.
“Halt!” A distorted voice called from the troopers formation, one soldier holding up a clenched fist. “You there, identify yourselves and your business!”
The yellow suited group came to a shambling halt and glanced at each other before one stepped forward. “We are Advanced Idea Mechanics, and we are looking for a fugitive. Now, identify yourselves!”
“This is a restricted area, on orders of the true ruler, Chancellor Palpatine.” The lead stormtrooper took a step forward, his carbine coming up into a more ready position while the other troopers behind him fanned out. “If you are not assisting in the hunt for a Jedi, then leave now.”
Tank gave JJ a wry look. “Always with the hunting of Jedi. So, to modify the question I was about to ask, do your other abilities potentially have the ability to distract them away, or maybe help kick off a fight between these guys?” Huginn cocked her head to the side, and then cawed quietly, as if barking a laugh.
Thankful for some cover, JJ held her breath as the two groups converged on each other. She knew who the yellow guys were-or were supposed to be; A.I.M. and their idiotic ‘beekeeper suits’ of the peons that were sent after targets.
But who were the pristine white looking beings confronting them. “Tank...what’s a Stormtrooper and how do we stop it?” She asked and then absentmindedly added, “yah-yah. Not a problem.” Maybe.
She scrunched up her face in concentration and aimed the rock she already had ahold of and launched it directly between the eyes of the A.I.M. grunt who was speaking. “Good enough?” she whispered and wiped the sweat from her forehead as the man staggered backwards away from the front most trooper.
The ensuing fight was almost instantaneous as A.I.M. leveled their weapons at the troopers and started firing, spreading out to find cover.
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