Session 5: Rodia to Tython

Any attempts to reach the professor via holo are met with static...

Shadow 8472 wrote:Now, if you two will excuse me, I think I will go back to the archives and gather as much information as I think I can sell.

Are you attempting to copy files directly to your verbobrain, or simply read them and take notes? In the former case, you need to make a ♦♦♦♦⬟ computers roll. The Jedi have taken high level encryption measures to keep their data secure... On success, you will also have to convince the computer you are a jedi in order to access certain files (♦♦ deception roll).

Boris takes Pictures of the temple then scouts the surface. Trying to remain inconspicuous.

Hailey discreetly keeps her eye on Boris, but also picks up a few trinkets (if there are any) she can carry but look valuable. She continues to carry one training saber, still making horrible static noises with it.

When Boris can't see the professor at the top he heads back down and categorizes items and starts categorizing artefacts.

Boris does see that both of the speeders you brought are still in place. The professor cannot have gone far...

Since complete files are more... interesting to clients, interested clients pay more, and more money means greater chances of learning of his past, Jowmum decides to try grabbing what he can in its entirety.

Files of particular interest will include information on the artifact we are looking for, misunderstood history, missing hyperspace routs, and basically anything someone would pay a freighterload of credits for. It wouldn't hurt to find their encryption algorithm as well.

"What do you categorize this under?" And Hailey shoves the flat of her blade harmlessly against the wall.

"Either vandalism or Stress test. Most likely vandalism."
Boris replies barely looking up from his notes.

Hailey giggles a little. "But I'm not damaging anything..."

"Yes you are. every Time it contacts the wall it leaves little flakes."
Boris sticks out his tongue.

"Like a proper lightsaber only for children?" Hailey holds it by the blade, and it savagely tickles her hands. "Do you think I could use it to do my nails?"

Boris extends his senses to make sure they were not over heard.
"You feel its call as well right?"
Boris looks straight at her.
"You feel drive that you can do more right?"

Hailey pauses respectfully and finally turns off the training saber. "There are many kinds of thieves, Boris, and not all of them are considered illegal. The worst ones of all are the thieves who write the laws. I believe anyone can and should do good in whatever part of the galaxy fate decided to put them, even if it's only to steal from overpriced fake jewelry dealers."

She steps closer and lowers her voice. "As for this 'call' you speak of, I assume you're referring to the Force? Are you going to accuse me of being able to use it again?"

Boris examines her with the Force.
"You keep deflecting you may want to ask how I know."

"So you know now?" Hailey smiles and wiggles her fingers. A leaf from a dead vine clinging to the ceiling falls between them. "I already knew you know, about as soon as you thought you identified me as The Wraith. I started those rumors, of course. How did you think you knew?"

Tali takes one of the speeders out to look for the professor.

Now she is intrigued. "Why do you care?"

"It may have something to do with the Lightsaber wielding bounty hunter who got me sold into slavery."
Boris laughs amused.
"Actually, he is part of the reason. He came up with the plan to rescue my parents. It was then I learned that I was force sensitive. Ever since then I get vibes and figuring out how this stuff works. I noticed it when you made those guns explode and when you stole his gun on the ship. There was also something off about that professor."

After a few minutes travel, Tali notices some humanoid shaped shadows moving in the forest off to her right... Lore or Xenology check, whichever you prefer.

Daunting level. (Four purple)

Hailey laughs a little, glad that the Force tension between them is over. "I discovered I could move things without touching them when I was twelve. I was playing checkers with one of my cousins, I don't remember who, and my pieces kept moving by themselves. I would reach to pick one up, and it would reach to meet me. About the professor, well, I've never heard of any old archaeologist having a mental break down at the sight of a few fallen rocks but not during a mobile fire fight or after being battered by persistent droid chatter."