(D9 EN Communications Team) Smooth Operator

[Yslane Tssilla]

Yslane looking frustrated at the situation approaches the guards, trying to work out her story.
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Deception check?

[Nekoinu]

The check is Average with Three Setback Dice.

[Yslane Tssilla]

"Sorry....new transfers, one of the new techs really screwed up maintenance." Yslane frowned, a visage enhanced by the water pouring down her face from the fire suppression system, "Add to that someone thought they were being cute on the radio...and you see where we ended up."

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Deception Check, face to face.....flipping destiny: 2eP+2eA+2eD+3eS 3 successes, 1 threat

[Nekoinu]

"Alright, alright. Clearly somebody was being stupid. But we're here to fix it. Let's get this show back up so the brass don't send in off-site security to fix your mess."

[Yslane Tssilla]

"Question....whose idea was it to fit a room filled with electronics with a water based fire suppression system?" Yslane looked at a particularly nasty bit of area that was sparking. "....I think we need to inform the brass that the whole comm array is going to have to go down while get this cleaned up. Before we short something out. Assuming its not already."

She turned to look at Arali, "Any ideas on how long to soak up all this water and make it safe to restart the array? Or for that matter how long to restart array after major water damage like this?"

[Niall Organa]

Niall cleared his throat. "Sir, please let us take care of it. It's our responsibility, and we'd really rather not trouble you with it."

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These aren't the body closets you're looking for. -2 setback for talents: 2eP+2eA+2eD 1 success, 2 advantage

[Nekoinu]

"Fine, fine. We'll come back later and check. Just tell them we were here the whole time, alright?" The four of them walked off in the direction of the closest lounge to do the exact opposite of their job.

[Zanebry Varliss]

Yslane's comm would go off and a message come through, though if she picked up quickly it was hard to tell. Their was blaster fire in the back ground, and the call what cut off before there was any time for response.

"Things have gone tit's up ladies and gentlemen. Seems like we have sprung a leak. Do what you can to funnel troops to security, and tell O'nera and Cyan Nexu to get the hell out of there."

[Yslane Tssilla]

Yslane looked to the others, "...ideas?"

[Niall Organa]

Niall fired up his own comm.

"Z, come again. What location to you want security funneled to or away from?"

He fired off the message, hoping a response would be coming.

[Zanebry Varliss]

There would be no immediate response, the comm not being picked up. The man on the other side was either in the middle of a battle or worse.

[Arali Zian]

"Yslane, here's the map. Pick something; I'm getting into the system."

Together, they pick a viable approach the team didn't bother with, and Arali gets into the network and sounds the alarm.

((Computers: 4eA+3eD+1eS 0 successes, 1 advantage

Boost: 1eB 1 success

Final result, 1 success, 1 advantage. Can that advantage grant the next ally in the lab thread a boost from the momentary confusion?))

[Nekoinu]

OOC: I am going to be fast-forwarding through a lot just so we can resolve this plotline. I feel guilty for taking a liberal cinematic approach but it's the only way I'm going to be able to press through this.

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Naveera took a deep breath. "It appears our ploy is working. Czerka security personnel are reporting confusion at the site." Indeed, any teams that made it to the corridor were subjected to friendly fire or eliminated by allied forces.

In regards to the sign of trouble, Vera sighed. "This is why you don't trust Craw Toboga for anything. I'll go see what I can do to help the lab team."

In a few minutes, she reported back via comms, her expression much more strained than before. "Hey Captain," she said with a weak smile, "It's other Mandalorians. They're attacking the station. Don't know how many." She took a few heavy breaths while biting down on her lip. "I got a couple of them but not before one of them got my arm." She panned it over to reveal the wound. From her left hand to her shoulder were third-degree burns. It was mostly red, charred skin at this point. "A kriffing flamethrower..."

[Niall Organa]

Niall swallowed before answering. "Good work, Vera. Can you send us the position of any of the attacking teams? We can give Czerka security their position. But don't risk yourself. If you can come back here, we can patch you up." He hesitated a moment. "Otherwise, we may need to get out of here, and meet you at the ship."

When Vera gave the information, Niall and the others forwarded the information onto the security teams, coordinating them against the Mandalorians.

[Nekoinu]

Naveera looked nervously at her allies. "The remaining Czerka Security won't be able to hold them off. But we do have one option." She looked to the communications relay and sighed. "We can call in reinforcements to give them a harder time. With that, we might be able to buy enough time for the lab team to finish the job."

Vera stumbled back with her pistol in her good hand and a blaster scorch on her leg. Of course, it was nothing compared to her ravaged arm. She looked at the crew with a weak smile. "I can't really feel my arm anymore. That's not a good thing, is it?"

[Niall Organa]

Niall nodded to Naveera. "Do it. Afterwards, we can divert them away to let the lab team get out."

Niall did his best to give Vera a reassuring smile. "Hey, don't worry. You're going to be fine. Arali can help right now, and when you get back, we've got the best doctor on Nar Shaddaa in the Republic compound. I'm sure you'll be punching me out with that arm later."

[Arali Zian]

Arali gives Niall a look. This woman is no delicate little flower.

"Arms can be replaced. You can't. So live through this and start saving up. Now hold still. "She places a hand on Vera's forehead. Normally, Arali has the luxury of more time and delicacy when she does this sort of thing, but Vera's tough. She can take it.

Her body forces itself back into shape with a deep, stabbing pain that courses through both women. I think those were broken ribs...

"That's what I can do for now. If there's a time for the cavalry, now's it."

((Force: 1eF 1 Dark Side

Using Lyshea's teachings to convert that to light. Heal 4 wounds.))

[Nekoinu]

"This is Project: Evolution Station. We have multiple sightings of Mandalorian raiders. We need help immediately." Naveera kept the comms limited to only local off-site security; she saw no use in alerting the entire corporation of their presence.

Vera took a breath. "Okay. Kriff, I never wanted to have to replace a limb. Thera never had to..."

[Niall Organa]

Niall's face fell a little as he came to understand the extend of the damage to Vera's arm. "Well. Don't worry about saving up. The Republic looks out for its own, and you're one of us now."

[Yslane Tssilla]

Yslane busied herself on the dual tasks of helping maintain the confusing radio calls and preparing for their own escape.

[Nekoinu]

Reinforcement ships reported that there were multiple Mandalorian vessels outside of the station for the Czerka Security to break through. However, with the combined help of the security team's hacking efforts, the raiders were stopped from reaching any of the teams for the time being.

Vera nodded. "Right, that's encouraging." She looked to left arm, a leathery mess with patches of white and brown spots. "Dammit. Should have brought my booze on this run..."

[Niall Organa]

Niall nodded acknowledgement, then fired up his comms again.

"Let us know when you're on your way out, and we'll try to open up a hole for you. It's a little dicey between Czerka security and these sudden Mandalorians."

It was set to play only when ready, just in case Z was in the middle of something.

[Zanebry Varliss]

Niall nodded acknowledgement, then fired up his comms again.

"Let us know when you're on your way out, and we'll try to open up a hole for you. It's a little dicey between Czerka security and these sudden Mandalorians."

It was set to play only when ready, just in case Z was in the middle of something.

"We have a few more things to do here, but we'll leave as soon as we can." There was a small pause. "If things get too dicey on that end though, leave us. We will make it back if we can."

[Niall Organa]

Niall grimaced, and spoke into his comm again.

"Understood. You should hurry, though. I don't know how long Czerka can keep the Mandos busy. Better make sure there's nothing they can use when they get there. This project needs to end here."

[Arali Zian]

"Working on our exit contingency. Gotta cover the team while we leave."

She continues routing comms, but as she does, she works on a B project; an algorithm that will hot mike every Czerka comm and feed it back into itself. It won't take long for them to find the source and cut out this tower for good, but a sudden shrieking in every headset and a flood of garbage data on every feed will cause enough confusion to clear the way.

"Alright. One parting gift, ready to go."