Nar Shaddaa

There was a big Huttball game on this evening, and while he was tempted to stay and watch his friends (/frenemies) play it turned out he was needed elsewhere. Reasons' call came in while he was close to his ship, and it was a short trip to Jigunna from Nar Shaddaa. Arriving at the spaceport he quickly found the place she had asked him to meet at.

It isn't fancy, but it seems adequate. A squat two story round structure with a central courtyard of mud and fetid oily water. The rain was heavy as Reasons opened the door and says, "Great you made it, so... I know this is going to sound crazy but how do you feel about carbonite?"

Jo'ren paused a moment raising a finger. "Ah... I've got nothing. Hey to you too. You going to let me in?"

Assuming she did: he stood dripping in the doorway. "How do I feel about carbonite? I feel I'm going to like it a lot less by the time this is finished. I guess you have a cunning plan huh?"

“Well I have a friend that can get us inside. Fa’athra likes to collect things… things frozen in carbonite has a whole chamber of frozen people. I am never one to question hobbies but I checked out the layout and that chamber is near an exit and the office of our target. We can be in and out before the security has a chance to really get going. We just have to freeze ourselves,” Reasons says.

“I have a full proof timer. We wake up in about forty-five standard minutes a little sicker but inside the palace. Between the two of us, we get the target, and leave out the exit… it’s a storm drain under the pens, so that will be messy but the payday will be worth it.”

Jo'ren looked at her, and then back at the door. Slowly he returned his attention to the Mandalorian. "You're crazy Reasons... But fuck it, I like crazy. Couple of questions: 1. What do you mean by 'pens'? 2. Do we have to take him alive? 3. Do you have a facility in mind for the freezing? Isn't that a bit technical?"

He chuckled. "Shit, this is going to be a blast."

"So you are on board, alright. Well you say that and sure it does need a rather... extensive facility but there is a lot you can do if you don't mind cutting corners... safety regulations, and just install a used carbonite chamber into the power grid in your bed room. It makes sleeping rough but it works..." she counters.

"If you are in, then we can get ourselves frozen. My partner, Y6 can handle the machine."

The things I do for limitless power.

"You have a carbonite freezer in your bedroom? Okay. Sure. Let's do this. I mean, the worst that can happen is we end up as Hutt wall hangings."

He grinned at her. "Just get those settings right."

Turning on his communicator he checked his messages quicky before leaving one. It was too @darkjerkface saying: "One of these days I'm going to tell you about the crazy shit I'm about to do. If I don't get in touch in 24hrs, come find me."

There is a message returned:

Wait where are you? who dis... new comm... haha not really... wait are you nearby, are you spying on me?

Reasons says, “Trust me, I got this down to an art.”

A protocol droid says in Huttese, “The chamber is ready.” The bedroom has been turned into a makeshift workshop with a cobbled together carbonite chamber. The rest f the room has half built gadgets and weapons laying on tables.

“I sleep on my ship, here I can do work. So you first, now when we are thawed out there will be some unpleasantness but we are professionals should be fine,” she responds.

He smiled when he saw the message but didn't reply. It was going to be fun to catch up with Thy, assuming this all worked.

"Sure, I'll trust you again. We can take it weapons along right?". He secured his sabers and shook off the last of the water.​

"Let's do this."

Being frozen was an odd experience, it hurt... but it was fleeting and then... he was coughing as his eyes tried to adjust to the light. Reasons was helping him but he felt... awful. It was like waking up on the wrong side of the bed... with your limbs all asleep and just off.

Reasons whispers, "You with me?"

OOC: Setback die due to carbonite sickness. It will be a Stealth check at Average to get to the office.

Jo'ren blinked a few times and shook his head to try to clear it. "Ugh. That ain't pleasant." He took a few steps and felt like he was walking in congealed bloodwine.

Following her as best he could, the big Sith tried to be sneaky but it wasn't a good fit for him. They hadn't quite made it to the office before something happened.

D2. LE. Stealth with Reasons. Setback due to carbonite: 3eA+2eD+1eS 0 successes, 1 threat


(OOC: Could I spend a destiny point to turn a corner and bump into the target as he comes out of the refresher?)

OOC: Sure.

The mark is zipping up his pants as he exits the refresher and literally runs right into Jo'ren with a confused look. "Hey sleemo, watch where you're going."

Jo'ren pushes him in the chest back into the toilet. "Hey, who you calling sleemo? Screw you man, watch where you're​ going."

He looked at Reasons as if to say 'Get him'.

Reasons taps his her left forearm which becomes charged and she grabs his arm which runs a current through the target's body and he collapses in the refresher on the floor. She says, "Nice and smooth. You're big, grab him."

She looks outside and says, "Time to move."

OOC: She is successful.
Reasons Melee: 2eP+1eA+1eB+2eD 4 successes

Jo'ren grinned at her. "Reasons, I think I'm in love." He picked up the guy, easily placing him in a fireman's lift. The Chiss was about a quarter of his bodyweight.

"We got time to bust those other carbonite coolers? Would be a good distraction. Either way, where next? You said 'pens'..." And there had been no satisfactory follow up that he could recall.

"Right," she points and adds, "Down the hall and then a left at the end should find an access grate for the sewer access."

"I think your idea has merit, I will be right behind you." She heads back to the freezing room.

Jo'ren reached out with the force to see if he could sense anything ahead, but for the moment the darkness stubbornly refused to open up to him. Following Reasons' directions he moved down the hall, took a left, and started looking for the sewer access point.

D2. LE. Reasons thread. Sense.: 1eF 1 Light Side

He ends up outside a changing room for slave dancers. One of them looks over at him and says, "You lost?"

"Yeah, just a little. Is there a shower unit around her? With a storm drain?" He didn't seem to care that they had seen him, or that he had a guy slung over his shoulder.

Some of the girls and boys gioggle amongst themselves and one says in Huttese, "In the back, I would ask about the obvious but frankly I like breathing."

The big Sith laughed and gave a bow. "I'll be leaving shortly, in case you're looking to escape this shit hole."

He nodded his thanks and moved to the area they had indicated, looking for an access point. Failing that he did have the universal door opener...

It has some kind of electronic lock... or the universal door opener.

Fzoom. Fwoosh. Rrrrrrrrrrr. Thunk.

He switched off the saber and looked down at his handiwork. "Had to be the sewers huh?"

Now where was Reasons?

It was a smelly place filled with runoff from the pens which from the smell seems like animals and exotic creatures. Reasons pops in and says, "So... no need to be alarmed, but we should get going."

She drops down into the sewer access.

"No need to tell me twice." He dropped in after her. "Great idea. What a wonderful smell you've discovered. We'll be scrubbing that out of our gear for weeks."

He chuckled at his own joke. Following after her he hoped she was going in the right direction.