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Assignment 010605 - Episode Three

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<Gun dealer> ::Looks over from his issue of Blasters Weekly, and smiles. Both: Know what your looking for, or can I help you at all?
<Rogue>Ian: No one was talking to YOU, smart mouth... I was talking to the lady....
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods to Rogue:: Naal: Your taste in men isn't as good as your piloting. And I do appreciate not being a hood ornament.
<Rogue>::turns back to Naal:: Naal: So what's it gonna be pretty lady?
<Naal_Doon> ::sighs and leans a little closer:: Rogue:.... no... okay?... bye... ::continues to eat:: Ian: Yeah well, you don't have to look like much to attract the real 'butes here...
<Brask_Key`far> :: finally steps forward to stand beside Kahlan:: Dealer: Yes, I recently was forced to destroy my blaster and am in need of another weapon.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::chuckles as he eats the rest of his sandwich:: Naal: This stuff grows on you. Unfortunately this guy doesn't. :: peers up at Rogue::
<Rogue>::stands and smiles down at her:: Naal: Hey baby, I don't think you realize who you're getting here...
<Naal_Doon> ::grins and nudges Ian to pay attention:: Rogue: And I don't think YOU realize what you're getting here... ::shifts into an identical copy of Rogue and smiles up at him::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::shakes his head:: Naal: He doesn't give up. Guess not having a clue helps in that respect, huh?
<Gun dealer> ::Stands and walks over to them, pointing into the display case infront of him:: Both: These are my young buck weapons. They still have power, but are a little more 'forgiving' if you know what I mean. The DL 17 would be my choice. Its a little on the big side, but some may mistake it for a carbine. :: He points to the largest in the case, also one of the cheapest as well. ::
<Rogue>:: his expression turns to complete horror as he suddenly backs away. So quickly in fact, he backs into a waiter and knocks food all over him, only to end up falling over a table behind him in his anxiousness to get away from her::
<Brask_Key`far> :: looks at the weapon:: Dealer: I was actually looking for something non-lethal, if you have such a weapon.
<Naal_Doon> ::smirks at Rogue then winks at Ian before shifing back into her usual look and finishing her lunch::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::finishes his first drink and the last of his sandwich:: Naal: A bit clutsy too, it seems. ::grins briefly::
<Naal_Doon> ::laughs watching Rogue scramble to his feet:: Ian: Seems that way.... hmm... definitely not my type... shame though... he was cute... ::chugs back her drink::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::sips his drink:: Self: Ahh, a dinner and a show. Guess this place is going upscale.
<Gun dealer> :: He raises his eyebrows slightly, then grins. :: Both: I see, a pacafist. Well.. All these have stun settings, but.. If you want something nearly harmless, I'd suggest the Drearian Defense Conglomerate Defender, DDCD for short. Shortranged, low powered, but still good in a pinch.
<Ian_Hawkins> :: puts his drink down:: Naal: I want to let you know that I am having the shuttle sported up a bit. You'll get an extra kick to your acceleration.
<Kahlan> ::lets the hood of her cloak fall from her head and looks around the shop::
<Naal_Doon> :: raises her eyebrows:: Ian: Yeah? Good... she's a bit rough on entry
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Naal: It is just a shuttle afterall. Most of that roughness will have to be smoothed out by your own skill. I'm sure you can handle it. ::sips again:: Oh, and we will have extra fuel, so less stops. That should help us keep ahead of the game.
<Brask_Key`far> :: thinks for a moment:: Dealer: You wouldn't happen to have a Pacnorval Defense Systems LTD SD-77 Sonic pistol would you?
<Naal_Doon> ::nods and waves for another drink from the waiter:: Ian: Yeah, the quicker we find this girl the better... as much as I like galavanting around the universe... I hate goose chases
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Naal: And this could be a wild one, if Sem lied to us. I should have brought him with us, just for the fun of watching him squirm. ::sips his drink again::
<Gun dealer> Brask: You want a Sonic!? Why don't you just buy a couple dozen rocks to throw at them. It would probably be more effective.
<Kahlan> ::whispers in Brask's ear:: If I'd known this place was so hot I would have worn less clothing. ::grins::
<Brask_Key`far> Dealer: I could find rocks for free. And as for the sonic pistol I am going to modify it significantly, so a non functional one would be fine if you don't have a working one.
<Naal_Doon> ::nods and takes a big swig of her drink:: Ian: Yes, you should have... I wouldn't have been so trusting
<Ian_Hawkins> ::shakes his head:: Naal: I know. I must be slipping. Anyway, I need to check in one the supplies. Mind paying for this? ::stands::
<Naal_Doon> ::shrugs:: Ian: Not at all... you owe me a lunch when we get back to Pinnacle is all... ::smirks and tosses the credits on the table as she gets up from the table::
<Gun dealer> :: He sighs slightly as he once again didn't make a good sale, and walks back to his junk heap behind his desk, picks up something that vaugely looks like a weapon, and tosses it to Brask. :: Brask: Free of charge.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods to her and heads for the door::
<Brask_Key`far> :: catches the weapon:: Dealer: Thank you. Would you also happen to have a Merr-Sonn Stun Baton by chance? Just to use until I finish my modifications.
<Naal_Doon> ::walks out of the cantina and into the streets, making for checking out some of the vendors before heading back::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks around as his eyes adjust to the bright daylight:: Self: I'd have stopped somewhere else if it were on the way. ::heads for the spaceport::
<Gun dealer> :: He shakes his head silently. :: Brask: Sorry pal, I don't even take those in on trades anymore. I finally got rid of the one I had last week. Useless peices of junk if you ask me.
<Brask_Key`far> :: thinks again:: Dealer: I suppose I'll just have to make my modifications quickly then. Thank you once again. Are you sure I cannot pay you anything for this?
<Naal_Doon> :: pauses at a vendor selling gloves and stops to look::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets to the spaceport and enters bay 21:: Self: What a mess this place is. Guess they are actually working on it. ::grins::
<Gun dealer> Brask: I was tossing it out anyway. More of a toy then a weapon.
<Chief> ::sees Ian and walks over to him:: Ian: The two hours isn't up yet.
<Brask_Key`far> :: nods at the Dealer then turns and once again motions for Kahlan to lead the way::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::grins:: Chief: I know. I was just stopping in to see the progress. How is it going?
<Kahlan> ::walks out of the shop and looks around:: Brask: I don't need anything else, do you?
<Chief> Ian: It's comin' along just fine. These guys are workin' hard fer ya. Oh, and those supplies are on their way. Should be here within the next ten minutes.
<Brask_Key`far> Kahlan: Well, it would probably be better to find a stun baton to use until I have time to fix this pistol, but If that dealer is any indication of the standard attitude of weapon dealers here I will probably not be able to find one.
<Kahlan> Brask: We still have time if you want to look in another shop.
<Naal_Doon> ::isn't interested in the styles they have there and moves on to something else::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Chief: Very good. I'll be back shortly. I just have some last minute things to arrange.
<Chief> ::smiles:: Ian: Take yer time!
<Ian_Hawkins> ::grins and leaves the bay::
<Brask_Key`far> Kahlan: No, we should probably get back. I doubt we will get into any more trouble like before.
<Kahlan> Brask: I could use less trouble than before. ::smiles and heads back toward the shuttle::
<Brask_Key`far> :: smiles also and follows behind her once again::

%$%$% END EPISODE THREE %$%$%

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Assignment 010605 - Episode Four

EPISODE FOUR:
The Assignees are arriving to Kile in the Zhar System within the next fifteen minutes. They have already made their drop from hyperspace. Hope that their information about Taak Primar 's small place on the moon orbiting Zhar is accurate. Hopes that Miss Dradman is in his possession are high among them, as well.

%$%$% BEGIN EPISODE FOUR %$%$%

<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks through his data pad for information on the are of their immediate concerns::
<Naal_Doon> :: pilot's the ship along, heading for Kile::
<Kahlan> ::watches out the viewport::
<Naal_Doon> ::starts humming a little tune to herself while she taps away at her console::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: is sitting down and strapped in, having remembered what happened above Tatooine and not wanting to worry Kahlan or the others by getting himself thrown around again:: Self: ...Until the ship reaches a complete stop... :: recites what Kahlan said and then gets back to trying to repair the damaged stun baton he was able to find on Tatooine::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::lets his pad drop to his console:: Naal: I hate to interupt your party, but I'm busy working over here.
<Naal_Doon> :: pauses for a moment and looks over at him oddly:: Ian: And your point?
<Kahlan> Brask: Think you can get that old thing to work?
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: My point is that your racket isn't helping with my concentration. ::a bit annoyed and doesn't mind showing it right now::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: looks up from his work:: Kahlan: Oh it shouldn't be too difficult. Now, whether I can get it to work before it is needed is the real question. :: smiles a bit then gets back to his work, removing the adjustable weight in the baton but leaving the stun components in tact::

ACTION:: The area ahead of the shuttle is almost clear of any traffic at all. The only exceptions are a couple cargo transports coming from within the system.::

<Naal_Doon> ::scoffs:: Ian: Racket?? I was humming to myself! Geez... if it's that bad there's plenty of room in the back... ::thumbs in the direction of the rear of the shuttle::
<Naal_Doon> ::turns her attention back to piloting chuckling to herself as she heads for Kile::
<Kahlan> ::looks back out the viewport::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::shakes his head, knowing it isn't worth the trouble::
<Naal_Doon> ::hums a little louder on purpose::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: looks up from his work again and spots Kahlan looking out the viewport:: Kahlan: Thinking about your home planet?

ACTION:: The shuttle reaches Kile, and there is no one trying to contact them about landing clearance or anything. All communications are silent, with the exceptions of some chatter between the cargo vessels::

<Kahlan> ::shrugs and turns to look at Brask:: Brask: Not really. There is no one there left for me. I may one day make it back, but there is no hurry.
<Brask_Key`Far> Kahlan: I see. It must be an amazing planet though.
<Ian_Hawkins> :: puts his things away and secures his pack::
<Naal_Doon> ::checks her position and stops humming for a moment as she chews her lip thoughtfully, still proceeding toward the planet... waiting....::
<Kahlan> ::smiles:: Brask: It certainly is. Always a party there, and never a dull moment.
<Brask_Key`Far> Kahlan: Sounds interesting. I wonder if I'll ever get the chance to see it.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks ahead of them:: Naal: Just take her down and land just outside the first major city you find.
<Brask_Key`Far> :: turns back to his work and speeds it up, hearing Ian mention landing::
<Naal_Doon> ::nods slowly and continues to take the ship down into the atmosphere::

ACTION :: The shuttle breaks through the atmosphere easily, without even a bump... the upgrades prove to be worth it::

<Kahlan> Brask: Why did you ask though? What gave you the idea it would be an interesting place at all?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks as far ahead as he can to see if the city is near::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: looks up again:: Kahlan: Because you are from there of course. :: gets back to his work::
<Naal_Doon> ::checks her scanners for the closest large city and plots a course there::

ACTION:: Sensors pick up a city over a hundred kilometers ahead and to the left. It is one of the largest cities on Kile::

<Kahlan> ::smiles:: Brask: Not a very logical chain of thought as far as I can see.
<Naal_Doon> ::manuevers the shuttle to the left and prepares the shuttle for landing:: All: I'm taking us down. There's a spot there just outside that city. According to my sensors it's one of the largest on this planet
<Ian_Hawkins> ::sits back and waits for the landing::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: doesn't look up this time, wanting to try and get the baton fixed before trouble starts, if it does, but answers anyway:: Kahlan: It is
  my observation that beings rarely see how interesting they themselves are.

ACTION:: The spot picked by Naal Doon is a barren park, used mostly by those out for exercise, but rarely. The edge of the city is only a quarter of a kilometer from the site.::

<Kahlan> ::nods:: Brask: I suppose that's true. I wouldn't find myself particularly interesting having been raised among many others like myself.
<Naal_Doon> :: prepares the landing sequence and takes the shuttle down without a hitch::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::unstraps himself and grabs his pack before standing::
<Kahlan> ::gets up from her seat, grabbing her pack::
<Brask_Key`Far> Kahlan: Exactly so. As I consider myself uninteresting, and I'm sure Ian and Naal think the same about themselves. It takes an outside observer to point it out. :: puts the baton away, remembering to finish fixing it as soon as possible, and stands, grabbing his gear::
<Ian_Hawkins> All: Hold on everyone. I dug up some information that might be useful.
<Brask_Key`Far> :: turns to listen to Ian::
<Kahlan> ::turns to look at Ian::
<Naal_Doon> ::just as the shuttle lands she powers down the ship and turns to listen to Ian::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::leans against the bulkhead:: ALl: According to sensors and the information I found about this Taak Primar, the place we need to get to is about three kilomters around the perimeter of the city. Pretty close to here, considering we didn't know exactly where until now.
<Ian_Hawkins> All: First thing we need to do is find the back door to the place. Information tells that it's a huge place and there are more than likely guards all through it.
<Naal_Doon> ::smirks and thinks that shouldn't be a problem::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: hears the implication of possible resistance and frowns::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::grins:: All: I'm sure guards won't be a problem. We just need to find the girl and Primar before the guards know we are there. That's where Brask comes in.
<Brask_Key`Far> :: perks up and looks back at Ian:: Ian: Yes?
<Ian_Hawkins> Brask: You'll need to find a way to circumvent the security systems and provide us with electronic cover in and out. The rest of us will search and destroy.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks around:: All: Any questions?
<Brask_Key`Far> :: nods, a bit relieved that he won't have to do any fighting:: Ian: I don't suppose we have a floorplan of this place?
<Ian_Hawkins> Brask: No, not at all. If you can find one to give us, It will make our part faster.
<Naal_Doon> ::gets up from her seat and puts her blaster back in its holster::
<Ian_Hawkins> :: pulls his pack over his shoulder:: All: If nothing else, let's go.
<Kahlan> ::shoulders her pack and pulls the hood of her cloak up::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: nods again and follows Kahlan::
<Naal_Doon> :: pushes the release for the shuttle's ramp::
<Naal_Doon> ::tucks a few strands of her hair back behind her ears and heads out the ramp::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::watches the ramp lower slowly:: Naal: You want to take point?
<Naal_Doon> ::shrugs:: Ian: Sure...

ACTION:: The group sets out across the "park" towards the city::

<Brask_Key`Far> :: looks around at the "park" as he walks along with the group::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::settles back at the rear of the group, reading his data pad while walking::
<Naal_Doon> ::looks around curiously as her hand rests on her blaster as she makes her way toward the city::

ACTION:: As they reach the city edge, the group turns and follows the edge towards where the mansion is to be.::

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Assignment 010605 - Episode Four Cont'd

(continued)

<Ian_Hawkins> ::sees a few people coming and going to the city on various roads, and some not on roads. ::
<Naal_Doon> ::looks back over her shoulder:: Ian: So where's this building again??
<Kahlan> ::looks around as she walks, wondering if there are any good parties in town::

ACTION:: Over an hour has passed and the form of a large stone building rises ahead of the group. Judging from the immense size, it has to be the mansion. It looks more like a fortress, though. The walls are close to ten meters high and there are windows in the wall about five meters up::

<Naal_Doon> ::gives the building an odd look:: Ian: So who gets to climb that wall?
<Brask_Key`Far> Naal: I could attempt it if you like. :: looks up at the wall::
<Ian_Hawkins> :: looks the structure over from side to side:: Naal: You volunteering? ::looks to her for a moment:: All: We aren't going over, unless we have to. There has to be another way in.
<Naal_Doon> ::chuckles:: All: Well, I was just making a joke... climbing a wall like that in broad daylight would attract way too much attention to ourselves
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Naal: Daylight is a disadvantage. ::looks up:: I surmize that we have a couple more hours before dusk. ::looks around:: All: Anyone for dinner?
<Naal_Doon> ::smirks:: Ian: You're buying this time....
<Ian_Hawkins> ::grins:: Naal: What? A rich girl like you should be able to pay all the time. Or maybe those winners you have pouring over you can have the honors.
<Kahlan> ::shrugs:: Ian: Dinner sounds good. Breaking and entering is easier on a full stomach. ::smiles::
<Naal_Doon> ::turns and pokes him in the chest:: Ian: Hey, the way I see it.. you owe me... I paid last time...
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods to Kahlan:: Kahlan: I'm not very hungry, but I figured some of you may be.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::feels the poke:: Naal: Is that the best you can do? ::grins:: All: Let's go find a place.
<Naal_Doon> ::gives him a "don't get me started grin" and mutters to him as they all walk off:: Ian: Pray you never see my worst, big guy...
<Ian_Hawkins> ::heads into the city to find the closest cafe or diner::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: follows Ian::
<Kahlan> ::heads into the city with the others::

ACTION:: The strange looking bunch finds a small diner, and at this hour, there are quite a few customers. However, they are in luck and a small table near the door is free for the taking.::

<Naal_Doon> ::heads to the table the moment they enter before anyone else does::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::takes a seat and sets his pack on the floor next to him... opens it slightly and looks for a waiter::
<Kahlan> ::sits with Ian and Naal::
<Naal_Doon> ::starts looking around the diner curiously::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: takes a seat at the table with the others and reaches into his pack, retrieving the damaged baton and starting up repairs again::
<Waitress> ::struts over to the table:: All: What will it be? ::looks them all over not giving them a second thought::
<Kahlan> Brask: You're obsessed with that thing. ::smiles::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks up at the waitress:: Waitress: Any specials today?
<Brask_Key`Far> :: starts to reply to Kahlan but hears the waitress and looks up::
<Waitress> ::looks up at the ceiling:: All: The specials are the Bantha Loaf and the Ugnaught fries. No specials on beverages today. Tomorrow we have a special on all ales. ::looks down at her order pad:: So, what will it be?
<Naal_Doon> Waitress: I'll have the special and a tankard of cider
<Waitress> Naal: Cider. Good choice. ::enters the order::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: gets back to his repairs::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::sighs:: Waitress: One special and a simple ale. Any kind will do.
<Kahlan> Waitress: I'll have the special and a glass of water please.
<Waitress> Ian: Special and Ale. Got it ::smiles and looks to the others::
<Waitress> Kahlan: Special and water. Got it ::looks to the rest::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: doesn't look up:: Waitress: Just a glass of water please.
<Waitress> ::frowns at Brask's order and nods as she enters it::

ACTION:: The waitress spins around and struts away to other customers::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks around the diner, keeping a sharp ear to the conversation::
<Naal_Doon> ::leans back in her seat and rests her elbow on the back of the bench::
<Naal_Doon> ::spies a guy at the bar and sizes him up for a moment::
<Kahlan> ::sighs and leans back in her chair, looking around::

ACTION:: Two men sitting several tables from them are talking at a normal level, but with the rest of the diners talking, one needs to strain to listen in. Their conversation pertains to their jobs at the mansion.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::sees Naal looking at a man:: Naal: Don't you ever learn? ::grins::
<Naal_Doon> ::gives him a wry grin:: Ian: Learn what?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::catches part of the conversation between the two men employed at the mansion and shakes his head at Naal::
<Naal_Doon> ::shrugs:: Ian: Hey, I'm a female... I have needs...
<Man1> Man2: Can you believe it? The boss gets a new slave and we have to give her special treatment. Why is she so different? She doesn't even have what it takes to work the factory.
<Kahlan> Brask: So what do you do when you're not tinkering with weapons?
<Man2> Man1: Yeah. It's a crime. I'm stuck handling her and then I get pushed to another shift for it. I was so happy at first. This new shift is boring. All she does is sleep.
<Brask_Key`Far> :: looks up:: Kahlan: I tinker with other things. :: smiles and looks back down at his work::
<Kahlan> ::raises an eyebrow and grins:: Brask: What kinds of other things?
<Naal_Doon> ::overhears Brask and Kahlan and looks to them with a grin:: Kahlan: Wouldn't you like to know...
<Man1> Man2: You have it so rough, don't you? I have to push the regulars harder, because the boss doesn't get fresh blood to take up the slack. I tell ya, it makes things tough down there.
<Brask_Key`Far> :: finally finishes his repairs and powers up the baton, switching it back and forth between his hands then flips it off and looks back at Kahlan a look on his face that indicates he has no idea what she or Naal were implying:: Kahlan: Oh, scanners, ships, droids. Anything I can get my hands on really. :: laughs a bit::
<Waitress> ::carries a huge tray of food and drinks to the table and sets them around to where they belong:: All: Enjoy and be sure to whistle if ya need anything else.
<Kahlan> ::tries real hard not to giggle:: Brask: That's all you ever get your hands on?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::ignores the waitress as he listens in on the conversation::
<Ian_Hawkins> <Waitress> ::shrugs and walks away::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: gives Kahlan a confused look:: Kahlan: Usually.
<Kahlan> ::grins:: Brask: Never anything breathing and female huh?
<Brask_Key`Far> :: raises an eyebrow at Kahlan then thinks for a moment before replying:: Kahlan: Nope. :: smiles::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::smells his food and turns to it:: All: Looks like they serve quite a bit here. Dig in. It could be your last. :: begins eating::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: takes his water glass and sips it::
<Kahlan> ::shakes her head:: Brask: Too bad. I imagine it'd be more interesting than a weapon or droid. ::grins and starts eating her dinner::
<Naal_Doon> ::is already eating as she continues to watch the guy at the bar::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::eating makes it harder for him to listen in, but he tries anyway::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: stops, as if in thought again and then shrugs and checks over the stun baton::
<Man1> Man2: So what schedule did they give you?
<Man2> Man1: I got the late night shift. In fact I have to be back in an hour for shift change. I'm still not used to it.
<Kahlan> ::smiles at Brask:: Brask: Truly innocent hmm? Not something I see much where I come from. ::grins::
<Man1> Man2: I know. I used to work that shift for over a year and now I work the morning shift. Feels likeI just got out of there.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::sips his ale and keeps an eye on the men, knowing who they will have to follow tonight.::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: looks back at Kahlan and starts to say something then stops and goes back to checking over the weapon::
<Man2> Man1: I better go.
<Kahlan> Brask: Thought ya had that workin... ::grins and sips at her water::
<Brask_Key`Far> Kahlan: I do. But even working machines need fine tuning. :: smiles::
<Man1> :: pulls Man2 back down:: Man2: Hold on! Don't go in early. They get enough from us as it is.
<Man2> ::sits back down:: Man1: Yeah! you're right.
<Kahlan> Brask: Oh? Enjoy fine tuning things do you? ::smiles and finishes her dinner::
<Brask_Key`Far> Kahlan: Very much actually. :: smiles again::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets half of his food eaten and sips his ale:: All: I think we may have a way in. Finish up and be ready to move within the hour. ::takes some more bites::
<Naal_Doon> ::watches the guy at the bar as he gets up and heads outside. She turns back to her meal again and figures he's probably not her type anyway::
<Kahlan> ::raises an eyebrow at Brask:: Brask: Maybe you could show me sometime...
<Ian_Hawkins> ::keeps one eye on Man2 while he eats his meal::
<Brask_Key`Far> :: nods at Ian and finishes his fine tuning, turning the baton on once again and swinging it lightly through the air a bit:: Kahlan: If you like. :: smiles again::
<Kahlan> ::grins:: Brask: I might enjoy that actually...

ACTION:: Several more men come in and join the other two at their table. They seem to be good friends::

%$%$% END EPISODE FOUR %$%$%

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Assignment 010605 - Episode Five

EPISODE FIVE:
Taak Primar 's small place on the moon has turned out to be a huge fortress.
A small bit of luck has the group following a slave handler back to the mansion. With more luck, they will be able to get into the place, using the handler's access.

%$%$% BEGIN EPISODE FIVE %$%$%

ACTION:: The group is making their way down a dark corridor, heading for what seems to be a room containing a harem of sorts.::

<Naal_Doon> ::walks carefully down the hallway, cautious with every step::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: sets his rifle butt into his shoulder and keeps it there, waiting for the evivitable spook or attack. That way he could gun it down with a few stun blasts and let it recover if it wasn't someone that needed to die. ::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::keeps close behind Keyan...whispers:: Keyan: The room should be a hundred meters down the next corridor, to the right.
<Kahlan> ::walks with the others, pistol drawn::
<Brask_Key`far> :: follows Kahlan, idly spinning his new baton around in his hand::
<Naal_Doon> ::Keeps to the rear of the group, ready to defend them if they get chased::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He nods silently and raises his rifle to just about leg hight from 50 meters. The would put it about dead center at 25 and a perfect head hit at 10. You learned things after fighting in corridors and such. You want to have your rifle set before the shooting started. ::

ACTION:: The group gets to the next corridor::

<Naal_Doon> ::glances over her shoulder with her ears tuned into the sounds around them::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::whispers::Keyan: This is the one. ::looks back at the others, as he pulls his heavy blaster out of his pack::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: peeks down the corridor, sweeps it with his rifle, then silently begins down it. Once he got to that room, he was good. It was all about getting to the room. That was all that mattered at the moment. ::

ACTION:: Four guards stand down the corridor. The door of the room is dimly lit, which makes their silhouettes visible. One of the guards hears something, but brushes it off as a rodent of some kind.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::follows Keyan around the corner::
<Naal_Doon> :: peers curiously at the guards thinking, if now is the time to fire... then now is the time to fire...::
<Brask_Key`far> :: peeks around the corner at the door and the guards, happy to have black fur in the dark corridor::
<Kahlan> ::stands quietly, looking down at the guards and waits for someone to make a move::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Moves over to the left side of the wall and kneels silently, raising his hand for an all stop, then placing it back on the trigger of his rifle, leveling it at the guards and waiting for the others to get set. One shot one kill, he hoped everyone else remembered that as well. ::
<Naal_Doon> ::quickly moves across the hall to get a better vantage point as she ducks behind an outsetting in the wall and carefully takes aim at one of the guards::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::sees Keyan's signal and moves to him, tapping on his shoulder and signaling to move further before stopping.... since not everyone has a rifle::
<Brask_Key`far> :: hangs back since he's stuck with a stun baton for now::
<Naal_Doon> ::watches Ian's signal and acts on it, Carefully edging forward to get a closer shot::
<Kahlan> ::sticks close to one wall, inching forward to get in a better range for her pistol::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He eyes Ian for a long few seconds, then stands again and silently creeps along the corridor, every move exagerated to its full extent to appear to just be part of the corridor, a moving part of it with a rifle. ::

ACTION:: The closer we get, we can better make out that the guards are busying themselves discussing the females inside the room and what they would do if they could::

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<Brask_Key`far> :: moves quietly down the middle of the corridor, staying behind the others though::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::follows Keyan once again::
<Naal_Doon> ::overhears the conversation with the men and rolls her eyes, chuckling softly to herself::
<Naal_Doon> ::waits until she is close enough for a clear shot and raises her blaster again, taking careful aim and glancing at Keyan for a signal::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets about sixty meters from the door and taps Keyan again, then signals for all to stop::
<Kahlan> ::stops, blending into a shadow::
<Brask_Key`far> :: stops and crouches slightly::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets down low and crawls along the floor to get even closer, blaster out front::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Slowly drops to a knee and raises his rifle, switching the selector from stun to kill, waiting for a signal. While waiting he zero's in on the one he thinks to be the best gun hand. He had a knack for these sorts of things. ::
<Naal_Doon> :: doesn't move a muscle... the result of good training::

ACTION:: One of the guards hears something and catches sight of something moving out of the corner of his eye. He yells to the others and goes for his blaster rifle, which is propped against the wall. The others do the same::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::aims and takes a shot, hoping to be close enough to have some effect::
<Naal_Doon> ::quickly fires before the others have time to react and aims for one guard, shooting before taking aim at the other one::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Opens up with a volley of pure destructive energy. Now he had to keep the team alive. ::
<Kahlan> ::aims and fires at one of the guards::

ACTION:: Before the guards could even bring their weapons up to fire, they are mowed down by blaster bolts::

<Keyan_Dargan> :: Stands and moves up to the others. :: All: Stay down, let me clear them.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets up slowly, nodding to Keyan and putting his blaster away::
<Brask_Key`far> :: watches the guards go down and shakes his head slowly::
<Naal_Doon> ::still holding her blaster, she nods and glances back behind them in case the firing drew some attention::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Moves up to the guards, sliding blasters towards the group and checking vitals. He guessed he got at least one. Although he didn't get to see if his guess was right. ::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::leans down and grabs one of the rifles that slid his way:: Naal: Doon, Make sure no one comes around that corner back there.
<Naal_Doon> ::grabs one of the blasters and holsters it:: Ian: I'm already on it.... ::glances back again::
<Brask_Key`far> :: stays crouched where he is::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Stands upright :: All: Clear, everyone grab a rifle and get into their pockets for extra power packs. We're gonna need em I'm guessing.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::moves to the door and puts an ear to it:: Keyan: Want to have a look inside? There doesn't seem to be much sound coming through these doors.
<Naal_Doon> ::creeps forward but stays somewhat to the rear of the group, listening for anyone coming::
<Brask_Key`far> :: stands and walks to the group before looking down at one of the rifles on the floor:: Keyan: I'll decline if you don't mind.
<Kahlan> ::walks up the hall but doesn't pick up a rifle::
<Keyan_Dargan> Ian: Lets get them armed with something a little more deadly then pea shooters first. I'd rather have a large base of fire from further away. :: He turns and stare's at Brask :: Brask: I'm sure you think they won't just gun you down if your unarmed, but they don't care. Your fresh meat to them.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to Brask and Kahlan:: Both: You have a problem shooting a blaster rifle?
<Brask_Key`far> Keyan: I can take care of myself. :: smiles::
<Brask_Key`far> Ian: I know how to fire one, if that is what you're asking.
<Kahlan> Ian: No I do not, but I would prefer not to increase my load.
<Ian_Hawkins> Brask: I wasn't debating your abilities. I just need everyone to be able to watch everyone's back. No weapon makes it difficult to do that. ::looks to them both:: That means grab a weapon and don't hesitate. Now.
<Naal_Doon> All: We should move out of this corridor. If anyone heard that firing, they'll definitely be on their way...
<Keyan_Dargan> :: He mumbles loudly and grabs the extra that people refuse to use. He'd find a use for them. Even if that meant he might be a little bogged down with them and their power packs. :: Ian: Lets get out of here before they send another patrol.
<Kahlan> Ian: I have a weapon. I shoot quite well with what I carry.
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahlan: The increase will only be until we are out of this building. I'm sure you understand that protecting us with a weapon may make your job easier.
<Brask_Key`far> :: picks up one of the rifles as Ian instructed him to do::
<Kahlan> Ian: Fine. The thing is more than half my size and the thought is ridiculous, but I will do as ordered. ::grabs a rifle::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to Doon:: Naal: Doon, didn't I tell you to make sure no one comes around that corner? ::shakes his head and turns back to the doors:: Brask: Open thses blasted things, will you?
<Brask_Key`far> :: nods and leans the rifle against the wall, before taking out his tools and starting on the door controls::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Situates himself right in the center of the doors. He figured he'd be better off taking any blaster bolts that flew his way, There were two SoF's here, and they really only needed one. ::
<Naal_Doon> ::squares her shoulders:: Ian: And didn't I tell you that I already was? Now's not the time to give me grief about my job
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to her:: Doon: You can see around corners at one hundred meters?
<Brask_Key`far> :: forces the security system into a long diagnostic to get around it and cuts off the alarm system before popping the lock:: Ian: All set.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Brask: Open says a me.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::checks his rifle and sees that the power is on and ready to go::
<Brask_Key`far> :: gives Ian a confused look:: Ian: That is improper basic. :: pushes the button to open the doors and puts his tools away::
<Kahlan> ::giggles quietly at Brask's comment to Ian::


ACTION:: The doors slowly slide open to reveal a brightly lit room with lavish decorations on all the walls. The walls have several smaller doors every ten meters. Some are open and most are closed.::

<Keyan_Dargan> :: raises his rifle and instantly scans for hostiles ::
<Kahlan> ::mutters:: The harem?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::holds his newly acquired rifle casually, as he walks in. :: All: Do a sweep and search for our target. Make it quick.
<Brask_Key`far> :: waits until both Ian and Keyan have gone ahead of him and enters the room, leaving the rifle leaning against the outside wall::
<Naal_Doon> ::glances at the others as she holds her place, fuming inwardly as she trains her ears for footsteps::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Nods and stands, moving to the first door and triggering the release, his rifle in a firing position as the door opens.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::stands in the middle of the room, looking around curiously::
<Kahlan> ::moves to the first door on the opposite side of the room from Keyan and presses the button::

ACTION:: Some rooms are empty. Half of the ten doors have occupants behind them.::

<Keyan_Dargan> :: clears it and moves on to the next, triggering that one as well. ::
<Brask_Key`far> :: stays near the main door, watching the exit and letting the others search::
<Naal_Doon> ::keeps her back to the wall in the corridor, edging her way back and watching the group inside the room::
<Kahlan> ::moves to the next door, which is already open, and peers inside to find a woman:: Woman: You are free, but stay here and quiet until we tell you it is safe to leave.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::watches Keyan and Kahlan open doors and confront the females behind them:: Both: Any luck yet?
<Kahlan> Ian: Some women, but not the one we're looking for.
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Turns to Ian and shakes his head ::
<Ian_Hawkins> Both: Just a few more doors. ::sighs:: Self: I hope this isn't a bust.
<Kahlan> ::moves on to the next room and hits the button, finding another woman and repeating the message::

ACTION:: Kahlan finds someone who fits the description of their target behind one of the doors she just opened::

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<Kahlan> Ian: I think I have her.
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Moves to the next and triggers it, hoping to find someone behind door number three ::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::turns and rushes to the door and takes a look:: Kahlan: You sure? She looks pretty beat up. ::notices that the girl is hiding in the corner of her room on her bed::
<Keyan_Dargan> :: Stops checking and look at the other two. ::
<Kahlan> Ian: It looks like it could be her, even though it is a bit hard to tell...
<Brask_Key`far> :: moves to the middle of the main room and looks around at the decorations and such:: All: What is this room used for? It doesn't look like any prison I've seen images of.
<Kahlan> Woman: Are you Jennell Dradman?
<Girl> :: peeks over her arms which block her face and nods::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks back to Keyan and Brask:: Both: You two open the rest of the doors and have the females get to the middle of the room.
<Kahlan> Jannell: We've been sent here to find you.
<Jannell> ::shakes her head and makes herself even smaller::
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahlan: Go in and check her wounds. Maybe talking to her on a personal basis might get her out.
<Brask_Key`far> :: nods at Ian and moves to closed door and opens it::
<Kahlan> ::nods and walks slowly toward Jennell:: Jennell: I'm going to look over your injuries. I'm a doctor.
<Girl> ::stays hidden...shaking in fear::
<Kahlan> ::sits on the bed next to Jennell:: Jennell: Please let me help you. We may not have much time and I can tell you are in pain.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::helps gather the females into the center of the room:: All: Listen. You are to be freed, but we need your help.
<Girl> ::looks up at Kahlan, her mouth is bleeding and she has bruises all over her face, and a broken nose::
<Female Devaronian> Ian: Why should we help you? You're probably working for a rival slaver and we will just be in the same predictament again.
<Naal_Doon> :: paces the corridor slowly, taking a moment to shift herself into a creature that would easily have a heightened sense of hearing::
<Kahlan> :: pulls a bacta gel pack from one of her bags and smears it gently on Jennell's cuts and bruises::
<Ian_Hawkins> Female Devaronian: You go ahead and think that. We will free the rest if you like to stay. We just need to know how much security this place has.
<Kahlan> :: pulls out a bandage and some tape and bandages Jennell's nose gently::
<Girl> :: pulls back and cringes in pain::
<Female Devaronian> Ian: So you say. I'll take my chances out there. If you turn on us, I'll tear your heart out.
<Kahlan> Jennell: I know. It hurts. But it will feel better shortly. ::hands her a pill and nods toward the small glass of water on a night stand:: Take the pill. You'll feel better soon.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Female Devaronian: If that happens, I'd let you. Now, tell me what I need to know. Be quick,
<Girl> ::shakes her head:: Kahlan: No pill!
<Brask_Key`far> :: moves back to the middle of the room and looks around once again, noticing how the prisoners are dressed:: All: What a strange prison.
<Kahlan> ::lays a calming hand on the girl's arm:: Jennell: They kept you drugged? Ok then, you don't have to take it.
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahlan: Any progress in there?
<Kahlan> :: projects a feeling of calm toward Jennell, trying to gain some kind of trust::
<Kahlan> Ian: I'm trying. She's been pretty traumatized.
<Female Devaronian> Ian: They have a handful of security here. Maybe a dozen. Most are just to watch the slaves. The real security comes from cameras and droids. Cameras like those. :: points to the cameras hidden among the decorations::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks around at the cameras:: Brask: Your little trick took care of these, right?
<Naal_Doon> ::as she paces the hallway, she glances toward the room and wonders what's going on::
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahlan: Put a rush on it. We don't have all night.
<Kahlan> Ian: I know that. I am doing my best.
<Brask_Key`far> :: nods at Ian::
<Girl> :: begins to feel calm and very tired::

ACTION:: A whirring sound comes from down a side corridor, but which one, no one can tell::

<Kahlan> ::feels the difference in Jennell's emotional state:: Jennell: I would like to take you away from here. I have friends who will help me to bring you back to your family.
<Girl> ::looks to Kahlan with tears in her eyes:: Kahlan: Family?
<Kahlan> Jennell: Yes, but we have to hurry before we are discovered.
<Girl> :: begins to lay down:: Kahlan: So tired. ::yawns but winces in pain as she does::
<Kahlan> Jennell: I understand. I'll see if someone can help you out of here.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Female Devaronian: Droids, eh? Hmm, that could prove a problem. ::thinks a moment:: How many of you can fire a weapon?
<Naal_Doon> ::whips her head around and comes to a perfect standstill, training her ears toward the sound. Narrowing down it's location::
<Kahlan> Ian: Jennell may need some help to get out of here. I'm too small to carry her.
<Brask_Key`far> :: hears Kahlan and looks at Ian and Keyan with their rifles in hand and walks towards the room::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to Brask:: Brask: Help Kahlan with the girl.
<Naal_Doon> ::creeps toward one wall and keeps her back to the wall, listening carefully::

ACTION:: The whirring sound stops, then continues...stops, then continues::

<Brask_Key`far> :: enters the room and stops, making no move to reach for the girl, smiles warmly:: Jennell: Hello, If you will allow me I can help you out of this dark place.
<Kahlan> Brask: She's exhausted is all. But she'll be all right if we can get her out of here.
<Female Devaronian> ::looks around:: Ian: There three of us who can fight with a weapon. You offering?
<Kahlan> Jennell: It's all right. He won't hurt you.
<Girl> ::lays down all the way and falls asleep::
<Kahlan> Brask: Well, I don't think she'll be fighting you much on the way out.
<Brask_Key`far> :: moves and picks up the girl, holding her in his arms carefully but firmly and turns back to Kahlan, nodding::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to the room where Brask and Kahlan are:: Both: I need your rifles. You didnt want to use them anyway, right?
<Naal_Doon> ::follows the sound carefully::
<Kahlan> Ian: You're welcome to it. Walks out into the main room and hands her rifle to Ian::
<Brask_Key`far> :: exits the smaller room:: Ian: Mine is outside the door in the corridor.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::takes the one he acquired and checks it before handing it to the Devaronian female:: Female Devaronian: Just be sure not to shoot anything except if it's stopping us from leaving. Got it?
<Female Devaronian> ::nods and takes the rifle with a grin:: Ian: Don't you worry. ::motions for the other two to grab one of the extra rifles::
<Naal_Doon> ::looks both left and right, hearing the sound coming from both directions::

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ACTION:: The whirring noise suddenly gets louder and stops::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to Brask:: Both: You two got that girl yet?
<Naal_Doon> ::her senses suddenly heighten and she feels somewhat in danger as she begins to back down the hallway slowly. She reaches for her glowrod and activates it::
<Female Devaronian> Ian: You want us to lead the way out?

ACTION:: As Doon's glow rod lights up the corridor, she sees it filled with meter high security droids of an unknown type...heavily armed::

<Kahlan> Ian: Under control. I would give her a stimulant to wake her but she isn't in the best of mental health as it is.
<Ian_Hawkins> Female Devaronian: No, but stay close to the front where we need the fire power.
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahlan: Good. Better alseep than causing trouble. Let's go. ::heads for the open doors:: All: You females stay close.
<Kahlan> Ian: I doubt she would cause trouble, but she certainly needs her sleep anyway. ::raises her pistol and heads for the doors::
<Naal_Doon> :: pales:: Self: Uh oh... this is not good... ::slowly touches her commlink:: *Ian*: Hawkins, we got company... lots of it... the corridor is filled with security droids... and they don't look very happy....
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets to the door followed by the armed females only to see what Doon has seen:: All: Back inside! ::looks to Doon:: Naal: Get in here!
<Kahlan> :: backs into the room again::
<Brask_Key`far> :: moves as far away from the main doors as he can get::
<Naal_Doon> ::keeps her eyes on the droids, then turns and sprints toward the room toward Ian and the others::
<Ian_Hawkins> :: pushes the females back inside:: Brask: Close those doors as soon as Doon gets in.
<Naal_Doon> ::as she runs, she shifts back into her usual self::
<Brask_Key`far> :: gently sets the girl on the floor and hurries to the main door's inside control panel::

ACTION: The whirring noise begins again. The droids are on the move and firing at the moving targets::

<Brask_Key`far> :: hacks quickly back into the door controls and tries to shut and lock the doors from the inside::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets everyone inside:: Naal: Doon! Hurry!
<Kahlan> ::moves farther back, standing between her patient and the doors::
<Naal_Doon> ::rushes by Ian in a flurry as the firing begins::

ACTION:: The droids are laying it on thick, and as Doon reaches the doors, a blast hits her in the right shoulder, knocking her head over heals into the room::

<Brask_Key`far> :: punches the control as soon as Doon is inside::

ACTION:: The doors close as slowly as they opened. this still allows some fire to get inside. Some of the slave girls get hit for being in the wrong place at the wrong time::

<Naal_Doon> ::screams and does a somersault backflip with a half twist as a fancy way of falling and swears in some unknown language. Most likely unknown to her too at the moment::
<Brask_Key`far> :: tries to lock the doors from the inside as well as run his own encryption on them so that the guards can't unlock them::
<Kahlan> ::curses under her breath and runs for the injured people, dropping to her knees and assessing who is the most injured::

ACTION:: Two slave girls are dead... the rest who are hit are not hurt bad::

<Naal_Doon> ::lies on her back and groans, gritting her teeth::
<Brask_Key`far> :: moves quickly back to the girl and picks her up once again::
<Kahlan> :: puts bacta patches on the wounds of the still living slave girls, then makes her way to Naal:: Naal: Hold Still.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::turns to the female Devaronian:: Female Devaronian: Is there another way out of here?
<Naal_Doon> ::turns on her side to Kahlan can tend to her blaster wound:: Kahlan: Oh don't worry... I'm not going anywhere at the moment... ::sucks in a breath through her teeth as the pain shoots down her shoulder::
<Kahlan> Naal: I think you're going to make it. Not a bad wound at all. :: bandages Naal's shoulder with another bacta patch::
<Female Devaronian> ::looks to the others and leans in closer:: Ian: There is one other way. It's a bit dangerous, but I can lead you out.
<Naal_Doon> ::sighs:: Kahlan: Would have been better if Hawkins hadn't made a big show out of it all... I could have eased my way back to the room without those droids noticing anything going on...
<Kahlan> Naal: He was just making sure everyone got back in. ::hands her a small pill and a bottle of water:: Take this. It will help the pain.
<Ian_Hawkins> Female Devaronian: Dangerous? I think we have just seen dangerous. Show me what you got.
<Female Devaronian> :: looks around and nods her head to follow her::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::follows, wondering what the deal is.::
<Naal_Doon> ::humphs to herself and winces as she sits up to take the pill:: Kahlan: Alive at the very least...
<Female Devaronian> ::gets to a wall hanging and pulls it aside:: Ian: I saw a customer go through here once. I also heard screams soon after. I don't know what happened to him.
<Kahlan> Naal: Some were not so lucky. Count yourself fortunate.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks at the hidden door:: Female Devaronian: OK, and why do you need to lead the way? I have experienced people who can handle that.
<Naal_Doon> ::looks at the dead girls and nods, keeping quiet for the moment::
<Female Devaronian> Ian: I know these people. I know what they are capable of. You want to get your people killed, so be it. I saw how well they are. Those droids shouldn't have made it to that corridor if they were experienced. :: being more than defensive::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::scowls at her:: Female Devaronian: Don't bad mouth my people. They were doing their job. They aren't the slaves here, are they? ::looks to the others and back:: Very well. You lead the way. I'm not worried about your death.
<Female Devaronian> ::yells to her armed girls and they come to her side:: Both: Stay close behind me. ::looks to Ian:: Ian: Have the rest follow us. ::opens the door and heads inside::
<Naal_Doon> ::tries to get to her feet, making for her blaster that came out of her hands when she fell::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::waves for everyone to follow. Keyan leading behind the slave girls followed by the unarmed slaves, followed by the rest::
<Kahlan> Naal: Carefully. That pill might make you a little loopy..
<Kahlan> ::follows along with the group, keeping a close eye on her patients::
<Brask_Key`far> :: brings up the rear, looking behind himself every so often in case the droids give chase::
<Naal_Doon> ::gives her a susprised look:: Kahlan: How loopy? I can't afford to be loopy right now... Loopy is NOT an option....
<Kahlan> Naal: Not much. You ought to be all right. I wouldn't give you anything too strong in this situation.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::makes sure everyone is in before closing the door behind him::

%$%$% END EPISODE FIVE %$%$%

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EPISODE SIX:
Taak Primar's fortress seems to be a labrynth of passageways and corridors. Every turn seems to lead to another. The Devaronian slave and her two armed comrades continue to lead the way, as if they know the building all too well. So far, no attacks have been made on the group. Yet there is always another turn ahead to round.

%$%$% BEGIN EPISODE SIX %$%$%

<Naal_Doon> ::is getting a little frustrated with the turns and corridors as she sighs rather audibly::
<Brask_Key`far> :: continues to walk with the group, carrying the unconscious girl in his arms::
<Kahlan> ::mutters something under her breath about the odds that they'll end up right back where they started after all these turns::

ACTION:: They all get around a corner and halfway down the next corridor when they hear a set of small buzzing noises all around them. This particular corridor is wider and taller than the others, so the buzzing echoes a bit::

<Brask_Key`far> :: was about to reply to Kahlan when he heard the buzzing and stopped, crouching a bit::
<Devaronian Female> ::stops:: All: Wait. Something's wrong.
<Kahlan> ::stops short behind Brask and ducks down a bit, looking all around for the source of the sound::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::stops and looks around, using his glow rod to light up the corridor... moves towards one side to catch the walls with his light::
<Naal_Doon> ::nods:: DF: I'll say it is... That's something like the kind of buzzing I heard before the corridor filled up with those droids.

ACTION:: Ian's light moves across the wall. Something can be seen moving just outside the light, buzzing as it moves::

<Naal_Doon> :: pauses and holds her position::All: I don't like this...
<Ian_Hawkins> ::tries to catch whatever it is in his light but having trouble::
<Kahlan> DF: Do you know what those things are?
<Brask_Key`far> :: looks up, trying to see through the darkness::
<Devaronian Female> ::sees what Ian is doing and begins to do the same, having the same luck he is:: Self: This is frustrating. :: begins shooting just past her light on the wall:: Kahlan: No, I don't, but I won't have to for long. ::fires some more::

ACTION:: The buzzing becomes more intense. The noise is beginning to hurt our ears. The Devaronian's shots seem to hit something, and sparks fly when she does::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::can't cover his ears while holding a blaster and his glow rod, so he begins shooting as well::
<Kahlan> ::covers one ear, pulls her blaster with her other hand, and starts firing, hoping no one hears them::
<Brask_Key`far> :: leans forward to cover the girl in his arms and crouches lower::
<Naal_Doon> ::shifts into a Trianii to help her see in the dark so she can get a better shot::
<Naal_Doon> ::looks around and aims at the buzzing, firing carefully aimed shots wherever she can get a good look at whatever it is that's buzzing around them::

ACTION:: Soon, the glow rods begin to find the source of the buzzing... tiny spider-like droids blanket the wall and the ceiling above... shots cause them to drop to the floor and spasm until they die, but they are soon replaced by more.::

<Kahlan> ::shudders:: Ugh! They had to be spiders...
<Naal_Doon> ::looks around and on the walls:: All: We better get out of here....
<Kahlan> ::nods:: Naal: I don't think we can kill all of these no matter how long we sit here shooting at them..
<Devaronian Female> ::stops firing and yells:: Doon: You think so? ::motions to the other two and heads for the closest exit::
<Brask_Key`far> Kahlan: An Ion grenade would do it easily. But it would also wreck our equipment. :: leans further forward to shield the girl more::
<Naal_Doon> ::makes a face (as best she can in the cat get-up) and quickly follows the two girls to the exit'::
<Kahlan> ::nods at Brask and follows the others, still crouching, with her blaster out::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::stops firing and makes sure the other slaves follow::
<Brask_Key`far> :: looks up and notices that he's getting left behind and moves to follow, still crouching and trying to shield the girl::

ACTION:: The exit is just around the next corner, but as they arrive, they see it covered with the spider droids. Once everyone is near the exit, the droids stop moving thus stopping the buzzing noise.::

<Brask_Key`far> :: stops when the buzzing does, not moving a muscle::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks back to make sure everyone is present:: Brask: You have to stay with us. You have the girl and she's what we came for.
<Brask_Key`far> :: doesn't answer Ian and doesn't move, staying still and quiet::
<Devaronian Female> ::stops at the exit and shakes her head:: Self: This is getting old. ::raises her weapon to fire at the droids::
<Kahlan> ::stops behind Brask again, staying low::
<Naal_Doon> DF: Do these things bite? What do they do?? Can't we just blast our way through?

ACTION:: A light on every spider droid comes on, and a sound slowly gets louder. It starts as a hum, but soon becomes a hypnotic but loud sonic blast::

<Ian_Hawkins> :: drops to his knees in numbing pain, gritting his teeth all the way, as he fights it::
<Brask_Key`far> :: drops closer to the floor, almost covering the girl completely::
<Devaronian Female> ::fires her weapon at the droids, screaming in pain::
<Naal_Doon> ::flattens her cat-like ears to her head and screams (or hisses.. you choose) as she opens fire on the droids on the door::
<Kahlan> :: drops her blaster, covers both ears, and grits her teeth::

ACTION:: The blast subsides slightly and is replaced by buzzing, as more droids move to take the place of the destroyed ones.::

<Naal_Doon> All: This is crazy! WE have to find another way out of here! :: points to the DF:: DF: You! You're so smart! You know this place well enough... so get us out of here!
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets up enough to run forward and join in the weapons firing to destroy the droids and get out the exit::
<Devaronian Female> ::keeps firing her weapon at the droids:: Doon: What do you think I am doing?
<Kahlan> ::grabs her blaster and runs up to the door with Ian, hoping to kill enough of the things to get through the door::

ACTION:: The blasting begins to clear off the droids from the exit. Once the droids are cleared from the door, the remaining droids retreat to the darkness once again::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks around and tries to catch his breath::
<Devaronian Female> ::looks around:: All: Everyone alright?
<Naal_Doon> :: pauses and lowers her blaster as the droids move off, shifts back into her usual self::
<Brask_Key`far> :: rises from his crouched position on the floor, still carrying the girl and steps forward to catch up to the others:: All: Quite an effective security system. I wonder who designed it.
<Kahlan> ::nods:: DF: Yes, I am
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods to the Devaronian:: Devaronian Female: I think we need to get out of here and fast. I'm sure we don't want more of that.
<Devaronian Female> ::looks around a bit more and nods:: All: Let's go then. ::turns and hits the door controls to open the door::
<Naal_Doon> ::rolls her eyes and sighs, muttering:: Self: I've only been saying that for the past 10 mintues...

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Assignment 010605 - Episode Six Cont'd.

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ACTION:: The door opens to reveal another shorter corridor with a stairwell at the end of it.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::sighs an motions for everyone to go ahead::
<Devaronian Female> ::leads the way through the door and to the stairs, looking back briefly before going down the stairs::
<Naal_Doon> DF: This had better be the way out....
<Brask_Key`far> :: follows along with the group, trying to stay near the middle::
<Kahlan> ::heads down the stairs with the others::
<Devaronian Female> :: doesn't look back, since she knows the voice all too well:: Doon: I am only following the corridors. If I knew the exact way out, I would have been gone long before you arrived.
<Kahlan> ::mutters:: I don't suppose we'd get lucky enough to find an exit sign...
<Ian_Hawkins> ::takes up the rear position again, making sure to close the door behind them so the droids don't come after them::
<Brask_Key`far> :: looks down at the girl in his arms, hoping she'll recover alright::

ACTION:: As they get down to the next landing, the stairwell lights up at each landing. The stairwell looks like it goes down at least four levels.::

<Devaronian Female> ::stops when the lights go on, but continues down, looking for another exit from the stairwell::
<Brask_Key`far> :: continues on with the others, listening and looking for any more trouble::
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahlan: How's the girl doing through all of this? ::keeps his eyes wandering and alert::
<Naal_Doon> ::isn't liking the looks of this:: Self: Any moment now... any moment and we'll all be caught....
<Kahlan> :: peers over Brask's shoulder:: Ian: She's still asleep, and likely it's the best thing for her.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Kahlan: Good. I hope she sleeps all the way home.
<Naal_Doon> ::humphs:: Ian: IF we make it home
<Ian_Hawkins> Doon: Shape up, Naal! Get that attitude fixed or I'll do it for you. Got it? ::sighs:: We'll get out of this.
<Kahlan> Ian: I doubt she'll sleep that long...unless I drug her. I would be reluctant to do that since it's likely she got enough of that here.
<Brask_Key`far> Naal: The odds are probably fair that we will all get out of here, however without more detailed knowledge of this place it is impossible to make an accurate estimate.
<Kahlan> Brask: Could you get some kind of a map of this place if we found a computer terminal?
<Brask_Key`far> Kahlan: Possibly. If they have one stored in the system.
<Kahlan> Brask: And if we find a terminal in an empty and out of the way room..

ACTION:: After two levels down (halfway) they come to an exit.::

<Devaronian Female> ::stops at the exit:: All: What do you think? Should we take the first exit or go on to the next?
<Naal_Doon> ::scowls at him with her back to him and makes a face::
<Kahlan> DF: Without knowing what's behind either of them, we may as well flip a coin.
<Devaronian Female> ::looks at Kahlan:: Kahlan: You have a coin, Red?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks back upstairs then down beyond where the found exit is::
<Kahlan> ::laughs:: DF: Well I wasn't figuring on literally doing that. All: Anyone else have a preference for which door we try?
<Naal_Doon> DF: Why don't we just open it and see? If it's more stairs, I vote for us moving on....
<Brask_Key`far> Kahlan: Without knowing what is behind the door I have no preference. Although we should probably do something quickly.
<Kahlan> ::nods at Brask and Naal:: DF: I guess we could just open it. Wait though.. :: puts her ear against the door and listens::
<Devaronian Female> ::grins:: Doon: You have a problem with stairs?
<Naal_Doon> DF: After going up and down so many of them...yeah.. I do now...
<Kahlan> ::shrugs:: All: I don't hear anything, but that may mean nothing if the door is thick. I don't see much way to know other than opening it...
<Devaronian Female> ::shrugs and turns to the door:: Doon: Here's to more stairs. :: presses the door activation button::

ACTION:: The door opens to reveal a cargo lift of some sort. Large enough for twice the number of people in the group.::

<Naal_Doon> ::feels a grin come to her face:: Self: Finally
<Devaronian Female> ::looks inside and pokes her head in, looking around:: All: No droids in here. Looks clear.
<Naal_Doon> All: For now...
<Brask_Key`far> All: Perhaps we should continue on the stairs. Lifts can be locked down. :: looks around::
<Kahlan> All: Well then, maybe we ought to get in and shut the door before they get here.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::sighs at Doon's attitude, but shakes it off:: All: Then let's get on the lift and out of this place.
<Naal_Doon> ::heads into the lift without having to be told twice::
<Devaronian Female> ::steps inside and looks at the controls, waiting for the rest to follow:: Self: Looks like a normal lift.
<Brask_Key`far> :: makes no move to enter the lift:: All: Are you sure this is a good idea?
<Kahlan> ::walks into the lift, thinking to herself that Brask has a good point, but that the others will never listen::
<Ian_Hawkins> :: puts a hand on Brask's shoulder:: Brask: I have faith that you can fix whatever technical difficulty we run across. Even a shutdown lift.
<Brask_Key`far> :: looks at Ian then at the lift:: Ian: I suppose that's possible. :: enters the lift::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::follows everyone in:: All: OK, I think going upwards would be appropriate. Don't you?
<Devaronian Female> ::nods and pushes the button to go up:: Ian: Sounds good to me.

ACTION:: The door closes but the lift goes no where.::

<Ian_Hawkins> Devaronian Female: You hit the correct button?
<Kahlan> ::mutters:: Figures...
<Devaronian Female> ::nods and pushes the button to go up again:: Ian: Yes, twice. Nothing is working. Maybe we need to go to the next exit.
<Brask_Key`far> :: doesn't have a hint of smugness on his face and doesn't say "I told you so."::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to Brask:: Brask: I can hold the girl if you want to take a look at it.
<Brask_Key`far> :: nods and hands the girl carefully to Ian, before taking out his tools and moving to the control panel::
<Ian_Hawkins> :: puts the girl over his shoulder:: Brask: Work your magic. ::trying to encourage him::
<Brask_Key`far> :: stops and looks up at Ian with a raised eyebrow:: Ian: There is no magic involved in slicing.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::rolls his eyes:: Brask: Figure of speak. Just get this thing working.
<Brask_Key`far> :: nods and turns back to the panel, opening it up and checking for the reason the lift won't move::

ACTION:: The girl begins to stir while on Ian's shoulder... she's waking up::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to his shoulder:: Kahlan: I think she's waking.
<Brask_Key`far> Self: Well that makes sense. :: closes the panel and turns back to the others:: All: There is nothing wrong with the lift.
<Kahlan> Ian: Told ya she wouldn't sleep all the way home. ::smiles and moves closer to Ian to check on Jennell::
<Naal_Doon> Brask: Is it possible it works by some kind of code? Or key?
<Girl> ::mutters something unintelligible and opens her eyes but just barely::

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Assignment 010605 - Episode Six Cont'd.

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<Brask_Key`far> Naal: It doesn't look like it requires anything like that.
<Kahlan> Brask: System shut down from a main switch somewhere?
<Kahlan> ::checks Jennell's pulse::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks over to Brask:: Brask: Then why aren't we moving?
<Brask_Key`far> Kahlan: No, it is powered and running properly. Ian: Because we are at the top of the shaft.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::sighs and shakes his head::
<Kahlan> ::laughs at the simple answer::
<Brask_Key`far> :: puts his tools away and steps away from the control panel::
<Kahlan> Ian: Her pulse is normal and everything seems all right. She's still a bit out of it though...
<Naal_Doon> ::chuckles:: All: Then I guess we'd best move along then... I don't want to go further down....
<Devaronian Female> ::chuckles and reaches over to push the down button::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Kahlan: Good. Just check her every once in a while.
<Kahlan> ::nods at Ian:: Of course.

ACTION:: The lift moves down slowly at first, but speeds up before slowing again. Everyone with a weak stomach gets queezy. The lift stops at what seems to be five levels lower::

<Brask_Key`far> :: leans over and tilts his head upside down to smile at Jennell::
<Girl> ::sees Brask and freaks out, screaming and kicking, trying to push off of Ian's shoulder::

ACTION:: The door to the lift opens to a brightly lit corridor::

<Brask_Key`far> :: frowns a bit and steps back, straightening up::
<Naal_Doon> ::jumps at the sudden scream from the girl::
<Ian_Hawkins> Brask: What did you do?
<Naal_Doon> ::looks at Ian:: Ian: He looked at her
<Ian_Hawkins> ::tries to keep her on his shoulder::
<Kahlan> ::gets between Brask and Jennell and smiles at the girl, projecting calm feelings::
<Kahlan> Jennell: It's ok, he's' a friend...
<Devaronian Female> ::readies her weapon and leaves the lift:: All: You coming or do you want to live in that lift?
<Brask_Key`far> :: moves out of the lift and looks around::
<Girl> ::stops kicking and screaming, but looks confused and terrified::
<Kahlan> Jennell: We're on the way out of here. Just hang in there and we'll be to safety soon enough.
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahlan: You think she can walk?
<Naal_Doon> ::heads out of the lift, her blaster raised and ready to blast anything that crosses her::

ACTION:: Ian, Kahlan and Jennell are the only ones left in the lift now::

<Kahlan> Ian: Physically, there's nothing wrong with her. But as you can tell she has had a rather harrowing experience. Let's just get her out of this lift for now.
<Kahlan> ::steps out of the lift and into the corridor::
<Devaronian Female> ::looks around:: All: Looks clear so far. I have no idea where we are. ::looks at Doon, waiting for some comment::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::carries her out of the lift just as the door starts to close again::
<Kahlan> Jennell: I know you've had a hard time of it. There are three men with us, but they will not harm you. Do you feel able to walk on your own?
<Girl> :: begins to squirm to get off of Ian's shoulder again :: Ian: Let me go! ::coughs after speaking::
<Naal_Doon> :: blinks and gives her an odd look:: DF: What...?
<Kahlan> Ian: Let her down, but keep hold of one of her arms, in case.
<Devaronian Female> ::nods with a smirk and turns to lead the way down the corridor:: All: Maybe there's a terminal ahead to find out where we are.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods and slowly lowers the girl::
<Girl> ::feels her feet hit the cold floor and hops a bit before coming to rest::
<Brask_Key`far> :: makes sure to stay out of Jennell's line of sight as he looks around the new corridor::

ACTION:: Jennell stands fine, but is still just a little wobbly::

<Kahlan> Ian: Let her try to walk, but stay close. ::starts walking down the corridor behind the DF, not wanting to be left behind, but looks back to be sure Ian and Jennell are all right::
<Ian_Hawkins> Self: When did I volunteer to be babysitter? ::keeps his arms ready to catch her::
<Girl> ::walks to follow, but staggers a bit:: Ian: I'm no baby! Who are you anyway?
<Ian_Hawkins> Girl: I'm one of the people here to save your hide. Your father is paying us good credits to do it too, so you better be grateful.
<Brask_Key`far> :: continues to examine their surroundings, idly wondering why the girl reacted the way she did to his appearance::
<Girl> ::looks confused but keeps walking... getting better and better as she goes, nearly catching up to the others::
<Naal_Doon> ::continues with the group and keeps silent, tuning her ears and tempted to turn back into Trianii::
<Kahlan> ::stays close to her patient::

ACTION:: The corridor winds slightly and then turns sharply. Around the corner is a double door with controls on the left side.::

<Devaronian Female> ::stops at the doors:: Self: More doors. :: disappointed::
<Brask_Key`far> DF: Well it makes sense, security wise. The more confined the space, the easier it is to lock down intruders.
<Kahlan> Brask: Do you have to be so logical?
<Brask_Key`far> Kahlan: Was I? I'm sorry. I'll try not to be.
<Kahlan> ::smiles:: Brask: It's just that sometimes logic can be depressing.
<Girl> ::stops behind everyone else, except Ian, then turns to him:: Ian: Care to explain what you meant a moment ago?
<Brask_Key`far> :: looks confused at Kahlan for a moment then nods, turning back to the doors::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::grins at her ability to speak more than a few words now:: Girl: You were kidnapped by slavers, as you know, right?
<Girl> Ian: Right. and?
<Ian_Hawkins> Girl: And your father has been trying to find you ever since. He has come to us to find you and bring you back.
<Devaronian Female> All: OK, once more. Do we go through these doors? ::shrugs::
<Kahlan> DF: Why not? We've gone through all the other ones, and we seem to have little choice.
<Brask_Key`far> :: moves to the control panel, carefully looking for an alarm system::
<Girl> ::frowns:: Ian: My father is dead. How could he be trying to find me. ::angry at the thought of someone saying such a thing::
<Kahlan> ::hears Jennell and spins around in surprise:: Ian: Then who hired us? This is not good.
<Devaronian Female> ::looks at Brask:: Brask: You want to go first this time?
<Naal_Doon> ::looks to Kahlen:: Kahlen: They could have just told her that to keep her from running away...
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahlan: Mr. Dradman did. That's who.
<Brask_Key`far> DF: If you like. :: finds two alarms and bypasses them both before closing the panel and pushing the door control::
<Ian_Hawkins> Kahaln: You want to interrogate her, be my guest. ::walks passed them and towards the door::
<Kahlan> Ian: What was that about? Maybe I just want to know who is lying to who before we dig ourselves in deeper.

ACTION:: The doors open to a darkened room. The room is large from the feeling it gives off. No sounds can be heard inside.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::ignores Kahlan's questions and looks at the now open doors::
<Brask_Key`far> :: steps into the darkness, trying to adjust his vision to it::
<Girl> Kahlan: What's going on here?
<Devaronian Female> ::follows Brask with her weapon ready::
<Kahlan> Jennell: We were hired to get you out of here. I want to know what's going on is all. When did your father die?
<Naal_Doon> ::follows her instinct and shifts into a Trianii again, so she can see better in the dark::
<Naal_Doon> ::waits for her eyes to adjust and looks around::
<Girl> Kahlan: My father died when I was only fifteen. Why am I down here?
<Naal_Doon> ::looks at the girl:: Jennell: Where is here? Do you know?
<Kahlan> Jennell: Well, someone has apparently lied to us, but for now we haven't the time to go into it. You're down here because we're all getting out of this place.

ACTION:: Everyone except Kahlan and Jennell are in the large room now. The room is still dark, but those who have the ability to see can only see bare walls and several doors opposite the doors they came in::

<Naal_Doon> ::growls lowly:: All: More doors...
<Kahlan> ::sighs and walks into the room with the others:: Self: I feel like a rat in a maze.
<Devaronian Female> ::stops in the center of the room, looking around, but can't see anything:: All: What now?
<Girl> ::hesitates a moment, then follows Kahlan inside::
<Naal_Doon> DF: There are several more doors here... care to pick one?

ACTION:: As soon as the last person is inside, the doors close rapidly and the lights of the room come on, flooding the room with bright light::

<Naal_Doon> ::winces in mild pain as the light is too quick for her eyes::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks around, shielding his eyes until they adjust::
<Kahlan> ::squints her eyes:: All: I can't help but feeling that something is really wrong. Anyone at the system controls could be tracking us simply by watching the lights turn on as we move.
<Kahlan> All: And Jennell's father died when she was fifteen. We have been hired by a dead man.
<Brask_Key`far> :: moves to one of the door panels and opens it, checking for the controls to the lights::
<Devaronian Female> ::motions to her armed friends:: All: Drop your weapons!
<Speaker> All: Welcome! I've been wondering how long it would take you to get here. ::laughs::

%$%$% END EPISODE SIX %$%$%

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