Varshanka

Star Wars Saga Edition: Storm Commando Raid

Stepping sideways Cpl ‘Twitch’ Raenar barely avoided the messy pile of somethings excrement as the others laughed and smacked each others armour. An initiation ritual most likely. See how long it took the new guy to step in the shit.

Looking back at the group he gave them a mocking chuckle as they started laughing at his ‘almost’ misstep. Watching people for hours on end was boring. He wanted a good shoot out. Hell a fist fight would work, if it meant he could shoot someone at the end.

Fiddling with his commlink he kept listening for ny errant chatter about anybody or anything gettig arrested. Hell, maybe a bar brawl would break out in this boring ass end of the universe.

The Breaking of the Seals

Moving into place behind Jasmine he wondered if she knew her name was Arabic in origin. Yasminne.

Alaina paused long enough to wait for Jasmine to finish her prayer, out of respect, then began shoveling the food – Chicken – into her mouth as fast as she could swallow. Thy may throw her out once the voices started again, and she needed to get food.

“I don’t understand any of this. You stopped the voices with magic. And I’m an angel? Or a prophet? Or a Knight?”

The Breaking of the Seals

“Beef Stroganoff, Chicken Ala king, or spaghetti squash with marinara and gluten free rolls for the sensitive stomachs. There’s also cereal if you prefer,” Michael replied as Alaina dashed for the food and filled enough on one plate to kill a mountain.

Granted it was probably the first time in a long while that she’d seen food of this quality and quantity. Yeah a soup kitchen came close to the quantity, but wasn’t near the quality.

He’d seen several celebrity chefs come through, over the years. Granted they hadn’t been celebrities when they’d tried their hand here, and they’d gotten hard tongue lashings for their fucking around and showing off.

Good filling food. Not fancy frue frue shit. Yeah special events they went all out, but daily was good. Different. Tasty. Filling. Not fancy bullshit crap.

“What would you like, I’ll get it and bring it over to you.” Micheal offered.

Star Wars Saga Edition: Storm Commando Raid

Walking around in Trooper armour was a real hamper on any investigations, so he listened to the local troopers and ask them questions. Chit chat style to see if they had any suspects of locations or people that might be sympathizers to the rebellion.

Plus he was listening to the way they responded to see if they were hiding anything and might be sympathetic themselves. “Got any places we can raid?” was his biggest ‘overly eager newbie’ question he asked. “Anybody we can arrest?”

"Vinca Rumen's new shipments of the good stuff at low prices. Is Criminal," the Sergeant replied, "But not arrestable." he finished with a chuckle.

Mostly he was listening to the way they answered, even though he added any answers to his list.

After a conversation with them, and some idle Bullshit chit chat he dialed his commlink into the broadband, he listened to that for a while as well, for any idle chatter from smugglers not realizing they were being listened in on.

Smacking the commlink closed Twitch figured he was out of range, or being jammed from hearing any good newss.

The Breaking of the Seals

tag?

Star Wars Saga Edition: Storm Commando Raid

Unfortunately the holonet has pinged your location as kashyyk... take that as you will.

Does that mean you like hairy women?

Star Wars Saga Edition: Storm Commando Raid

Walking with his temp squad Twitch tapped out a message to his true squad and sent the locations he’d picked out as possible ‘Hangouts’’. There was a few he wasn’t sure about, but caution was for spies, not Commandos.

But he wasn’t stupid either and shit went sideways more often than not. That’s why he was sending what he had to the others. Just in case he ran afoul of rebel scum.

“The Cantankerous Tuskin”, “Slender Hutt”, and ”The Twerkin Twilek” were all good and likely locations, especially from what he’d been hearing and seeing. But he wasn’t positive about them so he’d leave that to other more qualified individual’s.

Hogwarts: The New Professors

Brew and boil.
Toil and trouble

Star Wars Saga Edition: Storm Commando Raid

Heard, and I like to write more than roll anyways.

Star Wars Saga Edition: Storm Commando Raid

At least they’d had enough warning that he could clean the basic armour they'd been saddled with before dropping to the planet below. And he had his own basic blacks, other wise it was going to be hell. Then he made sure his E-11 was in perfect order and cleaned (Again)

Once he was boots on the ground he patrolled with another group, never go it alone was a healthy motto to have. And play stupid. As far as these troopers were concerned he was straight out of boot camp and lost.

So they took him under wing and pointed out the seedier parts of town. And in the process he kept his ears and com-link open, He’d have preered his own gear, or at least non-Trooper gear to blend in with. But he wasn’t writing the orders, he was just obeying.

Every chance he got he’d stop and mark potential ‘hangouts’ for rebellion or smuggler types, on his geo-slate. Kept him from getting lost as well.

Dice Roll

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Roll: 1d20+9
Total: 25
Breakdown:

DiceRoll[1d20] → 16
Constant (Pereption) [+9] → 9