Star Wars: Ministries Furnace

[Matsu Ike]

[member="Samantha Roberts"] [member="Audren Sykes"] [member="Jonathon Patches"] [member="Peyton Steele"] [member="Chevu Visz"]

Matsu could hear them and she was moving, her attention on a few things as she crouched low letting one hand touch the grating before she was checking the one she had knocked out. His pulse was strong enough but she made sure he was restrained as the one leading them was preparing for them to move forward and onto new areas. She wasn't certain what there was down here but it would be more then enough clearing out the belt and weapons he had. Then she was securing him against the wall while sliding a card out while she moved to rejoin the team and continue forward straightening her hair and robes. "This has been an interesting time so far."

 

[Audren Sykes]

After some time, the fighting simply stopped. The pirates stopped coming in. Once the noise had lessened a bit, he heard the final crackles from his comlink and realized he'd been missing some sort of communications. Hopefully those hadn't been 'stop, they're surrendering', because he had no intention of being the idiot who killed those who'd surrendered to his side. He'd need to fix that somehow. As it turned out, the pirates had stopped attacking because they couldn't get in, someone - or several someones - had manipulated the terminals present to close the doors. It certainly hadn't been the Padawan, he wouldn't have the first clue how to hack a terminal.

In the relative quiet, no longer consumed by combat going on all around him, Audren started to feel the minor injuries he'd sustained. Whatever he might think during the fight, he was nowhere near invincible. He had burns from near-misses and from molten debris kicked up by misses and bruises from the grating - it wasn't a soft floor they worked with here. He thought he smelled singed hair too, one of the downsides of having longer hair.

Restock and catch his breath. Yea, that was a good idea, especially since he'd dropped his blaster. Miraculously, it hadn't skittered off into the water in all the fighting and he was able to reclaim it. It would do no good for him empty, and so began the grisly process of finding other guns with the same types of power source. He nabbed a few as well as an elastic wristband designed to hold them. Another problem he'd need to examine and overcome in a long-term capacity.


[member="Samantha Roberts"] | [member="Peyton Steele"] | [member="Matsu Ike"] | [member="Chevu Visz"] | [member="Jonathon Patches"]