The bond between captives

[Slate Estrada]

"After we get our weapons back, we won't need your magic to get us out of here." Slate said, referring to fact that [member="Gherron Vael"] was obviously a force user who was keen on getting his powers back. However, the other were also right. It would give the group an advantage over the Vagaari if they knew the layout of the ship's interior and where they were heading. Instead of his original plan, Slate decided that Chiasa's plan made more sense.

"Alright, let's find this terminal." The soldier would say before moving towards the door of the prison block.

[member="Gherron Vael"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Judas Zambrano"]

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

"The room our friends came out of is empty now."

The Twi'lek commented, with a glance at the bodies on the floor.

"Not certain if it had a terminal or not, I wasn't looking for one at the time."

She shrugged. It seemed likely to here that there would be a basic terminal if it was where the prison guards spent their time. It might be an awfully basic one though, so it might not have access to everything, or perhaps it would be a design [member="Gherron Vael"] was unfamiliar with. It was also completely possible considering the hodge podge nature of the ship that there was no terminal. There might be a clean shirt though. Normally she'd just take one off the corpses, but she had the idea that wearing a shirt with blood on it near [member="Judas Zambrano"] might not be a good idea at the moment.

"Lead on."

She said, following a few paces behind [member="Slate Estrada"] as he moved off.

 

[Judas Zambrano]

Judas walked over to the corpses of the Vagaari he had fed off of kicking their bodies. He was almost sure that they barely held enough blood to satisfy his urges. But he had three fresh meals surrounding him right now. Eyeing each person one by one like a predator would its prey he sized them up, and figured that the soldier would pose the biggest challenge. Shaking his head he simply stood back letting everyone else go before him and taking the rear. He would be useless at the rear end of them unless they got attacked from behind.

Judas saw the blood on the twi'leks shirt teasing him. Calling him closer like a lady of the night. The blood wanted to cure him. His hand had even began to reach for the women before Judas grabbed his arm with his other hand and slowed down letting a distance grow between him and everyone else so he wouldn't harm them.

[member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Gherron Vael"] [member="Slate Estrada"]

 

[Gherron Dragovalor]

Spoiler

Sorry! I never got the notification!

As Gherron began to follow the soldier, he was constantly on the lookout for anything he could use to tip the odds in his group's favor. So far, he wasn't of much use, and maybe that was his own fault. Had he not put so much stock in the force, maybe he would've tried to get training in other areas, as well. After all, force users weren't invincible. Everybody knew that. Shaking his head softly, he simply prodded along with the others, wondering at just how odd a team he was in. A Jedi, a soldier, a vampire, and a twi'lek. They all had useful skills. Perhaps this was Gherron's moment to prove to himself that he was much more than a blade. "Maybe it's my magic that'll help us out. You never know." And he wasn't referring to his use of the force, either.



[member="Judas Zambrano"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Slate Estrada"]

 

[Slate Estrada]

[member="Gherron Vael"][member="Judas Zambrano"][member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]

OOC Note: If you guys want to post without me for now, go ahead. I'm caught up in some RL stuff, should be good for tomorrow though.

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

The small group managed to reach the room the guards had been lured out of without incident, which may or may not have been a good thing considering [member="Judas Zambrano"]'s current state. A little opposition would probably have been for the best. A quick glance around would show the room was distressingly terminal free. Instead it had an intercom set into the wall near the doorway. Beyond that it had a small fresher, seating, a table and a wall of lockers.

Being an opportunistic little beast, the Twi'lek headed straight for the lockers. Locked, locked, bingo! She could likely jimmy the first few open given some time, but she wanted to see what was free and easy first. Besides, they were just lockers and she was in a group of men. Surely one of them could muscle them open more quickly.

A quick inventory, dirty bowl on top, gross. Spare change of clothes, score! A comm-unit, it was like her birthday! Going to turn it on, the Twi'lek scowled when it emitted a little fzzt noise and a small spark.

"Not sure if that will prove useful to you."

She tossed it to [member="Gherron Vael"], and grabbed the loose white linen-like shirt within, before moving over to the table, where a small knife was imbedded in the table top next to a half eaten piece of fruit. She'd interuppted someones snack, how sad. Pulling it free, she turned away from the three men, in case they were concerned about this sort of thing.

"Incoming partial nudity."

She'd be damned if she was wearing the blood stained top half of her jump suit for a moment longer than necessary. The tall one could eat one of the other two if he got hungry, thank you all the same. A few quick movement had her peeled out of the top of the suit, roughly hack it off with the small knife, put the belt back where it belonged keeping the bottom half up, and pulling the shirt on. Someone may have gotten an eyeful, she didn't much care. She had bigger concerns at the moment.

[member="Slate Estrada"]