Mission 6a: Gorak's Team

They have foodstuff (Frozen and Dry) going to NCO/Slave Galley and the Officer Galley. The Officer Galley will be enough crates for 3 people Frozen (4 if a little guy or 2 want to get real cozy in one) and 1 Dry goods only. The NCO/Slave has 10 boxes going to frozen and 10 to dry goods. So do you hide in the frozen veggies or the Ramen noodles?

OOC: Tuning back in today...occupied with real life stuff yesterday. Do you still want Thirteen to infiltrate the watch tower and defeat the door? Or, do you want him to ride in the food crate?

"The problem is if we try to use the droid to get into the watchtower, and fail to surprise the occupants, or they get a warning out, the whole mission would kick the rancor. Not worth it. We might need the droid to maybe slice the system and find out where the nobles are"

"I don't want to risk being frozen, someone should volunteer... Lodor and Shasha you are the volunteers" Both of them scowl at Gorak "join some of the Shador men into the fozen food crates. the rest can get in the dry good crates"

Lodor checks the frozen crates to see if any of them have some sort of fish, and will climb into whatever one does. He figures that, if he has to freeze, he can at least feel like he's in his natural habitat.

Raso puts on the officer uniform and slicks his hair straight back. His bearing become straight and his head tilt shows the proper look of disdain. Then he sees you looking at him and smiles and the appearance is gone for a moment.

Scoryn has no problem with the armor and being a trooper. In fact she makes a real scary trooper how she makes a threatning face with a mask is a mystery, but it works for her.

PD-13 collapses down and is placed in Lodor's backpack.

Lodor climbs into a seafood cart. Sasha finds a cart of frozen desserts. Boom tries to crawl in with and Gorak reminds him he is with him.

Gorak dumps a bunch of boxes of breakfast cereal out and climbs in. Kl'aal dumps a number of Nemodian noodle packs. Fang removes boxes of some type of beans. Boom opens the crate with help of the Shadormen. The crate is full of fruity oaty bars and he munches one as he helps them remove the boxes and crawls in with one more in each hand.

The lift lowers and the large loading airlock door opens. The first thing you notice is the overwhelming noise coming from the ore unloading in the ore tube. The Shadormen begin carting the crates out as Raso walks confidently to the watchtower security room.

Scoryn pops one of the Shadormen in the back who is moving a little to slow them hits the low zap on his collar when he looks back at her. The Trooper watching is putting a thumbs up in her direction that she replies with a raising of her weapon in a mock salute.

Raso walks the stairs to the security office and see a Captain looking over the screens. As the Captain turns he locks up into a salute and prepares to hand him the datapad.
The Captain turns and salutes back but does not call at ease. He walks around the stiff Raso.
Raso readies to jump into action as he sees the officer reach into his uniform pocket.
The officer removes a small ruler and a electroshaver. "Lieutenant, I'm not sure what the General is allowing on Kolatill but we have standards on this station." Raso feels the ruler placed on his neck next to his hair. The razor vibrated across the back of his neck and Raso resisted cringing. "Now Lieutenant your logs."
Raso hides his mixed saddness and relief as he hands the datapad over.
The Captain docks the pad and logs in the good with out incident. His time spent creating a regulation collar allowed the crates to pass the docks and down the hallways before he began regulation random scanning of crates.

Lodor, Sasha, and PD-13 (currently collapsed) climb out of the crates in a 20 by 30m walk in freezer lit by one dim light. They find no one in the area and slide in the shadows toward the doorway. During the prep for the mission is even quieter than the norm. She doesn't seem as focused on the mission as is her norm. You crack the doorway and look out to see a hallway that is long but has an intersection just 5m away. You don't see anyone in the hallway.

Gorak, Boom, and Kl'aal are dropped and just begin to open their crates a crack to look out. They see a servant droid is standing beside Fang's crate lifting the top. In his other hand is a scoop. Scanning the storeroom quickly he seems to be the only being in the room. Fang's crate top flips up and the droid looks in surprise as Fang looks up at the droid.
"Oh My," the droid states.

"Oh my! I knew it was just a matter of time. I am CH ER EO galley quartermaster and assistant chef." He bends and begins automatically lifting and organizing the dropped cereal boxes onto a nearby shelf. "I knew that bought of aqualish intestinal worms among the processors (slaves) would bring a surprise inspection. I will do what ever I can to assist you sir and assure you we have the highest standards. Regrettably myself and C0 RN F1K are the only assigned to the processor galley duty. It greatly reduces our ability to create the proper quality of cuisine. I was to be logging and organizing stock. The freezer units are starboard of our position on the other side of the galley and the checkpoint restricting processors from travelling into NCO or Officer zones. There will be droid units at the checkpoint, C0 RN F1K will be in the galley, and processors an their guards will come to the mess halls in groups of 10 starting in 72 minutes." He head tilts a little sideways. "Sir, I do mean to pry but I do not have a record of a Rodian inspector in my database or for that matter a Cathian. Would you submit some form of identification before we continue the inspection?"

"Pash found the Krayt Fang." She looks at the wall,"It's in bad shape but he has vowed to fix it. He wants the crew to come back when this is over. He assumes we are coming back, and truth told it was our whole reason to join the crew." She looks back at Lodor,"I just don't know. I feel like we are doing good things here. We could be saving an entire planet from the Empire. I'm not ready to be a mercenary again."