Mission 4: The FarStar, Spit and Polish

The Gunnery crew looks to Krudar for orders. ANy he sends will follow you to the labs. I would suggest Sarkin she would be great, or wake up Kiirriss?
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Vandal steps off the twisting walkway and launches herself into hyperspace. She expects the zero-G experience of floating and instead receives a quick acceleration like being in the cockpit as your fighter is launched. She is coming at the mote of science lab far faster than expected and must tuck and roll. The landing is like a HALO drop from the academy training but she lands sideways on the sideways lab floor.

She also notes that the lab looks larger than it should. As she stands her head is barely reaches the seat of a nearby chair. She looks from chair, to desk, to lab table, to the labs containment cages which are all as large as her and opened. The small womprat that was running down the twisted path earlier is now at the end of the path sniffing the air in the mote about 40m from Vandal. At this size he is now about a 2m long womprat.

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Lodor arrives to find alarms going off in the bridge. He finds the source of the alarm is the trandosain security officer has opened the emergency EVA locker as is pulling on a vacc suit. Lodor also see the open door and the hyperspace beyond. Looking out he sees Vandal standing sideways on a part of the science lab. She looks unusually small from his perspective. He notes that on the backside of her mote walking along the backside are 6 white womp rats.

A bridge officer who looks to be a formal imperial is yelling at the Trando as he is hissing back.

Vandal squats down then notes next to the table is a large box of food pellets(triumph). She holds one pellet in her two hands and continues to call to the womprat.

The rat sniffs and then waddles close and begins chewing on the pellet. She turns noticing a half dozen womprats of unusual size are closing in. They each takes a pellet from her and soon she has 7 not so dwarfish rats surrounding her.

Krudar gives the order for them to proceed with Lodor and wake up Sarkin. Krudar tries to make sense of what is happening taking into account all he has learned of space. (any type of roll? if not then the will proceed)

A regular mistress of the wilds, Vandal made a low whistle and scratched the chin of the first to eat from her hands in an uncharacteristically gentle fashion."Good boy. Good boy." She cooed, popping her helmet's seals so the rats would recognize her scent in the future. She would let them familiarize themselves with her scent as she continued to hand out the pellets. She half expected a cake labelled Eat Me under the pellets, snorting in amusement while she continued to feed her new mischief of rats and pet them. She was the exact opposite of what was expected of a Stormtrooper. Resourceful and with force of personality. She resealed and scratched the chin of her new favorite. "Good Bondie, beautiful Bondie. my Bondie."

Since it's twisting around, Lodor retracts the grapple back to his body. He crouches down and speaks softly to avoid scaring off the womprats. "You're...Vandal, right? I'm Lodor Kintor. It looks like you get to be part of the worst ship orientation given ever since new recruits showed up on the Death Star. Hopefully this one's at least better than that..."

He turn to comm the bridge "Bridge, whatever's going on in science lab is definitely the source of all of our problems. This place is so spaced, I'm half expecting a vegetarian rancor to show up and recite Gammorean poetry to me. I've got no sign of the science team yet, but that could be due to the...unusual effects of the area. Lodor out."

Lodor will then try to look from path to path and mote to mote in the hopes of catching any sign of the science team or any apparent origin of these effects.

Mechanics: Perception Check. I'll roll a simple, and if difficulty dice are needed you can roll and add them on. 1P1A. Result 2 successes 1 advantage.

"At ease. Trust me, this is easier to cope with than the culture shock when I was... invited... into the Republic military." she replied in a modulated deadpan that made her sound like a man. "Try listening to 'rousing' speeches from senate dropouts who slur worse than Hutts and reek so strongly of alcohol that you fear you'd ignite if you so much as turned on a commbead. This? Infinitely preferable."

She started to move to the pellet storage. "Could you boys do me a favor and get me, Bondie and the rest of the mischief to a spot that's less... wrong? Oh, and the food. Time might be wrong here too.
She looked up with a tilt of her head. "You can't tell, but I'm fluttering my eyelashes. Honest." she paused, looking to the cages. "We should move those too, shouldn't we?" By 'we' she clearly meant 'them' since she was currently fun-size. "Think we have a dollhouse I can crash in if this is permanent?"

Lodor sees the rock creature is made up of dolomite, feldspar, granite, quartz, Basalt, Limestone, and a few darkstryder crystals. As the rock creature tosses the stool Bifzik crawls under a desk and away from the creature.

Edly "Potshock" looks at Vandal with his head tilted sideways. A broad smile covers his round face. "I've gots to say it."

Jintonne who looks like a princess but fires the big guns in gunnery points at him,"Don't."

"I have to."

"No."

Edly kneels before the half sized Vandal,"Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?" He breaks into loud laughter and slowly gets back up on his old knees.

The Rock Creature stops swinging at Bifzit and looks to your mote. The little white womp rats scurry to the other side of the mote except for blonde who keeps eating and nuzzles Vandal's hand.

"Your impossible!" Jittonne states.