Saving a city can be so complicated sometimes.
From my hiding place, I hacked into the civic center's fire suppression system to see if it could be commanded room by room to target individuals among the pirates or whether it could only douse the entire first floor. To my surprise, I found it had already connected to a vast number of maintenance/repair spider droids, intending to send them to the unknown biological material that had destroyed the jamming box on the communications antenna. (Apparently, it did not have overcooked beans in its database.) My query interrupted its command and all the little droids took their fire suppression devices down to the first floor to see where they could go to work.
Thankfully, Spook had logged into the system as well, and she redirected them back to the rooftop before they crawled over all friends and foes on the first floor.
I looked around, and saw Bishop, the brave little droid, had been damaged and was moving out of sight for safety. I announced to the repair droids that there was a droid needing their repairs and comfort. They all accommodated my request. Wasn't that nice of them?
So'Zen encountered some sort of bounty hunter who had taken offense at the Wookie bartender and was willing to calmly discuss how much he wanted to murder the Wookie with the Jedi, So'Zen, who calmly debated that he should not do so. "Saber Carapace Armor" was mentioned in the conversation.
Next, I used an old protocol from our Mentat graduating class, asking at the nearby Cafe about Saber Carapace Armor. Rocky, the Mentat at the Cafe, (whose presence was mentioned by the leader of the Killian Pirate clan who mistakenly thought I was him). Rocky and I had a friendly conversation, (which I shared with my compatriots via our private comm channels) resulting in the plan for me to take out the jamming devices while his more combat oriented companion would deal with the pirates currently walking past their cafe.
I ran past Jedi Vanya, who was making quick work of the remainder of the pirates and their violent tendencies, and took the turbolift up to the communications closet on the third floor. There I fiddled with the systems, trying to disable the other two signal jammers, doing little more than discovering their locations. Bishop was kind enough to direct the repair droids to the one close to the center of town while I concentrated my efforts on the one to the east side. It was Spook who managed to get through the three-layer encryption to disable the central jammer.
I caught a bit of comm traffic from the third remaining one. The pirates were using the jammer as also a carrier wave for their own communications. The pirates were talking about using the troopers as "fitting dummies" for another suit of that Saber Carapace armor prototype of sorts they had made based on scans from something called the "Tenocron Codex".
Then Vanya, probably after finishing off the pirates, told us, "GUYS we have a PROBLEM! Check Killian bracers for liquid 'roid injectors!" Heavens above, of course they were using anything rather than practicing their skills up to a professional level.
The pirates online spoke of, "scans from the old man" which were developed into the "power armor designs", and "Any word from the ruins?", answered with, "not a word, but the war dog should have been made by now", which would allow them to completely wipe out the Void Wolves, their competitors in all things piratey.