Natunda
30 Nelona
12731
a.k.a.
1008:05:30 RR
Today's original Tactical Outline:
1) Cut off all communications.
V: Check!
Someone did that for us!
2) Sneak into Chausid.
V: Check!
More or less!
At least, until we got into THIS combat.
3) Find the Lead Problem.
V: Check!
So'Zen Al Saba did that.
4) Capture the Lead Problem.
V: Check!
So'Zen Al Saba took him drinking.
I'm doing the
VN Ysadora,
Girl Distraction
routine. I yell an invitation to the target at the south end of this lane and then put my back to the business wall on the east side, so I'm less likely to be attacked from behind.
I step out to the center of the north-south lane.
I face toward the one southward as I rotate to put my back to the building on the east.
Vanya to Saber Carapace, in exactly the tone of yelling "Hey Asshole!" at the start of a ballroom blitz:
"I sense some DARKNESS in you!"
— and then I light up sabers
Vanya, continuing the tone of yelling: "Not a LOT of darkness, mind. Milk tea, the kind you make for sick people and Corellians."
Vanya: "And I've had scones with a Vorharkonnen, so believe me, I know what dark looks like!"
I had the attention of both Carapace-wearing Killians for a moment, anyway.
And now we can confirm "Force Lightning".
Also, I need to make amends to
Cap'n Kolene for denigrating her culture of origin.
Possibly via bauhin flower candle for her bunk aboard the Night Sparrow? I wonder if I can find that, or anything exported from Corellia that isn't a vehicle or food, anywhere on this dirtball.
We have got to figure out a way we can include some of those tactics in Practice Hour At The Dojo!
The current set-up would be difficult. We don't have that kind of room.
I wonder if the Roughnecks have a membership at a splatterball court? Especially if there's a chain through the Tapani Sector, we could try out some real shenanigans there.
Next problems on our list: There' are a pair of Sithy things in town, or part of it anyway, known as the "Tenebrex Codex". Or maybe the "Ten O'Clock Codex". I am not entirely sure because the nearby street combat noises interfered when I was listening to Reese's message on the topic.
TEN oh Cron COH decks.—
Hicks,
speaking slowly and distinctly,
about to have to also spell it for me
Importantly, Reese and Vance are both excited about it in the Not Happy sense. Or maybe about something related. Anyway, something something there's an AT-ST being refitted somewhere to the east with Carapace Armor tidbits; plus further, the missing Fremen Troops we wanted to rescue were being marched in that general direction for involuntary pilot status.
While I'm waiting for this quickcrete to finish drying around the two synthetic kyber crystals in this busted pot, I suspect Hicks and I are going to have to split up. He can go scout some repair shop to the east, looking for advance intel on the literal Big Problem, while I--
…
while I go support Cap'n Kolene, and dash off some emails to subject matter experts, and in general find out what I missed while I was having two fights.
To: Lord E. Vondromas
From: vy_pi
Subj: virus-ridden antique computers
There are allegedly 2.
They are trying to absorb and/or dismantle all complex systems around.
At least one is actively projecting its gatekeeper.
Do I, what, hit 'em with a hammer?
To: vy_pi
From: Lord E. Vondromas
Subj: RE: virus-ridden antique computers
Vanya, that isn't a normal Sith holocron. Sith don't allow their holocrons to do that... but... has anyone mentioned a 'scroll' ... or 'pages' of something?
To: Lord E. Vondromas
From: vy_pi
Subj: Re: RE: virus-ridden antique computers
Some sorta "codex"
To: vy_pi
From: Lord E. Vondromas
Subj: re: re: RE: virus-ridden antique computers
Sithspawn...
Vanya. If it is a 'codex' then that could be the Tenocron Codex. It isn't supposed to exist. Sith legends state it is a 'book' made of ancient flimsies that are considered the most powerful Sith 'holocron' to have ever been made.
Vanya.. the legends state it 'wills' owners to transport it to where the book wants to go... and its 'Gatekeeper'? May be a Force Wraith.
Whoops, he's showing signs of a tizzy. Got to reassure him back toward "tell me the calm method of deactivating or disabling it"!
To: Lord E. Vondromas
From: vy_pi
Subj: re: re: RE: virus-ridden antique computers
It'll be fine.
We have cans of baked beans.
I'm sure we can find more in this city even if Bishop is fresh out. That reminds me: still need to ask the Consular Kid why does his astromech carry around a can of baked beans?
Captain Kolene probably can rattle off some ideal places in this town to go rummage!
…
Update: Captain Kolene is done with absolutely everybody's issues. She's declaring the Wet Wookiee Inn off limits to everybody while she, uh, establishes a strong personal alliance with a local business contact.
That was defiitely the "Leave Me Out Of Your Issues, Or Else" tone.
To: vy_pi
From: Lord E. Vondromas
Subj: re: re: re: RE: virus-ridden antique computers
Word of caution. If the legends about that thing have any truth ... it absorbs memories from other holocrons at will. Draining them dry. Supposedly anyone who touches it, even Jedi Masters, have been said to be consumed by power to the point they can fall to the dark Side.
This is not the hologram-presenting body language of a man who's feeling Reassured and Hopeful.
Everyone's a doomsayer this week.
To: Lord E. Vondromas
From: vy_pi
Subj: re: re: re: re: RE: virus-ridden antique computers
I didn't say I was gonna touch it, I said I was gonna dump an expired can of baked beans all over it and gum it up. It's hard to be Goth and Terrifying when you have oversugared bean gelatin filling in all the cracks in your molecular structure.
Maybe I ought not get sharp on disrupting the Complicated Doomwail he's extemporizing here, but.
C'mon!
Wallowing in unresolvable misery is stupid. And self-limiting. And pretty much the opposite of "Enlightenment 201".
To: vy_pi
From: Lord E. Vondromas
Subj: re: re: re: RE: virus-ridden antique computers
Not that simple. The book 'spawns' itself using copies. You'll need a lot of beans... or the original and a very hot plasma forge.
It ... may be time to give up on my Sith Expert du Jour. I think instead I will lean heavily on my favorite mathematician.
To: vy_pi
From: Lord E. Vondromas
Subj: re: re: re: RE: virus-ridden antique computers
No one has been able to destroy the Tenocron Codex. The few that have tried were consumed by he thing. But ... in a former life I had a theory on how. You don't destroy the book from the outside. You poison it. It devours knowledge... feed it a virus. Sadly you have to do it page by page... in theory.
New rule: If I have to ask Lord Vondromas for input on "where's the offswitch", I need to plan to redirect him sharply when he falls into the old Sith habit of woe-is-everybody. No, he cannot have even a little woe. Certainly not as a treat! Not until he learns to think more along the lines of, "Hunh. A problem. What am I going to do about it?"
Additional rule: Don't ask the nice barely-in-his-twenties guy to check whether I'm being a Pollyanna. I won't be convinced of his analysis regardless. Ask someone more seasoned.
(O'course, that means I need to get some time on the daily planner for a seasoned friendly acquaintance.)
(In our respective hypothetical spare time slots.)
(Which this planet seems determined to deny us.)