When Jubjub reaches the first tractor beam emplacement he tries to remember what X2 showed him about arming the boom boom egg and then has no idea where to place them?! Nervous about placing the boom boom eggs he uses his communicator to call Zach and Jett as they might know where the boom boom eggs need to be placed.

"Jett, Zach.. Jubjub den know enenah boom boom egg ta placed? Meechoo see panels and flashing lights cog thingies. Enenah do Meechoo put this?"

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OOC: very unsure where to put the det he places 3 in various nooks and crannies under boards etc. setting their timers as quickly as possible to the maximum.

09:52, Today: Jubjub rolled 5 using 1 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}5.  technical demolitions.

Jubjub remembers how to set the timer to the maximum 2 minutes and he has taken a decent guess as to the best place to plant the thermal detonator but he now awaits Jett's and Zach's input. Bannaxx and X2 are faced with dealing with the commander of the night shift.

Zach says he’s not sure, but thinks the explosives should be powerful enough to get the job done even if they aren’t ideally placed.  But he tries to find Jett for a more definitive answer.

He tries not to let on that his avian self is offended by the use of the term ‘egg.’
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X2 awaits a good time and place to use the thermal detonator he carries.....

"The Captain wouldn't known what to do," Jett *almost* said aloud.

Instead, she gritted her teeth. Accustomed to being quick-on-the-draw rather than planning ahead, she tried to think on what could bail them out best.

If they were cruel beings, they could use a detonator to blow up the guard station? At least she really wouldn't have to go on that date after all! But these working stiffs were just doing their jobs and didn't deserve such a fate.

Or *maybe* they could use that hover-sled to plant those detonators faster? How fast could that hunk 'o' junk be? And if it *and* the ship needed to be manned, could she trust the flyboy... er, flyBIRD to not leave them in a lurch if *he* somehow got clear while she and the other person needed to coordinate the blast were still stuck on the ground?

mean while at the impound yard...

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can I get a Demolitions roll, if you don't have this a Technical Roll from Jet and Zach please
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21:34, Today: Zachary Cockburn rolled 7 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 5,{Wild}2.  Tech roll.

Ooc: I think I did that right.

In reply to Zachary Cockburn (msg # 206):

OOC: YEP

11:45, Today: Jett rolled 2 using 1 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of {Wild}2.  + 1 Char Point Tech: Demolitions.

17:41, Wed 23 Dec: Jett rolled 4 using 2 dice with the WEG Classic system with rolls of 1,{Wild}3.  Technical (demolitions) check!

OOC: Let's ring this New Year in with a bang AND a boom!

With little other choice Jett and Zach venture out, making their way across the impound yard to 2 remaining Tractor beam turrets. Between Jubs, zach, and Jett the detonator's are soon placed loosing a little of your precious cargo, but this is a price worth paying to get off this sorry rock. Setting the timers for maximum all three of you are soon sprinting your way back to the ship.

X2 you receive across the coms the notification that the detonator's have been placed and the rest of the crew is running back to the ship. With 2 minutes before everything is going to go bang!

Zack immediately starts prepping for take-off.

X2 and Brannexx haven’t responded when the detonators explode in bright Orange flames
THUMP! BOOOOM! THUMP! The sounds of the explosions can be heard across the impound yard. With the tractor beams out of commission you will be able to finally get of this fracking rock.

OOC: Zach is on the ship where is everyone else??

Jubjub has already snuck back on to the ship surprising Zach if he looks to the coms seat to find the ewok there with a smile on his face he says,

"WHAOOOO BOOM!"

As the detonators on the tractor beams emmitter explode, X2's manipulator extends from within his chassis.  In the claw is another thermal detonator that is activated as it is dropped and rolled towards the Imperials.  He immediately begins to roll back out of the office door.
Set for one turn/round detonation.  Hopefully, the walls will be in the way.

In reply to X2-D9 (msg # 213):

In response to the lieutenants query and X2’s thermal det branexx can only shout,
“What toga’ frack!!”
As he turns and runs after the droid trundling towards the exit into the yard

Zachary makes his way to the cockpit and hopes his new companions make it back to the ship in time.

BOOM!
The fire ball engulfs the lower floor of the offices and control tower as Brannexx and X2 head back to the ship Jett soon arrives taking a seat in the co-pilots seat and with the engines fired up the Hard luck launches through the clouds and into space.

Soon you all find your selves in the inky blackness of space. Surrounded by the calm vacuum you all have a decision to make. Where to next. You need to off load the remainder of the cargo with the hop of recouping enough credits to pay for the contraband you almost lost. Who could want to buy it?

While that is being discussed, Zach checks the ship’s systems carefully and begins performing any needed maintenance.

Jett exhaled. Making a mad dash for dear life was nothing new of course, but this was probably the first time she'd fled a life-or-death situation of her own making, a countdown *she* had set into motion with her own two hands.

If the detonator had detonated in her palm? She'd have had nobody to blame but herself.

But by some miracle of kicking tail and taking names, they'd done it. Setting the explosives was doable enough, despite her inexperience with such things and her having to trust the bird-man *not* to try to take off without them if he got back to the Hard Luck first.

Still... things went boom in the end. But the scramble to the ship was a blur. To be honest, it lelt like some kind of auto-pilot taking over. Hell, maybe it was the Force — not that she believed in such things, of course. Either way, all that mattered now was that she'd done it — they'd done it: she and what was left of this crew.

As the glow of the explosion faded into the distance, both physically so and from the mental space she saved for worry, Jett turned to the Avian and pointed a thumb back at the rapidly receding spaceport — soon a receding planet — behind them.

"Dude wasn't my type anyway," Jett said, smiling lopsidedly.

Then she raised two finger-guns. "But I'll tell ya what is."

She swiveled her "aim" over to the cargo hold. "Right now, it's *that* cargo and the credits it'll bring us."

After all, they'd lost a lot for that contraband. Hopefully, they now stood to gain a lot more.

"And I said us, right?" she added, for the Bird-man's benefit. "Because you're interested in signing on with the best crew in... well, on this ship, amirite?"

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“Unless there’s some other crew on this ship I could sign up with.” He tries to duplicate her mammalian hand gesture, with limited success.  “So what’s the cargo?  Golden eggs?”

"We know of new republic base they try ota steal our cargo danthee they buy our cargo?"

Says the little murder bear.

Uncertain what the homicidal furry just said, Zach awaits further elucidation.

 After the Hard Luck, and its crew, and passenger had lifted into the momentary safety of space, He exhaled a mental sigh of relief. He went to the frig and grabbed a Hutt Brewsky and downed most of it.

  Heading back to rejoin the others, Brannexx heard their new...something ask about their cargo.” Don’t worry about what is in the hold. For the time being, just enjoy the ride.” Said as he took another drink of Jabba’s finest.

The astromech rolls onto the bridge after securing the gravsled in its spit in the hold.  Though they know he has no skill at piloting, he rolls into the droid slot and locks himself in.  There, he just sits silently as he plugs in for a recharge.

You continue to fly into the blackness of space with the crew undecided on where to go. Every sip of Hutt Brewsky takes you closer to the center point station and more cooperate goons, or worse, imperial forces.

What do you want to do?