A snowball hits Korath in the face. "Ah sorry auld yin, was aimin for the wee man"

The Duros actually put some effort behind this door security. Not much. But some. It actually to Dashtha some thought to bypass the magnalock to pop open the door to the dismal streets of the moon city. First things first, she had to figure out where she was. Must be a terminal round here somewhere.

"They dont fall into my specialty category" She gives the Gand a coy smile. "Perhaps this is a key?" She pats the barrel of her rifle.

"Remind me Reesh. This Force user doesn't need to be brought in alive does it?" Arissa grins to herself as she loads rounds into her 38.

Did my stealth check right under when you asked.

"Aye... Aye.... Let's just......" A series of snowballs were thrown at the boy.

Stealth: 2eA+2eD 1 success, 2 advantage

5 conflict.

Unacceptable. Simply unacceptable. A new employer was necessary since this one lacked foresight. Thankfully Dashtha was always prepared and the security system to this building had a few backdoors added since she became a resident. A few clicks later all the doors would open to a keycard she held and require new random passwords from before. With that she sorted her few belongings, took the hard drive out her now deactivated assistant droid and made her way down the nearest stairway.

Computers: 2eP+1eA+2eD 3 successes, 1 advantage Would that all together allow me to do something to make my escape easier? Like set off an alarm at the opposite side of the building or something?

@Rabobankrider I'd like to try a mechanics/ computers check to break out the lab quietly as possible.

Theres no need to jump down his throat Tramp, but saying that you can't use a power you dont have @Stormbourne. And even if you had protect the base power only stops energy based damage. I dont think a dirty snowball counts as an energy weapon.

@Stormbourne I dont see a power on your sheet that would have that kind of effect? Sense would lt you dodge.

"I ....... Acquired......... Information from a loose lipped smuggler that the so called Resistance has been offering safe passage for 'gifted' individuals on a little planet named Gorse. I think we're both aware what this implies, aren't we Findsman?"

It hits Xanthe and falls to the ground. "Aye, like that is it?" Xanth squats down and collects a wad of snow and frozen dirt and pelts it at the boy.

Underworld: 3eA+2eD 1 success, 2 threat

"Bit o' that meat wud be nice."

"I have my ways. But I believe a Findsman also has his. So I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Another dazzling smile was shot at the Gand.

I want to do a Outter Rim knowledge check on this new Duros guy. Specifically his enemies, and how to contact them.

"This is a waste of time......" Oola mutters under her breath and follows K1.

"I'm no wee yin. Just you seem better company than that fluffy git."

"Fair do's, wee yin." She shrugs and sits down on some nearby structure, elbow on a knee and palm to her chin. "So. Whey're thame auld tossers yer whey? Seem boring".

"A bit o' that meat thingie"

"Gee ez a bit" Xanthe holds out her hand.

Xanth had saw the small lad taking stuff. She'd seen the kind often in the orphanage. And they were much more fun to be around than these old gasbags. She headed outside and followed the small foot steps till there he was munching on his ill gotten gains. "Oi, you. Five finger discount eh? Lible tae get a beatin' for that."