Star Wars: Silent Destiny

Session 26

In Which We Split the Party

GM:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…

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STAR WARS

Silent Destiny

Episode III
THE EYE OF OBLIVION

Having smashed Black Sun’s spy network, the crew of Silent Destiny have returned to work, delivering a bacta shipment to a medical facility on the Colonies world of Dexus-12.

When a massive explosion destroys that facility, the crew is detained by Imperial Lieutenant Jagen Straden, but he releases them when the JUSTICE ACTION NETWORK claims responsibility for the attack.

On their way back to Silent Destiny, Kes-Varn realizes that she has an urgent message from her brother-in-law, Balin Nerr…

SESSION 26
“Kes, it’s Balin. Balin Nerr. I could really use your help.”

GM:
“My ship got waylaid by pirates – Zann Consortium put ‘em up to it, I’m sure. I’m limping back to Iridonia now, but I’m hoping you can keep them from selling my cargo to that twerp Dagos Tull. Call me when you can.” *click

Kes-Varn:
Kes stares blankly at her comm unit for a long moment. “So. I should call back, huh.”

Kaylani:
“That is usually what people do who are, you know, people. You’re usually good at being people, Captain.”

Caster:
“Depends on how much begging is in that message. Don’t call back with at least three ‘pleases’.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes gives Caster a slow look, and promptly rolls her eyes and ignores him.

Kaylani:
“See! He’s illustrating the not-people logic so well for you, Captain. Don’t be a not-people.”

Kes-Varn:
“He’s family, and he clearly needs help.” She squares her shoulders, as if convincing herself. “Maybe the other stuff won’t come up.”

GM:
Bella: “Other stuff?”

Kaylani:
swallows a coughsounds kind of like she’s strangling*

Kes-Varn:
Kes frowns at Bella. “I— family’s always complicated.” She shoots a look at Caster. “Isn’t it?”

GM:
Bella: “Enough said.”

Caster:
“Is it?”

Kes-Varn:
“Never mind.” She adds, mumbling, “I forgot not all of us grew up spoiled.”

Caster:
“What you call ‘spoiled’, a large portion of the galaxy with overfull cred sticks calls ‘taste and class’”.

Kes-Varn:
“Nope. Only the spoiled people call themselves that.” She unseats herself from the speeder.

GM:
Zeva clambors out: “Dibs on the fresher.”

Caster:
“That’s my point, captain. Spoiled brats have money. Knowing how they work, and how they talk, is an asset.” he grins

Kes-Varn:
She’s already half forgotten about the conversation and just nods, making her way down the hall to the comm terminal. “Sure.”

GM:
Bella exits the speeder and walks around the back of the speeder, where she opens the tailgate and eases J16 down to the ground.
The loading ramp closes behind you

Caster:
finds a nearby wall to slump on “Iridonia was the one with the acid lakes, right?”

Kaylani:
whistles off-keyglances after the Captain*glances at J16 and Bella*glances in the direction Zeva went*is clearly very fidgety*sighs*glares at Caster*

GM:
J16 beeps in the affirmative.

Kes-Varn:
Kes seats herself at the comm terminal and takes several deep breaths before entering Balin’s number.

GM:
The unit gets through maybe half a ring before Balin picks up.
“Oh, thank the Force.”

Kes-Varn:
“I’m not sure if I should be grateful to hear that or not,” she says wryly. “Hi, Balin.”

GM:
“Been a long time, I know. Sorry to bother you, but you know I wouldn’t if it weren’t my arse on the line.”
J16 beeps something at Caster that sounds like a question.

Kes-Varn:
“I— no, it’s not a—” She shakes her head. “What’s this about the Zann Consortium? It’s not like you to get caught up with small-time stoopas.”

Caster:
blinks “I, uh, don’t speak binary. But I feel like the rest of the crew would be more happy with me if I just said, ‘no’ to whatever you just asked. So, yes, lets do it.”

GM:
Balin: “I know. When Dagos Tull heard about my charter, he offered me double what my buyer did. When I said no, well… I suppose he sent the Zanies to catch me at Nakadia.”

Kaylani:
snickers

Kes-Varn:
“That name’s not familiar. Who’s Dagos Tull?” She sounds out the name slowly.

Kaylani:
laughs out loud “Have fun with that one.”
“Answering yes to mysterious questions that you don’t understand. However did you survive past four?”

Caster:
“Lots of money.”

Kaylani:
“Don’t think that’s gonna help this time.”

Caster:
“Nah, I have you. You’d never let me do something life threateningly bad, right?”
“Something something that’s what friends are for?”

GM:
Balin: “A gray market merchant near Capital Square [on Iridonia]. Human.” There’s a bit o’ stink on that word.

Kaylani:
“Awww, sweetie. Did you hit your head on something? Do you need a bacta tank?”

GM:
J16’s beeps carry mirth.
Balin: “I’m told that some people use plant materials like my cargo to make armor-grade polymers. Pretty sure he was middling for somebody with that in mind.”

Caster:
“Not yet?” crosses his arms “I can handle myself— whatever J16 suggested can’t be head-smashingly-horrible.”
“Or if it is, I guess you’re investing in a bacta tank.”

Kaylani:
“No, just head-dissolvingly-horrible. And aren’t you the one who’s going to need it? Why should I get one.”

GM:
“I’m so close to paying my ship off; I can’t take a hit like this to my reputation.”

Kes-Varn:
“So he’s not familiar to you otherwise? Not someone you pissed off?”

Caster:
“Well, you offered earlier. And my head doesn’t fit in most vats of dissolving liquid. It is too inflated by my ego.”

GM:
Balin: “No. I thought it might have something to do with that man who came around asking about you… but I don’t think that’s it either.”
J16 bleeps a string of agreements with Caster’s diagnosis.

Kaylani:
“I wasn’t offering. I was reminding you of the facts of life most of us are taught by creche teachers. Who probably couldn’t get through your ego either though?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes sighs with relief. “That was gonna be my next question. At least it’s not that.” She rubs a horn thoughtfully. “Does your client know about this?”

GM:
Balin: “Not yet. I let him know about my engine trouble… just not why I’m having engine trouble.”

Kes-Varn:
She sits forward with alarm. “You’re not still stuck out there, are you?”

GM:
“Jaleer Kortu, the X’Ting. He was female last time you saw him.”

Caster:
“This is where I remind you of my very elite and private education. That was about as well rounded as a particularly squarish… uh, square.”
“See, never took a class on metaphors. Should have realized how useful that would be on the fringe.”

GM:
“I’ve got about point two lightspeed. I’ll make it home, just not any time soon.”
Zeva arrives in the mess hall. “Oh, do they offer metaphor classes? I could have used that too.”

Kaylani:
tilts head “I’m not sure I can come up with a good comeback to that one. Square peg in a round hole has always been a sad tragedy, not a happy tale for the younglings. We’re all ugly ducklings out here, after all. Not met a one yet who found their swans.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes grunts in affirmation. “How did this guy even find out about your cargo?” She doesn’t really care to know why Jaleer needs military-grade armor materials.

Kaylani:
blows Zeva a kiss “If I had the slightest clue how to teach one, I’d be delighted to help. Maybe J16 could figure it out?” grins down at the droid

GM:
Balin: “THAT I don’t know. I feel like he’s got spies. He’s got no shortage of sabaac buddies.”

Caster:
“Well. Guess I’ll just need to be the first, although ‘restoration of old wealth’ isn’t exactly one for the ‘do gooder’ youngling tales.”

Kaylani:
“Pretty sure that’s how half of them go, actually. Poor parents screwed up, kids had to fix things. Surprisingly truthful that, isn’t it?”

Caster:
“So I hear. But seriously, what did J16 say?”

Kes-Varn:
She rubs her face wearily. “Did he sound open to talking at all? After you refused his price, I mean.”

Kaylani:
“You could ask him to beep a little slower? I’ve heard people do that all the time, maybe it actually works?”

Caster:
“He’s right here.”

GM:
Balin: “I thought the matter was closed. But I remembered how, uh, persuasive you can be. And I’m sure you can get there before I will.”

Kaylani:
“Well then why are you asking me instead of him?”

GM:
J16’s head squeaks as it rotates back and forth between Caster and Kay.

Caster:
“Sorry, J. Also, I dub you J. Can you beep what you asked about earlier to Kay, but a little slower? She speaks binary, I, uh, am a little hopeless.”

Kes-Varn:
She manages a wry smile and raises her left fist. “Diplomacy.” She raises her right fist. “Persuasion.”

GM:
J16’s eye focuses on Caster and he beeps the string again, slower. It goes up at the end like a question, that’s for sure.

Kaylani:
“Aw. That was actually really nice, that’s no fun. You’re not supposed to be /nice/.” sighs “He asked if you did not like the acid planet? And then pointed out you’d just agreed to take an acid bath.” shrugs again

GM:
Zeva bursts out laughing.

Kaylani:
grins “And there’s the nicest sound I’ve heard in days. We should definitely give you binary lessons, pretty lady. J16 is a delight.”

GM:
“Thank you, Kes, you’re a lifesaver.” His relief is tangible even over the comm. “I’ll talk Lora into cooking the best meal you’ve ever had.”

Caster:
chuckles “It’d help me shed off all the extra weight you put on when you go from five meals a day to ‘maybe I’ll eat today’.”
“To be fair, I’m not a fan of nature features that can be described as ‘face-melting’.”

Kaylani:
“Seems like a fair concern when dealing with nature. Must admit I prefer some fancy lights and dance music myself.”

GM:
J16 beeps something quietly to himself.
Zeva: “Iridonia might have some of that. We didn’t get to look very hard last time.”

Caster:
“See? We do have something in common.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes’ smile falters briefly and she clears her throat. She considers asking how the family is, but she’s not sure she wants to know for sure that they’re doing well. “Assuming I make it back. Send me coordinates and I’ll see what I can see.”

Kaylani:
at Caster: “Horrifying, isn’t it?” at Zeva: “Oh, we should go looking next time, shouldn’t we?”

GM:
Balin: “Copy that. Transmitting now. Good luck.”

Caster:
“I think the captain might know a palce or two. We had drinks last time.” taps his nose “Don’t remember much of that night, but the morning after was an adventure.”

Kes-Varn:
“Get back safe, Balin.”

Kaylani:
“The morning after’s always an adventure.”

GM:
Zeva nods and sits next to Kay.

Kaylani:
drapes her arm over Zeva’s shoulder and sighs “Did I say hello today, pretty lady?”

GM:
Zeva: “Yes, but that was hours ago. Hello, Kay.”
Balin ends the transmission.

Kes-Varn:
Kes picks herself up from the chair and shuffles into the mess hall. She doesn’t really hear them and makes directly for the cocoa cabinets.

Caster:
“Oh, pleasant conversation then?”

Kaylani:
“Captain.” sighs “Oh, Captain, do you need the marshmallows too?”

GM:
The Captain’s arrival stops Zeva short of an actual PDA

Kes-Varn:
Kes nods. “Yes. Please. And then we’re going to these coordinates Balin sent, as fast as possible.”

Caster:
“… because he has a lot of money for us to pick up and is just the nicest guy?”

Kes-Varn:
“Because he’s my brother-in-law.”

Kaylani:
“Oh dear.” kisses Zeva very gently on the temple before standing up "I’ll get her warmed up then, and see how fast we can make “possible”."

Caster:
“See, when you say it that way, I suddenly want to float the opinion where we don’t fly to those coordinates as fast as possible.”

GM:
Zeva suppresses a quiver, but only barely

Kes-Varn:
“None of you have to come with me. I just need to get there.”

Caster:
“See, when you say it that way, I suddenly want to float the opinion of, ‘no, maybe don’t do that’.”

Kaylani:
“Don’t be ridiculous. ‘Course we’re coming. And not just as a taxi.” bumps her shoulder against Kes

Caster:
“Unless I inherit your ship. In which case, I plead the fifth.”

GM:
Bella, arriving in the mess: “Nothing here on Dexus-12 except the possibility that another BOMB could go off at any time.”

Kaylani:
“Or, you know, we could just lose him out an airlock on the way, so we’d be /his/ last taxi?” glares at Caster

Caster:
“You have beautiful eyes when you’re trying to use them to punch holes in my chest.”

Kaylani:
“Ew”

Kes-Varn:
Kes shakes her head. “Caster, go to your bunk.”

GM:
Bella laughs at Caster’s remark.

Caster:
pouts “I don’t have a bunk.”

Kaylani:
“Yes you do, just because you’re sharing with the speeder doesn’t mean it’s not /yours/.”

Caster:
“You’re not wrong.”
shakes his head “Fine, fine. Just make sure the captain doesn’t do anything silly.” heads over to his bunk, idly complaining about mattress stiffness

Kaylani:
rolls eyesmutters quietly*"and I’m supposed to do that how?"

GM:
Bella, to Kay: “I may be able to help with that.”

Kaylani:
Kay rolls her eyes again, ignoring Bella completely as she digs a small bag out of the back of a corner cabinet. “For you, Captain.” Throws one last frown in Bella’s direction before sliding off towards the cockpit.

Kes-Varn:
“Thanks, Kay.” She smiles weakly.

GM:
WIPE TO Silent Destiny arriving at Iridonia

Kaylani:
grumbles under her breath “Yay, time for acid baths and awkward family reunions?”

Caster:
“Still working under the ’here’s a giant bag of money’ theory.”

Kaylani:
waves a vaguely rude geseture in his direction

GM:
With no cargo to declare, your landing at the capital city spaceport is fairly breezy.
(To recap: Zann Consortium jerks are gonna try to sell Balin’s cargo to Dagos Tull.)
(Maybe you can get there in time to stop it, maybe you’ll have to Persuade Tull to give it back)
As you make ready with the speeder, Caster’s comm chimes.

Caster:
“… Weird.”
picks up comm

GM:
One of his contacts has sent him a message reporting that Vainglory has just been seen in the Iridonian city of Wortan, on the other side of the planet.

Caster:
eyes widen
you can see a full range of expressions play on his face. He goes from joy, to contemplation to disgust to anger to resignation

GM:
J16 beeps inquisitively.

Kaylani:
stares at Caster “What he said.”

Kes-Varn:
“Girl problems?”
She pauses. “Guy problems?”

Caster:
“Something like that.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes raises her hairless brows with mild interest. “This is new.”

Caster:
“Not really.”
“Ok, you’re a smart group of people: what’s the one thing that might make me propose something that will make everyone else here rather unhappy?”

GM:
“Money?” Zeva and Bella say together.

Kes-Varn:
“Ship.” She folds her arms. “Where?”

Caster:
“Ok, both those answers would get full credit, but the captain’s been with me longer.”

Kaylani:
“How, again? It’s like someone’s stalking you with your own ship.” blinks “That’s weird, right?”

Caster:
“It’s on this planet. Here. Wortan.”

Kes-Varn:
“That — that’s not far. Relatively speaking.” She rubs her temples. “Do you know if it’ll be there long? We can go after…”

Caster:
“It’s a ship. They don’t stay stationary.”

Kes-Varn:
“Observant.”

Kaylani:
“Kinda a good, point?”

GM:
You’re not sure if you’ve ever seen a droid roll his eyes before, but you have now.

Kes-Varn:
“But who’s got it? Do you know? Are they just visiting or is this a home base?”

GM:
(There’s a grainy picture attached)

Kaylani:
“How do they keep almost finding you but not quite? Or almost losing you but not at all? It’s suspicious. Should find out, right?” shrugs awkwardly

Caster:
“I’ve got a picture and a location. It’s enough to go on. This… it’s important to me.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes sighs. “I know, kid. I just don’t wanna send you in alone, but Balin—” She rubs her front horn.

GM:
J16 beeps willingness to accompany Caster.

Kaylani:
“That’s … probably a good idea, yeah? I mean, we just have to find your brother-in-law’s stuff? We probably won’t need … I mean.” is trying desperately not to say “what could go wrong” but is kinda thinking it

Caster:
“I set up the last job. I know how to keep out of sight. And besides, do you really want me around while you negotiate…. anything?”

Kes-Varn:
Kes opens her mouth, then closes it again.

Kaylani:
gasps “That was clever! He is learning. We gotta help him out now, right?”

GM:
Zeva: “I’ll go, too.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes blinks in surprise. The droid, she could guess. But Zeva? “With Caster? You?”

Caster:
mouth drops. Caster does not arrange his face in time to make this not awkward

Kaylani:
makes an odd little squeak “I could translate?” waves at J16glances worriedly back at the Captain*
“I could taxi them over and come back to pick you up? Or?” glares back and forth now/why are you ont staying together so I can just worry about you once instead of all of you EVERYWHERE*

GM:
Zeva: “I just don’t think he should go alone.” J16 blatts. “You know what I mean, J16.”

Caster:
“Oh.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes exhales slowly and nods. “You should all go find the Vainglory, if you can. I can handle a couple of petty criminals.”

Caster:
“Well, that clears up the translation problem.”

Kaylani:
“Not by yourself!”

GM:
Bella: “I’ll keep an eye on her.”

Kaylani:
scowls
sighs

Caster:
“Ok, Captain. I’ve got a lot of insults saved up, I plan on seeing you again to use them.”

Kes-Varn:
Kes beams at him. She reaches out as if to pull him into a hug — then thinks the better of it and holds out her hand for a shake instead.

Kaylani:
throws hands in the air “Yeah, I suppose this is the plan, isn’t it? Stay in one piece so I can pick you up, Captain.”

Caster:
shakes her hand

Kes-Varn:
“You get your ship back, kid. Maybe then I’ll call you ‘Captain’.”

Caster:
“No, that’d be weird. Lets never contemplate that again.”

Kes-Varn:
She laughs. He’s making her feel better, which is weird.

GM:
Zeva nods to the Captain. “May the Force be with you,” she says, leaving a slightly puzzled look on Bella’s face as she departs.

Kes-Varn:
Kes reaches out and ruffles Zeva’s hair as she goes. “And with you, I guess.”

GM:
Kes turns and heads toward the Capital Square market, reminding herself that I Said I Wouldn’t Cry (1 free invoke)
Thus divided,the heroes head toward an uncertain future.

TO BE CONTINUED

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