Brave New World (Open)

[MikDaTv]

"Not Thee Queen. A Queen. She's the ruler of Zeltros after her family was killed not to long ago. She has no political authority here on Corucant." Danny said, trying to reassure Ambellina.

"Of course she is a Sith and the law doesn't really apply to them so you should take the word authoirty with a grain of salt." He finished.

His implant then went off with the sound of Hefty's voice. "Security round complete, everything looks good boss. Our lady friend was right about no Security Forces."

Danny's hand went to his throat and pressed in on the mic. "Good work, you'll have the first watch tonight Hefty. Runt, Tank, hows it coming with your end?"

"It's coming Senior, and it won't come any faster if you keep asking us about it." Runt said in his ear. "It's lovely that you care for us so much but..."

"shut up Runt." Tank said. "Target is in sight, we'll have it in the next few minutes Senior. Updates to follow."

"Roger that, stay safe. Senior out." Danny said as and let go of his neck.

He looked up at Ambellina and smiled. "Sounds like we'll have a new ride here in a few minutes. Now if you don't mind, why don't you tell me what your interest in the Lieutenant was before i set the club on fire."

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Lowering her gaze slightly in a coy manner, Ambellina waved a casually dismissive hand, as though swatting Senior's question out of the air.

"I'm sure you are used to dealing with people whose motives are their own. Shall we just say that my purposes for him were in the field of information, just as yours were..."

Her final sentance was more of a statement than a question or a suggestion. She lifted her chin and returned to a relaxed posture. Reaching to the arm of her chair she pressed a button. The unmistakable squeel of a Gamorrean came across the speaker that was placed there.

"There are three more men who will be entering tonight. They look strikingly similar to my first guest. Please admit them and direct them to my apartment."

A sound of acknowledgement came back.

[MikDaTv]

Her orders to the guard downstairs painfully reminded him on the danger they were in. Without their armor or any kind of disguise the four of them were easily identifiable as clones. It was fine when Danny was the only one operating and the others staying back in a support role, but now that they were all operating in the open keeping their presence secret would be much more difficult.

He returned his attention to his hostess. "Whatever your motives were, you decided to help us instead of making the smart move and keeping out of it. You put yourself in danger at our expense and now you’re helping us at your expense."

Danny put his fingers together in his lap. "People at that club saw you. Some of them might have caught your name. The Lieutenant was pretty drunk but he might remember some events from tonight. A name, a voice, a description. Security footage from the club gives them a photo."

Danny paused to put his next sentence as delicately as possible. "And with the way you... dressed, I can guarantee that a lot of people noticed you. It’s only a matter of time before they connect you with us so I have to ask. What are your intentions?"

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Ambellina frowned...more of a pouty expression than anything, that really didn't fit her face. Senior was right. There was no way that she would come out of this completely unmade. The Lady heaved a heavy sigh, dropping all pretenses of secrecy.

"I planned on seducing him for information...mostly for my own benefit. Such things fetch I high price in the circles that I run in. I was not acting in any official capacity."

[MikDaTv]

"Good, neither are we." Danny replied. It was more or less the truth. the Ranger PMC was heavily attached to the Jedi at this moment but they still had their side contracts.

There was a nock at the door. More of a series of knocks actually. It was the teams coded knock that said 'all clear, we're alone.' The door opened revealing Runt, Tank and Hefty standing in the doorway with new clothes on including hoods to help cover their identical faces.

The three of them walked in carrying small packs. Hefty tossed a small bundle of cloth to Danny who caught it easily and unwrapped it. He was happy to see his custom blaster pistol and holster which he immediately began stripping and rebuilding.

Hefty grabbed a chair and placed it right next to the door and sat down. He had been given first watch so he would sit by the door and keep an ear out for trouble.

Runt pulled some clothes out of his pack and laid them out on the floor. "Thought you could use some new duds boss." Runt said. "Ones you got are starting to look pretty gnarly."

Danny glanced down at his chest and saw what the sniper was talking about. He had lost his coat at the club after he lit it on fire as part of the distraction and his shirt was all cut up from when Tank had to get a look at him to address his injuries. Danny finished rebuilding his pistol and slid it home into it's holster which he draped over his shoulder. He picked up the clothes and headed for the bathroom.

"Tank, I don't care how you do it but find me as many secure networks as you possibly can. We're going to need to send a message. Runt, monitor coms for now, you'll have next watch." Danny ordered.

Runt pouted. "But Senior why do I always have to get the midwatch?"

"Knock it off Runt and get to work." Danny said before closing the door to the bathroom where he set about changing.

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Watching the clones carefully, Ambellina began to pick up on the subtle differences in demeanor that set them apart. The physical differences were amazingly miniscule, but each one did have his own bodily language that the young woman was quick to pick up on. She gave herself a smile of satisfaction.

"I suppose military men such as yourselves won't be terribly good company on the long night after an ordeal?'

She phrased the question politely, knowing that she could glean some enjoyment out of them even if they objected. Ambellina's experience with clones had been limited on Orlais. She knew a few that had been bought by the families that were too small to provide their own soldiers or heirs. They were always pleasant, but she found herself unable to employ her usual tricks due to their surpressed sexual drive. Ambellina still wanted to learn who they were working for, and she was performing mental acrobatics to figure out how she would gain said information.

[MikDaTv]

Runt smiled. "Your pretty smart." He said to her after her comment.

Tank shook his head and rolled his eyes. "What my rather rude brother meant to say was that no, we probably aren't very good company, ordeal or not. Unless of course you prefer company that slices into government and civilian networks."

Hefty remained silent in his chair, leaning it back so he could better listen to the hallway outside.

Runt stuffed his head in his earphones but left it hanging off his lift ear so he could still hear what was going on in the room. Over the years of training he'd learned to listen very carefully with each ear. He pulled out his gear and plugged the head set in. He had a smile on his face as he worked. "Coms are up and... wait for it.... wait for iiiiittttttt... bang said the lady! I got us an uplink to orbit. Tank, bouncing the signal to your station. Am i good or what?"

Tank pulled out his datapad and a larger mobile workstation from his pack and plugged the two together. "Slicing in now. Oh, military algorithms, good catch Runt."

Runt gave a slight bow complete with a twirl of his hand. Tank's fingers typed furiously on his datapad keyboard while he looked at the information scrolling on the laptop. "Security is tight but this is a low priority satellite. Give me a second... got it. I'm through their firewall and covering my tracks."

Danny walked out in his change of clothes. A new shirt, this one dark red with simple brown pants and a black nerf leather jacket. His pistol was holstered under his arm, hidden by the jacket. "Status?"

Runt pointed a thumb over to Tank. "Fast Fingers over there just got us into a coms satellite I found."

Tank didn't bother to look up or stop typing for his response. "I sliced into all the local networks and i'm hooking each of them up to the satellite individually. They won't be able to track the signal to us. We don't have hypercoms but we have access to a secure channel to the holonet."

Danny smiled and clasped his hands together. "Good work boys. I’ll draft us up an E-mail. Once the message is away, you two get some sleep."

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Listening carefully to their conversation, Ambellina tried to pick out anything that she could that would give away what exactly they were up to. She couldn't find a lead, so she stood and moved towards a small closet, opening it to reveal various linens.

"I certainly hope you gentlemen don't mind sharing a room. A lady must maintain her modesty, after all."

Gathering up four sets of sheets, she passed them to each of the clones before moving to stand in front of the door of her bed-chamber.

"What time shall we rise in the morning?"

[MikDaTv]

"Ohhh, isn't she proper." Runt said in a mocking tone. "What time shall we rise in the morning govna. I think i'll have some tea with my biscuits."

Danny smacked the sniper upside the head with the tips of his fingers. "Runt, knock it off."

Runt lowered his head a bit meekly. "Aye Senior."

Satisfied, Danny looked up "We're sending a message via secure holonet channel to our handlers off planet. Hopefully we'll have an exit strategy in a few hours and with luck our boots will be in the air in less than a day. We're sorry you got mixed in with us but we'll be out of your hair probably before you wake up."

"Oh yes, so very very sorry." Runt said quietly, doing his best impression of Danny which, because they were clones, was pretty darn good. Danny's face snapped down to look at him and his eyes narrowed. Danny held his hands up in surrender. "Knock it off, sure I got it. Message recieved."

Danny turned his attention back to their hostess. "You can wake up any time you want ma'am, we'll probably be gone already... unless..."

Every ear in Gray Team perked up at that last word. Even Hefty turned his attention away from the door.

"Unless you want to come with us." Danny finished slowly.

Hefty stood up so fast his chair slid back against the wall. "Now wait just a damn minute." He said.

Runt started laughing "Senior and the new girl sittin in a tree. K-I-S-S..." was all he could get out before Tank stood up and slapped him upside the head.

Tank turned to Hefty and held up his hand. "I'm with Senior on this one. She helped us and put herself in our kind of danger when she did. Getting her off planet won't compromise us. That was a Sith back there at the club of have you forgotten already? You think a Sith is just going to forget what happened there?"

Hefty shut up and sat back down. Tank was right but he still didn't like it.

Danny looked at the three of them before turning his head back to Ambellina. "It's my call and I made it. The invitations open. Ma'am, we can't offer you a safe or comfortable trip but we can get you off the planet. A chance to blend in with the galaxy until events here blow over and you can return."

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*Now what are the odds of that?*

Ambellina cocked her head slightly to the left, searching through Senior's words for any hint of trickery. He seemed very earnest, and there was an importance in being earnest in matters such as these. After a moment she smiled cleverly, uttering only one phrase, a child-like quality in her voice.

"What time are we to rise?"

[MikDaTv]

"Apparently the chances are fair to pretty damn good." Runt said, still trying to keep quiet but finding himself unable to go without the quick side comment.

Danny gave him a sidelong glance before answering her question. "Go to sleep, we'll wake you when it's time to go."

[Darth Hades]

As everything was getting to hotter, everything suddenly just got cold. When the Zeltron made a giant hole in the wall and left, the Clones took Leena, and this time he knew it was her. Apparently they were working together as she got in the getaway van with them and left hastily. Quickly Jas walked in the night club. The place was nearly empty now. Except for the poor saps who got caught on the crossfire. Music was still blaring as Jas made his way upstairs to the security room. He knocked and a few seconds a rodian opened the door, grunted angrily as to why he was being disturbed as a time like this.

With the butt of his blaster, Jas hit the rodian in the head and knocked the alien out cold and in the room. Monitors of all sizes were in front of Jas. In one screen showed the Zeltron shooting out lighting from her hand at the clone. Another screened showed a very blurry image of what Jas made out to be Leena. And there was a monitor replaying the event of when the van crashed in the night club…A-team style.

Jas pulled out a com device and put it on the computer, downloading everything in the security video took. Then used the computer to hack into the security videos of local authority outside the club, which surprised how fast that happened. Clearly Marjolane had easy access for whatever personal reasons she had. Good for Jas. He tried to track down the Zeltron was she was long gone. It didn’t matter. He had a clear image of her and could look her up later. The van was much easier to track but Jas eventually lost it when they entered near the Quadrant E-50.

Then Jas went to search Leena, the mysterious seductress. He found many records on her. Using the various local security cams, Leena disappeared each time she entered Quadrant E-50. There was no security cams in that quadrant so the trail went cold from there. He would have to go there himself if he wanted to anything more. He put on the data he needed and put it on the comlink and pulle dit out of the computer. He then deleted everything on the computer, leaving no evidence. After they had a clear imaged of him, though not looking suspicious; he didn’t want to take his chances.

“What are you doing here!” said the bouncer who was guarding the front entrance before.

“Just leaving.” Said Jas and fired a shot at the bouncer’s leg.

The bouncer fell to the ground and Jas walked over him. Leaving the club he walked toward the direction of the quadrant. Having time to think to himself he wondered why he was tracking them down. For what purpose? He had none. Jas was just a soldier of fortune. Jas began to wondered if he wanted to go through with this. He like small squabbles like the one in the Marjolane’s Den. Those fights where the fighters died for themselves, unlike battles where soldiers of factions died for some political reason that did not concern them in the grand scheme of things. He paused in the middle of the street. He didn’t want to track them down anymore. Time for him to find a new ride out of this giant city planet.

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(Just for future reference, text that is squared off by asterisks is personal thought, or inner monolouge if you will.)

With her smile still lingering, Ambellina gave a slight curtsy and disappeared behind her door. Now that she was alone, she thought over the events of the day. She had saved a life, and now had an exciting new adventure in front of her. Disrobing, she slid into her bed and simply laid back. In a few hours she would arise once again and shower.

[MikDaTv]

"Ok, Hefty your on watch for the next 3 hours. Runt after him, then me, and Tank you'll take it last. Priorities are the doors and coms. As soon as we get a reply we need to be ready to move." Danny said after they were alone.

The four commandos all nodded to one another in unison in that creepy way they do it and then set about either going to sleep or for Hefty, staying on watch. Danny sent out an E-mail to their handler. It was a heavily coded but short message that basically said that the team was compromised and they needed extraction. They would have to wait for a reply.

Once sent Danny sat down in a chair, using the sheets Ambellina had given him has a pillow. Like all of them, Danny could go into a deep sleep almost instantly which he promptly did. He required no alarm clock as his training and his genetics had given him a perfect internal clock.

((OOC: If you don't mind i'll just fast forward the night since we're all sleeping. If you want to post something just ignore this.))

The night passed by without incident. Hefty finished his watch, followed by Runt who grumbled but did his duty. It wasn't until Danny took the watch that they received a reply. The E-mail came into their secured network through their hijacked satellite. Like the message he sent, it was heavily coded but it basically said that stealth transport would be waiting in orbit. It would arrive in 18 hours, loiter in orbit over Coruscant's night side for another 10 hours before leaving and assuming Gray Team couldn't make it. That gave them 28 hours to find orbit capable transport.

Danny looked down at his chrono. He knew what time it was it just felt better to double check. Four hours he told himself. He could let everyone sleep four more hours, then they would move. using Tanks mobile workstation he started looking up the locations off all the local starports, both commercial and government owned and marking their size and location on the map in his datapad.

When Tank awoke to relieve the watch, Danny stayed awake to finish working on his map and planning a course of action. when the 4th hour struck, he hand signaled Tank to wake everyone up. The clone commando stood up and kicked Hefty and Runt once which is all it took to rouse them. Then he tapped on Ambellina's door. "Ma'am. Ma'am it's time to wake up." He said through the door.

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A few moments after the clone knocked on her chamber door, Ambellina emerged. She was clad in her durasteel mesh suit, had her Westar strapped to her thigh and her Model B in a holster at her lower back, and her hair was slightly damp. She carried nothing but a light pack with a few spare outfits, essentials, and what remained of her slug ammunition. The scent of her appealing floral perfume subtly pervaded the air.

"Good morning, gentlemen. I trust the watch went well?"

She asked the question knowing that nobody would have dared to make an assault on Hell Haven, and with a self-satisfied smile, she moved into the kitchen section of the appartment. Leaning against the counter, she glanced around at all of them.

"Would anyone like breakfast?"