Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Ships Log 4.7.3289: Marus Grayson's Hanger

1.    Win the Grand Prix
2.    Go to the Gala/Auction
3.    Bank Job to retrieve the credit bid on the jewel
4.    Museum Job to retrieve the jewel itself
5.    Escape
6.    Profit!

That was the plan...and we didn't get past Step 2. Someone failed to put in the plan, "Fight Imperial soldiers" calling themselves the First Order. We currently sit in Marus Grayson's hanger bay getting my baby fixed. She took a beating because of my reckless piloting and I crashed into one of the cargo ships that the Imperials were trying to escape with the Tibanna gas they stole. 

This whole log should be about completing Step 1! Oh, it was glorious! Gavin and I won the Grand Prix in exciting fashion, but all the celebratory cheering was violently interrupted by this First Order. It was total chaos. People were being disintegrated right in front of our eyes. It wasn't just the Bespin Guard being shot at. It was civilians! Men, women, and even children! I thought I saw everything evil the Empire has done...but this...this was unadulterated savagery.

Gavin and I were being interviewed when it all happened. They came out of nowhere and were being air dropped onto the floating city. I quickly told Gavin to hop into the passenger seat of the twin cloud car that moments ago we just won the Grand Prix with. I punched it and we were off towards the hanger to pick up the Fortune Rises. Gavin managed to get off a few pot shots at some bucket heads on our way.

We had little resistance in the hanger where my baby was and we fired her engines and quickly got back into the fray. While we were flying we saw a whole fleet of Imperial Cargo vessels siphoning the Tibanna gas...it looks like we weren't the only ones with a heist in mind at Bespin. Damn Imps!

When we got back to our friends there was so much death and destruction. Kalthos the Hutt's barge was shot up pretty bad and was in the process in going down into the depths of the gas giant. We managed to rescue Linus, Solen, and some female Twilek named Omal'Crola. They were about to be blasted into pieces but they managed to jump off the ledge onto the Fortune Rises.

While we were rescuing them, Spree and Felix were on the barge trying to rescue as many as they could before it went down. Spree managed to high jack a round hovercraft made mainly for watching the Grand Prix and found out that Marus Grayson and his cronies were on the hover viewing ship. Meanwhile, Felix was fighting alongside a silver haired woman who we later find out is a Jedi! She is also one of the bidders for the Jewel of Yavin. They managed somehow to get on back of one of the Imperial cargo ships before Kalthos barge went down. Bad news was that the imperial ship was about to take off. I had to rescue them by coming up behind it carefully while they climb aboard the Fortune Rises, but I came in too hot! Damn it! I still go through it in my head on what I could have done differently. My crew...is all I have left...and I let one of them down. Felix is dead because of me. The silver haired Jedi, Elaiza, says it wasn't my fault and that Felix sacrificed himself for her. For surely she would of died if it wasn't for his heroic effort.

Now I sit here while I look out the view-port at Gavin barking out orders to Grayson's men on fixing our ship. I also talked that ex-imperial bureaucrat Grayson into allowing the Red Sun and her crew to dock with us. It was the right thing to do. Right now...our only enemy is this First Order.

Oh. Before I log off for today. I told everyone in our crew that I can use the force. Fun times.

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