“We are not just waltzing into that warehouse, not after what happened last time we dealt with one of these people.” Dais Sundar states to the group with a frustrated sigh. “Teeku start asking around town see what you can turn up about this place, and what” Angar Dalsmith has been up to. We’ll be down at the cantina, uh, getting ready."
A few hours later Teeku shows up at the cantina. “It appears he’s working alone, no one has seen any one coming or going but him. We might as well go scout the joint see if we can figure out what we’re really up against.”
Vet takes lead, sneaking up to one of the windows. Mean while the rest of the crew circles around to the back of the warehouse. “I’m not seeing much here guys, just a lone security droid in front of what looks like an apartment. Lots of shipping crates, some spare droid parts lying about, and what I think might be his work station but it’s hard to make out through this grime with the lighting as it is.”
Once around to the back of the warehouse, Teeku attempts to slice open the side door, but to no avail. “Ok IG-Z you’re up, we’re breaching in 3 … 2 … 1… GO!” IG-Z moves up to the garage door and at the same time that he rips it off it’s track, Vet takes aim and let’s loose a blast at the security droid. Dais and Teeku burst through what was left of the garage door, opening fire on another security droid that was waiting on the other side of the apartment building. Before the first security droid can even react Vet lines up another shot and fires, leaving a second smoldering hole in it’s chest as it collapses to the ground.
The second security droid opens fire on Dais and then escapes into the apartment building sealing the door behind it. IG-Z rushes forward slamming into the door but it does not budge.
“Damn it IG-Z why am I getting shot, we’re not even getting paid for this. Although…” Dais looks around at the contents of the warehouse. “… this could be quite the score once all is said and done.” As Dais patches himself up with a stimpack, Vet and Teeku circle around the apartment. “Uh guys, I think that’s an elevator, Vet why the hell did you think this was an apartment, and why the hell do I have to crawl through the window, you guys suck.” Twenty seconds later the door to the “apartment” slides open, Teeku stands there with an annoyed look. IG-Z walks into the room and recalls the elevator. “Do we really want to go down there?” Dais asks, looking disgustedly at the hole in his coat. Once the elevator arrives, IG-Z immediately gets on, and the rest, with a sigh, follow suit.
As the elevator descends everyone readies their weapons, but when the door slides open they find an empty hallway with a doors on each side. Without pause IG-Z strides forward opening the door on the left, the room is dusty, filled with miscellaneous parts of old battle droids left over from the clone wars. IG-Z immediately turns and opens the other door.
Teeku does a double take peering over IG-Z’s shoulder, as two squads of battle droids standing at attention all turn their heads in their direction. As they start to lower their guns, Teeku leaps at the control panel trying to get the door sealed, in his haste though he drops his slicing tool and in that moment IG-Z leaps into the room eyes shining red, wading into the first group of droids before they get a chance to react. Two fall to the ground in pieces, and a third’s torso looks about ready to come apart. Vet cries out from behind “Why do you always charge them, we could’ve picked them off one at a time.” Dais bursts into the room guns blazing but doesn’t manage to connect any of this shots with the unengaged group.
The group fighting IG-Z open fire and the recoil from the blaster causes the damaged droid’s torso to break apart, taking it out of the fight. The rest of the party moves into the room and makes quick work of the remaining droids. “It’s no wonder they don’t make these anymore, these things are pathethic.” Vet states to no one in particular, kicking parts out of his way as the crew exits the room.
IG-Z once again takes the lead moving down the hall with determination, the hall ends in a T. IG-Z pauses, sensors scanning both directions and then proceeds left without a word. At the end of the left hall is another door, IG-Z proceeds through, without thought to what could lay behind, with Teeku right on his heels. Vet and Dais hold back a healthy distance ready for trouble.
The door opens up to a large room, on each side of the room are several metallic pedestals each with the head of a droid of varying antiquity resting on top. On the front of each pedestal is a circular disk protruding outward. In the middle of the room a holo communicator occupies the majority of the space. Behind it the true workstation is present, two giant display monitors take up the majority of the back wall, one showing various security footage of the party’s handiwork. The other showing news feeds of events happening around the empire.
The holo communicator has a flashing button, as if there were a transmission waiting to be accepted. IG-Z strides into the middle of the room and presses the button, from behind he can hear Vet cry out “Wait! Don’t press…”
As soon as the button is pressed Angar appears before the party with a smug expression, fingers pressed before him in the shape of a triangle. “I see you have found my laboratory.” This was said in a tone of equal parts ego-mania and amusement, that only a mad scientist can pull off. “I trust my droids were not too much of a nuisance.” He continues looking directly at IG-Z, awaiting a response.
IG-Z just stares back, scanning the hologram for any clues as to where his prey may be, scanning the surrounding area to make sure he isn’t simply hiding in the building. Teeku glances at IG-Z also waiting for a response but when none comes he smoothly replies “Oh no, no trouble at all.” Angar smiles and replies “Good good, I’m glad you were able to get in so easily, it’s unfortunate though, that you’ll never be leaving.”
He then reaches over to something outside the holo projector and each of the disks on the pedestals start to blink. “You see I’ve been hunted for too long by the likes of you IG-Z, oh yes, I know all about your secret programming. In two minutes time my thermal detonators will bring this building down on your heads, well more like your ashes, thermal detonators, you see, are very good at what they do.” Dais screams in the background “RUN!” and starts sprinting for the exit.
Just as he gets ready to round the corner leading back to the elevator, a blast door slams down in front of him. Desperately looking around for another way out he notices no one is following. “Guys let’s go those aren’t toy props, and I don’t think he’s bluffing” IG-Z stands there a moment longer scanning for any clues as to where Angar could be, then simply states “We will meet again.” And turns and walks away. From behind him he hears Angar laugh “Oh I have no doubts, I look forward to it, maybe I will start my new trophy collection with your head.”
Teeku bursts past IG-Z running down the hall to the door at the opposite end of the T, the security panel on that door is flashing red. Teeku pulls out his slicer and jacks in trying to bypass the lock on the door. The slicer spins and with a click a second security door slides down and the security panel turns a solid red. Dais mutters about wishing he had bought an R2 unit. Teeku continues his efforts though and a few seconds later both doors slide open, and Teeku almost gets trampled as the rest of the crew push through the door.
On the other side they find an elevator. They all pile in and press the button. Upon reaching the top they burst out of a side building into an alley next to the warehouse. Vet mentions “this must be how that second security droid got out without us seeing him.” The party starts running down the street behind them they hear a large explosion and see the warehouse collapse in on itself.
Teeku thinks to himself, as they get back to the hangar, “secret programming huh? we’ll have to see about that next time IG-Z is powered down.” Once in the hangar they find the ship isn’t ready yet. They take some time to find out what ships had gone off planet in the past day, to try and find out where Angar had escaped too. Assuming he had even gotten off planet. Dais greases a couple palms and gets access to the ship logs at the spaceport and finds out five ships had left, two for Nar Shaddaa, two smuggler ships both captains known by Dais, and one civilian charter-ship. The charter-ship conveniently was heading to the Wheel. Dais shares the news with the party, leaving out the bit about the Nar Shaddaa ships deciding to not let any ideas get into IG-Z’s head, because that is the last place Dais was ready to head back to.
A few hours pass, the party lays low inside the ship as the final repairs get completed. They then set out for the Wheel. The remainder of the trip was thankfully uneventful and upon arrival Dais gets directed to land in docking bay 357.
“OK let’s get our cargo good and hidden and head down to deck C, we are to meet our contact at the cantina down there. “There’s only one cantina down there?” Teeku asks skeptically. “It’s something along the lines of Red’s Lair, I’m sure it won’t be hard to find. I hope Red is an agreeable sort.” Dais mused.
As they make their way down to deck C, and head in the direction of the cantina, more and more graffiti covers the walls. Some of it bearing a striking resemblance to the red wolves tattoos they had found on Nar Shaddaa.
They loosen the weapons in their holsters and find themselves on edge all the way to the cantina, but run into no trouble. The symbol over the door doesn’t just share a resemblance, it is without a doubt the symbol of the Red Wolves. “This is a really bad idea.” Dais mumbles. They take a seat in the cantina and wait for their contact to arrive. After thirty minutes Dais can’t take it any more and goes to find a holo communicator. There’s one in the back of the cantina so he sits down and calls the contact number for Grigg the Hutt. Grigg’s protocol droid regretfully informs Dais of the fact that Grigg is unavailable, Dais settles for Ral Tosh instead. “Your guy hasn’t shown up. And you have us waiting in the very lair of the people that ambushed us before. These guys are everywhere how can you not know anything about them.” Ral looks a bit abashed. “There have been some security incidents of late and some personnel have since been replaced. We’ve uncovered new information I’ll send it over now. Did you say the cantina is their base?” Ral looks extremely concerned, even more so than when mentioned the contact never showed. “Get back to your ship now, the cargo must be protected. I will pull some strings to get you whatever help we can that’s present on the station.” A moment later The Transmission show’s up on Dais’ data pad.
With that he signed out, Dais stands up gives the party a concerned look and heads for the door. “He’s not coming.” He states casually, walking out. Once out on the street though, they all start sprinting for the docking bay.