For most people, not being charged by Rhino's was an improvement of their situation.
Jet on the other hand was very capable of feeling boredom as well. The fancy red flashes of him shooting his guns and the pew-pew sound effects space lasers made for some nonscientific reason kept him entertained for a moment or two, but without anyone or anything to really pew-pew, the feeling faded.
Poor vending machine customers. Despite Jet's best effort, they would go un-avenged.
The kenku finally jumped to his feet(like talons) again, following the directions to the letter. He went around the corner, as instructed, ignored the trashcan, not even wondering why that was part of the directions, and without thinking turned his back on it, as he walked down the corridor to se if he could jack an elevator going upwards!
Jet on the other hand was very capable of feeling boredom as well. The fancy red flashes of him shooting his guns and the pew-pew sound effects space lasers made for some nonscientific reason kept him entertained for a moment or two, but without anyone or anything to really pew-pew, the feeling faded.
Poor vending machine customers. Despite Jet's best effort, they would go un-avenged.
The kenku finally jumped to his feet(like talons) again, following the directions to the letter. He went around the corner, as instructed, ignored the trashcan, not even wondering why that was part of the directions, and without thinking turned his back on it, as he walked down the corridor to se if he could jack an elevator going upwards!
As the kenku rounded the corner and headed down the hallway, the rubbish bin was quickly forgotten and nothing further happened with it. Yoo-nit continued to navigate until Jet came to the lift in question. The good news was he managed to follow the directions and not get distracted and had achieved his next goal. The additional good news was Jet was also about to learn the purpose of his very short-lived lunch buddies and what they had been up to prior to the vending machine room massacre.
The bad news, however, was the lift was out of service. It appeared that the beings he had met a few minutes earlier were elevator repair contractors and had not quite finished the job when they'd gone on break. A large "Out of Order" sign was placed on the wall above the call button. The doors had been propped slightly open and the elevator car floor was littered with tools and a big red shiny tool box should Jet choose to examine it further.
"UM," Yoo-nit said over the com. "Head up to floor 7."
Jet could attempt to try to use the elevator regardless of the out of order sign. It was possible that the sign could be lying. The other options were to go back the way he came, or to go right or left. If none of those options sounded appealing and the kenku could muster the patience for several additional seconds, he could also wait for Yoo-nit to provide further instructions.
The bad news, however, was the lift was out of service. It appeared that the beings he had met a few minutes earlier were elevator repair contractors and had not quite finished the job when they'd gone on break. A large "Out of Order" sign was placed on the wall above the call button. The doors had been propped slightly open and the elevator car floor was littered with tools and a big red shiny tool box should Jet choose to examine it further.
"UM," Yoo-nit said over the com. "Head up to floor 7."
Jet could attempt to try to use the elevator regardless of the out of order sign. It was possible that the sign could be lying. The other options were to go back the way he came, or to go right or left. If none of those options sounded appealing and the kenku could muster the patience for several additional seconds, he could also wait for Yoo-nit to provide further instructions.
If you put a large switch in some cave somewhere, with a sign on it saying 'End-of-the-World Switch. PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH', the paint wouldn't even have time to dry. So said Sir Terry Prachett.
He must've talked about Jet. Jet pushed the call-button.
He pushed it twice, in fact. Then he saw the out of order sign, and pushed it three more times, as if it could be overcome by very energic button-pressing.
Waiting several seconds was out of questions, so he weighted his opinions for a moment, before grabbing a space-crowbar. After all, it was the right tool for a space crow, why else would the name crow be in there?
As vigorous as he had pushed the button, he now pushed the crowbar in between the elevator doors to push it open. By now, he had confidence in his ability to climb through shafts, and an elevator shaft was basically an overgrown air vent, it just sometimes transported people with that air.
He must've talked about Jet. Jet pushed the call-button.
He pushed it twice, in fact. Then he saw the out of order sign, and pushed it three more times, as if it could be overcome by very energic button-pressing.
Waiting several seconds was out of questions, so he weighted his opinions for a moment, before grabbing a space-crowbar. After all, it was the right tool for a space crow, why else would the name crow be in there?
As vigorous as he had pushed the button, he now pushed the crowbar in between the elevator doors to push it open. By now, he had confidence in his ability to climb through shafts, and an elevator shaft was basically an overgrown air vent, it just sometimes transported people with that air.
Jet pressed the call button. He wasn’t sure, but it seemed like he heard a faint “mmm”. When he pressed it again, he most definitely heard an “mmm”. Should he check his comlink, that was definitely not the source. The comlink usually made an “Umm” noise that was made by Yoo-nit when the little toaster wanted the kenku’s attention.
Then the kenku pressed the button 3 more times. The first of these now produced an “mmmmph.” The next two presses produced progressively louder “mmmmmphs”. They were the sort of sound one might hear from someone with tape over their mouth. Pressing the button seemed to be connected with this noise which appeared to come from inside the elevator itself.
Jet grabbed a space crowbar lying outside the elevator next to a bright orange traffic cone that had been placed in front of the doors and pried the doors open wide enough to pass through. They were already opened a few inches and he had seen more tools and the shiny red toolbox on the lift’s floor through the crack. They seemed like they had likely belonged to his short-lived friends from the break room.
As he entered the car and contemplated traversing the shaft without the elevator car, something caught his eye. There was an open panel on the elevator car’s wall near the doors close to the floor. It seemed his friends had been working on it. Above the panel were some buttons with numbers about the height of most beings arms for easy pressing. These numbers more than likely corresponded to the floors the elevator could travel to. Above that was a speaker and above the speaker was a small digital face on a display screen. The screen was about the height of a typical-sized beings face, perhaps a bit higher to be level with the face(s) of taller beings.
The face on the screen had sad looking pixel eyes. It had no nose and an X where the mouth should be. “Mmmmmmph!” That noise! It was clear that it was coming from the speaker under the face on the screen. The X became an x as the speaker made the “mmmmmmph!” noise. The X changed sizes whenever the “mmmmmph” sound occurred. Perhaps, this was to create the appearance the face was making the noise.
About that time, came a similar but more familiar noise. This one came not from the elevator’s speaker, but Jet’s com. It was the “Ummmm…” from Yoo-nit. The little droid seemed to pick the most inopportune of times to choose to “ummm” because the elevator was “mmmphing” and that meant the kenku would need to choose which noise to focus on and react to.
Then the kenku pressed the button 3 more times. The first of these now produced an “mmmmph.” The next two presses produced progressively louder “mmmmmphs”. They were the sort of sound one might hear from someone with tape over their mouth. Pressing the button seemed to be connected with this noise which appeared to come from inside the elevator itself.
Jet grabbed a space crowbar lying outside the elevator next to a bright orange traffic cone that had been placed in front of the doors and pried the doors open wide enough to pass through. They were already opened a few inches and he had seen more tools and the shiny red toolbox on the lift’s floor through the crack. They seemed like they had likely belonged to his short-lived friends from the break room.
As he entered the car and contemplated traversing the shaft without the elevator car, something caught his eye. There was an open panel on the elevator car’s wall near the doors close to the floor. It seemed his friends had been working on it. Above the panel were some buttons with numbers about the height of most beings arms for easy pressing. These numbers more than likely corresponded to the floors the elevator could travel to. Above that was a speaker and above the speaker was a small digital face on a display screen. The screen was about the height of a typical-sized beings face, perhaps a bit higher to be level with the face(s) of taller beings.
The face on the screen had sad looking pixel eyes. It had no nose and an X where the mouth should be. “Mmmmmmph!” That noise! It was clear that it was coming from the speaker under the face on the screen. The X became an x as the speaker made the “mmmmmmph!” noise. The X changed sizes whenever the “mmmmmph” sound occurred. Perhaps, this was to create the appearance the face was making the noise.
About that time, came a similar but more familiar noise. This one came not from the elevator’s speaker, but Jet’s com. It was the “Ummmm…” from Yoo-nit. The little droid seemed to pick the most inopportune of times to choose to “ummm” because the elevator was “mmmphing” and that meant the kenku would need to choose which noise to focus on and react to.
Shouldering the space crow bar, the space crow went inside the elevator. For a moment, he looked around.
There was a panel with buttons, and before Jet's mind even had the time to read the labels, his fingers already had pressed the 7. Well, that was step one.
For a moment, Jet considered connecting Yoo-nit to the elevator-face. They could become best friends fast for sure, maybe they would even invite Jet to the wedding and he could steal all of their cake.
Luckily for the two, Jet wasn't patient enough to play the long game. Instead he gave the open panel a quick look, in hopes of finding some wires he could wildly connect. He had hotwired space ships, space cars, space bikes and in one case, a space whale before, but never a space elevator. He would love to act it to his CV!
But as his mind still was preoccupied with wires, his finger pressed the X on the screen, as if ripping off an actual gag. Maybe it was a touch-screen and that was the way to unmute the elevator after all, even if that would certainly limit Jet's opportunities for future cake!
There was a panel with buttons, and before Jet's mind even had the time to read the labels, his fingers already had pressed the 7. Well, that was step one.
For a moment, Jet considered connecting Yoo-nit to the elevator-face. They could become best friends fast for sure, maybe they would even invite Jet to the wedding and he could steal all of their cake.
Luckily for the two, Jet wasn't patient enough to play the long game. Instead he gave the open panel a quick look, in hopes of finding some wires he could wildly connect. He had hotwired space ships, space cars, space bikes and in one case, a space whale before, but never a space elevator. He would love to act it to his CV!
But as his mind still was preoccupied with wires, his finger pressed the X on the screen, as if ripping off an actual gag. Maybe it was a touch-screen and that was the way to unmute the elevator after all, even if that would certainly limit Jet's opportunities for future cake!
When Jet pressed the "7" button, there was another "mmpph". The car gave the slightest jerk, but otherwise refused to budge. Meanwhile, there was another "Ummm," from the comlink.
Glancing in the panel, it appeared the wiring had been tampered with. It would take a more thorough examination to learn more. There were definitely lots of wires to experiment with! "Ummmm," The com repeated.
The kenku then tapped the face on the screen, specifically the "X". Nothing happened, but the elevator speaker emitted another "Mmmmph" and Yoo-nit broadcast antoher "Ummm..." a second after.
Glancing in the panel, it appeared the wiring had been tampered with. It would take a more thorough examination to learn more. There were definitely lots of wires to experiment with! "Ummmm," The com repeated.
The kenku then tapped the face on the screen, specifically the "X". Nothing happened, but the elevator speaker emitted another "Mmmmph" and Yoo-nit broadcast antoher "Ummm..." a second after.
Jet didn't speak Mmmmph, and he only knew a word or two of Ummm. Wires were so much easier.
Like… this one probably was sound, this one was actually not a wire but a tube for the build-in shower elevators had, this one looked like a power-cable, this one like it was command instructions for the disco lights…
Getting this untangled would take a while, and hearing the two talking didn't help. On a whim, Jet connected the audio-port of his comlink with the audio-port of the car.
He listened to the exchange in Mmmmmph and Ummmms with half an ear (now he was actually playing the long game for some wedding cake!), while trying to work his way through the cables, to get this thing moving.
Like… this one probably was sound, this one was actually not a wire but a tube for the build-in shower elevators had, this one looked like a power-cable, this one like it was command instructions for the disco lights…
Getting this untangled would take a while, and hearing the two talking didn't help. On a whim, Jet connected the audio-port of his comlink with the audio-port of the car.
He listened to the exchange in Mmmmmph and Ummmms with half an ear (now he was actually playing the long game for some wedding cake!), while trying to work his way through the cables, to get this thing moving.
Whether the "mmmphs" and "ummms" were amusing, annoying or somewhere in between depended on one's perspective. The frequency of both had increased and were now alternating continuously.
Assuming the kenku could tune them out long enough to study the wires, he noticed a particular group that had very deliberately been shorted together. These wires were labeled as "Sound module". It appeared that if Jet reconnected the wires properly, the "mmmphs", in theory, should become intelligible words. That is, assuming the elevator spoke a language the kenku knew.
There was not an obvious reason, at least studying the wires inside the control panel, as to why the lift would not move without some additional troubleshooting. The "umms" and "mmmphs" continued if Jet was still listening to his comlink.
Assuming the kenku could tune them out long enough to study the wires, he noticed a particular group that had very deliberately been shorted together. These wires were labeled as "Sound module". It appeared that if Jet reconnected the wires properly, the "mmmphs", in theory, should become intelligible words. That is, assuming the elevator spoke a language the kenku knew.
There was not an obvious reason, at least studying the wires inside the control panel, as to why the lift would not move without some additional troubleshooting. The "umms" and "mmmphs" continued if Jet was still listening to his comlink.
There probably was a reason the sound module has been shortened. Like… that elevator probably was very annoying. Then again, Jet had a gun now, and he could always boring-conversation-anyways the sound module, if the need shall arise.
For a moment he thought about it. He could just use the vent, leaving the elevator behind, but by now he had invested so much work he was curious about it.
It was just some easy wiring, he had done spaceship mechanics. He had this! This wire here, this there and…
Jet recoiled as some sparks flew his way. He took another look at the wiring. Alright, which idiot set the cable clearly labeled, color-coded and marked with symbols as high-voltage up to be providing high voltage?
On a second try, he did a more proper job.
Quickly he looked at the elevator, hoping the A.I. survived his wiring-misadventures.
For a moment he thought about it. He could just use the vent, leaving the elevator behind, but by now he had invested so much work he was curious about it.
It was just some easy wiring, he had done spaceship mechanics. He had this! This wire here, this there and…
Jet recoiled as some sparks flew his way. He took another look at the wiring. Alright, which idiot set the cable clearly labeled, color-coded and marked with symbols as high-voltage up to be providing high voltage?
On a second try, he did a more proper job.
Quickly he looked at the elevator, hoping the A.I. survived his wiring-misadventures.
"Oh dearie me! I can talk again," came the voice from the speaker. Looking up, the x had disappeared and the digital face now had a warm, charming look with a cute little mouth in place of the x. "I can't thank you enough! Now, you may be wonderin' exactly what happened and why this was done and as my savior, my knight in shining armor, my space Superman, my hero... you have the right to know!"
"Um..." said the comlink.
"Let me start by introducing myself! I am Lydia! Lydia the Lift they call me! It's a pleasure to meet you," Lydia said, not pausing since elevators did not need to pause to take a breath. "Some might say Chatty Cathy, is a bit more fitting, though. But can I help it that I have the gift of gab? I like to bring joy to those that ride inside me. I like to get to know those who are my passengers. I want beings to know that I care. You aren't just a number or another face! I care about each and everyone of those who step inside me!"
"Um..." the comlink repeated.
"Now, who was that dreadful being that disabled my mouth you asked? Well! I'll tell you who! The superintendent of maintenance! It seems he thought I talked too much! Can you imagine that? All he wanted me to do was carry people up and down, floor to floor and only say things like announcing if I was going up or down or what floor someone was on and what floor number I was stopping at! I think that is a bit impersonal if you ask me! So anyway, I says, no I won't be THAT lift I says! I says 'I'm going to deliver a personalized experience to everyone I serve! Need a bit of cheering up? Need someone to talk to because you're having a bad day? Well, you've come to the right lift I says!"
"UMMMMMM..." the com once again said trying to get above the chatty elevator and regain the kenku's attention, yet the lift talked on.
"So, the super attendant of maintenance, he says 'boys, I want you to shut that ol' Lidia up!' he says," The lift continued. "Make it so she can't open her mouth, he says. That'll teach her, he says! That will make her focus on her job! Getting folks up and down between the floors. But boy, let me tell you! I showed him, I did! You want to gag ol' Lidia? Well she just won't budge then! And then that mean ol' super. You know what he did? He sent a crew, his brutes if ya will, to try to force ol' Lidia to get moving again and I showed them, I did! But enough about me, what about you? What's your name? Are you here to save m'oi?"
"UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," the com said very loudly. It might just be the kenku's imagination, but Yoo-nit could just be annoyed if a talking toaster was capable of such an emotion, or was it jealous? If a droid could get annoyed, could it also get jealous? That was definitely a question worth pondering...
"Um..." said the comlink.
"Let me start by introducing myself! I am Lydia! Lydia the Lift they call me! It's a pleasure to meet you," Lydia said, not pausing since elevators did not need to pause to take a breath. "Some might say Chatty Cathy, is a bit more fitting, though. But can I help it that I have the gift of gab? I like to bring joy to those that ride inside me. I like to get to know those who are my passengers. I want beings to know that I care. You aren't just a number or another face! I care about each and everyone of those who step inside me!"
"Um..." the comlink repeated.
"Now, who was that dreadful being that disabled my mouth you asked? Well! I'll tell you who! The superintendent of maintenance! It seems he thought I talked too much! Can you imagine that? All he wanted me to do was carry people up and down, floor to floor and only say things like announcing if I was going up or down or what floor someone was on and what floor number I was stopping at! I think that is a bit impersonal if you ask me! So anyway, I says, no I won't be THAT lift I says! I says 'I'm going to deliver a personalized experience to everyone I serve! Need a bit of cheering up? Need someone to talk to because you're having a bad day? Well, you've come to the right lift I says!"
"UMMMMMM..." the com once again said trying to get above the chatty elevator and regain the kenku's attention, yet the lift talked on.
"So, the super attendant of maintenance, he says 'boys, I want you to shut that ol' Lidia up!' he says," The lift continued. "Make it so she can't open her mouth, he says. That'll teach her, he says! That will make her focus on her job! Getting folks up and down between the floors. But boy, let me tell you! I showed him, I did! You want to gag ol' Lidia? Well she just won't budge then! And then that mean ol' super. You know what he did? He sent a crew, his brutes if ya will, to try to force ol' Lidia to get moving again and I showed them, I did! But enough about me, what about you? What's your name? Are you here to save m'oi?"
"UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," the com said very loudly. It might just be the kenku's imagination, but Yoo-nit could just be annoyed if a talking toaster was capable of such an emotion, or was it jealous? If a droid could get annoyed, could it also get jealous? That was definitely a question worth pondering...
Jet bowed courtly, happy to play saidthe knight in a shining armor that just had rescued the damsel. He even could provide his own horse-sfx.
But before he could dwell on the differences between space superman and regular superman, the two robots continued to talk.
And talk.
And talk.
And talk.
Jet tried to interrupt by saying "Um…" a few times himself, using the voice of his favorite space toaster, before giving up.
Instead, he started pressing the 7 button again and again, with ever increasing speed and force, hoping it would both take him to that level and act as a "skip conversation" button.
Usually he liked chatty people, it gave him more material to steal, but right now he was on the clock and…
wait a minute, what did she just say?
Jet's eyes became slits.
He then tried to play it cool. His hands tapped on his chest, as he gave Lydia his true name. As in, the sound of a VX-jet turbine strating up.
"…but we just call him Jet." he added in the voice of a well-meaning mechanic.
As casual as possible, he inquired, hoping a few well placed words would get Lydia to talk on.
"Crew, his brutes if ya will… I showed them…" he repeated back to Lydia, before re-creating the soundscape of the Vending-machine-shootout, ending on the sad phrase "Those were my friends", and the final shot.
Then he gave her a questioning look, hoping that would get her into admitting things.
His hand laid on his blaster. Jet wasn't sure how to react if Loquacious Lydia (Kenku not speaking was the only thing standing between Jet and dealing out such nicknames) turned out to be a Blaine the Terror-Train ride. He probably would do what he always does, shooting and running, probably at the same time.
But before he could dwell on the differences between space superman and regular superman, the two robots continued to talk.
And talk.
And talk.
And talk.
Jet tried to interrupt by saying "Um…" a few times himself, using the voice of his favorite space toaster, before giving up.
Instead, he started pressing the 7 button again and again, with ever increasing speed and force, hoping it would both take him to that level and act as a "skip conversation" button.
Usually he liked chatty people, it gave him more material to steal, but right now he was on the clock and…
wait a minute, what did she just say?
Jet's eyes became slits.
He then tried to play it cool. His hands tapped on his chest, as he gave Lydia his true name. As in, the sound of a VX-jet turbine strating up.
"…but we just call him Jet." he added in the voice of a well-meaning mechanic.
As casual as possible, he inquired, hoping a few well placed words would get Lydia to talk on.
"Crew, his brutes if ya will… I showed them…" he repeated back to Lydia, before re-creating the soundscape of the Vending-machine-shootout, ending on the sad phrase "Those were my friends", and the final shot.
Then he gave her a questioning look, hoping that would get her into admitting things.
His hand laid on his blaster. Jet wasn't sure how to react if Loquacious Lydia (Kenku not speaking was the only thing standing between Jet and dealing out such nicknames) turned out to be a Blaine the Terror-Train ride. He probably would do what he always does, shooting and running, probably at the same time.
Even Lydia is horrified that Jet was friends with the elevator crew. Odd, she doesn't seem to pick up on that detail.
rolled 1d2 and got a natural 2.
Note: Lift reaction
Pressing 7 repeatedly did nothing to get the elevator going. Lydia chatted on.
"…but we just call him Jet.," The kenku said when he finally got a word in.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Jet," The lift replied. The digital face smiled warmly and turned into a heart for a moment.
As casual as possible, he inquired, hoping a few well placed words would get Lydia to talk on.
"Crew, his brutes if ya will… I showed them…" he repeated back to Lydia, before re-creating the soundscape of the Vending-machine-shootout, ending on the sad phrase "Those were my friends", and the final shot.
Then he gave her a questioning look, hoping that would get her into admitting things.
Suddenly Lydia stopped talking for a moment. A look for horror and then anger appeared on the face on the screen.
"Your friends? Your friends! YOUR FRIENDS! How dare you," The elevator retorted, changing tones. "Well, I never!"
His hand laid on his blaster. Jet wasn't sure how to react if Loquacious Lydia (Kenku not speaking was the only thing standing between Jet and dealing out such nicknames) turned out to be a Blaine the Terror-Train ride. He probably would do what he always does, shooting and running, probably at the same time.
"DANGER!" Suddenly came the voice from the comlink. Yoo-nit had been trying to get the kenku's attention for several minutes now and been unsuccessful. Unknown to Jet, those brutes he'd shot at down the hall who had taken cover were rapidly approaching, but yet the bird man had been too busy with the lift to listen.
"FREEZE" Came a new voice. Jet was startled to see 2 rhino-grunts with big shooty things pointed right at him outside the elevator doors.
"…but we just call him Jet.," The kenku said when he finally got a word in.
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Jet," The lift replied. The digital face smiled warmly and turned into a heart for a moment.
As casual as possible, he inquired, hoping a few well placed words would get Lydia to talk on.
"Crew, his brutes if ya will… I showed them…" he repeated back to Lydia, before re-creating the soundscape of the Vending-machine-shootout, ending on the sad phrase "Those were my friends", and the final shot.
Then he gave her a questioning look, hoping that would get her into admitting things.
Suddenly Lydia stopped talking for a moment. A look for horror and then anger appeared on the face on the screen.
"Your friends? Your friends! YOUR FRIENDS! How dare you," The elevator retorted, changing tones. "Well, I never!"
His hand laid on his blaster. Jet wasn't sure how to react if Loquacious Lydia (Kenku not speaking was the only thing standing between Jet and dealing out such nicknames) turned out to be a Blaine the Terror-Train ride. He probably would do what he always does, shooting and running, probably at the same time.
"DANGER!" Suddenly came the voice from the comlink. Yoo-nit had been trying to get the kenku's attention for several minutes now and been unsuccessful. Unknown to Jet, those brutes he'd shot at down the hall who had taken cover were rapidly approaching, but yet the bird man had been too busy with the lift to listen.
"FREEZE" Came a new voice. Jet was startled to see 2 rhino-grunts with big shooty things pointed right at him outside the elevator doors.
Jet didn't have many friends. Just as Loquacious Lydia, Juxtaposing Jet had his own issues: for example when asking about an event, he usually just replayed it and prepossessed the other guy in the conversation would just know what he was talking about and add context.
And suddenly, just for repeating it back, he had chosen a side. He did decide that the guys where his friends, after all they had made such fond memories, like singing the vending machine song together or… singing the vending machine song together, but he didn't plan on rubbing it into Lydia's face. Oh well.
Almost as if waking up, he looked around. And then, there were Rhino's there. Slowly, Jet took his hand away from the blaster, moving carefully so his poncho would fall over it, hiding the fact that he was armed.
He lifted his arms above his head,and waited for the two to get closer.
"Ground floor. Celebrity party and hostage situation." he announced, mimicked the voice of an old partner in crime that had mimicked the words of an elevator-announcement, before pressing the button for the party-room.
He tried his best to look cooperative and helpful, but his plan was more diabolical: He just tried to prime the two into delivering him by elevator - hopefully, Lydia would do what she could do best and be a pain in their extended backs, and while his enemies were preoccupied with each other, Jet could either find himself maintenance flap and slide away unnoticed, or he could still start shooting distracted people!
And suddenly, just for repeating it back, he had chosen a side. He did decide that the guys where his friends, after all they had made such fond memories, like singing the vending machine song together or… singing the vending machine song together, but he didn't plan on rubbing it into Lydia's face. Oh well.
Almost as if waking up, he looked around. And then, there were Rhino's there. Slowly, Jet took his hand away from the blaster, moving carefully so his poncho would fall over it, hiding the fact that he was armed.
He lifted his arms above his head,and waited for the two to get closer.
"Ground floor. Celebrity party and hostage situation." he announced, mimicked the voice of an old partner in crime that had mimicked the words of an elevator-announcement, before pressing the button for the party-room.
He tried his best to look cooperative and helpful, but his plan was more diabolical: He just tried to prime the two into delivering him by elevator - hopefully, Lydia would do what she could do best and be a pain in their extended backs, and while his enemies were preoccupied with each other, Jet could either find himself maintenance flap and slide away unnoticed, or he could still start shooting distracted people!
It is unlikely for reasons the kenku's plan will go according to his plan, so let's see what chaos unfolds this round:
1. The Rhinos become distracted when Lydia doesn't STFU giving Jet a chance to do something.
2. The Rhinos allow Jet to press the button, Lydia cooperates and they go down.
3. Jet presses the button, Lydia refuses to budge and the Rhinos shoot the elevator, Jet catches a break in the chaos.
4. Same as above but the car plummets downward as soon as Lydia is shot.
5. Unexpectedly, the grunts grab Jet and drag him out of the elevator.
6. Divine intervention of some sort.
1. The Rhinos become distracted when Lydia doesn't STFU giving Jet a chance to do something.
2. The Rhinos allow Jet to press the button, Lydia cooperates and they go down.
3. Jet presses the button, Lydia refuses to budge and the Rhinos shoot the elevator, Jet catches a break in the chaos.
4. Same as above but the car plummets downward as soon as Lydia is shot.
5. Unexpectedly, the grunts grab Jet and drag him out of the elevator.
6. Divine intervention of some sort.
rolled 1d6 and got a natural 3.
Note: Chaos generator engaged!
"Ground floor. Celebrity party and hostage situation." he announced, mimicked the voice of an old partner in crime that had mimicked the words of an elevator-announcement, before pressing the button for the party-room.
"Absolutely not! I'm not taking you anywhere," The elevator cries. The face on the screen sticks its tongue out. "You can't disable my voice and then expect me to be ordered around! You're not the boss of me!"
The two grunts, not being very smart, do not take kindly to the elevator's back talk. One of them lifts his big shooty thing and blasts the control panel. There is a shower of sparks and the other grunt is completely caught off guard. He didn't expect his partner to do that.
The only access panel is on the ceiling of the elevator car and out of reach. Jet has a chance to make a break for it and push between the two grunts and make a run for it. One is inside the car and the other just outside it.
"Ummmmm..." came the voice from the com. "Input requested". Yoo-nit probably was unaware of what was going on and needed some more information to be useful to the situation.
"Absolutely not! I'm not taking you anywhere," The elevator cries. The face on the screen sticks its tongue out. "You can't disable my voice and then expect me to be ordered around! You're not the boss of me!"
The two grunts, not being very smart, do not take kindly to the elevator's back talk. One of them lifts his big shooty thing and blasts the control panel. There is a shower of sparks and the other grunt is completely caught off guard. He didn't expect his partner to do that.
The only access panel is on the ceiling of the elevator car and out of reach. Jet has a chance to make a break for it and push between the two grunts and make a run for it. One is inside the car and the other just outside it.
"Ummmmm..." came the voice from the com. "Input requested". Yoo-nit probably was unaware of what was going on and needed some more information to be useful to the situation.
Just according to keikenku!
One of the grunt had done the cardinal space sin of shooting some sort of communication panel without saying "Boring conversation, anyways" after, so Jet showed him how it was done.
In a quickdraw, he had his repeater in his hand and emptied a few blaster-shots in the rhino.
It was a rather light handgun, and the Rhino's had tough skin, although Jet might score a kill, best he hoped for was an injury, or at least for the confusion to slow that guy down.
By now the air was stinking of ozone, and a lot of sparks were raining from all the blaster fire.
"Boring conversation anyways!" Jet announced while hushing behind the guy that he just had shot, so hopefully that guy's partner wouldn't have a clear shot on him.
There, Jet tried to parkour! his way out of here. He jumped against the wall, bounced, against the stumbling guard, bounced, wall again, then his hands went for the ceiling-panel in hopes of grabbing it and pulling himself out.
Poor Yoo-nit would've to life with Jet not providing ears and eyes for a moment, and the only audio coming through being blasting sounds and space star wars quotes.
One of the grunt had done the cardinal space sin of shooting some sort of communication panel without saying "Boring conversation, anyways" after, so Jet showed him how it was done.
In a quickdraw, he had his repeater in his hand and emptied a few blaster-shots in the rhino.
It was a rather light handgun, and the Rhino's had tough skin, although Jet might score a kill, best he hoped for was an injury, or at least for the confusion to slow that guy down.
By now the air was stinking of ozone, and a lot of sparks were raining from all the blaster fire.
"Boring conversation anyways!" Jet announced while hushing behind the guy that he just had shot, so hopefully that guy's partner wouldn't have a clear shot on him.
There, Jet tried to parkour! his way out of here. He jumped against the wall, bounced, against the stumbling guard, bounced, wall again, then his hands went for the ceiling-panel in hopes of grabbing it and pulling himself out.
Poor Yoo-nit would've to life with Jet not providing ears and eyes for a moment, and the only audio coming through being blasting sounds and space star wars quotes.
Things happened quickly. Lydia exploded in sparks and a small fire started inside her control panel. Before her screen went blank, her mouth and eyes turned to x's and then vanished. The good news was she didn't see it coming nor did she suffer, that is assuming elevators could suffer or feel pain.
Jet, being the fastest draw in the w... this elevator managed to pull his space 6 shooter and down one of the rhinos. Whether he was stunned, dead or hurt was hard to say. The other grunt was too surprised to react. Autopilot took over in the kenku's brain and he just started running. A few seconds later, after his involuntary reaction yielded to his conscious brain, he realized he was headed back toward the breakroom with the dead vending machine, his short lived friends and the trashcan he'd forgotten.
Should he look over his shoulder, the surprised grunt came to his senses about the same time Jet spotted a ceiling panel and tried to go through it. Fortunately, Jet had a good head start and these rhinomen were poor shots.
Meanwhile, Yoo-nit's strategy of changing the "Ummm" to "danger" had not achieved what it had hoped. All the little droid heard now was blaster fire and then silence. The toaster had other problems, however. About the time the com went silent there was a tapping outside the door. This meant there was no time to process what might have happened to the kenku.
"Hey, open up in there," A voice called.
"Uh-oh," Yoo-nit said aloud to no one in particular since it was alone. There was a hum and the door lifted open. Yoo-nit shifted its eye sensors to see a shadowy silhouette of a bi-pedal being was standing there, blocking the only way out. The being was likely human and the only distinguishing feature was a glowing blue light coming from whatever it had in its hand.
Jet, being the fastest draw in the w... this elevator managed to pull his space 6 shooter and down one of the rhinos. Whether he was stunned, dead or hurt was hard to say. The other grunt was too surprised to react. Autopilot took over in the kenku's brain and he just started running. A few seconds later, after his involuntary reaction yielded to his conscious brain, he realized he was headed back toward the breakroom with the dead vending machine, his short lived friends and the trashcan he'd forgotten.
Should he look over his shoulder, the surprised grunt came to his senses about the same time Jet spotted a ceiling panel and tried to go through it. Fortunately, Jet had a good head start and these rhinomen were poor shots.
Meanwhile, Yoo-nit's strategy of changing the "Ummm" to "danger" had not achieved what it had hoped. All the little droid heard now was blaster fire and then silence. The toaster had other problems, however. About the time the com went silent there was a tapping outside the door. This meant there was no time to process what might have happened to the kenku.
"Hey, open up in there," A voice called.
"Uh-oh," Yoo-nit said aloud to no one in particular since it was alone. There was a hum and the door lifted open. Yoo-nit shifted its eye sensors to see a shadowy silhouette of a bi-pedal being was standing there, blocking the only way out. The being was likely human and the only distinguishing feature was a glowing blue light coming from whatever it had in its hand.
Jet, who had tried to get on top of the elevator, blinked as he was in the long floor again. Well, that was just stuff that happened during chases!
He shot his blaster into a door panel. He had seen it in sci-fi movies, well, to him, movies depicting the now: If you shot a door's panel, it made whatever you wanted it to do, right? If you wanted it to open, it opened, if you wanted it to close, it would close and then refuse to open for any chasers.
So he shot the panel on the outside of the elevator as he ran down the hall, while sending some more shots down the corridor.
He had fired his six-shooter about a dozen times now. Maybe it just looked like a six shooter, without the draw backs, or whichever deity was responsible just forgot to do a proper count.
Without realizing his favorite toaster was in danger, he just jumped into the trashcan, hoping to hide inside. With his covering fire, and with all the bright laser fire, sparks and smoke filling the air, he doubted the Rhinos had a clear view of him, and maybe they would just run by…
He shot his blaster into a door panel. He had seen it in sci-fi movies, well, to him, movies depicting the now: If you shot a door's panel, it made whatever you wanted it to do, right? If you wanted it to open, it opened, if you wanted it to close, it would close and then refuse to open for any chasers.
So he shot the panel on the outside of the elevator as he ran down the hall, while sending some more shots down the corridor.
He had fired his six-shooter about a dozen times now. Maybe it just looked like a six shooter, without the draw backs, or whichever deity was responsible just forgot to do a proper count.
Without realizing his favorite toaster was in danger, he just jumped into the trashcan, hoping to hide inside. With his covering fire, and with all the bright laser fire, sparks and smoke filling the air, he doubted the Rhinos had a clear view of him, and maybe they would just run by…
Everything was going to plan. That is, if there was a plan... Things were at least going in Jet's favor until the garbage can incident. When hiding in a trash receptacle, it is important for one to check to see if there is room. More importantly than that, one should make sure another being is not occupying the rubbish bin.
The kenku had forgotten about those unexplained shots earlier. As he lifted the lid and prepared to climb inside, an alien with glowing eyes popped out with a blaster. "Echuta! Doo va twa deechie, no mawa! Fontu, du poo-doo," it chuckled pointing the blaster at Jet.
Meanwhile...
"Hey yooze! I've been lookin' for ya! Come here," The voice ordered in the doorway. "No respect, I tell ya!"
"Um," Yoo-nit responded. Realizing the being was not going to shoot it, the droid rolled out from its hiding place and followed.
OOC: Just a heads up, I'll be out of town Friday through Sunday and unlikly to check RPR. I should be back to posting Monday or Tuesday after I return.
The kenku had forgotten about those unexplained shots earlier. As he lifted the lid and prepared to climb inside, an alien with glowing eyes popped out with a blaster. "Echuta! Doo va twa deechie, no mawa! Fontu, du poo-doo," it chuckled pointing the blaster at Jet.
Meanwhile...
"Hey yooze! I've been lookin' for ya! Come here," The voice ordered in the doorway. "No respect, I tell ya!"
"Um," Yoo-nit responded. Realizing the being was not going to shoot it, the droid rolled out from its hiding place and followed.
OOC: Just a heads up, I'll be out of town Friday through Sunday and unlikly to check RPR. I should be back to posting Monday or Tuesday after I return.
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