The vast vault is lit patchily by the same weird combination of cold luminescence, standard bulkhead lamps, and fires and torches as elsewhere in the derelict. Obviously the ship has nothing like a consistent enough power supply to keep it lit. Yet everything obviously sticks to the "ground." That deck must be carpeted in a system's worth of G-mats.
Zino is usually more comfortable getting to know people when they can't see him in return. This total opposite of anonymity isn't his preferred set up, but there isn't much choice about it now, is there? They'd been friendly so far though, and more importantly, they hadn't scoffed at him for being sure the Force was somehow on his side.
"Cap, it's, ahh, very nice to... To... Make your acquaintance," Zino says taking one respectful step forwards and doing an uncertain kind of half-bow gesture. "You have an impressive, uhm, station... thing... here. The Force must really be with you."
OOC: I'll probably want to do some kind of Empathy roll to get a read on the Cap, but that'll take at least a little interaction I'm sure so I'll save it for now. I'll try to remember in a bit, but if you think of it let me know when that seems appropriate.
Also, I realized I can't edit my character sheet because it's an old post now (of course), so I'm gonna drop a little footer here to keep track of the more fluid stats.
Fate Points: 4 / Stress: Physical 1.2 Mental 1.2.3 KD 1.2 / Consequences: --
The Cap regards you with ancient, bright eyes, and responds in archaic Basic, in a voice as dry and dessicated as his flesh, yet full of authority."Cap," Bav said as took the lead. He managed to keep from stepping forward after he saw the response to Zino's movement.
"We thank your for the hospitality. As we told the leader of the team that found us, the ship were were on was attacked, and we were left stranded with nothing but this cargo and the suits we wear. Even then we weren't safe, because the men who destroyed our employer's ship tried to hunt us down to retrieve it. Only by faking ou deaths hand hiding within the cargo bay of the Dreadnought did we lose them."
"I say this because we are thankful for the safety the Dreadnought provided us, and to the Dreadnoughters for taking is in. I say it also a warning... I'm afraid these men may try to search this hull to look for us. The chance is minute, but they are many and their weapons advanced. We would not wish you or your people to suffer harm because of us."
OOC: this would be a rapport CAA to create the "Respectful Cooperation" aspect. I can roll promos when I get back to my computer or you can do it on your own to move things forward.
The Cap smiles ingratiatingly, but there's a tension in the air, and you can see his guards shifting their positions and coming closer to a ready stance.Bav
The Bimm nodded, pleased that things were proceeding smoothly, at least at the moment. He had half expected the Cap to recognize the container as something from the Dr ewe adnoughters. Perhaps my run of bad luck is finally over.
"We do not yet know all of your ways Cap, but from what we've seen so far I do not think that will be an issue."
The entrepreneur paused for a moment, broaching a subject that may be sensitive, given what he'd heard so far. "I cannot speak for my companions in this regard, but I for one will need to return to the Outside at some point. Just like the Cap takes care of the Dreadnoughters, I too have people I'm responsible for, and they are out there. They are capable and can take care of themselves for now... but I cannot abandon them."