Fellowship of the Dice

Mal curses as the targeting computer loses the lock as the ship takes evasive actions. Once Chakossa begins the actions, Mal knows they are going down. The former soldier runs to the gear locker and grabs his survival gear and all of his weapons.

Heading to the cockpit, Mal takes a seat at and begins a scan. "Scanning for crash site-I mean landing site."

The ship lands, its a rough landing but not terrible, some of you have seen worse. You shut down the ship's engines and power down the systems. Some of you gather your gear and open the rear ramp to stand witness to a blizzard of blinding snow and ice. Cover is everywhere, the storm you'd managed to land in the middle of is enough to cloak your landing sight, and Naomi gazes up into the storm and senses nothing.

It seems you may have evaded your hunter.

Once the ship lands, the human stands ready with his blaster rifle, pistol, and combat knife hidden under his all-weather cloak. "It's going to be chilly out here. Grab your cold-weather gear."

The former-soldier then brushes the side of his rifle and ensures his power pack is fully charged. "Let's get moving before we draw any more attention to ourselves."

Muzhy says, "Wait, let's not go rushing out. Our enemy won't be able to see where we landed, so we should have a little time--and we can't see where we're going. Let's see if we can use the ships sensors to give us a sense of the landscape. Or at least call up a map we can use."

He walks to the edge of the ship's ramp and peers out into the storm. "I'll try to see if I can tell if anyone--or anything--is out there." He closes his eyes and reaches out with his hand, using the Force to scan the area for living creatures, with sapients or animals.

The Togruta woman pulls out her own cloak, swathing herself in its somewhat warm embrace as she checks the rest of her gear - and makes especially sure her hidden weapon is safe, but reachable. "Let me help," she adds as Muzhy reaches out with the Force.

Chakossa does a quick system check, then powers down the systems. Finally, he grabs his equipment (which is not a lot) and the black Wookiee also exits, ready to find the town.

Chakossa does a system check, you have time now it seems, so bringing up life support, sensors and diagnostics isn't going to hurt. THE wookie runs through the systems, the engine is blasted pretty badly, and you've lost a lot of fuel, and its still leaking. He shunts what fuel he can from the port tank to the starboard, but you are down a good amount at this point. He makes a list of parts you are going to need, its going to be expensive, and getting them way out here if this storm lasts is going to be a hell of a job. All in all, you look stranded, at least until you can find the parts, afford them, and transport them, and then do the repair work.

Muzhy turns to Naomi. "I don't sense anything out there. Do you?"

Mal lowers his macrobinoculars and slides them into a cargo pocket. "Perimeter secure. As far I can tell."

"No, nothing," Naomi responds. "At least the storm hides us well, for now."