randomplaces | ANH 'verse. Bespin Station. Jailbreak!

Smokescreen walks seemingly absent alongside the Autotroopers escorting Arcee down the hall, the officer among them still holding Arcee after sounds of gunfire from behind forced the officer to restrain her.

Although the gunfire sounded a few minutes ago, the air still felt tense among the Imperials.

So it is no wonder that all of the Imperials snap to attention when a CLANG! suddenly resounds from the direction they had come.

The officer's face quickly turns from a serious frown to bored when he sees the cause of the commotion, and he sneers, "Walls jumping out in front of you, Baron Administrator?"

Smokescreen, meanwhile, sheepishly rubs his face after peeling himself from the wall he had run into. "Heh, heh. Whoops. I must have missed a maintenance check," he replies, cheerfully, patting the wall so that the thunk! thunk! of his hand against the metal echoes down the hall.

"Uh huh," the officer replies with force civility that failed to conceal how stupid he thought the other bot was as he points two fingers in the direction they were heading in before they were so rudely interrupted. The message is clear: Ignore the clown and keep moving.

One Autotrooper, however, does not move right away, staring at Smokescreen blankly as is the Autotrooper way but still managing to be clearly skeptical.

"He's done this before," comes the hushed and quick explanation from another 'Trooper. "Ignore him."

There are no further incidents once they start moving again. At one point, the Imperial officer appears to have received a silent communication because he relaxes and lets Arcee walk free--if still escorted by the Autotroopers. He also shoots Smokescreen a smug and taunting look, as if he just figured out what Smokescreen had been attempting with the running into the wall and knew that the message he figures Smokescreen tried to send would now never reach Hot Shot.

As if to confirm the officer's suspicions, Smokescreen merely frowns worriedly in reply.

Soon, the group begins to head for a large intersection of several hallways, brightly lit, with large vent grates positioned high between the hallway entrances. A few creaks and pops can be heard, which go largely unnoticed as the group walks towards the intersection.

What happens once all are in the intersection, however, does not go unnoticed.

The vents overhead burst open, shapes emerging from the vents before anyone can really react and falling upon the Autotroopers like pouring rain, the sudden attack disorienting the Autotroopers even further.

But in the next instant, it's all over, and the Minicons from the vents stand triumphantly on the shoulders of the Autotroopers as the Autotroopers themselves are surrounded by armed mechs from the station's own security force.

Smokescreen walks over and shoves the Imperial officer in the direction of one of the guards, who proceeds to restrain and handcuff the officer. The officer, managing to recover from the shock of the sudden ambush slightly, shoots Smokescreen a dark look to which Smokescreen responds by waving his arms in a kind of carefree "what can you do?" shrug, his eyes shining with quiet and momentary smugness. Smokescreen then proceeds to disarm the Autotroopers as most of the Minicons jump back to the shoulders of the security team.

Smokescreen does not seem to skip a beat as three other Minicons jump and hold onto Smokescreen's back armor while he makes his rounds.

Smokescreen gives most of the guns to extra guards before turning to speak to the mech who appears to be in charge of the guards. "Take them to the South security tower, and keep it--"

He does not get a chance to go further.

"Death to the Empire!" comes the enthusiastic shout in Basic from one of the security team's Minicons.

Shh! comes the unison beeping as the closest Minicon hits the troublemaker upside the head and gives him a 'what the heck is wrong with you!?!' look.

"Quiet," Smokescreen finishes. "We don't want this to get out." Smokescreen gives the trouble-making Minicon a warning look.

The head security mech nods in understanding, and he has soon ushered the other guards and their Imperial prisoners down the hall.

One of the Minicons who had grabbed onto Smokescreen's back now sits on one of his shoulders, looking down the way the prisoners went until they're out of sight. [Liftor's with The Silver Lining. He'll met up with us once we take care of business.]

Smokescreen nods slowly as he moves to hand Arcee one of the remaining guns in his hand. Footsteps can be heard coming from one of the other hallways.

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Kia gives a little cry at the lurch, but then she doesn't seem to notice the exchange that follows. Instead, she's staring at the wall with wide, startled eyes as Murphy does the same.

//Random,// she says softly over closed comms. //There's someone here.//

Despite the tense situation, being able to hear Kia again makes Random so happy.

Random looks to Kia, confused to see she's not moving her mouth until he realized she just commed him. He then looks to see that she is looking at the wall and turns back to her. // What kind of 'someone'? //

//Little,// she replies. //I just heard them crawling out of the floor and into the wall.//

Random pauses, not sure what to do about something in the wall. After a moment he starts to use his limited scanners to see if he can see what Kia is talking about as he as checks to see if there is any panel latches or access places in the area.

Rollbar watches the blue astrotech for a moment, then walks over and pokes him quizzically.

Murphy makes a scoldy finger at the sandy Minicon from where he's once more serving as Kia's hug doll.

Random startles and looks down at Rollbar, having been caught up in trying to find a way to investigate.

He thinks a moment before reaching for a datapad and stylus that had landed on the floor and flips to a blank document. He writes on it and turns it so that Rollbar can see it. Kia heard some~~thing~~one crawling around in the wall.

Meanwhile, from the pit, Liftor is grumbling as he tries to extricate himself from the Falcon's workings.

"Random?" Smokescreen calls from the bridge.

Rollbar reads the pad, and then regards the wall narrowly, obviously listening intently. Then he nods. He hears it too.

Murphy flails a little in Kia's grasp, then pat pats the little femme and looks protective.

"Is everything all right back there?" Smokescreen asks from the bridge, sounding increasingly worried.

Liftor drags himself, still grumbling, out of the pit and onto the same level as the rest of the bots. Before he can say any more, Random shows him the same datapad that he showed Rollbar.

Liftor nods slowly and sends Smokescreen a secure databurst updating him on the situation.

Smokescreen makes no further interruption to the silence.

After a moment, Liftor goes over to a tool box and takes something out of it. He then goes over to the wall, waits a few seconds to be sure of where the sound is coming from, and then he places the tool in a crack in the panel and uses the tool to shock whatever is hiding behind it.

Once that is done, Liftor turns to Random. [Open the panel.]

Not sure that he liked what he just saw, Random hesitantly steps forward to remove the panel.

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The moment the panel's open Rollbar's reached through and yanked out the Minicon who'd been hiding there, a slender white one who is too stunned by the shock from Liftor's tool to do much more than flail weakly. Even that is soon stopped by the application of a comm blocker and liberal amounts of duct tape.

Rollbar holds up his quarry when he's finished. "Imp."

[Now things make a lot more sense.] Liftor shakes his head. [Let's find a place to stick him and tell Smokescreen.] The blue and gray Minicon looks up at Random. [Can you fix the hyperdrive?]

Random shakes himself out of his staring. He was really glad he wasn't the one who did the shocking. He looks into the hole. "I think I see what he did. Yeah."

[Good,] Liftor says. [I'll tell Smokescreen to shut it off from his end and reset the computer. Let us know when you're done.]

"K-kay," Random says, as he puts down the panel and starts the fix.

Liftor nods to Rollbar and leaves the room.

[I think I'll stick him right here.] Rollbar beeps with satisfaction as he sticks the little Imperial spy upside down on the wall next to the open panel. Then he dusts his hands and goes to the cockpit to supervise. Behind him, Kia has shifted Murphy to one arm and is facepalming in perfect imitation of her mentor.

Random looks down briefly at the place Rollbar stuck the Imperial spy, and then pretends he doesn't see and finishes reconnecting the hyperdrive controls.

"F-Fixed!" Random stammers out, as loud as he can get himself go.

A moment later, the ship reenters hyperspace without a hitch.

Random busies himself with the task of reattaching the panel and avoiding looking at the Minicon.

Slender hands join his in the panel reattachment, and when it's done Kia looks up at him with concern. "When's the last time you refueled?"

Random blinks at the addition of the slender hands and looks at her face as he registers her concern. As he does so, he is reminded of how much he loves her.

He also notices that she has gotten better at picking up on things wrong with him.

Now, it was a matter of how to answer her. Does he answer her question? Or does he address her concern?

Of course, the longer he hesitates, the longer she might think that he is going to try to worm out of answering her.

And he doesn't want to do that.

"B-before we left," Random says, quickly. "Before I left Dagobah."

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