Ranma had to admit the refit so far had some glaring flaws.
He heard the 'fresher door open, and headed for the exit. "Okay, sis. You take care of the girl, and I'll see what can't be done."
Ranko looked over the arriving child and smiled. Oh, dear, this girl was going to have an interesting life ahead of her! "Well, Utena, I'd hug you but I'm filthy. Why don't I get cleaned up, then we can order some sandwiches, and while we're eating I can tell you something about what I'd like you to start learning?"
Utena nodded. Then, tilting her head to one side, asked, "How did you get so dirty?"
Blushing to her eyebrows, Ranko temporized, scrambling for words. "It's, uh... lubricant. I was going over some things with the man who rescued us."
The redheaded Jedi vanished into the bathroom before Utena could ask her next question, which was what kind of machine used fluid like that. It didn't smell like anything from the droids or speeders she knew. So instead the girl shrugged, going over to a panel to see how one ordered food aboard this ship. Her mother's cooking...
Ranko emerged from the 'fresher bare and dripping and only mostly clean to comfort the sobbing girl in the cabin.
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Later, Ranko sat in her nightgown at the door to a darkened room in which slept the child she had rescued in fitful slumber. "What is it, bro? I can't leave her alone very long."
Her brother gave confirmation, his own tussled and unkempt state evidence of how hard he'd been working as he laid down a datapad. "I've found most of the supplies we'll need. It's going to be tricky... and dangerous, but I believe we can get them."
"Well?" She blinked owlishly, needing sleep.
Her brother scratched his chin. "A shipment is on its way to Kuat. It's an Imperial supply convoy, which is why this is going to be tricky. But its got shield generators, ion batteries, tractor beams and ship parts scheduled for the next fifty Imperial Star Destroyers, enough to last our whole production run of smaller Dreadnoughts. Not to mention an ammo supply with bombardment-grade concussion missiles for some of the old Victory class, enough to turn a continent to slag in sufficient numbers, which gives us everything but new turbolasers. Well, and some non-weapon systems are still missing. Our hyperdrives and sensors will be fleet grade, rather than better - and better is what we'll need if we're to be running and hiding from fleet grade vessels. But it's most of what we want, and only lightly guarded. I think if we use the right subterfuge that we can take it."
"How?"
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(Posted Wed, 04 Jun 2003 22:27)
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