As the Killian Pirates entered the streets in increasing numbers, I instructed two maintenance/repair pit-crew droids to grab their air-brushes and paint cannisters and fix a fashion-emergency to paint the villains in carapace armor in the colors of their enemies, the Void Wolves pirate clan. The plucky little droids headed out to do the deed.
The two pirates in the evil carapace armor were each met by a Jedi who disapproved of Almon D'Joy's blueprints which included a Sith artifact in the center of the chest tempting the wearer to perform angry acts of violence and boosting their ability to do harm.
The closer one succeeded, the further one would take a while to get there. Vanya mentioned on our comms that not only was exploding the dark red crystals of evil with a blaster bolt an unwise choice, but leaving them in place was detrimental to both sides in the combat. Removing it, would be ginger peachy.
I then programmed the droids, using images the one droid had seen of the crystal's mounting, to remove the hazardous material from the citizen and take it away. The Droids truly lived for disassembly of hardware as much as for saving the life of a citizen. They whipped out double hydrospanners, and leaped into action quite very literally.
The closer one, leapt into the fight and skillfully removed the crystal, stepping away to relative safety. The other leapt into the carapace armor, and was flooded with energy of some kind. The first one had a similar problem. Suddenly, they were both offline. I couldn't find them anywhere.
So sad.
One of them came back online, damaged. According to its memory banks, the crystal emitted some hazardous energy. I ordered it a repair spider 'bot for help.
The fight seemed to be going well, so I hacked the Repair Shop at the desert sand ship docks and found they had converted it into a factory, building an AT-ST with a pilot already inside, warming up the engines and the TWO red synthetic crystals.
I announced this to the team, and alerted Rocky Elroad, my fellow Mentat. The two of us quickly formulated a plan to immobilize the AT-ST. Rocky pressed the Send button, and a sub-sonic THUMP could be heard through the ground. Black and red smoke drifted out of the air vents of the distant building.
You're welcome, Chalcedon!
Over the comm channel, I heard a fair amount of "Warning! Evil Black Cloud! Red eyes!"
Combat stress can be hard on anybody.
I helped the City Council broadcast a message to the town with the latest news. The pirates were being repelled, only still holding the repair shop and docks at the east end of the town.
On our comm, I heard something about need for a cybernetic expert. Or any kind of expert. So I decided that was a job for me.
SoZen had removed the unpredictable red crystal and it's odd energy from the captured pirate and his carapace armor. We only had to remove thousands of wires running to each nerve, forming a symbiotic half-metallic life form.
General Kerplokken said over the comms, "Plans are good, but survival is better."
The general and the Jedi had proceeded to the Dock and Dredge Repair Shop where the wicked AT-ST was still under construction, minus it's legs thanks to Yours Truly and Rocky. According to what I heard on our comm channel, the two Jedi made quick work of the evil Sith and his evil flimsies, as I predicted.
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