Last Stand

"Yeah, well..." Ciph scratched at his head again. "Don't know if you could count on talking to the sheriff anytime soon. But you can check with the Mayor, or with me if there's anything you need." Nodding again, he offered her his hand; again, the tremor would be just the slightest bet detectable. "...

Ciph considered that. "Well... good luck, miss. Sounds like you've got your work cut out for you. I guess we all do, huh?" Grunting, he waved a hand. "Not a problem. This may be the tourist off-season, but we're always ready to welcome guests. Kandra's Run steps up." Ciph gave a firm nod. "And hey, ...

A nod and a grunt would be acknowledgement of her thanks. Looking at her, Ciph's eyes narrowed; it looked like his eyebrows might swallow them up. "Sounds like you're after some dangerous folk. So..." His lips moved as he tried to work it out. "The guy who took this kid. Was he one of the boarders, ...

"Uh." Cipr scratched at his head. "Yeah, we can help with that, sure. We don't know who we're looking for, though. Your folks probably have the personnel list to compare to somewhere, right?" He winced as he watched her struggle. "Well, I'm no doctor, but..." He reached into his pack, fiddling aroun...

"Nope." Ciph said grimly. "I was pretty happy with trees and snow." He didn't sound as though he was ever happy, but perhaps he was content. "The halls... on the ship?" Ciph's bushy eyebrows seemed to meld together. That seemed really, really, strange. "Hey, take it easy!" He barked, doing his best ...

That made Ciph chuckle roughly again. "Well. That makes two of us, then. Sometimes I feel like my whole life is trees and snow. At least, it was until this whole invasion started." He nodded. "Oh, CorSec, huh? Heard of them. Huh." Ciph's eyebrows drew down, as though he was considering how that comp...

"Good." Ciph grunted. "The archives? It's the biggest thing on the planet. The Celebratus Archives." Ciph shrugged. "I'm sure someone else could tell you more about them. The only thing we have to do with it is drawing in some of the tourists who want a vacation, and provide material for the books."...

"No burden." Ciph shook his head stubbornly. "We'll help out. It's our way. Besides, seems like your own people are doing their part." Republic rescue crews were also exiting the downed ship. "Don't go thinking you're gonna go help them, miss. You stay right here until you're warmed up and feeling b...

The van did have blankets, anyway, and fresh ones. "Oh, you were a local?" Ciph said, bushy eyebrows going up in surprise. Apparently the other side of the planet counted as local. "I didn't figure you for a local. You must've been one of the ones that went out looking for help, huh?" He looked back...

Walking with Ciph's help, it would be even more clear that the man was strong, but had some sort of underlying ailment, detectable in a bit of a tremor in his muscles from time to time. Hard living, some sort of chronic condition? It was hard to say. He helped her to a speeder truck; some medical eq...

Vala could scarcely make sense of what was going on around here. This was perhaps the rudest awakening she had received, to say the least. Worst of all, she didn't expect to step back on this ice ball so soon! She groaned as she took hold of his hand and accepted the help to pull herself from the r...

Vala didn't look bad for a body, considering that she was involved in a shootout before the ship decided to go down in a blaze of glory. Without the chance of being strapped in or getting the opportunity to brace for impact, she might have been tossed around and in several places by now. It was per...