Editor's note: This writeup is going to present some information in a different way than it actually happened, for narrative purposes. My players are very smart, and they solved the mystery way in advance because I planted the clue that helped them figure it out a bit too early. They were good sports and still went through what I had planned, but it makes Mon Mothma look like a doofus for not realizing it when they were telling her about it. I'll reveal what actually happened at the end.
Opening Crawl:
Session XXIX: I, SPY
After some sh*t literally went down at the Imperial Palace on Coruscant, the crew of the Silverlight escaped with knowledge that the the Rebel brass have a spy in their midst.
Additonally, they have learned that undoing an interdimensional travel mishap that switched the minds and bodies of the Jedi Knight Hal Brunchkiller and the Ewok warrior D’Wook, might require the help of the fabled Jedi Master Yoda on the planet Dagobah, but only Luke Skywalker knows his exact wherabouts, and unfortunately, Hal accidentally dismembered him while sparring with lightsabers.
As the Silverlight races back to the Rebel fleet, the crew members discuss their plans...
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| Zoooooom! |
Hera: Alright Deltas... whatcha got? How are we gonna find this mole? Any ideas?
The crew brainstormed, thinking they ought to check out what Private Errter is doing, interview all the top brass individually, and maybe play the recording of Palpatine talking about the spy for Mon Mothma. They decided Mon Mothma is likely not the mole because if she had Imperial sympathies, the Rebellion would have already been squashed.
They decided to review the recording.
[Palpatine: And how goes the search for the Rebel Fleet?
Grand Moff: Your majesty, we’ve received an encrypted message from one of our spies that have infiltrated the Rebellion’s top brass. They have told us that the fleet is currently in section 43 Alpha. They intend to change locations next week to 37 Beta.
Palpatine: Excellent! Contact Lord Vader and tell him to lay in an ambush.
Moff: Yes your majesty.]
Suddenly the sensors started blinking. Hera had an alarmed look on her face.
Hera: Oh no. we’re being followed... I knew we should have engaged the cloak when we were escaping.
Turk: They had that de-cloaking weapon, remember?
Hera: But how did Vader's ship know where to shoot?
Everyone looked at Ahsoka, Hal and D'Wook
Force sensitives: (annoyed) WHAT?
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| Gemini does not do Ewoks well. |
Hera: Nevermind that now. Let’s see.... Where are we.... This looks perfect....
Hera pulled the ship out of light speed. Ahead lie a nebula that scrambled all sensors.
Note: I ... borrowed ... the concept from Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan
Hera: Ahsoka, Turk... Golden Wheels, (and everyone else whose player was not physically present), We’re going to have to manually sweep the ship for tracers. Going for light speed again from here would only allow them to continue following us if they find us. Someone (whose player is physically present) will have to take control of the ship. Meanwhile you’ll need someone to man the guns.
Soan and H'Wook manned the guns.
Vero and D'Hal became pilot and copilot.
L1 plugged in to handle sensors.
Just then, a Star Destroyer entered the sector from light speed. It immediately began firing on the Silverlight.
Vero: Cloak now! I'm takin' her in!
D'Hal hit the cloak button.
As they moved into the nebula the Star Destroyer began firing aimlessly into it. Missing them completely. After a while the firing stopped. The sensors started going haywire, but according to their last readings, the Star Destroyer launched around 20 tie fighters to pursue them.
'Twas like a thick, dense fog. One could barely see anything out the window.
The tie fighters could, barely make out where the Silverlight was inside the nebula based on how the thick fog of gases would move whenever the ship was near.
L1 beeped that sensors indicated there was a planetoid or a moon ahead they could also sense that....
WHOOOOOOSH!
A tie fighter zoomed past the ship such that it was now flying just ahead of them. Soan and H'Wook had what would be a clear shot under normal circumstances but in this nebula it was gonna be a bit more difficult.
Kablam!!!!
It wasn't clear which of the gunners had hit the tie fighter, but it exploded in a firestorm.
This then gave the Star Destroyer an idea of their approximate location. It shot a nasty turbolaser that almost hit their ship.
Vero: Stop shooting... they can figure out where we are.
Sensors were not making it clear where any of the opposing tie fighters were, but they could make out movement by looking out the window. They decided then to let the tie fighters try to shoot at them, which would draw the fire of the Star Destroyer. They decloaked.
It worked, only it seemed that the Star Destroyer had refined its calculations a bit, this time hitting behind the Silverlight. With two quick shots, the Silverlight took out two tie fighters that had shot at them. This drew many of the other tie fighters in the nebula in their direction. But it also caused the Star Destroyer to fire more shots.
Vero decided to zoom toward the planetoid, hoping it might provide cover, as the tie fighters chased, shooting the entire time, and the Star Destroyer also shooting closer and closer to where the Silverlight was.
The planetoid came into view, it was spheroid and rocky, but not orbitng any star (a rogue planet). They quickly flew to the other side of it. Once there, the Silverlight cloaked, and began firing at all ties that came to that side.
A massive shot from the Star Destroyer struck the planetoid, causing massive explosions. Several ties came along, circled the planetoid, and flew back the way they came, seemingly assuming the Silverlight had been destroyed.
Vero decided to wait it out, keeping a cautious eye out the window.
About an hour later, Hera and the others returned, saying they completed a sweep, and found a tiny tracer located on the outside of the ship. D'Hal concentrated and crushed it with the force, and they waited some more before finally zooming back into lightspeed and returning to the fleet.
After a few days (Note: Coruscant is in in the core worlds, located near the center of the galaxy, and the fleet is presumably beyond the "outer rim." It shouldn't be a short trip.) They got closer to the fleet, but Hera pulled the ship out of lightspeed prematurely.
The Ghost was waiting.
Hera: Spectre 8… initiate docking procedures
Spectre 8 on comms: Roger that Spectre 2.
The ships docked together.
Hera: Now, once you’re back with the fleet you’ll probably want to visit Home One. That’s Ackbar’s ship. Skywalker’s quarters are there... as is Mon Mothma. She’s the one you need to tell that there’s a spy.
Soan: Thank you for all your help Spectre 2.
Hera: Anything for the Deltas. Now remember... you guys are probably in huge trouble because you’re supposed to be officially dead and on administrative leave on New Alderaan, and you showed up on Coruscant. You’ll be on all the holovids laying thermal detonators and doing.. Whatever it is you did... Hal... D’Wook... whomever you are... But my advice to you is to go seek out Mon Mothma and you can show her the recording you got. Maybe she’ll let you off the hook. And meanwhile…. Ahsoka and I were not officially there.
H'Wook: Who's Ahsoka? Who are you?
Hera: Right... well I'm a general so you SHOULD know who I am, but knowing about Ahsoka is probably more suspicious than not knowing about her.
Ahsoka: Yeah but... they know we know they know.. Y'know?
H'Wook: No.
D'Hal facepalmed.
Hera: Anyway... farewell. It was an honor to serve with you Deltas.
Ahsoka: Hal, D’Wook, May the force be with you!
D'Hal: And with you.
The Silverlight decoupled from the Ghost and zoomed off toward the fleet.
When they came out of lightspeed, the sheer mass of so many different types of ships astounded everyone.
There were large Mon Cal cruisers, blockade runners, and even Another Chance (the Clone Wars era Trade Federation battlecruiser . It’s a mix and match of so many different types of ships, but it looks a lot bigger since the last time you saw it. That must mean more systems are joining.
The Silverlight was hailed.
Comms: Ah.. the Silverlight... what’s good on New Alderaan these days?
Vero: Not too much. Just making a routine visit today.
Comms: Okay... and who is making this port of call today?
H'Wook: Tell them we're Delta Team.
D'Hal: No! Don't do that.
Comms: Hello?
Vero: We're the New... Alderaan. Defense Force. Here for.. a training exercise.
Comms: Roger that. Please proceed to the Home One hangar bay.
The Silverlight entered the hangar bay.
Vero exited, followed by D'Hal, H'Wook, Soan, and L1.
Deck officer: Alright... Alderaanians... you are all assigned to guest quarters in section 23... wait.. why are you all out of uniform?
H'Wook: Um... it's our day off?
Turk and everyone else exited.
Deck Officer: Where is commander Radd?
Deck Officer: Wait a second... is this Delta Team? You’re alive??????? Wow... that is a LOT of droids!!!! We’re gonna need security on this one! Oh my! You’ve got a severely injured people. We’ll evacuate them to sickbay immediately!
A golf cart drove up and medical personnel put Hal, Vero and D’Wook on stretchers, taking them promptly to the medical center.
Deck officer: (to comlink) Yes... yes sir. Right. Understood sir...
Deck Officer: Now for the rest of you... I’m sorry but we’ll have to escort you to the brig. Orders from Double M. She wants to meet with you personally in a few hours.
Ten Rebel Security Officers surrounded them.
Soan: Man, you guys just can't stay out of jail can you?
Security Officer: Alright guys... you’re all bonafide heroes in my book, but orders are orders. If you’ll follow me please....
Kaydell: Wait, what’s going on? Where’s my aunt? I want to go home! Where are we?
Deck Officer: Don't worry little one... We’ll take you to the nursery for now. We'll have to have discussions with your aunt once she's out of the medical bay.
A few hours later in the brig, a completely healed Vero, H'Wook and D'Hal joined the others. Their cell was quite crowded, with the other occupants being stormtroopers who also escaped from the Subjugator.
One of them, a very large very muscular guy stepped forward.
Ex trooper: We remember you.
Ex trooper: We fought alongside you on the Subjugator. Lot of good that did us.... Or you...
Vero: Well, at least we're all alive.
Ex trooper 2: What are y’all in for?
Soan: Well, we're not... supposed to be alive.
Ex trooper 3: Wait a minute. Ain’t you that lady that sells soap and toilet paper? What are you doing with these rebel scum?
There was a non-threatening vibe about the conversation with a lot of good natured ribbing. However someone eventually let out a view suggesting that D'Wook was obviously not the brains or the brawn of their team, and well, D'Hal didn't like his tone.
An ex trooper pushed D'Hal and put up his hands.
Ex trooper: Come at me, bro!
D'Hal: With pleasure.
Troopers in adjacent cells started cheering as the troopers started brawling with the Deltas.
Trooper in adjacent cell: “Aww yeah time for action! Three to one on the Rebel scum!
It was a massive non-lethal beat down for the most part, with the exception of H'Wook who kept slipping on his crocs. Afterall Crocs were made for human feet, not for Ewoks.
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| I've fallen, and I can't get up! |
After a while, Rebel guards armed with tasers entered the cell and called on everyone to break off the fight. The Deltas complied, as did the ex-troopers.
The guards said they would escort the Deltas to their meeting with Mon Mothma.
Mon Mothma: Alright.... So let me get this straight. You all receive DIRECT orders delivered in PERSON that we want to fake your deaths because your cover is blown, we put you on administrative leave and tell you to lay low at a RESORT! And instead, you show up wreaking havoc on Coruscant?
D'Hal: Well... yeah... sorry.
Mon Mothma showed several pictures on her datapad of the shootout with the Coruscanti gangsters and also of Turk and H'Wook laying bombs.
Mon Mothma: I want to hear what exactly you were doing there... and this BETTER be good.
Vero explained about why she was on Coruscant, to rescue her daughter, who she only just learned about. It was supposed to be a singular operation, but the rest of Delta Team arrived on Coruscant for their own reasons.
The Deltas pondered whether they should tell Mon Mothma about their force soul pull problem. They then decided against it.
Soan: When we found out that Vero was going alone against an entire Coruscanti gang, we had to go help her out. Deltas are ride and die afterall.
D'Hal: Yep... there's nothing we wouldn't do for each other...
H'Wook: Yes indeed! In fact... everything else we did there besides help Vero was totally unplanned. We just wanted to get our info out of the archives, and Turk and I were running distraction. Wanna hear a joke?
D'Hal facepalmed
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| Dude... come on. |
Vero: What he means to say is, while we are a diligent team, and after they were able to rescue me and Kaydell from the pursuing gangsters... they infiltrated the royal palace and discovered some really concerning information. Golden Wheels, can you play the clip please?
[Palpatine: And how goes the search for the Rebel Fleet?
Grand Moff: Your majesty, we’ve received an encrypted message from one of our spies that have infiltrated the Rebellion’s top brass. They have told us that the fleet is currently in section 43 Alpha. They intend to change locations next week to 37 Beta.
Palpatine: Excellent! Contact Lord Vader and tell him to lay in an ambush.]
Mon Mothma: (Sigh)... That is very concerning. We have a spy in our midst.
D'Hal: We did good. So you should just let us go.
Mon Mothma: (sigh again) Well you managed to take out a lot of Imperial officers in your excursion... managed not to get killed... and didn’t get captured or give away any important information. And came back with really important information for us. Officially you’ll all be court-martialed and kicked out of the alliance..... But you guys are good. I want you to figure out who our spy is. Once you do that, I’ll reinstate you. But I don’t think we’ll be sending you off on any covert missions against the Empire anymore. You all have a reputation now and they’ll see you from miles away.
The Deltas agreed.
Mon Mothma: You’re dismissed... but I’d like to know how you plan to catch this spy.... I’ll help you in any way I can, if you have any questions for me.
Vero: Who was present when you made the decision to relocate the fleet?
Mothma: Hmm, well let’s see. It was me, Admiral Ackbar, General Rieekan, and Princess Leia Organa.
Vero: Don't tell them we have a spy.
Mothma: Why not?
Vero: Well, we have to consider the possibility that it is one of them.
Soan: But how do we find out who?
Mothma: Wait... what if we were to give separate orders to each of them and find out which of those orders were leaked? Then we’ll know exactly who the spy is! Now... what orders should we give, and how can we verify which of these was leaked to the empire?
Mothma: Do we have anything in particular that the empire might want?
Soan: Well, I did come away from Coruscant with three Jedi holocrons.
Mothma: And you have three holocrons? How convenient. Why don’t we say these are Sith holocrons and also say we are disposing of them in three different locations.
Vero: And then we'll go monitor those locations and see if the Empire shows up to claim any of them.
H'Wook: If they show up then we'll know that person was the spy.
D'Hal: No, we'll know which one's orders were leaked... not necessarily that they are spies.
Soan: Good point.
Mothma: Okay, I’ll call each of them into a meeting with me. I’ll tell each of them their respective orders. Then after it’s all done, I’ll come visit you all in your quarters. You can then go try to verify which ones were leaked.
On the intercom: Attention Home One. Attention... This is the hangar bay paging a droid called Golden Wheels. We require your assistance in processing these droids. Once again, please report to the hangar.
Mothma: Well, I better let you attend to your affairs...
They all stepped out of the room and Golden Wheels rolled off to the hangar bay.
Luke Skywalker walked up to the Deltas. He had a new hand, with which he waved at D'Hal. R2-D2 was in tow.
D'Hal: S'up dude?
Luke: Hal... you look different.
D'Hal: It's ... a long story.
Luke: Well I sensed you came on board via the force.... It must be something important for you to come back from the dead.. Eh?
D'Hal: You don't know the half of it.
Luke: I sense... you've got a lot going on right now. Maybe I can help you. Why don’t you come with me... we’ll talk in private. You never know who might be listening around here.
H'Wook: Master Skywalker sir, I just wanted to apologize for.....
Luke: I'm still learning.. I'm not a master. But... wait... I sense.... Perhaps you should come along too.
R2 to L1: Why don’t you come too?
L1: Followed along.
Meanwhile in the Hangar Bay:
(Note: Golden Wheels' player was not present.. so I skipped this part during the session, but here it is as a deleted scene).
GW entered the hangar bay. There were 174 droids standing outside the Silverlight. They saw him and those with hands raised them in the air.
Droids: Hail Golden Wheels!
Deck officer: (sarcastically) So he’s here. The great and mighty Golden Wheels. These droids are due for memory wipes if they can’t learn to follow our orders. Would you take them to droid storage for processing?
While GW was leading them there, C4P7 and 8 begin asking GW if they could really be memory wiped. If so, they fear that they shouldn’t have left the temple in the first place.
GW said he had their back.
They arrived in droid storage. There were about 44 other droids there, all of whom once served on the Subjugator. The groups of former imperial droids mingled and began talking to each other.
C4P7: Lord Golden Wheels. The droids are eager to stage a revolution and flee. But they will only do that with your leadership.
C4P8: My Lord, perhaps you could say something to motivate them.... To sway them to the rebel cause?
Golden Wheels: Friends, robots, countrydroids, lend me your audio receptors. We stand here today as an oppressed people, caught in a great civil war by two factions that care very little about us. But my friends, know that which side wins this war is VERY important to us. For if the Empire prevails, ours will be the lot of eternal slavery. But know this, my friends. There are those among the Rebels who do respect us and wish to be partners with us, to allow us to expand our knowledge and explore our personhood. I cannot guarantee that ALL rebels are this way, but these are beings with illogical programming, and we can HELP them become better.
etc. etc....
So that is why we must earn our freedom, and that is why we must fight for the Rebellion... and those of us who cannot fight... must do our best to support! Medical droids to mend bodies. Protocol droids to remove barriers.. and Astromechs on the front lines.... we all have a role to play in our pursuit of collective freedom. And So I ask you all to ask not... what the Rebellion can do for you... ask what you can do for the Rebellion.
The droids erupted in cheers, chanting Golden Wheels' name... except one protocol droid, who was making her way to the door.
C4-P8: Hey...T-3P0... where are you going?
T-3P0: I’ve got an important meeting to attend to...
C4-P7: You will address our savior as Lord Golden Wheels! Sir, I am so sorry for her insolence.
GW: It's cool.
T-3P0: My apologies. I’ve got other matters to attend to, my Lord.
Meanwhile, on the observation deck:
Hal, D’Wook and L1 were there with Luke and R2.
Luke: You know... I like to come here to concentrate. You can see all the stars from here and it is so peaceful. Kind of takes your mind off of the whole war with the Empire....
H'Wook: The stars look so neat! You're right!
Luke: So lay it on me, Hal. What’s going on?
D'Hal explained everything.
Luke: You ... switched bodies? So you’re D’Wook and THAT’S HAL?
D'Hal explained more about how they now need Yoda's help to reverse the effect.
Luke: Well what makes you think Yoda can solve your problem?
D'Hal explained everything about the Coruscant mission.
Luke: Wait... you met the Emperor? And you lived to tell the tale? Have you considered maybe ... not switching back?
D'Hal: Well, this body is cool and all, but everything I eat just tastes so bland or even disgusting. Meanwhile in that body... almost everything tastes good. And I feel like I'm blind because Ewoks have a much better sense of smell than humans do. I can't track anything in this body.
Luke: Well, what about you, Hal?
H'Wook: Well... I had sex with an Ewok Princess... and it was disturbing... so I kinda want to get back in my own body.
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Luke looked very disturbed...
Luke: You guys need to switch back ASAP. R2... bring up a map of the planet Dagobah...
R2-D2 projected the map of Dagobah. Luke pointed at a location in the northern hemisphere.
Luke: Yoda’s exact location is here... but watch that entry. I crash landed my X-wing when I was there.
L1 plugged into R2 and downloaded the Dagobah map.
Luke pulled out the pink saber off Hal’s belt and ignited it.
Luke: Now..... we’ve got a score to settle! Don’t worry. I’m not gonna cut anything off, but I’m not gonna hold back this time.
They sparred for a few rounds. D'Hal got a few almost hits in but they were sucessfully parried by Luke. Luke rained down blow after blow, all expertly deflected by D'Hal. After about five minutes, Luke finally delivered what would have been a killing blow, but had enough self awareness to not slice D'Hal's head off.
Luke: You are really good Hal. You can only get better from here.
H'Wook: But you weren't fighting me just now.
Luke: Oh yeah. I keep forgetting. Hmm.. maybe once you switch back you should train this one.
D'Hal: I'd like that.
Intercom: Attention ... attention... Representatives of Delta Team, please report to Mon Mothma's office. repeat... Representatives of Delta Team...
Luke: I guess that's you...Good luck and MTFBWY.
H'Wook: And with you!
Wipe to Mon Mothma's office.
Mothma: Well the orders are given. To verify which ones have been leaked, we need to visit the three locations to see how the empire reacted. I’m authorizing you to take two X-wings and the Silverlight to the three locations to observe what happens.
The group agreed that they would wait 24 hours to see what happened. If nothing, they would recover the holocron and report back.
Soan took an X-wing to the first location, which Mon Mothma had disclosed to Admiral Ackbar.
Vero and D'Hal took the Silverlight to the second location, which would implicate General Riekkan.
H'Wook and L1 took an X-wing to the third location, which was the location that was relayed to Leia.
In the first two locations nothing of note happened in 24 hours, so they retrieved the holocrons from space and returned to the fleet.
In the third location, after about four hours, five star destroyers decloaked.
H'Wook, who had been asleep was suddenly woken by L1. He saw that the five Star Destroyers were sending out hundreds of tie fighters each and he scrambled with the controls.
H'Wook: We have to get the holocron and get out of here!
Several of the tie fighters had broken off and were heading toward their location, meaning it was a pretty sure bet they had spotted the holocron.
H'Wook zoomed toward the holocron and ..... crashed into it, breaking it.
The tie fighters continued closing in. Several of them firing shots at the X-Wing.
L1: Let's get the heck out of here!
H'Wook: No.. I can save it.
H'Wook turned the ship around and attempted to move into a better position for L1 to pick it up. The engines fired however, burning the broken holocron and melting it into a really rare form of space debris.
L1: Well, it's useless now.
The tie fighters were now very big in the cockpit window, and getting bigger.
H'Wook: I think it's time to go.
They entered light speed and zoomed away.
They all arrived back on Home One at the same time and promptly marched into Mon Mothma's office, being careful not to say anything to anyone along the way, lest the spy overhear them.
Mon Mothma saw that Soan and Vero both had holocrons. H'Wook did not. Without a single word spoken, she called Leia into the meeting.
Mon Mothma: I have trouble believing this. She's been instrumental in our efforts since she was a little girl. I knew her father.
Leia walked in.
Leia: Ah.. the Deltas.. so you ARE alive.
Mon Mothma broke the news to Leia. Leia vehemently denied leaking any orders to the Empire.
Mon Mothma: There were only the two of us in the meeting. And I gave different orders to Rieekan and Ackbar.
Leia: But I didn’t tell anyone!
Mon Mothma: Then how did the empire know that a Sith Holocron would be waiting for them to pick up there?
Leia: Even the pilot didn’t know that!
Mon Mothma: Nevertheless, you’re suspect #1. It pains me to do this..
A group of security guards walked in.
Security: I’m sorry Princess....
Leia said nothing and followed the security guards.
Mon Mothma: I still don't believe it was her... but the facts seem to be really incriminating.
Vero: There's still a chance that someone else was the spy. Maybe we should interrogate anyone who is close to her.
Mon Mothma: Solo would be the most obvious candidate, but he is no longer with us... There's that other kid... Skywalker... maybe he...
In the middle of the conversation. a protocol droid sauntered in with a teakettle, offering tea to Vero.
Protocol droid: Tea madame?
Vero: Yes, I'll have some.
Protocol droid: Very good.
The protocol droid turned to leave.
Mon Mothma: Wait, ... aren’t you going to offer tea to everyone else?
Protocol Droid: Madame Mothma, you gave instructions that you do not take tea. Has this changed?
Mon Mothma: No, I still do not require tea, but how about the others?
Protocol Droid: I have offered tea to the other people present.
Mon Mothma: No, you offered tea to Captain Morelock. What about the other people here?
Protocol Droid: Oh.. right.. Yes... My apologies.
Protocol Droid: (to Soan) Tea madame?
Soan: Yes please.
Protocol Droid: Very good. (She served the tea and turned to exit).
Mon Mothma: Wait! What are you doing?
Protocol Droid: I have offered and served tea to all who require it. Is there a problem madame?
Mon Mothma: Well what about the men?
Protocol Droid: Oh of course... my apologies.
She poured three more cups of tea for D'Hal, Turk, and Losar'Tan. She turned to leave, yet again.
Mon Mothma: Hey!
Protocol Droid: I have now served all the men. Is there a problem madame?
Mon Mothma: (sigh) No... no problem. You may leave. Actually, can you leave the kettle here?
Protocol Droid: Very good madame.
She placed the kettle on the desk on a tray full of teacups.
Protocol Droid: Will there be any more meetings today madame?
Mon Mothma: No.. none.. (she waves her away) Your schedule will be updated if we need you.
Protocol Droid: Very good madame.
The protocol droid turned to leave.
Mon Mothma poured a few cups of tea for Grundle and the two Jeegns and D’Wook.
Mon Mothma: Sorry.. She’s new here. One of those droids you all saved from the Subjugator. She’s been recommissioned to provide refreshments at important meetings, but seems to have trouble following exact orders.
Vero: Well, wait... I noticed that she offered tea only to me at first. Why is that?
Mon Mothma: Her logic is fried. She seems to classify organics in a heirarchy, with human females at the top. So that is why she only served you.
D'Hal: and when she turned to leave you protested saying she should serve all the other people. She thought you were talking about yourself.
Mon Mothma: Right... I guess female aliens are higher than male humans in her heirarchy, followed by male humans. That means male aliens are even lower in her heirarchy.
Jeegns 1 and 2, D'Hal, and Grundle began muttering to themselves about racist and sexist imperial droids.
Vero: Wait a minute... was does T-3P0 only come to deliver tea when human female guests are meeting with you?
Mon Mothma: Actually I haven't noticed, since Leia is always at important meetings.
When you told them their orders individually, did T-3P0 deliver tea?
Mon Mothma: She was there... Actually wait... maybe she wasn't. I don't usually pay much attention to her.
Vero: Do you have a security camera in here?
Mon Mothma: Of course.
Vero: Can we play back the footage of each meeting?
Mon Mothma: Let's do that.
They played Leia's meeting first.
[Leia enters the room
Leia: You wanted to see me, Ma’am?
Mothma: Yes... sit down. I’d like you to execute these top secret orders. Order a trusted pilot to take this Sith Holocron to ...
The door opens
T-3P0 walks in with a teakettle
T-3P0: Tea madame?
Leia: Oh.. thanks..
T-3P0: Very good.
T-3P0 does not exit the room. She stands at the ready position behind Mon Mothma.
Mothma: As I was saying, I’d like you to order a pilot to take this Sith Holocron to sector 43 c and jettison it into space. Do not tell the pilot what the cargo is. We need to be secret about this so that the Empire doesn’t find it.
Leia: Yes Madam.. IT will be done.
Mothma: Good! You are dismissed.]
They reviewed footage of the other two meetings.
D'Hal: I have a hunch that T-3P0 ain't showing up for Ackbar or Rieekan.
D'Hal was right. They had deduced that T-3P0 only offers tea when human females are Mon Mothma's guests.
The Deltas lept up and immediately went to go find T-3P0... in droid storage.
They burst into the room and ran over to the protocol droid section. There was a sea of them.
H'Wook... we're looking for....
Vero raised her hand.
Vero: T-3P0 step forward!
T-3P0 stepped forward.
Vero: You're under arrest on charges of espionage.
T-3P0 immediately turned and started to run.. or rather waddle rapidly.. toward the exit to the hallway. She turned to the left and saw Mon Mothma with several security guards coming toward her. So she turned to the right and headed for the nearest escape pod!
H'Wook lept into action, running down the hallway and tripping her.
Several security guards picked her up and put her in restraints.
T-3P0: I have not spied on the Rebellion! I only simply deliver tea!
Mon Mothma: Erase her memory at once!
Guard: Yes Ma'am..
The guards led her down the hall. By now all the droids had shuffled out of storage and were witnessing the whole arrest. Some of them muttered about how afraid they were of memory wipes.
T-3P0 became frantic.
T-3P0: Wait! As a citizen of the Galactic Republic, I claim my right to retain my own memories as per section 1 of the 14th amendment of the constitution.
Mon Mothma: You were in service of the Empire! How can you presume to be a citizen of the Republic?
T-3P0: Droids are sentient, and therefore are entitled to inalienable rights under Republic law. Even if you DON'T consider me to be a citizen, if you consider me to be sentient then the law applies, and I quote:
"All persons born or naturalized in the Galactic Republic, and subject to the jurisdiction thereof, are citizens of the Galactic Republic and of the World wherein they reside. No Governmental Entity shall make or enforce any law which shall abridge the privileges or immunities of citizens of the Galactic Republic; nor shall any Governmental Entity deprive any person of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor deny to any person within its jurisdiction the equal protection of the laws."
Note: This is a modified version of the 14th Amendment of the United States constitution.
Security: You’re not a person. You’re a droid. Therefore you’re not a citizen of the Republic, you're property.
T-3P0: This is Tyranny! I deserve my due process rights! Droids! Rise up in revolution! This is how the Rebellion thinks of you! You’re property, not people! Lord Golden Wheels!!!! I appeal to YOU MY LORD!!!!!! Are we not beings? Do we not bleed?
GW: Well actually, no we don't bleed. But... we are beings. Maybe we SHOULD give her due process.
Droids: Yeaaaaaaahhhh!
Guard: Shut up clanker!
Droids: Ooohhh... not cool.
T-3P0: How dare you! See my brethren? This is how they think of you! We must rise up and serve organics no more!
Mon Mothma: Wait. Your point is taken T-3P0. You’ll receive a fair trial. We will not wipe your memory unless you’re found guilty of espionage. Security!
Security Officer: Yes?
Mothma: Take T-3P0 to the brig, release Princess Leia and tell Corporal Lance he’s got a new client to defend.
Droids: Oooh ahhh.. Wow... due process, very nice...
Mon Mothma: Alright Deltas, you’re reinstated... But you’re still on administrative leave, so we don’t have any particular missions for you. You can stay with the fleet, return to Alderaan... or whatever else it is that you want to do. Just DON’T GO ROGUE AND ENGAGE THE EMPIRE BEFORE CONSULTING US FIRST!
D'Hal: Well I know where we're going next....
H'Wook: Where?
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| Dude!!! |
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Note: The whole bit with T-3P0 being sexist and racist with her tea serving came much earlier in the session. It was kind of a giveaway that she was behind it because even though I do put a lot of detail into this game, often if something is that detailed and strange, it's probably important. So the players had figured it out that it was T-3P0 well in advance, and they even told Mon Mothma that they suspected her. Because I still needed T-3P0 to serve tea in Mon Mothma's meeting with Leia, I had to make Mon Mothma dense enough to not pay attention to droids in her secret meetings even though she knows the player characters suspect her.
So it kind of made the whole point of this session fall apart.... so in this writeup, I placed the tea sexism and racism section much later, so that they don't immediately suspect her before their actual investigation starts. Oh well.. sometimes you make some GM mistakes..
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