Sending out an SOS

[redjacketthief]

Who: Farmland Defenders and YOU.
What: Tourists are causing problems.
When: August 29, Morning.
Where: The Farm.
Summary: The farm has been raided by the Kin'corians--Aid is needed STAT.
Rating: KC for those troublesome Kin'corians!


[Intentional Audio Message:]

Attention Luceti.

Assistance is needed immediately at the farms to the northwest of the village. We have hostiles and--

[The oddly cool, clipped tone that the message was given suddenly breaks off into a heated bark.] Putain de merde!

[There's a rustle of pages and the sound of bodies colliding, followed more swearing in French.

The feed cuts out.

Hurry, Luceti.]

Comments

[thefinaljedi]

[Luke hefts his staff, the black iron catching in the morning sunlight]

They wouldn't stand down. So I asked them to leave. Politely.

[Luke taps his forehead, indicating that he'd left them the psychic suggestion to just...leave.]

Told them this wasn't the farm they were looking for.

[redjacketthief]

[There was a moment of stunned silence before Lupin started laughing. It was little more than a stifled giggle, but the tension in his shoulders lessened with it.]

Heh. Of course you did!

[vulcanblazer]

[Though Adell's never seen those movies... he gets the drift.]

Well, I don't know how you did it, but if it worked, I'm fine with that! The less fighting we have to deal with, the better in this case.

[thefinaljedi]

The Force is a powerful ally in times of trouble, Adell.

Still, thank you for coming. The farm is too important to risk.

[redjacketthief]

Yeah, thanks.

And thanks for the assist. It was starting to get really tense with that guy.

[vulcanblazer]

I'm starting to see that, Luke!

It's no problem. It is pretty much my job, after all. But still, I'd come even if it wasn't.

[thefinaljedi]

Yea. They seem to really want to get at Hamal. I'm just worried they're gonna trample the crops. There's still plenty of growing season left. its only been a few days.

[He shakes his head as his senses warn him of an approaching wannabe thief]

Stand down, return to the village. Now!

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin whipped out his gun again, mentally kicking himself for even thinking for a moment that he would have a chance to relax. He kept his jaw tight, lest he say something that would ruin whatever it was that Luke was attempting, but he was willing to shoot for more than just disabling if it became necessary.]