<strong>Deck 22:</strong><br/><br/>The massive droid analyzed the enemy attack, realizing that it was fighting a Jedi, and activated its anti Jedi protocols.  The Dark Trooper's missile launchers and blaster cannons retraced into its body, while several cortosis weave armor plates sprang onto its arms.  The droid pushed the lightsaber strike out of the way, its red eyes seeming to gleam with madness.<br/><br/>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br/>Comment: fists<br/>Result: 37,<br/>Total: 37<br/><br/>(2 Fists, 2 total defense, 0 die roll)<br/><br/><br/>The massive machine grasped the wedged in remnants of the bulkhead and threw them into space with a massive heave, causing the deck 22 residence corridor to depressurize, sending a wave of debris flying towards Khementari.  Meanwhile, the Dark Trooper stood its ground by magnetically attaching itself to the floor, leisurely pushing a vibroblade out of each finger.<br/><br/><br/>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br/>Comment: Might<br/>Result: 80,<br/>Total: 80<br/><br/>(6:  3 Might, 1 defensive spin, 2 die roll.  Resist with athletics or might)<br/><br/><br/><strong>Civillian Dormitories:</strong><br/><br/>The widow stopped crying as others comforted her, seeming comforted by Uthar's termination of the betting.  A few of the smugglers nearby grinned a little bit, wondering how well a cold hearted guy like this would fit into the touch feely rebellion...<br/><br/>(Grieving Widow accepts Uther's concession.)