Adventures with Kay and Sombra

[childofrebellion]

Cassian rested his hand on his pistol blaster in his bag as he walked towards the ship. It would be good to get off this spaceport as there were more refugees and smugglers, a dangerous combination. A delicious smell surprised him and Cassian stopped to near the doorway as a voice called out, "Everyone must eat. Do you want to spend your time hungry in hyperspace?"

There wasn't much in the ship and it would be good to prepare before the next mission which had tight timing. He opened the door to find Milliways, another good option.

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[rebel_droid]

Kay's head turns in surprise.

"She is going to come on the mission? I do not think that is wise."

[messwiththebest]

"Wisdom does not have much to do with me, I am afraid."

Sombra beams cheerfully, wiggling her fingers in Kay's direction.

"And I will not be seen -- by eye or by sensors -- unless I choose to be. Budget electronics are no match for my programs."

[childofrebellion]

"The risks should be manageable, Kay and nothing we do is wise. We know the rotation and what security to expect and Sombra's an excellent slicer,"

He pulls up a map of the base with details of security, which isn't in use anymore though is set to be. That means a chance to get new and old intel as well as some supplies.

[rebel_droid]

"I have already completed my calculations for the probabilities of success on this mission. Now, with a new element, I shall have to recalculate," he says with an air of disapproval.

"Are your cloaking capabilities as good as you say?" he asks Sombra, because that will factor into his figures.

[messwiththebest]

Sombra isn't there.

[childofrebellion]

Cassian stays still and tries to see if he can figure out if Sombra's moving as she hides, "They are. I wouldn't bring her if she wouldn't be an asset."

[rebel_droid]

Kay scans the area and finds he is unable to locate her.

"Alright, that is a bit impressive." But just a bit.

[messwiththebest]

Sombra fades back into existence out of her seat in the rear of the cabin, draped over a few pieces of equipment.

She's tossing a hand-sized metal contraption back and forth between her hands. She loves her translocator so much. (Thanks Winston! And Tracer!)

"Oh sweet, sweet Kay. You have not seen anything yet."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian smiles at Kay, he likes Sombra calling Kay sweet, “I told you that she’ll be helpful.”

[rebel_droid]

"I did not see anything," Kay acknowledges, then asks Cassian, "Was that not the point of her demonstration?"

[messwiththebest]

Sombra laughs, the sound coming from low in her throat.

"It was, indeed, my friend. But there are a great many more things I can do that no one will ever see me accomplish. And to think, you have all of that at your command, for one day only!"

This is gonna be great!

[childofrebellion]

“We’re lucky. This is where we’re headed. Its a base that’s been used on and off since the Clone Wars and for now isn’t,”

He stands up to hand her his datapad.

[rebel_droid]

Kay draws back and processes Sombra's words for a moment.

She is a curious person, but Kay is beginning to lose his objections to her.

"I believe I now have sufficient data to make my calculations by."

[messwiththebest]

"Excellent!"

Sombra beams at both Cassian and Kay, reaching out and making a grabby-hands gesture at the datapad.

"Will you tell us the new percentages, Kay? I promise I will be listening, even as I will also be going over this data."

Base schematics, last known uses, software and hardware updates and ages -- she's looking for all of this, and a little bit more besides. Just to know which programs and algorithms to tuck at the top of her queue.

[childofrebellion]

At her reaching hands, Cassian beams as he hands the datapad over, “Sombra should have decreased a few of the risks.”

[rebel_droid]

Kay gets to his calculations, announcing after a minute, "There is an 89.5% chance of success on our mission. Within that success rate there is a 23% chance things will go terribly and Cassian will die, but only a 16% chance you will perish, Sombra."

So congratulations to her!

[messwiththebest]

Sombra looks up to beam at Kay.

"Oh, those are good numbers."

Her gaze flicks across to Cassian.

"Rest assured, my friend, that I am not planning on leaving you to die."

They will all go down together! Or, you know. No one will go down at all.

[childofrebellion]

Cassian nods, those are good odds, usually they’re weighted against them,

“I’ve dealt with worse numbers, for us they’re kind of nice ones.”

[rebel_droid]

"Invisibility helps the odds, as does the base not currently being in use," Kay explains.

"My presence is also a difference maker, as Cassian often runs into trouble when alone."

[messwiththebest]

"Yes," Sombra says, smirking at both of them while tapping her fingers against her lips.

"I can very easily see how that will happen."

[childofrebellion]

“I still don’t like those fly-bys but they should be manageable. The base has stormy weather, nothing awful but enough to put off a lazy pilot. Any questions?”

[rebel_droid]

"Is Sombra getting a blaster?" Kay asks when the prompt for questions is given. "Because if she is I believe I should get one, too."

[messwiththebest]

"If I get a blaster, is there time for me to decorate it before we go in?"

Such are the vital questions of a trans-universal slicer.

Obviously.

[childofrebellion]

"Do want a blaster?" He thought Sombra had her own weapons.

[rebel_droid]

"Is there a reason for decorating your weapon?" Kay asks. Cassian has never decorated his blaster.