"No, but that's exactly what I mean. We haven't had a fight. We haven't encountered anything super complicated. Struggles, yes, but we've pretty much waltzed in and grabbed whatever we could in information; nothing's stopped us." Aside from some physical and environmental barriers, like a not-fully-functioning ship and the effects of the storm, they really haven't met much resistance. Maybe the other teams have encountered more and they've just been lucky; he can't discredit that line of thought however unlikely it feels. "I want to know what the catch is."
The idea of the whole thing being a trap feels more realistic, but he can't disagree with Cal's observations that it is a lot of effort just to bring them here. "If it is a trap, why here? What's so special about this location?"
He snorts. "I did notice that. And definitely not interested in a repeat performance of losing control over my arm. But if the storms are happening out here too, that tells me it's not a natural phenomenon local to the planet. Not sure what we can do about it, but having confirmation of the fact is probably useful." It still doesn't provide much direction on what, exactly, they're supposed to do about these storms, but maybe there are more clues in the information BD-1 was able to copy to his data banks.
That last bit also makes protecting the little robot paramount; the Soldier wouldn't want anything bad to happen to it anyway, but with it holding all the data it could get its little electronic hands on, that would be especially catastrophic.
Cal shrugs. "Maybe the location was random. Convenient." He shakes his head. "I don't know anything about this system so I couldn't say otherwise."
He nods, agreeing on the point about the storm. "It can't be, but even with that information, we still aren't sure how they're spawned. The Agrii claim that it can't kill us, but something out there was trying its hardest to keep us away from its center."
It had been difficult to navigate, the area was precarious and the terrain even more dangerous due to the winds, rain and the lightning. But being cut off from the Force, seeing visions of those he knew to be dead, that had made it even worse.
Cal shakes his head. "I don't like this one bit. All the more reason we need to keep our guards up. I'll feel better once we're all regrouped. Did you find anything interesting in the...hero control room?" He says the room with distaste, hoping it's just a poor choice of words than to be taken literally.
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The idea of the whole thing being a trap feels more realistic, but he can't disagree with Cal's observations that it is a lot of effort just to bring them here. "If it is a trap, why here? What's so special about this location?"
He snorts. "I did notice that. And definitely not interested in a repeat performance of losing control over my arm. But if the storms are happening out here too, that tells me it's not a natural phenomenon local to the planet. Not sure what we can do about it, but having confirmation of the fact is probably useful." It still doesn't provide much direction on what, exactly, they're supposed to do about these storms, but maybe there are more clues in the information BD-1 was able to copy to his data banks.
That last bit also makes protecting the little robot paramount; the Soldier wouldn't want anything bad to happen to it anyway, but with it holding all the data it could get its little electronic hands on, that would be especially catastrophic.
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He nods, agreeing on the point about the storm. "It can't be, but even with that information, we still aren't sure how they're spawned. The Agrii claim that it can't kill us, but something out there was trying its hardest to keep us away from its center."
It had been difficult to navigate, the area was precarious and the terrain even more dangerous due to the winds, rain and the lightning. But being cut off from the Force, seeing visions of those he knew to be dead, that had made it even worse.
Cal shakes his head. "I don't like this one bit. All the more reason we need to keep our guards up. I'll feel better once we're all regrouped. Did you find anything interesting in the...hero control room?" He says the room with distaste, hoping it's just a poor choice of words than to be taken literally.