[center][i]Streetside, Market District[/i]
 [b]Lorya, Uslam[/b][/center]
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	The city changed so much since Jennifer had first joined the resistance movement. There were once protests on the street, stormtroopers attempting to keep order, Imperial governance in almost every aspect of life. Those were the days that she made bombs to plant in guard posts and took potshots at patrols. It was exhilarating  and fulfilling. That was all in the past, though. As professional rebel soldiers zipped past her, on their way to complete an assigned task, the young woman was mesmerized.

	She looked out and saw the hustle of military operations. It was unlike anything that she had ever seen before. Most of the civilian populace was indoors, waiting patiently, or working with the rebels to set up defenses. She watched armed personnel run to and fro, preparing for an upcoming assault. Jennifer could see anti - aircraft weaponry being set up and manned. Makeshift barricades were being created out of junk material on the streets.

	So where did she belong in all of this? There was a part of her that was afraid. Even with the rebel forces being so prepared, they were still taking on an empire. Would the liberators of Uslam even be backed up by the greater rebel force? Besides, how could Jennifer help in this mess? She didn't have an assignment nor did she report to a commander to receive one. Overall, the young woman was lost.

	Jennifer stopped in her tracks as a familiar face approached. Gillian, her long time friend who had also joined the resistance cell. She waved to the man as he came close. He seemed rushed and a bit worried.

	"Looks like the Imperial forces will be here soon, depending on how long our boys can hold 'em in the outskirts", Gillian said as he motioned for Jennifer to begin following him. He made for a street that was just a block away, keeping at a brisk pace as the two moved forward.

	"So... what do we do, Gillian? I can't just sit here while stormtroopers gun down people in the street", Jennifer proclaimed. Gillian grinned, ushering the woman to an abandoned building off the main street. He opened the door to the lobby of the downtrodden place and looked over the room, still flashing his teeth.

	"We do what we've been doing... except bigger, yeah?", he said, pointing to the scene before them. The room was a mess of electronics, scrap, and wires strewn about a dilapidated setting. A few tables lined with fold - up chairs stood in the center of it all, the tops also covered in similar materials. There were also various jars and vials of liquid, labeled as being highly corrosive or explosive depending on the contained substance. Gillian approached one of these set ups, picking up a small device that displayed a virtual timer as he flipped a tiny switch.

	"We might not be coordinated with the defense force, but we know this place. We know the alleys and the shortcuts. Remember how we used to run military police into an alley and jump 'em? Imagine if we did that but-...", Gillian was interrupted by Jennifer.

	"...but we bait Stormtrooper squads and blow them up?", Jennifer asked. Gillian smiled and nodded as he set the timer down. The young man took a seat next to the table, looking some of the electronic appliances over.  Jennifer soon followed his suit, taking a seat across from him.

	"Gillian, I-... we might not make it out of this", Jennifer stated plainly. Gillian nodded again in response.

	"I'm not planning on it. In fact, I say we rig ourselves up to go in case we get swarmed, Jen". Jennifer was first taken aback by this, but she didn't comment on it. In fact, after a few moments of silence had passed, she solemnly nodded in agreeance. No, they might not make it out of this. But she wanted to take as many Imperials down as she could. 

	"Alright, let's do it then. May the Force be with you", Jennifer said. With that, she began working with the components before her, setting out to make as many explosive devices as possible before the city fell under siege. Gillian began doing the same, wiring things together and connecting the proper parts.

	"And may the Force be with you", Gillian replied.