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 Posted: Mon Nov 06, 2006 11:16 pm
(( Actually, Iria's an Imperial Knight. ^^;; ))
"I am sorry, sir," Iria replied, in response to the older man who'd just adressed her. "Might I ask who you are?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:07 am
Vera appeared behind Iria, being sure to make her presence known before putting a hand on her shoulder, as to not startle her. "Good to see you again," she whispered into her ear, before moving to stand next to her, facing the newcommer, awaiting his response.
Jolee followed soon, behind Ebony, who twittered quietly.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:17 am
"Likewise," Iria said in response. "I was worried about you for a moment there," she added, concern in her voice, embracing her fellow knight.
Gunther and Kalnar also arrived, as well, coming from their shuttle. "Who are you, exactly?" the Mon Cal master queried the Jedi man whom was also there.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:27 am
Mon Cal ...
"I'm rather curious as well, Master," Gunther replied, sizing up the stranger.
(( Hey, Loki. Does this guy seem like someone Kalnar would know? ))
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Naboo ...
Freya had taken a seat next to Angel, as she continued to talk. "Yeah. I'm, like, totally worried about my little brother," she told the other woman.
"For a kid that's, like, thirteen, he acts all serious, like he's thirty or something. He's totally going to give himself an ulcer!" she continued. She seemed nice enough. Trustworthy. "But then ... ah, I'm like totally sorry! You see, he's a Jedi,"
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:31 am
Vera hugged her back, and Yolee smiled. But Vera's eyes didn't stray from the old man before them.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 5:16 am
Loki the Stampede Anzle ear comm buzzed. He looked at the small display screen on his wrist reading that the other ship from Ord Mantell had landed at the space station.Huh?! Ha! What luck!He then brought his attention back to the first target.Target: "Wait... I sense other Jedi... They have just arrived at this station..."Other Man: "None the less... your transport is set up, weither you take it or not. Good day Nat'thal. And may the Force be with you... You'll need it."The other man left, and Anzle took note of his face. Nat'thal got up soon after and headed where the Force guided him, the hanger. As Nat'thal moved into the hanger where Firestorm was landed, Anzle moved around the other side. As he saw the people gathered, he noticed something fimiliar about them... He brought up the picture of the holo from earlier...------------ Jedi Master Nat'thal was Human, in his late 60's, with long graying hair, and a scar going down his left eye, leaving it healed shut. He was once a leading member of the Jedi Council... that is, before Ossus. He approched the two, noticing that the female was Jedi, just by the way she held herself."Excuse me... But... Do I know you?((This is you Johnny and Jamie)) ------------ Garos IV. Darth Aksel walked from behind Darth Zerosel, passing him as he said."Ah, Darth Zerosel. How typical. You create fear to gain respect. Yet, you do not use the fear that is already there, same goes for the respect and loyalty given by these men..."He patted TK-106 on the shoulder pad, and then turned to face Zerosel."And yet, I am face to face with you. But, the Force smiled upon you. I demand your assistance for my task, given by Lord Malady, herself..." "Use the old fear, but create the new, my friend."Darth Zerosel replied"And what is it that you needed of me?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 6:23 am
TK-106 stood there at attention, silent, As he whatched the two sith.
A gruop of troopers helped the nocked down soldier up, and they marched away in a nervous frenzy, not looking back once.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 11:39 am
Iust let his hands casually drop to his blaster pistols, he's been meeting too many new people recently and one of them was bound to be a threat. He didn't trust this man, none of the others knew him so there was the chance that he could be sent by Graka. Graka was always good about hiring expert bounty hunters and this man could be one of them in disguise. Disguises were an assassins best friend, gaining the confidence of the person that you were going to kill always made the job easier. Now that the others were here he was more reassured about the stranger not attacking right away but one could never be too careful.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 12:40 pm
From the top balcony, hidden from all, Anzle watched through a little camera placed around the corner. On his gauntlet, he compared a picture of the man down in the hanger, and Iust...
"Well... Go figure."
He breathed calmly, keeping his mind the same. He had hunted Jedi before, and they would know something was up, unless he kept his cool. No one would see Anzle coming, before it was to late...
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((If your a Jedi, then yes))
He took a deep breathe. He would rely of the force, for some of these knew the force, that was sure.
"I am Master Nat'thal of the Jedi Council... that is, before Ossus..."
He looked around nervously.
"These are dark times, and weither you Jedi or Imperial Knights, are enemies are the same, and we may be able to help each other...?"
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((And destroyer, you don't need to quote me when you reply))
The stormtroopers of the Darth Aksel's 1007th fallowed shortly behind. There size of armor was double that of TK- 106. Elite troopers, there armor was black with marks of red on select areas.
"There is a Jedi I am after, but I fear, this will be no easy hunt, even the 1007th at my side. Your help with this will look brightly on you from Lord Malady, and Lord Krayt himself."
Aksel's face was hidden by the hood, but, as he ended the sentence, he took of the hood, showing his smirking face.
"So, will you help?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 12:49 pm
(( Yeah. Cale was saying that you might want to tell us a bit about Nat'thal. ))
Mon Cal ...
"And, I am Master Kalnar," Kalnar introduced himself. "I seem to remember seeing you around from time to time,"
"And, I am Gunther Starsinger," Gunther introduced himself with Kalnar giving him a nod. "I will agree with you in respect to dark times." he said. "Still, with all due respect, I would like to know what you propose,"
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:05 pm
((There is a reason there is nothing for this guy really, and you'll see why in a second))
A weak grin grew on his face.
"Thank the Force, there are more of us alive out here. Currently, I believe there is a bounty hunter after me. Some low life. But, I just wish to assist fellow Jedi in anyway. I know locations of places that may aid Jedi. May it be stations, outposts, or even planets where some Jedi may be gathered. All I ask is help with this bounty hunter and--"
"THERE HE IS!"
There was a loud shout. A big Human, with two Rodians stood in the door way. One of the Rodians shouted.
<"THERE ARE OTHERS! TAKE NONE ALIVE!">
And with that, a blast from one of the Rodian's blasters fell into the head of Master Nat'thal, as he went for his lightsaber.
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Anzle watched as the whole thing began to unfold.
"Fierfak!"
As Anzle swore under his breathe he began to rethink his plan.
Hmmm... This may work even better.
He adjusted his DC-17m from sniper to rapid-fire, and made sure all his gear was fully charged.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:09 pm
Iust dashed to the side drawing both blasters as he moved. Bringing up one of his blasters he shoots one of the rodians through the chest as it aims it's blaster at him. He had guesssed there was going to be trouble, he learned to follow his instincts, hopefully it would keep him alive for one more battle.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:17 pm
The large man made a mad dash for cover as the other Rodian threw a concusion gernade, before leaping behind a crate. The large man watched it land and stick to the hanger floor.
"No gernades, Keelto! You'll blow a hole in the station!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:22 pm
Iust dived for cover from the concusion grenade behind another crate. lFrom his position he couldn't get a clean shot off at either of the two thugs. Nor did he have the clearest view of where the others were, he hoped everyone else was able to get out of the blast radius before the thing goes off.
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:26 pm
Last time Ferno had been on Coruscant, he had thrown one of Krayt's hands across the room while never lifting a finger. And before that, he had nearly insulted his master by leaving a droid in stead of himself when his presence was required. He no longer believed it was time for informalities anymore.
The chambers were just as Ferno had expected, redecorated specificallly for Krayt. Nearby, Malady was finishing her latest reports on her division to the Emperor, so Ferno stepped inside the room and against the wall, as HM mirrored his master on the opposing side of the door. Krayt made little movement for acknowledgement, Malady seemed to suddenly feel rushed.
Ferno continued to watch, until Malady's report was finished. She bowed, and exited, leaving the floor open to Ferno's complete dominance. He still had to impress more than Krayt this time, however. Wryylock, Talon, and Nihl had all apparantly been summoned as judgement and possibly to resecure any threat which Ferno could present.
"Well, Ferno, I'm sure that you have quite an idea as to why you're here. And I am hoping that you are quite justified with your reasoning. This conversation will not leave this room either, so your little differences with Malady will not be relayed to her." Krayt asked lazily. Talon's lekku twitched irritability, while Nihl seemed bored. Wryylock was the only one with keen interest in Ferno's testimony that was unbaised.
"As my master will report, he has not been doing his duties to his fullest. Though I believe we are far from discrediting him into punishment. Let us inspect his previous exploits," HM began, before Ferno shut him down.
Apparantly Krayt had a similar idea in store. "I have well-remembered what you have done for me. You delivered chaos into the galaxy, by sabotaging the Vong. You gave me Bestine, which might I add has helped bolster our naval forces. Bespin was a nice little diversion, and Sullust is delightfully in pain. But let us not forget what you are doing in your free time. My debt with you has been paid, but what about my reports of you weapon you extracted on Korriban, or your hunt to find a jedi on Tatooine?"
Ferno remained unaffected, perhaps even proud of justification in his mind, as it seemed that his chin pointed more up and his chest puffed more out. Telepathy was one of his race's most useful tools. And Ferno utilized every tool at his disposal. To everyone else in the room who could pick up what was being said with mind probes, nothing more than a whispering hiss could be heard. Krayt was probably the only one outside of Wryyylock who could unnderstand the dialect anyway.
"I don't give a damn about these little diversionary tactics anymore. I want results, not illusions. Ferno, you are a great subordinate, but this must stop. I understand about your vendetta, but a Jedi is a Jedi. You let him go, and don't attempt to lie to me. I know you found him," Krayt growled. He calmed down slightly, before resuming. "There is going to be a change in policy in the empire. I'm going to inform you we are not going for subterfuge anymore. Currently, many of the systems in our hold are in favor of quelling this rebellion from this 'loyalist'. We are diverting our operations to be more militaristic. I suggest you adjust accordingly."
With that Krayt dismissed Ferno. the Spectre gave a light bow, restarting his droid, and exited.
"It seems we are not out of a buisness. But we may have to step out of the shadows to keep our holdings from our more decietful bretheren."
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