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 Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:23 pm
Ali'anna smiled slightly, clutching her credits voucher and turned away from Rak. "All set for payment, Cale. Where should we meet up?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:28 pm
"Back at the ship. We're getting off this rock before someone decides to see if the Hutts will still honor my bounty. Send the credits to the mechanic. I'll tell Cambot to send the parts. Once thats done we'll head out and get rid of the Sentinel we're carrying. I have some interested buyers lined up. Cale out."
The outlaw signed off and glanced around the street, eyes open for anyone paying him too much attention. with an easy walk he started back for the Auric Runner.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:33 pm
With similar furtive glances Ali'anna made her transaction and immediately made her way to the ship, with Rak leading where she was lost due to previous unconsciousness. The pair drew a lot of stares... Barabels and Twi'leks were not species to commonly share company. They meandered into shadows and used darkness as cover until they came to the ship, wary of traps. Ali'anna surmised that Cale had pursued the bounty hunter farther than the credit retrieval center was. "We;re here."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:39 pm
Corporal Katie was standing watch at the Ramp of the ship, though there seemed to be some modification done to him. the chest area of the robot seemed to have been enlarged somewhat. gripping its Blaster Carbine, it eyed the two as they emerged and it called out to them In Cambot's voice.
"About time you two returned. You Organics have an annoying habit of not making regular contact with the ship."
The droid lowered the blaster and motioned them aboard. "The Captain is on his way. He just needed to contact a few sentinents before he arrived."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:42 pm
The Twi'lek nodded slightly and entered the ship, not letting her guard down despite the atmosphere of normality.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:47 pm
Cale walked into the hanger in a casual gait. he notced the battle droid at the ramp with a slightly puzzled look but strolled onboard and headed strait to the cockpit.
"Cambot, quit playing around and prepare to leave port. we need to meet the Chimaera at the drop off zone."
The Battle droid strode up the ship's ramp and closed the ramp behind it. then the chest plates of the droid split down the middle and hinged open. Cambot emerged from a constructed cavity inside the battledroid chest and hovered for the cockpit.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:50 pm
Ali'anna, recalling her Rebellion-era literature, laughed at cambot. "I think I may have to start calling you 'Blue Max' if you continue to hide in that droid's chest like that..."
She grinned a sideways, awkward smirk and followed Cale to the cockpit. "What's this Chimaera?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:54 pm
Cambot beeped irritably at her as it settled into its computer port. "I don't have any weapons or armor you know. If someone decided to shoot me, theres little doubt I wouldn't survive the attack. If I'm going to pull sentry duty, at least I better be prepared. besides, I was bored. You took my holochess partner with you."
Cale rolled his eyes as he slid into his chair and nursed the ship out of the hangar.
"The Chimaera is an Imperial ISD-III and the command ship of the Imperial Fleet. at least those not aligned with the feddies. Im going to swap the Sentinel for some information they promised me."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:58 pm
She draped her arms over the top of his seat back and looked out the viewport. "Information? About what?"
((sorry, i rilly need to go, semesterlies tomorrow..err, today.. crying ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 9:59 pm
((Droid fighters as well as some stock TIEs.))
It came down to this. The ship was deserted. The lighting was dim, the corridors barren. The low humming of the engine room was the only sound heard. Around them, a battle raged.
Two men.
One pure, the other corrupted.
One a Sith Lord, the other a Jedi.
It seemed that either way the battle went, only one of them emerged.
As Angel brought Neb in, Imperius let out a silent sigh. It was time.
Imperius watched as Neb entered the room, holding not only his own saber, but those of his apprentice.
"Put down the weapons," he said camly. "First we'll talk. Then we can settle this."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 10:03 pm
((gotcha.))
Cale moved the ship out of the asteroid belt and calculated his outbound flightpath. Finished with that he glanced up at the Twi'lek. "Information about a former employee of their's. I'm trying to track him down to settle an old score."
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 10:35 pm
The Lusankya, as well as most of the Republic fleet, closed in with the FSL ships, as all guns blazed wildly on both sides, and the old droid ships joined the fray along with quite a few Imperial TIE fighters of various make.
Still, Mordranna could see that Wedge and his Rogues were all they were reputed to be, and then some. I sure am glad those guys are on our side! she mused, as she watched Wedge and his boys shoot down TIE after TIE. Their manuevers were flawless. And, that's what Mordranna wished the Squires to be.
"Yee-haw!" Squire Eight commed in, as he blasted away a TIE interceptor. "Got another one!"
"Don't get cocky, Johnny," Mordranna said, though she couldn't help but chuckle, almost effortlessly dodging a TIE on her tail. A sharp right turn then saw said TIE crashing into one of the Venator class ships. Amateur!
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 1:04 pm
"I have no intention of disarming you Angel. In fact, I intend for you to participate on behalf of your lord, should the time come. I doubt you need to worry about that though. I have several secrets up my sleeve..." Neb responded, before entering the room.
"What weapons, Imperious? You took my lightsaber, remember? I'm afraid I cannot perform a labotomy upon myself, however. And as for talk, I believe now the roles truely are reversed. You have no words which you have not stated before. Gloating will not help anything. You have lost, and I doubt that you are willing to speak terms of surrender."
Neb prepared himself as he spoke. "Plus, I find it rude for someone to suggest disarmament when he himself hides weapons within his cloak, such as the lightdagger you possess. You wish to waste time on words you want to speak to me, but yet, you will not listen for a response? I'm not here to listen to a sililoquy, Feron. If you have nothing to kill me over, I have nothing to discuss."
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 2:03 pm
"A former employee..." Ali'anna trailed off. "I have a bad feeling about this..." she sat down in the seat next to him, not taking her eyes off of the viewport. "Dealing with Imperials can tend to get sticky..."
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