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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2005 11:16 am
'Shoot down the transports, torpedo the walkers, and send the army to handle people. no bombs necessary." Jarik countered.
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Posted: Wed Jun 15, 2005 11:57 am
"Yeah.. Shoot down the transports. You'd need a whole three flights of X-Wings for that."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2005 12:31 am
(( I assume that my training bit has been fast forwarded, as well? I'm ready to take to the sky! whee ))
Strolling a few paces behind Kefka, Logar and Jerik, Zendia couldn't help but overhear the trio. "I don't know about you gentlemen, but let me just throw out a hypothetical theory: let's say our military targets are amidst innocent civilians and their respective buildings. Harm coming to even one innocent being could potentially damage the Rebellion's reputation, don't you think?" she queried, eyeing the three men.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2005 9:12 am
Kefka turned around at the voice, and saw a woman behind them.
"And who might you be, miss?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 1:32 am
"I am Zendia Starsinger," the young lady replied. "I've recently been assigned here." With a polite nod, she continued. "Anyway, that was something, wasn't it? Flying those 'hoppers over this dustball?" She waved her slender ivory hand over to the hangar behind them, indicating the T-16s. "I must admit, they're pretty graceful for training craft," At that, a small, polite smile made it's way across her face. "What do they call that area, 'Beggar's Canyon'? It's quite a sight - nothing like it on Alderaan,"
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 7:00 am
Jarik wasn't really listening to her, rather he was ogling her. "Beggar's canyon....right....so, Zendia right? what are you doing later?" He tossed a Corellian smile her way as he spoke.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:29 am
Kefka rolled his eyes, and they continued walking until they reached the administration panel where Orrin was at.
"It's judgement day boys...and girls i guess."
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 12:15 pm
Zendia glanced coldly at Jerik. Rolling her eyes, she said "Most likely getting chewed out by the commander. Or polishing Tusken Raider shoes,"
"Judgement day. Right. Let's go," she said to the others.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 1:08 pm
((quick correction, its Jarik not Jerik.))
Kefka chuckled at Jarik's being shot down, and the blast door to the room opened.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 3:26 pm
Orrin was having a hayday fit with everyone. First, half the squadron shot some of the turrents out... making them not smoke, but explode. Now he was getting more irritated.
"What do you mean, we'll have to bug out? I thought you had this planet for this to be used in the sense that nobody would find us out here?" He began, really irritated at the new news.
"It's not our fault. The empire has been eyeing this planet for a while, and there have been intercepted transmissions to step up security here to help keep order in Mos Eisley."
"But an Imperial Star Destroyer? You have to be shitting me!"
"Nope. Fortunately, they don't know we're here. But chances are, they will eventually. Good thing we do not have much equiptment to move out. We'll have to plan a rendezvous with a part of the fleet though. Ruby squadron is going to leave tonight to help us out."
"But, what about us? So we play defense if they catch us?"
"I don't know. But the recruits are going to come here soon, so we better not let too much on. Now, shut that scanning system down."
After ten minutes of final prep time for orrin, he finally had the scores tallied.
"s**t. Just what I ******** needed. Oh well."
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 4:49 pm
Kefka walked into the room, and Orrin was standing there looking rather agitated.
"Hey, come to think of it, I still don't know your name. Anyways, HotHead, how'd we score?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 6:57 pm
((*checks stats* I supposed I did alright on my bombing run. We'll say I missed once, and dropped four bombs to destroy my three transports))
Logar winced at Kefka's cheeky manner with Orrin, but said merely, "You looked rather stressed. Can I offer you some water?" He gestured to his astromech. "Code: H2O." A bottle of water shot out of Guantlet's dome, and the Mon Calamari began draining it.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 7:14 pm
In spite of the gravity of the situation, Zendia lightly chuckled to herself. That thing could be useful in a place like this, she thought. "Interesting droid you have there," she absently mused to the Mon Calamari, before turning her attention to Orrin. He seems to be a bit annoyed ...
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 8:48 pm
"How do you even fill that popcan with bottled water? No, that's too foolish. What did you have to take out of that little can to put in a portable refrigerator? Nav systems? electoshocking devices? jetpacks? On second thought, Don't answer that either. Between smartasses and dumbasses, I can't find a single piece of a** that's worth complaining to." Orrin by far was still contemplating his situation, but still handed out the results.
"You all scored over 90% you four. Kefka got 95%, mostly from extra credit. Whoopie. Congratulations. You're Emerald two, wingman to Emerald leader, or captain of Beta Squadron. Your green Y-wing is in the second slot, if you didn't figure that one out. Jarik, I hate to put it to you man. You just suck with the bombs, which was more important than stealth or torpedoing. Stuck with a 92%. Emerald five for you. Logar, you scored decently at 93%, and got Emerald four. And I assume that the chick is this one, the 94%. Tied with me. Emerald three. As for emerald leader and numero uno, the commodore didn't know exactly who to promote, so technically everyone went up a rank, leaving you in your picking on who should lead between the entire squadron. However, I don't really know if you can get majority to agree on it though, with the greedy bunch as they are."
"Also remember that this was a test on all aspects of the flight profile. So, in essence, people may change their flight squadrons around. the leaders of the three flights get to pick their wingmen. So a dogfighter may end up wingman, even if he's better than the leader at dogfighting."
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2005 9:21 pm
Kefka wanted to whoop out in joy, but concealed his glee and instead merely smiled. He extended a hand out to Jarik and Logar each, to slap with a high-five, in congratulations.
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