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 Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:34 pm
the Mos Eisely space port was buzzing with the normal activity a backwater waystation/tourist trap normaly experienced. ships flew out, ships flew in, and a hundred different species went about their buisness. one figure stood out in the crowd milling about the delerict colony ship that seemed to be the center of town. a dark haired spacer, in need of a shave and sitting on a duffle bag that mut have contained his worldly possecions, held a sign that read in five different languages: will work cheep.
Cale Darksun, Bandit, Bounty hunter, Bootlegger, and all around Galactic Outlaw, shited his position and held his sign up again. He sighed. "Damn it, I never thought I'd have to resort to begging again..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 6:39 pm
Angel ran through several crowds and dodged various objects in the way as she made her way as fast as possible to docking bay 1220. Finally, she had arrived, but was a little too worn out with keeping at top speed to notice if the Dark Lord was already there, or still hadn't made it yet. She sits on top of a closed metal box nearby to catch her breath. " Note to self: Incoming swoop bikes have the right of way. " she thought to herself.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 11:36 pm
Phoenix, newly clothed in a black tuxedo, force levitated Angel into the Sunset Dawn He gently dropped her into an enormous, dewbackleathered chair, died a deep grey to accent the black and white marbling of the ship. The floorboards were synthwooden, but looked almost like real Kashyykan lumbering. Beautiful black rugs were laid on the ground, and the controls were all a silvery white. Phoenix settled himself into the captain's seat, and flipped on the com
"Requesting outbound clearance."
The response time was just long enough for Phoenix to dim down the light, giving the cabin a warm atmosphere.
Before they knew it, they were in space, passing through the Coruscant traffic, and jumping to hyperspace.
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2005 11:53 pm
"Just look at me, I used to be the leader of a very advanced and possibly one of the best mercinary groups for galaxies around and now look at me. I'm stuck here in this back water cantina drunk out of my skull spending my last few credits on having a booze up everyone would envy." Sidon said, it was another day he would waste inside the cantina unless anyone needed a job. But did anyone need a job that here on Tatooine where if anyone wanted you dead you would be killed almost instantly.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 12:11 pm
The speeder drove back into the used speeder lot, as the Toydarian grimly accepted the speeder back.
"Pleasure doing business with you," Neb grinned, tipping an imaginary hat. He continued onward, returning to his ship only to beam a message back to coruscant. According to them, despite his protests, he was to remain on Tatooine, and the ship would be used for someone else. Absolutely irritated, Neb calmed down, and headed inside the most famous place on tatooine: The infamous Mos Eisley Cantina.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2005 12:40 pm
"Well,well,well looky here bar keep looks like your drinks are so bad they've brought a Jedi in to punish you. Sidon said smiling wdley before ordering yet another drink. Quickly draining it he stood up and started wandering asking anyone that seemed to look edgy whether they needed protection or anything done for them.
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2005 11:54 am
After finishing the pre-flight preparations, Ryunosuke tapped a few buttons and flipped several switches and his T-65 X-Wing Starfighter lifted about two meters in the air. He waited as R7-F3 made the final check, and then he kicked the repulsorlifts into high gear and the X-Wing shot out of the Jedi Temple hangar bay and into the bright blue sky of Coruscant.
Ryo leaned into the comlink and pushed the "Talk" button. "This is aircraft 3379 requesting to leave Coruscant's atmosphere."
There was a crackle over the comlink and then, "Flight 3379, you have been granted permission to leave Coruscant. Have a nice trip."
"Thanks," Ryo replied. After letting the nav computer set his course, he pulled the hyperdrive levers back, and his X-Wing shot into hyperspace, heading for the desert planet of Tatooine.
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2005 8:26 pm
"I'm sorry... sir," the Talz garbled distractedly, watching a pack of suspicious jawas as they loitered near a stack of plasteel crates marked "Fragile" in about ten different languages. "You must pay the docking fee or I will have security tow your ship."
Tssirk sneered at the henchman. "Thisss fee isss too high. I've paid lessss on planetsss in the Hapesss cluster, which are worth 100 timesss more than thisss planet..."
"Yes, well," the Talz turned to pay him momentary attention, "if you don't like it, you are more than welcome to park out in the dunes where your ship can be scavenged by Jawas and destroyed by the Tuskens. Or go to the nearest town and walk here, which I assure you, is no pleasure cruise."
Growling under his breath, Tssirk tossed the credits at the Talz's feet and stalked off, smirking to himself as the Jawas made a hasty retreat with some parts from the containers while the bulky alien was bending over for the money.
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2005 10:25 pm
Soon enough, the Dawning Thunder had landed at the Mos Eisley spaceport, where Imperius and Terra disembarked.
"Terra, I want you to go to Mos Espa, where my Master grew up. There, you will find an abandoned shop called Walds' Parts. It originally belonged to My Master's owner, and my Master spent many hours there. It is there that you will build your lightsaber."
Not long after, Imperius found a man with a sign saying that he needed work.
"You, spacer, I have a Job for you. I want you to escort this girl, but whatever you do, do NOT enter the building where her destination is if you value your life. So what say you.." Imperius probed his mind and found a name
"Cale Darksun?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2005 1:02 am
Cale felt his brain itch for a second, then he snapped up to look at the man who addressed him. how did he know my name? he wondered. he cleared his head."childsitting? all the way to Mos Espa? thats gonna be pricey. 6,000 credits. Republic script, and upfront." he eyed the man suspiciously. where have I met this man before?...he seems familiar...
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2005 7:31 am
tell you what. I'll give you 3000 now. and four thousand when i reach Mos Espa in a day or two? It won't be a difficult job. SHe will be staying at the New Republic Embassy in Mos Espa, and you are free to enjoy a neighboring suite. NRI will pay for everything. What say you Mr. Darksun?
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2005 8:55 am
Nyos blinked. something bothered him about this. the guy was willing to fork over a huge sum just tor look after this girl, more than what Cale had origionaly demanded. there was no negotiation either, he just bumped it up. he felt a bad fealing in the pit of his stomach about this deal, but it was 7000 credits..."make it Four thousand up front, and I'll do it." he said.
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