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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 6:10 pm
"Helm, take us in," Radomir ordered.
"Aye, aye, sire," the helmsman responded.
"What's the moon's environment?" Radomir asked.
"Forest world," the commander responded. "It's reported to be uninhabited."
"We'll see about that. Once these pirates are defeated, this system will be a new claim for Onderon!" Radomir turned to Brike. "Can you detect any specific area the pirates are hiding? A region of some sort?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 8:44 am
K-Blade Cale Darksun "Yes, yes, and no." Jag said. "Niomie, I tried before. Several times. But its not easy for a wanted man to get into the Ringali Shell. then again i suppose your mother also didn't tell you that I'm a pirate too." “No, Mom didn’t tell me that ether.” Niomie said, shaking her head. “So, what are you going to do with me anyways, like what’s expected of me?” She queried, feeling a little overwhelmed. "I am going to teach you the skills that a Mandalorian would know by now: Fighting, surviving, trade skills our history, culture, and language." Jag said as the ship came into view. "You will be expected to maintain your own kit: blasters, blades and beskar'gam. You will be expected to follow the Resol'nare, the ship's articles, and my orders as captain of the ship. You will also be expected to follow your duties on the ship, whatever they may be." "It may seem too much at first, but you'll get the hang of it."
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:01 pm
The Kuati Ambassador to the Dac system smiled slightly as he read the note which he was to present to the Mon Calamari government. Sometimes it amazed him how devious Giddean Kuat was, by challenging the best shipbuilder the Republic had left in its arsenal he was attempting to convince them to resume purchasing their products.
The Kuat Sector Authority has watched with great interest as Dac has declared that they have produced the most advanced combat cruiser in the galaxy. We intend to demonstrate to the whole of the galaxy the absurdity of this claim. Soon, the Titan-class Star Cruiser, Titan will arrive at Mon Calamari to challenge the Independence. Bring forth your cruiser and we'll soon see who produces the most powerful Star Cruiser in the Galaxy.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:07 pm
Niomie nodded her head as Jag began the list of her responsibilities.
“I think I can pull my weight aboard a ship Daddy and I’d love to learn what it is to be Mandalorian, but,” She averted her eyes as her face reddened with further embracement. “I don’t really know anything about a blasters or knifes or… beskar-gam?” She repeated the word, hopping she had pronounced it correctly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:15 pm
"I'll try," Brike replied honestly, but after five minutes of fruitless searching she sighed and turned to Radomir. "I can't find a specific settlement, sir, just the pull of their Force signatures is very strong near the south-western region of the moon."
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:32 pm
Radomir nodded. "Very well."
"We've achieved orbit of the moon, my lord," the helmsman reported.
"Good." Radomir turned to his XO. "Prepare a company for landing immediately, and have a fighter squadron sweep the area. Mistress Brike, accompany me to the main hangar."
"Sire!" Commander Vaela exclaimed. Radomir returned his gaze to her. "I'm sorry for the outburst, my lord, but as a member of the Royal Navy, I cannot allow you to endanger yourself." The prince closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He reopened his eyes and said, "Thank you for your concern, commander, but I'm sure Mistress Brike can protect me well enough. And I'm certain you know that I was trained in warfare throughout my life, so I can handle myself. If you're worried about my family's reaction if I die, there are many witnesses on this bridge to back you." Radomir turned to the rear of the bridge and began walking. "Come, Miss Brike, we should not dally."
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:35 pm
With a nod, Brike felt deftly for her lightsaber, its cool metal casing comforting her with thoughts of battle ahead. "Yes sir." Walking down the ramp she asked, "What sort of ship will we be taking down?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:44 pm
Another nod from the Muun as the Jedi made her final demands. "I'm sure they'll comply. Now, for the crime scene." Quickly he downloaded a small datadrive and handed it to her. "Those are the coordinates to the planet, and the base located on it. Once you enter the system, you'll be hailed and asked to stand down or retreat. Just give the ID code from the ID I gave you, and you'll be cleared.
"Is there anything else I can get for you, before you leave, Mistress Jedi?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:56 pm
"The same transport as the troops," Radomir answered as he walked through the doorway into the main hangar. "That." He pointed at a square ship with a turret at each corner, and the cockpit at the top-center.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 5:00 pm
After studying the ship in silence for a few moments, Brike nodded. "Looks nice." She said, realizing her clumsy words almost to late. Kicking herself inwardly, she hoped Radomir didn't take offense.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 5:07 pm
"It may not be beautiful, but it's effective," Radomir said, walking to the dropship. "Designed by the Duros. They can carry a company, two hundred-twenty-five men and women, plus the accompanying vehicles. Hovertanks and the like." He stepped inside the transport, greeted by soldiers who all stood at attention instantly. "Don't stand because of me, please," Radomir said casually as he walked down the rows of seats.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 5:11 pm
"That's what this is for," Oriss stated, waving the datapad around a bit. "Might I ask, what do you think of this... theif?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 5:15 pm
When asked of his opinion, the CEO shrugged. "When I first heard of the theft, I assumed it was a fluke coincidence between uncharacteristic lack of security, and a matter of someone taking the right time to act. Finding out that it may be a Sith..." he shrugged. "We had many dealings with Darth Sidious. If this thief is what he claims, then it is quite possible he is very powerful, and very crafty. Or he could just be using the title to make himself appear more potent than he actually is."
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 5:31 pm
Brike nodded in compliance as Radomir strode to the cockpit. Taking a seat as the engines whinned to life, she inhaled deeply, calming her nerves with a soothing wave from the Force. "How long until we arrive on the moon?" She asked over the ship's roar.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 5:47 pm
"Ten minutes, I assume," Radomir said. Through the viewport, the prince could see the dropship depart from the hangar and head for the planet. The fighter squadron Radomir asked for was seeable in the distance. "V-19s," he said, indicating the fighters. "I'm sure you're familiar with them."
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