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 Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2005 11:28 pm
The Dreg pulled out of hyperspace to find Drako fighting with NR fighters.
::Novara:: " Master Drako. I got your message. I found this lovely ship you tould me to find. Sorry it took so long to get.....The owner didnt want to give it up. "
The Dreg started to fire at the NR fighters.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 12:12 am
Just as Angel began to lose conciousness, she could feel Mordranna's hands grabbing her, but she was out cold before she could tell what was going on.
Angel found herself standing before 2 opposing sides in a battle, with her lightsaber locked with someone else's. Looking at her opponent, she sees Mordranna. As their sabers clash, the sparks create a bright flash, and soon Angel is before what appears to be the Jedi Council. The Council members are debating something about her, but she can't understand their words. As she turns around, she's in some other location, and Mordranna is beside her, smiling at her as though they were friends, as they both charge to attack an enemy. As they attack, Angel then finds herself with the Dark Lord aboard the Eclipdra, her heart racing as she comes into his arms. Everything goes black, and a voice echoes in her mind. " Redemption... ... ... Truth... ... ... By his side... "
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 1:26 am
The Dreg blasted a NR fight that had tailed PR1M3.
" Tolm....just in time. i have pressing matters to take care of. Please handle these fools and meet me at Ossus."
PR1M3 left the battle as the fighters turned to fight the Dreg.
Prime started his approch to Ossus. Slowly PR1M3 came down to land. Finding a clearing, Drako landed and got out. He looked around only seeing open land.
" I feel you....you old fool. Ill let you come to me....."
Drako let out his anger. His rage turned to a force storm and struck out at the surrounding area.
Drako let out a evil laugh as he did. He knew that his time had come to strike down his old master.
Drako stopped his force attack and pulled out the Blood stone. He pulled out his new saber and put the stone in place. He laughed as the saber ignited. The color was not red....but more of a combination of black and red.
" Now that my saber is finished.....I will have my revenge!" A cold wind passed as Drako waited.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 9:10 am
Nyalisk stopped and leaned against a tree, taking a draw from her canteen. it had been three hours since she had found his trail, but she had seen no sign of him aside from a hard to follow trail and the ocasional path pushed through the foliage.
It shouldn't be this hard to hunt a spacer rat, they usually would stick out like a sore thumb in the jungle. Yet this one seems to know a few things about survival.
She drank some more from her canteen and then put it away, taking up her Rodian blast rifle once more. she slowly searched her surroundings, seeking another clue to the whereabouts of her elusive quarry. suddenly her Rodian ears caught the sound of a branch creaking under weight behind her. it was her only warning.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 10:05 am
Selkisto cut the air swiftly with his arm, ordering complete silence. They all had multi-spectrum goggles on, and stopped discussing plans when they saw his gesture through the darkness of the compartment. There were the hushed tones of binary droid voices, the twittering of electronic equipment, then the shuffling of he dead bodies out.
With a tremendous lurch, gigantic claws pierced through the tough hull of the pod, jarring the three pilots/agents out of their positions. Selkisto's helmet bumped against a bulkhead- he stifled a yelp and kept listening. There was an instantanious feeling of weightlessness and he knew they were in the air.
They traveled this way for some time. They heard the sloshing of treads as immense wheels groaned through the water, then they heard what sounded like the treads grating against mud, and then rock or grass. Finally the pod settled on a platform that felt about the same level as they were being held during the journey, until they abruptly felt the force of several Gs as they plunged what felt like some 40 meters in a downward slope. Halfway through, they heard a grinding noise, then a snap hiss, and they knew they were in a tunnel by the echoes reverberating off of thick, hard walls around the pod.
Finally, they stopped for a moment, then moved slowly in another direction. An unsettling smashing noise became audible now, and Selkisto decided to investigate. He opened the compartment, or attempted to, but it had been crushed shut, probably by the clwas of whatever transported them.
His lightsaber hissed to life, and he plunged the weapon into the side of the pod, pushing all of his strength against the silver handle. It moved reluctantly, so he pressed harder, finally forming an orange, white-hot arc. The edges of the metal melted away, and Selkisto saw through it what was a gigantic compactor, bearing down repeatedly on the conveyor belt they were apparently traveling on.
"Stang." With that, he pressed harder, pushing his shoulder now against the hull. It bent slowly and the hole got larger, but not quickly enough. Frustrated, he pulled his saber back, turned it off, yanked his T-21 over his shoulder and unloaded a full clip into the wall of the pod.
It exploded outward and he returned the gun to his shoulder, threw himself out, and grinned at the others. "Looks like this is our stop!"
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 10:29 am
Nyalisk spun around and snapped her rifle up.
The crosshairs settled clearly on Cale Darksun, his face painted camo and his sleaves torn up for hand wraps and a headband. His knife was balanced for a throw in his hand and his face was parted in an awkward smile.
"Well Crap." He said. "so much for stealth."
"yes, Too bad. But the game ends now Human vrelt." Nyalisk said as she charged her rifle. "You will pay for taking my arm."
Cale sighed in annoyance."Look, it was self defense. I had every right to blast you dead."
"doesn't mean Im going to pardon you for it. That was my favorite arm." she snarled.
Cale's mouth split into a cheerful smile. "hey thanks! I was wondering about that!"
The outlaw's arm snapped a throw faster than could belive. the Vibro Kife spun through the air and jabbed deep into the elbow joint of Nyalik's Cybernetic. the arm spazmed wildly and the rifle was thrown from her grasp. The Rodian howled in pain and frustration as she ripped the blade from her arm and shut the limb off.
By this time Cale was standing before her looking rather confident.
"Now, I know there are smart rodians in the galaxy somewhere, but Ive yet to find them. At least I can see the familiy resemblance between you and your brothers." The outlaw taunted.
Angrily, the woman clutched the knife and charged at Cale, fully intent to bury the weapon into his ribs.
The outlaw let her charge him, then snapped out and grabbed her thrusting arm. he pulled her into his elbow, smashing into her shest and knocking the air from her lungs. He then flipped her over onto her back and buried his boot into her face as he pulled his knife free from her grasp.
He released her grip on her as she gasped for air and took her canteen and a packet of rations from her belt. he removed one of the concetrated bars from the pack and munched on it absentmindedly as the woman slowly tried to stagger to her feet.
"Y'know Nyalisk, Its a pretty bad sign when you get schooled in your own home turf,(munch munch) but its really bad when it happens on live HV." he said, nodding to the camerabot that was taking this all in. "Oh and thanks for the Rations(munch munch). I was feeling kinda peckish." the outlaw kicked the rodian in the side and chuckled, snaging her rifle on the way out. "See ya later sweetheart. Give me a call sometime when you want me to kick your a**. Meantime, Im gonna head home. Im sure you know where that is, you stalking me and all. say hi to your dad for me." with that he sliped into the foliage out of Nyalisk's sight.
The rodian cursed and swore in every language she knew as she pulled out her comn and called for assistance.
Leaving me alive is the worst mistake you'll ever make you maggot infested ghest corpse.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 2:33 pm
It took only a few hops across several conveyor belts loaded with ill-fated scrap before the thee hastily-assembled commandos were on a service catwalk. They took it to a door, which was locked until it had a run-in with Selkisto's lightsaber. "These things sure are handy," he muttered, offering a grin to his two companions. They smiled in return, but the weight of their mission bore down on them heavily. Despite their expressions, death and duty were all that occupied their minds.
They ran down a long, dirty corridor until they entered a small control room, occupied only by a PIP/2 droid monitoring a computer console. Alshia shook her head and approached her oblivious victim, taking out a datapad and plugging it into a socket on the laboring machine. "You know," Alshia tucked a lekku back behind her jacket before continuing, "back at Telbrintel, these things were considered the epitome of a low-security droid." She smiled broadly before turning her gaze to her work, which didn't take long at all. "There. In about 20 standard minutes, there'll be a major malfunction down here." As if on cue, all of the doors in the direction of the shield generator opened in rapid succession. "I've cleared security as far as I can reach from here, so we should be fine for a while."
"Why do they have their security network based in a low-security droid?" Selkisto's question was more to himself, wondering how people of such incredible stupidity could be holding off the Republic fleet.
"Oh, no, the droid doesn't control that. It just has access to it. Therefore, I have access to it." She flashed another heart-melting smile before returning her datapad to a satchel at her waist.
Selkisto patter her on the shoulder. "Good job, Alshia."
"Just my civic duty, Sir."
Selkisto smiled himself, and this time realized he never removed his rebreather. he was so used to having oxygen tubes running into his mouth from his mask that he hadn' t noticed its persistant presence. He removed the thing and put it back in its pouch. "Shall we roll on then?" He afforded one more glance at the bulb-headed PIP/2 droid before stalking down the newly cleared corridor, his companions in tow.
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2005 4:27 pm
The Dregs turbolasers cannons fire again and again. The NR fights soon pull out.
::Novara:: " Ha. Look at those nerf herders run. Lets get to Drako. Ossus.....Dont think i have been there. Lets move out. Some one get me a drink."
The Dreg activated its hyper drive and headed to Ossus.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 6:17 pm
The button pressed, Neb watched as the back wall's datafiles dropped away, revealing a trove of holocrons, arranged in circular format, coming up through the floor. The pedastal finished revolving, as Neb's eyes widened, a more beautiful sight he had never before seen. Slowly, a knot in the tree opened up, as Neb looked inside.
"Another piece of the Tan' Sa' Qua', no doubt." he mused, pulling out the shard, and pocketing it somewhere in his robes. He counted on his fingers, calculating how many more shards still remained.
"At least four more... unless they fragmented as well..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 7:58 pm
Mordranna walked out of the library, with Darth Valycia draped over her shoulder. Seeing Cajin at his post, she gave him a friendly nod. "I'll be taking this one to Neb," she gently told him, gesturing to Valycia with her free hand. "She's not to be harmed in any way," she firmly stated. "Myself and Neb had a chat after the Battle of Kashyyk. You've probably been told things about Sith, and I'll grant you that such are not the sort of people that one would invite to have Bothan tea with your grandmother," she began. "However, there is one thing that we Jedi believe: Anybody can be redeemed." Of course, beneath the helmet, Mordranna could not read the man, but imagined that his draw probably dropped, or mayhaps that his expression was that of skepticism. "But, I fought this one at Kashyyk. Very formidable, indeed." She smiled with a nod to the unconscious woman. "And, for a Sith, dare I also say honorable?"
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 8:30 pm
Still out cold while Mordranna was carrying her, she drifted off into another dream.
Angel saw herself in the past, being very shy and timid around her adoptive family as they discussed with an official why they thought they'd be best for her. The scene changes to a couple years later, where she had come to love her new family as though they were her real one. Time zips forward and she sees her family's transport take off into space on what would become a tragic journey. She sees the Jedi-flown craft crash into her family's ship once again, just like it always does in her haunting nightmares. The scene changes again, and she's in the Dark Lord's arms again like her last dream. She feels his arms around her, holding her tight, and she looks into his eyes and instead of the Dark Lord of the Sith, she sees a man who's expression says he doesn't want her to ever leave his side because he doesn't want to lose her. She returns his embrace by putting her arms around him as well, and their faces come closer together.
Still draped over Mordranna's shoulder, Angel's body reacts to her dream. Her arms squeeze on Mordranna very gently and she mutters " Phoenix... "
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 8:42 pm
"Understood." came the reply from his helmet.
But if she's a threat...
His expression was slightly skeptical.
Redemption...I don't know about 'anyone'...and for a Sith Lord? Eh, I don't know...
I suppose it would be good to have more mercy in the galaxy...but...it's usually too risky...and it'll probably never happen...and...eh, whatever.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 9:21 pm
"Thank you," Mordranna replied to Cajin. "Neb should be coming back soon," she replied. She gave a slight start, as Valycia seemed to give her a warm, soft embrace. "It's ok," she told Cajin with a dismissive wave of her free arm. "We did have a battle but a few moments ago. However, I had expected her to have put up a lot fiercer fight. But then, she seemed to have been weakened by something before I got there." Pointing to her belt, she pointed out her lightsaber next to hers. "Of course, one can't be too careful, as I confiscated her lightsaber,"
After a pause, along with the chirps of the local forest insects, Mordranna continued. "Now, I know that you're probably thinking that there's no way such can happen with a Sith,"
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2005 9:34 pm
Neb glanced at various holocrons, checking for some that Skywalker might take an interest in. Almost all looked the same, but towards the back, there was one that seemed different, not only in shape and color, but also able to draw curiosity from Neb as well.
"Definately something Skywalker would be interested in..." Neb stated, grabbing it, along with a normal one, which entitled some interesting knowledge about history, which would amuse only those who wanted to work on a project. It was only reference text, but it was so old it was still a holocron, instead of a datadisk, and would make nice reading for jedi going into ancient studies.
Neb resealed the podium, and watched it slide back into place. Travelign back the same way he came, nothing looked different, nothing out of place. Figuring it might be a while since he came back, he went through the biography section, and was about to pick up a disk, when he noticed something odd. New to his glance, one had less dust than the others. While it had been quite a while since anything really had come here, it still was fresh, in an old sort of way. Neb snatched it, feeling the burden of time pressing him onward, and sealed the vault again, shaking hands with the tendrils, and hoping to meet with them another day.
Turning right, instead of straight on through the corridoor, Neb entered the outside again. But fresh air only diverted his glance for a moment.
"Caught yourself a fishy, I see. Mordranna, this one is too small, release her back in the wild..." He coyed, noticing the young lady.
However, memory kicked back in.
"On second thought... Take her with us. You caught yourself a trophy, one which should not be so carelessly disposed of. This is most.... unnerving. To the ship, or here?"
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