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 Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 1:05 pm
Nelowulf "Desperation. Intriguing. Charging into battle with no idea of what it held. Why would my master, slayer of numerous jedi masters while a knight, need such an apprentice? You have served your purpose. Kill..." was all HM said. He suddenly stopped, and turned towards Ferno. The spectre had gone back to staring at the stars. It wasnt HM that had replied. Veers had understood the pause long before HM could coordinate. "Apparantly mi'lord sees much potential in your future. I assume that after we deal with the issues on Coruscant, he'll test your aptitude..." By this time, HM had caught up. "Admiral, despite your accuracy, I'd suggest not interupting any conversation that does not involve you." He nodded to Veers in a friendly matters, "Well then, I shall await your masters plans, until then..where do you wish me to stay, should you just like me to stnad here my good gentlemen," said the sith apretnice gaining back his senses.
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 1:12 pm
"You will be assigned quarters on this ship, until command has been revoked or you decide to do something foolish. We will observe you, and there are enough assassins on board to make sure you'd never make a single false step anyhow. It is your choice if you choose to leave the presence, or stay here. Its a short hop to Coruscant." HM reported.
Everything seemed to lighten up, as the assassins vanished back to their natural camoflagued state (something Ferno used as constant practice to build up endurance) and everyone who was distracted foced back on their work.
"One more thing. I suggest that if you will suck up to the master, do it in a professional way. Use mi'lord over 'my good gentleman'."
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 4:37 pm
Elladan Kenet thumbed through the assembled reports from his agents and sources, "Hmm... So the enemy has all but abandoned the world of Garos IV. Our recent defeats not withstanding." Elladan frowned as a report rose to the top, its analysis of the situation and images from the Garos IV stardock immediately struck him, "My my... Borill, your forces took more of a beating in the last few months of operations then I originally thought. The Hektor's Shield is awaiting power core replacement while a number of your ships are relying upon old and worn equipment. A shortage of hyperdrives..."
Elladan Kenet tapped a holographic projector at the center of the room, "Its time to make that blue-eyed devil pay for making a mockery of my forces."
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 5:56 pm
(( Please reserve the use of smileys to chat, and OOC commentary. Thank you. ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 11:47 pm
Vera said aloud, to no one in particular, "If we take position here, there's a good chance we'll be hit by friendly fire.."
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 12:01 am
"Perhaps we should hug the doorway," Kalnar suggested. "That way, we can repel any whom get past the other's guns." the Mon Cal said.
"I do believe that Sir Kalnar and Lady Vera are correct," Iria agreed.
"Then, myself and Gunther will take the left flank," Kalnar said, indicating the left side of the hangar entrance. "You two can take the right,"
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 12:37 am
"We're putting a lot of faith in the spread of their blasters," Vera muttered, taking a position a safe distance from the entrance.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 12:42 am
"Then, let us hope that the aim of our companions is true," Iria said, taking her posistion beside her master.
"Do take care, everyone," Kalnar said.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:35 am
((God damn it Loki, you havent been paying attention at all to what had been going on have you?))
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 7:46 am
Loki the Stampede Ree sat across from the leading warrior. Both there helmets were off now, and they looked over to Akey, who was wrapping a young girl's arm while humming a tune. The Mandalorian turned to Ree. "Soon after your father's death, Immortal appeared. While we were in a good state on Mandalore, he believed we could have more. Some were greedy and fought next to him. The rest said no. And thus, the civil war broke out." He took a drink from a bottle of finely aged Corilian Ale. The warrior's name was Knire O'luut. We was a strong warrior, and stood by his people from the looks of things. Ree stood, an emotionless expression on his face. "...Well... I wish I could help, really."Knire looked up, confused. "Why can't you? What is stopping you? You are Mando'ade, are you not?" Ree looked away. "...So... you have really turned your back on your bloodlines?" Ree paused for a moment, and then started back to the docking hole. Knire took a drink of the last of the ale, and lowered his head, saying something of how 'its hopeless' in Mandalorian. Ree made his way to the docking hole, when he looked to the side. A young boy was knelt next his father. The boy fought back the tear, and held his father's hand. The father was strongly built, and his armor was bloody. The father did not move. Ree lifted his helmet, looking into the visor. Knire looked up, hearing the boots coming back. Ree looked ready, but for what, he didn't know. "Alright... Tell me what you know. Our people will suffer no more!"Knire grew a weak smile on his face. ------------ Aksel felt the strong arms grab ahold of him. "My fate is what I will it..."He threw his sabers to the side, and looked at the metal teeth. "Nice teeth buddy..."Aksel then sent a strong Force Lightning threw both of their arms. It would hurt both of them, but give him the ability to pull away. ((Bracers dude, not braces, armguards. And WTF are you talking about strong arms? And who the hell are you aiming at? OMFG WHATS GOING ON!?)) Before he could get the attack off, his body froze up in place, his mind spinning and his muscles locking up in place, near to the point of pain. The short Master had a grip upon him. Try as the sith could, they would not be able to escape. Suddenly his head felt like it was being burrowed into, and suddenly his vision went black, and then his mind. Jaron had forced the sith into a blackout."Quick we must be."Master Vrook said to both Heras and the defected trooper. Heras notted, his saber swiching off."This way master." he said turning and hurrying down an alleyway. In a hanger not to far off was Lambda-class Shuttle. Heras hurried onto the ship and made his seat in a slightly too small pilots seat as Jaron hurried along, hopefully followed by the defected trooper. After a few minutes the ship took off, quickly leaving the system.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:03 pm
Kaze-Kage Daisuko Nelowulf "You will be assigned quarters on this ship, until command has been revoked or you decide to do something foolish. We will observe you, and there are enough assassins on board to make sure you'd never make a single false step anyhow. It is your choice if you choose to leave the presence, or stay here. Its a short hop to Coruscant." HM reported. Everything seemed to lighten up, as the assassins vanished back to their natural camoflagued state (something Ferno used as constant practice to build up endurance) and everyone who was distracted foced back on their work. "One more thing. I suggest that if you will suck up to the master, do it in a professional way. Use mi'lord over 'my good gentleman'." The sith appretnice glared at the droid, "Ah, if only I wasn't in a place where I could be killed so easily, I would re route your wires until you explode," he said angirly. ((please refrain from using quotes in the RP. this is supposed to move along like a story, not a quote-ey post-fest. and as for your siggy, JFK technically died for us, but that doesn't mean we should all worship him. Our soldiers in Iraq die for us. Lots of people die for other people. Not a good reason to worship them for that alone, though it is indeed noble.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:12 pm
Nospai Deathous Kaze-Kage Daisuko Nelowulf "You will be assigned quarters on this ship, until command has been revoked or you decide to do something foolish. We will observe you, and there are enough assassins on board to make sure you'd never make a single false step anyhow. It is your choice if you choose to leave the presence, or stay here. Its a short hop to Coruscant." HM reported. Everything seemed to lighten up, as the assassins vanished back to their natural camoflagued state (something Ferno used as constant practice to build up endurance) and everyone who was distracted foced back on their work. "One more thing. I suggest that if you will suck up to the master, do it in a professional way. Use mi'lord over 'my good gentleman'." The sith appretnice glared at the droid, "Ah, if only I wasn't in a place where I could be killed so easily, I would re route your wires until you explode," he said angirly. ((please refrain from using quotes in the RP. this is supposed to move along like a story, not a quote-ey post-fest. and as for your siggy, JFK technically died for us, but that doesn't mean we should all worship him. Our soldiers in Iraq die for us. Lots of people die for other people. Not a good reason to worship them for that alone, though it is indeed noble.)) ((First off, judging me by my religion is just interproprite and un called for. I belive in christ ok, so back off I live in America buddy, freedom of religion! Second I quoted so my bad? Why must everything become something that interupts the rp, no one is complaining about me quoting, so why do you have to? I am so confused as to why all the moderators are pushing my buttons and making everything I dop some sort of epidemic, when I have been trying to be nice to everyone! But fine, I will delete the post and make it as ordinary one.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 5:14 pm
((Yo dipshits. No Arguing in the RP.))
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