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Sephiroth_2000 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 3:58 pm
As he sat there enjoying the peace, a communtication came though Sephiroth's radio stating something about the captured man that made the stupid mistake of drawing swords with his earlier. Sephiroth finished his glass of brandy before picking up his radio to reply.
I'm currently too far from the hospital to get there in time. I suggest you get someone else from the Republic instead.
Just as he attached his radio back on his utility belt, a dark-robed figure approached him. Sephiroth was able to quickly capture a glimpse of a saber as the man spoke.
I could say the same about you. I can't say I ever remember seeing you at the Jedi Temple before. Tell me, why is that?
Sephiroth turned around on his seat to look at red headed man, his saber now even more visable.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 11:50 am
Nodding, Doc bob breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the floor as he awaited the cargo hauler. during the time he waited, he thought to himself, well, it seems that she has forgiven me, but I feel that she may never truely forgive me...despite this, I should give her every reason to trust me that I can, for, if nothing else I need as many people as I can to trust me....I wonder what she is doing tonight? well, its not likely to be any of my business, so if she wants to tell me, I won't refuse, but to pressure or ask her at this point would be.....unwise. since I have time....I may as well make a few entries into my log.... Pulling his makeshift datapad from one of his pants pockets, Doc Bob first checks to make sure it isnt damaged before he powers it up and types through a few password locks. As the main screen pops up, a hidden program kicks in, causing the display to show a seemingly random pattern. and now comes the fun part of this....its time to use my own mind to decode the display and enter the data accordingly.....
((OOC note: if someone were looking over his shoulder, the display would look like a piece of modern art, or a simple plaid display. when he enters data (by pressing his finger to different parts of the screen) the pattern shifts and changes, and since he's pressing his finger at typing speed, it would probably give anyone sezuire prone ....well...a seziure. sweatdrop if you think this is an uber-item or something, PM me and I can explain the backstory of it....but for right now, this post is more than long enough. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 8:09 am
James chuckeld before answer the Jedi's question.
Let's just say that I have never found truth in the words of the Republic. I would rather anyone in power than them. My allegiance lies elsewhere.
He stood back and drew his lightsaber and ignited it. The blades ommited a bright red glow.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 3:07 pm
((Two "and"s in a sentence. Tut tut xd ))
Sephiroth sighed and placed his glass on the counter as he saw the red glow engulf the room. He stood up from his seat, removing his robe and placing it neatly on the counter. He was not exactly surprised by the man's actions, as most independent Jedi claimed to be enemies of the Republic. He pulled his saber from his belt and clutched it tightly in his right hand. The teal beam ignited, the room now split into a red glow on one side, and a pale blue on the other.
Will I ever get a rest today?
With that, Sephiroth raised his saber high above his head, as if to swing a powerful blow, but halted the attacked mid-motion, to swing a lower, much less powerful attack towards to man's lower torso.
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Sephiroth_2000 Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 7:01 pm
Natalia activated her speeders convertible top and engaged the auto pilot so she could change her clothes. Her father would be furious about her appearance but that didn't bother her. He was never genuinely happy about anything she did so she had given up on trying to please him when she was eleven or so despite Millie's promptings to try and get along with him.
What was bothering her was Doc but for the third time she pushed the annoying feeling that something wasn't right aside. She'd examine the problem properly when she had more time and her mind was clear.
Once she had her dress on she pulled out her data pad and ran through the local restaurant directory. After a couple moments of searching she found an acceptable one that delivered and place an order on Doc's behalf. Judging by his behavior from the previous evening she figured it would take the delivery alarm to remind him to eat once he started working on his ship since she wouldn't be there to remind him.
"I'll bet he's looking through the parts right now..." She though with more then a twinge of jealousy. Normally a wild rancor couldn't have pulled her away from that kind of project but she owed her father and if she didnt pay up promptly he would find a way to make her seriously regret it.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 7:29 pm
Avor noticed that when trooper was talking he only had one hand on his gun, and his partner was looking at him as the Jedi finnaly sent a reply.
In a single swift moton Avor grabed the barrel of the gun, pulling it towards him. But the trooper taken by surprize still had tight grip, being pulled towards him, Avor reached over with a fist. It connected with the trooper's face, knocking him out cold.
In a panic, both Avor and the other troop in frantic fury, raised their guns and let loose a hastly unaimed volley.
But Avor's luck came out on top, the tropper took a shot in the arm and a glancing hit on his helmet, knocking him out. He chuckled as his lucky shot, but then to his left an inch away from his head he could see a black blast mark.
He stripped a trooper down and took his his cloths, armor, equipment but he took each of the trooper's weapons.
He made one last check to make sure the troopers werent getting up for a while, and with his disguisee, walked out of the hospital and out into the busy city streets.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 8:27 pm
Amazingly, Doc Bob managed to refrain from looking through the parts, thinking to himself. I am eager, yes....but if I start now, I can't show off my accomplishments to my new friend miss natalia, and she is most likely as anxious, if not more so than I.....hmmm...still got those recordings to go through..... and so doc bob moved to the holovid player, watching instructional after instructional, only pausing to get the food when it arrived, and eat as he continued to watch....by the time it was midnight, he was dozing, empty plate in hand and holovid paused.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 11:31 am
((Shush you scream ))
Not expecting the attack, James swung his lightsaber downward to block his opponents move. He kept his hand moving, pushing of the jedis lightsaber. James jumped back.
Trying to suprise me huh? No one does that to me!
James took a defensive stance, waiting for the next attack.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 2:09 pm
Natalia hated dancing, small talk and mingling. All of which was required at a senate function. Growing up attending such events had done nothing to endear them to her and had merely made her dread them more.
"Darling! How have you been getting on? Its been ages since I've seen you!" A woman practically shrieked as she stepped out of a milling group of government officials.
Natalia vaguely remembered the woman who seemed to materialize out of nowhere as a gossip monger with something against her father. "Its wonderful to see you as well Ms. Sharp." Natalia said automatically preparing for a verbal sparing match only to be caught up in furry rib cracking embrace from behind.
"You to Senator Cururah." She said over the wookies enthusiastic greeting that could have easily been mistaken for a roar.
The evening wore on in a similar fashion with no sign of her fathers presence. By midnight she was battered, footsore and more then certain she had repaid her debt.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:44 pm
((poor natalia.....oh, and even though no one can really peer into his dreams....I still think it's funny at least... sweatdrop ))
At the stroke of midnight, Doc Bob was already fast asleep, dozing away the rest of the evening...*dream sequence.....Doc bob's figure can be seen working away at a mental construction of his ship, toiling away and working out the kinks in his designs as his body sleeps* damn.....if this wasn't so interesting....well, someone might consider this a boring dream.....oh wait....I'm dreaming?!? crap....er...oh right, waiting for miss natalia to come back before I work on this thing for real....well, might as well figure out what I can....*the dream figure of Doc resumes its toiling....*
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 4:27 pm
(( is doc in natalia's room?))
Natalia called for a cab once she was outside the club her father had rented for his little gathering. She barley trusted herself to walk in a straight line let alone drive if something happened that her autopilot couldn't compensate for. It was almost two am and her father had called to inform her at eleven thirty that she was in charge of handling the event clean up. She had spent the last hour and a half convincing inebriated minor officials that driving on there own was a bad idea and smoothing over interspecies arguments. It was strange how one of the first things to go was translator use, fallowed by manners and refined motor skills.
As the cab pulled up to her shop Natalia breathed a sigh of relief. Once inside she toyed with the idea of checking up on doc but discarded it as unrealistic. She was too tired and he would probably be to perky.
"I'll see him in the morning if he hasn't electrocuted himself or something..." She mumbled as she walked up the stairs to her room.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 4:30 pm
Sephiroth was slightly confused by the man's actions. Agressive words followed by defensive actions was very perculiar. Either way, Sephiroth did not want to draw this brief encounter any longer than he needed to. With his saber held only in his right hand, he swung with all his strength at his opponent's saber, attempting to disarm him. As the two blades clashed, pure energy on pure energy, a bright flash filled the cantina. The few civilians in the room was too frightened to move. They just watched the in awe as the two men battled one another.
Meanwhile, Necrosis had entered the backroom of the cantina through a conveniently open window. Tossing his dark robe to the side, Necrosis pulled a short metal staff from an apartment hidden in his arm. He crept quietly through the cantina, peering into the main room, seeing both the saber beams continuosly crashing against each other.
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Sephiroth_2000 Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 7:50 pm
Haveing left the hospital sooner then was planned, he was feeling the lack of medication. With newly aquired uniform he would head for a bar of some sort, a good drink would help deal with the discomfort and would give him time to plot his next course of action.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 7:50 pm
((he's more like in the main room, where the front door is....))
Doc Bob continued dozing on the couch until the sounds of the door opening, and footsteps provided a faint intrusion upon his dream world...unable to keep his curiosity down, the Dream bob dove into conciousness to see what was up....Stirring to wakefulness, Bob looked drowsily about the room, spotting Natalia as she entered, " evenin...." as he said this, he moved his hand in a seemingly drunken manner, pointing from her, to himself, then saying, " sleepin naw...." before flopping back into the slumberland of his mind, not noticing if she had seen him or not.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 9:20 pm
Avor Avor noticed that when trooper was talking he only had one hand on his gun, and his partner was looking at him as the Jedi finnaly sent a reply. In a single swift moton Avor grabed the barrel of the gun, pulling it towards him. But the trooper taken by surprize still had tight grip, being pulled towards him, Avor reached over with a fist. It connected with the trooper's face, knocking him out cold. In a panic, both Avor and the other troop in frantic fury, raised their guns and let loose a hastly unaimed volley. But Avor's luck came out on top, the tropper took a shot in the arm and a glancing hit on his helmet, knocking him out. He chuckled as his lucky shot, but then to his left an inch away from his head he could see a black blast mark. He stripped a trooper down and took his his cloths, armor, equipment but he took each of the trooper's weapons. He made one last check to make sure the troopers werent getting up for a while, and with his disguisee, walked out of the hospital and out into the busy city streets.
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