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 Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 6:23 pm
"Alright, sounds good. I just need to get my ship back in shape and get some things in order, and I can start whenever you need me to."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 7:44 pm
Good to have you onbourd.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 10:29 pm
Ryshel smiled and gave a small salute. "My pleasure," she nodded. Then she turned around and headed back out the way she came, thanking Drayson's aid on her way out.
It took her awhile to find a shop that carried a replacement for the part she had in her pocket, but the merchant was friendly and made it worth her search. She took her time returning to her ship in order to get a little more familiar with the station. When she did get back, the mechanics were just finishing their end of the repairs.
"Thanks a lot," she smiled and handed over some money, then replaced the cylindrical part in the engine, slamming the hatch shut and wiping her hands on a rag. Her droid, now fully charged, chirped impatiently under the charger.
"Yes, yes, I'm done." Ryshel unhooked R4. "Now come on, let's go meet my new boss."
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 4:47 am
Aimless looked around a shop. A woman had come in before but had left awhile ago. This place had some interesting parts but nothing he could buy right now. And other than that this place was boring. He was edgey and getting annoyed with staying in one spot to long.
He made his way back to the hangar. The repairs where done on his ship. He paided the mechanic and inexpected the work. The ship was indeed up to par now and hopefully wouldn't break down as much. And the navigation system was also better and didn't seem like it would slam him straight into the Hoth Asteriod field.
He got and looked on the outside. " Good nothing. Nothing wrong out here." he said. He turned around and saw that lady from the shop with a droid. " That droid..." he said to himself almost angerily. That droid reminded him of his old home with his parents and his weak little brother. He shook his head and got into his ship. " This Aimless parked in Docked one. Do I have clearance for departure?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2005 10:49 am
A small battered freighter reverts to realspace. The freighter scan the area several times. Onboard the little freighter, Tahiri reaches out with the Force, attmepting to detect any other Force users. She runs another scan of the area and turns the ship onto an exit vector. With a final scan of the area, the little battered freighter jumps to lightspeed again.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 2:01 pm
Ryshel walked back towards Drayson's office and knocked on the door.
((Let's get this movin', yo! blaugh ))
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 6:52 pm
Yes enter.
*Hiram sits at his desk going threw pad after pad of info.*
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 12:44 pm
Ryshel opened the door and smiled at Drayson.
"This is my astromech assistant, R4-D6," she indicated the droid, who beeped a polite remark and bowed a little. "We're at your service, sir, ready to work. Anything I can do right off?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 4:59 pm
Well the bigest thing is to find the Imperial fleet.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 8:26 pm
Ryshel hesitated, frowning. She didn't want to mess with the Empire after just having escaped not five days ago, but she did know where they were.
"I can give you the coordinates where I last confronted them," she replied confidently, masking her fear. "No guarantees they're still there, though. Oh and don't worry...I wasn't followed."
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 4:39 pm
I didnt expect you to take that job. Problem is I dont have any jobs at this time. I was about to head out to see if I could meet with the republic security head and get us some jobs.
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 5:29 pm
"Well, to tell you the truth," Ryshel smirked, "I had planned on reporting straight back to the Jedi Order once I lost the Imps, but something told me I should try for a job here, first. The Republic will be pleased to hear about this place. I'll get you in contact with them; right now if you wish. R4?"
The droid beeped obligingly and pulled up the numbers and coordinates, ready for use.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2006 1:33 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2006 2:07 pm
R4 pulled up a secure connection and a sharp-looking Republic officer appeared on the holographic display. "Who is this?" he demanded curtly.
"It's me, Tark," Ryshel smirked.
"Oh," the voice softened only slightly. "Where the devil have you been?! When we heard you were discovered, and you haven't reported back..."
"That's what I'm contacting you about. This is Hiram Drayson, the commander of the space station I'm reporting from. He wants to speak with you." She turned to Hiram and let him respond.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 4:30 pm
Hello Who am I speaking with?
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