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 Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:05 pm
Mordranna blinked as Tal said that he looked forward to killing by their side. "Was that really necessary?" she coldy queried the Echani hunter. Like it or not, he's the one with the information. And thus, we must play by his rules ... for now.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 8:26 pm
"Dearest Mordrana, in Echani society, from whence I come, fighting and killing by someones side is the ultimate bond...therefore in your society I would be saying I look forward to bonding with you..." The Echani said with a surprisingly warm smile...
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 6:53 am
Mordranna gasped and blinked in response. "Yes ... but I feel obligated to remind you that Jedi do not relish killing, and only do so as a last resort." She also felt uneasy by the mention of bonding. Still, a mild grin appeared on her face, even as she paced. "And, just so you know, I am engaged," she sheepishly added.
She then sat down on a crate in the hangar, in a semi-meditative state. "As you probably know, I pretty much dropped out of the spotlight, so to speak after defecting the Empire, wishing only to live a quiet life. One of my last acts as a stormtrooper was to liberate a few slaves of a corrupt Moff." Her voice when wavered slightly. "In hindsight, it was an act of the dark side, as I had executed said Moff in cold blood," she shuddered. With a slightly warmer tone, she continued. "The slave was a young boy with very soft features. Girlish, you could say. With that in mind, I'm sure I need not spell out the Moff's intention's?" Another shudder.
"And, so, I brought the boy here to Corellia, to be raised with a loving family. Even with an old wookie as a 'big brother'," she chuckled. "However, there was one thing no one could have predicted. That boy grew up. And thus is now my husband to be,"
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 11:22 am
Cale sat in his quarters resting from the wounds he recieved in his last fight, though working on another gadget wasn't much of rest.
Cale was disasembling the Lightsaber he had aquired, examining its pieces and how they fit together. It was an odd device to be sure, and remarkably simple for having such a legendary status. It took some work but he managed to figure out how to break it down and reasemble it in a working fasion. The trick now was to beable to figure out something useful to do with it.
He continued working, his hands seemingly operating on their own as he plotted his schemes. Having searched the Info banks on his new Frigate, he had made several interesting discoveries. The Republic did not guard it's secrets as well as it would have liked.
Now the NHI shipments started to seem penny ante in comparison.
He would need reasources to pull this off. Not a handful of ships run by skeleton crews and berift of starfighter support.
He would need more investment capital, and more ships and men.
And if he pulled it off, he would be the most famous pirate in Recent history, perhaps in all of history.
As he tinkered with the lightsaber he hummed a few bars of an old pirate song. He muttered the last words of the chorus as he finished putting the saber together again.
"Yo ho yo ho, a pirate's life for me..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 11:28 am
Drake skidded across the beam, sparks kicked up and Drake flipped over Marcell and took off.
" ...........Your Masters lead Knight........You must be ready...... " Drake pulled out his blasters and hopped around on the beam skidding back and blasting.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 12:17 pm
Marcell would twirl his crimson saber around in a circle around his body then bringing up the blade to deflect several of the shots away and back toward Drake.
If I'm Drako's lead knight that makes it better for me. I'm sure I will make things alittle hotter.
He would then use the force to jump sideways from off the beam and bringing his saber in such away to cut the beam to make it unstable.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:16 pm
Drake jumped up and got right in front of Marcell grabbing him.
" .....You are dead....... You must stop your foe from escaping befor they can....... " With that Drake landed and set Marcell down.
" .......Your form is much like masters.......Memory shows a 67% is the same....... There for you must continue......... What do you have to show from your teachings up to now........" Drake had put his blasters away and stood waiting.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:27 pm
Marcell stood looking at Drake and smirked from under his mask. He would reactivate his crimson blade from the hilt. He would twirl the blade twice and got into a ready back stance. The hum of the energy blade filled Marcell's ears and he would concentrate on his surroundings. For some reason something click inside of him. He was calm. He then saw that the rafter was still hanging unstable. He would then use the force with his off hand to throw a push of invisible force toward Drake, nothing to powerful just enough to grab his foes attention. As he did so he concentrated on the rafter and crushed the other supporters keeping it hanging causing it to come crashing down toward Drake.
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 5:27 pm
Tal'dras Seraphim chuckled loudly, genuinely amused, before saying "If you think that is what I meant, you are sorely mistaken. You see I knew your story, Chrono wrote it much more poignantly than you said it if you ask me, but I digress, If I were to make a pass at you, it would be after you had shown return interest and we'd known each other for long enough, believe me, I was not referring to that, however much I would like it to be otherwise," He added the last part as a compliment, and then continued "I understnad your aversion to killing, simply understand that I think differently than you."
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 10:26 pm
"And concurrently," Rekan added, "With the same people who are typically put in maximum-security prison cells on Coruscant."
He turned to gaze at them impatiently. "Would you like to elope, or are you going to stop flirting so we can leave?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 10:51 pm
"Patience, young padawan. And welcome back." Mordranna simply greeted Rekan. "I presume you were successful in procurring transportation? If so, then let us make way,"
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 11:28 am
"Which is it, master? You say have patience, then you say to act quickly."
He turned away and began walking. "Our transport will soon be in the hangar. We should have no problem waiting for it there."
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 2:20 pm
Drake stumbled back a step and heard the rafter fall. Lifting one leg strait up and the rafter bent and slammed on the ground on the sides of Drake crushing the ground.
"........As i thought....... nothing........... I will report this to the master........" Still holding the beam.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 3:04 pm
He would crack a smile.
"Drake you have fallen for my trap."
He would use the force once more to push the rafter down more atop of Drake.
"You are in no position to stop me from having that rafter crushing you or the floor underneth you."
He then stopped pushing the rafter and then focused on the weakened floor under Drakes feet.
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Posted: Tue Mar 21, 2006 4:25 pm
Sneering at the man in front of her, she flexes her new found hand, before taking off in search of the man who did this to her, in search of her own petty revenge. Her TRUE revenge would have to wait until she was able to gain enough power to simply overwhelm the b*****d and begin to mutilate his body. She would make sure that he would remember the lesson of not to marr a woman's beauty for the rest of his worthless life. Only then would the deep rage and resentment swelling within her be satisfied. "Now where is the little b*****d, I know he or my Master should be around here somewhere. Either I get more training to put myself at the next level quicker then that b*****d who took my arm, or I play a little...prank...on that slimeball." stare
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