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 Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 12:18 pm
The Dark Lord Nakara, guised as an unnamed Doctor, orbited over the planet of Ruusan. Now was time for part two: the Mandelorians were to be more than righteously aggrovated by the recent turn of events surrounding the theft of their most precious artifact. You don't steal the trophy of a hunter and expect them not to want their pride back. Kung had little choice but to follow the scientist to regain his honor. Of course, being a coward, he would more or less likely bring comrades, to make sure that the scientist had no chance of getting away easily. Nakara never played fair, though.
As the ship descended towards the small building, he picked out another shuttle, as sensors picked up a third shuttle entering the atmosphere right behind him. It would soon be a quick reunion of the summoned bounty hunters. Kawaii would most likely head to his chambers with little effort, allowing the new arrivals no chance of encountering them later. All he had to do was pull the right strings....
The shuttle landed, with Nakara and Nubyl in tow, he had found the persuasion of the Gen'dai known as Durge, and his training master, Jaing, extremely easy. They had long since feared their own fighting skills to become obsolete, and Nubyl had provided a excellent model to display his own surgical skill. Nakara had plans for the data he would collect from the surgery of cybernetics into the pair, and as he opened his arms to greet them, few words were spared, as the timing for a mandelorian uprising against ths Sith just had to be perfect...
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 2:59 pm
Shisstal was approaching the planet Ruu'san in a sith shuttle. He was in the company of several sith troopers as he sat silently. He wondered what kind of sith training he would recieve on Ruu'san. He was always facsinated by the force. He had always wanted to learn to use it himself. He was going to be sent to the jedi acadmy on Coruscant when he was little. But his home planet had become a warzone between the Republic and the Sith. His family was killed and he was found by sith troopers and his force abilites were recognized. But his training had been forced to wait until this day. He was now 21 and heading for the acadamy on Ruu'san.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 4:28 pm
Sonya followed the little bunny-like creature into the building, led to a waiting chambers and told to stay put. As kawaii left, she noticed she had been placed into the main central computer station.
"Idiots. I could easily find and ship that main adjunct... computer... thingy that Lord Cyberneticus talked about. Now, just turn on the power," she said, staring at the massive console. Sonya had never taken much time in learning about consoles. She knew simple buttons, such as open, close, power, lock, etcetera. But the console which she sat before was so complex.
Pressing a big red button, the screen flickered. A flag with the four colors red, green, blue, and yellow popped up, with a small ding. It booted for several moments, before it asked for a password.
"Password? Why didn't that techno dork give me a slicing thingy? Or something to bypass the security system?"
Stumped, she sat and pondered what a crazy clown would put for his password.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 5:23 pm
Xel was smoking and looking over his latest design with some frustration. He had been developing trying to develop a new blaster rifle for some time, but couldn't get it exactly right. He had wanted to make a blaster rifle that could match the amount of stealth that a slugthrower had. He had made some progress in the past few months, finding a couple gases whose properties would allow them to fire a clear bolt. His issue always came back to the sound that a blaster always made. He still couldn't find a way to stifle it.
He took another puff of his cigar while Viz stopped by, "Sir, we're reaching the planet now. Still haven't figured out anything on that design yet?"
"Not yet, but a little bit of time away from this might clear my head." Xel responded. "Hopefully we'll have a few days before we're shipped off to the next mission. You still need to buy the team a round from the mission before."
"I had been hoping you'd forget about that one," Viz stated.
"If I had, Jen would have reminded you. Now let's go. I could use some ale." Xel replied with a laugh as he left the as he accompanied Viz out the room.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 7:28 pm
Nakara conversed with the two bounty hunters, giving wild stories of massive upgrades and the like, as he led them inside the building. Jaing would be given several muscle enhancements, and install perhaps a few hidden surprizes, but Durge had decided to enhance himself to the brink of sanity. Being a Gen'Dai, such ideas were simple.
Nakara had known that the two desired a power which they feared they did not have. But the brilliance of the plan was these two followers of Mandalore hated Kung Usp, seeing him as weak and ineffective, especially after shunning the gifts of cybertechnology. Jaing was scheduled to go first, as Nubyl prepped him for the table. There was no time to lose with the operations, as Nakara swindled Durge to let Jaing be not only alone, but put under the anestesia as well. No watching, no peeking, no nothing was the only rule. As soon as the Gen'Dai was satisfied his master was in no apparant danger, the shi'ido went to work, altering his own body to speed up the surgery at record pace, implanting the various upgrades Jaing had ordered. He was rather pleased, he managed to pull a full body armor makeover in less than 2 1/2 hours, including neurowiring, but now came the fun part.
Durge was of the rather unknown race of the Gen'Dai, and for a shi'ido like Nakara, disecction was like tempting a hungry dog with a steak. The impressive regenerative capabilities didn't hurt, and for the most part, Durge almost wanted to see himself being ripped, sliced, cut, sututred, implanted, agumented, and all aroudn rebuilt from the inside out. It was more than a biological study for Nakara, as he took tissue samples from them to analyze later, potentially to start a fascinating attempt at a better syncronization with cybergenetics.
Seven hours, from start to finish, and the two mandelorian warriors now turned cyber lords rested and prepared to test their new abilities by the next dawn. Moving out, he managed to pass Kawaii, whom had been more than impatient waiting for his master's plans to come to fruition.
"You know, this is just too insane. You'll never be able to frame this theft on the sith, not without blowing all your cover," Kawaii snapped.
"My dear little Logomorphic apprentice, you have much to learn about egos. I created two super warriors, to send back at the mandelorians. They boast sith symbols all across their upgrades, and my presence at Usp's palace proved my knowledge of sith technology. The artifact is itself even something they know is sith. There's no way they'll ever know that they've been duped. Best of all, they'll create enough unrest in their sector to weaken the area and shove the territory over."
"You can't possibly know that," Kawaii muttered.
"We shall see. Just like how you intended to bring that little girl here. Did you put her in the main computer room?"
"Naturally. She's pretty dense though. She is kind of smart not randomly guessing around, but she's still not found the big red button."
"We'll soon know when that goes off. She's in for quite a blast..."
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2008 8:02 pm
Shisstal had finally landed on Ruu'san's surface. He exited the shuttle, grabbed his equipment and began walking towards the acadamy. He looked at a note he had written earlier. He was supposed to find some person named Nakara. The only problem was that the acadamy was huge and Shisstal had no idea who this Nakarra person was. He stopped to think about his next move. "This wasn't supposed to be how things turned out." he said to himself. But Shisstal wasn't even thinking about giving up. If he was ever going to reach his ultimate goal, he would have to face every challange to becoming a Sith lord that came to him. Long ago, he told himself that he would become a Sith lord or die trying. And with that, he grabbed his equitment and kept heading towards the acadmy.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 2:39 pm
The jungles that surrounded Keldabe were lush and never want for native beasts.
The Mandalorians knew well the valuable experience hunting provided, and as such the Keldabe Rangers kept the animal population well monitored, requireing permits to hunt and only allowing them to Mando'ade.
It was an odd concept for some people to grasp: Mandalorians as conservationists. But hunting was an important aspect of Mandalorian Culture, and the Mandos have learned much from other species about what happens when you dont look after your homeworld.
Since she was home, Cene decided to engage in a little relaxing training. She broke out her hunting gear bought a permit, and headed into the woods.
Now, six hours since she had gotten to the reserve, she sat in the brush waiting for her prey to come to a river and drink. Wearing her spare armor set composed of camoflage duraplast plates, She cradled her compound bow in her arms, casually peeking out of the foliage from time to time. She had picked up the scent of her target prey: Keldabe Elk, and after tracing tracks and droppings for a time decided this was the best spot to nab a good one.
She waited, concealed by a makeshift screen of branches and foliage and enjoying the calming soundds of nature: the squawking of birds, the splash and flow of the river, the rustle of the foliage in the wind.
Somedays, it was good to go back to square one.
She picked up the sound of movement and waited. Her patience was rewarded with a good sized 4 by 5 point Stag of average height: 2.1 meters at the shoulder.
The animal glanced about as it gingerly aproached the river. The fast flow of the stream seemed to reassure it that nothing was waiting under the surface to snag it, and it dipped its long neck down to drink.
Cene knocked her arrow to the bow and pulled, drawing a bead on the vital spot behind hits shoulder.
He never saw it coming.
Cene released and the arrow lodged itself in the animal's rib. The creature bellowed in surprise and pain and began to make a run for it.
Cene quickly drew another arrow and fired, missing, then fired again, this time catching it in the hip.
The Stag was on the move, but it would not get far. Especially not with the first shot Cene had put into it.
It was a mortal wound to be certain. Cene swiftly set out on it's trail to recover her prey.
Fifty meters back into the forest she found it, having fallen dead in midflight.
Pleased with herself, Cene ripped the arrows out and hefted the large animal on her shoulders, carrying her kill into a good clear spot near her swoop bike where she could field dress and butcher the animal.
In the dwindling light she finished the task of cutting up the animal, the edible cuts going into a cooler she had brought on her bike.
She finished her work none too soon. with the fall of darkness came the threat of other predators coming to try and take her kill.
She left the reserve just as the sun was falling over the horizon, making straight for her ship with her hard won cargo, a day well spent in her book.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 5:40 pm
Sonya, unsure what she could put in as a password, had began to practice her saber technique while she considered the code. Several attempts she put in things like Kawaii, Deciet, Chaos, Sith, Power, Strength, and the like, but none of them were correct.
"What could some fool like that use as his own password. And where is he?" She asked herself. Maybe they had tricked her to stay here as a sadistic trick? "Deciet is the way of the sith. But there's an academy just nearby that I could easily go to if I figured out I was tricked."
She held her saber at her side, her black tunic and dark brown pants glowing red from the saber. She looked over the console again, until she noticed a big red button. Curiousity prepared her for it, as she couldn't resist the urge to push it.
"Primary override switch? Why not?" Sonya asked. The button clicked, as she could hear the whirring of a series of noises. Lightsaber already ready, she noticed a series of turrents drop down and fire.
"Repeating blasters? What in the name of..." she shouted, dodging and weaving, trying to avoid the red bolts. Several she reflected off to the other part of the room, as she sprinted out of her original spot. The turrets followed her path. "SITH!" she shouted, running upt the wall and jumping. Sonya aimed for the first blaster, slicing it cleanly.
"Four more to go!" She howled. She had to admit, this was a better workout than most of her fellow apprentices gave her. The threw her lightsaber at anothe rblaster, destroying it. Sonya remembered after it left her hand that she wasn't terribly strong at the use of force powers, though, and the blasters werent giving her time to concentrate.
Rolling to the side, the blasterfire got closer and closer. She found herself tiring from the long burst of force sprint she was using. Sonya noticed singe marks forming, but one last sprint to her blade. A rolling dive allowed Sonya to grab her sabre and duck behind cover, as the blasters stopped firing.
"3...2...1.." she muttered, rolling out and lunging at the first turret, spinning mid-air out of the way to slice through. Sonya jumped off the cieling, down to the floor, and back up at the next, throwing her saber to destroy the last in the defences.
"That... was too close..." she panted, noting a hole in her blouse. All of a sudden, she felt something snap, and a pressure around her legs swept her off her feet, dragging her towards the door.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 9:49 pm
Nakara stared at the Umbaran woman as he quite literally hung her up from his whip. He summoned her lightsaber to his hand, to make sure she wouldn't pull any tricks from her vantage point.
"And here I thought females wore dresses in the academys nowadays," he snickered, poking fun at the woman.
"This is the one that wanted to see you, master," Kawaii muttered.
"Is that so? We've got ourselves a fan," Nakara said, dropping the woman to the ground. He proceeded to walk towards the exit. "Follow me."
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 9:56 pm
"Yes," Sonya replied, slowly getting up and following Nakara. She gave a grin to Kawaii, and returned to the serious face that she needed to present to a man like him.
"Real funny joke you got going in there. Primary override switch on some giant computer that surves no real purpose. Probably hitting that big red button or entering the passcode probably sets off some trap, right? Let me guess, the real computer and control system is on some small datadisk on a chair next to the main entrance?" she joked. "Although I can see the hilarity of walking into the execution room if you marked it "main control room". Might I suggest trying to invest in some better repeating blasters?"
She tried to joke with Nakara. Umbarans did have a pretty dark sense of humor, but any try was worthwhile. After all, he was a notorious sith known for his off sense of humor.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 6:14 am
Shisstal walked up to the entrance of the acadamy. There was a lone sith trooper standing guard. The trooper raised his blaster up at Shisstal.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the trooper asked.
"My name isn't important to you. But I am here to see Nakara." Shisstal answered.
"Ah. Well your just going to have to wait. Nakara's busy now." said the trooper as he lowered his weapon.
"Fine, I will wait inside." said Shisstal.
The trooper raised his blaster again. "No you won't. Can't let you in unless I have the ok. I haven't been notified of anyone new coming here so your just gonna have to wait outside. Got it?"
"Of course." Shisstal said calmly. He sat down on one of the steps that led up to the entrance. He could wait.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 10:57 pm
In the training yard of the Eron temple, Pash was focusing on his abilities, delving further into the Force to strengthen his connection with it.
The Jedi Shadow stood balancing on a single hand, lifting stone blocks with his Telekinetic skill.
Around him were the shouts and cries of academy students as they worked on the more physical aspects of the Shadow way: Joint Locks, Knife work, and other close in combat techniques.
To work out with all that noise was distracting, but Pash prefered it that way. In the field he wouldnt get a chance to find a quiet place to call on the Force. A thousand sounds and distractions would asail him. He needed to be able to focus despite the commotion.
Slowly, carefully juggling the blocks in the air, he became aware of someone waiting to speak to him.
He put the blocks down and nimbly sprung to his feet, looking upon one of his comrades.
"The Grand Master has a mission for you, brother." The fellow shadow said.
"He wants you to make haste to Ruusan. Gather your things, your transport is waiting." He handed Pash a datapad and bowed. "Your mission information is on the Datapad. You may study it enroute. Commit it to memory and destroy it. May the Force be with you, brother."
Pash nodded to the man. "As with you." Pash asked no further questions, for there was no time to do so. If the Grand Master felt haste was necessary, then he must hurry.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 11:08 pm
Nakara couldn't help but let the grin climb across his face.
"I know that this couldn't be the one you picked out for me from the academy, Kawaii, because this one has a good sense of humor. For a rookiee," Nakara said, casting a lazy red glowing eye to his compatriot. Turning to Sonya, he made note of her features, potentially for later use. "And in spite of what my little rabid lagomorphic sidekick may say about your lack of intelligence, your ability to guess is top notch. The entire building is a decoy, designed to kill you and nothing else."
He moved out to the edge of the craig, as Kawaii stood beside. The Shi'ido returned to his normal form, and looked at the woman standing before him.
"You seek me out, both as a traitor to me and to seek my wisdom. But you are too brash, woman. You lack skill and control. I do not have time to waste upon someone who would wreck my big finale just for the sake of time or efficency. You want to get things done, and you work for Cyneticus. The audio records are not needed to see through the only person with the desire to steal his adjunct back. I have my own agents within the entire palace on Roon. I need not worry on their reliability."
He sighed, turning back to the setting sun. "But I will cut you a deal. Make me laugh, and I will grant you what you seek."
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 4:41 pm
Shisstal got up from the steps he was waiting on. He approached the Sith trooper again. But this time the trooper didn't raise his weapon.
"What now?" said the trooper.
"I only wish to know what you have seen in your time here. What awaits me inside? Do you know?" Shisstal asked.
The trooper made a small laugh. "I've been here a while. I've seen so many terrible things happen to the failures here. Mangled bodies, limbs, heads, you name it and i've probably seen it. You better hope that your want to be a Sith is strong. Those who don't have the strength in them die quickly. The masters aren't too friendly either. If I didn't know any better, i'd say that most of them are trying to kill their students. But that's how the Sith roll. You better know what your getting yourself into." the trooper responded.
"I've somewhat always known. But knowing isn't enough. I need to experience these challanges myself and overcome them." Shisstal told him.
"Well you might be lucky. But I've buried others who said something similer to that." he said. If Shisstal didn't know better, he would have sworn that the trooper was smiling as he said that.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 9:16 pm
Lord Malcom Stryder, Comander in Chief of the Tett Military, stared at the hologram of the Galaxy before him, studying the information he had on hand on the sectors that the Sith Lord Karah Tos controlled.
A decision weighed on his mind, one that could affect his entire campaign: To either attack without warning or risk the chance of alerting his foe by "prepping the beach head" to quote an old military euphemism.
He was loathe to tip his hand to his soon to be enemy. Tos had no idea that Stryder was coming for him, not that he could know. While his name might have passed by Tos' ears, Tett was too far away from Tos' little empire to be considered an immediate threat. Stryder wished to perpetuate that illusion.
But at the same token, he wasnt too willing to simply plunge into Tos' holdings unprepared. It didnt take a military genius to know that Tos was gearing for war. Stryder prefered to take as much of his opponent's advantage away from him as possible, deny him all that he could to lessen the strength behind Tos' machine.
His enemy was not stupid. He saw the weakness in his neighboors and consumed them like an animal, adding their territories to his own with impressive speed. Lord Dorog's spies provided a profile of the sith lord that confirmed Stryder's uninformed opinion of him: He lived for war and conflict, always seeking it, always eager to wage it.
He was not one to be trifled with. And because of that, Stryder was all the more certain he should proceed with caution in the future conflict.
He stared at Dorog's territories with an analytical eye, running his plans through his head and weighing his options.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, he made his decision.
He activated his comlink and comned his secretary.
"Tell Jedi Ritt Aero I need to see him. Its important."
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