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 Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 6:39 pm
"Trinket? Thats funny. Even I haven't heard that rumor." Cale said. "and as for Tatooine and Coruscant? yeah, Ive been to both. who hasn't but frankly I don't recomend either."
Damn this guy has a rambling streak. Cale thought as he reclined in his seat.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 6:50 pm
"Its an important and popular fact, that things are not always as they seem. Though the rumors have been circulating since you left Delayla," Neb rebutted, taking a sip of his drink, trying to wet his throat. "If you don't realize it, rumors are the fifth fastest thing in the galaxy, behind that of dark, the Millenium Falcon, bad news, and light. I'm suprized you haven't heard it. Though maybe things haven't always been quite the same since the trinket came into your possession. People out looking for the infamous "cale's shard", thinking the craziest things, from simply that it's a piece of glass, to that of a rare fabled Arcanian crystal. And all the meanwhile, you keep having strange thoughts, dreams, and other wierd anomalies, such as hyperspacing to the wrong planet, and random outbursts, or possibly visions of those of a previous age gone by. All your inner demons come to haunt you in the night, or in the darkness of space, materializing themselves as things which you wish them not to be. And thus, we come back to the beginning, where we simply state that it is an important and popular fact, that things are not always as they seem..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:14 pm
Cale eyed the man suspiciously. "What the hell are you-"
Then a sudden stream of thoughts worked their way through his skull.
"Ever been to Coruscant? Or Tatooine?"
"To Wisel's sucess, the downfall of this wretched Legion or Federation or whatever of Sith Loyalists, and to them jedi who happen to kick its a** right!"
"I go by the name Nebuchanezzar..."
and then came a voice from almost a year past
"Oh yes, Cale, i don't believe you've met Master Neb Wulf, a Jedi Knight. He was asssigned by the Council to ""protect" me."
Aw sithspit...
"-Talking about?" Cale finished without a hitch. "Inner demons? Cale's Shard? Delaya? I gotta tell you Neb, It sounds like you sniffed bad spice. or good spice depending on how you like it. But the fact remains that you talk like you took a wook love tap to the head." he finished his lum and stood up. "Thanks for the drink Neb. Next time I want to talk to Crazies I'll give you a ring."
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:18 pm
"Hmm...Interesting Duros. A navicomp?" As he saw a small screen slightly above his head, he quickly shearched through some bounties.
"Hmm...There's me.
Causing disruptions in the exchange, such as:
Assasinations of exchange leaders.
destruction of exchange HQ."
He switched profiles, until he quickly recognized a familiar face from Ord Mandell.
"Cale Darksun? The outlaw I met in the bar. If bounty hunters are after him, he could be of use."
So he confided in his brother who told him where to go to find him, he also told him of a jedi there. So he hit the hyperdrive and went off.
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:30 pm
Neb used the force to gently push Cale back down into his seat, though he wished that the outlaw wouldn't be so angsty.
"Now that we know who we both are, its time to discuss buisness. I was beginning to wonder if you would remember me, seeing as how it was only eight months ago we last met, if not sooner. You have in your possession a crystal, one which you shall find will bring you more trouble. I warn you, Cale Darksun, that if you don't heed my words, you will find yourself in much more trouble than it is worth. I will gladly barter with you for the piece, but I will not be insulted by someone like you. I won't force you to give it to me, nor will I hunt you down past today, as my time grows ever more limited. If you don't wish half of the entire galaxy hunting you down, please consider my offer. For if I do not have it, I cannot imagine what will happen if people such as the agressors will do once it is in their possession."
Neb stood up, placing a large sum of credits on the table, along with a piece of paper indicating the hangar his ship was docked in.
"I will be here for one more hour before I depart. If you choose to free yourself of the burden the crystal has begun to place into your mind, then I would suggest taking my offer. However, even my knowledge as a Jedi Master cannot even encompass what form the shard will take next, only that it desires to be reunited with itself. Darkness created it, and darkness it shall create. The drinks are on me, for the rest of the night. But one minute late, and you will find yourself stuck with a burden, and many more people more desperate than I hunting your back. Unless you like looking down alleys, scared to find the barrel of Boba Fett's rifle just around the corner, then at least retire to a council with me."
With that, Neb pulled the blaster out of the holster. It was a near unmodified DL-18.
"Take this. Its balance is off, but I'm sure you can make it work for you. Oh, and by and by, General Drako Prime and the late senator will probably learn of this within a month's time, figuring that Imperius is on the trail of Revan, I'm sure he'll dig up information on the shards. I'm sure you don't want to see the cyborg again."
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:35 pm
Suddenly, Allon went through the doors of the bar, recognizing Cale Darksun, and assuming the man next to him was the Jedi. He took off his goggles and approached them.
"Mr. Darksun, I presume. Remember me?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:51 pm
Cale eyed the credits and the pistol. It was tempting, that he could not deny. He looked from the jedi to the credits, aparently torn between the crystals and the cash. Then he realized what had been said to him.
he took a breath and stared into Neb's eyes.
"Hold on a sec. Tell me Neb, what am I? "I won't be insulted by someone like you?" Sounds pretty damn condescending. What am I that makes me less than you?"
he took the pistol and looked down the sight.
"As for the Cyborg, He can rust in Corellia's Nine hells for all I care. Now about the Rocks, Aside from every Barve and their mother giving a damn about them, what do you plan to do with them?"
Then someone came over and addressed him. he sighed. "Always Mr. Darksun. I have a ship you know people. If anything it should be Captain Darksun. And if you're here to kill me wait outside until Im done here, ok Chumani? then you can make an attempt on my life. But not until Im done here."
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 7:57 pm
"Cale, you know where to find me. I'm sure its in your best interests. As for you, my good stranger, I'll be off and leave the two of you alone." Neb stepped out of the booth, and out the door, which was only a step and a half away, before disappearing into the streets and back to his ship.
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Back at the Kapella, Neb nodded to the two crewmates.
"Did you find him?" Hudson asked.
"Yup. Chess?"
"You sure he'll come?"
"I would like to say yes, but even the best laid plans of sith and jedi often go astray."
With that, Neb began to play against Hudson, with Gunny onlooking, half watching the game and half watching the door.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2005 10:23 pm
Seeing the Dark Lord rush to comm Fett the moment he came to, Angel decided to head into the training room, where she turned her thoughts solely to her newfound hatred of Drako, and let that fuel her power as she let out the strongest Force Storm blast she could. " Drako... you nearly killed my love in a battle I couldn't get to, and attempted to again in this last one... But next time, these hands of mine will end your wretched existence! " Sparks were emitting from her hands, and she let loose another blast, fueled again by her burning hatred for the cyborg. Her rage becoming greater than it have ever been, she started to become consumed and the Dark Side began to overpower her, but for a moment, she saw Mordranna's smiling face in her mind, and felt an inner peace suddenly supress her emotions. Her thoughts were now turned to comparing herself to Mordranna, and realizing she'd be better off as a Jedi, but she couldn't leave the one she loves to do it, and so she makes a difficult choice. " Phoenix... I don't want to be the Dark Lady of the Sith anymore. I want to start doing the right things, but I won't leave unless you'll come to the Light with me. I will stay by your side to the end... I only hope I can save you like the Jedi did me... " She embraced the inner peace of the Light Side to clear her mind, but soon lost it as she couldn't stop feeling despair. " What if my love for you is what can save you? Then again... how and when will I be able to tell you I love you face to face...? " Stuck on the Dark Side out of love, longing for the Light Side, Angel's heart and mind were not in agreement. After composing herself, she went to the Dark Lord to see what they'll be doing next.
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 6:53 pm
The outlaw hissed in annoyance as the jedi left and glowered at the man who had asked for him.
"ok, what the hell do you want? It better be important."
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Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2005 7:43 pm
"Your move," Hudson stated. Neb looked at the chessboard, different from its usual status.
"This is different from normal. I can feel it. Why is there bars under the jedi knights?"
"Force resivores. Perform their special moves."
"Special move? Now you're uping the ante? I can't beat you normally."
"Well, its new to me as well. The rooks can fire at ay piece in their line of fire without moving from their spot, while the jedi have two unique abilities, one which makes them traverse to a mirror spot across the board, within 5 spaces. My pawns have the unique ability, being empire, to use a special skill to summon an ATAT to destroy anything in their path, after waiting three turns. You, being the Old republic, get to spawn two more pawns at any starting spot by use of cloning after you have less than three pawns."
"Oh goodie," Neb stated, pulling out the necessities to write information down.
"Can't remember it all? I thought you had photographic memory?"
"No, I do have photographic memory, but this is for later... Your move."
"What? Oh!" Hudson cried in astonishment. "Oh! Dangit. You use your jedi more effectively than I thought you would."
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2005 9:52 am
Fett answered Imperious calmly. "I'm a little busy at the moment. Hang on..." He twirled his ship away from the blastboat's withering fire, swinging behind it and barely missing what appeared to be a large piece of debris. Sensors confirmed, however, that it was a large bomb, and also display gravitational anomolies that indicated a tractor beam was towing it.
Fett grasped the fundamentals of the plan immediately and formulated one of his own. He noticed that the Dreg seemed operational again, and took that into account. Contrary to the standard Imperial doctrine, he would try to eliminate the big gundark before taking on the smaller one.
But first he had to evade the smaller one, or at least get it out of his way. He got directly behind the bomb and dropped a proton torpedo close to it, before spinning away. The torpedo was quickly sucked into the tractor beam and now hung with the bomb; however it was not yet engaged. Only a change in acceleration would set it off, and the ensuing explosion of both the torpedo and the bomb would certainly be in range of the blastboat. It had to stay in the same direction at the same speed, perhaps changing them very slightly, but it would be time consuming.
Fett turned and sped away, out of the torpedo's range and towards the Dreg. "Things have cleared up, Lord Imperious. What do you need?" He targeted the Dreg's already damaged shield generators and fired.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 11:50 am
"What? You forgotten me already?" He sat down opposite Cale and took off his goggles.
"You have Duros bounty hunters after you, so you can't be that bad. The reason I seeked you out is because we all fight a war. Wether we are a one-man army, or an unstoppable platoon. The point is that your war is almost done. And that cannot happen. Yet."
He gives him a an armband with a built in communicator.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2005 5:03 pm
Cale blinked and looked around the bar. He scratched his head and then took a sip of his beer. Clearing his throat, he stared quizically at the drifter.
"What In Corellia's Nine hells are you talking about?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 5:09 pm
He chuckled and simply said,
"Ahh..You hesitate. That's good. hesitation equals thinking. I'm talking about two things. One: You're the type who can tell me where to find a decent ship.
Two: If the Zughs know about you, the entire exchange will be after you soon. You help me, I help you clear your name from the exchange. You really won't want an army of thugs after you."
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