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 Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:14 pm
"Who the Sith says I wanna look like Jango? You know how many other Mandalorians wore red armor like this?" Sigma said condescendingly.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:14 pm
Doc examined the chip and inserted it in the helmet, then put it on. He took it off and smiled. "Good job."
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:33 pm
Copy exhailed a cloud of smoke and took the cigarette from his lips. "No, but it doesn't matter. You're not a Mandelorian. You're a clone of a Mandelorian. Assuming you're a mandelorian when you're not is a bad idea, as assumption leads to a shallow grave. So quit the act. a corpse is no good to anyone."
Copy gave a slight smile. "I on the otherhand was trained personally by a real mandelorian, passing every test that son of a b***h put me through. Because of that training, one could say that I am a real Mandelorian. So by all rights, your fancy armor should be mine."
He put the cigarette to his lips and puffed on it again.
"But I don't want it. bad enough Im wearing white. if I walked around in a suit like that, I'd draw too much attention. I'd stand out too much. so you can keep it for now."
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:39 pm
"Heh,guess I'm lucky I chose black and white.I'll hide my a** in night and snow.Course,dont think there's gonna be much snow where we're goin' aye?Say,somwhere I can find a workbench or somthing?I wanna check out what this little thing is capable of."He clutched his hand into a fist.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:39 pm
Sigma snorted.
"Stupid. Why the hell are you smoking, and why the hell are the Kaminoids letting you?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:45 pm
Copy pointed across the room to a workbench."overthere. course I'm not sure what they all have."
Turning back to sigma he grinned a bit broader.
"why? I like to think of it as my own way of rebelling against the ones who control my fate. and its real simple why the Kaminoans let me. If I don't get my smokes, I don't fight. Childish yes, but since the only b*****d who could put me in my place is dead and the kaminoans are too busy to correct the problem, they let me do what the hell I want as long as it dosen't affect my combat skills. and it soothes the nerves. want one?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:47 pm
"Yeah, like I wanna kriff up my boddy with those drugs. No thanks, drugs and my body equal crap fighting."
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:50 pm
"suit yourself. don't know what you're missing." Copy said as he finished off the strike. He dropped it to the floor and crushed it underfoot, then drew his pistols and checked them. he then patted his bandoleer to see if he had all his supplies.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:52 pm
Doc was still attempting to get to know Crash. Perhaps she seemed normal because she actually....was(?)...normal. "What were your experiences before you joined our group here?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:53 pm
Sigma returned to his seat as the lights dimmed for the night-hyperspace jump and dozed off.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:57 pm
" I've been active for quite a while, though before I was reassigned to this squad, I was a sabotuer slicer. I'd be sent in to hack the command consoles and make defenses malfunction or shutdown, and find the remote access codes for droids and cause them to explode. That's what earned me my nickname Crash. I crash systems. " Iota said.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 10:59 pm
"Are you sure,mabey it's just a regular thing."He paused for a minutte."I'm just shittin' with ya man."He grabbed his helmet and took a seat."Now lets see....this is for this...I think...no hope."He took of the glove and began taking off the plating around the device."Well this is just perfect.All this empty space.Lemme see..."He returned to keeping this thoughts in his head.He pushed some wires and side and begun taking in account some usful things to build into it.Well,I'm of course going to put a cutting torch,EMP caster,some form of toxin injector or needle,and that leaves just enough room for some kind of revolving mechanisim.With these thought's in his head he proceeded to examin the way they Kaminoans had put the flamthrower together.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 11:06 pm
Doc smiled slightly at "Meat", then patted Crash ont he shoulder. Yup, she seemed pretty normal. "Just gettin' to know you." He hunched again and made his way over to "Red." Mostly to ensure an undisturbed sleep pattern. He realized that now was a good time to catch up on sleep, however, so he dozed off.
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 11:11 pm
Having found some of the others had fallen asleep he re-assembled his glove and re-dawned his helmet.He took a seat and whent into a state of sleeping.He could see but he was basicly sleeping.He could reply but he was basicly paralyzed from the neck down until he was awoken by somthing.Hi eyes scanned the room and closed after deeming it safe.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 8:12 am
Copy nodded as his team, one by one, dozed off for the trip. he stood up from his benhc and walked over to a terminal. typing in Raxus Prime, he scanned the ensuing data.
"slightly heavier than standard gravity, Poisonous atmosphere, 22 hour day. The whole planet is one big junkyard."
Copy absorbed this information and scanned a bit further. "Jawas? thats interesting. but what the hell could the Sepratists want in this sithhole?"
He shut off the terminal and found a place to sleep of his own.
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