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 Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 1:46 pm
A harumph echoed through the senatorial chambers. "What is it?" the Chief demanded, as another Mon Cal spoke up.
"Let us not forget the passing of Emperor Fel," said the other senator.
"Of course,"
Another issue was brought to the table. "With all respect, wouldn't open cessation from Imperial territory spell disaster for our world?"
"True," conceded the Chief. "Still, we cannot ignore the request of our off-world friends." He then turned back to Freya. "Lady Starsinger, have you a base of operations?"
Freya considered the question put to her. "Well, for now, we have Bespin. Is that suitable for the time being?"
The Mon Cal chief smiled. "Yes,"
"Of course, it would be unwise for the world of Mon Calamari to completely secede from the Imperial territory. That being said, we will provide what aid we can,"
Both Freya and Kalnar echoed a word of thanks.
The chief then addressed Kalnar. "Master Kalnar. I understand that there are bounties on the Jedi. Please be careful."
Kalnar bowed. "Indeed. While Lady Starsinger seeks other worlds to base upon, we too shall also be on the lookout,"
"Good to hear," said the chief, banging his gavel. "Session dismissed."
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 3:44 pm
((I had a whole speech planned. Oh well I can use it next time. For earlier lets just say that Aurora was sick.))
Aurora stood and left witht the others letting out the breath she had been holding. "I'm glad that went well. It is a good that they decided to help us."
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 4:11 pm
(( that works. Now I'm intrigued, as I was pretty much winging it! xd ))
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 8:46 pm
Flashes of light awoke Ellis from dreams of fame and fortune akin to the legendary archaeologist Corellia Antilles. She yawned sat up and glanced out the viewport window of her bunk.
In the Darkness she saw blaster fire and the ocasional flash of electricity, for all intents it looked as though a battle was being waged.
"Droyk!" She shouted as she lept ou of bed to alert the rest of the team.
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When the team ushered out minutes later, rifles at the ready, they found themselves too late.
The external lights of the ship illuminated a field full of desicated metal bodies. Standing amidst the scene, sword sheathed and a piece of droid in hand, was Link. Aside from a few burn holes in his cape and a few cuts on his person he seemed none the worse to wear.
"Droyk," muttered one of the explorers. "You dont kriff around do you? All this with a sword?"
"The sword is but an extension of myself. The Sword can not cut without a hand to guide it, and a hand can not cut without a blade to do so."
The man arched an eyebrow. "Yeah. He's a Jedi alright."
Link studied the piece of metal carefully and tossed the chunk to Ellis.
"What do you make of this?" He asked.
Ellis examined the material and a suprised expression apeared on her elegant face. "Its from a P1, like the one from Corellia- only this is in remarkably good shape!"
"Exactly. That model of droid is over a century old, but someone has been maintaining them. This one fears we are not alone on this wor-" Link scrunched up his face, as though a ripe odor had crossed under his nose.
"Does anyone else smell something?"
The Explorers looked to one another curiously. "Like what?" one asked.
"Like a wet, moldy blanket wrapped in..." Link trailed off as he gazed at something else.
Ellis arched an eyebrow and surmised that he was looking at something above them.
Something dripped on her head. Rain?
She glanced up.
Standing on the dorsal side of the ship and starring down at them with a massive drooling jaw was a sandy furred, six legged carnivore covered in loose folds of skin. its whiplike tail was totally straight as it watched the jedi and Corellians with hungry, bloodshot eyes.
The explorers snapped their rifles up and fired but the meter long animal launched itself from the top of the ship and tackled Link with a vicious growl.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 9:47 pm
Revak froze as he was about to drop a piece of dried jetfruit in his mouth, Jeedai? Immediately his mind bounced around trying to place the term before finally settling upon its meaning. A slight smile slipped across his face, calling Calra a slave’s windblown mystic wasn’t something that would sit well with her.
Suddenly a second snap hiss echoed in the bar as the figure that had spoken stepped out of the crowd. It was a human woman with pale skin and cold blue eyes, a red and black vertical arrow shot down her shaven forehead and in her hand was a glowing red lightblade. On the woman’s other wrist was a circular area shield generator. The crowd of weapon grubbing bar patrons began to sheath their blasters, apparently waiting for something.
Calra’s eyes flicked from the drunken corellian to this new opponent, and she lowered her blade from his throat. He wasn’t worth the plasma. The woman with the crimson blade smirked before snapping her arm out toward Calra. With a flash Calra was thrown backward, and slammed into the bar’s counter before rolling to the floor.
Revak spun around in shock and grabbed at the lightsword at his side and thumbled with it as the woman approached. Suddenly Calra rolled up off the ground and lashed out with a kick that caught the woman off guard, she spun away and nearly escaped the attack, but Calra’s killing claw connected, slicing into her upper arm and leaving a bloody streak on her flowing dark blue robe.
The woman winced then snarled with rage, “You fight dirty!”
Calra cocked her head, “So do you.” She set herself, reading the blades of her lightsword and waited.
The woman charged forward and lashed out with a low slash which Calra leapt clear off. Calra brought the lightsaber down in a high attack and it looked for a moment as though the strike would succeed, until the blade flashed against the force field generated by the woman’s wrist bound shield generator. With her other hand free to launch an attack, the woman moved to strike.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 10:29 pm
The force of the blow knocked Link onto his back as the animal snapped at the Jedi's head.
Link interposed his sword between him and the beast but the animal clamped on it with its large maw and ripped it from Link's hand, hurrling it across Skull Base's landing pad.
Despretly Link grappled the beast's maw as it tried to snap off his head and strained to keep the drooling fanged mouth pried open.
Out the courner of his eye he could see the explorers shifting around the animal, Rifles trained but unwilling to fry the jedi.
Or perhaps waiting for this thing to finish him off. Link thought sourly.
At that moment he became aware that the beast was no longer straining against him. The beast pulled its jaw's from Link's hands and took whiff of the jedi.
The beast's breath reaked of it's own fur, carron, and herdbeast offal.
And then it licked his face like an affectionate gurrcat.
Link spat and tried to force the animal off but it persisted, wagging it's whiplike tail and licking Link's face until it seemed to catch the hint that the human underfoot wanted it to stop.
Link wiped the slobber from his expressively disgusted and annoyed face.
He sighed wearily as he glanced to the animal that was now sitting half a meter away from him and panting, its tail wagging happily.
All trace of the vicious beast that had tried to eat him seemed to had vanish in an instant.
"The master did not lie when he said the Force worked in mysterious ways..." he muttered as he stood, now reaking of the animal with his hair mussed by the beast's saliva.
He did not fail to note the expedition team fighting back laughter at the scene.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 9:26 am
It was at that moment that Revak joined the fray, his lightsword ignited he blocked the crimson beam and snarled at woman, his gleaming teeth glinting in the light.
The woman backed up half a step and glanced between the two opponents. Then a look of grim fury flashed across her face. She lifted her hand and a blaze of brilliant blue lightening arched toward the two. Revak stepped back as the first bolts reach Calra, flashing down her spine and dropping her to the floor, twitching. The pringling of the electricity shot through his hands and he closed his eyes, suddenly the lightning was gone from around him, replaced by a dim golden glow. He’d converted the electricity and absorbed it into himself as mere heat and let it dissipate around him.
The woman wasn’t impressed, she charged. Lightblade slashing and Revak fell back, desperate to parry her strikes, giving ground. The woman spun and smashed her shielded wrist into him tossing him down. Revak rolled away just as the woman plunged her lightsaber into the floor where he’d just been. The crowd scattered back as Revak stood once more, his lightsword glowing in hand.
The woman smiled, “Your dueling skills are sloppy jedi, I expected more.”
“I am no Jedi!” Revak snarled as he spun the lightsword into a defensive weave, and stopped to wait for the attack he knew was coming.
The woman charged once again, and leapt toward the ceiling, her lightsaber pointing down toward him from her hip. Revak leapt upward and lashed out a savage kick that connected with the woman’s chest throwing her back, but he hadn’t slashed her with his claw, it’d been too quick for that.
The woman spun and dropped into a low stance on the bar counter, her lightsaber still ready. Revak stood stunned, he’d expected her to careen into the bar not drop neatly onto the counter.
Suddenly another snap his joined the sounds of battle and a whirly disk of golden blades buzzed through the air, toward the woman. She dropped below the counter just as the lightdisk skimmed across the counter, slicing plates and mugs as it went before it impaled itself in the wall and stuck there.
The woman stood and smiled, a heavy blaster pistol in her gloved hand and lightsaber in the other, then a golden bolt of plasma flashed toward her, she lifted her lightsaber to block the bolt, but it seemed to distort as it touched the blade, enlarging itself and glowing transparent, then it struck the woman burning through her dark blue cloak and scorching the armored vest underneath which was smoking in a dozen places where the plasma had burned through. The woman fell back from the counter and struck her head against the wall, knocking her cold.
Calra Nordur stood in the middle of the bar, a smoking plasma carbine in her hands with a predatory smile on her face. Slowly Revak walked over to where the woman lay and pulled the lightdisk from the wall, deactivated it, and tossed it to his companion. Then he knelt beside the woman and took her lightsaber.
The bartender, Veira stood from behind the bar, a large Merr-Sonn flechette carbine in her hands, “Hold it!”
Revak froze and turned to look at her, “Was she with you or something!”
“You just took down a sith in my bar! They’ll close the place up for sure now,” Veira spat.
“That’s none of my concern,” Revak replied as he rolled the sith’s saber in his hand. Through the force Revak broke the molecular bonds of the lightsaber, turning it into a dusty pile of carbon and other elements. He took the two crystals from the dust and tossed them to the bartender, “Sorry about the mess…”
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 10:18 am
The sun was slowly rising over the treeline as the expedition began mapping out the old pirate base. The party had split into groups of two in order to better comb the area.
The Drooling Menace, as the explorers had dubbed it, remained by Link for reasons he could not fathom. The only logical explanation he could think of was that the beast could sense that he was an agent of the living force. That excuse worked for why it didn try finishin him off, but it didn't answer why it followed him like a pet.
Ellis wrinkled her nose up as the beast passed by her to trail faithfully behind the Jedi.
"You certainly attract the weird ones, dont you sword-boy?"
"You have no idea." He remarked dryly as he starred at the sealed blast door leading into the main compound.
This was the area Link and Ellis had drawn to explore and chart out.
Unfortunately it seemed they had reached the end before they could even start.
"Looks like an internal lock." Ellis muttered, examining the door. "And this is Pre-Vong Imperial. We dont have anything we can use to blast this open, or even pick the lock..."
"Hold this." Link said as he drew his sword and put it in her hands.
She blinked as he dug around inside his sleave.
"What are you doing?"
"Opening the Door." he said as he drew a black and silver grip out of his sleave and placed it against his now empty sword sheath. The handle fixed to the metallic scabbard, clearly a sign that the handle was somewhat magnetized.
Link stepped before the door and staned off as though he was going to draw his sword, his right hand instead resting on the black and silver grip.
"Stand back now." he cautioned Ellis
He looked down to the six-legged animal, who seemed to be watching with mild curiosity.
"Back." Link told it.
The beast looked at Link with it's amber eyes and then backed up to stand near Ellis.
Link durned his attention to the door and closed his eyes with Concentration.
He felt the Force flowing across the lush moon, surrounding the trees, the plants, the animals, and the exploration party; all rich with life, each enriching the Force around them.
He tapped into that power, borrowing strength from the Force.
His eyes snapped open and with incredible force and speed drew the handle and slashed at the Door with three strokes of a dark blue blade.
He snapped the energy blade off and lept back as the blast door crumbled in on itself.
He placed the lightsaber back up his sleave and took his sword from a stunned Ellis.
"When the Force is your ally," he said as he sheathed the sword. "All doors are open to you. Whether they be the doors of the mind or real ones."
Link watched as the meter long mess of drool, loose skin, legs and teeth ambled with a bandy legged gait into the dark corridor beyond. He turned to Ellis with a smirk.
"Shall we?" he said, mostioning to the now opened blast door.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:53 pm
The next day, Wayland received some disturbing news: Emperor Roan Fel was murdered. Apparantly, there was no specific details, other than that Fel was overseeing a Council of the Moffs, alongside ranking members of the Sith Order. The official report was that a group of assasins ambushed the council, and not only killed a moff, but Fel and most of the Imperial Knights.
Elladan, however, was unconvinced. A simple assasination would've been fine if they just wanted Fel out of the way. However, by killing at least half of the Knights and a moff, they had successfully usurped the leadership for the next most-powerful force.
The Sith.
So far, Darth Krayt had taken control of the Navy, and was consolidating his power; in other words, building a fleet and destroying any Fel sympathizers. Elladan wasn't sure whether or not Wayland was confirmed of this, but the Chiss didn't care for the Sith at all; he supported Fel without judgement. As a loyalist, he'd be expected to defend the Empire from civil war, which made his first priority strengthening his power, and saving what sympathizers were left.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:19 pm
As the prototype Acclamantor neared official completeion, Elladan compiled a list of reported loyalist worlds, or candidates. Apparantly, the civil war had already begun in the areas immediately around Korriban and Bastion. The areas untouched yet loyal to Fel included Onderon, Bestine IV, and Taris. In Elladan's plans, he'd need a second naval yards retrofitted, most likely on Bestine. He'd then need fresh recruits, likely from Taris. Onderon would resupply anything else needed, including resources. The four planets, including Wayland, were within a dozen parsecs of each other. Ideally, they could have a month, maybe two to get production and the movement underway.
But if they were lucky, the Sith wouldn't visit them for another two. Even under the best conditions, the new ships were a match and then some for ISDS. However, if the Sith showed up with newer warships, such a Nebulas, or even a Pellaeon, there'd be major issues...
For now, Elladan went ahead and notified Yukth of his position.
"...As you can see, we're in quite a bind. I refuse to compromise the defense of Wayland. I understand if you're feeling shut out, but I have every ention of making the defenses better overall. Wayland will not come under attack, and if it does, I'll provide full compensation, and allow immediate session from the Empire."
The Nogrhi nodded from across him. "I understand. Your ship is ready for departure. I've assigned twenty Noghri special units to be my eyes on your... entourage, and to act in your defense. They will be allowed to report regularly to me and the council, and in turn will act in your defense however you se fit."
'Very well." Elladan offered his hand, and embraced Yukth's with mild pleasantry. "We should arrive at Taris in about seven hours. I'll make sure we have a message sent by then, at most."
And with that, Elladan left the council chamber, and joined his two body guards on the way into the Narudu's Hand.
(Mental note to self: Sith moving to take over Bestine)
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:56 pm
The pair of humans proceeded down the darkened corridor, brightened only by Ellis' glow rod.
The Drooling menace had vanished somewhere inside the structure, somehing that kept the two of them cautious.
"I wonder which way the control room is." Ellis said, looking to Link.
"This one has a feeling we're enroute to it." he remarked, keeping his eyes peeled for trouble.
Ellis kept the light shining forward, but glanced down at Link's sword as it hung from his belt.
"So you've had a lightsaber this whole time?" She asked.
"Yes."
"But you're using a Vibrosword."
"How observant."
She glowered at him. "Why the Droyk dont you just use your lightsaber instead of hauling that chunk of metal around."
He paused a moment, his eyes still fixed on the passage way ahead. "Personal reasons." He said as he drew something out of his pocket.
The jedi pitched a handful of dust down the passageway, revealing criss-crossing infrared beams.
"Apears to be a trip wire trap. Cross the beams and lasers down the hall pop out and open fire."
Ellis looked out at the beams before flicking her eyes to the wall beside them. "The scorch marks on the wall were a hint, huh?"
"Tagwa."
"What?"
"I mean yes. Slip of the tongue."
"How are we going to get through?"
Link rolled up his sleaves and cracked his knuckles. "Stand off to the side and get ready to duck." He said as he slipped on a pair of gloves.
Ellis arched an eyebrow as she pressed herself against the wall."You really like showing off dont you?"
"Not when I can help it."
Link took a calming breath and placed a boot down directly in front of one of the infrared beams.
Almost immedieately a blaster bolt fired down the hall. Link snapped up his gloved hand, the bolt smacking into it and richocheing into a wall.
The impact of the bolt sent link sprawling onto his back. Quickly he sat up and shook his hand. "ah ha...so there we are."
He drew his lightsaber from his sleave and activated it. He shook his hand once more and then took a two handed grip on his blade's handle.
He stepped into the infrared field once more and again a bolt shot down the hall. Link swiped his blade at the incoming bolt and batted it down the hall, causing a small explosion somewhere at it's origin point.
"There we are." He said as he deactivated and stowed his lightsaber. "Problem solved."
Then concealed doors opened two meters doen the hall, allowing P1's to file into the corridor with a chorus of chuckles and "Arr's".
"You were saying?" Ellis said as Link drew his sword.
"Witty, witty witty." Link retorted moments before he plunged into the crowd of droids.
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In a room, a shadowy figure sat in a well padded chair, scratching the Drooling Menace behind the ears and watching the two humans progress deeper into the Pirate command Center.
"That the boy that crash landed here?" The shadowy figure asked the beast as he eyed Link's assault on the P1's. "Sithspit he's costing me a fortune in repairs. But now that you mention it he does look rather familiar. Too bad he's a jedi. Enough to make a man cry." He paused briefly and chuckled as he examined Ellis. "That Archaeologist girl however is a hot dish."
The animal at the figure's side rumbled in it's throat.
"Easy Mird. Dont worry, I know what's gotta be done. Besides, I'm getting tired of sitting here doing nothin' for so damn long."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 9:26 pm
(( i gotta say I was skeptical about Link at first,, but I love his character now)).
Vaan was rather ticked off. He was the link between the Chiss and the Empire, and yet he was off on a search. Apparently two members of an unidentified species had caused some havoc in a lab and then escaped in foreign starfighters. Word had it that they were somewhere on Ord Mantell. At least, that's what RUMOR had it.
Vaan could not believe that an entire Star Destroyer was tracking two aliens.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 9:41 pm
((thanks mate. But I'm getting a little nervou with all this activity around Ord Mantell. Skull Base is damn near Next door. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 10:09 pm
((sorry, I got bred with Kenet's ship and this was the next logical assignment))
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 10:10 pm
((Sa'right. Just go with it.))
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