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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 5:01 am
Drako looked at the girl. He walked right to her. Face to face.
" .............You might have a point. But there is a new Mandalor now.......i would have to kill him. He... He is my brother. As much as you think....young padawon.... I dont kill family. Unless....... "
Drako looked at Phoenix.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 9:12 am
"I am not a hitman Drako. And of course, you voluntarily left the Mandalorians. You were shamed out of being Mandalore. Do not try and trick my apprentice. ANd I advise that you make your presense unknown because we will be coming out of hyperspace to Coruscant very, very soon. I will deal with you later."
HE scribbled down a number on apiece of flmisiplast. "Here is my comm code."
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 10:05 am
Ganil Tana lay in his bed nervously, looking at the ceiling of his quarters, constantly taking glances at his chronometer, which said it was early in the morning. Almost time, he thought.
Today he was going to become the Jedi Apprentice to the legendary Jedi Knight Neb Wulf. He could barely wait.
Suddenly, the chronometer's alarm went off. Ganil awoke from his day dreams and got up, putting a shirt over his bare chest and adorning his Jedi robes. He went through his daily routine of cleaning his teeth and other miscellanious hygenic activities before walking down into the Jedi Council waiting room.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 11:06 am
The New Republic space-based security forces around Couscant soon hailed Selkisto. "Pilot, we strongly warn you against arming your weapons systems near Coruscant orbit. Failure to disarm will lead to destruction of your vessel.
He grinned a little. "With all due respect, sir, as far as armed ships go, I don't believe this is the one you want to worry about.
There was a pause. "What do you mean by that?"
Selkisto leaned forward. "Very shortly, a group of very angry Mandelorians will be coming out of hyperspace to attack me. I haven't done anything to wrong them, as far as I know, as in my last and only encounter with them all I did was run away. However, although I must say this ship is probably several sublight units faster than theirs is bound to be, judging from their demeanor at my last encounter and the fact that they are Mandelorians, (also deduced from my last encounter) they are likely to have a much more powerful arsenal, and their targeting abilities are unknown. Checking from the size signature read in hyperspace, it appeared as though they were in a blastboat, which, as you probably know, has many more weapons than my modest little A-Wing."
He leaned back, satisfied with his small persuasive speech. Surprisingly, Selkisto heard laughter coming from the opposite end of his commscreen. "Right, right. /No one/ would be stupid enough to enter the New Republic core stronghold in an unregistered, heavily armed ship. That would be tantamount to... to suicide!" More laughter.
Selkisto's face was a mix of confusion and disappointment. However, he realized a logical plan of action. "Alright, alright, I'll deactivate my weapons. But mark my words, Mandelorians will come barreling after me in a heavily armed ship, so be ready."
The security force comm attendant wiped tears of laughter from their eyes. "Sure, sure. We'll personally give you an invitation of induction to Republic Security if /that/ ever happens!" More laughter.
Selkisto grimaced and de-activated his targeting and weapons systems, making sure the tech signatures of those actions were easily identifiable on long range scanners. "I'll hold you to that, then." He sped towards the planet.
Soonafter, two Mandelorian ships came out of hyperspace, blastboats fully armed. They sped to Coruscant subspace, where they were destroyed by orbital satellites.
Selkisto landed on a designated landing platform, where he was greeted by a NR Sec. officer. His expression held both resentment and anger, but the mercenary regarded him mildly.
"Told ya so," he smiled. "Now where's that invitation of induction?"
The officer's expression grew colder. "There were two blastboats. Not one."
Selkisto sighed. "So? It's hard to pick up signatures in hyperspace. I was right, though, wasn't I?"
The officer squinted at Selkisto, his anger obviously rising. "Welcome... to... Coruscant..."
Selkisto nodded, his smile broadening annoyingly. "Thank you. I know I'll have a wonderful time."
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 12:26 pm
The headhunter landed on a pad, as the jedi hopped out.
"When will the council give me a personal starfighter? I've already trained one padawan to knighthood, passing with flying colors, and helped out on many an occasion. Why must I settle with run down pieces of junk and cargo ships?" He muttered to himself, speeding down the alleyways before someone noticed the ship, which by all means, would be considered stolen.
Of course, within three blocks of his intended destination, the jedi temple, the one man he would not want to see managed to find him.
Wormskull, a very discomforting surname, managed to spot the knight. He had a very... very, large annoyance with this knight's attitude. Yet, they were not only assigned together, but also proved to be quite nice to each other... after hours, that is. And that was very rare, as Neb was a procrastinator, and Wormskull a workaholic.
"See this time you managed not to get your senator killed," Wormskull retorted.
"Wormskull, if I have to repeat myself to the council about that you continue that excuse, this time it won't be a hand on the shoulder. Plus, if you don't find another flaw, how am I to perfect my skills, of annoying you or anything?"
"Neb, there is rumors circulating that you are supposed to be appointed to the council. You are to be advanced, since you completed training an apprentice. Though you are not who'd I'd promote, it's not as bad as the next rumor..."
"And that would be?"
"You're to take another apprentice."
"Whatever. I don't need to be a master or on the council. As far as I'm concerned, all I need is a personal ship I can use that isn't an escape pod launched randomly..."
"Well, think about this: If you're on the council, you not only get your own starship, but you no longer need to take orders. You can make your own AND do what you desire, even though that's bad morals, not to mention workhabits."
"Good point. This is why I keep you around. You find loopholes that I don't have to think about to exploit. Good day." Neb stated, walking to a room that was once familiar to him: the council room.
However, something else met his eye first, before he reached the room. A padawan (to be) was standing there, looking somewhat lost, at least to Neb's eye. He quickly disreguarded it, as three more younglings entered the room, and he turned to head towards a more pressing matter.
The cafeteria, and its delicacies.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 3:28 pm
Ganil Tana stood there, his mind wandering. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a Jedi Knight taking a glance in his general direction and walking off as three of his fellow padawans entered the room.
"Hey Ganil, I hear you're finally getting yourself a Master to train you," sneered the weasle-faced Gharn.
"Yeah, that's right," replied Ganil, keeping his tone flat.
"" retorted the Rodian, Hitarn.
"I beg to differ." Ganil still refused to show any emotion, giving them a reason to further annoy or taunt him.
"" roared Tartanukka, the Wookie, his grey-brown fingers fingering the ignite button on his training saber.
Ganil merely looked at the lightsaber, one eyebrow raised. As he brought his eyes to meet Tartanukka's, he said, "You do know we are not allowed to use our lightsabers outside of lessons, don't you?"
"" he gruffed, looking around. He unhooked his lightsaber hilt from his belt and went into a fighting stance.
"I won't fight you," replied Ganil, still gazing into the Wookie's dark brown eyes.
Tartanukka merely stared, ready to attack.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 5:49 pm
Neb stood in one of the larger rooms, the gathering hall, but it could commonly be seen as being used as a snackroom by all people there.
Neb found some groups, but felt like an outcast when it came to most social encounters.
He did, however, manage to find a table that was largely disjointed of less popular jedi, which he would easily fit right in.
"So he says to him, that's no sith, that's my wife!" one man said, getting a small smiles and chuckle out of some. "Speak of the devil, its the "Help, i found an "agressive force user". please kick his a**" man himself!"
Neb quickly sighed, making sure to tie the man's shoelaces together before anyone noticed.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2005 7:03 pm
Tartanukka ignited his lightsaber, its green blade piercing the air and casting a green glow on all four in the room. He started running at Ganil, bringing his blade up high to strike at him. Ganil just sat there, knowing what was about to happen. Just before the blade was going to make contact with him, the door slammed open and the lightsaber dissappeared from Tartanukka's hands.
"Tartanukka! Gharn! Hitarn! What are you three doing?" shouted Jedi Master Rhona, Tartanukka's lightsaber in her hand.
"" stammered Tartanukka.
"That's what I thought. You three, get back into the cafeteria." Master Rhona stood there glaring, waiting for them to comply with her orders.
Suddenly Tartanukka, Gharn, and Hitarn realized what had happened. They turned to Ganil and glared at him for a moment before walking back into the cafeteria.
Master Rhona walked over to Ganil and produced a small sandwich from a hidden pocket. "I am very glad about how you handled the situation, young Padawan. If you not had contacted me you would have been forced into that fight and been punished as well."
"Thank you Master," said Ganil, nodding his head as he took the sandwich and took a small bite from it.
"I shall be sure to let your new Master know what has happened and how you handled it. I'm sure he will be pleased. Until next time, Padawan." She gave Ganil a pat on the shoulder before entering the cafeteria.
Ganil watched her leave, munching on his sandwich.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 5:07 pm
A man suddenly appeared on top of a ship. He sighed and said, "maybe somebody here can give me more power discharge." The man sighed and decided to go inside. " hello! Is anyone here?" ,he screamed.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 9:10 pm
Novara and his 4 men all sat in the bridge talking of there Blastboat. They came out of hyperspace and the noticed that the ships they sent with there old ID codes were ripped to shreds.
" I knew it. That ship we scanned befor leaving was Cale's friend. He must have some how know we scanned him. "
" All ships weaponds and targeting systems are shielded from scanners sir. They will only detect our main guns and they are off line. They are hialing us sir. "
" Good. Greatings. I am Captin Novara. What can i do for you? "
" We have been warned about a band of Mandelorians in the same ship coming here. We destroyed two ships coming in a full speed of the same type. We didnt have a chance to scan them.....You didnt have any thing to do with this did you? "
" Sir i must say that this ship is a much used ship. I am not the only Mandalorian witha Blastboat. No sir......i didnt know any thing about any other ship but mine. And tho i am Mandalorian....this ship is not well armed. That is why you blasted them? I dont see why owning a blast boat is wrong. "
"......... Look i am just doing my job. You start trouble you will be killed. So....DONT try any thing. Land in 374-49 bay 2."
There ship came in and landed. They all walked out. " Stay here. Lock up. Ill be back. "
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2005 10:05 pm
Drako looked at Phoenix.
" Hrm. You still have not learned how to read minds i see. I was seeing is you might be interested. But i see not. Now i am not trying to do any thing to your apprentice....Yet. As for my leaving......i faked my death so my bother could take over. I honered him by giving him his chance to rule. My Mandalor days did give me much skill and abillity to change the minds of.......Many Mandalorians. Dealing with me will be harder then you think. Ill contact you."
Drako threw a comm unit to him. He walked out of the room. As he passed the girl he eyed her. " Be on your toes young one. "
When the ship came out of hyperspace he walked out of the room to a bay door. He pulled out three blasters and blew the door open. He was sucked out and a shield went up in the doors sted.
PR1M3 flew up and Drako pulled him self in. He flew under the republic ship and clung to it. His ships cloaking activated and Drako sat and waited.
" Now the game starts."
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2005 5:33 am
Angel only stood there as Drako made his leave, only looking out from her room when she heard him blow the door open and jump out into space. " Okay... " She turned back to the Dark Lord. " So, back to training? "
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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