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 Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 5:46 pm
Ember raises one eyebrow at the woman.
“I find it hard to except that the empire would just forget about what just happened.”
She turns to face the office and shrugs her shoulders at him.
“How hard could it be? It’s just a simple point and click interface; besides, they could come in handy, if not for what there intended for then for trade.” She looks at the woman, seeing if she was armed with a sidearm.
She looked up at the third person on the room with them, only now realizing that it was a female zabrak. She narrowed her red eyes at her as she addressed the officer, calling him a dog of the military. Ember was about to speak up in his defense, but when she produced the glowing energy weapon she shut her mouth with a snap. It was hard for her to tear her eyes from the humming weapon, entranced with its elegance.
“My- my names Ember.” she said quietly.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 6:01 pm
The man's eyes narrowed.
"Dog am I? You're the one who ran away after missing all her targets."
Upon seeing her lightsaber, he gave a grim smirk. "So the lot of you traitors arent dead. Not surprising. You'd think with all that so-called Force you'd have been able to prevent what happened to your kind. Bad luck that. Or perhaps you simply werent there when your jedi friends needed you. Perhaps you ran away then as well."
Ignoring the officer, the Alderaanian woman gave a sigh of relief. "The Force is with me...I found a Jedi to aid me in my mission..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 6:31 pm
Jahan sucked in a breath and bit off an angry retort, calming herself with the discipline renown in the Jedi order. What one lowly officer thought of her, and the Jedi, was no concern of hers. Instead she nodded to Ember and gave a slight smile then knelt next to the mechanic's chair.
"The Force is always with us, no matter what may be happening or where we are. However, I believe that you and I have crosses paths for a purpose; we all have, despite our," she searched for a word that wouldn't offend the officer. "differences."
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 6:42 pm
"Oh yes. The wonderful Force." The Officer snorted. "The answer your kind turns to so they dont have to think for themselves."
He rolled his eyes and headed for the door. "We might as well get moving while the enemy is still in dsaray over the shoot out at the promenade. We should find a computer terminal and check it for information about the storage bay before we go in. Then I will call up my staff so that we might have another blaster to watch our backs."
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 11:09 pm
Ignoring the flaring of attitudes Ember holds her new weapon in her hands, feeling it’s weight and it’s cold touch as the others discuss their beliefs and resolve, or lack there of.
“Call up your staff?” She looks up from her weapon to the officer, raising one eyebrow. “I thought you said you were dropped off here, drummed out of the service. What, you got some old boy’s who’d do you one last favor,” Her red eyes narrow. “Or were you lying to me back in the cantina?”
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 11:24 pm
The Officer glared at the woman, irritably.
"I wasnt lying about getting discharged from the service. Had I still been in the Empire's service I would not have shot those soldiers and I certainly would have reported this safehouse to the local garrison. But I havent. While I believe in the ideal of the Empire: a strong, united galaxy under one decisive leader, I am no longer a member of the Armed Forces. But my reasons for such are my own. I dont like to talk about my failures anymore than the next person."
Taking one of the carbines and a belt, he checked the charge of the gun and then hooked the belt around his waist.
"To answer your first question, I do indeed have someone working for me. A person of my heritage and financial status naturally has their own servitors and minions. This one I picked up during a tour of the outer rim. Ive made sure she is well versed in the operation of military hardware such as this and she could probably use it better than I, you, or the jedi."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 12:08 am
“Oh. Okay.” She replies flatly, indifferent to his glare. “Do you want to use this one then?” She asks him, gesturing to her carbine.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 10:11 am
"I am an Officer." he replied in an equally flat tone. "Not a trooper. Such firearms are beneath me."
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 3:44 pm
Jahan kept any and all suspicions to herself about the officer and his apparent help. There might be something larger at work here, such as the Force, or something smaller, like an Impirial trap. They had done less to take down individual Jedi before.
She waved off the carbine and put her light-sabre away.
"How will you contact your minion?" she asked the officer quietly, still kneeling by the mechanic's side. The woman would live but recovery would be long.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 3:56 pm
“So sorry, I wasn’t aware that a weapon such as this was beneath you.” Ember replied tartly, crossing her arms over her chest and turning her head to avert her eyes from him and looked at the other two.
“He’s right, we should be going soon.” She said, strapping on the utility belt and holstering the carbine.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 4:42 pm
"I may lead from the front, but that doesnt mean I do the shooting." The Officer said.
He holstered the carbine and drew his comlink.
"With this." He told the Jedi.
As he left the room, heading for the nearest terminal, he dialed up a number and spoke into it.
"Nolaa. Ama to yako." He said, speaking huttese into the comlink. To any who could understand the language, it sounded like he was telling some one to come to his location. He continued the conversation, only quieter to avoid people listening in.
((There is a terminal near by. Anyone want to make a Use Computer Check to find out about the Storage Bay?))
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 6:01 pm
Ember steps up to the terminal and punches a few buttons, calling up any information on the storage bay V14.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 6:08 pm
What Ember discovers is that bay V14 is on a level that is off limits to non-Imperial personnel. She also learns that bay V14 is in a section of the station that has been quarantined for over a year and a half, yet no maintenance requests have been made for repairs to that section. Additionally, the terminal reveals that deep storage bay V14 is located along one of the station’s primary exhaust systems, meaning that exhaust conduits should be running right through the storage bay.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 7:06 pm
“That’s weird.” Ember mumbles to herself.
“Hay guys.” She beckons the others over to the terminal. “What do you make of that?” She asks, pointing to the information that is displayed on the screen.
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 7:10 pm
Finishing his convrsation, the Officer looked over and studied the data.
"Sounds like theres something going on there. Perhaps we best make haste to see our contact and get this buisness over with before we step on some toes..."
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