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 Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 7:41 am
The Ballett exited hyperspace and headed towards the Peragus system asteriod belt. Auror touched the comm button and haill Admiral Pensil's ship. "Astral Star this is Aurora Amatruse aboard the Adera Ballett do you copy?" she asked.
"Ms. Amatruse, this is Captain Nollie with the Astral Star please state your business," a young male voice said over the comm.
"I wish to speak with Admiral Pensil immediatly regarding new orders from Miss Starsinger." Silence came back over the comm for a few minutes.
"Do they not reconize the name?" Sapphire asked. Just then the comm came back to life
"Miss Amatruse this is Admiral Pensil, please land in our hanger bay so we can discuss this matter in private."
"Of course."
A few minutes later Aurora, Sapphire, and a few others disembarked the Ballett. "Admiral, it is pleasure to see you again," Aurora said extending a slender blue hand.
"Is Miss Starsinger not with you?" he asked.
"I'm afraid she had a mission of her own to attend to. She has left me in charge in her absence."
"Very well, this way to my quarters." Once there Aurora told him of the deal with the loyalists to attack the shipyard on Kuat.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 10:40 am
((Come on guys! Where's the exotic?! Theres a whole host of alien species out there and all i see are twi'leks, Gamorrians, and the like! This is an intergalactic Fighting competition! Lets see something really weird and interesting in the ring! *Sigh* Looks like I'll have to lead by example.))
Round two found the mercenary,"Dulik Thann", Going up against a Vratix. How the oversized bug got into the tournament and why it would even want to escaped the Mando. But at last he had a decent challenge.
Nothing in his training had prepped him for a contest like this. Vratix were rarely warriors. But those few that were deserved every ounce of respect one could manage.
The Vratix's triple joints, exoskeletons, and incredible strength, made them formidable combatants, capable of ripping out a human's spine bare handed.
The one facing him down right now had bladed bracers mounted on its long forearms and another pair of bracers attached to the forearm behind it, allowing it to not only slash at opponents, but to crush them in the mantis-like crooks of its front arms.
This would be interesting to say the least.
It would be a pity that the Insectoid wouldn't make it to the final round.
The bell was sounded and the Vratix leaped like a freak into the air, attempting to stomp down on the Mando.
Mandalore's honed reflexes saved him from a painful crushing. He snapped on his jet pack and with a quick burst, shot out from under the Vratix's stomp. Cutting his jets and spinning around, he flipped down his range finder and shot a poisoned tip dart straight for the creature's compound eye. The Vratix snapped up an arm to shield itself, the dart bouncing off the metal forearm bracers it wore.
It lept straight at him, its powerful legs hurtling the Vratix forward like a giant green missile, and snapped a forearm out to slash at the mando. The blade struck sparks off the Immortal's chestplate and Mandalore retaliated with a sudden hard punch at the creature's "chest". The unfazed amusement of the creature turned to surprised anger as a jet of flame shot out of Mandalore's wrist, wreathing the creature in fire.
The vratix lept back away from Mandalore and frantically began to put itself out as the Immortal raised his other arm and snapped off a length of cable. The cable wrapped itself around the creature's neck, but didn't stay long, as it lowered its head and snapped through the chord with it's mandibles.
Assuming what the Immortal interpereted as a martial stance, the chared and irritated sentinent insect began to slowly move around Mandalore's flank, seeking a weakspot in the Immortal's armor with its analytical gaze.
There were none. Vulnerability lay with the individual. And the Immortal had no weakness.
Nonetheless, lacking knowledge of Vratix pressure points and anatomy, the Immortal realized how difficult this fight was going to be.
He assumed a fighter's stance of his own and dared the creature forward for another exchange of blows.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 8:07 pm
Vincent looked over to Alex with a smirk, "Well, guess that's what you get for trying to leave Airia behind."
And at that very moment, a Corellian hawk swooped down from the rafters of the Cargo Bay, trying to grab Alex's com. "HEY, WAVE, NO, I NEED THAT!" He fished around in his pockets, and then pulled out the Lightsaber handle, tossing it up into the air, and the hawk snatched it away, and took off back towards the rafters with Alex watching. "You know, I have no clue where he nests up there...Still, whatever doesn't give the Imperial an excuse to cause trouble on my ship." Alex sighed, lighting up a cigg as he lifted up the com in his other hand, "Yo Dax, set a course for Dathomir...I'm bushed, gonna grab some shuteye." "Very well. Oh, and by the way, Master-Next time, would you like me to close the Cargo Bay doors slower, or faster?" "Bite me, you damned tin-can..." And with that, Alex walked off towards the front of the Cargo bay.
Vincent didn't seem to mind any of what was going on, paying more attention to the bag on the floor as he went and picked it up, looking back over to Fina. "Well...guess I'll be the one showing you to your 'room', then."
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 9:25 pm
Fina stood up again, looking to the two as they spoke, watched her lightsaber get snatched up, and then shook her head slightly. She guessed she'd just have to watch Vincent a bit more carefully if she couldn't find out where the bird was nesting...
After those thoughts, she heard Vincent talking to her, and just followed along behind him, looking over the ship as they moved along...
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 9:45 pm
"Oh, By the way," Vincent said, "If you try and take my lightsaber from me...I'll toss you outside of the emergency airlock. Whatever happens from there on...well, that's your fault." He said it so coldly and simply that it was startlingly scary.
He moved through the cargo bay, bringing her into the portion of the ship that held the personal quarters. As he moved into it, he let the bag drop down on a small couch, not really seeming to care-Although really, he knew that the creature had nowhere to go-The ship was pretty much it's home.
Vincent sighed, walking up to a magnetically sealed door, waving his hand over the scanner. After a few moments, the computer voice on the lock said, "Welcome back, Vincent." And the door slid open...and the inside, it seemed to be quite plain. There was a couch, a holo screen, a cryoban container magnetically sealed and locked with what looked to be a smaller version of the door's lock. In the back there was a bed, and a door that led into a private shower. The transport was well-equipped by Alex, though Vincent had made a few changes of his own in the past few months. "Make yourself at home," Vincent said calmly, moving into the room. It seemed that as he went inside, the force was slowly beginning to return to the area.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 10:31 pm
Fina just watched Vincent for a moment after he threatened to throw her out of the ship if she tried to take his saber. She felt a bit afraid of that, but guessed that there was no real reason to feel afraid though because nothing would happen if she just didn't go for his lightsaber. Still, the way he said it was just scary...
She followed to the room, making a mental note of where he tossed the bag on the way there. As she entered the room behind Vincent, she could feel the force returning as well. As this happened, she knew he could feel it returning as well, and wondered if he'd remove her restraints or if he'd let her use the force to do it...
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 10:37 pm
Vincent sighed, waving his hand without even looking at her, and her restraints fell off. "Cooling unit somewhere in here...have whatever you want." And with that, Vincent walked over to the couch, laying down on it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 11:17 pm
Fina brought her hands up and rubbed her wrists as the restraints fell off. She looked around for a moment before moving to sit down on the bed, her hands coming up to her mask to remove it. There was no reason to wear it anymore now that the sandstorm was gone and they were in the shelter of the ship. So, she pulled the mask off, and set it down, opening her eyes and looking again to Vincent's face...
"So... Where are we going, and why am I coming along...?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 11:28 pm
Vincent sighed, his eye's closed, "Why the hell do you care...it wasn't my plan to bring you. You think I like an imperialist slinking around on this ship? I honestly don't understand how you can think you're THAT important that we'd have some special reason to let you come..." Vincent trailed off. Now that she mentioned it, why DID Alex allow her to come along-Why hadn't Alex just knocked her out? He sighed, wondering these things...it wasn't like the two of them needed help with a couple of Nightsisters...Alex would sit on a cliff and snipe, and Vincent would deal with the close-quarters combat. Why did they even bother to bring her along...what was the point...? But then...perhaps this was a part of a scheme he had concocted. He truly had no idea how Alex's mind worked sometimes...
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 11:37 pm
Fina just stared at him for a moment. "You're kind of an angry person for a Jedi... Are you sure you're not just a really nice sith?" She asked, then stood and started looking for that coolage unit. "You also stereotype alot..." She added...
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 11:49 pm
"Yeah, that's it, I'm a Sith-Come here and I'll pierce you on my lightsaber," Vincent said, "What the hell would YOU even know about a Sith? You ever faced one in combat? They're different from your holo-text explanations-If I was a real Sith, by the time you said nice I would've had you split open from gut to neck." He didn't even open his eyes as he said jokingly, "But you've got a nice pair, so at least you're good for something." Jeesh...Alex REALLY was starting to affect him...
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:13 am
Fina just looked back at Vincent. "I have killed Sith before, around the time my master died... It's easy when you're actually trying to kill someone." She said, then continued to look through the cooling unit. "Don't go thinking because you beat me that I couldn't have won if I wanted to. I didn't want to kill or injure you, I wanted to talk." She grabbed a drink and opened it, closing the unit and walking to the bed before taking a sip from the drink.
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:30 am
"Oh really?" Vincent stood up. Of course, he stood a half-foot taller than her, so he was quite imposing. "You wanna get down to it...? Just because you know how to use the force doesn't mean I won't be able to put a blaster to the side of your head and pull the trigger...You rely too much on the force...I, however, know how to adapt to my surroundings, and to the situation at hand, and use both to my advantage...with, or without the Force...I've ALWAYS been able to...I can use a Lightsaber, multiple forms of ranged weaponry, Swords, Stalves-I can even beat you with my bare fists without even trying hard...ALL without relying heavily on the force...So you tell me-Who's gonna win this fight?" His face was eerily calm, and there was no malice in his words-It was almost as if they held more than a simple, half-hearted truth to them...
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:39 am
Fina looked up to Vincent. She was already aware that he was a bit taller from earlier, but it didn't change the fact that it made him a bit more intimidating.. "The point was that I wanted to talk, not fight." She said, then moved to back up, but just bumped into the bed, but stayed standing. She looked back to the bed for a moment, then back up to Vincent. "Had I shown up dressed differently and without an escort, would we have still fought?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 12, 2007 1:45 am
"I don't give a damn about your 'Empire', so don't even give me that-And as for showing up in a different appearance...you still can't hide it from me." He continued to keep his eye's closed, "That aura...that killing aura. You lust for it-They say even Jedi feel it-But I've resisted it. The Jedi of the old order claimed they killed only when they had to-But then why did they end up killing so many when it could have been avoided?" He scoffed, "Hah-The Jedi...if I could've chosen not to be one, I would've. But I'm stuck with this gift, this curse-And because of it, someone I held dear is dead. And it might as well have been all of the current factions, struggling for power, to plant the blade in his back."
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