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 Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 8:42 am
Jarik looked to the Ruby squad pilot, then to his friend's face.
"You basterds! Thats my squad mate!" Jarik dove into another Ruby squad pilot and threw a fist into his abdomen. the man doubled over in pain. Jarik brought his arm up and slammed his elbow into the mans back, dropping him to the floor.
"How do you like that flyboy?! No one siths with Emerald Squad!" Jarik grinned triumphantly and looked up ,just intime to see a Ruby squad haymaker shooting toward his face.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 9:21 am
Logar laid a restraining hand on the Ruby's punch, lessening its impact so that it just knocked Jarik back a few steps. "Hey, one court-martial a day is enough, yes? Why don't we just pretend this never happened."
This only resulted in the Ruby turning around and knocking Logar to the floor.
Hearing a concerned beeping and whistling from behind him, Logar looked up to find his astromech, Gauntlet, had just arrived on the scene.
"Oh, good, I'm glad you're here. Initiate Pacification Measure 4-2!" Logar said in Mon Calimari. The R2 unit extended his arc wielder and fire extinguisher, equipped with immobilizing foam, and rolled forward into the melee.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 10:48 am
Kefka suddenly found himself covered in a thick foam, not being able to see a thing. When the foam thinned, he found the Ruby lunatics gone.
"You okay?" he asked the Mon Cal.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:03 am
"those b*****d Ruby scum. They won't get away with this! Damn Cowards!" Cale shook off his blow and brushed the foam off. he looked to Kef."you ok Psycho?" he glanced at the Mon Cal."how bout you? you alright?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:13 am
"Yeah I'm fine, just a blood nose. Son of a sith bastards..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 5:42 pm
"hold your nostrils closed. heals them up faster." he Looked at the Mon Cal. "You in our Squad? Name's Jarik. the guy with the blood leaking from his sinuses is Kef. Now whats this about a court martial?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 8:00 pm
Orrin sat in his cell, fiddling with his digipad, or so he named it. It wasn't much, but it could pretty well do anything in the world. It was about 10x14, and looked like a large pda... well, except spiffier.
"According to the FCO, you say the training mission is boring. Is this true?" A voice outside Orrin's cell boasted. Of course, this came from the colonel himself. Orrin, still being a p***k, didn't do anything except nod.
"Would you care to explain?" He continued.
"Well, for one thing, flying around and trying to hit a womp rat may be challenging, but as far as mission abilities goes, it doesn't promote any style of navagation by waypoint, aeral dogfighting, or even stealth approaches. Not much to really do, its just another training episode, not even an exercise..."
"You think you could do better?"
"Actually, I probably can, if you can find the resources to do it. The mission is tomorrow, and if you think you're mechanics could outfit the remaining skyhoppers and place the needed equiptment, then by all means, yes."
With this, the colonel nodded ascent. "So you'll do it?"
"Not a chance. It isn't worth the time, even less since I won't be participating."
"I'll cut you a deal if you do it. Think on it, I'll ask you at 1700, when your martialling begins. Its 1130 right now, so that leaves you about 5 hours to decide."
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 9:30 pm
Cale Darksun "hold your nostrils closed. heals them up faster." he Looked at the Mon Cal. "You in our Squad? Name's Jarik. the guy with the blood leaking from his sinuses is Kef. Now whats this about a court martial?" "My name's Logar. The other guy involved in the crash rode back to base with me," Logar replied. "That's why the Ruby pilots were pushing me around. They didn't appreciate his shenanigans. Neither did the MPs, apparently, because they carted him off as soon as we landed. Hey, Gauntlet, what's the status of that?" he asked his astromech, who rolled over to a nearby wall terminal to download the latest news.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 9:33 pm
"wait...Ich's on Trial?" Jarik asked in a concerned voice."I didn't know the Rebels could Court martial people!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 9:40 pm
Gauntled whistled and buzzed, and Logar checked his own wrist-mounted translation device. "He's currently in the detention block, awaiting his court-martialling, which will begin at 1700."
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 9:45 pm
"whats he up for? what're the charges?" Jarik noticed the Mon Cal's wrist."and where can I get one of those Droid speak translators?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 10:16 pm
Kefka shot a bored look at Jarik.
"Standard issue, loonatic....they gave em out after the training brief...I think you were the guy asleep in the back?" he said pointing to his own translator.
"How the hell can they martial someone, we're so cut for pilots as it is. Lets go see him. Icy, can you locate that detention block?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 9:11 pm
"Gauntlet's got it," Logar said, pointing at the terminal screen, which showed a map of the base. Their location and Ich's cell were both blinking. Whistling from the end of the hall caused them all to look up, to see Icy impatiently waiting to guide them. Logar chuckled. "I think he's a bit jealous of how quickly my droid has handled the recent events."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 9:20 pm
"No, actually, I think hes a bit unnerved considering that the detentionblock Guantlet specified doesnt exist. Icy, run a .forcefind search."
A second later, the little R3's dome flashed red, and Kefka knew he was done.
"Good job Icy. Come on, guys."
The threesome and two droids, continued in the opposite direction towards the detention area
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 9:34 pm
"What the - Gauntlet, run a self-diagnostic." Lights flashed, and the droid beeped. Logar looked at his wrist. "Whoops, must have missed that in the last upgrade to his nav system. A minor programming glitch; I'm glad we caught it before I actually took him into space with me. I can fix it right now," he continued, pulling out his datapad and plugging it into the droid's side, all without breaking his stride or falling behind the others.
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