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 Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 10:26 pm
Sunum lead Iust and Iria into his home. Leading them into a sitting room just to the right of the entrance. The place was decorated with all sorts of trinkets and items, ranging from child's toys to ancient blasters. There are a few chairs around a coffee table in the middle of the room.
"Please sit, it's not too often that I recieve visitors other than Iust. Can I get either of you anything to drink?" the old man asks.
"No thank you, uncle." Iust responds, setting is helmet down on the floor as he sits down in one of the chairs.
"Really nothing Iust? It must have been a long trip for you out here, I'm sure you should be parched. Oh, well. Now how about you young lady?" Sunum asked Iria.
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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 10:33 pm
Iria looked about the place that Iust called home, taking in the sights. With that, she sat down in one of the seats about the coffee table. "Fizzy pop, if you have it, good sir. Though water shall be sufficient, please," the young clone smiled.
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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 10:40 pm
"Ha ha, I like her, she's polite, unlike some of the younger generation." Sunum laughs, nodding at Iust on his comment. "And young lady I do happen to have some fizzy pop. Iust here drank the stuff all the time when he was younger. I keep it on hand for when he comes around, I normally don't like the sugary stuff. I'll be right back." Sunum tells Iria as he hustles out of the room.
Iust turns to Iria and begins to speak "We need to plan what we are going to do next. I don't want to stay here too long, I don't want my uncle to get involved with this. He's had enough trouble in his life, I don't want to bring him more."
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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 11:00 pm
With a bow, Iria said, "My mother was a Jedi Master, you could say, sir" she said to Sunum, as it wasn't too terribly far from the truth.
She then turned to Iust, as she pondered his question. "Does much news reach these parts, in respect to the situation on Coruscant? I have considered flight to Bastion, or to somewhere in the Corporate Sector,"
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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 11:07 pm
"We get some information, my uncle stays very up to date with what is going on back on Coruscant, he was a Storm Commando in his younger years, before he became a bounty hunter. I would ask him for news if I were you," Iust tells Iria. "I don't know too much about Bastion, again we might consult my uncle."
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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 11:26 pm
Vera and R6-3RA's Omega class shuttle emerged from hypserspace above the glorious jewel, Nal Hutta. R6 woke her up, and her eyes slid open lethargically. She blinked and sat up. "I've never been here before, R6... but I've heard of it. Are you sure Hutt space is a good place to be in?"
"With the inner rim and core worlds in the most turmoil, it's the safest place to go to find a pilot," R6 responded through the display monitor. "There are many unsavory types and lowlifes, but it's less risky than the Sith."
Vera nodded and smiled and patted her on the head, "I'll trust your judgement, R6-3RA." The droid twittered. "I'm sorry.. then I shall call you 'Ebony.'"
It hooted in a satisfied manner before brigning the ship on a basic course toward the Smuggler's Moon, Nar Shadaa.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 5:04 pm
Revak took the two transmitters he'd found on the fighter and slapped them onto a freighter in a hanger next door before heading back to the Pride of Mantell
He slipped inside and shook his head at the craft, it was clearly of new manufacture, yet it clearly had gone under heavy modifications. But it was unarmed, he'd have to talk to the captain about that. As he stepped inside the rear compartment where Calra lay... sleeping fitfully.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 6:09 pm
elvisnake Chenahab said, bowing to Freya. he continued, so quiet that only Freya and Gorwooken, who had been standing behind her for the duration of the encounter in the ship. Freya drank in Chen's words as he said them. "I shall," she said, the gravity of the situation on her shoulders. Of course, she's have liked to have said that the sacrifice of a wookie's life won't be necessary, but dismissed that thought promptly, as, as nice as the thought was, she realized the reality of war, and wondered if any would live to see the Alliance return. And, regardless of who he truly was to her, the late Veron was still, in her heart and mind, her father. "In memory of Veron Jarek Starsinger the Fourth, we must all do our part, so that he may truly rest in peace," "Mistress Freya, that was amazing!" Rusty exclaimed with pride. "Veron would indeed be proud, yes?" he queried to any with a mind to answer.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 7:31 pm
"What is it that you two wish to consult me about?" Sunum says hobbling back into the room, Iria's drink in one hand his cane in the other."Here you go missy." He then takes a seat in one of the chairs.
"Now I believe that you two best tell me what brings you out here so unexpectedly." Sunum says.
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 7:41 pm
"Many thanks, good sir," Iria said, taking the drink. As the older man posed his question, she looked to Iust, to see what he'd say. Still, she had one thing to say. "Iust tells me that you tend to keep up with news from Coruscant." Surely he knows of the passing of Emperor Fel?
"It seems we are now hunted by both the Sith, as well as Graka's crime gang," Iria stated. "With that, we need a friendly world on which to lie low, preferably one whom is still loyal to Fel,"
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 8:09 pm
Sunum's face grows dark as he listen's to the grim news. "Perhaps you should tell me all that has happened," he says darkly. Iust proceeds to tell his uncle the entire story. After Iust finishes Sunum leans back into his chair and begins to think.
After a few silent minutes he says "I will help you, I don't have much here at my disposal, but you may stay here until you can find a way off this planet. Perhaps I can help you two decide on where to go next, I still have friends on Coruscant, retired military like me, they keep me up to date about what has been going on with the Empire. First things first though, Iust you know longer have a ship. Have you thought about how you will get off of Ord Mantel?"
"I have uncle, I need to get something off of my bike, I'll be right back." Iust says, and then leaves the house.
Turning to Iria Sunum begins to speak "That boys has no manners, always leaving without telling anybody what's going on in his head. I blame myself I guess, I spent to much time teaching how to think link a soldier and not enough time teaching him how to be a normal human. Now tell me about yourself, how are you holding up?"
((Jamie, if you want to control Sunum as well go ahead.))
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 9:11 pm
(( *giggle* ok. ^^ Though you probably have a better idea o' how he thinks. ^_^;; ))
Iria resisted the urge to chuckle, instead, nodding in agreement. "Sort of reminds me of Kal," she said, telling the old man of one of her superiors back on Coruscant. "He'd always tell me that I wasn't ..." she said, searching mentally for the correct word, "soldier-ish enough."
Sunum chuckled. "Of course, missy. There is more to life than fighting,"
"I heartily agree." Iria said cheerfully. "Emperor Fel has been interested in many aspects of me. Morality and all." Looking thoughtfully to the ceiling, she then returned her gaze to the old man's eyes. "I met your nephew but a couple days ago, on Chandrilla. I worked in a bakery, to live a peaceful life,"
"And then, he showed up," Iria said, making sure to note that she reffered not to Iust, but the late Kier Derith. "A most fearsome man," she shuddered, recounting that time.
Over one hundred and thirty years before ...
"Moff Sarton, you have stolen far too many lives. This, I cannot forgive," said Mordranna Brunhildt, her blaster poised over the head of Moff Sarton.
"C-colonel Brunhildt! I can make you a general! I'll give you a million credits if you just walk away! " Sarton whimpered.
"And how many times did those children beg you not to harm them? Yet you did so anyway?" Mordranna snarled. "How many credits did you bribe others with to look the other way?"
"Moff Tol Sarton, I, Mordranna Brunhildt, in the name of decency and honor, sentence you to death ..."
With that, Mordranna's blaster fired, not stopping until it's charge was completely drained. For the unspeakable crimes commited by Moff Sarton, Mordranna felt as though she had to remove him from the universe ...
Present time ...
Iria gasped, before fainting.
(( flashbacks to a clone host's darkest past memory ftw! ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 9:23 pm
((You got the gist of Sunum, crotchety but loving old man smile ))
Sumum, hobbled to his feet and goes to check on Iria, noting that she is fine he moves to the door to get Iust. Calling out to Iust who is getting the suitcase out from the back of his bike, he tells him that Iria has fainted. Iust dashes back inside to find the fainted Iria lying back in chair.
"Iust, please move her to the couch over there." Sunum directs. Picking Iria up Iust carries her across the room and places her gently down on the couch. Standing back he lets Sunum in to inspect the fainted girl.
"Please go and get the smelling salts, Iust." Sunum says after inspecting her. Iust goes into the kitchen and returns a few minutes later with the smelling salts, giving them to Sunum, Iust then stands back. Waving the salts underneath Iria's nose Sunum says "Welcome back, Miss Brunhildt. Are you ok?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 9:50 pm
Once again, the Stormhawk was loitering outside of the Bespin system, and two clawcraft swooped down to Cloud City. This time, Vaan and Ashe were dressed as commoners, and they came down to the casinos. Deciding to kill some time, they just gambled, hoping to over hear something about the Community.
((you guys are at the bar right?))
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 10:17 pm
(( Nowhere near. ^^;; We're on the landing pad, with the wookies. ))
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