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 Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 7:55 pm
Sigma slept. And did stuff. But mostly slept. In fact, he had odd dreams. Actually, they were nightmares. Nightmares that he was a soldier in an Empire. Nightmares in which he killed innocents. Nightmares where he killed Jedi.
It was not fun.
He woke up in a cold sweat.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2005 8:58 pm
(( No, because I editted it. blaugh ))
Iota continued, getting bored after getting Nal Hutta for the 5th time, and instead, loaded up her The Super Fly Jedi cd, playing a mediocre punk-rock song quietly, so as not to bug the others, but loud enough for herself to kill the quiet. " Eh, I should've gotten the Sith Storm Studs instead... "
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 10:09 am
Zeta had spent the rest period scrounging for more wounded and assessing damages. He'd dragged a couple of clones in, who now lay, motionless, on the floor of the freighter, the only sounds coming from them being heavy rasping and groans from time to time. He worked on them quietly and patiently, until he'd done all he could and did his best to make them comfortable while they waited. He sat watching them, going over his supplies and entering figures into his datapad.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 12:57 pm
After inspecting the "grenade" for some time, Gamma gave up on brain work and went over to Iota.
"Hang Duros,huh?" He said in a low tone. "I heard you're a tech specialist, am I correct?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 4:17 pm
It had taken Tau a rather long time, but he was finally on his way back. Normally you would find a trooper in his position crawling through the trash, rambling about what he had endured. Tau was to proud, he walked slowly with his arms slightly infront of him incase there was some wall of trash to bump into. Tau just hoped that a retreavel team didn't come and evac his unit before he got there.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2005 9:39 pm
" Yeah, though mostly droid and system type stuff. I don't know much about blasters, ships, or any of that stuff, at least not by comparison. " Iota said, turning her attention to Gamma. " I keep getting the same words and phrases over and over now, the game's not a challenge anymore. Watching the scanners all day is less boring. "
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 2:38 pm
Gamma stared at the scanner for a second.
"You could always take pleasure in what I do. Carve an oily swat through droids."
He showed Iota the grenade.
"I came here thinking that maybe you could check this out. S'Got me stumped."
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 6:46 pm
Iota looked at the grenade for a moment. " Sorry, no clue. Isn't someone in the team a demo expert? Ask them. They should know if no one else. " She then went back to checking the scanners. " I'd try to examine it on the inside, but I'm afraid trying to disect it would make it detonate, so I can't help you there. "
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 6:52 pm
Theta scavanged around the bodies and scrapheaps, grabbing whatever he could that would be of use. His findings were more than favorable in some aspects, but not to him.
He brought back several items, most of which were useless to him. He managed to grab four more medical kits, one which seemed untouched, along with two more rockets and another clip of ammo for two more clone rifles.
He himself found nothing of interest to him, except for a piece of scrap metal, which he figured would make some use to him alone. Besides a kit of rations, which couldn't be eaten in this atmosphere, nothing else caught his eye.
"Some supplies for you, Doc," Theta stated, chucking the medkits to Zeta. He dropped the rest of the ammo down to let anyone else take a grab at it. He, however, took the scrap metal and made a nice lounge chair out of it, which he promptly took to lying down upon.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 7:23 pm
Sigma shook off the nightmaree and decided to take a walk outside. Raxus Prime was a wasteland. He dazed around and looked up, and in the sky was a small transport.
He pointed at it, tracing it across the sky with his fingers.
"They're here.."
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 8:11 pm
"About damn time. Took 'em long enough. If I was flying, we'd been off this rock hours ago." He stopped for a second, before adding, "Well, I'd have been."
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 8:28 pm
Copy noticed the transport too. he opened a pack on his bandoleer and stepped outside. finding a sutable landing spot, he lit a flare and started waving it to draw the transports attention.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 10:04 pm
Chi woke suddenly in a cold sweat. Wrapped almost entirely in bandages, she began whimpering, and finally screaming in pain when she realized that her leg was gone from the knee down. She thrashed about, tossing wildly and groaning with pain and shock.
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2005 10:09 pm
((filling both roles is not as weird as it may seem.. basically like writing more parts to the story))
Zeta had nodded to Theta in thanks and rushed over to Chi, lifting her legs and talking to her quietly. He didn't administer painkillers as he knew they would be picked up soon, so he simply continued trying to calm her down.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2005 6:30 am
"Well, well. Ship's here....yet an empty void fills m'soul. I WANNA KILL ME SOME MORE DROIDS, DAMMIT!"
He set off towards Sigma, with his shoulders hunched.
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