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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2005 9:50 pm
Suddenly, they halteda t the detention block.
"Ho, boy." Kef breathed, as an armed CO arrived.
"Hey, what are you people doing here?" he asked.
"Relax, we're pilots for Emerald Squadron," Jarik said calmly.
"What do you want here?" the CO asked cautiously.
"Umm...theres a pilot on our squad, we don't really know his name, but I think he's gonna be court-martialed, and we were wondering if we could see him, and/or testify for him?"
The CO grunted that he'd go ask the pilot if he wanted to see them and left.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 11:04 am
"pleasant fellow." Jarik remarked."for a bunch of rebels, you guys are pretty uptight."
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 4:35 pm
((Its a training facility, not the death star. The "detention block" only has two cells... not that hard to find...))
Orrin continued working on blueprints, details, navcom waypoints, the works all from using planetary imaging and various things. The CO walked in, unexpectedly as it wasn't a usual round for him, and sat down.
"What really happened, skip?" He stated, wanting answer.
"You know the story. Now go back to you're paperwork. I've got some mad skills to show off... and make sure number 7 is ready for me tomorrow morning. I have a feeling that I'll be using it."
The CO scowled, marched out of the block, but not before telling the guard on duty to not let anyone touch "his prey". That included talking....
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 8:14 pm
"No, what fo you mean no?" kefka asked frustratedly.
"No means no, numnuts."
"Yeah well...I know the Colonel!" Kefka said defensively.
"Yeah, well go take your quiery to him.."
Taking the suggestion in mind, Kefka decided thats precisely what hed do.
"Anyone coming?" he asked as He and icy left.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 8:34 pm
"eh, sure. not like I have anything else to do today." Jarik shrugged and followed the pilot and his droid on their errand.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 8:37 pm
"How bout you..umm..." Kefka said, forgetting the Mon Cal's name. Icy tooted something, and the wristcomm c** translator read out LOGAR.
"logar?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 9:47 pm
Yeah, why not? I'm off-duty until tomorrow, and I expect you are, too.
((Wait a minute, Icy's an R3? How'd you get your hands on one of those? They're strictly high-priced government models.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 10:03 pm
((dude, what Can't you get on the black market? it was probably an older model that had seen its use and was for sale when he picked it up and refurbished it. probably dumped the goverment stuff and put in an R2's technical savy. just a matter of swapping droid brains and programs)) "Well then. lest be off on whatever mission Psycho has planned."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 7:37 am
((gift from the familoyg, my father was a clone commander..he uh..gave my mother an R3 for uh..use....uh..yeah....))
The trio. now decided to go back to see the Colonel, ran down through the hall where Jarik and Kefka had walked only a few hours ago.
"Hey..Jarik...since we're both allready Lieutenants,than..we must not have to do the graduation passs exam since passing that gets you lieutenant anyway..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 10:58 am
"Didn't know they did that. well this is the rebellion after all. the Imps do all that strict sith. but whats your point?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 1:35 pm
Orrin looked at the clock, and noticed it was 1650.
"You're comin' with me." The guard simply stated, as cuffs were placed. "how's the homework assignment?"
"Better than your nose," Orrin snipped, as he was led towards the room, which had been hastily transformed into a semi-decent JAG office. He sat down, in a chair, in front of the benches which the leading officers would present themselves in seven minutes. The room would be too cramped for more than 20 people, though, as Orrin hoped for a quick procession.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:22 pm
"Yeah I guess they're pressed for soldiers adn pilots too."
Theuy finally reached the Colonels office, and Kefka hesitantly knocked, only to have the door suddenly opened in his face by an M-3P0 millitary droid.
"Er..is the Colonel available, this is Lieutenants Kefka Dragoon, Jarik Corran and er..Private Logar?"
"No, he is currently attending a court-martial, and won't be available until tomorrow morning at your graduation mission. You are dismissed."
Kefka turned to Logar and Jarik, "What the hell...they're martialing him allready? We gotta go save him!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:27 pm
"Quickly! to the Mynock Mobile!" Jarik proclamed. seeing the other's looks he shrugged."What? am I the only one who's ever watched Mynock Man?" he sighed."fine lets go. but I doubt theres much we can do."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:30 pm
Tick... tick.... tick... tick...
The clock sounded monotonously, as the final snap indicated 1700 hours.
"Attention!" The guard began, as the military commanders, as few as there were, entered the room. "At EASE!"
Orrin never stood up, nor saluted... though saluting in cuffs is a hard thing to do.
"This martial shall come to order. This session shall begin as planned, and let the record show that. Mr..." The FCO began, before seeing Orrin's bored face, nearly falling asleep in mockery, "Orrin... Is this court boring you?"
"Why yes, oh lord and master of creation, wielder of the force." He replied. The colonel took command of the panel.
"Maintain yourself. Now, on the counts of the enditement, beginning with the charge of insubordination, how do you plead?"
"Which one?"
"Quite right. The fourteen counts of insubordination."
"Guilty. Also, for everything else as well, guilty... Can I get back to workign on the graduation mission?"
"No. Now lets see.... assult and battery, two counts, guilty... destruction of rebel property, 2 counts, guilty.... Impersonating an officer, 1 count, guilty.... Harrassment of fellow pilots, 7 counts, guilty.... Assult of a superior officer, 2 counts, guilty.... Well, now that that's settled, oh! I almost missed refusal to follow orders, 5 counts, guilty.... Well, since we need to take up time, I suggest we do the interrogation anyway. In this case, repeat what happened, if you'd please..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 4:30 pm
'What the hell is a Mynock Man?" Kefka asked.
"Ah, screw it we won't be able to anything anyway. So hows about we hit Mos Eisley?"
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