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 Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 8:19 am
Ritt stepped out of his room, as he made his way to the hangar. Reverend was already waiting for him there, as per his preparations for today. Afterall, there was only one way to celebrate the last mission for the crew.
"Tower's notified and in on it?" Ritt asked.
"Oh yeah, we're set all right. Captain Tuing won't be too pleased about it though. You know he hates this sort of thing."
"What's the old fart going to do about it though?" Wishmaster said coming up. "It's not like we're doing anything we dont' normally do to begin with."
"He's a sticky one on those rules though. I'd rather go have fun with Stryder though. His ship is more interesting," Ritt retorted. The three men stood in agreement, watching the local moon float outside the hangar bay.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 3:09 pm
Sonya fumed in her lightsaber training in the headquarters at Talofan. In the week after the 'takeover', her requests to Cyneticus to provide ample reinforcements had met on a deaf ear. She had begged for something to help make up for all the destruction Cyneticus had caused. In the end, it meant that the forces lost Sullust and Eriadu.
"Sith? He's a Lord alright, Lord of Incompetance!" Sonya shouted. She gave a forceful slash, trying to hit the tiny target she was fighting against.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 4:45 pm
Working for Tett has been a good career decision...
Koren thought to himself. His methods of combat were limited due to the "try not to kill if you don't have to" mentality, but he was enjoying himself nonetheless. The pay was good and the comraderie was high, at least in the troops he worked with. The ones he had minimal contact with were still terrified of him, probably due to the fact that he slagged an entire drydock and came out with hardly any wounds.
Right now, he was relaxing with some of his now-comrade troopers and enjoying some Corellian Spiced Ale and a game of Sabaac. They had been having a big winning streak, conquering planet after planet in the true Mando style. If he didn't know better, Koren might have thought Stryker was a Mando'ad himself!
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 3:15 pm
((ummm... at the end of the chapter I asked you "what your bidding was." I was sorta counting on an answer.))
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 4:55 pm
((WE're more than a month past that date though. Whatever my "bidding" was, you've already done it.))
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 9:21 pm
The hanger bay doors opened and Aurora walked though, heading for her starfighter. She had the beginnings of a design in her mind that she wanted to paint on her fighter and wanted to see if her idea would fit on the ships hull after she had gone over her dally systems check of her bird.
As she walked down the rows of fighter craft towards her bird she saw Ritt, Reverend, and Wishmaster standing together in a group looking out the bay and off into space.
“Ritt, Reverend, Wishmaster.” She greeted them nodding her head in turn to each as she walked up to the group.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:35 am
Darth Nova walked into the training room, and, even though he sensed this was a bad time, he felt that he must immediately speak to Mistress Sonya. "My Mistress, there are matters that I must speak to you about." he said as he walked in, immediately kneeling before the angry sith. "My sources on the smuggler world of Chawza say that a stolen Sith vessel has been spotted heading towards that planet. I believe that such an insignificant vessel could be an excellent hiding place for an enemy of the Sith."
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 11:49 pm
((Thank you for only glancing at my post and not reading it in its entirety, Slick Rob.))
((Post forthcoming))
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 9:40 am
((No I read the post in its entirety. I figured a vehicle that had just been stolen would not have had a chance to have its license number changed.
And I'm sorry if I infringed on your plotline. I had just come upon the demon known as Writer's Block.))
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 10:08 am
((No, because if you had read it in its entirety you would have seen that Ardee ditched the Sith ship and got a Corellian ship instead. Thats whats going to Chawza.))
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 11:30 am
Sonya breathed heavily as she withdrew her blade.
"Where the frack is Chawza anyway? It's not a planet around here. Kawaii, do you know?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 11:43 am
Kawaii stood idle, his opponent interrupted.
"It's a smuggler's planet, somewhere up by Nakara's realm. The only reason I even know of it is because he sends several shipments through there on more illicit goods when the Hutts are too unreliable in their own space, or to create more competition. Either way, its of the concern of Nakara and the other lords who populate the territory up there. Our concern is our next plan of attack. The drone ships will arrive in one week from my master, and we have until then to decide the direction our attack shall go."
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 12:10 pm
As he stood pondering the current situation, Lord Stryder was stirred from his pondering by his commlink's buzzer.
"Stryder here." He said as he answered it.
"My lord, an urgent message has come through to us from Coruscant. The Senate requests your presence regarding our current assignment."
Stryder's expression was one of curiosity and confusion.
"You are sure it was from Coruscant?" He asked.
"Yes sir. It was sent through the Holonet."
Something dire must have happened on Coruscant. The Senate wouldnt risk using the Holonet unless it was of vital importance.
Very well then. The Fleet will stay here and finish securing the new border. Ready my shuttle, I will be in the Hangar shortly."
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 10:33 pm
At the Chazwa spaceport, clad in his mercenary garb, Pash Antillies chewed on a ration bar and mulled over the current events Ardee and the Jedi Shadows' own Intell Network had uncovered for him.
As it stood, the GenoHaradan were the ones behind the malfunction that sent him crashlanding on Thule. They had successfully rigged a bomb in his hyperdrive to go off after a certain amount of time in hyperspace.
They were more clever than he had given them credit for. But the Force was with him. He had survived, though they could not possibly know that. In time he would finish the job he had started with them, but until then being dead would work just fine.
Now he was back on the trail of Darth Nakara and his connection to the kidnapped force sensitives. Pash's sources had uncovered a Combat Marathon of sorts was about to unfurl on Nar Shaddaa. The event would involve a live weapons space race followed by a brutal death match to determine the best of the Galaxy's underworld scum. The Hutts behind the even were believed to have connections to Sith interests, and a few names were recognizable to Pash from his earlier inroads into the case.
There were no coincidences. Not to a Jedi.
Ardee had claimed she had gotten him entered into the competition under a false identity. To complete it, she needed to come to Chazwa to pick up a package. And so Pash found himself leaning against a wall across from a Spaceport directory having a quick meal waiting for the droid to show up.
He wondered where the gynoid had gotten these underworld connections. It had only been a month. But in the long run, he guessed he was better off not knowing.
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Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2008 9:48 am
Aurora's arrival made the other pilots hush up the conversation. Ritt felt quite alone as the two waved and decided to pretend they were just catching the conversation by chance, heading to their fighters to look over the systems, no doubt for the upcoming event.
"Miss Aurora," Ritt stated with a flat tone, trying to cheer it up some. "What brings you to the hangar today?"
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Nakara floated over Nar Shaddaa. While it was in sith territory, he had hoped the jedi would not be too deterred from trying to sneak in. They had to be interested in this sudden display of cards. While the hutts were hosting the event, in name, at least five known pairs of sith were already signed up in the roster, and being moved to add competition. Some were just cocky and wanted to glorify themselves admist the war, while others were notably infiltrators that sought to undo Nakara. There were others arriving too, such as bounty hunters and mercenaries, all who sought after the money and the challenge. Either way, it was comign together wonderfully.
"Three days," he said to himself. he buzzed his apprentice to come to the bridge, as he stared at the moon. "Three more days..."
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