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 Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 9:41 pm
Trey Feron stared at the carnage that had come out of the battle of Yavin. Mordranna had vanished from his grasp of the near-force and he could tell she was off somewhere else in the galaxy.
Finding his half-burnt out comm in the wreckage, he contacted Angel and gave her a rendezvous point where they could plan the next move. He bid goodbye to the Jedi who were already begining their reconstruction and made his way.
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 7:28 pm
" Well, it looks like they've retreated for now. " Angel said, looking outside as the ships left. Looking back to the kids, she said, " Don't worry about Mordranna. She'll be fine. If nothing else, let this be an example of why the Jedi are needed, to help prevent things like this from happening. " She'd have said more, but received the comm from Trey and decided not to linger. " Well, take care. " Angel then left the temple.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 12:40 am
Cale stood on the bridge, watching what crews remained of his once vast fleet work to refit the stolen Hulks.
A Call at the door aquired his attention. He tapped a command on the keyeboard besdie him and the doors slid open.
"Novara. Glad you arrived. I was just about to call to your ship again." Cale turned to face the mando an hooked his thumbs in his gunbelt.
"No doubt you're wondering what you made out of this deal. But before we get to that, I need to know if you're willing to sell your big ships."
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 3:37 am
Novara didnt BS with Cale on this note.
" No... i am sorry but i need those ships. Thing is... Now that i have been gone for so long, i think Drako might be catching on soon. Ill need all the fire power i can get. " Novara folded his arms and laughed.
" And those ships are worth alot. You got the creds for'em? "
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 7:40 am
"Oh, I don't want them. I plan on selling them for you. At a percentage of the profit, say about fifteen percent. That leaves you with a rather large amount of currency, probably enough to refit and maintain your cut of the Haul."
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 2:11 pm
(( Back! ))
"I can allready tell you that you're wasting your time," Mordranna addressed Drako's lackey.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 8:02 pm
In the Back room of a Naboo dining establishment, a group of shadowy looking sentinents sat around a table. On one end were members of Naboo's black market arms dealers. On the other was a Devaronian garbed in a long jacket. He balanced a knife calmly in his hand as he gazed at the merchants with a cybernetic eye.
"We are glad the Assasin's Guild responded so hastily to our Request for aid." The Merchant leader sai to the devaronian. "For, as we explained to your superiors, we are in dire need of one of your talents, Mr. Draz."
"Of Course." Draz replied as he idly flipped the knife into the air and caught it. "This Kelrek Solms you spoke of. You wish him dead."
"You speak the obvious. Ever since the government hired him, he has succeeded in foiling our opperations. He has even captured several of our inner ring and has led the Naboo Guard to much of our merchandise."The Merchant slapped his hand on the table to emphasize his frustration. "Naturally, this can not continue."
"Naturally." Draz echoed. The knife dispaeared from view as the assasin stood. "Solm's name is not unfamiliar to the Guild. The man is quite tenacious when he sets his mind to a job. But Rest assured, he will not live for much longer."
Suddenly the Door to the back room exploded into duraplast shards.The Merchants and assasin hit the deck as the low grae shrapnel burst around them.
Standing in the door, rifle upraised and clad in his commando armor was Kelrek Solms.
"Norris Gunthar," His flat, masked voice called out, "you are under arrest for trafficing in illegal weapons, bribery of public officials, murder, and numerous other crimes against the people and government of Naboo." he swept the room with his rifle and gave a dry chuckle upon seeing he merchants. "Well now. Jarik Zavier, Holst Vrun, and Gunthar? all under one roof? You boys have just made my day."
Gunther, the Merchant leader angrily motioned to Solms. "Get him you idiot!" he shouted at Draz. "Do your damn job!"
Draz gave an irritated hiss an he lept to his feet. "You took me by suprise. I detest that." At that instant, an E-11 apeared in the Devaronian's hands.
An instant later, his corpse fell to the floor, a new hole implanted in the assasin's head.
"Too slow mate."
His blaster smoking, Solms swept it at the merchants, his armored visor staring them down.
"Now that i've finished the riff-raff off, lets just all walk down to the nearest Security station and lock you boys up. any objections?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 9:31 pm
Daylem and Tokar laughed.
" Little girl... you will be addressing me now. And i dont waste time. I use it. " Daylem with his large arms walked up and picked her up. Drako waved as the girl was carried away. They moved into the caves more. Long halls and odd smells. The place was ment for a Sith.
Coming to a large room, the girl was set down and the two left her there. She was in the middle of a large well lit room. A large one way glass booth was high above. A large set of door to her left, right and front.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:30 pm
" Hrmm... I think ill just stop by an old friend. Like i said... When Drako finds out what i have done.... Heh. Unless you gave me a ship from the gods? " Novara let out a kind of forced laugh.
" What is my cut? "
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 6:22 pm
Cale pointed at the Star Destroyer out the window.
"The Neglegence out there requires a pretty hefty crew. Hence my suggestion for selling your other ships to focus on that one. She's been sitting in the yar for quite some time. Her sensors and half her weapons are gone, she's only got one engine, and all accompanying fighters, shuttles, and ground vehicles have been snapped up. But I figure your dear sibling would be hard pressed to take you out once holed up in that floating fortress. Now, I'm offering to sell your ships for you, mainly because I know the market like the back of my hand. Despite their age an battlescars I can fetch top dollar for them. And to bring that SD up to full spec, you'll need every credit."
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Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2006 6:39 pm
Following Drako's lackeys, a thought of an old holo-comedy came to mind. "What is this place, anyway?" She then looked around to the various doors.
(( do they have any distinctive labeling or otherwise distinguishing markings? And, does Mordranna have on any wrist binders and such, or have they since been removed? ))
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