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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 3:17 pm
Sir, yes sir! Men, you heard the General! Blasters to stun, and take down all convicts. Let's do some house cleaning on our way out.
Koren spun a finger around in the air, then pointed it forward, a sign for the men to turn around and move out. They stood in a diamond formation, with he back of the formation watching the tail. Anything they saw, they stunned. It was executed like clockwork.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 3:23 pm
After a bit of a walk retracing the mercenaries path and with a minimal amount of resistance met, the band of mercs and their Jedi employer arrived at the bow of the Mandalorian's ship, a pressurizing shield wrapped around it to prevent the hole made from sucking all the atmosphere out of the station. "Well I suppose thats one way of entering a prison." Stryder murmered as he aproached the ship's ramp.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 3:41 pm
Koren smiled and gestured his men to form up in ranks before entering the ship again. The other mercs had successfully fought off the prisoners and not left like Koren had ordered. After chewing out the Battalion leader a little, he ordered his troops onto the ship.
Ready to depart sir?
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 3:49 pm
Stryder nodded. "The Force seems to wish me elsewhere for the moment. Pack up your toys and let us leave." With that, Stryder made his way up the boarding ramp, figuring in hishead what they would need to get themselves loose from the asteroid.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 7:03 pm
Cene dropped out of hyperspace in the Toydaria system and mde a bee-line for the planet, her sensors scanning for the ring. As she drew closer to the planet, a mispainted hammerhead cruiser seemed to emerge from behind Rugosa and began to pull infront of her to cut her off. The markings on the cruiser matched one of her competitor's ships and she realized in an instant that said competitor's friends were there to make wining a bit easier for their ally. The Hammerhead began firing and Cene threw the Hunting Hawk into evasive maneuvers, nimbly dancing around the shots as she drew closer. Her high powered laser cannon spat green bolts at the ship infront of her and she loosed a concussion missle at her foe moments before she passed under it, still racing for the ring.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 7:37 pm
The Vendetta, along with a large number of the other racers, dropped out into the Toydaria system and almost instantly blaster bolts began to fly as some of the more amoral scum tried to thin the herd.
Pash dove the Vendetta to port and then back to starboard, ziging and zaging the freighter to escape possible incoming bolts.
"Well so much for sportsmanship." Pash muttered as he bobed and weaved.
All of a sudden he saw a burst of light from closer to the planet, the light of an explosion.
"Is that one of the racers?" Ardee said as she worked the Ion cannons.
"Yeah...yeah it is." Pash said, feeling a certain dark presence coming from up ahead. He had felt the presense before back at the starting point, the feeling coming from a verpine vessel marked under a Mandalorian owner. Concealing himself from the Force sensitive, even among this rable, was proving to have been a sound idea. "They're pretty damn far ahead."
"Then catch up. In a dead run, the Vendetta aught to be able to close the distance in a hurry."
"Transfer energy from the guns to the engines." Pash said as he flipped some switches.
"Wait, what?"
"Transfer gun power to engines." Pash said again. "Because I'm not about to drop the shields yet and our extra boost has to come from somewhere. Dont worry about shooting back, there'll be plenty of time for that later."
The second he finished talking, the Vendetta blasted out of the pack, the inertal compensator's adjustments pushing Pash into his seat.
"How much juice did you have in those guns?!" Pash asked incredulously as he held course.
"Enough. Incoming." Was Ardee's clipped, detached response.
Only Pash's Jedi senses allowed him to react fast enough to the sudden appearance of a hammerhead cruiser in their path. with a slight adjustment of the bow, the Vendetta screamed under the cruiser, missing a rather nasty paint swap by just a meter.
"Closing on enemy ship." Ardee said. "Located ring. Course on main screen."
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 9:53 pm
Koren nodded and followed suit behind Stryder up the ramp. He shouted and the last of his men on security rushed up behind him and loaded onto the ship. The soldiers dispersed into places like the medbay, chow hall, or their sleeping quarters. Koren made sure, either by checking himself or having platoon leaders report to him, that everyone was onboard and was healed and fed before making his way to the bridge. He walked on with a quick salute and maneuvered over to his chair.
Helm. Back us up out of here and make rendezvous with the other ships in our fleet. Make it smooth, Lieutenant.
Koren pointed to one of his officers doing nothing at the moment.
Corporal, please escort the General to the Diplomats quarters or a spare officers quarters, if he prefer. Unless... the General would rather stay on bridge?
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 10:04 pm
"I think I will stay here for the moment." Stryder said as he stepped forward to get closer to the bridge windows. "I'd rather see what is all going on than stare at walls again. Now then. the matter of getting us out."
Stryder set himself into a sturdy stance, as though seeking to brace himself against something.
"A wise man said once, Commander, that if you give me a place to stand, I can move the world." Struder said as he held his arms bent at his sides, raised to shoulder height.
Stryder grunted in effort, his trembling arms slowly inching forward. The entire trireme began to shake, the exterior of the prison scraping against the hull with the screach of stone and metal on metal.
The prison seemed to be moving away very slowly. This went on a bit longer as Stryder, wielding the Force, pushed against the asteroid and grunting with signifigant effort.
And then with a final exulting shout, Stryder pushed the ship free of its moorings, the Trireme moving backwards through space away from the prison.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 8:45 pm
Dipping into the atmosphere, the Hunting Hawk skimed through the clouds, shields up to avoid sucking a toydarian into the engines.
Her sensors picked up the ring and easing a little more power to the engines, Cene picked up speed for the Ring.
Then, her proximity alert blared in her helm, forcing her to put her head on a swivel. The Corellian Ship was on her tail and gaining ground fast.
Cene snarled and dumped power from life support (In sealed Mandalorian Armor, she didnt need it much) and put it into her own ships engines, grabing what speed she could. While the Hunting Hawk was quick, though, it's main stength was maneuverability. This Corellian ship was displaying raw speed.
Cene pasted through the Ring and then began a dead run for an exit trajectory from Toydaria. She tagged in the recently recieved coordinates for the next destination as she burned through the sky, outbound for the next jump and hoping to get clear before the Corellian ship did.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 9:08 pm
"You're not going to beat him to the Ring." Ardee observed as the Vendetta closed in.
"I dont have to beat him to the Ring." Pash replied as he pushed the ship on. "I just have to beat him out of the system."
The Vendetta streaked like a concussion missile through the ring and with engines blasting out incredible thrust, she continued to gain on the verpine vessel.
"Ardee, put in the next set of coordinates." Pash said as he eyed the Mandalorian's ship in passing. "Then get ready."
"Done. Ready for what?"
Pash timed the moment, checking his instruments and gauging the distance. He attuned himself to the Force, and in the very second he had cleared the signifgant gravitational pull of the planet, he hit the big L, making the jump well before reaching the normal safe distance for a hyperjump.
Next stop, Ruusan.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 9:16 pm
The ship next to her winked out of existance and for a moment, Cene didnt know what had happened.
Then it hit her. The Ship had made a jump within the planet's gravity well in an attempt to gain a lead.
"Damn smuggler tricks." She muttered as she scanned her newest destination. "That fool must think he's a corellian. Only an idiot would try a stunt like that."
Ruusan was her next destination.
Interesting.
The Planet was well known enough to the Mandalorians, the Mandalorians having discovered and named it before the Republic even knew it existed. It served as a reindevous point for the Neo-crusaders long ago and as such, Cene knew a few unofficial shortcuts to it.
It would be another time shortening method and would allow her to catch up to the Corellian ship, assuming it survived. Once the coordinates were in, the Hunting Hawk accelerated to light speed.
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 11:04 pm
Thule's capital had become busy in the last few weeks, Calliga becoming possessed of ambition to surpass....everything. Exerting control through Siren, The would-be Sith began to move the pawns into place on the small world he had to mol. Most sith would build warfleets....not so here. Siren had belt the public to her will through a "fair" government; one of laziness and enforced non-order. The peons were happy, and worked hard in the name of it....and nice share of various gambling venues helped fuel things in a more traditional means than burn-and-take.... Sure, It would mean that other Sith would mock him, question his authority...his absolute power. But he would be ready to tear their throats out as they laughed. The preparations he had ordered where not typical for war, but then...thule was far from typical, even with another sith holding the world. First, Calliga had gathered construction guilds under him, and set them to a series of tasks. One force constructed a far more superior starcraft than the rattling ruin of The Edge.... a craft about 2 classes larger, and designed by the best engineers Calliga could round up. Lured not by fear, but by promises of pleasure and happiness, They had been easy to convince.
The large, quasi-delta shaped craft was unique, he was sure of that. He has also sure that it would never beat a Republic gunship in a fight....not that it had to. Exploring some of thule's darker history had revealed a Few sith tomes suitable for bedtime reading.....one of which described a Sith method for hiding inanimate metal in a mind-affecting illusion-a true cloaking device would be massive and inefficient, and give off enough heat to signal even a Blind Bantha. No...this version detailed sith runes to be carved in the hull, and a meditation chamber to fuel the effect. ...of course, as it was, it was only half-finished at best. It would need more specialized parts, for which more "tools" would be needed. And already, his machinations where harvesting such tools from the workshop floor.
To get his his creation powerful components, black market dealings would be needed. And while Siren's sith charm could possibly manipulate even a hutt crimelord, Calliga loathed the though of such a use for her. And many more would be needed; she was but one. So.... Under his orders, Calliga had sent out groups of guards and messagers; carrying knowledge on how to test and spot those who knew the touch of the living force; Specifically, Girls. Some came willingly, having heard the echo of power and lusting for it. Other had to be...convinced. Still, they saw reason eventually. Gathering a good handful of force-sensitive females across thule's racial spectrum, Calliga had only to wait while the other construction project he had enlisted slid into completion. Specifically, additions to the citidel from which Siren "ruled"...and he through her. Each of the gathered force-sensitives would soon be taught Siren's methods...only after he ensured loyalty, of course. If he was to join the grand scheming game that Sith played in the stars, he had to ensure he was not slain in his sleep over a extra credit held out to a follower. But, to complete all this and turn the wheels which would turn themselves and give him poisonous catspaws to spread wide and corrupt his way through things, certain chambers were needed. And....Training facilities would be important if he was to create inner circles to guard and influence. A new chapter in sith thought, one that he would see rise to supremacy.
As it stood, the additions would be ready in a week, and a few of the gathered ones had already been tempted into playing with Siren's ravenous staff. Calliga made no effort against it; a modified mix of addiction and sith secrets would be needed regardless.
Overseeing matters from balconies and hangar bays, touring near-finished chambers and personally completing a few works had kept him busy for quite some time, too busy for Siren, who had made due with several of her staff instead rather dissapointedly. Calliga, now on the balcony of Siren's room, also his own, stared down at a dusky Thule with a black smile. So very close. He would be more than a upstart; history would remember him. Then, When his methods had gathered enough power to his hands, he would reach out and grab the stars, and find that Jedi pretender who had taken his hand, and demonstrate conclusively that no being could surpass his evolution. heading back inside the room, Calliga pressed the wall panel, issuing instructions. "Find siren and tell her I desire some company, I have a hunch she will come quite swiftly...."The reply was swift, and Calliga sat on the edge of the bed, thinking on his plans as he waited.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 12:06 am
Siren was relaxing on a large bed, alongside a few other girls who were simply waiting for when someone needed more intimate attention. She had gotten used to being part of her own harem rather than leading it. It gave her more time to enjoy personal pleasures since Calliga was now the one dealing with official business.
Before long, the door opened and a guard entered the room, coming over to Siren. " Lord Calliga desires your company. " she said. Siren simply smiled and held up her leash, letting the guard grab hold of it, Being led along by it, Siren soon found herself going about a familiar route, before arriving at their room. The guard let her go and made her way back to her post.
Siren opened the door and went inside, walking over to Calliga. " How may I serve you, Master? " she asked seductively, holding out her leash for him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 12:18 am
Calliga smirked. "I knew you'd be no trouble to find. I've been busy...how are you feeling, then, "slave"? Hmm...So much to catch up on." Calliga deftly summoned the leash to his hand with a minute use of the force. The effect on siren from him being busy had been mutual-what was the point in conquest if you couldn't have any fun...? Drawing Siren in, Calliga waved hand dismisively, using another simple practice with force use-this exorsize was called "tap the button". The balcony shades dropped and the room dimmed considerably. "much better. Glow panels are so ineffective, they make it so hot. In here..." Calliga faked concern as joke. "Hmm. That outfit looks unconfortable, Siren. Why don't you..." The rest of the sentence was obvious, no need to say it. The drill was well known by now...
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2008 12:35 am
Siren undid the few bits holding everything up, and let what little she had on slump to the floor, revealing everything to Calliga, as was usual. " Speaking of comfort, Master, I know how stressful overseeing big plans can be over a long period of time. " She put her arms over his shoulders, embracing him slightly as she rubbed up against his side. " Perhaps I can help relieve you of some? " she asked seductively.
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