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 Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:04 pm
"Well, no, not exactly." She squinted as it passed over them. "Looks more like a troop carrier...but for living beings, not droids."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:07 pm
"Its Coming this way, isn't it?" he asked in an annoyed tone.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:22 pm
She sighed. "Appears so." She drew her blaster. "Should I handle this?" She was more than a little nervous about having to kill near Cale, as he would probably be drawn in when she lost control of her judgement.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:24 pm
"let them Land. Lets at least find out what they want. Corporal Kaity, be on your toes."
"Sir, Yes Sir."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:26 pm
Ali'anna put her blaster away and sat down. Already she began to shake gently as the thought of slaughtering at least a dozen real beings whet her primal appetite.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:27 pm
Cale arched an eyebrow at the twilek, seeing her twitch nervously. "Uh, you ok over there?
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:30 pm
She flashed a deceptive smile. "I'm alright. How about you?"
The shuttle landed on a flat area a dozen meters away or so, and soldiers wearing shock trooper armor marched towards them.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:33 pm
"Aside from the searing pain in my chest and head? I feel jim dandy." Cale coughed and watched the soldiers approach. "Hello gents. Can I help you?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:36 pm
As the Hope Eagle soared through hyperspace, Mordrannna's mind was hard at work. "I got it," she smiled triumphantly.
She then called the few pilots from Squire squadron into the sim room, along with several other pilots whom wished to join.
"Here's the deal: I'm going to run three sims with identical scenarios. The exercise will be navigating Hoth's asteroid field. The purpose of the sim will be to test your aptitude in X-wings, A-wings, and, last but not least, B-wings,"
A hand was raised. "Ma'am. Will the entire squadron be simming each craft?"
"Yes," Mordranna replied. "Anymore questions?" And, there were none to be asked. "Very well, let us begin," she instructed, as she too made her way to a sim.
"You're simming with us as well, ma'am?"
"Of course," Mordranna answered with an easy smile. "I don't ask anyone under my command to do anything I'm not willing to do myself,"
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:40 pm
Ali'anna struggled to stay calm and silent.
"Yeah," said one of them. "You can tell me what the hell you're doing here with this battle droid." The trooper speaking glanced at Ali'anna and continued, "You don't look like any mercenary we hired... what's your Imperial license number?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:48 pm
The Battle droid steped forward, its carbine leveled at the speaking trooper. "Present Identification or face Disintegration." It stated in a cold tone only a mechanical could manage.
Cale flicked a gaze to the troopers and shrugged. "Simple. Im with the Corellian Merchant's guild. This" he said nodding to Alia'anna, "Is my body guard. Im looking for one of our ships that got shot down here to see if we could Verify the pilot's survival. "
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:54 pm
The trooper laughed. "You look like you've barely survived yourself... I'll play your game for now, 'Corellian,'" he presented a chip to the droid and glared at Ali'anna. "And bodyguard."
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:54 pm
(( Ok....well i guess i will just go off the last posts. ))
Drako leaped back trying to dodge the saber. Feeling the force telling him to move a missle came strait at him. Moving to the left the missle grazed his arm.
" FETT!!!" Drako yelled out as the missle still chased him.
Drako waited till it came right at him. He force slammed it into the wall and the blast knocked him back. Hitting the ground he got up slowly. With heavy breathing and stumbling movments Drako looked for Imperius.
" COME OUT YOU FLARKING NERF!!!! "
****
Drake hit the ground and crushed it. Getting up and scanning the room, the girl was not there. Drake scanned up and scanned for heat signs.
"......:Target found:......" Drake went to jump but one of his servose was off line.
" .......:Unit damaged......~Right leg servo offline~:......" Drake pulled out a data pad and pressed several buttons and the floor above hissed with gas bombs going off. Drake slowly dragged himself out of the room and tryed to get to his master.
(( Better? ))
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 5:00 pm
The Droid scanned the data card and returned it to the soldier. "ID Verified. This situation is controlled. I have been ordered to supervise these organics in the recovery of their ship. The Corellian meatbag is indead as he claims. Roger, Roger."
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