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 Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 11:57 am
" .......Monetary benefit... THAT SITH HOUND HAS MY WIFE! I am not asking for you to make a Raid on the DSA. I am asking for help. Any thing. Plus the job was taken care of. Some one already had his eyes on getting that jedi. "
Novara tapped his chair.
" I would not be asking this if i didnt need the help. Drako thinks i am going to do as he says now. He thinks if he has my wife i wont try any thing. Ill do any thing to get he back... all but do as he says. "
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 1:29 pm
"Ok, so what do you want me to do about it? I'm not exactly in much of a position to get her back you know. All I got is a bunch of pirates and a bunch of ships that're in need of repair and maintenance. Not a crack comando squad."
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 7:30 pm
" Manaan it is. " Angel said, replying back to Mordranna. " But I may be a bit. I have to do some minor maintenance, so you'll most likely get there before I do. " She then went into the back and looked over one side where a panel was open with circuits exposed. R1 was doing various things on the other.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:09 pm
"Then, I shall see you on Manaan, Angel," Mordranna replied. "I shall catch up with you then," she cheerily added. She then returned to Rook. "It seems some Jedi business awaits me on Manaan," she explained, coming back from the comm room.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:13 pm
"You need anything? A shuttle ride, a secure location, a meeting place in general?" Rook asked. "Normally I'd ask about bodyguards, but I figure someone who replaced my pupil would be fairly adequate on their own for that matter."
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:17 pm
Mordranna gave a light-hearted chuckle. "You flatter me," she stated as she pondered Rook's questions. "As for such things, I imagine a meeting place would be nice. I fear that all I know in regards to Manaan is that it's a floating platform on a vast sea,"
(( I have the vaguest recollection of the place from the first KotOR ))
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:20 pm
"No better place than space. It's kind of hard to miss a New Republic Frigate just sitting in orbit if you perform the jump correctly. Its perfectly fine with me, if you're wondering. I have to gather supplies from the planet anyhow." Rook responded, patting his sword, which had moved from his back down to his hip.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:32 pm
Mordranna put her finger to her chin in contemplation. "I thank you, Rook. And, it indeed seems like a solid plan. However, how would she know to meet me there?"
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:41 pm
" Alright, check the calibration. " < Systems recalibrated perfectly. All green. > " Shields, lasers, turbolaser? " < All in perfect working order. > " Alright, I guess I'll let you fly this time. " < Hold on ta yer butt! > R1 makes the gunboat jump into hyperspace. " What the Hell was that? " < Humor. Was it not funny? >
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 8:58 pm
"Since I very well cannot put giant holographic signs saying 'come here, all ye exiled jedi', I'll simply have to make sure to be right in her path. We'll just stay in orbit above Ahto city. And then pull her in via tractor beam. It's not like she'll refuse once we hail her anyway. Which is your job, might I add. I have to get changed." Rook said, heading for his quarters to dress into the older Imperial uniform, as commonly seen on star destroyers over a decade ago... minus the hat.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 9:12 pm
"Sounds like a solid plan," Mordranna commented, as she made way for the communications bay. She turned to the officer in charge. "Be on the lookout for a gunboat. I believe it's called the Sundered Rose,"
Whatever else was afoot, she looked forward to seeing Angel again.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 12:32 pm
"..... Darksun... i am not asking you to take a fleet and fight him like it said. My mind is... to flooded. I just need a push in the right dirrection. I know your not a man of un thanked kindness... "
Novaras mind was not holding well. He had not delt with some one that could get close enough to his wife. Every one told him not to marry her. It would only lead to a bad situation they said.
" Bloody hell.... Look i know being a pirate and all that you dont care lest you get some thing... I i can get you some thing... Will you help me. Cause i just might have some thing you want. " Novara grinned.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 1:48 pm
The crusier stayed far enough back so no normal senser could follow, and Kilorian relied on his phyical sight and his own sensers to trail the shuttle, there where on the way to Manaan it would seem by the dirtection they headed." Kilorian grined. A planet here nuetrality ruled, but he didn't care. But why would Drako want one of them alive?What palns did his master have for this one?
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 6:05 pm
Little did Cale realize he was being watched. several meters away, seated at a small Tapcafe was Kelrek Solms. He watched partially concealed by a pottend plant interposed between Cale and himself. The outlaw was too busy talking to whoever was on the other side of his communicator.
His guard was dropped. None of his crew were in sight. And Solms had reloaded his Stohkli net stick.
Slowly, carefully, he slipped the nozzel of the weapon through the potted plant, allowing the weapon to fire unhindered at his target.
He took aim and fired.
The Recoil of the weapon knocked Solms out of his chair, mostly his own fault for failing to brace himself. The Hunter dropped to the floor and snapped up the weapon as civilians fled the scene. He fired again in his target's general direction and then kicked a table over for cover.
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Posted: Tue Jul 25, 2006 6:27 pm
Cale was getting frustrated. The Mando wasnt even listening to him.
"Novara, You still havent told me what the sithspit you want me to do! I cant help you if you dont even know what the hell you want from me! Force damn, if you were here right now I' be kicking your a**. It might knock some sense into you!"
And then Cale felt somewhat uneasy. It was the type of unease he felt right before trouble started, and it was usually right. There was a sudden hiss-snap and Cale dropped to the floor. Instants later a gooey net slapped the side of the Salon Cale was standing outside of.
He rolled into the doorframe as another net shot out and hit the wall.
Cale drew his pistol. There was only one guy he knew who used a Stohkli stick. The question was, how the hell did he find Cale so fast?
"Novara, I'll have to call you back." He said as he shut off his comn.
Cale twisted around the corner and fired a burst of energy in Solm's direction. "Rain! Quit fixing your hair and help me!"
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