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 Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 3:57 am
Carth Mol'ra Locking out the door’s controls from the outside, Carth started working on the controls to the door on the inside. He was unwiring everything so that if there was a slicer or a hacker to open the door form from the outside, their odds of getting past that door went from easy to none existent. After a moment of working he started to hear a voice in his head, She would instantly find out that THAT alone annoyed him greatly as he was working. He was not afraid to express his emotions, but he didn’t follow the sith or jedi code… he had his own code to follow. Finishing with the last wire on that door, he went over to his windows outside and started to close them. If there were people about to break in, they would be in for a nasty surprise. Looking over to her for a moment, He knew she could read his emotions. She could tell that he didn’t want to be here, She also knew that he had little choose to be here either. “ Carth… “ spoke Carth back in the telepathically, before he went to his backpack and started to unlock it. He had something for that guy if they were going to come throw the windows, but also threw the door too. Carth had spent for small personal fortune for it but it was a few special bags of seeds… Syren Seeds. He could perform the force surge and feed the plant his blood for the perfect environment, but he was in need of them for his research. Placing the seeds again, he checked everything before he looked back at her. This time Carth spoke to her telepathically, letting her know what the plane was. ‘ Be prepared in case they come in throw the doors, I need to prepare something just for this moment… “ Spoke carth as he started to go throw the droid he had, he was going to make a droid arm weapon. Some people would build weapons with lowered power outputs so that the droids could defend themselves, but this project in the making was one what was yet to be completed. If they were to enter throw the windows, that would make it the perfect target… if not, then he was still going to shoot him.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 1:41 pm
 Dahri Shadow
Jedi Shadow Dahri frowned, reading the man -Carth's- emotions; he appeared to be annoyed by her telepathy. She shrugged; there was nothing she could do about that. The man was standing right outside the door, after all.
She watched him unwire the door mechanisms and then close the windows, and then go over to a bag and pull out some small bags. When he asked her to be prepared, she patted the sabers that were hooked to her belt, “I'm about as prepared as I can be,” she told him, “but I'd hurry up if I was you, it's not going to take my tail much longer to figure out which unit I'm in.”
That said, Dahri patted her clothes, seeing if there was any obvious place the transmitter could be. Her hand snagged on a small mechanism stuck to her shirt, and she pulled it off, “there you are, little bugger,” she muttered aloud, holding the tiny transmitter up so she could get a better look at it, 'now, I wonder what I could do with you?' The Zeltron mused. She looked up at the door and frowned, sensing that the man had come to a decision, 'not much, it would seem,' She thought, disappointed. She stepped to the side of the door and glanced at Carth, “he's figured out it's this room,” she told him, “I hope that thing is ready!”“Talking”
“Telepathy”
'Thinking'
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 3:25 am
Carth Mol'ra Carth had worked as fast as he could, but it was not meant to be it would seem. Carth raised up a steam punk looking gun from his backpack that he was working on, it had for different types of droid based attacks. Sonic, Ion, Laser and electric Type hidden droid weapons that were massively illegal were not illegal if they were the droids primary weapon, this pistol was different. All four droid type weapons suddenly were pulled into the pistols main weapon chamber, all four types were engaged into the blaster chamber to create a powerful blaster shot… but do to the lack of time, It was a one shot deal. Looking over to her with an annoyed face, he spoke back to her threw her telepathy. “ it’s as ready as it will ever be… this pistol is a one shot deal, but more than powerful enough to get past any personal shielding. “ started Carth as he rolled off the bed and got ready, the stage was set… If the door was going to be blown from the outside or pried open, they will get a very powerful taste a new energy shot..
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 4:10 pm
Dahri Shadow
Jedi Shadow Dahri nodded, pulling away from the door so he wouldn't accidentally hit her when he fired. Palming her Saber and Shoto, she shifted into a defensive form, but left her weapons sheathed, waiting for the moment the man walked through the door, if he got past the blast this Carth had waiting for him.
Then there was the sound of a Lightsaber unsheathing, and Dahri's eyes widened as she saw one of those blades push through the door. She cursed, and jumped away from the door, back to where Carth was, “either I was wrong about him not being a force-sensitive, or he really isn't, and he just got his hands on a Lightsaber somehow,” she said, frowning. She shook her head, “either way, this hopefully doesn't change anything.”
The blade had came full circle and a chunk of the door fell to the ground inside the room. As it cooled, a small canister was rolled into the room where it began spewing some sort of gas into the air. 'well, Dahri thought, 'there's something I actually was prepared for!' She smiled self consciously and pulled out her rebreather, fitting it to her mouth and nostrils, just in case the gas was actually toxic.
As she was busy with this, a form could be seen through the clouded air, stepping into the room through the door.“Talking”
“Telepathy”
'Thinking'
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 3:30 am
Carth Mol'ra Carth was ready to fight someone that would blast down the door, So was the person he just saved. She was in one of her jedi stances, ready to defend them if he missed or wounded the person behind the door. But the moment he saw a light saber blade piece threw the door, Carth knew all bets were off for him. He thought he was dealing with a bounty hunter or something... not another force user, placing the gun to the side as he started to prepare to leave. This was exactly WHY Carth left this planet when he was young and his family was gone, because when you threw lightsabers and gangsters into the way of life… Well Carth was the one that needed to get away. But as he had done packing and placed his entire backpack on his person, the rest of the large hole of the door fell into the room. Carth sweared himself as he grabbed his gun and fired at the person, Using all the power into one massively large shot. Carth would then toss the gun out the window and prepared himself to do the same thing from cover, But something bugged Carth… he could not figure it out. Realization kicked in… it was sleeping gas this person was using, he was starting to fall for it.
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 9:43 pm
Dahri Shadow
Jedi Shadow Dahri could feel his emotions fluctuate as the neutral force-user fired at the man in the doorway; she frowned, realising that the part she had not been prepared for was having another person who needed to breath through potentially harmful gas. She hesitated for a split second, before turning to look at their opponent. After a second of scrutiny, she breathed a sigh of relief; the man, and he indeed seemed to be human, was wearing a rebreather of his own. If the young Zeltron could deal with him quickly, without damaging the small mechanism, all would be well. This was good as, without knowing the strength of her opponent, she didn't want to fight while holding her breath.
She nodded to Carth, “I'll take him out and then bring you his rebreather,” she said, telepathically once more, “I need mine to stay conscious.”
Dahri jumped out of cover and into the path of the other saber-wielder, bringing her blades into a ready position. The other waited for a moment, as if considering whether or not to duel her, then shrugged and lept towards her, swinging his blade down to meet her Shoto. She unsheathed that blade and, using it to block and hold the saber her opponent held, swung her own full sized saber under the man's guard and unsheathed it. With a seemingly impossible twist of his body, he somehow brought his saber to bear in between their bodies, getting out of the way of the searing beam and stopping her attack short. Dahri blinked, and then pulled away, reconsidering before attacking again.
'I'm still not sensing any ability with the force from him,' she thought, confused. She reengaged, and the battle raged on for half a minute, Dahri slowly pushing the other against the wall. Despite his odd skill with the lightsaber, he just didn't have the force advantage, which made him, in the end, fairly easy to defeat. She twisted one blade around his guard and, finally, sheared through the center of his body, cutting him part-way in half.
She pulled away and sighed, checking over her body for injuries. There was a small burn on her right forearm, where she had grazed her limb against the man's saber. She thought that was all, until she checked her legs; she swore as awareness of the wound sent pain shooting up into her thigh. Gritting her teeth, she looked down at the slash, which dug into her right leg mid-thigh. She shook her head, “I knew I should have learned to self-heal more effectively,” she muttered under her breath. She could heal the small burn easily, but a gash this deep was a bit beyond her.
Biting her lip, she ripped a length of fabric from her skirt and tied it tightly around the wound. That done, she pulled the rebreather off the dead man's body and rushed over to Carth as quickly as she could manage. She fit it onto his mouth and nostrils and then sat back, focusing on his breathing to keep her mind off her leg.OOC: Sorry it took so long to reply. Real life got in my way. “Talking”
“Telepathy”
'Thinking'
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 4:59 am
Carth Mol'ra As the fight between the jedi and the bounty hunter started, Carth called upon the force to keep him awake. He stayed awake long enough to see the bounty hunter go down, the hunter’s lightsaber seemed to roll over to him on the ground. Grabbing a hold of it and turning it off, Carth started choking on the gas. Which was when she approached with a second rebreather, He smiled in relief as she placed it on his face. After a minute of clean air in his lungs, Carth could finally think straight as he slipped the lightsaber into his research outfit… if only to make sure they didn’t leave such weapons like that behind. But as He got on his feet, Carth saw that she was wounded on her forearm and her leg… he could fix it easily. Straightening his outfit out, he looked at her again before he patted the bed beside him “ Lay down and relax, I’m going to see to your wounds. Also thank you for getting rid of him, Now you know why I hate it here. “ Spoke Carth as if he was commanding her, He was more then just a force sensitive and a Researcher... He was a force user and a scientist.
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Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2012 9:42 pm
"Air Rex"Liuetenant Drex Carlstein "Flying a Larty has got to be one of the most exhilarating aircrafts to fly on. You not only carry a great amount of weaponry, but its a high-tech machine that can decimate a battalion just alone and can maneuver just like a starfighter." With the sounds of a powerful engines from the Transport Gunship, Lieutenant Drex Carlstein came flying in, his bay was filled with a squad of Elite Havoc Commandos that were prepped and equipped with high-tech and powerful weapons. Though, it wasn't much of a concern, Drex wondered on what got the Troops in his deck so stirred up. He could only guess, but figured to push it aside. After all, he was the pilot, only told to know what he needed to know in order to keep the missions secret. With the sounds of the LAAT flying towards the upper levels of the bays, landing softly on the ground before the engines died down with the landing gear propped onto the floor and holding the Gunship slightly up by a couple of inches. The cockpit opened up to let Drex out, but he grabbed his weaponry as well, in case of any emergency that called out for him to crack out his Carbine. He secured it in a hidden spot in his attire of clothing, before taking the Aviator Helmet off and turning the Visor Lens Heads-Up Display. He then jumped out of the giant Gunship, the door bays opening wide for the Havoc Troopers to come out. He had a bit of a smile on his face, fixing his ear piece on his headset to communicate with the Havoc Squad. He sighed a bit. "So, what is it exactly that brought us here?" He asked the Captain of the Squad, awaiting for an answer as he saw the huge Troopers walk out... The Elite Havoc Leader "Boss" Captain Jax Reetox "If you do not pride yourself into what you are, then you will not have the strength to carry on." With the sounds of the LAAT Gunship flying about, the sounds of the roaring engine heard as the Elite Havoc Commandos inside the troop bay of the tactical transport sat in their seats that were given to fit them. They were all prepped and ready, combat-ready and armed to the very teeth as their helmets gave no fragrance of any human features. In the Helmets of the Troopers, was their own Heads-Up Display System on their visors, which all carried on them. Each Trooper readied their rifles and guns, laser pistols and such as the only Havoc Trooper, Captain Jax, stood up with his LST-150 ACP Repeater Gun. He had taken off his helmet, showing the visible scars marked on his face as the short black hair was matted down. He had a tan complex, but had a strong chin and powerful veins on his neck. He stood among the Gunship as they landed, before taking a hold of his helmet and rolling it in his fingers a bit.
One of the other Havoc members looked up at their Squad Leader. "So Boss, what in the world does the Republic want, sticking us here in Coruscant for?" He asked. Jax only shrugged his shoulders a bit.
"We'll find out in time, rookie." He said in a low and raspy voice. The Troopers fixed their weapons, as the bay doors opened them for them and the lower piece of the flooring bent down to be used as footsteps for others to use to step on if the Gunship was too high from the ground to step in the bay.
Jax stepped forward to the outside world and looked around the docks, noticing all the hovercrafts about landing or leaving and many species of races walking about with quite the class about them. He figured as much, which made him grunt a bit in response.
It was then, Jax heard from the Lieutenant of the Gunship. He smiled a bit. "Not really sure for myself, Drex. If anything, I'll tell you when we get back." He said, his squad members finally jumping out from the Gunship as they all stood at the Captain's side. Jax turned his head to his left, before nodding to them and lifting up the Heavy ACP Repeater Gun that seemed far too bulky and heavy for any regular human to carry around. But Jax, he was a bit different from the rest.
The Team of Elite Havoc Troopers began to march away from the docks and to the inside of the Upper Levels, awaiting for someone that knew them and would lead them to their destinations to discuss on what this new mission was about....((I'm so excited! x3))
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Chaotic_Entropy115 Captain
Hilarious Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 5:44 pm
A republic Representative met the group on the landing pad, and walked up to them calmly. Gentlemen, welcome back to Coruscant. I am assuming you are here on the Chancellor's orders? He pulled out a holo-communicator, handing it to the captain. We have included a keycard for the room you will all be staying in until you are requested. We are currently waiting on responses from other summons, so we will contact you when the rest arrive. Until then, enjoy your few days of leave!((I truly am waiting on others to get in on the mission arc. Specifically some of them in my crew))
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Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2012 9:55 pm
"Air Rex"Liuetenant Drex Carlstein "Flying a Larty has got to be one of the most exhilarating aircrafts to fly on. You not only carry a great amount of weaponry, but its a high-tech machine that can decimate a battalion just alone and can maneuver just like a starfighter." When Pilot Drex heard the words come from the representatives that they would be staying in for a couple of nights, he shrugged his shoulders a bit. He figured this was going to be a meeting for them all, but he wondered on how many of them would come. For no reason, he decided to follow the Squad of Havoc Troopers, but they had waved for him to follow. Locking the hatches on the cockpit and the door bays sealed tight, he felt certain that no one would try to breach the Gunship, but like as it if really mattered. He pushed the thought aside, before continuing his march and following the band of Troopers inside and towards their respective rooms that they were given with key cards... The Elite Havoc Leader "Boss" Captain Jax Reetox "If you do not pride yourself into what you are, then you will not have the strength to carry on." Jax watched the Representative come to them, introducing him and giving them a good response. Jax only nodded in his response, agreeing with the man that it was no wonder why they were contacted. The Squad talked a bit about it for a moment, and when the Representative left, Jax waved for them to cut their chat and follow. The squad followed and so did their pilot, Lt. Carlstein.
Ah, how many times that damned pilot nearly killed them and wiped out an entire armada before. There were hundreds of times where Jax thanked that damned pilot, but also cursed at him for taking drastic matters as well. Still, he was quite thankful for the fact on how courageous and brave he was. Jax felt that the pilot had a great amount of pride to his piloting, which was something he understood completely.
Captain Reetox and his squad of Troopers finally made it inside and began walking through the hallways with full body armour, expecting that there was to be a fight in Coruscant. As much as they had expected, they really weren't expecting to stay for a few days, more like a few hours of combat- not days of leisure and relax. Still, the Captain couldn't deny that he wanted some shut eye and finally settle down. He knew that everyone needed it and it was obvious they were not refusing the option.
Jax and his men finally made it to their room, which the Captain took the key and opened it, letting them all in along with their trusty Pilot as they settled down and bunkered for the next few days and waited for the other contacts to come in for them to have their meeting of whatever it was that needed to be addressed.
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Chaotic_Entropy115 Captain
Hilarious Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 2:26 pm
Jedi Master Kyle Marek Jedi Master Kyle Marek arrived on planet, greeted by the Chancellor's representative. Welcome Master Jedi. I believe you were the last one expected. I will go ahead and summon everyone else. The rep then took out a holocommunicator, sending a quick message for everyone to report to the Chancellor's office. Kyle looked around the city-scape, memories flooding. Horrible memories from the Sacking of Coruscant almost three years ago.... He shook his head to clear his mind as he walked to the Chancellor's Office. Kyle had been the only Jedi master available to overtake this mission, most of the other Jedi defending the borders against the Sith Empire. he sighed as he stepped on the lift. ((Exit to Chancellor's Office))
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