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Post by Kenichiro Atsumi-Tuhlute on Mar 30, 2016 22:52:30 GMT -8
The first thing i managed to realized upon waking up was, as had as the Cot was on the Rendezvous… i was not onboard said shuttle en route to return with findings in the case regarding Diamonte Tuhlute’s will. second thing was that i wasn’t in any of the gear or armor that i had worn during the previous deployment. instead i was in some sort of flight suit made out of… spandex.“ Codex… do you have and record of what happened to me over the past 18 hrs?… Codex?”
Suddenly a vibrating started in some sort of new Wrist Comp. finding the hitting any combination of the 3 obvious buttons i stumbled upon a 4th “Scanning” button that pricked my finger as i touched it… and shortly a message appeared on screen:: new user login in scan in progress. User’s biofield matches last filed user to 53%. adjusting system protocols to accept new user as primary log on.::
as curious as the text was… i did not have long before a holographic wire frame cube spawned from the lens and a small holographic man appear inside of it:: Ah good, you’re awake. was worried i would have had to set the comp to wake you up more violently… First off, you may know me as the Knight-Scion of Corinth… or K-Soc… until you prove yourself to me, that is as personal as you get. Secondly, do not worry about your little Datacron AI… he is safe. I just did not find it in my best interest to give a Republic Intelligence agent a beacon with which to call for help. don’t worry, if you can do as i ask you will get your friend back… albeit no longer a slave beacon to the RIA.::
I stood in horror. was he seriously capturing me, and informing me that even if i did all that he asked, he would not restore me to my post? :: hmm, you ARE quieter than most. oh well, you will speak up if something doesn’t click. well now mission specs. you may think that the HAPA you are wearing is a Spandex base… it is actually nano-fiber formed with an inter-cellular shape memory alloy. it will help you out. the pack you have is a Solar Sail based winged jetpack … now your first task will be to head to the surface below and in the ruins of the temple, find the Lineage Holocron of Pala Tuhlute. because of the lattice structure of the disc… an Instramtan holocron will be the only device that can read it without irrevocably damaging it. just be careful. the temple may appear to be in one place… but it has been through a lot… and it isn’t all… there. now make your way to the corridor, and be ready to jump when the light changes to green.::
Pala? i thought it was Diamonte that i was after. stepping out into the hallway i did not have long to think about any of this before the light turned green and the shuttle took a sharp climb tossing me out of the hatch. as i looked one last time at the shuttle that ferried me to this planet, i noted that it didn’t much look like any ship i had studied t academy… in fact the glow on the nacelles seemed to mean that whomever owned this ship intended to draw attention instead of disturb it. but i want to spend time thinking that i was in freefall. reaching for grasps on my pack, i pulled at the wings.. and lo they were made of a Solar sail material. soon the photons absorbed allowed for the engine to fire and give me a bit more control over my altitude. i scanned the plains of the planet for such a temple as briefed to me… but for half an hour i could not find it. ironically it was not till i was about to give up and set down to get solid mass beneath my feet that i spied a castle that matched the description of the Temple given.————————————————————————————————————— Sometime After the shuttle had jumped to light speed, a message appeared on Adi ’s commlink:: greetings Valiant warrior Matango.
I am not sure if you would remember me… but i am Xinji. the Knight Scion of Corinth. We met some time years ago… i come bearing both good and bad tidings. The sadder of the two is that such time has passed that by Instramtan custom Diamonte is to be considered dead by the legal jurisdiction of any government that isn’t his own. I was entrusted as the Executor of the Deceased’s estate… until the disc containing the will was stolen from me.
The better tiding is that the Thief is in your vicinity… and if assumption is correct, the thief is one of the Twins born to Tuhlute during the Caridian Campaign. he needs to be tested before it can be assessed if he could be trained. He has the potential for great strength… but at present, his skills are unrefined and he seems to hurt himself with excess power being used in the most basic of force powers.
I saw that you are currently on Naboo… and since it was concurrently written that you are to receive something from the estate, i would request you at least administer tests. i see much potential in him
-Xinji of Corinth
Knight-Scion ::
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Post by Adi on Apr 13, 2016 18:45:36 GMT -8
Strange....
Adi's comlink suddenly beeped, and a message came through. It was as if the comlink was blocked when he was on-world, either by electronic means, or user error. Either way, the message was clear....and Adi knew he needed to respond. But how? And did this individual understand what had happened to Matango over the past few years? How was it that Diamonte's end had come so suddenly?
So many questions, without any way to get answers currently. Opening a channel to the origin of the message.
Greetings and salutations. It is with a heavy heart that I hear about Master Tuhlute's passing...he was a very dear friend to me. We are currently leaving Naboo for destinations unknown, but when we arrive to where ever it is we are going, I would be happy to see what I can do to assist you. However, I must warn you, I am no longer a part of the Jedi Council, nor am I currently a member of the order at large. If you still wish me to administer any testing, or not, I understand either way. I look forward to hearing back from you.
Adieumus sent the reply, and sat back in his seat as the Wayward Son burst into hyperspace. He just hoped for a smooth trip. That would be a welcome change from the rough rides he had experienced as of late....
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Post by E`yame Matango on Apr 13, 2016 22:50:21 GMT -8
E`yame sat down in a chair and put Zee on her lap. She didn't know how long it would take them to get wherever they were going, but she knew she would have to face her father soon. At the moment he was too busy messing with his comlink and pretending that she wasn't even there. She was used to him not paying attention to her, that was the whole reason that all of this family drama was happening. She wasn't a brat, but any daughter would want some attention from her father. He basically was acting like she didn't exist. Suddenly she realized that she shouldn't have come. Maybe he never wanted to have her be a burden on him. Maybe that is why he was constantly gone. She looked over at him, hoping to get his attention. Maybe whenever or wherever they stopped, she would get off and leave him in her past. She could disappear forever and he probably wouldn't even care.
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Post by Raven Alora on Apr 14, 2016 21:07:57 GMT -8
Raven glanced over at Adieumus and smiled thinly. She put her hand on his arm and gave it a small shove.
What do you do if there's a wall in your way?
She asked with a tilt of her head. Pausing a few seconds, she answered.
From my experience- you punch it. You're not a person who waits for some cosmic presence to open doors of opportunity for you- you make your own.
She folded her arms.
And it's very impressive.
Leaning back in her seat, she crossed her legs and sighed casually.
Besides, if we do get into trouble, and punching the wall doesn't work- you got me with you. I'm pretty good at picking locks.
Her attention centered suddenly on E'yame, sitting near them, peering at her father. Alora looked at the young girl for a moment, wanting to speak- to say something that would mend her broken heart, but as Raven started to think of any words which would encourage the girl, her eyes snapped shut, and her body refused to keep her awake any longer- strong force user or not.
Raven Alora needed to sleep!
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Post by Loki on Apr 14, 2016 21:46:21 GMT -8
(OOC: These few events happen right prior to entering Hyperspace. And will be continued on Etti IV)
Loki looked at Adi as the ship lifted off, and nodded towards his room before departing the crew cabin ignoring the others. He felt the lurch as the ship broke atmosphere, and the gravity generators kicked on. Loki entered his room, and closed the door hitting the lock, he turned towards the bed and decided that the floor would be better suited for his needs. He removed his robe and tunic leaving the rest on he, unclipped both of his sabers and set them upon the bedcovers, then he turned and silently and with ease slid to his knees and crossed his legs resting his hands on his knees he closed his eyes, and opened him self to the force, fully, for the first time in months he felt alive, he drifted for a moment, then all sounds of the ships passage through space and various other noises winked out, leaving nothing but the roar of the Force in its wake. It was turmoil, he was unanchored, and he needed this to change. Loki’s conscious mind felt a sudden tug in the force, Loki was slightly alarmed but started to follow the tug. Wondering only a little where it would lead him. |
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Post by Anna on Apr 14, 2016 22:02:45 GMT -8
We're almost there...
Very young, yet, holding such depth, the voice seemed like a whisper, with such a strange kind of power behind it. That tug the dark Zabrak was feeling, turned out to be a hand, literally guiding him through a black void, a blank slate. But it was a pull he could easily ignore, or escape from, if he wished. Still- the tug held such a weight to it, as if dismissing it would shatter the very foundations of the universe. It was as if the whole of the force was extremely desperate.
But it wasn't the force completely.
If loki were to look down, to catch sight of the hand he should become aware of, he'd see it's owner but a young girl, nearly 20 at best, with her face turned away from him in pursuit of something unknown.
Very close now.....
She sounded out of breath, as if coming here cost her a lot of running. More accurately, a lot of climbing. Her soft words held some strange, slim measure of unrest within it, as if he might just let go, drift back to the safety of his body.
And she would fall once more, back to where she'd come from.
Where ever that was.
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Post by Loki on Apr 14, 2016 22:12:14 GMT -8
<<Where is here?>>
Loki murmured into the void, he did not send out more tethers, but he increased his hold on the ‘hand’ holding his own, trying to convey his interest in this phenomena, that he had found him self in. He wondered briefly if it was some Jedi trap sprung by the woman with Adi, then thought better of it. Wondering why the voice sounded so weak, almost frail. Wondering if this voice had a physical being, perhaps It was in danger, or perhaps imprisoned, or worse a sign of his own madness. He thought of another question to ask while letting the hand guide him.
<<Who are you?>>
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Post by Diamonte Tuhlute on Jun 30, 2016 17:14:27 GMT -8
when I one up, I found that “Jim” was not directly by my bedside… possibly meaning that the time to meet had not come. Items to get out of the fence but this time the mattress did not attempt to resist me and I rolled out of bed quite effortlessly. With the issue of modesty quickly coming to the forefront I noticed a small parcel near the foot of the bed and proceeded to don the contents. Inside was a tan body suit, a dark gray vest and a blue and gold coat with dark gray pauldrons I noticed that there was some sort of cape as well… But for the time being a left it by the wayside
'This will have to do until I can find something… Better than nothing though’
On a table next to the bed, I found my companion once more reduced into crystal form. I skipped about and made toward the exit. A suspicious slippery liquid was near the entrance but I could not directly detect that liquid before my foot was apartment and I reached out trying to grab anything to steady myself. My hand grabbed onto was the other side of the wall… Namely the plaque of the ship
"Delicia del Dragón" I read aloud but suddenly a thought occurred to me
‘Oh wait… I'm not supposed to be here right now’
<<No'sess, he sed tha he gwa' us pewmissun>>
I nodded pulling myself up right and taking one more look at the plaque I gasped
“The Dragon's Delight? The ship's name is Delicia del Dragón”
<<Tha's wha teh sigh saysw: De'ia dew Dwaguh>>
“Then why does the this sign read The Dragon's Delight?” I close my eyes, and move my hand across the raised letters of the plaque… Puck could see the title as the Delicia del Dragón… But to me every sense, from vision to the sense of touch, indicated that the name of the ship was The Dragon's Delight.
“It is something I will have to ask Captain JM – 528 about”
“… And what you wish to ask me?”
Embarrassed, I attempted to babble out my answer. But with one hand I was simultaneously silenced and ushered to a Dejarik table, where shortly thereafter a serving droid came out with bowls of a meaty stew and two glass goblets, the one place in front of Jim was already filled with an ale… But my class was empty and instead the liquid was in the blue file that I managed to sneak away from the facility mere hours before
“Forgive my rudeness with this test, but although I know that you are innocent enough that you would not purposefully deceive… I want to ensure that it's you do not have any programming that would not cause you to bring harm to Associates in line that I would trust you knowing”
A look once more at plaque, and certainly enough my vision was playing tricks on me… The title of the ship once more was the Delicia del Dragón. My hand visibly shaking, I removed the cap from the file and poured the contents into my goblet.
“… Peach tea!” the name case this week on my lips as liquid itself… But I could never remember having tasted this drink before. as the liquid entered my belly, I could feel the weight of anxiety lifting from my shoulders, I looked once more at the plaque and again it read The Dragon's Delight
“Once again, forgive me for having to test you like this. And thank you for trusting me that I would not poison you through this liquid. My attempt of an apology was bringing the liquids that was listed as one of your favorites on your dossier.… You seem distracted, what is the matter?”
“The title of the ship… It keeps changing. When I feel unsure if I should be here or not? Looking over to the plaque it reads the Delicia del Dragón, but when I am relaxed the same title on the plaque will read The Dragon's Delight.”
“Technically, both names are correct. The name of the ship is the Delicia del Dragón and occasionally I will use the short form the Delicia is a callsign, but when you translate the name from its native language into basic it translates as The Dragon's Delight. … Tell me when did this phenomenon first happen?”
“When I first left my room. I slipped and grabbed onto the plaque to steady myself. I guess I was feeling unsure of myself because just now before I drink liquid it appeared again as the Delicia del Dragón but after Puck reassured me that you had granted me permission, that was when all my senses did not see the name as the Delicia del Dragón but as The Dragon's Delight.”
For a moment Jim turned his head away from me and muttered “so he is under an oath.” I could not legitimately know if he was speaking in a native tongue review speaking in basic.. When he turned once more to face me, I sensed in him a false confidence
“I will save the technical explanation of this for Master Avery… But I will say that it would seem you are currently affected by a force oath. And this oath restricts access to one of your abilities or comprehension. If it is of any comfort, your skills of comprehension surpass any that I could of though of previously. … for the sake of understanding in the Debriefment, can you tell me anything about your time at the compound”
I began to speak at some immature length, about my time at the facilities of animus. How little I actually knew, about how it would seem that every morning I would be dragged from my chamber to the testing facility where was placed in a simulator and given full control of someone who looked nearly identical to me… But yet was completely different. About how when I overheard the guards and scientists talking about me it was how they were relieved that Crystal had not rejected me as a symbiotic host. … When I could no longer speak due to my lack of understanding, I felt the room begin to grow a deep blue color and I felt my mouth move though the words coming out that my own. through my voice I learned that the crystalline being that resided in my home lived a whole other life before it was retrieved and brought to center to be studied. Other scientists have tried thousands of individuals born of both biological and synthetic natures find someone who the crystal would bond with. And that it was not until the attempted to install the crystal into a simulator did they find the two was needed… At some point after that I felt my body feel weak and collapse on the table.
When I awoke, I saw once more that Jim was looking over me on the bed, and that puck had taken on its celestial form and was curled up on my chest with his head butting against my chin
“You are awake, thank Ashla. I was worried when you collapsed, you continue to speak… So I could not pay too much mind. When your puck decided that its link with you no longer about it to properly communicate was when I realized there was a problem… I can tell you a bit more of the circumstances on the ride across the countryside… But we have landed, welcome to the planet of the Naboo“
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Post by Gene Kenobi on Oct 5, 2016 18:54:45 GMT -8
There was a serenity to the planet Naboo. One that he had often heard tell of from his mother when she spoke fondly of his father. Though it was dankly marred by the conflicts that had enshrouded the Trade Federation during the time of the Republic he could not disregard that the planet retained it's peaceful glow after so many years of being left to it's own accord. He had spent days preparing himself for the trip and months contemplating just how he would approach the locals in order to accommodate the woman he had in tow. Perhaps it was his nature that had driven him to accept her request, or perhaps his duty, but neither disguised his concern with her mental condition. Few had mistaken him for his father in his lifetime and he was sure this would not be the last person to do so.
Shortly after coming out of hyperspace, and breaching the planet's atmosphere, Gene slowly brought the small ship into a slow dive towards the planet's surface. He was quick to divert auxiliary power to the droid in it's compartment on the craft's wing before settling himself into a comfortable position for the descent. He was never one for flying. Especially the landing part.
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Post by Diamonte Tuhlute on Oct 6, 2016 21:48:08 GMT -8
::Delicia to Sabre, Payload Bay Beta bay doors are open, you are clear to approach and land::
as far back as I could remember I wanted to Land on a hangar deck… and while this wasn’t one of the Republic’s capital ships, it was still a rush as I aligned myself and landed in the close quarters of the secondary Payload bay. however Puck started purring the word ‘pop’ … the same sound I found coming from my wrist. ‘overcharge’ not worrying about anything else, I opened the hatch (unaware if this bay was shielded or not) and threw the wrist comp out past the closing bay doors. after the bay sealed I felt the wave of impact of the battery exploding.
“Last time I trust Transisung to make a wrist comp battery.” I mused getting out of the fighter
“Whatever that was we will talk at length once we jump. proximity alert says we are in flightpath of a ship about to drop from warp. we have to plot and jump… I have already started transmitting a repeated a warning
::Attention unidentified ship, this is the Delicia Del Dragon. our flight trajectories have us on collision course. adjust pitch up by 32 degrees. repeat. Attention unidentified ship, this is the Delicia Del Dragon. our flight trajectories have us on collision course. adjust pitch up by 32 degrees. repeat.::
Jim and I hurried down the corridor but I felt a chill down my spine… a familiar message
<<Un’le A’i!!! E Co’ing!!!!>>
“Jim… do you hear that?”
“No…”
“It sounds like puck… which means Prince Matango is on that ship we are about to hit. quick give me the Comm”
i grabbed the system and cut the repeating message in favor of a personal one.
:: Attention Unidentified ship… this is the Delicia del Dragon. My name is Diamonte Tuhlute. I am searching for a man by the name of Adieumus Matango. I have reason to believe he is aboard your ship. I would do anything assuming we survive this collision I would be willing to offer my skills in exchange for a chance to meet with him.::
I grabbed my station as Jim pitched the ship down to twice the angle requested of the strangers. I charged the Shields and started to track the ship to see if there had been any impact, and either way to hopefully meet Matango upon touchdown.
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Post by Loki on Oct 7, 2016 14:45:21 GMT -8
***From Within Hyperspace***
Raxx was sitting leaning back in her chair when comm messages began filtering through they where a few minutes away from drop out, and suddenly they had issues, someone kriffing idiot was in their drop space she looked at the woman next to her as she dove at the console and began flipping switches and hitting the ship wide comm.
::Brace for drastic maneuvers, collsion course with unknown ship upon drop.::
With that she flipped the switch the com the other ship, her voice was irate as she screamed into it.
::WHO CARES ABOUT SOME PRINCE YOU'RE GOING TO KILL US ALL REVERSE YOUR THRUSTERS 180 degrees, or we all die!::
She roared into the comm not waiting for a response as she flipped switches barely a minute till drop time, she had never done anything like this before as she began preparing the vertical thrusters, and moving power to the front shields as parts of the ship went dark in compensation, she grabbed one of the shifters and kept her hand on the steering equipment, it was about to get crazy.
Bam they dropped out, she slammed the thrusters and hit the accelerator, the ship suddenly stopped forward direction going at sub lightspeeds with resounding whip like movement the ships bottom was suddenly facing the other vessel and heading up into space missing the other ship by inches but traveling hundreds of miles "Up" before she began vectoring the power down breathing a sigh of relief as things let lose in the cargo hold. She cursed in three languages before flipping the comm switch again.
::Who the Kriff do you think you are?! You could have killed us and yourselves! It's a miracle nobody's dead as it is, I want some answers!::
She yelled into the comm, she was fuming, you just didn't do that, it was foolish and risky, who in their right mind would try and block a hyperspace lane. It was damn near suicide. She hit the comms again this time for in ship.
::Hey Winchester, get your kriffing arse in here, you too little jedi girl.::
She said breathing heavily looking at the strange woman next to her. "At least we're alive."
She said wiping her yellowish brow.
***After Hyperspace***
Loki slowly came too, he was not where the doctor had initially laid him, he felt refreshed as though he had never fought the Array, his head no longer hurt and his mind was clear and he could feel Anna resting peacefully, he looked over as his cybernetic lit up once more glowing yellow, a jug of water was next to his head, he sat up, he could once more turn pain off with ease and he did so, he saw the bandages wrapped around his chest tightly and smiled, the doctor was good but the force was better. With his clawed hands he ripped the bandages off and held his hands over his chest, the power of the force bending to his will, as his the skin slowly spun together, the insides reconnecting and healing faster than any doctor could ever hope to manage, when he stood all that remained was a fresh scar, that was when alarms began to blare and Raxxie's voice came over the comms, he sighed as he understand was about to happen, he quickly grabbed the water jug and chugged it, then slammed a hand into the wall as the ship lurched with such force even he was sent sliding into the wall almost violently. In the cargo hold things began to smash at the unexpected maneuvers. The force of the G's lifted and Loki sighed, nobody seemed worse for wear as he looked and saw the doctor busy with Farris, Anna sleeping, and everyone else gone or busy, he took his leave of the medbay for now and headed for the cockpit despite him not being one of those asked for. |
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Post by Farris Argon Noble on Oct 7, 2016 19:16:12 GMT -8
Well Adieumus got up and walked away. Farris supposed it was a good thing. He tried to count the times he'd gotten the Arkanian up and walking again in the years sense they'd met each other. Perhaps almost nine? The thought amused him, but Sinina's sudden sitting up and asking frantic questions drew his attention. He opened his mouth to reassure her that she hadn't done anything during her unconsciousness- but the absolute look of distrust on Thea's face caught his eye and he stood there stunned for a moment. Closing his eyes, Farris knew he was often not trustworthy- but he also knew, he was so good at being that way, that no one ever looked at him like Thea did now- unless he were done with his job, or he was ending their life. Neither applied here, and her look both saddened him, and made him disappointed, in himself, because of his carelessness. He cleared his throat and turned back to Sinina, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
No, you didn't do anything- but having a power like the force would make me nervous too.
He shook his head, and then glanced at the Zabrak as he stood. He had spent a couple hours cutting into the man with lasers- having modified one of own tools he always carried with him to be a little less lethal. Conventional methods were useless on the man, but after overcoming medical frustration, the Polydroxol had managed to remove the damaged tissue that remained of Loki's dead heart. Repairing the damaged leftovers and rerouting some vascular networks, he had wrapped the Zabrak's chest to allow his own body to heal itself, sense stitching was also useless.
You're a very frustrating patient- even when you're unconscious.
He commented- Just as the com message rang over the system. Quickly, Farris put one arm over Sinina's body to keep her from flying off the table. As the ship pitched upward, he quickly extended his other hand- anticipating Thea's toppling figure, considering her perpendicular stance to his own body.
Brace yourselves! I don't want to have to fix you twice!
He shouted. Suddenly, his eyes turned to Anna's paralyzed form- all the way across the room, and he watched helplessly at what would soon happen to her. Thankfully, the back wall wasn't too far away, but it would only damage her fragile body even more, and there really wasn't a way even the polydroxol could reach her.
He grit his teeth. He really was screwing up today.
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Post by Raven Alora on Oct 7, 2016 19:35:47 GMT -8
Ah, A doctor- another one who wasn't really a doctor. Was that the going alias everyone was going under now? The guise of 'a doctor'. Alora supposed it was a sound one. Everyone always trusted doctors. Doctors helped sick people and were smart- and apparently trustworthy. She smiled and nodded.
I hope they didn't give you too much trouble.
She said, deciding not to destroy his confidence in his attempt to lie to a Jedi- an Empathetic Jedi at that- and play along with his ruse.. Lifting a hand she gently touched her lower chest where the Rodian's light whip had ripped into her. They weren't particularly nice to me either. I don't really no why. I was friendly... She said, almost sounding disappointed, though in a satirical manner. She winced slightly and lowered her hand. E'yame had done a good job patching her up, but the wound still hurt, and she'd probably have to address it more fully later.
Dominic Mitchel then asked where Thea and Dr. Noble were, and frankly, the Jedi wasn't too sure who those two were.
I'm not sure who either of them are- but if Noble is a doctor, I'd assume he's in the very crowded Med bay.
The com came alive with a very irate voice, telling them of....turbulence. Seconds later the cargo bay was turned on it's head and the two of them would probably be thrown to the back wall, as stuff started sliding in their direction- most notably, a very large heavy looking crate.
Look out!
The Jedi said- thrusting out her hand and stopping the massive object with the force- keeping it from sliding any closer to them. Only her right hand was extended, her small brown eyes were fixated on the crate in concentration. It now rested a few feet from their position.
So this happened to me before..... She said with an amused smile.
Except I was on Myrkr- and didn't have the force....and a box like this actually hit me....... then the ship exploded.
She added the last bit as an after thought. A few seconds passed and the ship leveled off. Raven dropped her hand and pushed the crate back where it belonged with the force. This time turned out much better.... Closing her eyes, for a brief moment her face seemed to flatten as if she was concentrating on something. Looking at Dominic again, she shrugged. Well we're back at Naboo. Have you ever been on the planet?
Before the com message- before the jolting of the ship, Anna woke and stared up at the ceiling. The ship pitched upward and her small body flew off the bed- but seconds before it collided with the wall- it stopped. For a moment, she hovered there, in the air, cradled by the force. Turning her gaze to Farris, she smiled a very small smile.
It's alright Farris- You've defended me well- for long enough. There are other things you must pay attention to now.
As light as a feather- the Seer drifted back to the medical bed and positioned herself upon it as before, except this time she had her head turned- eyes following the Zabrak out of the door.
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Oct 7, 2016 21:34:59 GMT -8
Thea heard the alarm sound. She had no clue what was about to happen, until everything was all turned around. A few things from the closet flew at her and hit her in the chest. She grunted and took a step back before she ended up falling into someone's arms. Once everything settled, she looked around. Everyone seemed to be safe, that was a good thing. Finally she looked up at her rescuer and narrowed her eyes. She flinched away from his touch and walked out of the med bay. She wanted nothing to do with him at the moment. As she approached the hangar, she noticed Dominion and a tiny woman. Putting on her smile, she stepped towards them.
"Everyone ok?"
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Post by Agent Dominion on Oct 7, 2016 23:52:17 GMT -8
Dominic would laugh a little. "I don't think they were nice to anyone. They tried to kill me and Thea when we tried to leave the place." He nodded when she informed him that Noble would probably be in the med bay. "Med bay. I'll look for it. Thanks."
Turbulence? In Hyperspace?! Before Dominic could even curse mentally, the ship was practically thrown, and the Agent was almost in free fall as he flew to the back of the cargo hold, slamming his back against the metal wall. The wind was knocked out of him, and he struggled to make his lungs work to bring air back. As he panicked, he noticed the large heavy crate falling for him and Raven, who had landed right beside him. She called for him to look out, and he fought to move out of the way, but it was too small of a time frame. He shut his eyes as it closed in.
Then nothing. Air came back to him in a rush, and he opened his eyes to see the crate floating just out of arms reach, Raven holding her arm out towards it. He listened to her speak as he got his breath back. Something like this hit her, then the ship exploded? What?! How was she alive? Especially if she didn't have the force back then. Dominic just stared up- or, was there an up in space? Dominic just stared forward as Raven moved the box back where it should be, the ship leveling out. "Yeah, I hope it turned out better." He gulped. "Naboo? Uh, yeah. A few times." He wasn't going to mention that the reasons for his visits were to murder Jedi's and Senators. Some may have been Raven's friends, so best not to speak of that past.
He looked over to Thea, letting out a sigh. "Thea! There you are." Dominic would stand up and walk over to her. "Do you know where Noble is? We need to talk."
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Post by Raven Alora on Oct 8, 2016 12:12:37 GMT -8
Raven nodded as Dominic answered her questions. She had to smile at his surprised emotions at her still being alive. With a shrug she spoke.. Considering the last time, someone had to drag me out from under a collapsed burning metal wall- I'd say this time was absolutely better.
Thea then approached them and Raven gave the woman a kind smile as she asked if they were alright. We are now. I hope everyone else fared well during that tussle..
Then she heard Dominic greet the woman. So, this was Thea.
It was nice to meet you both. I need to go see why I was called to the bridge- hope I'm not in trouble.
She smiled warmly and turned to leave.
As she meandered through the halls attempting to find her way to the cockpit- she noticed the massive Zabrak making his way in that general direction also.
Hey- I'm following you. Hope that's ok.
The Small Jedi called- not wanting to startle Loki by accidentally sneaking up on him. She knew he had the force and all- but also knew what it was like to be focused on something else, rater than tiny Jedi running around- unless, or course one was on edge.
Eventually they made it to the cockpit and Raven noted Raxxie and Ariela. With a small smile, she spoke
Hey- I'm not sure what just happened, but I've got a feeling you just saved our lives. She commented, looking at the pilot. So, thanks. Is there something I can help you with?
She asked, a thin smile alighting on her small features.
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Post by Adi on Oct 9, 2016 19:29:05 GMT -8
So, they were getting close to Naboo Orbit.The Villa would be a nice retreat for the Crew after all they had been through. There were plenty of rooms, decent beds, and privacy. Gahds knew they needed recovery time...Almost everyone had been injured in the fight, and some pretty badly. Eya had come through without a scratch...there was quite a measure of pride in that. She was a tough girl, and resourceful as well. If she hadn't have shown up when she did, Adi probably wouldn't have been able to break free of the Array's control, and there would have been far more in the way of casualties. He would have to take some time to let her know that she had done well.
Aaaaannnndd....that's when the poodoo hit the fan.
Barking over the coms giving everyone the order to brace themselves gave the very slowly moving Matango very little time to react, and he was tossed around his room like a ragdoll. He was rolled across his bed, and literally up the wall. As the Son leveled back out, he was rolled back DOWN the wall, and into his bed rather unceremoniously. At least he had landed somewhere soft, and nothing had been dropped on him.
Now, just as he was shaking the spins out of his head, the female Zabrak was ordering him to the cockpit.
"NOW what did I do??" He said, to no one. Gritting his teeth, he brought himself gingerly to his feet, and began to limp his way to the cockpit. It was only a short distance away, but in the shape he was in, it may as well have been miles. He leaned against the wall for most of the way to keep balanced, his arm tucked against his bandaged ribs to keep them from hurting so much when he breathed. It took him nearly four minutes to travel a distance that he normally would have cleared in less than a minute, but he made it. Raven, Loki, and Ariela were already there, along with Raxana. Smiling sheepishly at Raven and Loki, he looked over to the android. He nodded a deep bow of thanks as he found the nearest chair. Taking the seat as quickly as he could, he awaited whatever reaming out loomed ahead.
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Post by Loki on Oct 9, 2016 21:38:11 GMT -8
Raxxie turned as those she requested plus that blasted giant Zabrak that brought back memories best left buried, memories she never wanted to think about as long as she lived, she knew she couldn't blame this man but still she was frustrated he was always underfoot. "Yeah, so thanks for coming as quick as could, some ship literally blocked our path of travel and exit point, which resulted in the crazy moves I had to pull, they are hailing the ship and asking for you." He said simply, her yellowish skin was slight damp from the craziness she had to deal with but the rush was coming down and was being replaced with livid rage." Any idea why a friend of yours could be so kriffing stupid?" She asked with a snort turning back to her console, hand on the switch waiting for a response from Matango. Loki turned his good eye towards Raven. "Of course Raven that is fine...Later I'd like to speak to you alone in my room." He said simply before making his way into the cockpit which would be even more cramped as Adi arrived, and arrive he did, not saying anything as Raxxie launched into her speech, Loki was uneasy looking at her, he felt guilt, something more foreign than even compassion could be to one such as him, he wiped his forehead expecting to be covered in sweat, but felt nothing. He looked away from her at the droid, then at Adi and decided to focus there as Raxxie, turned back to her console and the viewport, he decided to look that was well, they where now floating a few hundred meters from the other ship, the glowing ball of Naboo in the background, Naboo... No none of those thoughts today Loki thought, waiting for Adi to speak. |
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Post by Raven Alora on Oct 9, 2016 21:46:14 GMT -8
oh, Alone?
Raven played off a sheepish expression as she arrived at the cockpit with the Zabrak. Now she really had to be in some kind of trouble for the big red Zabrak to ask for her, alone. When dealing with darksiders, that generally never ended well, but Raven wasn't one for assumptions, especially depressing ones, so she just decided to wait with anticipation as to what he wished to speak about.
As they entered the Hangar- and Raxxie spoke to them, Raven could feel the turmoil rolling off of her in droves. The small Jedi smiled warmly at the Zabrak pilot, an assuring look to her eyes. You did good.
She said, calmly- reaching out with her empathy to attempt calming the tension in the room, mainly put out by the pilot. It was not nearly as invasive as telepathy- and just bordered on even the force. Truthfully, unless she was focusing on being forceful, her empathetic effects could just as easily be ignored as accepted. Regardless- the moment she reached out into the room with her empathetic senses, she felt Loki's spike in apprehension. What was it? Remorse? Grief?......
Guilt.
Alora only spared a brief look at Loki's position, long enough to pass her curious eyes over his form peering out at the stars in distraction. Maybe this strange feeling was something he wished to speak to her about?
The Jedi chose not to let her mind wonder about it.
Adi, your friends are trying to get us killed again. We really got to talk about your social circles.
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Post by Sinina Riso on Oct 9, 2016 21:56:34 GMT -8
*Sinina sighed deeply, nothing she did, good. That relaxed her alot, until she started thinking more about the images she'd seen. They troubled her, but she couldn't make full sense of them. She would know if her mothers ship was crashed. She was sure of it. Wouldn't she? And why would her sister being on a ship cause her distress. She was strong. She could handle herself. She shook her head lightly as she tried to sit up again. But even that was not meant to be, as suddenly the ship was going wonky and Farris arm fell protectively over her. She curled up as much as she could, her arms gripped tightly to his arm. She quickly let go when things settled down, looking up at him a little sheepisly.*
Well.. thank you again Farris.
*She looks around the room again, seeing people leaving, she wanted to get up too. She looks up at Farris and then the remaining occupants of the room. At least her entire body didn't ache at this time. But she wondered what would happen now? She had not expected such adventures when she came along. How many more would come up? Should she look more into these images she'd had? She didn't know what to do.
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