Raven Alora
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Post by Raven Alora on Oct 3, 2016 18:30:32 GMT -8
Anna smiled slightly as Zee hopped away from her. She wanted to wave- or set up- or anything, but she really couldn't. But Loki spoke and took her mind off things. He told her he had also been in a coma for longer than she had. He said she was a survivor and strong. She still had some questions about his motivations, and how her plea for help had impacted someone like him so deeply, but for now, she felt comforted knowing he wanted to protect her, and he didn't think she was pathetic. Slowly, she started to regain a little of her self confidence.
Thank you, Loki. I-
He tottered forward then fell to the ground, looking at her desperately. Her eyes widened and she instinctively grabbed one of his wrists with a surprisingly strong grip..
You're going to be ok. I- I know you are. Don't be afraid.
She blinked, peering at her hand- which she had moved. Almost at once, as she realized her action, her hand let go and her arm fell limp. This- was starting to get annoying.
Seconds passed before the Polydroxol attempted to put a breathing mask over Loki's face, and then slid the massive Zabrak to the floor effortlessly. He then looked up at her, saying a simple word. Anna blinked.
Hey...
She responded with a small smile. You got this.
Raven stiffened slightly as Dominic pointed a slug thrower at her. She did not move for her saber, but flashes of Myrkr, her smuggler companion and the awful void in the force was instantly brought to her mind. For the very slightest of moments, the Jedi's expression shifted with slight surprise- not really at Dominic, but at the onslaught of memories that suddenly assaulted her and were forced away by her practiced mental defenses.
She allowed herself the quick breath in and out before speaking, relaxing again.
Oh it would be very nice if you didn't shoot me. The med bay's full.
She gave a kind smile, fully relaxing again, and leaning against the wall. I didn't see you jump out of this ship with us. Did you come from the lab? She asked, suddenly glancing away self consciously before looking back at him. I'm sorry. You have no idea who I am- and with a day like this, that must make you uneasy. I'm Raven Alora.
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Ariela
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Post by Ariela on Oct 3, 2016 19:37:14 GMT -8
It was an almost gradual process that she had undertaken as the ship began to take off. The ship lifted, lurched and without much further demand of her resources outside of keeping a monitored view of her organic ward, she had placed herself into what would have appeared to be a state of relaxation against the wall nearest Adieumus’ bed. She would not have responded to anything without physical or dangerous prompting, but she would have responded in deadly kind if it were the case. But as the ship hit orbit and the infiltrator took up it’s space in the area behind it, her processor was struck by something she had not expected.
All at once an alarm went off in the recesses of her programming. An alarm that was alert to something that she had not realized was integrated into her systems in spite of her searching. Yet, as she probed it it only presented one piece of information. Wherever it was coming from was located in the space inhabited by the planet Naboo. She knew from her creator’s search that the crew had gone their but it was easy enough to deny that that was why she was experiencing this stress on her system. Rather than fretting about it further in the small regions of her mind, she pushed herself off the wall and moved silently through the ships corridors until she reached the cockpit. Empty save for the presence of the pilot who appeared as confused as she was focused.
Placing her hand against the pilot’s chair, she pulled herself forward and dropped into the seat nearest to it so she could see the consoles from a more clear perspective. ”Take us to Naboo. It has the safest readings as far as danger is concerned. We won’t have trouble there.” She uttered, giving the woman pilot a side glance.
”However, land on the outskirts. We don’t want unwanted attention.”
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Loki
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Post by Loki on Oct 3, 2016 20:13:47 GMT -8
Raxxie nodded briefly at the strange woman who had suddenly appeared, Naboo was safe and after the ruckus they had caused it sounded like a good idea to head back there, even if they where perhaps gonna stand out on any planet in the galaxy. "Thank's lady, you can stay up here with me if you want, do you know how to fly?" Raxxie said as she turned and began entering coordinates and prepping the ship for the jump. After a few moments she hit the all coms system for the ship. ::We are two seconds from light speed, hold onto your bantha!:: With that she slammed a leaver down and hit two more buttons, suddenly the stars before them became a slashing blur picking up speed at an alarming rate and they where away from this rock. Loki reached for his saber as Farris put the mask over his face, but only for a moment, Loki simply sat there, waiting his eyes on Anna, it took much more for someone with his chemical and physical make up and enhancements to be put under but soon he slipped under, knowing he was in good hands, Anna's parting words where favorable as his eye closed and his cybernetic went dim, he walked....
Memories surfaced from the fog of the void, as Loki was under the doctor's care he could feel the minds of those he knew, here he was whole, no missing fingers, no cybernetic eye, just himself, he sighed deeply, looking around at everything and nothing, he would regain his strength, his power, and when he awoke, he would be refreshed as though the battle had never been fought, except new scars. How strange and at ease he felt, his emotions where conflicted, the words of his brother ringing in his head, what did it mean to live? He surely didn't know, would he discover it? Or would he falter and fail and fall again into despair? This was a heavy gift his brother, and Anna had fashioned for him. Heavier and denser than the stars themselves. Suddenly the void swirled and he was standing on a balcony looking down..
Down at two men naked save for shorts ripping into one another, fighting to the death with bare hands both where bleeding from head wounds and bite marks, barely human they where savage, Loki remembered this, it disgusted him now, but then he had found sick pleasure in it, watching wanton death and destruction, Loki looked around the arena and saw a much more ornate balcony, with a large fat twi'lek in it screaming for more food as he watched the fight with pig like glee, Loki frowned remembering what would happen next as he dropped over the balcony, and killed the two men, simply to send a message as with another leap he was before the large twi'lek stabbing him in the chest with the same saber he had cut Kadish's arm with as the twi'lek screamed, his blue green skin going ashen, his brain tails twitching and Loki letting him fall to the floor as guards in gray uniforms rushed him and he slashed them from shoulder to hip in a figure eight motion before jumping away and fading into the shadows, another man dead at his hands..one of hundreds he would kill for a purpose he didn't know for the next five years...Some he remembered had fought others like this deplorable creature had merely died offering no challenge. He was a grim reaper, many of them never knew why he killed them, for he himself did not know, how could they? Though some did, they knew and they piece by piece had told Loki. And he had killed his masters and all their pupils, for they too where deserving of punishment, for money they killed and that sickened Loki, oh sure he had eventually lead troops into battle for money, but he used that money to further his goals, these fools where greedy gluttons and so they too had met his blade. The void reformed and he walked in the darkness content and happy in his memories, knowing now he was finding the path he was always meant to, all thanks to a small unassuming seer, how could he ever repay her this kindness? He would surely find a way. |
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Agent Dominion
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Post by Agent Dominion on Oct 4, 2016 0:39:18 GMT -8
"I'm sorry. Um, yeah. I came from the Lab. Call me Dominic." He held out his left hand, keeping his right hand grasped firmly and easily on his weapon. "Yeah, the med bay... I saw a few people head in there. A man, a woman that the Zabrak came in with. Who are they?" He leaned against the wall with her, looking down at her in a friendly manner. Now matter how temporary these people may be, he needed to get a read on them. Strength, Weaknesses, even names.
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Mellik Umarov
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Post by Mellik Umarov on Feb 28, 2017 20:13:16 GMT -8
A small freighter drifted into orbit around Etti IV as it left hyperspace, it's speed slowing to a halt. The ID tags on the freighter read "Collector", captained by a 26 year old human male by the name of Aldross. The young man plugged a few numbers into his navi-computer, bringing the Collector's ion emissions to a minimum. The ship was by no means undetectable, but it would lend to the idea that the Collector was not a threat. Aldross then flipped his intercom switch to a hailing frequency.
This is Aldross Umarov, Captain of the Collector, requesting permission to dock near mondder.
Aldross then undid his harness and walked away from the cockpit to the swoopbike hangar on board, comlink in hand. He waited patiently for a reply.
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Post by House of D'Ordinii on Feb 28, 2017 20:29:57 GMT -8
==Recruitment SL== <<106 PP; S4 Sector, Etti IV, Mondder>> Read more: boards.jedivsith.com/user/1709/recent?page=2#ixzz4ptP7vvRYOne of the things that would surprise most people that weren't already aware of it was the number of high ranking employees scattered through the hierarchy of the Corporate Sector Authority that also happened to be members of the Mandalorian Clan D'Ordinii. If one was to take an accurate count, including the huge number of seemingly unaffiliated beings, they would learn that nearly all the functions of the CSA had been subverted on multiple levels. It had taken fifty years & a literal river of blood. But the Clan more or less owned the CSA now. What had begun with blackmail & bribery altered the flow of promotions in the CSA until the Clan had complete control.The planetary traffic control was yet another function that was outwardly functioning as normal, but in truth was run at the whims of the clan. For the most part however, the Clan was content to allow things to progress as normal. This meant that routine docking requests generally passed or failed based on CSA protocol. Light Freighter Collector, you are cleared for landing lane 12 into Hub 3. You will land at Pad 35. Customs will be on site when you exit the craft. Any loading or unloading must be inspected. Have a safe day.The traffic controller sounded bored, as if they did this all day every day. Which they did. Despite its remote location from the actual core, the CSA was built up as any core world. It was also the capital of two rather large galactic factions. As such, it had the space traffic to match. |
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Njogarroec Shyrkag
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Post by Njogarroec Shyrkag on Mar 5, 2017 19:32:32 GMT -8
This is a Jehavey'ir-Type Assault Ship requesting land
Once he made the call, he went back to sleep.
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Post by House of D'Ordinii on Mar 5, 2017 22:28:56 GMT -8
==Recruitment SL==
<<106 PP; S4 Sector, Etti IV>>
Traffic control checked the feeds twice. Despite the crew claiming it was a Jehavey'ir, the ship was clearly a Meteor-class Q-Carrier. In other words a light transport claiming to be a capital ship. On the other hand, they could call their ship whatever they wanted.
Light Transport Jehavey'ir, you are cleared for landing lane 25 into Hub 2. You will land at Pad 54. Customs will be on site when you exit the craft. Any loading or unloading must be inspected. Have a safe day.
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Non-Com Or'dinii
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Post by Non-Com Or'dinii on Apr 10, 2017 10:49:21 GMT -8
A breif, yet brilliant flash of light announces the arrival of a ship that resembled the Keldabe-class destroyers already in system. It was properly a descendant of that design, but it mattered little. It came bearing a mourning descendant, of the late Admiral Z'har D'ordinii. His loss was... both monumental and inconsequential. Monumental, because no one would ever compare in stature or exploits to the ancient Zabrak. Inconsequential, because the empire he built would march on, continuing to grow as it assimilated the dredges of civilization and molded them into outstanding mando'ade.
NCO moved with precision as he boarded his personal shuttle and headed to the surface for the formalities. He had come to terms with his grief on the journey out to Etti IV, but remained somber in light of the coming funeral. His crew would participate from the ship, they were far to accustomed to NCO's rapid departures from various official functions to think that they had time to disembark and enjoy the world below. NCO broadcast an open message to the world below, knowing that it was very likely merely a formality.
Inform my sister that I have arrived in system, and will be dirt side as soon as physics permits without generating more work for her.
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Post by House of D'Ordinii on Apr 10, 2017 17:01:22 GMT -8
==Z'har's Funeral SL==
<<106 PP; S4 Sector, Etti IV>>
-Traffic Control
Copy that. Your path has been cleared.
True enough to form, a number of other flights got hastily shifted to other lanes or delayed completely in order to clear a wide priority lane down to the planet. A surprising amount of the traffic was mandalorian in nature, as word of the funeral had spread. Many would try to reach the planet if they could, but for the rest of the galaxy, it would be broadcast in real time along the entire Clan Holonet.
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Non-Com Or'dinii
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Post by Non-Com Or'dinii on Apr 19, 2017 15:20:30 GMT -8
NCO's shuttle continued with haste to the planet's surface. Ignoring posted velocity advisories, it made it's approach at assault velocity, though it clearly didn't have weapons charged, or even active sensors running. It was soon past the lines of diverted and stalled traffic, entering the atmosphere of Etti IV. No point in keeping everyone waiting after all, least of all Aya.
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Supreme Wolfgang
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Post by Supreme Wolfgang on Jul 16, 2018 15:47:21 GMT -8
Emerging from hyperspace, the fleet of Firefist Pirate vessels appeared above Etti IV. A backwater, to be sure, but centrally located on major trade routes. Which made it a perfect place to set up a base of operation for the pirates. While wandering the stars in search of prey was enjoyable, Supreme Wolfgang knew he needed to expand his operations. And with Rodia now compromised, he couldn't return there. But here? It was perfect. No major faction held a claim here, as far as the holonet stated, so the pirates, after licking their wounds from Drall, jumped here. With the Deadwood and Icebreaker remaining in orbit, the Corsair and Holystone would begin their descent to the surface...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 16, 2018 16:21:36 GMT -8
The Bloody Sun emerged from Hyperspace and began to fall into formation with the rest of the pirate fleet. Zackkur sat in his command seat, he had to admit to himself that it felt good to be back aboard commanding his own ship again. It had been some time since he took charge of the Deadwood and fought against an Alliance Vessel. He would remain in orbit with the Deadwood and the Icebreaker until he received word from the Supreme Wolfgang that the planet was theirs. Then Zackkur would have the Bloody sun make its way down planetside.
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Post by House of D'Ordinii on Jul 17, 2018 11:28:20 GMT -8
==Selling Stock SL== <<107 PP; S4 Sector, Etti IV>> While it was no longer the heart of the Imperium, it was still the cornerstone of their northern holdings, as well as the capital of the Corporate Sector Authority, one of the largest & most profitable of the Imperium's Socii Systems. For pirates to raid here would end ... poorly. It would take possibly up to an hour before a Rapid Response Fleet from the Imperium itself arrived, if one had been sent. However, that was not the only line of defense in the system.The bridge of the Socii Kandosii-type dreadnaught KAN-S130 Pride of Industry was a place of clean, stark lines. At first glance, many might mistake it for the bridge of an Imperial craft from the long gone days of the Palpatine Empire. Mainly due to the design & the uniforms worn by those staffing the station. A second glance would, however, reveal the subtle changes in uniform, icons & the fact that a fully armored figure stood off to one side, apparently only watching. A new figure in a crisp captain's uniform entered the bridge, apparently taking charge from the night crew.-Captain Drull Report! -XO Taslas Sir, the four ships exited hyperspace a few moments ago & have laid in a course for the planet. Scans indicated they are our ... guests. That the Imperium has invited. A brief look of disapproval crosses the captain's face, but there was nothing to do about it.-Captain Drull All ships stand down. Let them do as they wish. Pretty much of the rest of the fleet was out on maneuvers, so it was a nearly pointless order, but he wanted to maintain some control of the situation. He had a sinking suspicion that the Imperium was about to throw the Corporate sector to the wolfs. After the chaos they suffered before they became a Socii system, he knew where his real allegiance lay. |
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Supreme Wolfgang
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Post by Supreme Wolfgang on Aug 14, 2018 0:22:53 GMT -8
The Deadwood, a Tof Bulk Cruiser, continued to 'patrol' over Etti IV. Though patrol wasn't the right word. It wasn't adhering to any specific patterns, but is was still keeping an eye on things. Mixing in with the background traffic, the bulk cruiser was able to 'lose' itself against the background noise. The Icebreaker, a Victory II-Class Star Destroyer, was actually patrolling above the planet. Being of an imperial design, the ship blended a bit better with the local traffic. The Corsair, a Dreadnaught-Class Heavy Cruiser, was still hanging in the skies above the Firefist Encampment, providing overwatch and security. The Holystone, a Dauntless-Class Heavy Cruiser, was lingering in orbit, keeping both of the Tof Bulk Cruisers that drifted there, in it's range, in case fire support was required. Even if they were pirates, they weren't stupid. Recklessly drawing attention to themselves served no purpose...as least as long as they stood to gain nothing and lose everything. If the roles were reversed, perhaps they would do something reckless, however, having claimed this location as their new base of operations, they needed to keep a low profile. Not an easy feat, considering how difficult it was to hide a Tof in a crowd...
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Supreme Wolfgang
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Post by Supreme Wolfgang on Dec 4, 2018 14:02:20 GMT -8
Once more standing on the bridge of the Deadwood the Firefist Pirate flagship, Supreme Wolfgang mused over his next plan of attack. With a steady and stable base of operations on the ground now, they always had a place to come back to, which was fortunate. And given that the ships they had acquired over Iridonia were barely keeping together, due to a lack of proper maintenance, that needed to be remedied, and quickly. While they had enough equipment to keep the Deadwood and the Bloody Sun in good repair for a while, the other ships were beginning to show their wear. Provided his brother was interested in hearing out his next move, they'd be remedying that problem soon enough, or so the Tof pirate hoped.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2018 15:57:00 GMT -8
Commandant Wolfgang was standing on the Bridge of The Bloody Sun. Zackkur was watching reports coming in from the Firefist Pirates' base of operations. The reports were just a few quartermasters making a report of what rations, and other supplies were left on the surface below, and the supplies were running low as he believed they stayed on Etti IV for far too long. It had been a while since their last raid, Zackkur felt that it was time to raid something whether it be a ship or another planet, he didn't really care. He would however wait until his brother gave the ok to raid.
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Supreme Wolfgang
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Post by Supreme Wolfgang on Dec 17, 2018 9:27:26 GMT -8
Seated in his oversized armchair on the bridge of the Deadwood, the Tof pirate leader spoke to the hologram of his brother.
"We 'ave a new target, brother. Are yer scallywags ready t' raid?"
He knew his brother and his men were always ready to raid, but this target was rather special. It would grant them the ability to replace some of the vessels that were currently falling apart. They needed this.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2018 9:37:08 GMT -8
Zackkur turned towards the hologram of his brother seated in his command chair and spoke to it.
"Aye we be ready fer some raidin', wha' be th' target?"
With that said Zackkur moved towards his command chair and took a sat down waiting for his brother to inform him of what they were after.
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Supreme Wolfgang
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Post by Supreme Wolfgang on Dec 17, 2018 9:43:21 GMT -8
With a grin, the grizzled pirate replied as an image of Bonadan appeared. Quite literally next door to where they currently resided, the pirate leader wanted to shipyards that came with Bonadan more than anything else.
"Bonadan. Ripe wit' resources 'n a shipyard, we'd be able t' repair our ships 'n build new ones."
The pirate paused for a moment, taking a swig from his tankard. Wolfgang knew his brother would approve.
"So, wha' do ye say?"
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