Abraxas Korax
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Jun 8, 2016 22:06:28 GMT -8
Post by Abraxas Korax on Jun 8, 2016 22:06:28 GMT -8
Nothing had changed. Cosmetically the ship remained exactly the same as he had left it. It was the people that had changed. Each and every one of them someone different from whom he had familiarized himself with when he had first arrived to join the crew at the side of Adieumus Matango. Save for those whom who had remained and faltered little from the events on the planet of Yavin IV. Adi and Raven were no different than he had left them, save for the aura that now clung to Adi like a festering disease. Something he would keep to himself until the moment was right, but still a matter worth concerning himself with.
As he slowly walked the corridors, his footsteps masked by the sound of voices coming from a chamber not far off, he took his time to observe his surroundings. Everything felt different, though none of it had changed to the human eye. He could feel the tension, the distress and the littered flicker of hope. He could even hear the voice of the man he had spent nearly every waking moment, since his return to Dantooine's bowels, searching for. As cocky and optimistic as ever, without any restraint save for that of his own limitations. Which, by record of his experience with the Arkanian, were negligible in the eyes of the man. It was enough to make him cringe, but instead a grin crossed his face as he approached the room and lingered just outside the door that led into the most direct hallway.
What exactly were they planning? He did not care. Why they were planning it? Hardly mattered. And yet, as he listened he could only grow fonder of the idea that something might prove entertaining from the engagement they all seemed intent on partaking in. Though he was sure that his intrusion would be far from welcomed, from the sounds of it they were in need of someone of his capabilities. And Adi was in no place to argue despite their past circumstances.
For what felt like minutes he waited for Adi to complete his speech. To finish his diagnostics checks with Gregory and his run down of reassurances to the small robotic cat that he was so fond of. He took the opportunity to step forward into the lingering light as the group turned their attention to the map and coordinates, only to be interrupted by the presence of a massive suit where the Adi's voice had come from. How he had not heard the voice from it's mechanical delivery system, he knew was only likely due to his amplified senses. Seeing, hearing, sensing with the Force had become more proficient to him, and as he watched the man he called friend and foe, he could see the man's aura as clearly as he could hear his voice without support.
As far as the dark sider was concerned, the man was doing nothing but flaunting his own ability to produce a machine capable of only hindering him in the heat of battle. Perhaps he was correct that he could handle a few turbo lasers and mounted defense systems, but there was no way in the good grace of the Force that he would last longer than a few minutes after being battered by the lasers themselves to face off against whatever was waiting for them in the supposed hangar he spoke of. And thus he returned to Adi's question and with little to no sound and minimal detectable energy he slid into the majority of their perceptions and out from behind the massive hulking suit. His appearance unrecognizable due to it's semblance of his much older self, and his aura filtered through an energy of the Force most would determine as an enigma shrouded in darkness.
"Leave that to me." He breathed, fully allowing himself to be seen, heard and noted by the contents of the room. Mechanical and organic alike. It was all that he needed to say, all that needed to be expressed, but he there was more he felt needed to be expressed in light of his friends own negligence. "A hangar is nothing, allocate your other resources elsewhere. I won't need them." He finished and took a step back to linger in the doorway, his arms dangling loosely at his sides and his expression reading a dark and menacing dismissal as he drew upon the Force to better address to the Force sensitives in the room just how serious he was.
His choice of stance was done for a different reason than his initial arrival as well, however. Hidden slightly in the dim but almost florescent light of the corridor was a notable amount of blood spattered or splashed across his coat, shirt and the waist of his pants. How he had come to find them? Unimportant. Were one to ask why he had what he held in his hand was something only the inquirer would be dread to discover, the item in question still pulsing and dripping ominously onto the floor of the ship as he drew in a breath to level his focus.
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Atton Kaelan
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Jun 9, 2016 8:06:41 GMT -8
*Atton had been silently observing the goings on here, unsure of what he could contribute to any of this. Given that he had been quite literally dragged here without much of an explanation beyond "we're a crew of spacers", it was no surprise that he felt just a little on the outside looking in. So there he stood, keeping a quiet eye on things.
He had been about to head off to explore the ship a little bit when someone else burst in, talking about a mysterious set of coordinates and going on about a secret base or something along those lines. Now Atton was well and truly lost, having no idea what anyone was talking about at this point. Or maybe he had spaced out while they had discussed it earlier? Maybe that strange cig caused a brief loss of short term memory? In any case, suddenly Adi was encased in a talking suit of armor and calling on the motley band aboard the ship to join him in a risky assault on a base that was likely heavily defended. Well this had certainly escalated quickly, but it also seemed to explain why Atton had been (literally)dragged into this crew. Adi had been planning something and needed help.
Before Atton could even think of how to respond to this sudden call to arms, someone else was already speaking, telling them to leave the hangar to him. Almost immediately, this stranger gave Atton a bad vibe, but if he wanted to throw himself at a hangar full of Force knows what, more power to him. This entire operation sounded quite reckless to be honest. Attacking a heavily fortified installation with just a few men didn't seem like the most sound of battle plans, but Atton had been a part of risky operations before.
With a sigh, Atton stepped forwards, trusting that there was a good reason for all of this.*"I'll help. Though I'd appreciate someone bringing me up to speed on all of this."
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Post by Raven Alora on Jun 10, 2016 8:43:35 GMT -8
Alora snapped out of her contemplative silence when the Zabrak pilot entered the room and showed them what she had found. The Jedi master's small eyes watched intently, memorizing the pictures and paying very close attention to the defense details. She winced suddenly and closed her eyes, breathing out a small, pained sigh.
She worked very hard to get us that information.
Blinking the feeling away, she watched with a somewhat distant look on her face, as Adieumus stood before them, speaking of a plan. Expecting some assault plan, like her clone commander would suggest, the Jedi was someone what confused, but not at all shocked to see the flashy, even intimidating set of armor fly to it's creator and wrap itself around him. A small smile finally slipped onto her face. Well the cannons were covered.
A sudden chill rippled down the Jedi's spine, and on instinct, her hand went beneath her robe, fingering the thin lightsaber hilt resting there. Her constant eyes shifted to the shadowy newcomer, and the distinct sent of blood assaulted her. She did not need to see him very well, to feel the force wrinkle at his presence. She gave the man a critical gaze but otherwise did nothing else. The small Empath focused for a moment on settling her own emotions, after they're impact by others. So, thinking objectively, now the hangar was apparently covered- and she had no doubt this man could destroy what ever he wanted to. She just hoped he remained on their side.
So, that left everything after the hangar. A young man stepped forward. Raven had seen him inter and stand meekly in the corner. He offered his help, and a small smile came to the Jedi's face as she regarded him. The desire to help- even when unknowing of the full situation, was admirable. Finally, the small Jedi Master spoke.
A very powerful force user is being held prisoner on this planet, and her abilities are being used against her will. She began, evenly. Eventually, her captors could become a very real threat to the rest of the galaxy, so- we're not only rescuing a captive, but possibly saving a lot of lives in the future. I appreciate your help, very much.
Giving him a welcoming smile, she turned her attention back to the group and spoke a bit more boldly.
We should proceed with care. An asset, like a powerful Seer is nothing to ignore. They'll know we're coming and quite possibly, what we're planning to do. If we are not careful, I fear they may try to move her off site before we even get a chance to find her.
She considered for a moment.
Her visions are based on choices. Some quick, on sight decision making cold possibly scatter her concentration.
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E`yame Matango
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Jun 11, 2016 9:32:28 GMT -8
Post by E`yame Matango on Jun 11, 2016 9:32:28 GMT -8
Eya sat there dumbfounded. They were seriously going to war? Looking at her father, she stared in disbelief. It wasn't the fact that he had a new suit, nor the fact that he was helping plan a rescue, but the fact, that he never changed. He left her on Honoghr to go fight and battle, she finally got him back and here he was again, leaving to go do a battle that had nothing to do with him, not really. Feeling her anger return, she jumped to her feet and stalked off, making a show into pushing past her father, knocking into him.
Walking out of the room, she headed through the ship and down the ramp. It was incredible how she could assume that everything had changed between them. Nothing had changed whatsoever! Once outside, she saw a rock on the ground and kicked it, making it smash off the wall of a building. How could she be so stupid? It was Honoghr all over again! Sighing, she plopped down on a boulder that wasn't far from the ship and put her head in her hands. She knew that she wasn't gonna be able to stop him, she knew the only way was to go with on this insane rescue mission.
Getting up, she went back on the ship and headed to her room. She didn't see Zee or Meeka anywhere, so they were probably up to no good, somewhere on the ship. Just as she was about to flop down on the bed, she saw a parcel.
"To E`yame, In Case Of Emergency"
Grabbing the package, she opened it and looked inside. A big smile came to her face.
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Post by Fire Matango on Jun 13, 2016 20:55:11 GMT -8
“Well, that isn't a flavor I've felt in some times, eh what?” said a certain pirate lady to nobody in particular. Well, perhaps to the turbolaser turret she had been sunning on a while back. And for the curious, little Fire was referring to the sensation that had gotten her attention earlier. See, she's sort of Force-Sensitive...maybe...perhaps...tentatively. It's ambiguous, okay? Adds a little mystery and flavor. Speaking of which, the flavor she was feeling made her think of a bottle of rum wrapped up by bundles upon bundles of pillows. Try and figure that one out. Nodding to herself, the little lady hopped off her ship and was on her way towards a certain XS Stock Light Freighter. She just had a feeling she ought to be heading over it for no apparent reason beyond an irrational gut feeling.
This, kids, is why you should never do drugs.
Once she was before it, she stopped at the boarding ramp, and looked up wonderingly. “Sturdy ol' ship.” She observed.
Cupping her hands over her mouth, she called out into the open hatch, “Oy! I say there, anybody home? Does Captain Fire Matango mean anything to you? If yes, excellent! If it doesn't, well, allow me to introduce myself...oh...hold on, I already did!”
When she finished she planted her fists on her hips and stood there, waiting. Decked out in her finest men's clothing, two times her own size, and almost positively hidden from view by the enormous hat.
See? Don't do drugs. For real. Unless you have a medical prescriptions, then totally do drugs. You didn't hear that from me.
Back to the story.
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Loki
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Jun 16, 2016 9:59:37 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Jun 16, 2016 9:59:37 GMT -8
Loki eyed the reaction of the machine as Raxanna walked into the hold, it was strange reaction for a machine to have, least of all to someone as nonsensical as the pilot of the ship, perhaps they had known each other before? Loki shrugged and stepped forward eyeing the machine once more. “I will tell you the gist of what we know and have planned, we still need to make a plan, however I warn you now some if it might be beyond a machines capability to understand. Or a non force user. There is a woman on this planet hooked into a computer mainframe that is using her ability within the force too…” Loki paused at looked around the room, for those with the force they would understand what Loki’s pause meant. “Too see the future…it is very invasive, those of us that can touch the force, that can feel through it, it is a unique and infinite experience, you are weather dark or light side, attached to every living breathing thing in the universe, it is an endless pool of energy of life and death and everything in between, somehow they have stolen her control of this using computers, I cannot begin to understand it. Perhaps you could figure that out. It is beyond my ability to understand I know computers to the extent any intelligent being knows them, I know you are better.”
Loki paused and looked down at his feet, his fists were clenched. “I will not be able to unhook her from the mainframe, I will be working from a trance state to ground her consciousness to her body while you work on the computer and figure it out, I implore you that, you help us, we are at a loss and trying to locate a trustworthy and capable slicer could take months..” Loki looked at the droids eyes, his own cybernetic eye and the one flashing between silver and yellow imploring the need for his help. Loki looked at Adi. “Adi, I have seen the facility they have hidden turbolaser batteries which implies a standard shield. We’ll need to disable the shields before we can enter the facility, I have an idea for that I figure you would as well…” Loki said finally moving back to his spot in the back of the room his eyes never leaving the droid after speaking to Adi.
Loki eyeballed the armor forming over Adi and shook his head. They would need the firepower certainly but still it seemed over kill, then again Loki had only ever used armor as a part of intimidation. Loki noticed a strange figure that looked familiar to him, but seemed to be masked at least to him within the force. |
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Jun 16, 2016 18:23:50 GMT -8
Post by Adi on Jun 16, 2016 18:23:50 GMT -8
While it was surprising to seen Antidar stroll in...it actually wasn't all that unexpected. He tended to show up when you least expected it...and when you needed him most. He may be unstable, unpredictable, and sometimes downright difficult to handle...but there was no one that Adi would want more to take on the mission put forth. The faceshield and helmet retracted back, and Adi smiled as he nodded at his friend in appreciation. He also chose to ignore the smell of blood, and the sight of the spattering all over the other man... It was probably easier than asking how it had gotten all over him in the first place.
Atton then spoke up. Matango knew very little about him, but someone else needed to go in with -him-, too...Maybe this would be Atton's chance to prove himself. As he went to speak, Eya pushed past him, and headed down the corridor. If she was going to her room, perhaps she would find the other birthday present he had left for her...
If there was an emergency, she would be about the only hope....
"Loki, Antidar...you guys hit the main hangar entrance. I'm expecting some resistance there, so watch each other's backs. Do whatever is necessary to gain entrance into the lab. Atton...You and I are gonna hit the three turbolaser towers. I'll have the air support covered, but unless you have a jetpack hidden on your person somewhere, you are gonna be groundside. Someone needs to get a com out to the BucketBunny, and see if he is going to be coming along. He and Sinn need to get their butts back here. Now, the Wayward Son won't be able to get anywhere near close enough for a rapid extraction with those turbolasers, or their point defense. As Loki said, we have the shielding to deal with as well...but I have an idea as to how we can deal with that."
Adi's right arm straightened out, and the plates forming the arm began to shift, and morph into something else entirely. Within a couple of seconds, the right arm had reconfigured into a weapon of some sort.
"Been itchin' to try this....portable EMP cannon. Fires a burst of electromagnetic pulse powerful enough to bring down a pretty sizable chunk of electronics on whatever is targeted. The only problem is that it takes a LOT of power to fire it...and it has a pretty slow recharge time. A shot or two should be all I need to shatter that shield generator, though. Then, we can deal with the weapons guarding the place. I..."
He was interrupted by someone calling from the base of the ramp. No...it couldn't be her....There was no way she was here. There would be little to no reason for her to even come to a place like Etti IV, but that aura was unmistakable....and that voice as well.
"Excuse me for a moment, guys....We may have just run into someone that can help us."
The rear of the suit opened completely, and Adi simply stepped out of the armor. The right arm converted back into its original form, and the rear of the suit closed as Adi walked down the ramp, and immediately saw the woman that had become his adopted sister. Yep...it -was- her! Fire Matango herself....but of all places to run into her, here? Now? Well...the Force worked in mysterious ways....and the answers would come when they were due.
Gregory found NonCom's comlink code in the ship's computer, and sent out a message for the two of them to return to the ship ASAP. He just hoped the Gungan had the darn thing active...they couldn't wait forever.
"It does me good to see you, sister....truly. But I must ask, what brings you here? Things are about to get a bit dicey for me, to be honest...."
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Atton Kaelan
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Jun 17, 2016 17:21:12 GMT -8
Post by Atton Kaelan on Jun 17, 2016 17:21:12 GMT -8
*So there was a seer, which meant that whoever was in that base probably knew they were coming. Wouldn't that mean whatever plan they came up with wouldn't work by that virtue? Raven had said that this seer's visions were based on choices and that quick decisions might keep her off balance. Hopefully Adi had a plan to deal with all of that.
Atton shook his head, jetpacks not really being something a Jedi was usually seen with. Which was a pity since those would have come in handy in a number of situations over the years, when there were places that one couldn't reach even with the aid of the Force. There was his Y-wing, but it wasn't armed with the ordinance that the bomber was famous for. So yeah, it looked like he was going in groundside. Which begged the question...*"Right." *Before he could ask just how exactly he was getting down there if an approach by air wasn't possible, Adi had already stepped out of his armor and made for the entrance ramp. Huh...
Well, it wasn't like he had a lot of things to gather before this mission. He had his lightsabers and the Force. That was typically all he needed for most assignments anyway...*
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Raven Alora
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Jun 17, 2016 18:21:18 GMT -8
Post by Raven Alora on Jun 17, 2016 18:21:18 GMT -8
Raven Alora finally stood up, pondering on Adieumus' show of an EMP weapon. She was unsure how the wave would effect the facility itself, and mot notably Anna, But before she had time to discuss the concern with him, he was gone? The small Jedi master suddenly gathered a very surprised, yet, happy feeling from the man, now outside the ship. But the situation did not allow Raven to smile. She only shook her head, glancing over at Loki with a sigh.
Every moment we delay, is another opportunity for those people to see something they were never meant to.
She frowned in deep concern, knowing if Anna was aware of what was happening to her, she would probably be broken- not for her own sake, but for Fate's secrecy. It almost made Alora angry- almost, and she glanced at the floor, regaining her normal, patient demeanor, even though her patience was in very short supply at the moment.
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Jun 18, 2016 10:29:55 GMT -8
Post by Aya D'Ordinii on Jun 18, 2016 10:29:55 GMT -8
Aya looks checks over some data for a moment before glancing up to check the live feeds. Then she looked back up them to check them again. It was fairly obvious what had happened.
-Aya
Why Non, I didn't know I had a sister.
Turning back toward the pair, Aya leans back against the desk she had been working at. There was an evil glimmer in her eyes as she looked at the pair trapped invited in her lab. Then she paused for a moment as she intercepts a message meant for Non's currently deactivated commlink. Interesting. Putting a hand up to one ear in the classic 'I'm listening to an earbud' motion, she pretends to listen to a report.
-Aya
Hmmm, it would seem your crew has run into a little trouble. It sounds like they are planning on launching a raid on one of the research sides out in the rural areas. I suppose you will want to help?
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Loki
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Jun 18, 2016 20:40:30 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Jun 18, 2016 20:40:30 GMT -8
Loki nodded at Raven, walking away from the group he entered his berth. Waving his hand his bag opened and his light sabers flew out and laid upon the covers of his bunk, he looked at them all and sighed. "For once, I shall kill for the right reasons..Never again shall I kill for evil. I do not forsake my rage. But embrace it...' He whispered aloud to him self as he stripped his midnight cloak and tunic letting them drop to the floor. The four light sabers that lay upon his bed floated up and with the ever familiar snap hiss three red blades sprung forward, and two black blades from the duel blade, he disengaged them and let them fall back onto the bed. Bending down he reaches into his bag and pulls out two thick black straps with various loops and hoops. weaving them over his shoulders to make an X shape he attached one saber to the back, two the front and one to the belt of his tunic. He cracks his neck and fingers looking around the berth, the others in the storage room could feel his anger simmering beneath the surface, barely contained, his silver eye flashed yellow once more before he turned and strode from the room and rejoined the others. "I am ready." He said loudly, as he looked around the room wondering if anyone on this trip would lose their lives...of if he himself would return.. |
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Abraxas Korax
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Jun 18, 2016 21:21:35 GMT -8
Post by Abraxas Korax on Jun 18, 2016 21:21:35 GMT -8
There was a moment as his friend continued to explain the trappings of their plan to the rest of those who were in the room. A moment that he would have gladly ignored had the moment not included an informative towards one that he was all too familiar with. Not one he had seen in nearly a decade, one he had not seen in that time that he was unsure he was truly entertained at the idea of seeing. And as he made his way slowly forward away from where he stood, he made a note to look from each individual in the room to the next, giving each the rightful length of an analysis before smirking to himself and letting out a soft chuckle. Bringing children along for a fight amongst men was quite like the man Adieumus Matango. And like the man he was he was unafraid of drawing out the attentions of misfits as well. Or rather, he was beginning to think that this rabble could be considered Adi's band of thieves; though he'd have called them his merry men if it were not for the various female members of this particular cast of faces.
Moving further into the room as Adi completed his speech and various members of the room's crowd had had their moment to speak, he stopped just nearer to who he knew to be Raven. And though he was settled in the idea that he'd have preferred to keep his distance from Adieumus' redeemer he humored her at the best of his own mental capacity. And once he had settled himself, and his ego, into a semi-determinate hold, he tossed the now un-beating heart onto a nearby table where all in the room would be able to see, his hand red with his means of obtaining it visible until he lowered it to his side. A spectacle, sure, but one that he felt all too necessary for this group. After all, he was not here for the candy and party favors. He was here for the bloodshed, the self satisfaction and the subsequent momentary peace that would come along with ridding the universe of yet another unnecessary evil. Though he had to toy with the idea that perhaps this seer was a bit exaggerated in spite of the various words his daughter had spoken to him of her.
"While my friend here," he started, gesturing to Adieumus as he spoke. "Presents a rather sound plan." He continued, keeping his arm raised and directed in Adi's direction as he moved just a bit further into the room. "And you, excuse me if I leave out the unimportant details, makes a decent point." His voice carried through the various corridors of the ship and to each member of the crew who could have likely heard it as he raised yet another arm to indicate Raven where she stood. "I can't help but notice that there's a rather distinct lack of, what's the word," he breathed and lowered his head for a moment as he lowered his arms and held a rather pensive expression at the absence of his smirk. His smirk only returning as he lifted his head and met any of their gazes with a fairly disturbing look of pleasure. "Reason? No. Sense? No, honestly this is harder than it looks. Precision! That's the word." He raised his hand, pointer finger extended in emphasis.
"Yes, yes, I know I said I was on board, but first I really have to ask." He continued, lowering his arm again and putting his arms behind his back as he turned and looked back towards Adi again for the briefest of moments before turning back towards the others. "What's to say one of us doesn't off this poor girl and botch this whole mission before it's even started? I mean, after all, clunky as it is. That suit could well knock the whole roof down on their heads." A smirk necessary, he left the question on the floor for any of them to answer, though he had truly meant it to be rhetorical. And yet, for the climax of the animosity he raised his brows expectantly and looked around the room as if fishing for an answer. If the humor was bought he might just come to like the responder a tad bit more than he would have normally offered. He could be generous and he was quickly growing bored.
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Jun 19, 2016 6:10:48 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Jun 19, 2016 6:10:48 GMT -8
*Sinina wasn't sure what Aya was looking at, she had relaxed and followed along because she hadn't really known of anything else to be doing currently. She frowns as Aya turns to them and starts talking about a sister.*
Sister?
*She frowns more as Aya starts talking about the crew and some raid, why are they raiding something, that seemed odd, she had no knowledge about this, she focused on Aya completely as she finished talking.*
They are always getting into trouble from what I understand... Raid? on a Reserch Site? Why...?
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Jun 19, 2016 14:33:29 GMT -8
Post by Non-Com Or'dinii on Jun 19, 2016 14:33:29 GMT -8
NCO noticed his sister's shoe rack and paused a moment, before leaving his boots by the rack, and continuing with only the bodysuit between his feet and the stone floor. He did as ordered, taking a seat on the slab clearly meant for large projects, he began removing his armour plates. theses were relatively cheap armor plates, mostly durasteel, with trace amounts of phrik to keep light sabers for slicking through them like butter, but not quite enough to keep them out indefinitely. He needed to get a proper set made, but he kept putting it off, oh well, he'd get around to it eventually. He stacked the plates on the floor by his feet, catching the comm signal from Adi, as Aya mentioned the team setting up a raid on a research site. Figures they'd be up to some thing, with tensions being as high as they were when he'd left, he was surprised something hadn't been blown up already. NCO pointedly ignored the sister comment, he'd addressed the issue as much as he was going to for the day.
Who's research site, and what's being researched? Adi want's me and Sinina back ASAP, but he doesn't need us for anything besides spreading the return fire around. Loki and Ravie could probably take out the entire facility by them selves if they felt like it. Anyway, I'm here now, let's get thei over with. Sinina you can go help adi and crew if you like or stick around, the choice is yours.
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Jun 19, 2016 23:07:19 GMT -8
Post by Aya D'Ordinii on Jun 19, 2016 23:07:19 GMT -8
She was slightly annoyed that neither of them got her attempted joke, but knew you couldn't expect to succeed every time. Aya thinks about the situation for a long moment. Eventually, she makes up her mind. She starts the program before even starting to answer the question. Most of it would run automatically & the parts that wouldn't could be handled easily enough remotely without her guests being aware anything had happened. Unless they where extremely familiar with this type of procedure, a possible but unlikely event. In any event, she should be able to get the pair back in plenty of time before the light freighter was ready to lift off.
-Aya
It shouldn't take too long for me to bring all your files up to date. We will be able to meet them in plenty of time for you to have fun during this raid of theirs. As for the target, It is listed as being operated by Tri-Gorn Industries. However, it is fairly obviously a front company for someone or other. It is pretty small time so if our intel people have bothered to dig up exactly who it really is & what they are doing, I'm not aware of it. I will note that there are other things that you need to address before you leave the planet. Such as picking out decorations & furniture for your suite. That can easily enough be handled after you return from your group play date.
The programs & scans would take another minute or so to finish running. Going over them of course would take a while longer, but she could do that herself while her guests took care of other things.
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Jun 20, 2016 15:08:14 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Jun 20, 2016 15:08:14 GMT -8
*Sinina was still trying to figure out what Aya had meant, she couldn't help herself from watching the woman, there was something about her that she liked, but couldn't quite pick out, the joke still tugging at the back of her mind as she watched. She sighs softly though as she thinks of how she had saved the crew a lot of trouble on Naboo, she didn't really do much, but it did save time and trouble. She could do the like of again. She listened closely to Aya's "briefing"*
Well, If he doesn't want to help I won't force him.. But I kinda get the feeling that I should help...
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Mondder
Jun 20, 2016 16:33:35 GMT -8
Post by Non-Com Or'dinii on Jun 20, 2016 16:33:35 GMT -8
I listen to Aya's brief monologue and and snort derisively at the mention of decor, a simple bunk would be more than I ever needed in the suite, I was never here to use it anyway. I can't help but snort again at Sinina's expression of a desire to help the sorry lot that made up the crew of the Wayward Son. That group needed more help than Palpatine himself could afford. Still, I suppose I shouldn't laugh at her hopes, especially such a noble one, even if I thinks it's misplaced.
Sorry, but you've chosen a thankless and never ending task, trying to help that lot. Go if you must, one of the vod will escort you back to the ship. I'll be along shortly, but don't wait for me, I'll find you when I'm done here.
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Mondder
Jun 20, 2016 21:34:22 GMT -8
Post by Aya D'Ordinii on Jun 20, 2016 21:34:22 GMT -8
Aya shrugs. Truth be told, she had expected Non to go & help the crew, but there was plenty more she could do with him while she had him. Sending a call down to the Royal Hangers, she had her personal transport prepped to return to the Mondder Spaceport.
-Aya
Well, is that is the case, I will provide a ride for our guest back to her crew. Non, I will return in a moment. Don't touch anything that might kill you.
Leaving that fairly vague warning, without bothering to point out which of of the fairly innocent looking things might be the items in question, Aya leads Riso back to the entrance of the vaulted area that served as Royal Level. Waiting outside the door was a mando. Obviously not one of ever trailing hulks in red, this appeared to be a rather normal member of the clan. Breezing briefly to attention at the sight of Aya, the figure nods at Riso.
-Aya
Talarone is one of my aides. He will escort you back to your ship. Take care & if possible, keep my brother from causing too much trouble.
Talarone would, at this informal dismissal, lead Riso back the same way she had gone earlier, ending back aboard the floating juggernaut that was Aya's personal armoured transport. The craft itself would return to the main city & drop Riso off at the gate to the landing pad that the Wayward Son was parked on.
Meanwhile, Aya returned to her waiting brother. It wasn't difficult to have the paperwork that he needed to catch up on downloaded to a terminal in her lab, including the suite furnishing requisition forms because Aya was nothing if not persistent & occasionally petulant. She could have him work his way through that while she worked through the results of the scan.
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Mondder
Jun 21, 2016 4:36:49 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Jun 21, 2016 4:36:49 GMT -8
Sinina frowns and tilts her head at NCO. She hadn''t expected the comment, and she didn't really know many of the ones on the crew. but if felt like where she was supposed to be, her force powers were not the strongest but they were there and she felt like there was this pulling and urging for her to go.*
I'm kind of noticing.. I still feel like I have a part that needs to be played in this... I don't know why or what.. but if you must stay, don't give up on them completely, and I hope to see you again soon.
*She gave him a warm smile, which is much better the foul mood he'd originally found her in. She looks up at Aya and nods as she followed her out of the room and back down the halls. Upon stopping she looks up at Aya.*
Thank you Aya, I will do what I can. It was nice meeting you.
*She gave another warm smile as she turns away, and walks gracefully aboard the transport, the skirt hugging her hips, and she kept looking over her shoulder at Aya briefly. She finds a spot to sit down, smoothing her skirt under her she would sit quietly through out the trip back, searching her mind, trying to figure out why the force was pulling her back. She bites her lip like her mother always does as she sits there.
Upon arriving back where NCO had picked her up from, she walks gracefully aboard the ship, her head turning this way and that as she heads towards where ever she kept hearing the voices from. The young woman still biting her lip as she walks into the room they were sitting.*
So...when do we start?
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Fire Matango
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Mondder
Jun 23, 2016 20:11:28 GMT -8
Post by Fire Matango on Jun 23, 2016 20:11:28 GMT -8
He was interrupted by someone calling from the base of the ramp. No...it couldn't be her....There was no way she was here. There would be little to no reason for her to even come to a place like Etti IV, but that aura was unmistakable....and that voice as well."Excuse me for a moment, guys....We may have just run into someone that can help us."The rear of the suit opened completely, and Adi simply stepped out of the armor. The right arm converted back into its original form, and the rear of the suit closed as Adi walked down the ramp, and immediately saw the woman that had become his adopted sister. Yep...it -was- her! Fire Matango herself....but of all places to run into her, here? Now? Well...the Force worked in mysterious ways....and the answers would come when they were due.
Gregory found NonCom's comlink code in the ship's computer, and sent out a message for the two of them to return to the ship ASAP. He just hoped the Gungan had the darn thing active...they couldn't wait forever."It does me good to see you, sister....truly. But I must ask, what brings you here? Things are about to get a bit dicey for me, to be honest...." |
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