Tyrana Letta-Horica
Kumauri Industries
I'd kill you for a cookie
Posts: 231
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on Jan 21, 2016 19:22:12 GMT -8
Chel made her way to the Medbay as quickly as she was able in her condition, pausing only once to catch her breath. As the doors opened and she saw Tyra and Zadea sitting there alone with Ci'anne, Chel gave a sigh of relief and walked over to the empty bed nearest Tyra, where she collaped onto it, relishing in the feeling of being able to relax her tense muscles. Rolling onto her back she looked over at the trio and offered an exhausted smile. Well the good news is Lord Phantom was distracted by something more irritating and left me to tend to my wounds. The bad new Tyra is that he is not done with us. I fear our luck is running out. She looked at Zadea and nodded in greeting, seeing the woman carressing Ci's cheek another wave of relief washed over her. At least there was one more on this blasted ship that could help Ty should Phantom take his anger out on Chel. She closed her eyes and relaxed further. Tyra, I would prefer it if you would keep the little one in here. I know you have your duties out of this room, but please leave her if you have to go...
Ty looked down at Chel as she lay on the bed next to them and grinned at her tired attempt at sarcasm. She fidgited, feeling quite conflicted. On the one hand, she felt the strong urge to take charge of the infant so that the Lady Chel could rest. But on the other hand, she really wanted to know what had gotten everyone so wound up. Ty looked to Zadea and offered Ci to her to hold.
Zad I know you're going to be in here a while... if you'll watch the little one I'll go see what's going on.... If I don't come back, it's because Big Brother found a new pin cushion in me....
Gently placing the baby in Zadea's arms, Ty stood and hurried out of the medbay and found her way back to the conference room. Feeling Phantom's anger still ebbing like a dangerous tide, Ty entered quietly and just stood by the door, ready to run if need be, but ready to participate in the conversation, should she be spoken to.
Back in the medbay, Chel opened her eyes and looked up at Zadea holding her child and watched her for a long moment before finally speaking low. You have the experience of motherhood. I am a novice when it comes to her... She is a calm child to begin, but she seems very trusting... A trait that would be her death if it weren't for myself and Tyra In fact the entire time Chel was speaking, Ci'anne was staring up at Zadea with sleepy eyes, but interest showing on her chubby little face. At the sound of her mother's voice, she smiled a gummy little grin and chortled up at Zad.
|
|
Makhai Winters
Kumauri Industries
Death, like life is a journey...
Posts: 101
Affiliation: Kumauri Industries
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Makhai Winters on Jan 22, 2016 20:14:12 GMT -8
*The RC-2 Twilight Scoutship dropped seamlessly out of hyperspace and moved into orbit around the planet. The pilot surveyed the scene before him while his hands moved swiftly over the controls of the nearly invisible vessel. The young figure at the helm ignored the beepings from the computer. He knew these were the right coordinates regardless of the navicomputers protest. Deep piercing green eyes glanced about the control panel checking systems and operations. Years of training with ships had tought the young man well. He knew the operations inside and out, something that had helped him countless times in the midst of space travel.*
Thes are the coordinates, I know they are, I can feel it!
*The Apprentice turned his head slightly and cracked his neck. Inhaling deeply, the apprentice let his emotions and feelings guide him. With effortless motions, he lay in a new course on a heading towards the sith vessels nearby.*
It has been far too long since I have seen my master.
*Green eyes flitted from screens to the viewport and back again. The apprentice brought his left gloved hand and run it through his short spiky dark blond hair. The hand traveled back and pulled the hood up over his head as he moved in and transmitted a landing request to the sith vessel.*
::Endeavor, this is Twilight requesting docking permission, over.::
*He remarked over the comm system as it was instantly sent through space over to the Endeavor. The Apprentice had a shudder run through his spine. He new what lay before him. His master…and many others that were bound to make him work for everything . They would force him to better himself, especially Master Ver’metus. It had been quite some time; and he was certain that time had not made the old Anzat any kinder.
He awaited the response from the Endeavor and checked his weapons. Lightly armored and lightly armed, he had little to check over before the boarding onto the ship and back into the world that lay beyond.*
|
|
Aysá
Kumauri Industries
Posts: 77
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Aysá on Jan 25, 2016 5:18:13 GMT -8
Aysa could tell by the dark energy that raged from Phantom as he approached and entered the conference room that something else was going on with him but now was neither the time nor place to enquire. She let him stalk to the bar, snatch the drink and guzzle it down before demanding to know what was happening. She shook her head slightly in disapproval at him and Ferinus, whose growl had not gone unnoticed; both in her eyes were too quick to reach for a bottle of alcohol and be quite kneejerk in their reactions.
Well, as I’m sure you’ve been informed already, we have company. Ferinus has proposed we abandon the plan and think of an alternative and whilst I do agree to an extent, I think that we should at least see what we can get out of planet. I’m sure we could find something to our advantage. I’m not one for tucking tail and running for cover but that’s not to say I’m happy to stand here with a big neon sign above my head either. As this is a democracy of sorts so what it that you propose?
She perched herself on the edge of the table, her arms folded in front of her. She’d never been more serious in her life.
And if I may speak frankly, Lord Phantom, take a breath before launching us into something we may all regret.
|
|
Makhai Winters
Kumauri Industries
Death, like life is a journey...
Posts: 101
Affiliation: Kumauri Industries
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Makhai Winters on Jan 26, 2016 8:58:01 GMT -8
*The scanners beeped in protest but this time, unexpectedly to the young apprentice.*
“What?”
*He checked the readings and the scanners picked up another vessel closing in on the destroyer for which he was inbound.*
“Well, this just became interesting.”
*Nimble fingers lay in a few course correction, and powered down non-essential systems. The RC-2 was now virtually invisible as it was on a new course to come upon the Sabaoth Destroyer from the far side of the approaching Venator Destroyer.
The apprentice checked the status of the two PX-4 Proton Torpodoes aboard the RC-2. He made sure to adjust course to remain within the PX-4’s firing range, and took the approach slowly so as to allow for a more rapid turn should the posturing ahead turn into a conflict. He made sure to keep the targeting off for now so as not reveal his location. He was however unsure of how the Sabaoth would treat the sudden loss of communication from the newly arrived vessel and its sudden course change. The apprentice kept his feelings inward so as to further prevent any others from realizing that another vessel was in the vicinity.*
|
|
|
Post by Ghôsh Windu on Jan 27, 2016 19:04:08 GMT -8
Officer: General a Message from Darth Seth
Kane: pull it up
*Darth Seth apparied sitting behind a large desk *
Darth Seth: Kane I will say this once and only once, Azaia commands with my voice
*Kane face remained emotionless as he sent the all clear to the hanger bay for Azaia mission, his daughter Psi walked over to his side *
Psi: don’t worry father mothers wont kill you ...i think
In the Azaia stood waiting by the hangar bay elevator when a battle wookiee came over to tell her the general had cleared her mission
Azaia: I guess I can strangle him later come on, come on I have work to do
Azaia and her men got on board the transport and departed from the star destroyer to the planet, as Kane on the bridge returned his focus to watching the other destroy on the edge of the system, they had made no hostile moves towards them, but Kane got the feeling they had not expected them to be here, he monitored the transport as it broke the atmosphere of the planet, and could not help worrying for the woman he loved,...
|
|
Makhai Winters
Kumauri Industries
Death, like life is a journey...
Posts: 101
Affiliation: Kumauri Industries
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Makhai Winters on Jan 28, 2016 8:53:21 GMT -8
*The Scoutship's sensors indicated that a craft had left the larger warship and was surface bound. The Apprentice knew tha this action despite the posturing likely meant no hostile intentions, but meant that the ship would be defensive if the need arrived. The pilot seized this opportunity and opened comms once more to the Sabaoth Destroyer to which he had remained on course.*
::Sabaoth Destroyer, please inform Lord Ver'metus that his apprentice will be arriving soon. I have acquired all that was deemed necessary and requestion docking clearance.::
*The RC-2 kept its course to come along the far side of the Sabaoth from the Venator. He dared not take chances, nor did he desire to reveal his presence to the other vessel. The Scoutshp began docking procedures as the pilot swiftly punched in the commands and returned his gaze to the orbital destroyer ahead.*
|
|
Stevan Stormro
Kumauri Industries
Posts: 211
Affiliation: Sith
Traffic Light: Yellow
|
Post by Stevan Stormro on Jan 29, 2016 10:53:17 GMT -8
Belbe listened quietly as the others spoke, relaying everything which she experienced to Stormro via his secure neural communication implant. Once everyone had spoken, she glanced to Aysa before speaking. "Lord Stormro agrees that there may be value still in Adumar. While it is no longer an optimal location for us to build our main sanctum, we may still be able to plant the seeds of corruption and work our way into some modicum of control. However, we must establish the foundation before we can begin building, and thus we should find a secure location to establish ourselves before sinking our proverbial claws into Adumar. Lord Stormro does know of a suitably remote system which should serve us well as a place of hidden power, but we shall have to be careful to preserve its anonymity as there is little to conceal us should it gain the galaxy's attention." The replica droid's eye twitched ever so slightly in consternation as the newcomer quickly followed up his initial hail with a message which potentially threatened to expose them and then made an approach towards the ship. Sighing, she keyed her integrated comm system through the Saboath Destroyer's communication relay to further strengthen their alias before speaking. "Twilight, this is Captain Voss of the IGBCS Endeavor. There is no one aboard this vessel who bears that name. As you are intent upon docking, you will be met in the hanger and I will be more than happy to clear this issue via our passenger manifest. Understand that there will be an armed escort in the hanger to ensure our mutual safety." This apprentice was lucky that Ver'metus had spoken for him, as normally in such a situation Belbe would have been tempted to fire on a vessel attempting to board Lord Stormro's vessels without authorization. However, Ver'metus' word combined with the fact that this was not, in fact, a vessel under her command, combined to result in her granting the permission. Glancing to Ver'metus, she spoke again to the group. "Speaking of concealment and anonymity, someone had better make sure that our new friend understands those concepts if he is going to be involved in our little venture. I presume that you will be meeting your apprentice in the hanger Lord Ver'metus?" As the conversation continued Belbe began calculating the navigational figured that they would need to reach the destination that Lord Stormro had in mind in case the group decided to go there.
|
|
Nel Bukk
Kumauri Industries
Posts: 77
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Nel Bukk on Jan 29, 2016 11:48:54 GMT -8
Nel quietly watched everyone as the group slowly came back together. Her shoulders hunched up around her ears protectively, and she held onto the ornate box both defensively and protectively. It was an anchor, an unthought of connection to her Master, who was currently busy elsewhere. That amount of power... She glanced over her shoulder to the door before she once more looked around at everyone. A new power base would be needed, yes, but where? Judging by how everyone was reacting, there was someone aboard that other ship that they did not like. And Ver'metus had an apprentice? It looked like she wasn't going to be the only one receiving training now. Good. Maybe it would mean some of the attention of the others onto them and instead of on to her. That suited her, as that much pressure, with so many that could easily put her on the ground if she wasn't careful, was daunting to say the least.
The Zabrak only hoped that someday she could stand on par with these individuals... or at the very least, stand on par as her Master. The amount of power he held hidden inside of himself was incredible to her and she inwardly flinched at how... weak she was in comparison. But the others had a point. If he was training her, then there was bound to be something there that he saw. She just needed to find that herself.
Her fingers squeezed the box again, a small smirk crossing her face before it was gone again at Aysa's comment to Phantom. Oh, if only she could get away with such a comment herself. That in and of itself lit her up inside as she tried hard not to smile. The situation was tense, but there was a certain exhileration to it as well. She was on the proverbial sidelines now, but in time, that would change. She was in no real hurry to change it.
|
|
|
Post by Ver'metus on Jan 29, 2016 15:53:19 GMT -8
*Ver'metus eyes Ferinus for a moment and his evaluation of the issues at hand. He took the time to hear out the others as well.*
Well, if Adumar is no longer in our sites, shall we carry on?
*Ver'metus frowns as the droid speaks in response to the hail, he was slightly surprised to hear of this arrival, he hadn't been in contact with his apprentice to tell him he was going to Adumar. He eyes the droid with the same distrust he had of most droids. His words firm and adamant.*
If you think that were not the first thing drilled into any follower of mines head was not concealment and anonymity you don't know me very well.
*He finished his drink and returned the empty glass to the table as he stands, he slides his cloak back on and flipped up the hood over his head, the older Siths face mostly concealed again by the cowl. He looks back at those gathered and nods silently as he turns on a heel and strides off to the Hanger to meet the ship there. When he gets to the Hanger he stands stonely facing where the ship would land, his arms tucked into the sleeves of his robe as he silently waits.*
|
|
|
Post by Zadea Ordo on Jan 29, 2016 16:09:39 GMT -8
"*Zadea craddled the child in her arms as Ty places her there, she looked up at Ty with a much softer expression then when she'd first seen the child. She looks down at the baby. Her one hand creeping around so that she could play her soft fingers against Ci's small hands. She looks up at Chel, she smiles as nicely as her tired body could allow.*
Experience... One of my children almost blew up Mustafar at 3 years old... if that's any indication of my parenting...
*She laughed softly at the memory of what had happened as she again looks down at Ci to admire the child. It had been a very long time indeed since she'd held a baby.*
|
|
Makhai Winters
Kumauri Industries
Death, like life is a journey...
Posts: 101
Affiliation: Kumauri Industries
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Makhai Winters on Jan 29, 2016 16:49:23 GMT -8
*The apprentice furrowed his brow at the reply from the destroyer’s captain. Ver’metus not on board? How could that…Then it hit the young male. The ship was still granting his landing which was odd in and of itself. It was apparent that Ver’metus likely was on board but that his presence was not ultimately known. This likely meant one thing…company.
Remaining in its approach vector, the ship stayed in stealth, only allowing a comm frequency to the destroyer so they could monitor the approach.
The small scoutship glided towards and into the hanger and put down into the designated zone while the adept pilot quickly began powering down the ship.
Green eyes quickly scanned the hanger, through the viewport, for immediate threats or dangers. Unless this was a trap, then they would let him aboard too.
Rising, the 1.8 meter figure grabbed the bag and a slung it over his shoulder. His free hand meanwhile picked up the Advance Bio Stabilizer Mask and donned the helmet. Not knowing what to expect, especially after the Captain’s cryptic reply; opting for preparedness seemed the prudent course.
Walking towards the rear of the RC-2, the apprentice lowered the ramp, but remained on his scoutship awaiting his "escort"*
|
|
Makhai Winters
Kumauri Industries
Death, like life is a journey...
Posts: 101
Affiliation: Kumauri Industries
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Makhai Winters on Jan 30, 2016 20:19:15 GMT -8
*Green eyes behind a helmeted visor quickly scan the bay awaiting an “escort”. After a few seconds, the Apprentice feels rather foolish as he realizes that the escort is an old Anzati standing in the distance looking directly at the landing location.*
Master, I have acquired all of the items and I am ready for the next step in Alchemy.
*The 1.8 meter figure stepped off the Scoutship and briskly stepped towards his master. Apprentice was garbed in light tan travel robes. He leaned forward, bowing in greeting. Apprentice’s face and head were still covered by the Advanced Bio Stabilizer Mask and a tan cloak wrapped loosely around him.*
He will be bothering us no longer.
*The apprentice produced a vial of blood from within his cloak. The owner would be known to Ver’metus*
The sample requested Master. It was not easy, but worth the effort in the end.
*Stepping forward, the Apprentice offered the vial to Ver’metus as he kept his gaze fixed now upon the Anzat to see what next awaited the Apprentice.*
|
|
|
Post by Ver'metus on Feb 1, 2016 16:23:39 GMT -8
*Ver'metus stood quietly as he waited for the young man's approach. His blackened eyes following his every move carefully.*
Good. And you managed to get here in one piece it would seem. No issues like on Gorse?
*Ver'metus continues to watch quietly, he would wait for a moment for a response before addressing the rest of the news reported by his young apprentice. The old Anzat nods as he is filled in. He nods as he takes the vial he held it up the light, his eyes squinted, at it and in a swift motion the vial is whisked away into his cloak from sight. He nods to his apprentice, he did not question his honesty, he trusted his apprentice to do his bidding, if he was lieing he was only hampering his own training, and would be a failure as his apprentice.*
If it were easy, it would not be a worthy test of loyalty. You know why it had to be done. One does not cross me lightly.
*Ver'metus motions for his apprentice to follow as he turns towards the halls where he'd come they would head back towards the conference room. His strides quick and purposeful, but not rushed. His eyes colder then normal, their was much to be done, things had suddenly progressed quicker then he'd expected it to. Upon returning to the Conference room, he stops at the tables edge again.
I have unfortunate news, it seems I have need of a side stop to make before heading to our new destination, Unless there is a dire requirement that I stay, I would suggest that I depart on my own ship and meet you there.
|
|
Makhai Winters
Kumauri Industries
Death, like life is a journey...
Posts: 101
Affiliation: Kumauri Industries
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Makhai Winters on Feb 1, 2016 17:16:00 GMT -8
*Apprentice handed over the sample without objection. The task was a difficult one and he fully understand his Master’s reasoning behind sending him on such a mission.*
He was hiding deep in the Western Outer Rim. He accepted his fate much quicker than anticipated which only shows how weak he was truly.
As for Gorse. My articulation was fine, it was the protocol droid who mistranslated the language. It assumed too much about regional dialects.
*He dropped the bag of supplies on the hanger deck between the two ships. He had intentionally landed next to Ver’metus freighter and the supplies were needed for the next stage of his training.*
Everything I require is ready to go Master.
*He nodded deeply as he stepped in line behind the Anzati. His light armor was obscured by the robes, but the Apprentice’s two fighting knives and two sabers were attached at each hip respectively. His other items and weapons were in the already packed bag that now lay between the two ships.
The Apprentice walked into the conference room behind Lord Ver’metus and moved to a spot along the wall. He remained standing as he surveyed the room quickly and remained silent. This was not his ship, his table, nor his place until he proved he deserved a place to those present.
As it were the 1.8 meter tall man in tan robes watched and listened as his Emerald eyes took in everything from behind the Bio Mask. His body remained rigid; a testament of his strict training, control, and apparent militaristic upbringing.
He was able to let his deep emotions flow more freely in the room as his own dark energy melded with others, and he took in the emotions of those present.*
|
|
|
Post by Lord Ferinus Corsai on Feb 7, 2016 11:34:54 GMT -8
"Apprentice?"
**Lord Ferinus arched an eyebrow as Ver'metus departed from the room. He trusted his old apprentice's judgment. He trusted Ver'metus with his life. Still, were they bringing yet another person onto this ship?! Ferinus couldn't help but feel like the ultimate goal of secrecy was being tossed out the airlock.
The entire situation threatened to unravel if affairs did not progress in just such a way from here. Phantom was compromised emotionally. There were too many rogue factors aboard the ship. An unforeseen anomaly was outside the planet they were eyeing. Ferinus knew the best course of action from here was keeping to the shadows above all other things, until everyone had a chance to go to their respective corners and sort themselves out.**
"I'm not discounting Adumar's value or advocating against planting any seeds. However, I am also of the firm belief that anything currently taken from the planet would be paltry compared to what could be done when the cards in our hands are the most favorable."
**Ferinus' gaze swung to Phantom as Aysa spoke to him. She didn't know what had just transpired. She would know in time, though. He only hoped Phantom wouldn't flip the table over or anything.
His eyes then fell on Nel once again but quickly left. She was another rogue factor in all of this.
To be frank, Ferinus had had his fill of the current situation and desired an opportunity to just think for a few moments.
That's when Ver'metus returned with another man by his side. His apprentice, perhaps?
And now Ver'metus needed to depart as well? What sort of affairs had sprung to his attention?
The Sith Lord's onyx eyes stayed level on the newcomer. They narrowed until they were nearly slits as the tendrils of his Force began creeping their way toward this man in the tan robes. Ferinus was no fool. He knew the man he trained would be training this man properly, adhering the highest tenets of Sith Alchemy.
But this was a man Ferinus didn't know, which meant he was a man Ferinus could not trust or believe yet that he was ever worthy of the teachings of Sith Alchemy.
It was a strange new feeling being in the same room as the the apprentice of his former apprentice.
In the old ways of the Sith, that never ended well for the old master.
Ferinus snapped his eyes shut and leaned back against one of the walls of the conference room, gathering his thoughts and his energy, saying nothing more. He knew there wasn't currently anything on his tongue that would contribute to deliberations as a whole. He sought, for now, just to think....**
|
|
|
Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Feb 7, 2016 14:10:41 GMT -8
His eyes had darkened at the recommendation of him calming down, were that a viable option he would however that was not within the realm of possibility right now. What with the first random added to his ship and the news she brought with her to the ship in orbit that had gotten in the way of their plans and yet there was another random on his ship that he did not know and his psychosis was having a field day with it
Just beat his skull against the corner of the table, separate it and use it as a new chalice, afterall you broke the last one when we took that trip. I don't think we will get that one back either...come on, bone adds to liquor. And you can use his marrow, and blood while you chew on him...just...get him!
Shaking his head his eyes flicked up, his hand sliding back to the slit opening along his spine with the overcloak and fighting one underneath it which housed the large saberstaff and took it out deftly spinning it over his palm and slamming the butt of it into the steel floor, a resounding thud reverberating to garner the attention of all gathered in the conference room
There is quite a lot happening now and we will address them in the order that they are presented. Firstly we cannot sit here in orbit and I am sure you have a contingency plan in place Ver'metus? Belbe is authorized to work in tandem with Wraith and maneuver and set course wherever that contingency should be.
Taking a moment and draining the bottle that was next to him he then looked to the newcomer and then to his brother speaking to him through the force
This new one was brought in by your former apprentice. Anything arises I will want you to handle it quickly. We have too many variables and are hanging here in the open.
We need to get moving, whoever you are, you may set up in one of the guest rooms. Your master will show you where those are located.
Looking around the room to all the others present, he hoped there were no other surprises, he was in the mood to rip apart something. Licking his engineered teeth he cracked his neck and slid the cane back along his spine into the sheath
Anyone have anything else, this is urgent and we do not have time elsewhere, if not then lets get this underway
|
|
Tyrana Letta-Horica
Kumauri Industries
I'd kill you for a cookie
Posts: 231
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on Feb 10, 2016 19:38:35 GMT -8
Chel chuckled at Zadea's mention of Mustufar and pulled herself up into a sitting position, looking down at her child in the other woman's arms. She closed her eyes briefly to feel out the emotions swirling around the conference room on the other side of the ship and sighed silently. I think things are finally starting to calm down, hopefully Lord Phantom won't have anything else to trigger him into.... unpleasant activities that would leave us all dead. She smiled shyly at Zadea, before gazing down at the red headed child with sad eyes before cringing slightly and eyeing Zadea questionably. Zadea may I ask your opinion?
Ty stayed by the door, ready to bolt if Phantom's attention turned to her in a negative way, but was completely thrown off by Ver's return with a........ person. She eyed the new comer up and down like a critic appraising a piece of art before mentally shaking herself to focus on what was going on instead of the new chew toy that Ver was presenting in front of her. That would be another time. Oh yes, she would tear him to many bite sized pieces... in more ways than one. Ty suppressed a giggle at the thought of this before remembering just where she was and how much trouble she was in with her Big Brother and cleared her throat quietly shuffling her feet and looking down at the floor.
|
|
Aysá
Kumauri Industries
Posts: 77
Traffic Light: Green
|
Post by Aysá on Feb 15, 2016 6:04:44 GMT -8
Aysa ignored the spin and the subsequent slamming of his staff into the floor. Phantom was behaving more like a child throwing a tantrum than a Dark Lord taking command. She said nothing however, choosing to bite her tongue rather than rebuke him for being so petulant. Aysa unfolded her arms and clasped them into her lap. Orders had been given and who was she to voice her opinions otherwise.
She caught sight of Tyranna slinking back into the conference room and the look on her face as she eyed Ver’metus apprentice like piece of meat. Aysa didn’t approve, it was sleazy and dirty. Men had eyed her girls in much the same way until she had taken their eyes. Aysa looked way from her to the group then stood.
As you wish, my lord.
“This is a bad idea” she thought to herself. Put a man on the ground; scout the planet, gather intel. Watch before acting. See what could be used to their advantage before abandoning the planet for a hastily cobbled together plan. Leaving now would be a wasted opportunity.
|
|
Stevan Stormro
Kumauri Industries
Posts: 211
Affiliation: Sith
Traffic Light: Yellow
|
Post by Stevan Stormro on Feb 16, 2016 14:31:38 GMT -8
Belbe listened quietly as the others spoke, one eyebrow raising subtly as Ver'metus' apprentice entered and explained that he would be needing to briefly embark on his own with his apprentice. Once everyone had spoken she finally spoke again, nodding to Phantom in understanding of her temporary authority. "If you must leave Lord Ver'metus then I agree that your proposed course of action would indeed seem to be the most sound..." Holding out her pale hand, the replica droid pressed a small datachip into the Anzati's palm once he reached to take it. "...That contains the hyperspace coordinates for our destination; be sure to destroy it once you have accessed the coordinates. We shall be departing shortly, so I would advise against dallying." Shifting her focus back to the rest of the group she continued, not bothering to inform Ver'metus that the chip would fry itself once the Anzati arrived at their new destination if it had not been destroyed yet. "Once we arrive Lord Stormro will begin production of a suitable agent to send to Adumar who shall serve as our eyes and ears on the planet until conditions improve. We are not going to abandon our plans for this world by any definition of the term; we merely lack the proper equipment to engage in the subterfuge required by the increased attention this world seems to have attracted." Waiting until after Ver'metus and his apprentice were able to depart, the replica droid coordinated with Wraith to input the necessary coordinates. With the navigation calculated, and Ver'metus' ship departed, the Saboath Destroyer maneuvered into position before jumping into Hyperspace.
|
|
|
Post by Ver'metus on Feb 16, 2016 20:11:04 GMT -8
*Ver'metus nods and takes the chip which is quickly sequested away deep with in his robes. He looks at his old Master with a slight smile on his face. He could tell the surprise his master had shown. It had come as a surprise to Ver'metus as well, he had for very long just swept himself up in his own machinations and experiments, but when he happened across the wayward soul, he found the oppurtunity too good to pass up, that and with what he'd used the boy for so far, it had been well worth it.*
What? You think I was just going to keep all my secrets to myself for ever, Master?
As for our destination, I will meet you there as soon as my other business is completed. We should not be long. Assuming that things go well.
*Ver'metus nods to them each, finished his glass of Corellian Whiskey and spins on his heel as he strides back to the hanger where they'd come from, he didn't have to look back to know his apprentice had matched his pace, he knew that both he and his apprentice knew that if he fell behind he would be left behind. He gets to the hanger and boards his ship, as soon as clearance was allowed and they were away from the ship he would lay in their course and disappear into hyperspace.*
|
|