Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh
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Freedom and security are not separate. To have one is to have the other, know them both well.
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Post by Ja'Sean Tabr Raddekh on Sept 18, 2018 21:00:34 GMT -8
Your loss, Honoghr, seeing how I was to cut you all in on the diplomatic deal of a lifetime. Miffed, Riddick paused more for effect than anything. By the way, hostile action against a person who's diplomatic credentials have been verified, is, by convention, illegal and considered and act of war. I will be lenient, and consider your weapons lock on my craft as a simple, though very idiotic mistake. Riddick turns around, giving a social gesture to the nearest Golan, before jumping back into hyperspace.
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Bloodrage Pirates
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Yo ho, yo ho a pirate's life for me!
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Post by Bloodrage Pirates on Jan 23, 2021 8:38:14 GMT -8
The Spice Spider and her escorting frigates slipped out of hyperspace high above the planet of Honoghr.
The Captain of the Star Destroyer observed the planet below on the bridge viewscreen. His cold, black eyes observed the latest target of Arkan Bloodrage as he ran his orders through in his mind. He had been given very limited orders but the implications of them were wide-spread. The Captain's thoughts also dwelled on any follow up orders that he may receive. He was confident the men on his ship would be up to any task but a degree of nervousness about the unknown lingered.
"Comms, send the signal back to the Cutlass, inform Arkan that we have arrived."
A prepared comm-signal was dispatched from the Star Destroyer into hyperspace as the small flotilla gently glided through its high orbit of the planet.
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Bloodrage Pirates
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Yo ho, yo ho a pirate's life for me!
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Affiliation: Piracy
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Post by Bloodrage Pirates on Jan 25, 2021 14:58:57 GMT -8
The Cutlass exited hyperspace and sped past the lurking pirate fleet. Arkan was not going to waste time hanging around in orbit, the crew had been ordered to land in the Capital. Nefarious plans had to start somewhere.
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
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Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Sept 7, 2024 2:46:02 GMT -8
A YT1300 Corellian Light freighter dropped into orbit from hyperspace. As if in spite of the void blacknes an ominous shadow seemed to envelope the vessel. The ship shot steadily across orbit headed for the planet
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Is mimic a bhris beal duine a shron - often a person's mouth gets their nose broke
Posts: 715
Affiliation: Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Sept 15, 2024 22:55:53 GMT -8
A ship entering orbit from the surface then shot straight for the nearest hyperspace exit and was gone
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