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Post by Darth Sobrius on Dec 30, 2014 17:36:15 GMT -8
*Sobrius continued to wander the halls, remaining cloaked, before discovering the presences of a darksider, the mysterious presence, and the powerful one. They were talking, some of it seemed like nonsense, but there was also key information involved: The purpose of this compound, the prize within, the chest and the keys. The darksider wanted to know where the keys were.
So did Sobrius.
He was not in clear view, instead around the corner and listening closely, but he knew he could be detected easily judging by the fact that he was certain one of these presences, the powerful one, was a Whill. Curious... He was aware of their existence, but had yet to ever encounter one. Whills were mysterious beings that came in many forms and personalities, so very few knew what one could look like. Still, for now, he decided to hold out and see if there was more information he could glean about these keys. Clearly the mysterious presence was the one in charge of this... "treasure hunt," of sorts, but if there was indeed a hunt to be had, Sobrius would rather join in the hunt first and ask questions later.*
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Cal Witwer
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Post by Cal Witwer on Dec 30, 2014 17:41:08 GMT -8
Cal's comm crackled to life. Darksaber? Never heard of it. But if you're a doc, I could use some patching up. I'm inside, left hallway, third door.
He turned back toward the doorway, and quickly opened it. Inside was an Ewok, holding a key-ring with two keys on it. Cal furrowed his brow, and ignited his saber, neatly taking the top of the Ewok's head off.
Vile, rabid creatures.
He picked up the keys.
Huh. Wonder what these are for?
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Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Dec 30, 2014 17:41:49 GMT -8
The Wraith rolled his eyes and shook his head.
Not that chest you dolt, I left it in the cafeteria and hid the keys in the compound to make the mortals run around and find them like the dragon balls of old.
Snapping his finger the key appeared in a free hand of his. He totally did not steal the key from Dazbog while he was serving some would be patrons of his coffee. He just happened to find it laying around. Tossing it to the Whill rather hard he hoped to throw it straight through making a nice key sized hole in his body. Maybe it would leak coffee. Or maybe he was like the skittles guy and it would turn into skittles.
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Jemima Sacharo
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Post by Jemima Sacharo on Dec 30, 2014 17:51:56 GMT -8
:: Coming! ::
That at least was something Jemima could do. Following the directions given to her, the girl was soon before a scarred and injured pilot.
"Terribly sorry I wasn't here sooner," she said, "but my Yoda Stories locator was faulty and kept directing me to all the wrong places..."
She began to fuss with her medikit and life-support gear, when she noticed a cute cuddly teddy bear head on the floor, clearly separated from its body. "Oh my word! What happened???"
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Whill Shaman Dažbog
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Post by Whill Shaman Dažbog on Dec 30, 2014 17:54:33 GMT -8
Dazbog scratched his head and paced in a circle, leaving a trail of green coffee stained robes in his wake as he went through all of the robes he had summoned. Finally Xeo tossed him a key. The Whill caught the key, not even taking notice of the force with which it was thrown, and nodded to Xeo in thanks.
"Thanks for finding my key. I swear sometimes I'm just a bit scatterbrained. The Doctor says its all the red meat I eat."
Having thrown together a sentence that did not make any sense, Dazbog slipped the key into the lock and turned it. There was a crack, and then Dazbog turned around with a broken key handle in hand.
"Well that is a bust. Gonna be hard to get my coffee out of the chest."
As if on cue, in his hand the ever present, and yet never there, coffee mug appeared in the Whill's hand, and he drank deeply. Sighing with relief he cleared his throat before speaking again.
"Let's go for a walk. It's been for....ever since I just went around and walked, bumping into people. You're welcome to join me."
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Post by Cal Witwer on Dec 30, 2014 17:57:46 GMT -8
Cal looked honestly surprised for a moment, before realizing that Jemima meant the vermin/Ewok. That? Oh, they're like an infestation here. The loal government is paying 30 creds each for thinning their numbers. he lowers his voice as if telling her a great secret They eat the crops...
Testing her field dressing, Cal nods in approval. Nicely done, Doc! Let's go see where these weird, old keys work, shall we?
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Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Dec 30, 2014 18:02:17 GMT -8
This was what he was talking about. All they ever cared about was themselves. This one and his coffee, Erevis with his dead things and black deals, Chill with penguins and fixing things, and anyone else who was still a Whill. Obviously he was still no match for this one, still edging for a fight though he agreed.
Sure old one, lets go talk about your love of beans while I pretend to listen. I wont be imagining what it would be like if your face met my fist or anything. Maybe you can enlighten the lower class all about proper coffee saftey and... Whill things.
For being mortal enemies he sure didnt know much about them. Or even who was on the current roster.
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Jemima Sacharo
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Post by Jemima Sacharo on Dec 30, 2014 18:04:35 GMT -8
"Right, yeah."
But they're so cute...and cuddly. Well, they do have spears and sharp objects. Nonetheless, the man was armed at least, and there WAS the sound of wanton violence going on beyond somewhere, and now the mystery of the key, so of course she was going to want someone who could protect her if anything. And she could make sure he didn't get too badly torn up.
"Lead the way."
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Post by Cal Witwer on Dec 30, 2014 18:10:13 GMT -8
Cal nodded, and made his way out of the med-lab, back down the hallway toward the main entrance, and the bigger, more obviously well-travelled hall immediately inside the entry door. Feeling like it was a promising something, and might lead to another promising something, the pilot moved slowly down the main hall in the direction of the cafeteria.
So... did you follow the distress beacon too? I'm Cal by the way. Cal Witwer.
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Post by Darth Sobrius on Dec 30, 2014 18:10:51 GMT -8
*It seemed the nonsensical speech would continue. Was this a common trait of Whills? Regardless, Sobrius now had a goal. He departed down the hall, ensuring he was a safe distance from any nearby presence, and decloaked himself; were he to encounter anyone now, he was prepared. He was definitely wary; the number of lightsiders seemed to grow. But were all of them aware of the prize? Of the goal? If not, Sobrius had that advantage. It was time to scour the facility.*
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Jemima Sacharo
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Post by Jemima Sacharo on Dec 30, 2014 18:12:31 GMT -8
Jemima took out her blaster, which was really a stun gun, but was good against droids too, since it had ion abilities.
"Yes I did...I think. I mean, yes. And I'm Jemima Sacharo, biologist, doctor, that sort of thing." She smiled distractedly.
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Whill Shaman Dažbog
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Post by Whill Shaman Dažbog on Dec 30, 2014 18:13:53 GMT -8
Dazbog rolled his eyes as Xeonon's words and started walking, his pink fluffy slippers clashing violently with his green robe, the scuffing sound they made as he tried not to let them slide off his feet as he walked repeating with every step.
"Well, if you insist. I shall make you my pupil, and you shall spread the good word throughout the masses, creating a utopia of peace and caffeine among the stars."
Dazbog sipped his coffee and chuckled lightly to himself.
"That'll be the day. Possibly tomorrow. How long is a day, again? You mortals and your time always confused me. It makes no sense."
Said the Whill wearing a green robe and pink fluffy slipper skidding across the halls while drinking coffee carrying friendly conversation with a Shade who had sworn to kill him and his fellows.
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Xeonon Solomon
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Dec 30, 2014 18:21:26 GMT -8
You mortals?
You do know that I am more than a mortal know right? I died and came back yes but with all the powers you Whills blessed me with. In the grand scheme of things you and I are nearly the same in the universe.
Well technically he was a little below a Whills power, but he was what? The tenth most powerful being in the universe know. Thats a damn good thing to say.
Yeah no, hot drinks really arent my vibe. Give me something cold and almost frozen any day.
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Post by Cal Witwer on Dec 30, 2014 18:28:37 GMT -8
Cal continued down the hall with Jemima, trying doors at random. It was obvious they were looking for something much older than these doors for the keys on their ring, but it didn't hurt to try. By and by they came upon a door that opened into a cafeteria of sorts, which was fortunate, because Cal had been ravenous since landing in this ecological sewer several hours before. He began to root around for something to eat, but could only find bacon. He set about making himself a sandwich.
Biology, huh? Well, Jemima, what does your science-mind tell you about this place?
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Post by Whill Shaman Dažbog on Dec 30, 2014 18:32:30 GMT -8
Dazbog shrugged again, not caring to comment on Xeonon's life, or lack there of, technically. Instead he maintained his godly focus on continuing to keep his slippers onto his feet, to protect his toes from the cold floor.
"It's a shame my brother Chill is not here. He makes delicious snow cones. Maybe they would tickle your fancy."
The unlikely duo of Whill and Shade turned a corner, spotting two people heading the opposite direction, Cal and Jemima. Dazbog, always the first to act in such situations, raised his hands and started waving and yelling, spilling hot coffee everywhere.
"Ahoy, there!"
Dazbog chased after the two strangers into the cafeteria. Stopping at the entryway of the cafeteria Dazbog bent over to catch his breath, which was really just for show. He waved his hand at the man and woman like he was out of breath to continue the act.
"Greetings! Enough bacon for everyone I hope?"
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Post by Jemima Sacharo on Dec 30, 2014 18:35:28 GMT -8
"That none of this makes sense. I mean, darn it, I'm a doctor, not a logical Vulcan!" The girl exclaimed while settling on a clean table while Cal made himself a sandwich, though how one could think of food at a time like this was beyond her. Then again, she barely ate, even when she should.
"Wait, why is there only bacon??? Are you sure that's not a Gamorrean?"
Lo and behold, a complete stranger, very excited, asking if everyone had enough bacon. Who is he? Darth Bacon?
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Post by Cal Witwer on Dec 30, 2014 18:38:57 GMT -8
Cal answered, mid-chew:
Yehr. Therm's plermtie im thr points at the hot-plate, and -- after chewing a bit more, makes something approaching a Galactic Basic remark. Good, too.
The Miralukan's eyesight -- if you could call it that -- was registering some pretty crazy stuff in place of the normal signature of a sentient when he looked at these two. Something was not in the realm of 'normal' with these beings.
So -- just after the bacon? Or did you two follow the beacon too?
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on Dec 30, 2014 18:41:19 GMT -8
Ah how satisfying, seeinf one so old and proud and godly interacting with the mortals. He was actually taking pointers, this far he had only heard of Erevis doing this in living memory. After all if he was to get them to worship him, as they do the Whills he would need to see how they did it.
Yes, yes bacon for all.
He actually did not like bacon, it was to over used. He remembered when people were putting it in icecream. Hell in his home town at the local space mcdonalds they always tried to upsell you bacon with ice cream. It was literally the weirdest thing he had ever experienced before venturing forth into the universe.
I set the beacon off. I wanted to bring people from all over the galaxy to see how they would react. Some with aggression, most without though. It was as I feared. What instinct cant control, maybe greed can. See that chest. Yeah there are keys, seven of them. Inside is 6050 pounds of gold. Unlock it and the last one standing gets 11 some odd billion credits.
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Post by Darth Sobrius on Dec 30, 2014 18:41:26 GMT -8
*Sobrius stopped in his tracks, hearing the voice clearly. It sounded like the Whill. He looked over his shoulder, but there was no one there in the hall. They'd encountered someone else? Should Sobrius attempt to eavesdrop and potentially gather more intel, or continue searching the facility? Listening in on a Whill's insight was an appealing thought, but the nonsense about coffee from earlier was admittedly a bit of a turnoff... No. He would continue looking for the keys. So he continued in the opposite direction; if he crossed paths with them later, he would decide what to do from there.*
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Post by Darth Bacon on Dec 30, 2014 18:45:09 GMT -8
*No, that would be the red-skinned man popping up from behind the counter with a big grin.*Greetings everyone! Sorry, I haven't gotten shop set up yet, this was such short notice, but I was hired to be part of the cooking team here, along with my apprentice, Darth Eggs! *Bacon turned away for a moment, to call through a door in the back room, where the clanging of utensils could be heard, as well as some tasty smells coming from that area as well.*Hurry it up, Eggs! We've got customers! *Turning back towards the people gathered in the cafeteria, he smiled again.*Anyway, help yourselves, and if there's anything you'd like, just ask! Yes, all of our dishes are bacon-focused, but that was just one of the weird requirements for this temporary job. But the pay was fantastic, so I just couldn't pass it up!
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