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Sept 22, 2005 18:40:38 GMT -5
Post by Absolon on Sept 22, 2005 18:40:38 GMT -5
Kaida nodded shyly. "Her name is Shettai." She thought to Tai, Be nice to him, and Tai replyed, not so much in words as in feelings and images, that she liked him already for not hurting Kaida. Kaida smiled, for such a small creature, Tai could be very protective. "I know Corellia isn't bad, but I've never been anywhere else."
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Sept 23, 2005 11:22:05 GMT -5
Post by Skye Muad'Dib on Sept 23, 2005 11:22:05 GMT -5
The console started beeping and Kaden saw that they were aproaching Corellia. As gently as possible, he eased Rover out of space. He took them to a different hangar, as he didn't want to explain why he was back. ((Thread shift.))
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Red Five
Agent of Gondor
Every Journey Begins With A Single Mishap
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Oct 20, 2005 14:26:18 GMT -5
Post by Red Five on Oct 20, 2005 14:26:18 GMT -5
The two Yuuzhan Vong vessels emerged into pure space... Kaklyn instructed her skip to take the familier darkspace route to Yavin 4. She settled down quietly and with the comm open, though definatly wondering if her companions would want their privacy. She assumed they would not hesitate to tell her that, in their various ways.
<OOC We'll stay here for a couple of posts only, aff? Or...I don't know. On Yavin 4 I shalt play Luke and Kaklyn. *shrug* >
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Oct 20, 2005 15:23:58 GMT -5
Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 20, 2005 15:23:58 GMT -5
((Okay))
Tyrsis flew behind her, his skip following her's. It wasn't too hard and he knew that they would be at the jedi base in no time.
"How are you Dublik?" Tyrsis asked gently. "Are you feeling better?"
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Oct 20, 2005 18:49:30 GMT -5
Post by Joan Omnipresent on Oct 20, 2005 18:49:30 GMT -5
((Right-o!))
"I...I feel fine. I'm okay, only I can't see." She sighed. "It doesn't matter. This may be better, anyway... I'll just follow you, okay? It doesn't matter...please, don't worry about it."
Dublik relaxed, settling for the trip. This is okay... She felt Tyris, less tense. He's better, too, then. Now...
"Tell me again, please, what are we doing?"
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Oct 20, 2005 19:11:53 GMT -5
Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 20, 2005 19:11:53 GMT -5
"We're going to the Jedi temple." He told his adoptive daughter/sister. "Kaklyn was going, I figured that we could go too. I haven't seen a jedi until the end of the war. Even though I was humilatingly defeated by one I acknowlege the fact that they are feirce warriors and skilled..."
He paused for a while there, not speaking for almost a full minute before continuing. "I suppose I'm going to face my fears. I'm bringing you because you'll help me with that."
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Fear Daughter
Ranger of the North
We will find the infidels. And we will give them agony undying...
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Oct 22, 2005 13:17:41 GMT -5
Post by Fear Daughter on Oct 22, 2005 13:17:41 GMT -5
"Wh--oh! I..." Dublik struggled to sort through the mix of thought and emotion. "I don't understand...what are you saying? Why haven't you--" gone before? What am I supposed to do? What happened? Why are you afraid? Why don't I know...
Yes, why--what!--don't you know? You should know. And what am I going to do?
"She doesn't want me to come. You can tell."
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Oct 27, 2005 22:33:52 GMT -5
Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 27, 2005 22:33:52 GMT -5
"Oh hush." Tyrsis said gently. "Even if she doesn't she has to accept that I brought you along. You know that."
He continued to pilot behind Kaklyn. He spoke into the com. "How long should it be Kaklyn?" He asked her. He, while waiting for an answer, looked back to Dublik and watched her softly, wishing she had some self confidence.
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Nov 3, 2005 23:29:44 GMT -5
Post by Joan Omnipresent on Nov 3, 2005 23:29:44 GMT -5
((Cy!!! Where are you?!))
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Red Five
Agent of Gondor
Every Journey Begins With A Single Mishap
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Nov 4, 2005 15:08:49 GMT -5
Post by Red Five on Nov 4, 2005 15:08:49 GMT -5
(Sleeping, apparently. Sorry. I love feardaughter's sig --she looks so terrified!--and your sig text. Tis hilarious.)
"Ah, a few standard hours. ([/i]OOC translation; a few posts of responce[/i])" Kaklyn had almost fallen alseep as her ship's mind singletasked the dovin basals; she hadn't flown in quite a while. The little she had heard was...what passed for normal in this company. Dare she ask..."Dublik is alright with this, right? I hope I havn't traumatized her." Because Cy sure will...megaintrovert Yuuzhan Vong meet gregarious teen Jedi.
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Nov 5, 2005 21:22:35 GMT -5
Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Nov 5, 2005 21:22:35 GMT -5
Tyrsis nodded ans sighed. "Okay, a few standard hours it is." He replied. He sighed a second time and continued following Kaklyn's skipper.
He heard Dublik behind him, her breathing, her rare movements. He felt slightly afraid of what would happen. She was not the most stable beings and he wondered if she would be overwhelmed when the reached the jedi base.
(( I'm reacting to this as if you thought it to yourself as I didn't know if you had said it outloud.))
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Nov 9, 2005 7:19:25 GMT -5
Post by Cy Otauna on Nov 9, 2005 7:19:25 GMT -5
(That was outloud, actually. )
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Fear Daughter
Ranger of the North
We will find the infidels. And we will give them agony undying...
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Nov 15, 2005 17:31:07 GMT -5
Post by Fear Daughter on Nov 15, 2005 17:31:07 GMT -5
((Ya'll do realize that if I post at this point it won't really further the plot? We don't have to just cycle post...))
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Red Five
Agent of Gondor
Every Journey Begins With A Single Mishap
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Nov 16, 2005 7:27:13 GMT -5
Post by Red Five on Nov 16, 2005 7:27:13 GMT -5
(Ok whateva, we'll move on. Nice Vongish avatar...snrk. We need to recruit more.)
Kaklyn brought her coralskipper out of darkspace over the familier planet Yavin IV, where the sun and the primary world both cast glare that the ship felt as a pleasant coolness. It relaxed her frazzled nerves a little too. She had planned to arrive here, but never told the exact time to Cy or Luke so now commed into the station above the Jedi Temple. "Incoming two Yuuzhaan Vong envoy craft, Jedi Academy."
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Nov 17, 2005 21:04:40 GMT -5
Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Nov 17, 2005 21:04:40 GMT -5
"Shut up and let me get us out of here." His tone was cold and just a bit harsher than he had meant it to be. Boba was not used to children and this one was already getting on his nerves. He skillfully piloted the ship past the outer reaches of the atmosphere and set the course into the nav-computer then turned to the girl.
"Ok one question at a time." He pulled his helmet off and tossed it into a corner. "I'm pretty sure that I just saved your little hide from the Imperials. They would have killed you. Second your name is Areli-Charra Zargo." Boba ran a gloved hand through his black hair. It needed a cut again but that would have to wait. "Last you're Dad hired me. I'm taking you back to him, collecting my money and leaving. If that's all right with you little missy." He stood up and headed for the ships galley, calling over his shoulder. "Hungry?"
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Nov 17, 2005 21:18:23 GMT -5
Post by Cluge of the Grey on Nov 17, 2005 21:18:23 GMT -5
Zargo looked out of his bridge into the blackness of space. It had been two days and no reports from Boba Fett. Where is he? If he's not finding me, I'm going to find him.
The Grand Admiral turned to his subordinate.
"Captian Needa, I am taking a leave of absence. You are in command until I return."
The Officer looked surprised, but grateful.
The time has come, He thought as he left the bridge.
He made his way to the hangar bay where Troopers and officers snapped to attention as he walked briskly by.
I'm going to miss this ol' bird, he thought to himslef as he ran a hand along a control panel, pressing the acces codes to the hangar.
In the hangar TIE fighters, Interceptors and Bombers lined the walls, gleaming. The Grand Admirals' personal shuttle sat in the center of the pad, waiting for its trip. He boarded the Escort Shuttle and requsted clearance.
He looked around his SSD one last time.
"Good bye," he whispered to his giant war-bird as he blasted away.
Zargo engaged the hyperspace with coordinates set for Kamino. Then he opened the private line he established with Boba.
"7891, this is monitored. Return home, repeat, 7891, return home."
He cut the line as soon as it was sent on subspace. It would take a few whiz's months to figure out what he had meant, but it shouldn't take a second for the bounty hunter.
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Nov 17, 2005 21:30:00 GMT -5
Post by Joan Omnipresent on Nov 17, 2005 21:30:00 GMT -5
Areli shut up and let Boba get them out of there. She had never met any children and was not aware that they were capable of being annoying any more than a normal person. Otherwise, Boba would probably been forced to give up and leave her before stepping out of her doorway. Her doorway. Her room. The four walls that were her entire world could no longer even be seen. This is interesting.
"I am not sure exactly what you think you are saving me from." Quite a bit of trouble, but does he know? Probably not. "I have not been killed in five years. Why do you think that I will be?" Other, more important questions were on the tip of her tongue. One question at a time... He continued talking, and she listened, partly, and thought, partly. Now, why should I believe all of that?
"Hungry?"
"Yes, a little." It seems I will have time to find answers to more questions later. If I can just wait...
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Nov 17, 2005 21:40:08 GMT -5
Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Nov 17, 2005 21:40:08 GMT -5
"Well come on. I'm sure I can find you something." He clomped into the tiny galley and began rummaging through the cabinets. There were several packages of freeze-dried rations but where was it . . . Boba grunted and reached deep on top of the highest shelf. Dried fruit that he had picked up on one of his missions. He ripped open the bag and handed a few pieces to the girl.
A series of beeps sounded and the bounty hunter pressed a button on the control panel near his head. A clipped military voice filled the ship. "7891, this is monitored. Return home, repeat, 7891, return home." Boba shifted in his pilots seat and began punching in acess codes and other such things into the computer. "Buckle up. we're getting out of here."
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Nov 17, 2005 22:03:14 GMT -5
Post by Joan Omnipresent on Nov 17, 2005 22:03:14 GMT -5
((Apricots...oh, let it taste like dried apricots! *dreamy* Dried apricots are like...manna...))
Areli did as she was told. Followed, accepted the whatever this is, and rushed to "buckle up" as the strange voice chopped through the ship's hum. She held the dried fruit in her hand, waiting to examine it.
Now what? "What does that mean?"
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Nov 18, 2005 8:43:07 GMT -5
Post by Eisley the Mildly Insane on Nov 18, 2005 8:43:07 GMT -5
"Would you just eat and stop asking all these questions." He chewed for a moment on his fruit then turned to Areli "7891 is my clone number. We're going back to Kamino, where I grew up." Boba leaned back in his seat reaching for the straps. "Didn't you recognize your Dad's voice? That was him on the com." He mumbled something about stupid Imperialists and finished buckling himself in
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