[13-14:30] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Tatooine is not a very "cool" place to be if you're an albino.. hehaheha.
[13-14:31] JOIN: Ezekiel Ladrius has entered.
[13-14:32] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Hench why she is also a healer, and wears a lot of hoods and gloves. ;) ))
[13-14:32] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((Yo Eze))
[13-14:32] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((I thought it was a fun quirk to have))
[13-14:32] d9b45, 'Traci: *claps for sileen*
[13-14:32] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : She should have red eyes too :
[13-14:33] fa113, *Ezekiel Ladrius: ((ello ello))
[13-14:33] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((what;s up?))
[13-14:34] fa113, *Ezekiel Ladrius: ((*kicks color*))
[13-14:34] fa113, *Ezekiel Ladrius: ((nothing really much at the moment... just lurking for now))
[13-14:34] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Nah. She kept that color pigmentation. She just didn't get the skin stuff. (besides, red eyes are creepy. Sileen isn't creepy!) ))
[13-14:35] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : (( http://i.pjj.cc/itisatwilekwithasaber.jpg ))
[13-14:35] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((Ah. Up for RP, or are ye just hanging out?))
[13-14:35] d9b45, 'Traci: but she doesn't have a saber! *sniffle*
[13-14:36] fa113, *Ezekiel Ladrius: ((*s* jus' hangin 'round for a bit))
[13-14:36] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Bite me! I'm too lazy currently to edit it out))
[13-14:37] d9b45, 'Traci: *cries*
[13-14:37] d9b45, 'Traci: *bites*
[13-14:37] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((Ok then :) ))
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[13-14:40] d9b45, 'Traci: O.O
[13-14:40] d9b45, 'Traci: OR!!!!!
[13-14:41] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Heh.. who are you people..
[13-14:41] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*lurk*))
[13-14:42] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((not sure myself anymore))
[13-14:44] fa113, *Ezekiel Ladrius: ((people that rp in here))
[13-14:45] 9c6a0, O.R.: *Chuckle* I came in here for about a week or two a LONG time ago. But I was mostly stuck on RPing in Wildman's Cantina. So I didn't fully RP here. And I still kick myself.
[13-14:45] 9c6a0, O.R.: kick myself for it*
[13-14:46] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : A few of us here started at Wildman's too..
[13-14:46] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((I'm Sileen. Also known as Mavei. Been around for... um... some odd years. Not as old as you, I was a newb when you were a veteran, but I remember you))
[13-14:46] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Sileen, Yeah I remember you :D As Mavei too..
[13-14:46] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Yay! I'm remembered! o/ ))
[13-14:47] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((I was gil-An Lasel in other rooms))
[13-14:47] 9c6a0, O.R.: I probably know most of you, I just have a horrible memory.
[13-14:47] 9c6a0, O.R.: Sileen - It's Fred
[13-14:47] d9b45, 'Traci: YOU KNOW ME! ^_^
[13-14:47] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((And it's "Mah-Vai" not "Ma-veeee")0
[13-14:47] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*bites R*))
[13-14:47] 4029a, ºMazzik : O.R. YOU ARE TEH REGISTERED
[13-14:48] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : O.R., Hmm.. when did you start at Wildman's? Chances are most had moved to Star-Network by then
[13-14:48] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : So don't feel bad if can't remember. :P
[13-14:48] 9c6a0, O.R.: I started in Wildman about..uh...six or seven years ago. SN is another place I'm kicking myself for not getting into when I had the chance.
[13-14:49] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Ehhh.. what other names did you use?
[13-14:49] 9c6a0, O.R.: But I was a BAD newbie to begin with so...*L*
[13-14:50] 9c6a0, O.R.: I think my first serious character was Dark Flame. I wasn't very big back then, just that newbie in the corner that came everyday and no one noticed.
[13-14:50] 9c6a0, O.R.: Then I got going as Valis.
[13-14:50] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Yeah I can't say I remember you :(
[13-14:50] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((O.R.: I'm still that newbie :( ))
[13-14:51] 9c6a0, O.R.: Registered, w00tness, thanks Maz.
[13-14:51] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((Hey Lad, can you IM me?))
[13-14:52] 9c6a0, O.R.: Commander Corzan for the New Light Federation(Created by Josh)...but that didn't come until later...hmm..yeah. That's about it.
[13-14:52] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((First character ever made was Sileen, later when I got more serious, Sileen Tenlae. Had what I called the newbie's case of "damsel in distress" syndrom with Sileen, and even a little with her evolved version for awhile. That was my newbiness. Can't remember what other stupid newb things I did))
[13-14:53] 9c6a0, O.R.: I was too busy table-toping back then anyway.
[13-14:53] 9c6a0, O.R.: I think my first knowledgeable encounters I had with Sileen was in Kingdom Come =p
[13-14:53] 4029a, ºMazzik : Stoney: <3<3<3
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[13-14:54] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Mazz 3< 3< 3< ))
[13-14:54] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Yup. Me and my lil queenie and cat thing))
[13-14:54] 9c6a0, O.R.: encounter*
[13-14:54] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((er oops))
[13-14:55] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Jumps on Sil*))
[13-14:55] 9c6a0, O.R.: Yes. *Was the oh-so-awesome bodyguard person. Thing.*
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[13-14:55] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((TIA!))
[13-14:55] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*knocked over* HELP! It's got me!))
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[13-14:55] fa113, *Ezekiel Ladrius: ((*sleeps on the floor*))
[13-14:56] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((R-something and Tika))
[13-14:56] 9c6a0, *Maxwell Creed: ((There we go. ))
[13-14:56] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Gnaws on Sil's ear. Grr. *))
[13-14:56] 9c6a0, *Maxwell Creed: ((Oh Maz - Would it be possible to send my registration BACK to me?))
[13-14:57] fa113, *Ezekiel Ladrius : ((*gnaws on Sil's foot cause it's just thereand so tempting*))
[13-14:58] 4029a, ºMazzik : Er. I suppose.
[13-14:58] 4029a, ºMazzik : Do I get sexual favours?
[13-14:58] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*cries*))
[13-14:59] 9c6a0, *Maxwell Creed: ((Oh you know it.))
[13-14:59] 4029a, ºMazzik : Good deal!
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[13-15:03] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((bleh. I have half an hour till work *cries* I dont wanna go))
[13-15:04] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Heh.. where do you work?
[13-15:05] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((the Extreme Pita. Food place at WEM))
[13-15:06] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hmm yeah.. doesn't sound like a very exiciting job. :
[13-15:07] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((oh, its VERY exciting. And high stress. I only get one day off a week.))
[13-15:07] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Feel.. at least you get free pitas, right?
[13-15:07] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Feel=well..
[13-15:08] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((no, but I get a discount and the boss lets me take home 'mistake' pitas
[13-15:09] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Mmm.. mistake pitas..
[13-15:09] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((yup. By the time you get to eat them you forget what is ON them. ))
[13-15:10] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hah..
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[13-15:11] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Yawns*))
[13-15:12] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : *continues to lay wherever he's been stashed, moving slowly, ach movement making the stun net hit him again*
[13-15:14] 9c6a0, *Maxwell Creed: ((Now, to find a good George Clooney image.))
[13-15:14] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Haha. ))
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[13-15:17] 9c6a0, *Maxwell Creed: ((Test.))
[13-15:17] 9c6a0, *Maxwell Creed: ((Look, he's even holding a CommLink. *Shifty eyes*))
[13-15:18] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Cheap..
[13-15:18] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : :P
[13-15:19] 9c6a0, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Laugh* =p ))
[13-15:26] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen : ((okay. off towork)0
[13-15:33] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Talk you silly people.. talk!
[13-15:35] 685f3, 'Emi: I'm too tired to talk
[13-15:36] 685f3, 'Emi: *thinks finals should be illegal*
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[13-15:37] 4029a, ºMazzik : Playing Final Fantasy.
[13-15:38] 685f3, 'Emi: My friend Eric plays that all the time...
[13-15:40] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Well.. talk and play at the same time you bastard.
[13-15:40] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Ponders IC*))
[13-15:42] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : (( :/// ))
[13-15:45] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*shifty eyes*))
[13-15:46] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Standing within a large room, the walls painted a captured blood red hue and actual heads decorated along the wall, the top of their skulls carved out to fit a thick obsidian candle in it. The candles burn softly, dancing shadows casted over the walls from their embracing luminescence. One shadow stands with a slender blade held diagonally before him, it's sharp edge gleaming in the soft candle light. He is dressed in a black vinyl jump suit, flexable and lightly armored in spots most anticipaited for an attack to land. Those sinful long locks of raven black hair snake down over his shoulders and down his back, like long blades or knives gleaming in that soft embrace of the flames' glow. His eyes narrow dangerously as he shifts his weight to his trailing, back set foot - watching the figure before him, his opponent.. *
[13-15:46] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *There are also countless other weapons laid out all over the walls of this sparring room, as well. *
[13-15:50] 4029a, ºMazzik : Hahaha
[13-15:50] 4029a, ºMazzik : Scott Peterson got death
[13-15:51] 1377a, Get a Name!: Why does that name ring a bell?
[13-15:51] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Who the hell is that?
[13-15:51] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Who is Scott Peterson?))
[13-15:51] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Blink*))
[13-15:52] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Le blah. *looks towards IC vaguely*))
[13-15:55] 4029a, ºMazzik : He's that fucker that killed his wife and unborn kid
[13-15:56] 1377a, Get a Name!: flip the fucking switch and have a weiner roast of his burning corpse
[13-15:56] 685f3, 'Emi: When did they finally decide?
[13-15:56] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : We all live in America, America, America! :(
[13-15:58] 4029a, ºMazzik : Just now.
[13-15:58] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*Lives in America and had NFI who Scott Peterson was* *Is a jolly well good American, yessir*))
[13-15:59] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : I think I remember that guy from CNN.. they've been spending 3 hours a day discussing that trial for 1 year now or something..
[13-16:03] 4029a, ºMazzik : Yes
[13-16:06] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((ROFL *just getting around to reading V's pJJ board post* He used a post where everybody lambastes each other to plug SoD. V is God.))
[13-16:06] 685f3, 'Emi: about time...
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[13-16:12] 12c25, *Windra: hay ya;;
[13-16:12] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Yawn*))
[13-16:12] 4029a, ºMazzik : 'lo
[13-16:13] 12c25, *Windra: hay yall
[13-16:13] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Wow, who are you, Windra?))
[13-16:13] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*Doesn't know people anymore either :(*))
[13-16:14] 12c25, *Windra: why
[13-16:14] 12c25, *Windra: I'm just chillaxing
[13-16:14] 12c25, *Windra: and u
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[13-16:15] 53c2d, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Great name. I go through hoops just to find a decent name for my characters. BBIAF))
[13-16:16] 862b2, Jason Blade: OOC: hmmmmm
[13-16:16] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Standing within a large room, the walls painted a captured blood red hue and actual heads decorated along the wall, the top of their skulls carved out to fit a thick obsidian candle in it. The candles burn softly, dancing shadows casted over the walls from their embracing luminescence. One shadow stands with a slender blade held diagonally before him, it's sharp edge gleaming in the soft candle light. He is dressed in a black vinyl jump suit, flexable and lightly armored in spots most anticipaited for an attack to land. Those sinful long locks of raven black hair snake down over his shoulders and down his back, like long blades or knives gleaming in that soft embrace of the flames' glow. His eyes narrow dangerously as he shifts his weight to his trailing, back set foot - watching the figure before him, his opponent.. *
[13-16:17] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *There are also countless other weapons laid out all over the walls of this sparring room, as well. *
[13-16:17] JOIN: Emi has entered.
[13-16:17] 12c25, *Windra: well I must go now
[13-16:18] 12c25, *Windra: bye smoochs
[13-16:18] EXIT: Windra has left the chat ( 10:18pm, December 13 (CST) ).
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[13-16:19] NICK: Get a Name! changed nick to Pts.Of.Authrty..
[13-16:19] 51173, Pts.Of.Authrty.: Jedi Commando, hmm.
[13-16:23] 4029a, ºMazzik : 'lo
[13-16:24] 51173, Pts.Of.Authrty.: Hello.
[13-16:30] 51173, Pts.Of.Authrty.: *reading up on the info. he needs to know*
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[13-16:34] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Bk.))
[13-16:34] 4029a, ºMazzik : wb <3
[13-16:44] 862b2, Jason Blade: *eyes everyone.*
[13-16:47] 4029a, ºMazzik : Hey, fuckers.
[13-16:47] 4029a, ºMazzik : Quit lurking. :O
[13-16:47] 862b2, Jason Blade: I ain't lurkin, really, I'm not...
[13-16:48] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : You're forgiven, Jason Blade..
[13-16:50] 862b2, Jason Blade: Thanks...
[13-16:50] 4029a, ºMazzik : There are like, 12 people lurking tho.
[13-16:51] 862b2, Jason Blade: *grabs Tazer.*
[13-16:51] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((All 12 of them, and all of us should go IC. Then I'll bet we'll get more people coming out of lurkage. ))
[13-16:54] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((WHO'S WITH ME!?))
[13-16:54] 862b2, Jason Blade: ((*stumbles towards RP.* Ummm, where to start.))
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[13-16:57] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*...lurk*))
[13-16:57] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*lurks out of spite*))
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[13-16:58] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Snatches Nyevin and Sileen and dives IC*))
[13-16:59] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Walking along some dreary street, a shadow amoungst the twilight of night.. *
[13-16:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*clings desperately to lurkdom* Nooooo!!))
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[13-17:01] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Later gang..
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[13-17:06] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Where are you, Tialos?))
[13-17:07] 862b2, *Jason Blade: ((*eyes his reg'd char.* hmmm))
[13-17:09] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((The main setting. *Shrug* ))
[13-17:10] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Coruscant))
[13-17:10] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Which is where I'm not sure if I'm at or not, so for now, I'mma lurking))
[13-17:10] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Yes, Coruscant then. ))
[13-17:12] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *On Coruscant. That is to say, everywhere on Coruscant. From Invisec to the poles, all one beholds as far as the eye can see are masked menaces jumping about with lightsabres hacking things to pieces.*
[13-17:13] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Meanders about. *
[13-17:14] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *But, well...not really*
[13-17:16] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Wishes he was omnipotent too, and omnipresent.. *
[13-17:16] 862b2, *Jason Blade : *Slides IC somewhere. Inside the Main NR command center, dressed in dark robes, stands Jason Blade. Jedi commando. With a slight smirk on his face, he waits for his newest orders before leaving for the day. Yes, he was fresh out of the academy, and ready to do almost anything to help the NR in their battles.*
[13-17:19] 862b2, *Jason Blade : *Slides IC somewhere. Inside the Jedi Academy, dressed in dark robes, stands Jason Blade. Jedi commando. With a slight smirk on his face, he waits for his newest orders before leaving for the day. Yes, he was fresh out of the academy, and ready to do almost anything to help the NR in their battles.*
[13-17:37] 862b2, *Jason Blade : *fade out cameo.*
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[13-18:00] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: ((hello :)))
[13-18:00] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((w0rd. ^_^))
[13-18:01] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: ((can everyone see my image?))
[13-18:14] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((K AIM quit being le homoqueer :/))
[13-18:19] EXIT: Ulic Qel Karma has left the chat ( 12:01am, December 14 (CST) ).
[13-18:19] 4029a, ºMazzik : How odd.
[13-18:19] 4029a, ºMazzik : Everyone's AIM seems to be...dead.
[13-18:19] 4029a, ºMazzik : It's like a netsplit.
[13-18:20] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Really?))
[13-18:21] 4029a, ºMazzik : Yeah. Mine is fine, though.
[13-18:21] 4029a, ºMazzik : Lots of people are complaining.
[13-18:21] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((PPL ARE TRYING TO RP MAZZ TAKE IT TO AIM OR YOU GET BANED))
[13-18:22] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Hehe. Who am I?))
[13-18:22] 4029a, ºMazzik : rofl
[13-18:22] 4029a, ºMazzik : <3<3 Stoney
[13-18:24] 4029a, ºMazzik : You know what I love?
[13-18:24] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((O_o))
[13-18:25] 4029a, ºMazzik : Tabbed browsing.
[13-18:28] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Tabbed browsing?))
[13-18:29] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : yay aim iz back
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[13-18:32] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Wb!))
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[13-18:37] MSG: Cassius Lafé sent a message to Mazzik.
[13-18:39] 4029a, ºMazzik : OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!11
[13-18:39] MSG: Mazzik sent a message to Cassius Laf.
[13-18:39] 4029a, ºMazzik : Cassius Laf? wtf
[13-18:40] 1d581, *Cassius Lafé: ((*shrugs* Hopefully the accented e will post here))
[13-18:40] 1d581, *Cassius Lafé: ((and it does))
[13-18:41] 4029a, ºMazzik : What's your AIM?
[13-18:41] 1d581, *Cassius Lafé: ((ArterialDevil))
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[13-18:54] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Tackles Ravee!*))
[13-18:56] MSG: Tialos Hethren sent a message to Cassius Laf.
[13-18:59] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Sitting in a quiet corner of the Temple, she meditates silently, seated crosslegged and with her eyes closed, performing mind-strengthening exercises.*
[13-19:00] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Hello!))
[13-19:01] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *does not meditate. In fact, wanders in search of Eve. Finding her in a corner of the temple, he doesn't disturb her, merely finding a pillar to lean against and watches*
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[13-19:03] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: ((yay, it works!))
[13-19:05] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Eventually, she senses another being nearby, and one eye opens just slightly to inspect. Should it turn out to be some unsavoury sort she doesn't want to deal with, will pretend she's entirely caught up in meditating. However, while it is an unsavoury sort, it's one she rather likes dealing with. Her eyes open.* Hey. *Softly, as if trying not to disturb the peacefulness of the area.*
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[13-19:09] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Hey. *looks absolutely terrible. His nose is broken in at least two places, and the synthflesh has been torn from his cybernetic arm. Though covered by steel grey robes, his body is painted blue and black with bruises which he got rebounded down the Coruscant skylane. His face isn't covered, and it betrays his adventure last night. Oh, hurts* ...Hey. I brought your lightsaber. *says this quietly, too*
[13-19:09] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic had woken up in the med wing of his ship, he had been injured in his last fight and knocked out cold for two days and placed in a Bacta tank, now he felt better then he ever remembered feeling. Right before his attack on the front, he remembered finding a set of ice crystals, Ulic crept his fingers to a pocket in his over robe, making sure he placed one in his lightsaber, Coruscant was uncertain theese days and he needed to use all of the power he had to not make the mistake he did before..*
[13-19:11] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Her eyes widen. Leaps up from the floor.* Oh, Prefekt... *Her brow creases, and she shakes her head.* What happened??
[13-19:11] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic smiled to his droid and noded as it scurried off of the med bay, and off the to check the restrictions of the ship, Ulic followed it for a bit as he stepped off the ramp into the streets, looking up at the towering buildings, letting the neon guide his way*
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[13-19:13] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: 'Ello, 'ello.
[13-19:13] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Well, I don't know where my student is, and I was jumped by three...as far as I can tell, Dark Jedi. We had it out, I tried to get away into the skylane, and they followed. I lost my saber. We fought some more. I lost them by plummetting into a cloud of traffic.
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[13-19:13] 4029a, ºMazzik : 'lo Azhrei
[13-19:14] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: Hey, Mazz.
[13-19:14] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Stop another building's top, swathed in a long billowing vinyl-like shroud. The metallic, blackened fabric melds him into the darkness in which he stirrs - ominous narrow slits of eyes peircing out above the mindless masses of people which crowd and cancer this city, dropping upon Ulic. The cowled head cants to the right slightly, an opaque cylindrical hilt dropping down from the shroud's sleeve into that designated hand - the other coiling it's long, cleve fingers around the handle of a refined blaster. *
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[13-19:15] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Moves over to him, hands reaching to gently inspect his injuries. Her touch is featherlight. With a frown and a sigh.* Perhaps I shouldn't have asked you to be more responsible. Why haven't you gone to have yourself looked at?
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[13-19:15] d9b45, 'Traci: *dance dance dance*
[13-19:16] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Heck with it.. I'll sort it out later. Anyone up for RP?))
[13-19:16] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: Mav! *Tackles*
[13-19:16] d9b45, 'Traci: I'd rp but I need to work on my character's profile>.<
[13-19:17] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Gagh! *tackled* Hi! :D *hugs*))
[13-19:17] 4029a, ºMazzik : I don't know. *honestly* I feel terrible, and not just because of...*motions to himself*
[13-19:17] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: Long time ^_^
[13-19:17] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((Hmm, I will be introducing my character momentarily.))
[13-19:17] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic sensed danger near, he looked around before checking above him, he took a step back, moving away from the falling man and grabbing for his lightsaber, he quickly pulled it out but did not ignite it, not knowing if the man's motive was to kill him or not..*
[13-19:18] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Beats color into submission.*))
[13-19:18] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((I am, Sileen.))
[13-19:19] EXIT: Traci has left the chat ( 1:16am, December 14 (CST) ).
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[13-19:20] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((Mazz - Before I bother opening up my mail, did you happen to send my registration form back?))
[13-19:20] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *A sibliant hiss of a voice bleeds out from the umbra of darkness which envelops his pallid visage, drifting out along the wind into Ulic's ears. * Good evening.. *The blaster and lightsaber hilt hidden from visibility, beneath the folds of that dismal shroud of a cloak. *
[13-19:21] 4029a, ºMazzik : Si.
[13-19:21] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Been a bit, yeah))
[13-19:22] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *ulic raised an eyebrow looking at the man, questioning his sanity, not too many sane people would jump off of a building without a reason..* Are you ok?
[13-19:22] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I don't know. *honestly* I feel terrible, and not just because of...*motions to himself*
[13-19:23] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: ((checking color))
[13-19:23] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Tell me ... are you an intellectual man? *Said with a slight furrow to his left eyebrow, beneath that veil of darkness. *
[13-19:24] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *Beats IE into submission* No, I don't want to see an advert for the world's largest online casino. *Ponders* How can an online casino, be big? Or bigger than another? Bah.
[13-19:24] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Okay, da Stone :D Who starts?))
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[13-19:26] d9b45, 'Traci: *is SOOO killing Mark this time....*
[13-19:26] d9b45, 'Traci: he stepped over the fucking line.....
[13-19:26] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic slightly tilted his head and Gave a nod..* Slightly.. *a sense os sarcasm could be found within the jedi's voice..*
[13-19:26] 353aa, ºV : No dramatics inchat please
[13-19:26] d9b45, 'Traci: *flips off v* don't start with me right now..
[13-19:26] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Traci, calm down man. ))
[13-19:27] 353aa, ºV : OOC wise
[13-19:27] d9b45, 'Traci: *Dances around*
[13-19:27] 4029a, ºMazzik : Traci, no in chat drama
[13-19:27] 353aa, ºV : *flipped* :(
[13-19:27] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*L*))
[13-19:27] 353aa, ºV : *Was ontop of her. Woo*
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[13-19:27] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : What do you mean? *Winces a bit looking at the synth flesh just hanging off the metal beneath.*
[13-19:27] d9b45, 'Traci: OMG WHY!!!!!
[13-19:27] d9b45, 'Traci: is that too much drama? *blink*
[13-19:27] 353aa, ºV : *Flipped onto back* I can do it like this dear.
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[13-19:28] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : I sense the Light within you .... so obviously, not. *Taking a menacing step forward, that cylindrical hilt coming into view. *
[13-19:28] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: Because it disrupts rp. And 'lo, Rob.
[13-19:28] 4029a, ºMazzik : Any drama is too much drama.
[13-19:28] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((Mazz - Did you say yes.
[13-19:28] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I tried to get to him. I just wasn't...I dunno. Fast enough? Strong enough?
[13-19:28] d9b45, 'Traci: thank you captain obvious Azhrei..I'm not fucking stupid
[13-19:28] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : OOC: Yes, I forwarded it back to you.
[13-19:28] d9b45, 'Traci: Aww but Mazz, you are the king of drama
[13-19:29] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: Well, then - please stop.
[13-19:29] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ?))
[13-19:29] 02cb2, *Rob: *Waves 'n stuff*
[13-19:29] d9b45, 'Traci: the second one was sarcasm...get used to it
[13-19:29] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*twitch*))
[13-19:29] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Traci, please take it easy. There isn't any need for this.. ))
[13-19:29] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic narrowed his eyes at the view of the man's lightsaber and ignited it by his side and took a look at the man's eyes..* only a little.. *Ulic gave a smirk and ran to the man, swinging the blade of his lightsaber like a baseball bat at his lower ribs..*
[13-19:30] MSG: V sent a message to Traci.
[13-19:30] 4029a, ºMazzik : Yes. Sent it back.
[13-19:30] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: Take a hint. People don't want to know why you're going to kill Mark.
[13-19:30] d9b45, 'Traci: *makes a voodo doll of gatsby. muahahaha*
[13-19:30] d9b45, 'Traci: look I dropped the fucking subject, you can too
[13-19:31] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((Grah. I hate hotmail. Of course it's not in my damn inbox,))
[13-19:31] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : But you said there were three of them, Prefekt... You can't be expected to be able to handle three dark Jedi as if it were nothing.
[13-19:31] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *His own lightsaber activates in an ominous snap-hiss, a flood of midnight blue illumination bathing out over the dark figure. The blaze of opulence manifests itself into a blade, the blade crossing diagonally before Tialos, to catch Ulic's blade on it's inner edge, and guide it far to the right - the blade following up in a spiral motion, slashing upwards horizantally for Ulic's now unguarded chest. *
[13-19:32] MSG: Traci sent a message to V.
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[13-19:32] 4029a, ºMazzik : IM me.
[13-19:33] 02cb2, *Rob: Wow, I'd forgotten how much I don't miss being a mod in here.
[13-19:33] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *Smirk*
[13-19:33] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((I'll have to do it when I get back, I'm being removed from the computer for an hour or so. Thanks for the effort.))
[13-19:33] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*LOL*))
[13-19:33] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *L@motd*
[13-19:34] MSG: Traci sent a message to Mazzik.
[13-19:34] EXIT: Maxwell Creed has left the chat ( Be back in an hour ).
[13-19:34] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Well, I mean...used to...*trails off, looking away from Eve*
[13-19:36] 02cb2, *Rob: Though I admit, being an admin had it's perks. >_>
[13-19:37] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: Like what, free parking?
[13-19:37] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((Sex with J *wink*))
[13-19:37] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic raised an eyebrow as he moved aside, sending his left hand up in the air, after the man was finished with his thrust, he took a shot at the back of his leg, right as Ulic took another firm hold of his lightsaber*
[13-19:37] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *L*
[13-19:37] 02cb2, *Rob: No, and GOD NO.
[13-19:38] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : It doesn't matter used to be... *Lifts her hand, placing her fingertips against his jawline, and directing his eyes back to hers.* Don't think about that.
[13-19:38] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*snciekrs*))
[13-19:38] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*snickers*))
[13-19:38] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((Rob is the only one who still runs! *Scratches forhead.* I cant get it. Is it my cologne?))
[13-19:39] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : ((Er, doesn't matter what used to be.))
[13-19:39] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((I don't think it's the cologne, J. I think it's the junk.. ))
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[13-19:40] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Ewww, hacking is le hard :( ))
[13-19:40] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((He said it was a nice size!))
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[13-19:41] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *He lets the force strike impact, but instead of merely letting it send him back he draws on it's momentum, shifting his body stance to send himself into a pivot - a rather fast one, as it is generated and powered by Ulic's very force attack. His blade comes around in the same direction of the pivot, slashing in again for Ulic' waist line. *
[13-19:42] fcb1c, Get a Name!: <_< >_>
[13-19:43] fcb1c, *Jenalia: ((bwah))
[13-19:43] 02cb2, *Rob: *Hugs teh Jenneh*
[13-19:43] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I...*sighs* I don't know what I could have done different. I mean, I stayed clean, like I said I would...
[13-19:44] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*randomly clings to Jen*))
[13-19:44] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Tackles Jen!*))
[13-19:44] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic looked backwards, quickly throwing his lightsaber over his back, grasping with both hands, he threw the man's blade off and returned a strong attack as his inner thaigh, slashing horizontaly*
[13-19:44] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : What's bothering you about this exactly, Prefekt? That you couldn't defeat them?
[13-19:44] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *Onbaord the shuttle still he's holding onto the modified E-11 blaster he had in his pack. Knows that they have to be getting close to corellia if not only a few minuets out.*
[13-19:44] 02cb2, *Rob: *Got there first, dammit*
[13-19:44] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*bats away Tialos when he tackles and hoards Jen* Mwah!))
[13-19:45] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((*Clings to Rob*))
[13-19:45] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *Hugs Jen*
[13-19:45] 02cb2, *Rob: Gah! gerrof! I don't know where you've been.
[13-19:45] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *Ahem! Fixing icon.*
[13-19:46] fcb1c, *Jenalia: (( *hoarded* awwwh.))
[13-19:46] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Kekekekeke...))
[13-19:46] 4029a, *Major Courageux : There are repulsor packs on the backs of your seats. *the intercomm, which has been quiet the entire trip, springs to life* I might suggest you strap them on. *click*
[13-19:46] fcb1c, *Jenalia: ((*hugs teh robbeh and rihini back* ^_^))
[13-19:47] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *Blinks, he speaks to the intercom.* Whats the terrain we will be landing in?
[13-19:47] fcb1c, *Jenalia : *is just shaking off the last of her 'nap' as she hears that announcement....she glances at Jaret...then...straps on the pack* This is going to be good.
[13-19:47] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I failed. And, well, maybe yes. I couldn't defeat them but, more importantly...I failed.
[13-19:48] 02cb2, *Yun Sunrunner : ((What's with the nifty grey icon?))
[13-19:48] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *His feet would leave the ground at that very moment, him putting his knees up to his chest as he goes up a foot or so higher then Ulic, in the air. But as Ulic's blade would be low to where Tialos' thigh was a mere moment ago, Tialos' blade lashes down low, meant to slash right through the Jedi's shoulder. *
[13-19:49] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : Prefekt... *Gently. Reaches down to take hold of his hand, which she gives a gentle squeeze.* Do you think if our path weren't riddled with pitfalls and setbacks and even failures, it would be at all the accomplishment it is to become a Jedi? To steer clear of the Dark Side?
[13-19:49] 4029a, *Major Courageux : *the intercomm stares silently back at him, like an indifferent step-mother*
[13-19:50] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic dropped to the ground and rolled to his right, he looked up, now at the man's left side, quickly he jumped up to his feet and kicked at the man's back of the shoulder, hoping to displace it*
[13-19:51] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *He shakes his head and walks over to the pack strapping it on.* I hope so. Trips taken to long anyway.
[13-19:52] MSG: Mazzik sent a message to Yun Sunrunner.
[13-19:52] 02cb2, *Rob: Ahh
[13-19:54] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *squeezes back* I failed him. But I told him not to go out! I told him! And he went anyway, and now look...
[13-19:55] fcb1c, *Jenalia : ((*waits on dinner*))
[13-19:55] 02cb2, *Solis Gmor : ((Test?))
[13-19:55] 02cb2, *Solis Gmor : ((Aw roight. ))
[13-19:56] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *His hilt rolls over the back of his hand, being caught instantaneously in that hand in a dagger style, reverse grip on the hilt. And immediately as Ulic's foot would be kicking out for his shoulder, Tialos' lightsaber blade would slash out behind him to slash through the shin of that leg, just below the knee. *
[13-19:56] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *His hilt rolls over the back of his hand, being caught instantaneously in that hand in a dagger style, reverse grip on the hilt. And immediately as Ulic's foot would be kicking out for his shoulder, Tialos' lightsaber blade would slash out behind him to slash through the shin of that leg, just below the knee. *
[13-19:57] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : You aren't responsible for his mistake, Prefekt.
[13-19:57] 4029a, ºGM : Test.
[13-19:57] fcb1c, *Jenalia : ((who went out?))
[13-19:58] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Directs Jen to the logs of last night*))
[13-19:58] 4029a, ºGM : Test test.
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[13-19:59] d9b45, 'Traci: *dances around
[13-20:00] 02cb2, *Rob: *Eyes Memories board*Right... I'm getting rid of that post.
[13-20:01] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic tried to recall his leg, seeing the man's fluid movements, he was partially successful as his leg started to burn as he looked down, the man's lightsaber had burnt partially to his front bone, still enough he could overcome the pain to lean on. Ulic took out his other lightsaber, this one half the size of his other, holding it upside down as he ignited it and horiontaly slashed with his left, shorter blade, and verticaly down the man's back with his rightr handed blade*
[13-20:01] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I could have made him stay in...*shrugs, face sinking deeper into a frown* I could have fought harder...I could have...*sighs*
[13-20:04] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Shakes her head.* No. I know you. I know you would have fought as hard as you could. Unfortunately, these things happen...
[13-20:04] 02cb2, *Rob: *Dusts off hands*There, no more melodrama.
[13-20:05] d9b45, 'Traci: *hops around while she thinks of something to do for a profile*
[13-20:05] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Wouldn't have stayed there, with his back open to his opponent. Would have spun back around with the slash, and upon it missing it's mark to it's full avail, would be facing Ulic during the time of his succession of attacks. Another hilt drops into his free hand, while his current blade spun up diagonally - meant to catch Ulic's shorter blade, as well as his other blade, both on opposite edges. Channels force energies into that arm to give him the power to hold both of Ulic's blades in that lock, while he immediately ignites that other blade - the full sized midnight blade lightsaber blade igniting, and extending out in an angle that would drive the blade right into Ulic's solar plexus. *
[13-20:06] 5a694, *Keph Serinus : OOC: Hm.
[13-20:08] 9a786, Ulic Qel Karma: *Ulic looked the man in the eye, his arms were tied and so were his, he lifted up his leg slowly and kicked at the man's lower mid section.*
[13-20:08] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *The scene fades out. *
[13-20:08] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((I remember Keph))
[13-20:09] 5a694, *Keph Serinus : OOC: I remember Sileen.
[13-20:09] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : It's just hard. I'll...go. I don't want to bother you by complaining all night.
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[13-20:09] fcb1c, *Jenalia : ((o_o))
[13-20:10] 353aa, ºNarrator : OOC: *Flex*
[13-20:10] d9b45, 'Traci: ...
[13-20:10] 4029a, *Major Courageux : Three minutes.
[13-20:10] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : Don't be ridiculous. Come on, let's go get you patched up.
[13-20:12] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *Reaches out to his pack he grabs one of them and hands it off to Jenalia.* Good luck. Oh and on a side note...dont use the force while we're down there. They might be able to sense it.
[13-20:12] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *There are many, many, streets, stores, and whathaveye in Coruscant. With many many people to populate them. As such, one young woman, with her jacket's hood pulled up to sheild her head, gloved hands tucked into her pockets, wouldn't stand out one bit. At least, wouldn't stand out unless one had the Force as their alley...*
[13-20:13] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : How do you do it, Eve? *lazily pushes off the pillar and begins toward the med-center...slowly*
[13-20:13] fcb1c, *Jenalia : I know. *takes the pack....quirking a brow at him...then kinda staying quiet*
[13-20:14] d9b45, 'Traci: btw, thanks for the pic sileen ^_^
[13-20:14] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *on a random street, before a random store, at a sight not too far from the jedi hang out... is the Healer, standing at the side of the walkway, staring upward with the look of wonderment... obviously, a person foreign to Coruscant amazed by the size of the skyscrapers*
[13-20:14] 353aa, ºNarrator : OOC: *Getting colour change*
[13-20:14] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *He slips his pack on over his repulsor pack, offering Jenalia a smile.* It'll be just fine.
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[13-20:15] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Stands upon the corner of one particular market square, snarling angrily at the merchant. His temper flares, a distinct and powerful spark both physically and mentally, as Nyevin fitfully overturns the table of scrap the merchant has laid out, dumping components and miscellaneous trinkets everywhere* Ten credits for a SNOWCONE!? I SHALL HAVE YOUR HEAD!!
[13-20:15] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *Test*
[13-20:15] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : What do you mean? Do what? *Carefully watches as he moves.*
[13-20:16] 02cb2, *Rob: Is it a yellow snowcone?
[13-20:16] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *Test*
[13-20:16] fcb1c, *Jenalia : Are you reassuring me or yourself? *half smirk*
[13-20:16] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Put up with me.
[13-20:16] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *Test*
[13-20:16] 4029a, *Major Courageux : Two minutes. Please report to the escape pods.
[13-20:17] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *... oh, she knew that voice. A slight smile tugs at her lips, as she lowers her indigo eyes from her county bumpkin staring, to look across to the screaming alien. After a breif pause, she begins to head towards the scene*
[13-20:17] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *He looks at her not saying a word. Leaving the question unanswered as he moves to one of the escape pods taking a seat.*
[13-20:18] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((If it indulges your imagination even in the slightest Rob, then yes, it's the deepest and most lemony hue of yellow.))
[13-20:18] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *Test*
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[13-20:19] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*Yay for showmanship*)) AND THESE CAPACITORS ARE SCUFFED! *holds a random component to the startled vendor's nose, his voice unstable, shaky*
[13-20:19] 02cb2, *Rob: Ew.
[13-20:19] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((Bad J bad J whatchoo gonna do? Whatchoo gonna do when he comes for you))
[13-20:19] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((*thrusty dance*))
[13-20:20] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : It's not as hard as you'd think.
[13-20:21] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Oh? Because I imagine it to be nigh-impossible.
[13-20:21] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ... Calm down, Nyevin? *about then is when she pulls along side the alien, looking up at him8
[13-20:22] 4029a, *Major Courageux : One minute. Please enter and seal the escape pods.
[13-20:22] fcb1c, *Jenalia : *moves off to her pod*
[13-20:22] 4029a, *Major Courageux : Do remember your gear.
[13-20:23] 4029a, *Major Courageux : And thank you for flying Infiltration Starlines. *chuckle*
[13-20:23] fcb1c, *Jenalia : *has her gear*
[13-20:24] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : Oh you think you're fu- *Pod shuts and cuts off his sentance. Has his gear with him. Ready.*
[13-20:24] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Reaches his hands out wildly for the man's throat, but immediately halts as he hears his name and the accompanying voice behind it* Odd....I thought I left my name tag at home today. *snarls once more, continuing his grab at the vendor, throttling the man a bit, possibly provoking a stunned reaction from the crowd*
[13-20:25] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Shrugs lightly as they walk.* I think that I just see the good in you better than anyone else can. Including yourself. Even when you were... Even back then, there was a goodness in your eyes when you looked at me. I just feel I know your capacity for doing the right thing. And knowing that makes any occasional... incident... something I can deal with.
[13-20:26] 353aa, ºNarrator : OOC: Test
[13-20:28] 353aa, ºNarrator : Corellia, Corellian System, Core World. Ne'Kressis Held Territory
[13-20:29] fcb1c, *Jenalia : *also sealed the pod....btw*
[13-20:29] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Nyevin... put the nice man down before I remove your ability to use your arms. *eyes him, pondering weither or not to go for her blaster*
[13-20:32] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Mistress Tenlae..is...is that you? *Still groping the man by the neck, but his spirit seems to have calmed, as if not remembering he's still holding anything as he turns his head to face her* What...what are you doing here?
[13-20:32] 4029a, *Major Courageux : Thirty seconds. Your instructions are as follows: One minute after the escape pod launches, press the black button on the left hand side of the pod. You'll know what to do after that. Fifteen seconds. Remember what you are here to do. Ten seconds. Scared? Don't be. Your Republic has called...you have answered. May the Force be with you. Two. One. Reverting. *a flicker of pseudo-motion that neither of them can see, and the sleek infiltration shuttle exits the blue-white swirl of hyperspace. In the cockpit, the pilot feverishly works over the controls, making sure everything is in place -- he's already made peace with this mission; he knew that, when he accepted it, he wasn't going to come back. Wasn't going to see his family again. Such is the cost of valor.* For the Republic.
[13-20:33] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I'm sorry, Eve. *shakes his head* I'm sorry that I'm...that your friends don't think I'm good enough. I'm sorry that I'm an embarrassment.
[13-20:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Asking you to put the nice man down, for starters *an amused twinkle glints through those indigo eyes* Please put him down?
[13-20:35] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Stops moving, this conversation far too important to be exchanged whilst strolling the halls. Looks at him quite seriously.* When I say that it bothers me that they don't think you're good enough, I don't mean that it bothers me that you're not living up to their expectations. It bothers me that they aren't able to see what I see in you.
[13-20:36] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *He closes his eyes, saying a quiet prayer for the pilots family then hovers his hand over the black button. Its go time now. He's put his game face on and pushed all thoughts of his family to the back of his mind. Only the mission matters.*
[13-20:37] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Yes, of course...sorry. *Throws the man to the ground roughly, and he most likely skitters away or similar* Usually you're on Tatooine, are you not?
[13-20:38] fcb1c, *Jenalia : *Her palm is also hovering over the button...her eyes their clearest midnight blue. her mind focused. she waits...watching the time. gears up*
[13-20:39] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I try. *doesn't look at Eve, instead ripping the ruined synthflesh from his hand* I just fail. A lot.
[13-20:40] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Tatooine is where I was born and raised, and this is my first time away fromt he planet, yes.
[13-20:40] 4029a, *Major Courageux : *setting a course dead-at the planet, the pilot moves the throttle to max. Red-white engines flare, the ship seems to shudder with joy, and the ship accelerates through the emptiness of space*
[13-20:40] 353aa, ºNarrator : *Corellia is left as many would remember it from space. The scars of battle clear from what must have been some scourging of cities. Their must have been some sort of bombardment, but right now how or what is of no concern. The traffic of the Corellian system is eeriely quiet - at least half a dozen Star Destroyer analog vessels, yet most are modified with embedded Nekressis' technology. Dozens of cargo ships and Eclipse vessels parade within the traffic lanes, offering their cargo of sacrifices to their God's. Plundering in their rightful zeal. Upon sensors, only three Nekressis Shalein Cruisers and six Fhalein Frigates show up - all in various positions around Corellia - two of the cruisers forming the beginnings of a corridor to the planet, ever watching over the horde of inferior ships that descend to the planet. NRI intel was wrong. The Corellia system is chaotic, yet in a strange order of subservance to the arachnid invaders.*
[13-20:45] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : I thought we already went over how this isn't something that's easy. *Wry smile, as she tries to ignore the synthflesh ripping.*
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[13-20:46] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Wrong about what?)) Mh, I trust you were suitably overwhelmed by the view the first time around..? I was overwhelmed when I first saw it as a young boy, though more because I could feel all of the lifeforms, in once sense or another..*glances up at the overhead traffic a bit, surveying the pinpricks of light in a dizzying clockwork order*
[13-20:49] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Yes.. I'm not over being overwhelmed either. The crush of so many people is... eerie. What brings you here?
[13-20:49] 4029a, *Major Courageux : *simultaneously hits the "record" and "transmit" buttons on his control panel. Drives toward the planet, engines working hard enough to threaten a reactor overload. The transponder, if read, proudly boasts membership to the Aurora Coalition -- dead enemy of the Ne'Kressi Imperium. The weapons on the ship aren't even online -- their power being bled into the engines. Same goes with the shields*
[13-20:52] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *realizes what he's doing and stops immediately, cheeks flushing red* ...Sorry. I know. I'll try and stop being so...down.
[13-20:54] 353aa, ºNarrator : *The Corellian and Rimma Trade Routes are still getting used by the Ne'Kressis. Screams echo through the force from the torture and sacrifices upon the planet itself - the religious practices of the Eclipse are greatly enjoyed by their Gods. None of the Nekressis ships move, or even seem to notice the Aurora Coalition shuttle. Neither do the Directorate - although it's obvious they do know, as their sensors are detected on their less than passive state, scanning the ship. They must know something that others don't. The Eclipse however are not quite as mysterious - the fighters and attack craft of their various smaller vessels launching en masse in a wave of fanatical drive to reach and claim glory for the 'kill' of any craft that will rightfully denounce their masters.*
[13-20:54] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : The Jedi. I have sworn to protect them, damned though I am by the religion I once held as my own. But it's not so tragic as it sounds...it's really rather exciting, being a vangaurd of one of the most hunted orders in the galaxy..
[13-20:55] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : How about you doin't try anything right now, hmm? *Starts towards the med bay again.* Let's just get you fixed up.
[13-20:55] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ... Oh. *blink* *blink blink* Jedi are being hunted? Why?
[13-20:56] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : The usual. Fanatical affiliation of Jedi haters, a story told probably before Jedi themselves existed, if that's even possible.
[13-20:56] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Okay. I can do that. *falls into step beside her* You're such a beautiful person.
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[13-20:57] 4029a, *Major Courageux : *powers relentlessly toward the planet, warning klaxons on the ship going off to warn of an impending reactor overload. Almost there...*
[13-20:59] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *His eyes snap open as the Klaxons go off. His eyes quickly move from one side of the pod to the other before he forces his emotions and fears to the back of his mind.*
[13-20:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Oh. The usual then *nod*
[13-21:00] f64bf, *Jenalia : *her features turn to a frown as she hears this...but there's really nothing she can do now. she waits, still*
[13-21:01] 353aa, ºNarrator : *Then they appear. They were waiting for several things - the shuttle to enter the gravity well of Corellia itself, and/or the drawing of the short straw to which ship has the honour. The shimmering black tendrilled form of a Shalein cruiser exiting phase space and coming up in a sweep along space to tail the shuttle, it's speed known well by now to be fast enough. Yet it's opening fire is nothing fancy, nor destructive. It's the sharp application of a net with its beam weapons - a perfect analogy would be that of a spiders web being instantly spun before the shuttle. With it being the fly.*
[13-21:02] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Did I miss moth?))
[13-21:03] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Yes. I ate him))
[13-21:03] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Yes. I ate him))
[13-21:03] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((twice, apparently))
[13-21:03] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Goes all red at the compliment, looking down at the floor.* That's sweet of you to say.
[13-21:04] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : The Ne'kressis have stepped up their efforts...but not too much so for a valiantly ignoble Kel-Dor to thwart them. *Affixes a stern look to Sileen* You should be with the Jedi. It's safer for Force users to travel in numbers...if they stand alone, isolated, they'll be picked off by fanatics, one by one...
[13-21:06] 4029a, *Major Courageux : *then, the shaped charges that line the starboard side of the ship go off, rocking the ship with massive explosions. This has the effect of readjusting the course of the ship far faster than any attitude control or any yanking or pushing on the control stick. The ship goes into a harsh, uncontrolled spin; the artificial gravity generators shut off; then, at the last moment, the port side of the ship explodes, much like the starboard side. This has the effect of rolling the ship back the other way, away from any fire that may have been loosed at the rolling -- and presumed dead -- ship. Working the throttle only, he points the nose of the ship at Corellia and dives*
[13-21:06] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I know.. I know... *sighs softly, as she idly smooths back her hair, accidently knocking her hood back with the gesture* That's actually why I'm here. I'm just... sight seeing before I approach the order. Besides, I figured on these streets, no one could possibly find me
[13-21:06] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I know.. I know... *sighs softly, as she idly smooths back her hair, accidently knocking her hood back with the gesture* That's actually why I'm here. I'm just... sight seeing before I approach the order. Besides, I figured on these streets, no one could possibly find me
[13-21:09] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *WOAH. Centrifugal force as he's pushed along the side of the escape pod.*
[13-21:09] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : aww I missed the mothy *pouts*
[13-21:09] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : ()
[13-21:10] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*RaE* What?))
[13-21:10] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: Earlier today had signified the grand opening of yet another tall skyscraping land mark on Coruscant's surface. It had just recently been erected, standing high above the majority of the buildings surrounding it for a good few miles, so it's shiny plated surface caused it to stand off even more. The side of the building sported a massive mettalic symbol, in the shape of an 'N' and a 'T,' woven carefully together to provide the industries main logo. It stood for NovaTech Industries, an industry newly risen on Coruscant, but had risen quite quickly in it's popularity in many other systems. Even Coruscant had been flooded with it's products well before it had established it's new headquarters there. As far as the products went, if you owned any form of technological, regular, everyday, common household items that was in the form of some gadget to make life easier, chances are it also sported the NovaTech logo somewhere. Items as regular as a JavaBrewer MX™ and Automatic Clean System™ all the way up to home security devices such as the OmniSensor™ chances are that it sported a tiny NovaTech logo on it somewhere. Even though they sold enough of these common gizmos and gadgets to fill a small fleet of cargo ships, it was not where NovaTech earned it's real money. NovaTech Industries was also the provider for a good deal of items that were more military based. New technology that provided for both full scale armies right down to a single person was being shelled out everyday. Rumor had it, that if you wanted something 'personalized for your use,' all you had to know is the right people to contact and NovaTech would provide. Even their service was good, shipments always made on time and the quality of the finished products were superb. And while this side of NovaTech Industries didn't officially exist, they were certainly sitting in the high house for it. It was actually this side of the Industry that Maxwell Creed, the founder and owner, was pondering over at this very minute from his tower high in the newly opened building. He say in his chair behind the somewhat large desk, shifting uncomfortably in thought, spinning the chair around to look out the large windows that overlooked the massive city. Yes, something was eating away at one Maxwell Creed's mind.
[13-21:10] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Don't be so sure...I could have sworn that I remembered some report or bit of inference that the Ne'kressis can detect Force users from amongst a crowd...I don't think anywhere is safe, except in numbers.....I get the unnerving feeling that they can accomplish just about anything..
[13-21:10] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Holy cow..))
[13-21:11] 02cb2, *Rob: Sweet jesus
[13-21:11] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : OOC: Holy shit.
[13-21:11] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: Post big, much?
[13-21:11] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : ((SWEET JESUS CRAP.))
[13-21:11] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Haha, I should take it as a personal challenge to triple that post. ))
[13-21:11] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (OMFG!!! Someone who posts like moth!)
[13-21:11] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((My heart! *grips his chest and falls over dead*))
[13-21:11] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I'm not really a Jedi though... why would they want me?
[13-21:11] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : It's the truth. Eve...can I say something, and you won't get offended?
[13-21:11] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (*sniffles and clings to Maxwell* I love you!)
[13-21:12] 02cb2, *Rob: *Eyes Ronnie*
[13-21:12] 353aa, ºNarrator : *On board the Shalein that is tailing, they unleash the first volley of plasma fire into.... thin air. To where the shuttle should have been after catching in the web. The Ne'kressis Dharma, cocking its head as it consults the view of the crazy shuttle with its void like eyes. It overshoots, yet readujsts it's course in a graceful turn, the nearest tendrils spewing fire from the built in plasma cannons towards the descending shuttle. Four more Shalein cruisers exit phase space in the relative area, along with that of six Fhalein frigates. Ready to get in on this hunt if the other vessel flags behind too much more and steal the honour. Yet no fighters have been launched from the Nekressis as of yet.*
[13-21:12] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : ((Don't you eye me, Robert.))
[13-21:12] f64bf, *Jenalia : *steadies herself.*
[13-21:13] 02cb2, *Rob: I'll eye you all I want.
[13-21:13] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((Nah, that was just an introduction post.))
[13-21:13] 02cb2, *Rob: And get the hell off my wavelength.
[13-21:13] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : That's an unfair question to ask a person, don't you think? Not to be offended at something they haven't heard yet? I can promise to try.
[13-21:14] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : ((It's my wavelength.))
[13-21:14] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Whaps computer* Stop lagging.))
[13-21:14] MSG: Tialos Hethren sent a message to Maxwell Creed.
[13-21:14] 02cb2, *Rob: I got there first.
[13-21:14] 02cb2, *Rob: Pulp Fiction, OMG.
[13-21:15] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : They don't seem to differentiate...they simply wish to kill anything that manipulates their latent psychic energies...no doubt many primitive Force orders have been crushed in their wake since their arrival...
[13-21:15] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((*Busts out his bad motherfucker wallet*))
[13-21:15] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ... Oh... *frowns*
[13-21:15] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (Profile test!)
[13-21:16] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((This is a decent movie so far ... 28 Days Later. ))
[13-21:16] 4029a, *Major Courageux : Launch.
[13-21:17] 02cb2, *Rob: Y-wing pilot? Suicidal much? hehe.
[13-21:17] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *Smashes his hand down on the button, exploding the escape pod out toward corellia.*
[13-21:18] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I don't want you to go to Corellia. *purses his lips*
[13-21:18] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Now, Mistress Tenlae, you can not simply march halfway across the galaxy, come to the center of all commerce and ambiguity of affiliation in these seedy streets, and then huddle in the protective shining light of the Jedi presence, only to be cut down around its doorstep. You should be inside the academy itself, where it's safe!
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[13-21:18] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (gah..thats not what I meant >.< )
[13-21:18] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (*eyes profile*)
[13-21:18] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (color test)
[13-21:18] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: ((God damnit. Stop lagging I say!))
[13-21:19] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Blinks, stopping again. Conveniently, right outside the med bay.* What? Not go to Corellia? Why?
[13-21:19] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (test)
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[13-21:19] f64bf, *Jenalia : *Doing the same at just about the same moment. the escape pod launches off as it should. The point of no turning back. She takes a breath...more to still any urge to be sick. here goes...*
[13-21:19] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *can't help but smile at the alien's chiding* I'll go there soon. I promise.
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[13-21:24] 353aa, ºNarrator : *Suddenly, all plasma fire ceases as the Shalein faces the shuttle directly now, screaming after it in a charge. A brief power spike within the sensors giving the only indication to what is coming - and then the solid lance like emerald beam as the 'Slicer' weapon fires. The stab of plasma energy rushing forth towards the shuttle.*
[13-21:26] 4029a, *Major Courageux : *and then, the craft and the contents of its cargo bay explodes, creating a gargantuan cloud of chaff and derbis, chunks of metal, reflective strips, flares, droids, and timed-mines. Twenty seconds later, the timed mines themsevles explode, blinding, white-hot explosions, enough to scramble sensor systems. Downward, the escape pods plummet, constantly buffeted by the explosions rocking space above them...five seconds...ten seconds they fall...Out the windows, Jaret and Jenalia would see the cutter beam scythe past the pods, missing by narrow feet, before it continues on its swath of desruction...*
[13-21:27] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((bah))
[13-21:27] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *He watches all of this but not reacting. He is now thinking ahead to when they make planet fall.*
[13-21:27] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : People are going to die there, Eve. Lots of people...I don't want you to be one.
[13-21:28] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : You'd better. Because otherwise, I'll have to hunt you down and imprison you in the temple basement, and you'll have to deal with all sorts of nasty Coruscanti vermin.
[13-21:28] 808ca, *Maxwell Creed: Looking slightly agitated with something, he stood up, venturing away from his desk and towards the giant windows that lined the majority of his office walls. One arm silently tucked behind his back while the other moved upward so he could rub his chin, as always, in thought. He halted at a particular window and squared off with it, his eyes casted towards the giant city, but by the looks in his eyes, they weren't really looking there at all. No, something else was playing infront of his eyes, and it looked like it was bothering him. His eyebrows furrowed in deep irritation at the problem that plagued his mind. Only the low drone of something beeping on his desk brought him back to reality, and it was only after the sixth beep did it even have that effect, not like him at all. Sighing heavily, he dropped both his hands to his side once again, and turned back to his desk, looking for the source of the break in his train of thought. Ah, it was his secretary. That would mean a certain gentleman had arrived. Great. Just fecking great.
[13-21:29] f64bf, *Jenalia : *Flinches a tad. that...was a very close call. starts checking gear and such to distract herself from thinking about where she actually is....then focuses on the task creeping up on her again*
[13-21:30] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : Quite frankly, I wouldn't be too keen on being one either. But I didn't want to become a Jedi to sit around and play it safe, Prefekt. We all have an obligation to this galaxy, and we have to take the risks that come with that. I'm going to Corellia.
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[13-21:31] 353aa, ºNarrator : *The beam ceases a good distance away before fizzling out, the destruction being that shuttle and two Y-Wing's from the Eclipse as they enter range. Screams fill public communications, along with hails from Eclipse vessels asking for deliverance like their colleagues. To die at their God's hand, in their purging fire. A pilot of an Ugly mix of TIE Fighter and X-Wing confessing sins out across open comm as it hurtles towards the Ne'kressis cruiser, which passes straight through the explosive end of that shuttle. Overkill application of weapons. But it got the job done. The Ne'kressis cruiser responds as it fires off one of its plasma cannons, the green ball crashing cockpit first into this confessor. His death scream full of jublience, only prompting more of the Eclipse fighters to harass the tendrilled victorius ship. Yet it doesn't grant anything more, shimmering as it slips back into phase-space, leaving a collected sigh from the Eclipse followers.*
[13-21:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Um... you... wouldn't do that really, would you?
[13-21:34] 4029a, ºGM : *shaped charges on the escape pods go off, quiet puffs barely noticed by Jaret and Jenalia...before the pods themselves start falling appart, panels splitting off before a small charge detonates, shattering the panel, creating another cloud of chaff. Within fifteen seconds, there is nothing left of the pod -- Jaret and Jenalia are freefalling under a cloud of a million knives. Repulsorpacks, anyone?*
[13-21:35] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Eyes her, smirking* Does this look like a sane, stable person to you?
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[13-21:36] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Point taken. I'll head over to the temple very soon.
[13-21:36] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *He looks to the left then the right then the next thing he knows is tht he's free falling through the air. The wind rustling past his ears in a defening roar. He quickly flips himself over onto his belly and straightens out doing a nosedive directly for the ground. He dosent want to risk being spotted as he hovered down. Getting close. Very close he thumbs on his repulsorpack and comes almost to a dead halt about ten meters from the ground.*
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[13-21:37] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I...won't argue. But I want you to stick with me.
[13-21:38] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : I was planning on that anyway. *Smiles at him.*
[13-21:40] 353aa, ºNarrator : *The Eclipse vessels scatter in the wind so to speak, returning to their earlier duties. The rest of the Ne'kressis vessels that unphased, entering that unknown region of space once more. They haven't noticed those escape pods.*
[13-21:41] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ~*Prefekts comm would beep. Seems someone sent him a delayed message. Once answered it would be Jarets voice.* If I die, train my boy.~
[13-21:42] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *is about to say something rather sweet to Eve, but then his comm beeps and sends the rather cryptic and disturbing message* Er. *looks from Eve, to the comm*
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[13-21:43] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Good. With my arrival at the academy's training floors, you should be there to clean up the bloodied bodies of Jedi youth anyways..
[13-21:44] 18538, *Maxwell Creed: ((I swear to god...if harming computers was against the law...drop the soap and call Bubba.))
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[13-21:44] e67ca, *Eve Skyler : Go ahead. I ought to be running along anyway. And once you're done talking, get in there. *Points into the med bay, looking as threatening as she can. Which is pretty weak.*
[13-21:45] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((*Steps up behind Maxwell* You rang boy-eh. *Spit*))
[13-21:45] 18538, *Maxwell Creed: ((You would answer to that wouldn't you.))
[13-21:46] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((*Tips cowboy hat* yes'm.))
[13-21:46] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *eyes widen briefly, then narrow* You better not be hurting Jedi youths...
[13-21:46] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : ...It's a delayed message. *shakes his head* Kiss? *puckers his lips*
[13-21:47] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : The word is training, Mistress Tenlae...I'm training the Jedi youths.
[13-21:48] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : Oh. Yes. I suppose it is. *Shakes her head, then leans up to place a kiss against his lips.*
[13-21:49] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *rubs her temples* They put you in charge of training young impressionable Jedi...?
[13-21:49] d9b45, 'Traci: *Throws fish at Jaret and Maxy*
[13-21:49] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: No, they didn't :P
[13-21:50] 02cb2, *Rob: O_O!
[13-21:50] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Not so much in charge...and I haven't even hurt anyone yet! Well, except Prefekt...and that was his own fault.
[13-21:52] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Prefekt?
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[13-21:53] 18538, *Maxwell Creed: ((Ack, I'm not in the mood to role-play any more. I shall pickup tomorrow.))
[13-21:55] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *kisses her back before heading into the med-center*
[13-21:58] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*profile test*))
[13-21:58] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : See! You've neglected the Order so long you don't know who's even in it anymore. Prefekt was my comrade at Yavin, and he fought fiercely. Why, almost as much so as me. *casts an evil grin at no one and nothing in particular beneath the mask*
[13-21:59] 2609a, *Eve Skyler : *Wanders off.*
[13-22:00] f64bf, *Jenalia : *does the same. sorry. post is a bit...repetitive. but would be doing the same things damnit. reorienting. locating jaret. catching her breath cause damn...system shock!*
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[13-22:01] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *gives him an odd look* I see... so is he one of the people in charge then?
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[13-22:01] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Loves on Cassius*))
[13-22:01] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*..and Sileen. At the same time!*))
[13-22:01] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Err, not Cassus. Assain. Yes. *))
[13-22:02] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Assain! That's a name not seen in awhile :) ))
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[13-22:02] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( *Smacks Sileen* ))
[13-22:02] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Shrugs his shoulders* Not many seem to take charge or stand out as leaders, but it's formally headed by some Jedi stiff, name of which I can't quite recall.
[13-22:03] 1d581, *Assain: ((*s and loves up Tail and Sileen!* How goes?))
[13-22:03] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : ((You said it wrong. "Now that's a name I've not heard for a long time....a long time." -Obi Wan, ANH ))
[13-22:03] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Boy don't be smackin my girl! *Gives Jair a beat down*))
[13-22:03] 4029a, ºGM : *the shards of metal whistle down out of the sky, 'thuck'ing deep into the Corellian soil. Where the shards land, however, comes a strange sound -- screams, both human and alien, fill the air. Cries of pain seem to be coming from everywhere; then, lighttowers start turning on. Saffron streams of light stream down from gigantic poles, illuminating what seems to be a camp of sorts. Cabins and work areas can be seen, as well as the people that are beginning to emerge from them. One word should echo through both their heads -- covert. From one of the nicer looking shelters, a fat man emerges, screaming at the top of his lungs. "Get ye back into ye'r cabins, er I'll kill tha lotta ya! Slaves're free, but know ye this: to stay alive, ye gotsta mind, and ye's gotsta werk!"*
[13-22:04] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( Oh YEAH Tialos! Harder baby! Harder!!! Unnnhhhhh! ))
[13-22:04] b9a1d, *Rihani Ambrai : *Lords it over Nyevin, hahaha*
[13-22:04] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Yeeep .. is such a sadist. Beat beat beat. *))
[13-22:04] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: 'thuck'ing?
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[13-22:05] 02cb2, *Yun Sunrunner : *Retired, takes crap from nobody, bwaha.*
[13-22:05] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( Yes I am, what of it Azhrei? ))
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[13-22:05] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: *L*
[13-22:05] 4029a, ºGM : OOC: That's the sound the shards make when they hit the ground. Thuck.
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[13-22:05] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Haha. ))
[13-22:05] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*got smacked* *teary eyed*)) ((*hugs Assain* It goes! With you?))
[13-22:05] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: What an interesting word. Thuck.
[13-22:05] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((*lhao off at mental of retired yun.* pipe. slippers. basset hound.))
[13-22:05] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *idly scratches her cheek, a faint smile pulling at her lips* Guess I'll have to ask myself then
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[13-22:07] 02cb2, *Rob: ((Be be makin' fun of mah lifestyle, young hoodlums.))
[13-22:07] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *As soon as his feet touch ground he dives behind a pile of rocks, looking around for Jenalia then motioning for her to hurry up and get behind there with him. Well hiddren from the light towers it seems, the rock facing this camp. Jaret frowns at what he saw, slave labor? How horrid.*
[13-22:07] 1d581, *Assain: ((L About the same. *apologizes for all the logging in*))
[13-22:07] 02cb2, *Rob: ...*couldn't be arsed fixing that. Goes to bed instead*G'night all
[13-22:08] f64bf, *Jenalia : (('night robbeh. *snaps off a hug*))
[13-22:08] b9a1d, ºAzhrei: G'night. In fact, I'm heading off, too. It's late and I'm not rp'ing. Bedtime.
[13-22:08] 1d581, *Cassius: ((Over all test))
[13-22:08] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Corellia can go thuck itself. Da-dum tsh!)) Indeed, and you musn't wait to introduce yourself, else they'll never let you in. *devillish grin* The waiting list to the Jedi temple is so long and all, you know...*his presence assumes a coy, teasing manner*
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[13-22:09] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *wryly* I'm sure it is.. think one of the leaders might be in currently? Might as well get it out of the way
[13-22:10] f64bf, *Jenalia : *touches down a second or two later...and moves rather swiftly behind the rocks herself...crouching down. frowning also. she listens...more to be sure they weren't spotted than anything...but...feels that pang for the 'slaves' . * (('night rihini))
[13-22:13] f64bf, *Jenalia : *chides self for it*
[13-22:13] 4029a, ºGM : *"You can't oppress me!" yells a bothan, charging forward from his position in a mob. He is obviously strung out on spice. Also obviously, he is wielding a rather crude knife, a shard of the derbis that fell from the sky. He charges the overweight man before triangulated fire from three guardposts cuts him down, the body becoming so severely blasterburned as to be cooked. Several of the slaves turn an eye on the bothan, looking at the body hungrily. "Anyone else want ta have a go, eh?" Nobody steps forward. "Then back to yer cabins with ye! Firs' thing in tha mornin', we'll go get tha bodies out tha field. I've no doubt ye heard them a screamin' and a moanin'. Back! A count ta five ye get, or I'll tell 'em to fire on alla ye." Light cockroaches with a light turned on, the slaves scatter. Jaret and Jenalia would notice that the bothan's body is gone*
[13-22:15] 4029a, ºGM : OOC: Like cockroaches...
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[13-22:16] f64bf, *Jenalia : (( *shudder* ew.))
[13-22:17] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Mh, I don't know if they're as nocturnal as we are. Imagine a Jedi's wrath when awoken...such an agitation of power could brew a storm on this turbulent planet...
[13-22:17] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *Brings a hand up to cover his mouth then looks to the overweight man. Eyes narrowing he knows what he must do. Whispering over to Jenalia.* We need to get into that mans office...
[13-22:18] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Jedi are supposed to be nice. I don't think they would have that much wrath.. though I'll wait til it is day time before I go
[13-22:20] f64bf, *Jenalia : You got a plan for getting that far? You saw the blasterfire...*oddly enough. there's still no fear stirring anywhere in her mind. nothing. she's quite focused. and stubborn enough not to waver now*
[13-22:21] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : How many guards you recon are in those towers?
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[13-22:22] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn: Don't trust your own bartender then? *she looks to him, holding her own pint in the same arm that the tatoo is on, watching him curiously*
[13-22:22] d9b45, 'Traci: *Tackles the mothy!*
[13-22:23] f64bf, *Jenalia : There's no way of knowing. I would say two for starters. *as she's crouched...is making sure she's still got all her gear and whatnot.*
[13-22:24] 83bd1, moth: *..tackled.*
[13-22:25] 353aa, ºNarrator : *A low hum suddenly appears, as emerald lining is enough to make out the Ne'kressis slider tank as it hovers over at the edge of the camp, seeming to have materialized from thin air - it's black rock hull giving apt concealment. It's twin plasma cannon turret opening fire upon a guard tower, the twin green balls of death snapping the structure supports like twigs and engulfing it in flame. Has given it's arrival message.*
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[13-22:26] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : We can take out those-BOOOM. *The tank takes out one of the guard towers. Blinking he peeks around the rock.* What the hell...
[13-22:26] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Well, I know they're nice, but I don't think any living creature would live more than half a minute if it ever woke me up. Then again, I'm a bit of a stickler for a good night's rest...even if that good night's rest takes place during the day.
[13-22:26] 4029a, ºGM : *the camp goes dark, then, the lights flickering once before going off. Quietly wafting on the wind is the sound of screaming, but it's not coming from people. Speakers, positioned under the cabins and around the camp, are broadcasting the sounds. Two minutes pass. Three minutes, before a grating voice speaks as the screaming stops: "You are lost to your Republic. The war is over. The Ne'Kressis are your gods. Your best hope is to die in servitude -- your worst nightmare is to call undue attention to yourself. You are inferior. You are lost to your Republic..." The message repeats itself, each loop sounding farther and farther away; each loop, the screaming gets louder and louder, in a constant trade-off. Up and down. They each have their gear. The moon slips from behind its cloud cover and, they both would notice that, aside from the rocks, they really are in a poorly covered position. The tower that was just fired upon topples upon a slave cabin -- people scream in terror from the inside, but the entrance and exits were crush, pinched shut. The gates to the camp slide open, quickly, to allow the tank access*
[13-22:26] 948b1, *Janie: (stoney you here?)
[13-22:27] 948b1, *Janie: (off to bed aim me sometime.poofs)
[13-22:28] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Sits back and watches*))
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[13-22:29] 353aa, *Dalris : This isn't my bartender. *Misunderstanding perhaps? Yet sips at his drink without the need for testing this time. Just to prove his decisions are infalliable. Standing straight and confident.*
[13-22:29] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *gives a soft snicker* I'll remember not to wake you then
[13-22:31] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Yo I'm here!))
[13-22:31] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Well then, I guess that matter is settled. *she shrugged slowly, watching him, then glancing at her chrono* So who are you?
[13-22:33] 353aa, ºNarrator : *The tank doesn't bother waiting for the gate to slide open to admit access, it simply lifts and glides on over and in. Turret swivelling - hard to make out still with its black hull and the darkness of the night. A few emerald lines pulsating with their eerie glow as if the tank is full of withheld power. It lowers itself down towards the ground, yet doesn't entirely land. Then two Ne'kressis exist each side of the vehicle - appearing as if they just walked through its hull. Legs clicking over the hull as they move across the rock, the cylinder within their held Zhrife's bringing more of the telltale emerald. They drop to the ground, sweeping the area of the tank with their weapons - and one fires. The lightning spewing out to incinerate the guard that is too close.*
[13-22:33] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Unless you're being attacked by flesh-eating Ne'kressis. Did I mention that they eat flesh, too?
[13-22:35] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *Whispers once again to Jenalia.* Lets wait to see what's going on...
[13-22:36] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *shockingly, it's possible. Sileen looks a touch paler* They do..?
[13-22:37] 353aa, *Dalris : A human being who is totally human and inferior. *Sounds sad at the last part, accepting the fact he is now a rather plain human, frowning as he looks down into his Corellian Ale. Remembering Corellia.*
[13-22:38] f64bf, *Jenalia : *Isn't looking at Jaret. Is watching. Is thinking she's missing an opportunity...but stays still.*
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[13-22:39] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Well Human who is inferior. I'm Zephyr *extends a hand, having switched her ale into the other hand and reaching forward with the hand with the tatoo on her inner arm*
[13-22:39] 4029a, ºGM : *the guard doesn't even have time to scream before he just...dematerializes. The fat man exits his cabin again, this time holding a large metal rod with a spike attached, looking like he's going to beat somebody to death. Upon seeing the tank, he disappears into his quarters, quickly coming out dressed in his Eclipse uniform. Reveille sounds across the camp. He rushes toward the tank, not too quickly, before he stops, not too close. Bowing his head, he never looks directly at either of the Ne'Kressis. The slaves pour from their cabins, scantily dressed in ill-fitting rags, where they form up -- a very military maneuver for a group of beaten and maltreated slaves. Like the fat man, they never look directly at the Ne'Kressis. One, though, a Twi'lek female that looks as if one of her lekku were forcibly removed, steals a glance at the pile of rocks, before her eyes, and head, look away, now focusing down at the ground*
[13-22:40] 353aa, *Dalris : *Turns toward her slightly, looking to the hand* It's a hand. *Dryly, yet then picks up on that tattoo, brain waves working as he recognises it and his lips curl up into a knowing smirk.*
[13-22:41] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : A hand to shake with *she smirks, waiting for him to take her hand and shake it*
[13-22:43] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Mhm. *Extends his mechanical arm for emphasis, spinning a tale that gets only more grandiose each time it is retold* I was in the cantina, that fateful day on Tatooine, when I was attacked by one of their agents. He must've been four metres high, I say! And he had a hold on me, unarmed, like a military grade vice. And those eyes were wells of cruelty, eyes that make you doubt every scrap of Jedi propaganda they teach you. And when you're willing to slice off your own arm to get away from one, well...doesn't that say something for their worthiness on the battlefield?
[13-22:45] 353aa, ºNarrator : *The two Ne'kressis move with dancers grace as they move over the ground, looking over the inferior lifeforms. The floodlights that the camp must have will illuminate the colour of their exoskeletons - that being brown. Until one spins, raising it's weapon to shoot out one of the lights. A sharp chitter like sound piercing the air as it seems satified with less light. They pause suddenly, before everyone on each far flank - and then a third arachnid appears, lowering down from the tank on a black circular dias. Wearing a crude silver chain around its neck, with some symbol at the end for a motif. Unreadable, looking at the symbol for too long may induce madness. Who knows. But the most startling thing is, this Ne'kressis' exoskeleton has a tint of mottled dark blue, a single light blue stripe running down its thorax. It walks towards the fat Eclipse leader. Bearing no weapons.*
[13-22:46] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : ::The pilot walks through the hanger, wearing her flight suit and helmet after completing her nightly training in the flight simulator, sweat pouring from her brown and the back of her neck, reaching up with a gloved hand to wipe it away. She was quite pleased with this evening’s training, after all she had finished in near record time than usual. Her current mission; getting to her own quarters so that she could relax, it was time to end her occupation as the New Republic pilot, and start her usual nightly one. Pressing the code that would open the door to her bedroom, she steps inside, removing her helmet. Upon her bed sat one of the younger female pilots, lying next to her was an even smaller form, resting soundly beneath the blankets, breathing lightly as he slept peacefully. The young pilot smiled as she entered, standing from the bed and approaching her.:: [He’s been asleep for almost two hours now, I read him his favorite story and he was out.] ::Sitaria smiles tenderly, setting her helmet down upon a chair and moves towards the bed, watching the child closely:: Thank you Cealan, for taking care of him. ::The girl smiles while gathering her belongings and heading towards the door:: [Don’t worry about it, you know I love him to death] ::A few moments go by, and the two were alone. She stands from the bed and begins to strip out of her flight suit, every so often peeking over towards the child to see if he was still asleep. It was funny how suddenly time seemed to slip away from you, why in her mind it was just last week when she had found the poor orphan; living in the ally half starved and weak. She couldn’t leave him there alone and quickly took him home with her. In fact it had been nearing two months now, and he had become quite a character in that short amount of time. He was no longer a shy little boy she had found in the streets, he was her son. The poor thing couldn’t even remember his name, he had been on his own for so long. It wasn’t long before she had become accustomed to calling him ‘Adephi’, which soon became his regular name. She didn’t know what life would be like without Adephi, why she wouldn’t be half the woman she was now if she didn’t have to undergo such responsibilities. She would still be that hardheaded, immature pilot that never listened to orders. It was almost uncanny how much she had changed::
[13-22:46] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : ::The pilot walks through the hanger, wearing her flight suit and helmet after completing her nightly training in the flight simulator, sweat pouring from her brown and the back of her neck, reaching up with a gloved hand to wipe it away. She was quite pleased with this evening’s training, after all she had finished in near record time than usual. Her current mission; getting to her own quarters so that she could relax, it was time to end her occupation as the New Republic pilot, and start her usual nightly one. Pressing the code that would open the door to her bedroom, she steps inside, removing her helmet. Upon her bed sat one of the younger female pilots, lying next to her was an even smaller form, resting soundly beneath the blankets, breathing lightly as he slept peacefully. The young pilot smiled as she entered, standing from the bed and approaching her.:: [He’s been asleep for almost two hours now, I read him his favorite story and he was out.] ::Sitaria smiles tenderly, setting her helmet down upon a chair and moves towards the bed, watching the child closely:: Thank you Cealan, for taking care of him. ::The girl smiles while gathering her belongings and heading towards the door:: [Don’t worry about it, you know I love him to death] ::A few moments go by, and the two were alone. She stands from the bed and begins to strip out of her flight suit, every so often peeking over towards the child to see if he was still asleep. It was funny how suddenly time seemed to slip away from you, why in her mind it was just last week when she had found the poor orphan; living in the ally half starved and weak. She couldn’t leave him there alone and quickly took him home with her. In fact it had been nearing two months now, and he had become quite a character in that short amount of time. He was no longer a shy little boy she had found in the streets, he was her son. The poor thing couldn’t even remember his name, he had been on his own for so long. It wasn’t long before she had become accustomed to calling him ‘Adephi’, which soon became his regular name. She didn’t know what life would be like without Adephi, why she wouldn’t be half the woman she was now if she didn’t have to undergo such responsibilities. She would still be that hardheaded, immature pilot that never listened to orders. It was almost uncanny how much she had changed::
[13-22:47] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I.. see... *wonders how much of that is exageration, and how much is truth*
[13-22:47] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((>_<))
[13-22:47] 89f08, Get a Name!: ((Ye gods!))
[13-22:47] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((SON OF A MOTHER))
[13-22:47] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (get used to it people)
[13-22:47] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((That's it! i've been pushed off the edge, i'm going IC damnit!!))
[13-22:48] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (Give in Allen! Give in to the pressure!!)
[13-22:48] f64bf, *Jenalia : *...reaches back to take ahold of his sleeve...moving with the rush , more behind it to hide their movement, to get behind a cabin*
[13-22:49] 353aa, *Dalris : That would require.... touching you... *A look of disgust passing briefly over his face, before he remembers he is nolonger able to command the Eclipse. Eyes intense as he regards Zephyr. Obviously seems somewhat ill at ease, yet reaches out, giving her hand a brief yet firm strong shake. As if the shake itself will assert his domination.*
[13-22:49] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *He moves with her, staying low to the ground before slipping around the cabin and flattening against it. Reaches back into his pack drawing his knife.*
[13-22:49] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Well...maybe not four metres high...maybe more like two to three? But the rest is sooth, I say, one hundred percent of it!
[13-22:50] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she shakes his hand just as firmly, the shake of a hunter, an assassin. Strong, firm, unforgettable**sliding her hand back* well if you're so disgusted with me why not leave?
[13-22:51] 2609a, ºRonica : LESS IS MORE
[13-22:51] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (bah! OMG penguines!! *CHASES*)
[13-22:52] 353aa, *Dalris : *Doesn't know that. Never shook hands before. Had them bowing before him, cowering.* I was here first... *Almost childish, yet true. Chugs back more of that ale, knowing the strange drink can possibly make the damage of touching an inferior less within his thoughts.*
[13-22:52] 4029a, ºGM : *"Me lords." The fat man prostrates himself on the ground before the Ne'Kressi. "This be an unexpected, but welcome, surprise. Have ye come fer another slave?" The formation of people shift nervously as he mentions this, and the man looks backwards, yelling at them. "Be still, ye worthless dogs, er I'll have ye all kilt!" He turns back towards the gods, never looking at them. "What are yer wishes?"*
[13-22:53] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Alright... so this was a Nekressis that was holding you like that?
[13-22:53] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *shakes her head slowly. No, it wasn't true. She watched him walk in remember?* You may think that, but it's not true. Oh well. I'm not willing to argue it. *drinks down more of her ale*
[13-22:55] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Yes, I believe one of their higher-ups, too...I'll never forget that strength. I might as well have had to amputate my arm from beneath a half-ton of ferrocrete.
[13-22:56] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : ::It wasn’t long before she had completely changed out of her suit and slipped into something loose and comfortable, turning the lights low so as not to disturb her precious little one, slipping over towards her desk and flips on her data journal. She begins typing in her events of the day, mostly just ramblings of various things, though every now and then she would write something meaningful, or something that might have been troubling her. Life wasn’t easy, especially when she dared to look into the past, remembering those horrible years when she too was just like Adephi, lost and alone on the dying world of Corellia. It was painful to think of, yet no matter how much she attempted to avoid those thoughts, they always seemed to haunt her.::
[13-22:56] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : How did you survive?
[13-22:59] 353aa, ºNarrator : *The two Ne'kressis guards scan the slaves still, yet begin to move and circle around. One moving closer towards Jaret and Jenalia. "Bluey" regards the Eclipse, and speaks in a drone dry and ultimately boring tone. In Basic* We desire a new slave. The last one was faulty. It broke when we let it play with another pet. Rise and present to me those you would consider worthy to be in the presence of their God
[13-23:00] 353aa, *Dalris : I was at the bar first. *Stubbornly. Watching her like a hawk with his ultramarine eyes.*
[13-23:00] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Night. The blackest kind of night, utter darkness. Should one step out of their safe haven, waiting for the embrace of dawn, they would be lost upon stepping into the umbra of outside. That would symbolize his captive, fallen Jedi prey's mind during the current moment. Unconciousness, unaware of the subconcious thoughts rushing through one's skull during those times of vacantness - an oblivion of possiblities. But as a concious, dream state would emerge from the spreading darkness of the stun electricity, the utter mentality of her dream would find itself being molded by Tialos, the Anzati - the Hand of the Night. He is what goes bump in the night. And that is what he is shaping that hallucinations of Aleen's mind to be. It would show festered corpses, rotted away for days with the scorn of a swarm of devouring flies just over the carcass. Maggots squirm inside the skull's empty eye sockets, it's mouth hanging open because of a broken jaw - the mouth stretched impossibly wide. It's tongue would be nothing but a shallow shell of it's former wet self - nothing but dust now. Worn away by the worms and maggots which are alive inside this form of death. This is the corpse of Aleen's dead brother. The skeleton then moves, rigidly at first, but then with more ambition and anxiousness. It's taloned, bone white fingers stretch out of the darkness of Aleen's dream, writing and grabbing at Aleen from her own mind. Similiar corpses coat the ground, in a literal pool of death - a marsh, where you'd have to wade through lagoons of bodies, everywhere. Bloody, charred masses - stinking up everything with it's putrid stink and terrible bile. This were pestilence, in all it's forms. And seeing as Tialos stands above the fallen Jedi in the physical realm, he is casting the malevolence of his influence upon Aleen's sleeping form. Wrenching into his mind, and bending the dream to his will. In reality, Aleen is stun cuffed at his wrist and ankles to a jagged iron chair, a sort of barbed durasteel wire holding him against it as well - his skin digging raw and bleeding, from the bladed barbing. It is a dark room, blackness surounding them - ambient, in it's dark glory. Tialos is swathed in a long black as night vinyl duster coat, it parting down the middle to show an opaque flexible and quite able to be faught in jump suit, of the same material as the duster. Bone white clusters of armour adorn the entire attire, in regions most anticipaited for a strike to land. And he is casting an influence over Aleen's mentality, making this dream feel so real she should seem able to smell the stink of her brother's body, and hear the wails of his tortured soul.. *
[13-23:01] f64bf, *Jenalia : *Once she notices this...she'd look around again. If there's a way to get under something. she'd do this. Positioning herself to listen...if anything else*
[13-23:01] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : ::The NR seemed to make her scarring past a reality; as they were told that within the month, they would attack the inhabitants of Corellia and reclaim the planet. The very thought caused her to quiver. Why did she have to fight the very demons she sought to run away from? Why was it so necessary to toss her into the battle zone, so that she could relive those horrible childhood nightmares? Of course no one of New Republic knew a lick about her history, and so long as she was living, they would never know.::
[13-23:01] 2609a, ºRonica : Oh jesus fucking crap people. I'm making a poll to see who wants a character limit back.
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[13-23:01] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (damn you out did me >.<)
[13-23:01] 2609a, ºRonica : AND I'M SURE VOTING IN FAVOUR OF ONE.
[13-23:01] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Alright then. I shall leave your sight *she smirks, picking up her pint and sliding off the stool,walking towards the booth where she was*
[13-23:02] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (I don't understand what the big deal about large posts is? *feels xund happening all over again*)
[13-23:02] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Scoffs at this, his presence taking the stance of embarassment, as if she gives him too much credit or attributes him too much tactical skill* I sliced my arm away to get free! And then I ran. I do not know why the entity let me go without a chase....perhaps to strike fear into the hearts of naive little Jedi who doubt these unholy beasts and their might!
[13-23:02] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Character limit. On Jedi, or on characters per chatter?))
[13-23:02] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (character=words, in other words, post limit)
[13-23:03] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Test))
[13-23:03] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Test))
[13-23:04] d9b45, *Sitara Galiena : (I think we should be able to post however much we want, you are descriminating against creative role playing)
[13-23:04] 2609a, ºRonica : We'll see what the majority thinks.
[13-23:04] 2609a, ºRonica : And we'll go with that.
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[13-23:04] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Wait, you are putting a limit to how long posts can be?))
[13-23:04] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *pauses, lightly touching his cybernetic arm* .. I'll remember not to tangle with one of them
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[13-23:05] d9b45, 'Traci: *rolls eyes*
[13-23:05] d9b45, 'Traci: that is bull shit
[13-23:05] 353aa, ºV : My two cents is that Sitara was fine. A long introductory post I have no problem with, her subsequent posts were big but not too big to be considered a breakage of other rp :P. As long as the piss isn't taken...
[13-23:05] 2609a, ºRonica : No, I am going to put up a poll to see what everyone thinks about there being a limit again.
[13-23:05] d9b45, 'Traci: o.o breakage of other rp..wtf?!
[13-23:05] 2609a, ºRonica : It's democracy.
[13-23:06] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((*chuckles* god ya'll are so dramatic. it's just making a post smaller.))
[13-23:06] 078a9, Get a Name!: Some people don't have large screens or screen revolutions; tremendously big posts might take a serious chunk out of their window. Would it be awful to put the same information just broken up into maybe a few posts? So that other people don't have to search for their own/their RP's?
[13-23:06] d9b45, 'Traci: what if I don't want to post smaller
[13-23:06] 4029a, ºGM : *"And I apolergize about that, m'lord. I'll be gettin' ye a new one right now." He stands, moving up and down the line, picking out the healthiest slave he can find -- a girl, looks to be about age fourteen. Grabbing her roughly by the hair, he shoves her to the ground in front of the Ne'Kressis. "This one'll do ya good, m'lord. She's spunky, if ye know what I mean." *he grins at the girl, teeth crooked and black. She shudders and begins to cry, at the situation or at the memories the man's lewd joke is referring to, is unknown. Her body shakes as she weeps, tears falling to the ground, forming pools of mud "Please...please no..."*
[13-23:06] 078a9, Get a Name!: er. Resolutions, that.
[13-23:07] d9b45, 'Traci: lol I like that, 'screen revolutions'
[13-23:07] 353aa, *Dalris : Wait... I allow you to be in my presence.... *Reaches out to grab her by the arm if needed and to pull her back to face him. Bristling slightly.*
[13-23:07] 89f08, Get a Name!: *stirrig in his chair, the stun is slowly wearing off. His body tenses , the images coming in sharply and his muscles bunch, then relax, the sting of the barbs hardly noticeable. Mentally, he shudders, drawing back, trying to close himself off from everything * Noooo... nonononononono... Brother... dont... please... *he murmers to himself in a wimper, sweat trickling off his forehead in the dark. His eyes were closed, but he saw those visions, repulsed by them, horrified and terrified as he pulls back further, trying to get the sensations out. * no... its not true...
[13-23:08] 89f08, Get a Name!: ((what the - I've been logged out))
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[13-23:08] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((How silly of me. Characters, type-y thingies, it's midnight...blah. *chuckles*)) *Purses his lips* I sense that conflict cannot be contained for long...soon, the Jedi are going to have to do as their ancestors did, and spill their blood in the Republic's service...nothing binds you to the Jedi in dogma, I suppose, but...I would hope you at least accompany the Jedi to patch them up...your skills would be invaluable..
[13-23:08] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *stirrig in his chair, the stun is slowly wearing off. His body tenses , the images coming in sharply and his muscles bunch, then relax, the sting of the barbs hardly noticeable. Mentally, he shudders, drawing back, trying to close himself off from everything * Noooo... nonononononono... Brother... dont... please... *he murmers to himself in a wimper, sweat trickling off his forehead in the dark. His eyes were closed, but he saw those visions, repulsed by them, horrified and terrified as he pulls back further, trying to get the sensations out. * no... its not true...
[13-23:08] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *pulls her arm away from him when he touches her, turning and looking at him* And to what do I owe the honour of being allowed this... privaledge?
[13-23:08] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : *Coming around to the back of the man's hut. Attempting to open the window if there is one. If there isnt he places his lightsaber against the wall and ingnites it. The resulting punch through of the energy blade muffles the sound of the weapon ignighting.*
[13-23:09] 7b84d, *Kaela Kaarien : ((test))
[13-23:09] 078a9, Get a Name!: *shifty-eye* Despite potentially Freudian typo...yeah, it might be worth comsidering. Nobody wants to curtail creativity, just maybe make it a bit easier for people with not as much space. Plus, it'd probably encourage people to read it all more, if it weren't kind of an overwhelming block...
[13-23:09] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : That's my job. *smiles lightly(
[13-23:10] 078a9, Get a Name!: And it looks like good, interesting stuff to read...s'a shame if people miss out on it just due to size.
[13-23:11] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((okay, I'm changing my color. Its the same as Zephs *L*))
[13-23:11] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: (there))
[13-23:11] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Good. You heal the wounded, and I'll wound. As long as we don't get in the way of each other, I'm sure our skills on the battlefield will complement each other. *chuckles* But battle is not for a while...at least..in the relativity of how the Force flows...time is slower, longer, when the ebb of the galaxy courses more quickly than it would at peace...
[13-23:12] d9b45, 'Traci: well yay for you people..I don't feel like rping anymore
[13-23:13] 2609a, ºRonica : The thing is, you don't have to post smaller. You can break up your long post between maybe two ones half that size. It breaks things up a little. And it's not like we're just going to add a character limit. I'm making a poll. If the majority wants to pour their heart and soul and life story into every post, it'll stay the way it is.
[13-23:14] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((sorry I was working on changing it..))
[13-23:14] d9b45, 'Traci: I can't help it that I like to post big, I'm a writer by heart
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[13-23:14] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Its ok))
[13-23:14] 353aa, ºNarrator : *Blue looks down to the girl and steps back, pointing. The guard that was heading towards Jenalia's positon suddenly turns and fires - the green lightning focussed upon that young girl, to flay her layer by layer alive. Blue looks back at the Eclipse man, eyes devoid of anything.* We do not engage in such...primitive means. Your next choice will be much better...
[13-23:15] 2609a, ºRonica : So post a couple times. It's really no big deal. Somehow we all survived back when there were limits everywhere. And it'll still be plenty big if it happens.
[13-23:16] d9b45, 'Traci: Your just jealous that we're better! (is so joking)
[13-23:16] 353aa, *Dalris : *I wish to use you springs to mind, but just looks at her blankly as he tries to think up something.* I am lonely, I desire company of one who will understand my pain.
[13-23:16] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((...being a writer at heart means you post big? haha. since when?))
[13-23:16] 2609a, ºRonica : Yeah, it eats me up. *makes the poll*
[13-23:17] d9b45, 'Traci: since I said so...
[13-23:17] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she raises an eyebrow* I'm not a therapist..... *she gives him a long glance, looking him over and shrugging slowly* but alright
[13-23:17] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((having font troubles. bah))
[13-23:17] 4029a, ºGM : OOC: Let's simmer, people.
[13-23:18] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((This has to be one of the most retarded things I've ever heard, but whatever ... have fun. *Thumbs up*))
[13-23:18] d9b45, 'Traci: *agrees*
[13-23:18] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Hey, I'm a writer at heart. Most here are, hence this form of RP over tabletop. I'm just also lazy.)) Fair enough. *grins* Though... if it came right down to it, I think I might be able to hurt to save the lives of those around me.
[13-23:19] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((... And this is a llama free zone? *falls over laughing* No llama!!))
[13-23:19] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Writing doesn't mean paragraphs and paragraphs of posing dear *L* Just try to 'condense it. It was nice, but took up half my screen! o.o))
[13-23:19] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((llama llama llama!))
[13-23:20] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((llaaaaamaaaa!))
[13-23:20] d9b45, 'Traci: *rolls eyes* each to their own I suppose
[13-23:20] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((hehe.))
[13-23:21] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((badger badger badger badger badger mush room mushrooom badger badger badger badger badger a snaaake oh its a snaaaake its a badger badger badger badger))
[13-23:21] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *The flashes and images would intesify, growing into horrible hallucinations it may drive one's own heart to stop in fear. A classic case of being frightened to death. But the moment before that, she would awaken to the pallid Anzati Dark Jedi leaning in over him, a slender blade drawn and his chest stripped free of all closing. The tip of the slender dagger cuts through skin, carving the beginning of something more artistic - cutting in a line, so far. Doing it horribly slow, and digging in deeper with each centimeter. *
[13-23:21] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Traci, no being a llama))
[13-23:21] 4029a, ºGM : *the girl dies, without even making a mess. The fat man rises, backing away from the Ne'Kressis and back towards the formation of slaves. Picks out another, a wookiee that's losing patches of his coat, and pushes him towards the Ne'Kressis. "This one, m'lord, should serve yer means perfectly well* *meanwhile, successfully Jaret cuts through the wall with his lightsaber*
[13-23:22] d9b45, 'Traci: o.o I wasn't refering to llamas darling
[13-23:22] 2609a, ºRonica : Polls up.
[13-23:22] 2609a, ºRonica : *throws an apostrophe in there*
[13-23:23] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((..maybe we could use a llama or two.)) I've made a habit of it...perhaps it's the wrong path to be following, but at least I travel the road with enough aplomb to avoid being spitted upon some cocky Jedi's weapon.
[13-23:23] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((...llllllllllllllamma.))
[13-23:23] d9b45, 'Traci: .....change the second answer....
[13-23:23] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Kekekekeke...))
[13-23:23] d9b45, 'Traci: for the love of god
[13-23:24] 2609a, ºRonica : I'm not changing the second answer. I was expressing myself. I'm a writer.
[13-23:24] d9b45, 'Traci: that is not even funny
[13-23:24] d9b45, 'Traci: *rolls eyes* whatever
[13-23:24] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((*eyes the OOC))
[13-23:24] 353aa, ºV : I laughed at the second answer tbh. I like it. It's a mild piss-take to go ho ho ho over. Stop overreacting please.
[13-23:24] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Llama)) *shifts slightly* You really shouldn't hurt people...
[13-23:24] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((roflhao))
[13-23:25] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((*dies*))
[13-23:25] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Okay, even though I found that second answer halarious, that doesn't count.. as I'm stoned. But that could be taken offensively, Ronica. Keep that in mind. Or do you even give a shit?))
[13-23:25] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *his heart races, body shaking slightly, and his head whips back, eyes widening as he was suddenly wake. He stares at Tialos, then tenses, gritting his teeth as blood trickles down his chest* What... are... you... doing... to... me... *he rasps, voice strained as he pushes back screams of pain, closing his brown eyes again*
[13-23:25] d9b45, 'Traci: ....its shit like this that keeps me from fucking enjoying role playing
[13-23:26] d9b45, 'Traci: can I just find a happy place?!?!?!
[13-23:26] 4029a, ºGM : OOC: Okay, much like the huge posts were disrupting the roleplay, all this OOC nonsense is going the same.
[13-23:26] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Lay back and enjoy yourself, Kuma. You don't get to see me perform art everyday. *Drops him a feral, and almost terribly dark and frightening smirk, before digging in deeper. *
[13-23:26] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : It is difficult to help..more and more makes me angry, of late. My emotions grow more primal, more savage. I fight with emotion, not with detachment, as a Jedi might. I can't afford to not invest myself in what I kill..else it seems like I'm doing my opponent a grave indignity.
[13-23:27] MSG: Tialos Hethren sent a message to Ronica.
[13-23:27] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((*ROFLS* I like the poll))
[13-23:27] 353aa, *Dalris : You accept then? *Of course she would, but gives her the thrill of being in control for a brief moment, returning to sip once more at his drink.*
[13-23:27] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((*bits tongue*))
[13-23:27] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *his teeth grind painfully as the knife reaches rib, and he curls fowards, then back, the steel wiring holding him in place. * Stop! *he rasps again, trying to focus around the pain, through it, to ignore it.*
[13-23:28] 2609a, ºRonica : Who is going to be offended? I will personally apologize to any Inuit who gives a crap. But people are right, this is disrupting stuff, so if anyone wants to chitchat, I'm at R0nica on AIM.
[13-23:28] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *finishes off her drink and sets the glass down on the bair, looking up at him and smirking* Why not. I've got nothing to do with my time at the moment.
[13-23:28] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *And most unexpectedly enough, he does. He stops cutting, keeping it deep in his chest, looking at him with a furrowed thin, black brow. *
[13-23:28] 353aa, ºNarrator : Entertain me inferior, how can this fur thing fit my needs? *The two Nekressis warriors go back to their patrolling.*
[13-23:29] d9b45, 'Traci: there wouldn't be a point now would there ronica..
[13-23:29] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((sadly Traci, I've found the majority of people in the world to be extremely lazy -often too lazy to read good writing. Not saying anyone here is lazy, but that is what i've noticed. Hell, they wont even read the MENU board at work, and that's not even full sentences!))
[13-23:30] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((*has eyestrain and trouble reading* not as if I have a problem with long posts :) I like writing))
[13-23:30] d9b45, 'Traci: I know...
[13-23:30] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((He said chill with the OOC. I'd advise you to drop this stupid assed conversation, and get to RPing or talking about something else.. ))
[13-23:31] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : So rather then be detached from those you harm, you choose instead to force up your anger at everything to have reason to harm?
[13-23:31] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *shudders at that, gasping in for breath, the pain still nearly blinding him as he works to pass it * Release... Me... please...
[13-23:31] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((LLAMA))
[13-23:31] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((LLAAMA!!))
[13-23:32] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *His eyes narrow, dangerously. * You interrupt my artwork to tell me that!? *Pulls the blade out of the wound, then plunges the tip back into his chest, cutting a line vertically up from his navel, going up toward his neck. *
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[13-23:33] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((badgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgermushroommushroombadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgera snaaaaake oh its a snaaaake itsabadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadger))
[13-23:34] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Mushroom, Mushroom!))
[13-23:34] 353aa, *Dalris : *Finishes off his drink quickly, in a copycat move as he returns his glass to the bartop. Those deep ultramarine eyes regarding her curiously* Good, what are you here for?
[13-23:34] f64bf, *Jenalia : (( LLAMA! o_o btw. why no llama's?))
[13-23:34] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *yelps in pain, cutting it off as his body bucks, blood staining every part of him now as he arches his back, sobbing as more of his blood flows down from the wound.*
[13-23:34] 4029a, ºGM : *"Oh, he's a strappin' thing. He can fight, and he's good fer labor!" Inside, Jaret finishes his cut -- and the segment of wall falls inward, sure to crash on the ground* *PAUSE*
[13-23:35] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : If I told you that I'd have to kill you. *she smirks, shrugging slowly, folding her arms across her chest* getting a drink and squeezing some relaxation in. Why're you here?
[13-23:35] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Well, that's the real trick, isn't it? The Dark Side's ploy...I never originally intended to harm anyone but my hated enemies...but that hate is self-sustaining, and propagates...and after a while I grow to hate without rational thought, and I have reason to harm anyone...even a street vendor...for just about anything. My life is forfeit...I lie only in wait for the day the Jedi relieve me of my duty as a slayer of the hated Ne'kressis, a relief they will surely grant me with the hilt of a lightsabre embedded in my back...
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[13-23:37] 353aa, *Dalris : *Gives her a look as if to say "kill me?"* I think not, to kill me would be most unsatisfactory. I am here because I desire drink and entertainment.
[13-23:38] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Keeps the blade embedded into his high navel/low neck, keeping it into the broken tissue so it won't injure any fatal vocal chords, but where she would feel it in reality. Then turns to his left, picking out a solitary needle from a larger set of them, protruding out of a set on the table. The table seems much more similiar to an embalming table, honostly.. and the room stinks of embalming fluid. *
[13-23:38] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Makes you wonder ... could they be in a morgue, perhaps?*
[13-23:38] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : You could let go of your hate...
[13-23:39] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Well then you've found one. The drink. As far as the entertainment is concerned, you're on your own *leans on the bar*
[13-23:39] b8cbc, *Jaret Snomel : ((badgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadgerbadger))
[13-23:40] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *starts to notice the real smells in here, his chest heaving as he tries to fight off the pain. He watches the needle with his brown eyes, suddenly jerking his hands up... and his body tenses, then slumps as he's stunned by the cuffs effectively, eyes half open as the helpless Jedi sits there.*
[13-23:40] f64bf, *Jenalia : *wouldn't let it crash ...would catch it. and PAUSE*
[13-23:41] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Let go...? His eyes, impossibly beneath the opaque goggles, radiate with sorrow* I am hate...how...how could I let go? It's not simply that hatred consumes me, but that my spirit is now composed of entropic energy, my psyche warped and twisted. Hate is an abstract concept borne of a respect for one's enemy...but after a while, the respect one derives from hating an enemy lies only in the fact that the enemy inspired such raw, primal emotion, rather than any merit or worthiness of the one who is hated....
[13-23:41] 5a694, 'D: wtf. no long posts? what a jip.
[13-23:41] 2609a, ºRonica : http://img12.imageshack.us/img12/2563/batman.gif
[13-23:41] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : You should have let your brother die in peace. No, now his death will be in vain.. *Tapping the needle, dipping it's tip in a vault of sickly green fluid. * You desire revenge. *Said flatly. *
[13-23:41] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( Mwahahahaha.... ))
[13-23:41] 353aa, *Dalris : There do not seem to be many options for entertainment. *Already leaning against the bar with one hip. Oh also, has no weapons on him at all. It so appears.*
[13-23:41] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( I HAVE THAT MOVIE! ))
[13-23:41] 2609a, ºRonica : Oh my god, no one has changed anything! It's a vote! It's a democratic vote! If we end up changing the rule, it was because the majority wanted it!
[13-23:42] 7b84d, *Kaela Kaarien : ((test))
[13-23:42] 2609a, ºRonica : Bat shark repellant!
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[13-23:43] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Because you don't need to be hate. You only choose to be, because you are scared to find another fuel to go by. But.. you could. You could find another reason then hate to go on, and do whatever you feel is right.
[13-23:43] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *has a few on her, is always decked out, since she is always on the job* Indeed. All they have is the band there *she motions towards the band, listening to them a bit, shrugging slowly*
[13-23:45] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *atches this, his heart rate starting up again, blood coating his entire chest* No.. it wasn't. *he objects, watching the man's every move, his voice hoarse, dry... he was thirsty* I wanted it. But I would nto have sought it.
[13-23:45] 353aa, *Dalris : I do not find that entertaining.... *Twists around to look at the band, that face twisting into a sad frown*
[13-23:46] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( Okay...everyone sit tight. I'm about to do a fabulous new profile launch. Works in all browswers, no plug-in's required. ))
[13-23:47] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Oh. But you did seek it out. *Said, as he slowly slides that needle into the other side of his neck. *
[13-23:47] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Yes...I am afraid....fear is part of my consciousness as well..fear for the fate of the universe, or for the Jedi I fight beside. Fear lingers...if you're playing a game of "flaws in the dark side's path," you're dead on, Mistress Tenlae. But I don't think you understand the toll it takes. I am...too mentally tired to go back. Too exhausted spiritually.
[13-23:47] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : You wouldn't be the only one. *looks at her comm, then looks around, eyeing some of the customers, waiting for a specific target to come walking by but, so far no luck about it* What would you define as entertaining?
[13-23:47] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*Considers trying to do his profile in Flash.....*))
[13-23:48] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *jerks ad twitches at this, closing his eyes again, his body tensing, forcing it not to move against the cuffs* no.. I was seeking... justice.
[13-23:49] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( I did a flash profile. It looked all right. I've learned some things since then. ))
[13-23:49] f64bf, *Jenalia : ((g'night))
[13-23:49] 4029a, ºGM : OOC: Night. :)
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[13-23:50] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *The needle was dipped in a truth syrum. * Justice is merely the delusional's tongue for revenge. Just another lie, another way to control. Like the Jedi Mantra, for example. *Said with a light smirk, as he pushes the needle in a little further, the substance flowing into the blood stream.. *
[13-23:50] 353aa, *Dalris : I do not think that is something I should say so openly, but I never had any complaints before. *Notices her fidgeting* I do not hold your attention.
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[13-23:51] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *flinces at this, the pain actually less than what ws happening to the rest of his body * What is this... what are you doing to me?
[13-23:52] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I could help you...
[13-23:53] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : I'm multitasking. *she looks up at him* Does it offend you?
[13-23:53] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Lay still. Before I have a change of heart.. *Digging the needle deeper upon saying this - that being totally unnessecary, of course. *
[13-23:54] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *growls* Tell me what you're doing. to me. *as he feels the chemicals in his system, trying to find otu what they were doing, his eyes unfocusing as he concentrates.
[13-23:54] 353aa, *Dalris : *Tells the truth* Yes, I am deemed less of a priority than other matters. That is offensive... *And turns back to the bar to order another drink. Corellian Ale again. Perhaps she might think he is Corellian.*
[13-23:56] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Breaking you. *A twisted, distraught grin breaking out over those pallid lips. He's start to be feeling extremely drowsy. *
[13-23:57] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *fights against the drowsiness, putting all his concious effort into it, his brow furrowing as he works, tryign to encourage his body to process the drug faster, to purge it sooner*
[13-23:57] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Shakes his head* Focus on the self is a luxury I cannot afford right now. My emotion has molded me into quite a serviceable warrior against the Jedi's enemies..and right now, they need a powerhouse of fire and emotion...that person to sacrifice, though the mighty Jedi would never admit that they need help from a Fallen One. They need someone to do the dirty job they do not have the attachment to do...someone to take on all the pain and the hatred, so they don't have to...
[13-23:58] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *orders a whisky sour**shrugs slowly* Well, then I'll divert all of my attention to you. So why not tell me something to keep my attentions on yourself?
[13-23:58] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Well then, I'll work as a partner to keep you in check so your anger doesn't destroy you along with your enemies *smiles brightly*
[13-23:58] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Tialos' eyes narrow as he sees Kuma doing this, before Hethren roughly grabs the hilt of the dagger protruding out from his throat - twisting it viciously. *
[13-23:58] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Meant to break his concentration utterly. *
[13-23:59] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *it works, the jedi lets out a slight scream, gurgling as his body shudders at the pain, the drug given its chance to rush over him.
[14-00:00] 353aa, *Dalris : *"I used to be an ex-Gatekeeper." - but unfortunately can't say that.* I am.... Josh. *Then attempts to smile. Isn't used to smiling - only smirking with a slight evil leer to it. Will let her decide how he looks smiling.*
[14-00:00] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Continues to twist it, even after the concentration has diminished. This one pissed him off. *
[14-00:01] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *his body shudders again, the stun racing throgh his body once more as he slumps again, shivering constantly.* M... Muh...
[14-00:01] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *But actually, he is venting his agression out on this one, for letting Prefekt escape down the skylanes last night. Is still angry that he was not able to gut that one, once and for all. Has only had one encounter thus far with the Dirano, but already he is ready to rip his entrails out.. *
[14-00:02] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Yes. Mother. Call to her. You'll feel her arms, as you feel the embrace of death's scarlet kiss. *Letting go of the dagger's hilt, leaving it still embedded in him. Then taking a seat before him, his eyes still narrowed ominously, dangerously. *
[14-00:03] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *moans again at the pain, the stun disabling his ability to keep still. He stirrs a bit, but doesnt' try to sit up again, refusing to look at Tialos.*
[14-00:04] 7b84d, *Kaela Kaarien : ((test again..))
[14-00:04] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : A fair compromise. So tell me...while I've been off on my not-so-exciting unhealthy stupor, where've you been gallavanting about? How'd you make your way to the Core from Tatooine?
[14-00:04] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ah. *she smirks, finding that he looks awkward when he smiles* well.. Josh... I'm Sara.
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[14-00:06] 353aa, *Dalris : *And I'm a Jedi. Thinks that. May appear rather newb like, but is not stupid.* Ah. Sara. *Now his lips curl up in an almost knowing smirk, as he turns back towards her again - his new drink having arrived. Picks it up and does that tentative taste again.*
[14-00:07] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *scratches her cheek again, looking a bit embaressed* Well.. uh... I stowed away on a ship,
[14-00:08] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *gets her whisky and pays for it, drinking some of it and leaning against the bar* So what is this about being lonely? You.. of all people
[14-00:09] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( Test ))
[14-00:09] 4029a, ºMazzik : Following is a test:
[14-00:10] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Really!? *He leans back on his heels with excitement a moment, hopping up and down* And then what?
[14-00:10] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Test!))
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[14-00:10] 353aa, *Dalris : *Confuses that "you.... of all people" - giving her a suspicious look, as if she has recognised him from holo's or whatnot.* I am a guest here. It is boring and I wish I was elsewhere.
[14-00:10] 4029a, ºMazzik : Oh, shit. Wait.
[14-00:11] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *shifty foots* I couldn't afford passage you see... and I felt I needed to get to Coruscant... *shifty foot*
[14-00:11] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( Okay...new profile lay out is up and complete. It still has some links to update, but it's there. Everyone wander over and check it out. ))
[14-00:12] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Don't worry...we can rack up a grand old tab on the part of the Jedi! Nothing but cocktails and shockball out on the blood-carver wrought wooden balcony!
[14-00:12] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Don't worry...we can rack up a grand old tab on the part of the Jedi! Nothing but cocktails and shockball out on the blood-carver wrought wooden balcony!
[14-00:13] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : So... well... they found me eventually. Had me doing work to pay off the free ride and eating their food and such. Fixed their ship, cleaned, cooked... so on. One even tried to approach me for something not nice, but that didn't happen again after they saw him fall asleep right after asking *giggles*
[14-00:13] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : And I'm not running up the Jedi's tab
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[14-00:14] f6960, Brin Omega: ((hmmm))
[14-00:14] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Then why don't we go.. "elsewhere" *she takes another drink of her whisky*
[14-00:14] 7b84d, *Kneesaa Gaeriel : ((test))
[14-00:15] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : You mean you didn't kill the man on the spot for asking to procreate? You're far more benevolent than I'd have been.
[14-00:15] f6960, Brin Omega: ((Whoa.))
[14-00:16] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : (( *Reclaims his "Best Profiles Ever" title* ))
[14-00:16] 4029a, ºMazzik : Hm
[14-00:16] 353aa, *Dalris : *Completely misses that implication.* Somewhere with entertainment? Not this.... *Gestures to the band dismissively before downing some of that pint now.*
[14-00:16] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *scratches her cheek lightly* .. Caught what I meant, huh? Well... er... I usually don't kill people.
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[14-00:17] f6960, Brin Omega: ((bring 'er back Maz! :p))
[14-00:17] 4029a, ºMazzik : :P
[14-00:18] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Yeah. Somewhere with entertainment. Can you think of another place that you'd like to go that has entertainment that isn't here?
[14-00:19] f6960, Brin Omega: ((*digs Zephyr's pic*))
[14-00:19] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : True...I suppose our definitions of honour vary, and mine is twisted by the dark side. I suppose killing him might be a bit extreme from the perspective of the Jedi, but would removing his genitalia with your lightsabre be out of order? It certainly seems poetic justice.
[14-00:19] 353aa, *Dalris : *That smirk falls off his face as she catches him with a question he really doesn't know the answer too. So much for being the superior inferior.* Sadly, no. I only passed through this system before...now.
[14-00:21] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Alright then. *gets off the bar, downing the rest of her whisky, and motioning for him to follow* You like races?
[14-00:22] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : .. That would likely kill him too.. *cough*
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[14-00:23] 353aa, *Dalris : No, alien species are inferior and many will be exterminated soon enough. *Eyes her as he copycat's once more, downing all that drink, some of it leaking over his lips as he really isn't used to drinking.*
[14-00:24] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Chuckles* Some healer you turned out to be. Although, as for healing that area, perhaps you made the wiser choice to incapacitate him.
[14-00:25] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *blinks a few times before she realizes what he thought she meant**she laughed, outloud, finding that wayy too cute* Oh my god.. No no no
[14-00:25] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *fights against the drowsiness, putting all his concious effort into it, his brow furrowing as he works, tryign to encourage his body to process the drug faster, to purge it sooner*
[14-00:25] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *laughs softly* Yes... healing that area can be difficult. Partially because embaressment keeps me from working to full compacity *shifty foot*
[14-00:26] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *moans again at the pain, the stun disabling his ability to keep still. He stirrs a bit, but doesnt' try to sit up again, refusing to look at Tialos.*
[14-00:26] 353aa, *Dalris : *Stands straight, puffing out his chest just abit as he enjoys the mention of "God" again in his presence. Yet just stares at her, ultramarine eyes betraying nothing - not amused, nor does he understand the amusement.*
[14-00:27] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : No. Races. as in pod races, as in speeder bike races, as in racing vehicles around in a track... ever see one?
[14-00:28] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *After a while, she'd feel the pain numb out ... all of it. Just numb, all over ... fuzzy. He'd feel as if he were in a dream, and if asked any questions he'd feel a very strong influence within himself, chemically, driving him toward speaking nothing but honostly. *
[14-00:28] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Kuma randomly changes sexes. Hehehe))
[14-00:29] 353aa, *Dalris : *Stares as he runs that through his head* Of course I knew that. *Pride being slated there* Not in a way you describe, I have been hunting.
[14-00:29] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *stirrs a bit, still dazed. He moans softly * ((Its not me doing it, its Tialos))
[14-00:29] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*L* Grah!!))
[14-00:29] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Come, we should start for the Jedi Temple. Else I can't show you all of the interesting kinds of pills to raid in the med bay before I collapse from exhaustion!
[14-00:29] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Kuma ... can you hear me? *Said patiently. *
[14-00:30] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *scratches her head, wondering what the hell he is talking about * well... my.... describing skills don't seem to be all that.... proficient... c'mon... follow me
[14-00:30] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *furrows his brow at that, blinking again * Y... Yes i can.
[14-00:31] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : What is your name?
[14-00:31] 353aa, *Dalris : Hunting is contraptions - machines - chasing eachother. I have done that. *Would beam slightly for that, then places his glass back on the bartop - feeling just slightly tipsy. But what do you expect from someone who relied on something else entirely to prevent alcoholic effects.* I shall follow.
[14-00:32] 353aa, *Dalris : is=in
[14-00:32] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *eyes him* You shouldn't take a bunch of weird pills... *and walks off with the taller alien, lecturing him*
[14-00:32] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *blinks again, swallowing, his throat dry* Kuma Aleen
[14-00:33] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Leads off into the night* *GONE*
[14-00:33] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Where do you live? *A recorder going, somewhere.. *
[14-00:34] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she chuckles, shaking her head and walking out of the cantina, heading towards the tracks, maybe might place a bet on one of the racers*
[14-00:35] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: At the Jedi Temple on coruscant.
[14-00:36] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Could you write me a detailed map and mechanics of the Jedi Temple? *Furrowing a thin eyebrow. *
[14-00:36] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *he furrows his brow * Every level? Every room? No. Some parts yes...
[14-00:36] 353aa, *Dalris : *Moves to follow her then, somewhat aghast to not have a drink anymore. Perhaps 'races' was a secret Eclipse hideout thing. She has weapons however, so moves somewhat closer to her. Knows protection when he sees it.*
[14-00:38] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : You will tell me everything you know about the facility. Who is in charge of it? How well is it funded?
[14-00:38] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Test. ))
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[14-00:39] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Test. ))
[14-00:39] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Test. ))
[14-00:40] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((*requests a pause*))
[14-00:40] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Test. ))
[14-00:40] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *starts to speak. He didn't know a majority of what it is, being still a paladin. He knew the main rooms and a few offices, gives the one in charge, and the funding level that he thinks its at*
[14-00:40] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Test. ))
[14-00:41] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Test. ))
[14-00:41] 10d25, *Mavei : ((BWAAHAHAAA!!))
[14-00:41] 10d25, *Mavei : ((...Bwaha, with less brightly shining color))
[14-00:41] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Wee bit more please Tia?))
[14-00:41] 353aa, *Dalris : OOC: Bwahaha back
[14-00:41] 353aa, *Dalris : *Paused*
[14-00:41] 10d25, *Mavei : ((*ahem*))
[14-00:42] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *many thanks**PAUSE*
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[14-00:42] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *Frowns at this, as Kuma really isn't giving him much information that he doesn't already know. * Your not much good to me alive, are you Kuma? Much like your brother... and that fool who died to stop me. *Clearly talking about Prefekt. *
[14-00:42] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Wow, this text color really doesn't fit this character .. but whatever, hope it's light enough. *Shrug*))
[14-00:42] 10d25, *Mavei : ((<.< >.>))
[14-00:43] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((I know Tia, but things go so fast in here that highlighting it becomes very difficult as it refreshes every few seconds :/ ))
[14-00:44] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((It's straight. ))
[14-00:44] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *he pauses, eyes narrowing * My brother died a hero. *he states simply. Its what he beleived*
[14-00:45] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : He died a disgrace. He died like the rest of his kind - he died like a Jedi. Beneath my boot, begging for death .. repenting. *Those pallid lips twist into a cruel smirk. * Do you want to share the same fate, Kuma?
[14-00:46] 10d25, *Mavei : ((So.. anyone want Sileen or Mavei tonight?))
[14-00:46] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *he growls* That is not how it happened. *he states, fists clenching in the cuffs, careful not to activate them * he died giving another Jedi time to escaper
[14-00:48] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Oh yes, that one. No, he wasn't able to escape because of your brother's death. No. We left him unconcious on the side of the road. I needed someone to appreciate my art work ... and I'm sure he did, when he awoke the next morning. *Grotesquely enough, is refering to that little girl that was gagged and hung by her own intestinal track as art work. *
[14-00:48] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *breathes hevily, and doesnt' reply, forcing the anger down once more, trying to remain calm*
[14-00:49] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : There is no fortitude in the Light, Kuma. You are wasting your time. To truely make your brother's death meaningful, you need to gain power. That swine in that Temple cannot give you that. I can.
[14-00:50] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *he shakes his head * No... I promised... *he states, voice strained* I will have power...but not this way
[14-00:50] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : This is the only way.
[14-00:51] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: No... its the easer way. But not the only way
[14-00:53] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : You are mistaken. You have been brain washed to think that way, Kuma. You will never amount to anything if you follow that path.
[14-00:54] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *shakes his head at that, coughing a bit. He was very pale now, chest starting to clot up in the wounds, but they were still deep, seeping blood* No.
[14-00:56] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : This is your last chance to take my offer willingly, Kuma. I know you don't want it that way..
[14-00:58] 353aa, *Dalris : OOC: I don't really have a character for Sileen :P
[14-00:58] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *he shudders at that, mind churning this information over* I dont want it that way... but... *he gulps a bit, shivering, closing his eyes and tensing his weakened body*
[14-00:58] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : Ergh
[14-00:58] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : But... ?
[14-00:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*L* Probably not. Mavei would get along with your characters a lot better then Sileen would. Even if Sileen would live longer because she's not as snide and such...))
[14-00:59] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *he shakes his head again, not saying anything*
[14-01:00] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : Very well. You have chosen your fate. *And with that, every stun oriented device on him would explode with energy, stunning electricity flooding back into Kuma. To swallow her up in that chasm, that gore of darkness again.. *
[14-01:01] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*HE))
[14-01:01] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((damnit, Tialos. I'm a he Icly. I think I've only played male characters around you for as long as I know you. Wtf? *L*))
[14-01:02] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *lets out a scream of pain at the electricity, body bucking, flesh ripping against the wire before he goes limp again, heatbeat severely slowed*
[14-01:03] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : *And thus the scene fades to black .. I bid you all, adieu. *
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[14-01:06] 353aa, ºV : Actually, Mavei wouldn't be too great with Nekressis characters :P
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[14-01:11] 10d25, *Mavei : ((That, she'd just throw a speeder at them and run like there ain't no tomorrow))
[14-01:12] MSG: V sent a message to Emi.
[14-01:13] a85bb, 'Emi: Sounds good, V. *sighs as she runs off to go study more* see ya'll later
[14-01:13] 353aa, ºV : kk
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[14-01:18] 8ea03, *Jair Karredo : ....thanks Emi. What am I, chopped liver?
[14-01:20] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Yeah, honostly. ))
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[14-02:22] 267f8, *Falcon24: WEAR R MY FRIENDS
[14-02:23] 267f8, *Falcon24: ps i m humping mazzik
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[14-03:41] a85bb, 'Emi: Of course not Mark. *hugs for him too* I don't like liver...it's yucky. You're not yucky.
[14-03:43] a85bb, 'Emi: Of course not Mark. *hugs for him too* I don't like liver...it's yucky. You're not yucky.
[14-03:43] a85bb, 'Emi: *goes off to study more*
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[14-12:05] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn: *glances back at him when he moves closer, raising a slender eyebrow in curiosity of that movement but she shrugs it off, if he tries anything, he'll lose his head**she exits the cantina, taking a right*
[14-12:07] 353aa, *Dalris : *Doesn't even possess the thoughts of trying anything. That isn't him at all, he has just moved closer - near enough to enter that "bit close" zone, yet he seems at least skilled enough not to brush up against her or cause any bodily contact. After all, she hasn't earnt any right for that. Moving with her.*
[14-12:08] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn: *she takes a mental inventory of what she has on her person, moneywise, pondering a bet. A simple one, perhaps one of the greater pod racers were racing tonight.* So you have seen a pod race before?
[14-12:09] 353aa, *Dalris : No, I never had time before to watch anything from inferiors. *Has nothing on his person, bar the clothes on his body.*
[14-12:10] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn: Well then maybe you'll like these. *she shrugged slowly, glancing back at him as she walked at a firm pace, looking around, her eyes taking in everything*
[14-12:12] 353aa, *Dalris : *Walks with that strange confidence in that nothing bad could possibly happen. Perhaps he is stupid, or there is more to him than meets the eye.* Not that I'm not an inferior, like you, you know. Yes... *Adds hastily*
[14-12:16] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she glances back at him* You're quite obsessed with this concept of inferiority. Tell me... why? *she cotninues to walk*
[14-12:18] 353aa, *Dalris : We are inferior, are we not? To the Gods.... *Glances over to her, that slight tilt of his face as his young features catch the moonlight. Walk walk.*
[14-12:19] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she nods slowly* Indeed. The Nekressis are above us... that does make us quite inferior. *she heads towards the stadium, the street becoming more crowded as they walk*
[14-12:20] 353aa, *Dalris : *Flinches just abit at that name, restraining himself from physicall recoiling at it. And this time, he does show a sign of concern to his surroundings, glancing from her and around them both for any hidden threats.* Indeed. *Isn't too much of a talker either.*
[14-12:21] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she notices the flinch, is meant to notice small changes such as that* Do they frighten you? *She says with a smirk, leading him through the crowd, unafraid of removing someone from her pathway* this way
[14-12:23] 353aa, *Dalris : I know of what they are capable off. *Hisses defensively, eyes narrowing just abit as he follows her. One hand dropping down towards the belt of his pants, yet there is nothing their. Perhaps he is used to having a weapon of some kind near that location.*
[14-12:25] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she brings him up into one of the booths, it empty. It's always empty, she made it that way**the view over the track is perfect, they can see right down onto the podracers clearly* indeed
[14-12:26] 353aa, *Dalris : *Slips into the booth, quickly getting himself into it's cramped corner and into the darkness. Why would he crave darkness? Who knows. He doesn't seem to be of the beastly type.* You are young.
[14-12:27] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *glances back at him* What tells you that? *she places her hand on the railing, looking down at the podracers**a betting droid walks into the booth and she pays her bet, making it on the orange podracer* he ought to do well. *she motions for the droid to leave and she turns, leaning against the railing and crossing her arms across her chest*
[14-12:29] 353aa, *Dalris : He will not... *Simply as he gazes off down onto the track.* He will suffer an engine failure..... *Softly spoken, eeriely so - has not spoken in a soft voice before. It's strangely 'nice'. But then the hardness returns, as if what he just said was fairly dismissive.* Young in your knowledge of the Nekressis and thus your Gods.
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[14-12:30] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Le blarg.))
[14-12:31] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Are you a jedi or something? *she quips, commenting on his prophecy of the racer she just bet on**she narrowing her eyes* And you know more?
[14-12:31] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Why must I be the butt end of all of life's little jokes.))
[14-12:31] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((And yes, that's a statement, not a question.))
[14-12:32] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((cause people wuv u))
[14-12:32] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Who is Zephyr?))
[14-12:32] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((I shall answer it as a question :D))
[14-12:32] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((As in who plays Zephyr or who is the character?))
[14-12:33] 353aa, *Dalris : *Seems to glare at her as she dares to call him that.* No *Spits out with obvious venom, one of his hands clenching upon the same table from where he has laid one arm.* I know many things. *Says with that confident nobleish swagger.*
[14-12:35] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Hmmm...both, plx.))
[14-12:35] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Then why not enlighten me as you believe I am young in my own knowledge. *she smirks lightly, seeing his reaction, so easy to make people angry these days. Granted she wasn't complaining, it was their anger that fueled her job. Without angry people, there would be no need for assassins*
[14-12:35] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((Well *points at all the fun little icons underneath her avatar* that's who I am. And Zephyr is an assassin))
[14-12:36] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Oh, that's right. *forgot about those* Hiya, Gem.))
[14-12:36] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((Sup? Whomy talkin to?))
[14-12:36] 353aa, *Dalris : How do the Ne'kressis procreate? *Asks offhandingly as he gazes down onto the track, position in a way for any light to only briefly touch his body.*
[14-12:37] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((No one important. A diseased wretch. BLARGH MISERY. Being in school whilst sick is complaintworthy :((( ))
[14-12:37] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she glances down at the track, stuck on this one, watching the podracers start their engines and the announcers make the introductions* I... don't know.
[14-12:37] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((:P tell me who you be! :P))
[14-12:39] 353aa, *Dalris : Tsk... young.... *And those moonlit lips of his curl up into a knowing and self satisfactory smirk.*
[14-12:41] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Stoney..))
[14-12:41] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Well tell me then. *she looks at him* How do the Nekressis reproduce?
[14-12:42] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((stoneeyy! *snuggles*))
[14-12:44] 353aa, *Dalris : Knowledge is power. There is no reason for me to tell you as then I will be sharing my power with you.... I doubt you are really that interesting in procreation.
[14-12:46] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : You'd be surprised how deep my interest in the methods of Nekressis procreation. *she turns her head, hearing the start as the podracers shoot off, one already blowing up on it's way out because of a mechanical failure, not her podracer though*
[14-12:47] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*Le snuggle*))
[14-12:47] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *inserts "lies* in there*
[14-12:47] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((sicky poo u))
[14-12:48] 353aa, *Dalris : *Looks to her, eyebrow raising* Really? Tell me, what do you think they do... *One arm still stretched out over the table, yet the fist has unclenched. Relaxing abit now.
[14-12:49] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *shrugs slowly* If I say what I think they do I may sound even more inferior to you than I already seem to. *she watches the pods, then looking to him with a fixed stare*
[14-12:50] 353aa, *Dalris : Entertain me... *Lifts that hand, dismissing the inferior comment away. Perhaps his entertainment involves the taunting of others.*
[14-12:51] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *raises an eyebrow* alright. They lay eggs. *shrugs slowly* Eggs can be massly laid, and quickly hatched, resulting in a mass birth and takeover.
[14-12:53] 353aa, *Dalris : That they do. They lay eggs, but that is only one of the ways in which they can reproduce. They do not require partners to do so either, as the Nekressis have no gender. *Simply, speaking in a rather strong tone. Quite happy in knowing more than her and letting her know about it.*
[14-12:54] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Therefore they are A-sexual and much like worms? *she smirked, shrugging slowly* That does make them better than us. Being human, only have to release one child at a time, having sex mostly for pleasure *she looks down at the racers* they are efficient indeed
[14-12:56] 353aa, *Dalris : Sex is for procreation, not pleasure. *Simply.* It is unimportant bar when offspring is required... *And looks down to the race himself, making a private bet to himself on the green pod winning.*
[14-12:57] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : You would be one of the few who would actually think that. *she looks to him, watching him silently, her eyes narrowing*
[14-12:57] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Where is everybody?))
[14-12:58] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((*shrugs*))
[14-12:58] 353aa, *Dalris : I have had no need to produce offspring, it has not been upon my list of priorities. *Spoken simply still. Where the hell was he raised to think this? Still, perhaps it is 'cute'.*
[14-13:00] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Then you've never had sex before. *a casual observation, watching as another podracer goes up in flames, right next to the green pod, but the green pod pulls through smoothly**she smirks slowly, watching the orange one right up in front*
[14-13:01] 353aa, *Dalris : I do not think it matters. *Watching the race and not noticing her smirk*
[14-13:03] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Indeed. *that smirk just curls a little bit more, slowly getting up and walking over to him, sitting down on the table that he had his hand placed on, she folding her arms across her chest and looking at him* And why is that?
[14-13:05] 353aa, *Dalris : *Shifts his arm back abit as he slouches in the corner of his seat, looking up to her as she breaks his concentration on the race* I have no wish to produce an inferior lifeform as of yet.
[14-13:05] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : who says the result is an inferior form? Or if there is a result at all. You've been rather sheltered I think *she looks back down at the podraces*
[14-13:07] 353aa, *Dalris : Indeed, the method is rather inefficient and could require a few tries. It is down to 'chance' and that is yet another bit of icing onto the cake of our inferiority.... *Pauses, flicking his gaze down to the pods* I grew up on a backwater planet. I was a farmer's boy.
[14-13:08] e1b65, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Blah, I'm deathly ill. Bah to the teacher for making me stay after. Solution: cough on his keyboard. Diabolical.))
[14-13:08] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : That explains the sheltered part. *she smirks, bringing a leg up and resting her foot on the edge of his chair, getting even more in his space than she already is* It's that inefficiency that can be used to our advantage
[14-13:11] 353aa, *Dalris : *Frowns slightly at both her comment and invasion of space. Never recalled asking her to sit like this. Yet, it does prevent any sniper shots from hitting him - so will allow it.* I see no advantage....
[14-13:12] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Of course you don't. But since knowledge is power, I would be sharing my power if I told you why it is.
[14-13:14] 353aa, *Dalris : *Opens his mouth, jaw hanging open just abit as she says that. How dare she. There is some rage behind his eyes at this treatment.* You are mocking me.... *Tone just abit cutting as he folds his own arms across his chest, looking past her to the race.*
[14-13:16] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : I am merely using a tool that you have laid before my feet against you. *she looks to the race, finding it cute how he seems to pout at such a loss**his extreme range of emotions rather intruiging and tantilizing*
[14-13:18] 353aa, *Dalris : That tool is mine, not yours. You should not use it... *Almost childlike in his pout here, yet it's not put on.*
[14-13:19] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Finders keepers. *she says with an impish tone to her voice8
[14-13:22] 353aa, *Dalris : *Falls silent, watching the race as he sets his face into that neutral cold position. Would have killed her if he had any powers left, but alas doesn;t.*
[14-13:24] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *she slowly gets up, walking to the edge of the booth, looking down over the race as the third lap commences, the green and orange pods the only two left* Interesting
[14-13:25] JOIN: Tialos Hethren has entered.
[14-13:25] 353aa, *Dalris : You will inevitably lose, you do realize this? *Looks at her as she is somewhat blocking his view with her backside.*
[14-13:25] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Cackle* I need to stop drinking ... ))
[14-13:25] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((yes you do))
[14-13:26] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *glances back at him* Then I'll lose. One cannot fight the invitable.
[14-13:26] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Pounces Zephyr*))
[14-13:27] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((wee!))
[14-13:27] 353aa, *Dalris : I am thirsty. *Off-topic totally, but is noting the dryness of his lips.*
[14-13:29] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *drums her fingers on the edge, actually touching a comm that sits there and a droid walks in, walking over to Dalris and asking for his order*
[14-13:30] 353aa, *Dalris : *Looks to the droid with some mild distate* Corellian Ale... *Doesn't seem to know any other drinks it seems, then looks back to Zephyr*
[14-13:32] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : Whisky Sour *says simply, the droid mixing the two up on the spot as it seems to have it all on inventory and hands him the Ale and walks over to her and hands her the whisky. She pays for both and the droid leaves**she takes a sip of her whisky sour, watching the two pods neck and neck*
[14-13:32] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : ((That question was expertly avoided *collapses*))
[14-13:33] 353aa, *Dalris : *Downs a good deal of the drink in one go, as if the drink will dull down his anger to how she treated him as the inferior. Is superior to her - knows it.*
[14-13:34] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *if he knows it so well, why doesn't he prove it?, so far she's been pretty successful in making him feel inferior when all of his attempts have merely amused her* Well, seems as if there might be a tie
[14-13:35] 353aa, *Dalris : Wrong. *Simply states. And had abit of troublei n being stripped by the Nekressis of everything.*
[14-13:36] 8a41c, *Zephyr Vaughn : *regardless**the green starts to pull ahead but shortly after the orange slams in his gears and passes the green as they cross the finish line* Well. I've made a tiny profit it seems.
[14-13:37] 353aa, *Dalris : *How boring. Glares at the pods - willing the orange one to blow up. Won't happen, but still. Then downs the rest of his drink, some of it escaping to run down his chin.*