[19-23:19] a29e2, *Haley Lorian : *:/ worth a try*
[19-23:19] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((*patpats Haley* Dnt blame me. I'm trying to work with what myself knows about what happened*
[19-23:21] a29e2, *Haley Lorian : Neither do I. Good idea. *moves into the taxi...peering back and waiting for Nyevin once she's seated*
[19-23:22] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Moves gracefully into the taxi, shutting the door and smiling to Haley beneath his mask until the taxi driver yells at him in some alien language to hurry up and tell him where...Nyevin indicates forty blocks in the direction the urchin had shown, and they speed off..*
[19-23:28] a29e2, *Haley Lorian : *fade!*
[19-23:28] EXIT: Haley Lorian has left the chat ( 5:28am, December 20 (CST) ).
[19-23:28] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*Fades, too* Cya Kuma! And bye Vülfing, it was nice to have seen you again!))
[19-23:30] f10a5, 'White Owl: You yoo.
[19-23:30] f10a5, 'White Owl: ...too...
[19-23:33] f10a5, 'White Owl: ...*Dances*
[19-23:47] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((I just bitched out my mother AND my brother))
[19-23:55] f10a5, 'White Owl: ...Well done?
[19-23:57] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((I guess. I feel releived, cause I finally got some stuff off my chest. But at the same time, seeing my brother tell me 'fuck you' and sign off... well, makes me feel bad))
[19-23:59] f10a5, 'White Owl: Huh. Well, you gotta deal with the things you do. Good or bad.
[20-00:00] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Yeah))
[20-00:01] f10a5, 'White Owl: They're family though, so they'll probably be understanding...in a few days.
[20-00:03] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((maybe. My family seems to like to hold grudges, myself included. I still hate someone from something trivial 8 years ago))
[20-00:04] f10a5, 'White Owl: Hey...Me too. It's about 7 years. Meh. Still, they're family and theres a bond that comes with that.
[20-00:04] f10a5, 'White Owl: Usually.
[20-00:05] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: (the bond feels more like baggage at times. My grandma thought I was already knocking boots with my boyfriend when I flew 6 hours to see him. She said "Make sure he doesn't get you pregnant and leaves you like your dad left your mom". BTw, Dad didn't leave mom when she was pregnant. Her youngest child was like 10 when SHE left HIM))
[20-00:05] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((A family of grudge holders, compulsive liars and delusionists))
[20-00:07] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Paranoid delusionists. I very much think people are after me or hate me when they dont.))
[20-00:08] f10a5, 'White Owl: Mm. Are you just sensitive?
[20-00:09] f10a5, 'White Owl: Or is there really a paranoia of random people that you see on a sidewalk?
[20-00:10] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Yeah, I am. And everythign else listed. I will confess, I've lied, cheated, stealed...))
[20-00:10] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((not paranoida to the point of random people. but If I think someone is upset at me, I'll worry myself sick that they're mad.))
[20-00:11] f10a5, 'White Owl: I'm the same way.
[20-00:11] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((so maybe just sensitive as well as timid. I have problems speaking my mind
[20-00:12] f10a5, 'White Owl: Did it feel good doing it just now?
[20-00:12] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: Yeah, albeit at the same time I feel bad for pissing him off at me
[20-00:12] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: I dont HATE him. I'm just bitter.
[20-00:13] f10a5, 'White Owl: That's not a real good thing to be. Bitter.
[20-00:13] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: Like I said, we hold grudges. Even against each other
[20-00:14] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: I'm only now beginning to let go of a few, but there's still lots more.
[20-00:14] f10a5, 'White Owl: Humans do that.
[20-00:14] f10a5, 'White Owl: Everyone holds grudges.
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[20-00:17] f10a5, 'White Owl: ...You -are-human, aren't you? *Cocked eyebrow*
[20-00:17] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: fucking window... I was saying I seem to more often
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[20-00:17] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : 's why I'm glad I'm an ape.
[20-00:17] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *goes back to picking his butt and exits*
[20-00:18] EXIT: Jaret Snomel has left the chat ( ).
[20-00:18] f10a5, 'White Owl: That's why we all envy you J.
[20-00:18] f10a5, 'White Owl: *Retch*
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[20-00:20] EXIT: Traci has left the chat ( 6:19am, December 20 (CST) ).
[20-00:21] f10a5, 'White Owl: Wow...Coming and going.
[20-00:26] f10a5, 'White Owl: *Cough*
[20-00:40] f10a5, 'White Owl: Doo bee doobee doo.
[20-00:45] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *gives WO a doobie*
[20-00:45] f10a5, 'White Owl: Gah! I thought you left. And I don't smoke.
[20-00:46] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Alicorice doobie?
[20-00:46] f10a5, 'White Owl: ...Mmm...I've never had one.
[20-00:47] f10a5, 'White Owl: I would imagine that it'd be almost illegally delicious though.
[20-00:48] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Likely))
[20-00:52] f10a5, 'White Owl: Man...It is freezing outside.
[20-00:52] f10a5, 'White Owl: I sometimes wish I had fur. And a tail.
[20-00:54] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((I want feathers))
[20-00:56] f10a5, 'White Owl: Just superficially or do you want to fly too?
[20-00:56] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((I want to fly. Fly away...))
[20-00:56] f10a5, 'White Owl: I kinda saw that coming.
[20-00:58] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((heh. ))
[20-00:59] f10a5, 'White Owl: Why not a gills and fins? There are much more interesting things in the sea.
[20-01:00] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((True... I love my fish. Used to dream of swimming with them
[20-01:02] f10a5, 'White Owl: What kind of fish?
[20-01:02] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((I had betta fish, girls))
[20-01:04] f10a5, 'White Owl: What were they named?
[20-01:04] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Mrs Bob, Mrs Bob2 and Mrs. Bob3
[20-01:05] f10a5, 'White Owl: ...Uh...huh.
[20-01:05] f10a5, 'White Owl: That's certainly easy to remember.
[20-01:06] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((hey, not like they came when I called y'know))
[20-01:07] f10a5, 'White Owl: Hehe.
[20-01:07] f10a5, 'White Owl: That certainly would be a feat.
[20-01:08] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((well someone did train theirs to ring a bell))
[20-01:09] f10a5, 'White Owl: That's impressive. I can't see any practical use for a bell ringing fish though...
[20-01:10] f10a5, 'White Owl: ...Unless it lived just outside the door...and was some sort of early warning system for the owners of the house...
[20-01:10] f10a5, 'White Owl: Hmm...
[20-01:10] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((ther'es no use for a seal balancing a ball on its nose))
[20-01:11] f10a5, 'White Owl: I disagree. As illustrated in numerous cartoons, seals can use that ability to foil criminals.
[20-01:11] f10a5, 'White Owl: ; )
[20-01:12] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((*smirks*))
[20-01:15] f10a5, 'White Owl: Well. It's about that time. Time to wait an hour and 45 minutes to watch a T.V. Show...
[20-01:16] JOIN: Falcon24 has entered.
[20-01:17] f10a5, 'White Owl: Unfortunately, my current location is insecure due to some sort of advanced maternal auricular ability. I must relocate myself at this time in order to remain undetected.
[20-01:17] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Ie, parents are up?))
[20-01:19] f10a5, 'White Owl: Nope. Parents are sleeping. Mom has some crazy ability to detect me when I'm upstairs, however. They don't want me up past 1 ish.
[20-01:20] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((ahh.))
[20-01:20] f10a5, 'White Owl: I'll catch you around though. See ya. You too Falc.
[20-01:21] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((bye))
[20-01:22] EXIT: White Owl has left the chat ( 7:20am, December 20 (CST) ).
[20-03:47] JOIN: Kuma Aleen has entered.
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[20-09:13] JOIN: Sileen Tenlae has entered.
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[20-09:40] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : All is quiet
[20-10:20] JOIN: Assain has entered.
[20-10:25] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Yay.. people
[20-10:31] 1d581, *Assain: ((Nah, just checking out the logs before work. *will BBLish though*))
[20-10:33] 1d581, *Assain: ((*wave wave* Have a good day))
[20-10:34] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : The day's almost over.. but same to you. :P
[20-11:02] JOIN: Emi has entered.
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[20-11:10] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Yo. My fish is a coward.)0
[20-11:13] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Umm ok.
[20-11:18] JOIN: Emi has entered.
[20-11:19] 8a8eb, *Christoff Dirano : I am so freakishly bored out of my mind
[20-11:21] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Maybe you should write more in your profile. :
[20-11:21] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : That's the longest profile I have seen in recent times. :P
[20-11:22] 8a8eb, *Christoff Dirano : *L* I need to change a lot of stuff in there since I switched chats...
[20-11:22] 8a8eb, *Christoff Dirano : Oh and it's missing a lot of stuff....I just got tired of working on it, so I'm taking a break until I'm that bored again...I'm not quite there yet
[20-11:25] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Heh..
[20-11:26] 8a8eb, *Christoff Dirano : *wanders off to play smash brothers*
[20-13:10] JOIN: Emi has entered.
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[20-14:36] f10a5, 'White Owl: Meh.
[20-15:07] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Meh!
[20-15:09] JOIN: Emi has entered.
[20-15:15] JOIN: SeaBlue Leader has entered.
[20-15:15] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Destroys Firefox for crashing.*
[20-15:20] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Show it who's boss!
[20-15:21] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : I suuuuure did..
[20-15:22] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : o/
[20-15:22] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : !!! :D
[20-15:31] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *snores*
[20-15:32] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *snores softly ofcourse, doesn't have a loud snore*
[20-15:32] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : (<.< >.>)
[20-15:32] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Throws a pillow at Sileen.*
[20-15:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Zzz-Mrrph! *blinks* *snatches pillow and curls up with it* ..Zzz...
[20-15:35] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Plays loud music.* :>
[20-15:37] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *sleeps through it! HA!*
[20-15:37] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Drops water on Sileen then. HAHA!*
[20-15:38] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *leaps up and attaches tot he cieling* *HISS!*
[20-15:40] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Oops.. :
[20-15:40] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *uses claws to crawl along cieling directly above Sea, then shakes water off herself down onto him* Mwah!
[20-15:41] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Waterproof.*
[20-15:41] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : >_<
[20-15:42] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : :D
[20-15:43] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : :P
[20-15:48] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Sheesh.. this place needs more people
[20-15:57] 4029a, ºMazzik : Plenty of people.
[20-15:57] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Where are they then
[20-15:57] JOIN: Falcon24 has entered.
[20-15:58] 9985b, *Falcon24 : RIGHT HERE WACKYLAND
[20-15:58] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I'm here! That's all you need <.< >.>
[20-15:58] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : (Ego? What ego?))
[20-15:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : (Ego? What ego?)
[20-15:59] 4029a, ºMazzik : They are in my pants.
[20-16:00] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hehaheha..
[20-16:01] 9985b, *Falcon24 : Mazzik let us make out now with Sileen and double team her
[20-16:01] 4029a, ºMazzik : kk
[20-16:01] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Woo! o/
[20-16:03] 4029a, ºMazzik : I can RP tonight o/
[20-16:04] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Wooo
[20-16:04] 9985b, *Falcon24 : i might :o
[20-16:05] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Mmm.. RP... good with ketchup...
[20-16:06] 9985b, *Falcon24 : i want to see more female rpers play characters that aren't humanoid
[20-16:06] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : <.< >.>
[20-16:06] NICK: Mazzik changed nick to Sileen Tenlae as a Hutt.
[20-16:06] 4029a, Sileen Tenlae as a Hutt: Like this?
[20-16:07] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *LOL*
[20-16:07] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Slut the Hutt!
[20-16:07] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : A nice Hutt that heals people. Now something like that is really tempting
[20-16:07] 9985b, *Falcon24 : humanoid ie human or human-looking, so yes
[20-16:08] 4029a, Sileen Tenlae as a Hutt: Boo-la-shnigga-moray!
[20-16:08] 4029a, Sileen Tenlae as a Hutt: ho ho ho
[20-16:08] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *pokes about for her alien guide for something obnoxious to play*
[20-16:08] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : What about a blob of some kind
[20-16:08] 9985b, *Falcon24 : i demand more female wookiees and also possibly amoeba-like creatures.
[20-16:09] NICK: Sileen Tenlae as a Hutt changed nick to Sileen Tenlae as an amorphus blob.
[20-16:09] 4029a, Sileen Tenlae as an amorphus blob: *floats about*
[20-16:09] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Too blobby. Besides, I don't think there's any sentient blobs.
[20-16:09] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Yeah, like that.. and it consumes people
[20-16:09] 4029a, Sileen Tenlae as an amorphus blob: Your mom.
[20-16:09] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I could always play an ewok and shed on people
[20-16:09] 4029a, Sileen Tenlae as an amorphus blob: OH!
[20-16:10] 9985b, *Falcon24 : oh shi
[20-16:11] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I know! I'll play a dragon thingie that has had it's mental compacity boosted, and has a box thing it can speak with, that compulsively licks things.
[20-16:12] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : It can fly into the skylight.. and drink from the swimmingpool.. ! ! !
[20-16:12] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Krayt Dragon
[20-16:12] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : YES!
[20-16:14] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Or give it allergies so it sneezes constantly..
[20-16:14] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : OO! Kowakian Monkey-Lizard! I can leap up and attach to people's faces!
[20-16:15] 9985b, *Falcon24 : and breathes fire
[20-16:15] 4029a, ºMazzik : ROFL
[20-16:15] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Yup, those d00ds are hardcore..
[20-16:16] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Oooo..
[20-16:18] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : And the name shall be... Sepiws! Because it is swipes backwards.
[20-16:18] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : You could be a female Dzym.. if there's such a thing
[20-16:18] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : .. This book is severely lacking on a lot of species.
[20-16:19] 4029a, ºMazzik : Hm
[20-16:19] 4029a, ºMazzik : Be my character from KOTOR II
[20-16:19] 9985b, *Falcon24 : be a female asteroid field worm
[20-16:20] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : If I was an asteroid worm, how would I get to Coruscant to drive people nuts?
[20-16:21] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : With an asteroid?
[20-16:22] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Yes. I'll ride an asteroid into Coruscant!
[20-16:23] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ... Could play a wookie.. tearing people's arms out of their sockets does appeal
[20-16:23] 4029a, ºMazzik : OMGZ
[20-16:24] 4029a, ºMazzik : PLAY A QUARREN
[20-16:25] 9985b, *Falcon24 : be a twi'lek who is really ugly
[20-16:26] 9985b, *Falcon24 : or be that chick from ROTJ who is fat and has 6 boobs
[20-16:27] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *L*
[20-16:28] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : C'mon.. I got to have something either obnoxious or fun with the character. Like latching onto facing or ripping out arms or shedding out of spite.
[20-16:29] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Fat chicks don't do that?
[20-16:30] 9985b, *Falcon24 : fat chicks have all the fun
[20-16:31] 4029a, ºMazzik : omgz be a uber jedi than pwns everything
[20-16:31] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Could just play a Hutt :-p
[20-16:31] 4029a, ºMazzik : Because that's OBNOXIOUS AS FUCK.
[20-16:31] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I'll be a jedi monkey-lizard! Ph34r my annoying chitter!
[20-16:32] 9985b, *Falcon24 : be a hutt jedi
[20-16:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Monkey-lizard is funnier
[20-16:34] NICK: Mazzik changed nick to Jedi Mynock.
[20-16:34] 4029a, Jedi Mynock: SKRAW!
[20-16:34] 4029a, Jedi Mynock: SKRAW, SKRAW!
[20-16:35] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *LOL*
[20-16:36] NICK: Jedi Mynock changed nick to Bird´s Mom.
[20-16:36] 4029a, ºMazzik : Hm
[20-16:36] 4029a, ºMazzik : I forgot where I was going with that
[20-16:36] 9985b, *Falcon24 : :(
[20-16:38] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I think I'll play a Sarlacc
[20-16:38] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : <.< >.>
[20-16:38] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : I like that idea
[20-16:41] 9985b, *Falcon24 : hmm. a creature that feeds off of hapless organic beings that fall into its gaping maw and then digests them for thousands of years. Sounds like a woman to me.
[20-16:41] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : You can be a Sarlacc inside The Cantina itself..
[20-16:41] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Mwahaha!
[20-16:41] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *is evil*
[20-16:42] WHO: V last seen 1:17am, December 12 (CST)
[20-16:44] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : (( :/ ))
[20-16:44] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I should have Sileen get a pet blob..
[20-16:46] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *snickers*
[20-16:49] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Ooo! I want a thernbee!
[20-16:49] 9985b, *Falcon24 : /who Mazzik
[20-16:52] EXIT: Falcon24 has left the chat ( 10:49pm, December 20 (CST) ).
[20-16:56] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Boreeed.*
[20-16:56] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *killed the chat*
[20-17:04] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : :(
[20-17:07] 4029a, ºMazzik : Hm.
[20-17:07] 4029a, ºMazzik : Should RP soon.
[20-17:07] 4029a, ºMazzik : After dinner.
[20-17:07] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Someone do a write-up about SoD on the Wiki thing
[20-17:08] 353aa, ºV : Last seen is based on login I believe
[20-17:08] 4029a, ºMazzik : Ah
[20-17:08] WHO: V last seen 1:17am, December 12 (CST)
[20-17:09] 4029a, ºMazzik : It appears you are right.
[20-17:10] WHO: Mazzik last seen 11:09pm, December 20 (CST)
[20-17:10] 4029a, ºMazzik : wtf
[20-17:10] 4029a, ºMazzik : You have been logged in since December 12?
[20-17:14] WHO: Nyevin Maggrig last seen 10:44pm, December 20 (CST)
[20-17:15] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *snicker*
[20-17:15] WHO: Sileen last seen 11:15pm, December 20 (CST)
[20-17:17] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*Gives comp face time with sweet lady brick*))
[20-17:22] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : O_o
[20-17:24] 353aa, ºV : Yes I have
[20-17:25] 353aa, ºV : I have been logged on since then
[20-17:30] JOIN: Pts.Of.Authrty. has entered.
[20-17:31] 7a9e0, Pts.Of.Authrty.: Better do this registration thing before Allen gets mad.
[20-17:34] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ... The face of true evil... http://www.rancorpit.com/bilar.shtml
[20-17:36] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Get it away from me! :
[20-17:37] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Mwahahaha
[20-17:43] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((URL doesn't work for me. :( ))
[20-17:45] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((There it goes.))
[20-17:46] JOIN: Get a Name! has entered.
[20-17:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Alright, sent in registration form. Now I'm bored again.
[20-18:00] JOIN: Maxwell Creed has entered.
[20-18:04] JOIN: Liz has entered.
[20-18:04] 2345a, 'Liz: *grumbles*
[20-18:06] EXIT: Liz has left the chat ( 12:04am, December 21 (CST) ).
[20-18:07] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Pats the grumbling Liz.* Aww, poor baby.))
[20-18:07] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Hmm
[20-18:10] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((Excuse me, there is no 'hmm'ing here. That is a clear violation of Section D, subsection Beta-Gramma. Which also, for some reason (a mis-print perhaps?), means you are a bio hazard. Triple bag and incinerate her!))
[20-18:10] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : O_O *flee!*
[20-18:10] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hah.. that oughta teach her.
[20-18:12] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *hides*
[20-18:12] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Cue awesome chase music and bright flashing, revolving lights!*))
[20-18:14] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ...!
[20-18:15] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: (({Hairy Leia, Hairy Leia. This is Shaved Chewbacca, over.} {Shaved Chewbacca, this is Hairy Leia, what's your Red Four?} {We've chased the Bantha Fodder into Begger's Canyon. We're gonna see if we can't hog tie this little Wampa and have a little Ewok Celebration before we turn her in, over.}))
[20-18:18] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *leaps out of hiding and opens fire with the Pie Launcher 2000 at Maxwell... then flees!*
[20-18:20] EXIT: SeaBlue Leader has left the chat ( 12:10am, December 21 (CST) ).
[20-18:22] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: {She's firing at us sir!} {With what?} {*Smack!* Er...Pie I believe.} {'E Gads man! Grab the forks and plates! We can't let her go, she's a good caterer! *Muffled off comp* Hey! Fruit Boy! Where's my kiwi!}
[20-18:22] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: comp=com*
[20-18:23] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Original Star Wars WEG rules are le confusing :/ ))
[20-18:24] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((No kidding. I almost picked the Handbook up, but decided against it.))
[20-18:27] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((New d20 standards by WOTC are the only thing I understand. I never got d6.))
[20-18:28] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((And most of these sourcebooks by WEG look pretty cheesy.))
[20-18:29] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((Mose sourcebooks for just about anything do *L* ))
[20-18:30] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *is.. going.. to die... laughing...*
[20-18:31] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((Most*))
[20-18:31] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I can breathe... improvement...
[20-18:32] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Dang you, O.R... :P
[20-18:34] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((You're lucky I don't throw Fred into the mix here. Then again, he'd probably be dead in the first day. =p))
[20-18:34] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Okay.. so it wasn't that funny... but everything's hilarious when your brain's been fried by fever
[20-18:36] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: Lies! You lie! *Nudges Nyevin* See, I told you she was French. *Oh Bam! Got his French joke in for the day.*
[20-18:37] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: And for those of you I might have offended, I just want to let you know, from the bottom of my heart, fuck you. ;-)
[20-18:37] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *goes red eyed* Did you just call me... French?!?!
[20-18:38] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: Of course not. I wouldn't insult you like that.
[20-18:39] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Oh.. *eyes go blue again* Okay! *hug* :D
[20-18:40] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: Ah-hahahaha. Robin Williams. *French accent* ''Ah, the Americans! What silly stupid little people. They're so stupid and can't do anythin' right! Ignorant pissons!'' *Pause* ''What's that? The Germans are coming? AMERICANS! We love you! Come over here and have a seat! We love you!''
[20-18:42] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Hehehe
[20-18:47] 1d581, *Assain: ((*slinks in*))
[20-18:53] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *pokes the Force using section of her profile* Somebody tell me if those paragraphs at the bottom make sense
[20-18:57] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Bottom of the Forcey section
[20-18:59] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((I don't get it, Sileen. You say it's based on Jedi Knight? Guess I haven't played that in a while to remember :/ ))
[20-18:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ... What?
[20-19:00] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Nevermind...must've misread.))
[20-19:00] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: Man, you're lucky I even put UP a profile. I usually avoid doing that.
[20-19:08] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Y'know... I remember when Sileen was popular because she always popped up to saving dying characters. Never get to do that anymore. I mean, it's either a complete death someone does, or I'm not online when a slow death occurs, or it's someplace Sil can't get to
[20-19:09] 1d581, *Assain: ((*could arrange a slow death for Sileen?*))
[20-19:09] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : saving=save
[20-19:09] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *blinks* Okay :D
[20-19:10] 1d581, *Assain: ((*s* I need to come back to Coruscant anyway))
[20-19:10] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Weee!
[20-19:11] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: Aw, poor baby.
[20-19:11] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *eyes Maxwell* :P
[20-19:18] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: *Pokes out the eyes&
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[20-20:08] JOIN: Sileen Tenlae has entered.
[20-20:10] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *delayed reaction* OW!! X_X
[20-20:13] 1d581, *Cassius : ((LOL))
[20-20:16] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *blind!*
[20-20:17] 1d581, *Assain: ((*Gaz face* Whiner!))
[20-20:18] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Not whining! x_x
[20-20:19] 1d581, *Assain: ((Hehe))
[20-20:20] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *waves around arms and stumbles about*
[20-20:22] 1d581, *Assain: ((*giggles* I'm so easily amused. *gives Sileen a seeing eye puppy for early X-Mas*))
[20-20:23] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Woo! *hugs doggy*
[20-20:26] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : So.. there's seven people watching. One of which is always logged in, so he might or might not be actually watching at the moment. Two of them are us. Who's the other four?
[20-20:26] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I'm guessing one is Stoney, one might be Mazz, then there's still two left
[20-20:29] 1d581, *Assain: ((*shrugs* O.R. maybe?))
[20-20:29] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Maybe. Then there's still one unknown...
[20-20:32] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : (( http://zhil.shadow1980.nl/chat/master/ I remember SoD in its heyday before all the cool chat features o/ it's a helluva slow server, but I got it working.))
[20-20:32] 1d581, *Assain: ((I dunno. Want to play for a little bit though?))
[20-20:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Sure :)
[20-20:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Hey, I remember that chat :D
[20-20:33] 1d581, *Assain: ((Groovey))
[20-20:34] 1d581, *Cassius : ((And, want me to post first? or you?))
[20-20:34] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Depends... do you want Mavei, or Sileen?))
[20-20:36] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Falleen are blue?))
[20-20:36] 1d581, *Cassius : ((No, Falleen are usually green, but they can change their skin pigments, and Cass likes blue the best))
[20-20:37] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Guess a good dermatologist in SW can make your skin any colour :/ ))
[20-20:37] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Aaah))
[20-20:37] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Can I play too? :( I am teh lonely.))
[20-20:38] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Sure :D Unless Assain has something special planned))
[20-20:40] 1d581, *Cassius : ((More the merrier. I just need to finally play Cass. ))
[20-20:41] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((I'll be Sileen then. More a reason for Nyevin to be around... Cass is on Coruscant, right? We can be anywhere, why don't you post first :D Set the scene (unless you guys want Mavei.. though she's a jerk) ))
[20-20:42] 1d581, *Cassius : ((Yeah, she's on Coruscant. You are a Jedi type too ja, Nyevin?))
[20-20:43] 1d581, *Cassius : ((*thinks that is the Jedi icon. hasn't played with icons yet*))
[20-20:43] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Well, er...Jedi type, is the key word here...))
[20-20:43] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Jedi))
[20-20:44] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((NR))
[20-20:44] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Imp))
[20-20:44] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Aurora!))
[20-20:45] 1d581, *Cassius : ((Ah, TY, Sileen, and *ll* That's good, Cass is sort of a bastardized Jedi))
[20-20:47] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*spins*))
[20-20:48] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Random street corner, licking his lips beneath his mask...in the background, a run-down rodian speaks in garbled Basic words...distinguishable are "death stick" and "lined with glitterstim"* So hard to find these days, what with Coruscant's war time militarization....and you say the glitterstim has been known to enhance telepathy?
[20-20:49] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *sneaks closer....*
[20-20:50] 1d581, *Cassius : *she moves off the docking platform, having just arrived at Coruscant, very much in need of some nourishment as the freeze dried shit they served on the flight just wasn’t cutting it for her. Weapons well concealed beneath the folds of her dark blue garments, her radiating yellow eyes peer around the flourishing civilization, breathing in the various scents of the inhabitants, as it has been years since she had last been here. She moves through the crowd, heading towards the closest cantina she can find, she passes by Maggrig, her eyes flickering towards him for a moment before shifting elsewhere, finding a good enough establishment about a block down and slipping in to finally get something decent to eat*
[20-20:52] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *ducks around Cassius as she eases closer to Nyevin. Her pale features hold an almost motherly look.. a look one might get when they just heard a crash in the kitchen after telling someone not to play with the breakable vase*
[20-20:53] 1d581, *Cassius : ((Did you tell him not to worry about it first though? The vase that is))
[20-20:54] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*L* Nope))
[20-20:54] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : But I want the pure--*his eyes widen as he looks to Sileen, suddenly fidgeting with the credit chips in his hand and throwing them at the dealer. He takes the obsidian case in a rush, jamming it into his pocket and smiling innocently, for what it's worth beneath such a mask* Sil-Sil-Mistress Tenlae! What a..pleasant surprise!
[20-20:55] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : I already saw it, Nyevin! Shame on you! *puts her hands on her hips, giving him a look of disapproval*
[20-20:56] JOIN: CayQel-Droma has entered.
[20-20:56] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((Assain!?))
[20-20:57] 1d581, *Assain: ((Holy shit! *tackles Cay* Wow, LTNS))
[20-20:59] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((*tackled* argh! Hey! Man, LTNS indeed! How are you? Hell, now we only need Lightning :D ))
[20-20:59] 1d581, *Assain: ((L No doubt. And not too bad I suppose, how about you?))
[20-20:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*remembers Lightning* He was a sweetie))
[20-21:01] 1d581, *Assain: ((*nod nod* He's one of the people who'd I'd like to see again. And Death Angel.))
[20-21:01] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((Hehe :D ass .. Fine fine.. Could use some more free time tho))
[20-21:01] 1d581, *Assain: ((who I'd like...*shakes head*))
[20-21:02] 1d581, *Assain: ((I hear that, man. Though I can't complain really, I actually like my job. But what have you been up to?))
[20-21:03] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((Study, work, more study.. and I've got waaay too many years ahead of me.. what about you?))
[20-21:03] JOIN: Emi has entered.
[20-21:03] 1d581, *Cassius : *she takes a seat at the bar, not really wanting to fight for a table, ordering something blue to drink, and a fruity salad thing to eat*
[20-21:04] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Shame on me for what? I'm getting ready for Corellia....enhancing those intuitive Force skills I neglected long ago in favour of combat...
[20-21:04] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((What are you studying, Cay?))
[20-21:04] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : You don't need drugs for that..
[20-21:05] 1d581, *Assain: ((Lately just working and trying to get my fuckin law suit finished. *was in a car accident a few weeks ago* Good thing it was the other guy's fault and he admitted it so hopefully I'll get a car soon. *had to move back in with parents for the time being. Boooo*))
[20-21:05] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Not true...I need to be in tip-top condition...telepathically aware. A little chemical help for the mind cannot hurt someone as willful as myself. I'm not a bloody addict.
[20-21:05] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((Nyevin: Civil Engineer, Softwaretechnology))
[20-21:06] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : You're addicted aren't you? You glit biter! Give it back.. *folds her arms, frowning*
[20-21:07] 1d581, *Assain: ((Oh wow, good luck with that. How many years do you have left?))
[20-21:10] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : I am not! And I'll give it to you...on one condition. You have to try some. See that it temporarily strengthens your Force potential.
[20-21:12] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *gets this kinda appalled "oh my gosh! You want me to do what?!" look* I can't take spice...
[20-21:12] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((Assain: DOH! Dude, some foo dented my car the other day and I aint done with him yet! Did anything happen to you?))
[20-21:14] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Come, come in with me to this diner...I do it in here all of the time. *Begins moving towards the establishment Cassius entered, moving at a stride that offers little room for debate*
[20-21:14] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((Assain: 3,,4,,years,,perhaps..I dont recall anymore..))
[20-21:15] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ... All of the time?! I knew it! You smelled like spice an awful lot! You're addicted!
[20-21:15] 1d581, *Assain: ((Yeah. Head on collision, so it fucked up my back even more then it already is. But it's cool cause I needed a physical therapist anyway, and now I don't have to pay for it. *shifty eyes.*))
[20-21:16] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : All of the time lately, to get into the feel of enhanced sensory perception without it affecting combat ability. *moves in through the door, glancing around for a free table*
[20-21:17] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((Assain: Oh crap man.. thats bad.. are you gonna be okay?))
[20-21:17] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *glances about, pausing as she notices Cassius.. Hey! Falleen! They were pretty rare* *looks back to Nyevin* You really shouldn't do that stuff... it's not good for youi
[20-21:17] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((you))
[20-21:18] 1d581, *Cassius : *she glances back as Sileen and Nyevin enter, hearing Sileen yelling at Nyevin, offering a small smile to Sileen though as she catches her eye before turning back to her drink*
[20-21:19] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *returns the small smile..*
[20-21:20] 1d581, *Assain: ((Dude, compared to how my car is, I'm perfect. Something likes me for some reason cause yeah, I should be worse off then I am. I'm just constantly uncomfortable))
[20-21:20] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : If you can better interact with a patient's mind..you can heal the patient more aptly and quickly. Now that makes a difference in combat...don't you want to ensure the safety of injured Jedi on the battlefield at any cost, Sileen? *pulls out the obsidian case, opening it and withdrawing a death stick..little mineral crystal formations are attached, but remain covered by Nyevin's hand, to keep dark to them* Think of it as a Force exercise.
[20-21:24] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((I wouldn't say that being constantly unconfertable is being lucky))
[20-21:25] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : You're making excuses to excuse your addiction. Glitterstem is not going to make me able to better heal. I already know it's effects quite well because I treated some people who were under it's influence. It's not good for you.
[20-21:25] 1d581, *Assain: ((Luckier then being dead. I was driving a Taurus, the guy was driving one of those huge fuckin diesel trucks 9 out of every 10 Texans just have to own with a large metal bumper on the front))
[20-21:27] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((And some people wonder why I wish Texas would suddenly break off and float away.))
[20-21:27] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Not good if you are weak. I am not weak. *huffs in frustration, putting the objects away once more in his robes* I say you're overreacting!
[20-21:28] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Oh really? Then go just one week without it
[20-21:30] 1d581, *Assain: ((You and me both, Max. I'm hoping my settlement will be enough to get me a good used car and maybe a little left over to move somewhere))
[20-21:30] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Done. I'm not addicted, Sileen. The Force can be used to enhance one's immune system...and even a Kel-Dor can overcome the effects of such a powerful drug. Have you no faith in me?
[20-21:31] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((Never having gone to Texas, I just hope our President isn't what some people boast as 'Prime Stock of the State'.))
[20-21:31] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : You have to keep me around now, so I can moniter you... *glances over towards Cassius again*
[20-21:32] 1d581, *Cassius : *though she really didn't mean to, she was listening in on Nyevin and Sileen, finding their conversation to be terribly interesting. Her eyes flicker in their direction every now and again before she returns to eating her meal*
[20-21:36] 1d581, *Assain: ((*ll* Unfortunately, yeah he is))
[20-21:37] JOIN: Kuma Aleen has entered.
[20-21:37] 3226c, CayQel-Droma: ((Assain: Yeah, I guess... still :/ ))
[20-21:37] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((Oh God. I have lost all faith in that state. Or, what little I had anyway.))
[20-21:39] 1d581, *Assain: ((*s* Ah, I'm not too worried about it, Cay. Like I said, I'm just glad I'm alive and it was the other guy's fault. *Max* At least you don't live here and have to put up with the "Texas pride" bullshit. I swear, it's worse then fuckin high school football.))
[20-21:40] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((No wonder most people 'walk around with big guns.' So they can kill themselves.))
[20-21:41] 1d581, *Assain: ((LOL))
[20-21:44] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Smirks* I'm not complaining. I do plenty of things that're apt to make a healer useful on this accursed planet...if you can keep up with me.
[20-21:44] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((You know why they repealed or lessened killing all the retarded people right?))
[20-21:45] 1d581, *Assain: ((Why?))
[20-21:45] 1d581, *Assain: ((And, Cay, do you have AIM?))
[20-21:45] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : You shouldn't.. I'd be too exhuasted if an emergency came up if I was too busy healing a lot of people. If you feel aggressive, you can spar with me back at the Temple*
[20-21:46] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*chirps* Yes, he does, it's forexs, and he's on right now o/ ))
[20-21:48] 1d581, *Assain: ((Ah wunderbar, thank you))
[20-21:48] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : I have a few friends in the undercity that can make some of the Jedi in that academy look as fools with toy wooden swords...
[20-21:49] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *blinks* Well... maybe.. but still...
[20-21:50] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((W was running for President. That wouldn't look good would it. ''Congrads Mr. President on winning the election, now just have a seat in your new chair. Uh-huh, put this thing on your head. No, no, don't worry. It's a crown. What's that? You like the sound of the title King George? No, sir, I never would have guessed. *Flips the switch.*))
[20-21:50] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*LOL*))
[20-21:50] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Though not you, I must admit. *smirks..but his attentiveness also alerts him to Cassius's glances* Someone you know..?
[20-21:51] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *glances over at Cassius, then back* Afraid not
[20-21:51] 1d581, *Assain: ((DOL))
[20-21:52] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((I love you, O.R.))
[20-21:53] 4029a, ºMazzik : Nobody loves me. :(
[20-21:53] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Strange, exotic creature...and very fetching..but maybe it's all the juri juice I drank earlier talking...*taking a passing glance at Cassius, and responding with a helpless shrug to any pointed and scolding looks Sileen might offer him*
[20-21:53] 1d581, *Cassius : *though she wasn't looking at them when the conversation had turned towards her, she had the feeling they were talking about her. She seems to grow a little bit more nervious, feeling their eyes on her.*
[20-21:53] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((I want your babies, Mazzik.))
[20-21:54] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((That's because you're not me, Mazz. Simple math.))
[20-21:54] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *amused* It might be pheremones. ((I love you too, Mazz))
[20-21:55] JOIN: Get a Name! has entered.
[20-21:55] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((But currently, O.R. is cooler, because he's making me laugh lots))
[20-21:55] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : But...my mask has a closed filtration system. *he blinks, a bit confused now himself at his response*
[20-21:56] e36b8, Get a Name!: maaaaaaaazzzziiiiiik!!!
[20-21:56] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((O.R.: Great for parties, too!))
[20-21:56] 1d581, *Assain: ((*is reminded of the Prophecy for some reason* "In Heaven, we believe in love." "What do you love, Gabriel?" "Cracking your skull"))
[20-21:56] 4029a, ºMazzik : Si.
[20-21:57] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: * is laying very still on the table. The worms were taking a toll on him, his face pale, a sickly sheen to it. He was unconcious, not really sleeping anyore*
[20-21:57] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Or maybe you just find her attractive. Her race is pretty...
[20-21:57] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Eeew! Worms!))
[20-21:57] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((I even come gameboard style. It's like a mix between Candy Lane and Twister.))
[20-21:58] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((they're like ringworms, only bigger. ))
[20-21:58] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((you can get Ringworms from eating Catfish, even if its cooked catfish *random TMI comment*))
[20-21:58] 1d581, *Cassius : *she finally turn slightly to face Nyevin and Sileen* And I'm not eminating any pheremones. But thank you for the compliment. *she bows her head slightly, making her seem almost humble, which is a rare trait for her kind*
[20-21:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((I figured))
[20-21:59] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *blinks, then looks to Cassius smiling all sheepishly*
[20-21:59] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((More like a mix between charades and Chutes and Ladders.))
[20-22:01] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((True, I have my up's and downs. Like a penis, if you know what I mean. *Nudge nudge, wink wink*))
[20-22:01] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Puts on his most charming, and visibly useless, smile. He waves his real hand, the long, nimble fingers gloved, wiggling the fingers individually in a rather uncharacteristically timid greeting* Greetings..
[20-22:02] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*whispers* I think he's hitting on you, Stoney))
[20-22:02] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *must not giggle... must.. not.. giggle..* *raises a hand to cover her mouth, noting Nyevin of all people being timid*
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[20-22:02] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Charades and Chutes...he's a gay mime. *sidles up to Max, twirls his hair*))
[20-22:03] 1d581, *Cassius : ((LOL))
[20-22:03] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Is too often timid...when not strangling...*
[20-22:05] 1d581, *Cassius : *she takes a drink of the blue liquid before standing and moving over to them.* I couldn't help but over hearing you mention the Jedi academy? I'm suppose to head there myself but my sense of direction is somewhat lacking
[20-22:06] e36b8, Get a Name!: *strangles stoney timidly*
[20-22:06] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*L@Jen*))
[20-22:07] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *tilts her head slightly at Cassius's words, then looks to Nyevin quizically*
[20-22:07] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Of course I can show you the way. I'm somewhat of a tour guide enthusiast, as well, and can provide a full description of the entire complex. If you are so gifted in the Force...?
[20-22:07] 446c1, *Maxwell Creed: ((I must now take my leave, g'night all! *Uses a teleportation device invented by Al Gore. Cuz we all know he invents everything. Like the ''internet''*))
[20-22:07] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((*Pets Jen* *face turns blue*))
[20-22:08] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Night O.R.!))
[20-22:08] e36b8, Get a Name!: *stops strangling. scrambles and curls up on top of sileen's head*
[20-22:08] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Hehe..Al Gore. He brightens my day. *Hugs Maxwell goodby3*))
[20-22:09] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*holds still so as not to knock her off*))
[20-22:10] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((Night Valis. ))
[20-22:10] 1d581, *Assain: *the Cube Room was finished, finally rewired, the laser tested on one of the Monogens, the clones that operated her space station. After almost 48 hours of having the dead worms circulate though Kuma’s body, she finally decided enough was enough. That and she was curious is he had decided to accept her help or not. Not that his acceptance would lighten his training in the slightest, but she always felt it prudent to ask. Having slipped on the leather frock style coat again she moves over to Kuma’s side, brushing the back of her left hand against his cheek to stir him, her hands unnaturally cold. Her palm had healed completely, the pink scar tissue having peeled away as well.*
[20-22:10] 1d581, *Assain: ((Night, O.R.))
[20-22:10] EXIT: Maxwell Creed has left the chat ( ''Most of the items we purchase in other countries, are made in other countries.'' -Any guesses? ).
[20-22:11] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *stirrs a bit, eyes opening... unfocused, he couldnt' see and mutters a bit, inhaling sharplym, his vision swimming heavily * Muugh... W... Worms...
[20-22:13] 1d581, *Cassius : In a manner of speaking. *she looks between the two* Ah, forgive me...my name is Cassius.
[20-22:13] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *softly* I'm Sileen..
[20-22:14] 1d581, *Assain: Shh...it's alright. You've done very well, Mr. Aleen. *her tone soft and holding a hint of encouragement, though her left eye stares impassively into his* I'm going to take them out now
[20-22:15] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : How lovely. I am Nyevin Maggrig, duelist extraordinaire and Dark Jedi Master. It is an honour....
[20-22:16] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *blinks, and looks to Nyevin when he says "Dark Jedi Master"* .. um..
[20-22:17] JOIN: Luridus has entered.
[20-22:17] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *quivers a bit, starting to wake up, still drowsy, dizzy. HIs vision fuzzeas out, then comes back * Please.... do so... *he shudders weakly*
[20-22:18] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Glances to Sileen, arching a brow* Inaccurate?
[20-22:19] 1d581, *Cassius : *the scaley ridge of her brow quirks slightly upon hearing his title, but she wasn't getting an overwhelming negative sense off him* A pleasure, truely.
[20-22:19] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *scratches her head, inwardly thinking "well, at least he's honest.."* You're a Master? Didn't know that..
[20-22:21] 1d581, *Assain: *a soft smile touches her mulberry lips for a moment as he speaks, feeling him shudder* But first I want your answer.
[20-22:21] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *looks at her, confused, not remembering at all * ... answer?
[20-22:25] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Yawn*))
[20-22:26] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *His presence radiates a soft inner entropy and pain, calm, for now, and not the nexus of raging chaos it usually tends to be* The pleasure is all mine. But before we gallavant off into the last remaining hope for civilization, the Jedi, can I buy you a drink? Descriptions of dry Jedi halls are so often tedious without a bit of alcohol to lubricate sensibilities..
[20-22:26] 1d581, *Assain: Yes...will you accept me and what I have to offer you? or will I have to continue to treat you like an animal?
[20-22:27] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *stares at her, swallowing hard. He quivers a bit, uncertainly welling up... bitterness, anger, but also frustration, and espar. Finally, he closes his eyes * Y.. Yes... I do...
[20-22:29] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Wimp!))
[20-22:30] 1d581, *Cassius : *smirks slightly and nods. Her own sense is incredably calming, almost like the sort of calm a soft rainstorm can often inspire* I somehow do not doubt that. Thank you. *she would order the same blue drink as before*
[20-22:33] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Who you callin' wimp?)) *Sets a few credits down near the bar tender, smirking at Cassius and then glancing to Sileen* I consider myself a Master, anyway.
[20-22:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Kuma!)) Ah.. *falls silent*
[20-22:34] e36b8, Get a Name!: LLAMA!
[20-22:34] e36b8, Get a Name!: i've only been ic once in 5 days....wtf is wrong with me.
[20-22:35] 353aa, ºV : I havent even been IC :(
[20-22:37] 1d581, *Assain: *her left eye blinks slowly and she sighs softly, her hand dropping away from him, closing her eye for a moment. Tialos would have his pet. Now it was only a matter of time. When she opens her eye again, again she would reflect a sense of hatred and disgust for him before moving behind him. A drawer opens somewhere behind him, as well as other rustling noises, before she wheels over a tray with several items on it, though most notably would be 4 pipets, a jar with a greenish creme in it, a metal knife, though she had more advanced and painless tools at her disposal, and a cybornetic eyeball. She pops her neck before prying her eyelids open with her right hand and then quite literally removing the smooth white eye. Her eyelid falls flat over the void for a moment before she would again pry her eyelids apart, inserting the cybornetic eye, adjusting the eye until the wires of the eye connect with her optic nerves. She blinks several times, the black pupil of the cybornetic eye adjusting several times before fnally settling*
[20-22:37] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((LLAAAMAAA!))
[20-22:37] e36b8, Get a Name!: in how long?
[20-22:37] 353aa, ºV : I've lost count :/
[20-22:38] 353aa, ºV : I owe a few rps, but Xmas+Retail+Other Stuff = V is busy bee
[20-22:39] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *stares at this, transfixed in horror, laying his head back, his fingers flexing stiffly inside their tiny cages * ... Anestetic? *he asks hopefully*
[20-22:39] 1d581, *Cassius : *again quirks her brow* Self assigned title?
[20-22:42] 1d581, *Assain: *she sighs softly before picking up the white eye and places it in a holding container to keep it from rolling around, as she really didn't want that "eye" to drop on the ground before she picks up the scalpel and begins to cut the tissue of his clothing, locating 3 of the worm, 2 in his upper body, and 1 having gone down to his left leg, but the 4th worm was no where to be seen.* That would kill the worms. *this said simply, glancing at him* Would you like something to bite down on?
[20-22:42] JOIN: Get a Name! has entered.
[20-22:42] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Winks* Few, Miss Cassius, will, in history, be able to accuse Nyevin Maggrig of being an indecisive man.
[20-22:43] e36b8, Get a Name!: you should give me a christmas rp. *nod*
[20-22:43] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *snicker*
[20-22:43] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((You should give me a retail RP. *nod*))
[20-22:43] 353aa, ºV : Come online fairly early on Xmas and I might be able too :P
[20-22:43] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *stares at her * ... But... but... *he stares at the knife, and lets out a small whimper, not saying anything.*
[20-22:44] 353aa, ºV : Xmas Eve Im working, then works do, then parents. Xmas Day is standard affair so wont be available till night, but cant go to bed too late since Im working Boxing Day
[20-22:44] 353aa, ºV : This Xmas is gonna suck :/
[20-22:44] e36b8, Get a Name!: yeah. i work christmas eve. :(
[20-22:44] 4029a, ºMazzik : wtf
[20-22:44] 4029a, ºMazzik : V
[20-22:44] 4029a, ºMazzik : Do like me
[20-22:44] 4029a, ºMazzik : Go to school
[20-22:45] 4029a, ºMazzik : And live off student loans
[20-22:45] 353aa, ºV : I earn money
[20-22:45] 353aa, ºV : I can buy anything I want
[20-22:45] 353aa, ºV : Wait sorry, disturbing rp
[20-22:45] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Get an edumacation.))
[20-22:45] 353aa, ºV : *shuts up!*
[20-22:45] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((I work, but its a 6 hour shift instead of 8 hours*
[20-22:45] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Not bothering me.))
[20-22:45] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*off Christmas Eve, though works Christmas day*))
[20-22:46] 1d581, *Cassius : *chuckles softly herself and nods* Certainly something I can't say for myself but *shrugs slightly* there is a certain art to indecisiveness
[20-22:46] 1d581, *Cassius : ((Me neither))
[20-22:47] e36b8, Get a Name!: ...not that it'll feel any different. people are already scouring their houses for things to bring back so they have the extra cash.
[20-22:47] 4029a, ºMazzik : You're not disturbing RP.
[20-22:47] 4029a, ºMazzik : I don't rule the room with an iron fist.
[20-22:48] 353aa, ºV : So yeah. Xmas is tight this year for me. Got Thursday off, but Im running the SoD Tapani Sector RPG irl
[20-22:48] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Oh, I heartily agree. Often I find myself being indecisive as to whether or not I'm being decisive enough. *His tone retains a thick, ever brooding, but decidedly facetious tone, and he casts a glance to Sileen as if to ask "how am I doing?"*
[20-22:48] 353aa, ºV : as a Xmas Special for my friends
[20-22:49] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *gives a very slight nod when he looks, then slides her gaze away, letting the two talk*
[20-22:50] 1d581, *Assain: *she draws in her breath in a sharp serpentine hiss as he whimpers* Are you finished?
[20-22:50] e36b8, Get a Name!: O_O
[20-22:51] 1d581, *Cassius : ((O_O Where did everything go?))
[20-22:51] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((wtf? ))
[20-22:51] 4029a, ºMazzik : I DIDN'T DO IT.
[20-22:51] 4029a, ºMazzik : I SWEAR TO CHRIST.
[20-22:51] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Can you repose Assain? I didn't get a chance to read yours))
[20-22:51] 353aa, ºV : I didn't do it
[20-22:51] 4029a, ºMazzik : DON'T BLAME ME.
[20-22:51] e36b8, Get a Name!: baaaaaad mazzik.
[20-22:51] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Did Cassius make an IC post yet?))
[20-22:51] 1d581, *Assain: ((*eyes the admins* ))
[20-22:51] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((I'm not going to))
[20-22:52] 1d581, *Assain: ((Repost)) *she draws in her breath in a sharp serpentine hiss as he whimpers* Are you finished?
[20-22:52] 4029a, ºMazzik : IT'S NOT MY FAULT.
[20-22:52] 1d581, *Cassius : ((And not yet, posting now))
[20-22:52] 353aa, ºV : It wasn't Mazzik's fault. I know who did it
[20-22:53] e36b8, Get a Name!: okay. it was SILEEN!!!
[20-22:53] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *gulps a bit, staring at her, now sweating, beading across his pale forehead* Please... numb the pain...
[20-22:53] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Cay? Jeezral?))
[20-22:53] 1d581, *Cassius : *she glances again between the two, and then feels somewhat ashamed for evesdropping again* I apologize for interrupting your evening. I will leave you two to talk, if you like. I'm really in no hurry
[20-22:54] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Guilty, I admit <.< >.>))
[20-22:54] 353aa, ºV : I can't say. I stumbled upon the information by mistake :)
[20-22:54] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: (Persopnally I dont care who's fault it is, or who did it. I'm mostly surprised is all, nto mad))
[20-22:54] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : That's quite alright *smiles warmly* Your presence is bothering neither of us
[20-22:54] 1d581, *Assain: ((L))
[20-22:55] 4029a, ºMazzik : I need to get a copy of Ronnie's banner.
[20-22:56] 4029a, ºMazzik : So I can take this damned Cantina banner down.
[20-22:56] e36b8, Get a Name!: cause she was all "LLAMA!" and didn't want anyone to see it.
[20-22:57] 1d581, *Assain: *she chuckles softly, though it's entirely humorless, almost holding a metallic echo to it before she fixes both eyes on his left bicep where one of the worms is currently making its way down towards his ribs* Don't worry...you'll go numb after a while. And to try to refrain from squirming too much, my hand is only so steady. *she then pinches his flesh where the worm is, feeling the worm squirm under his skin from the added pressure of her before she slowly begins to cut into his flesh, the knife finely sharpened*
[20-22:58] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Jen knows me too well! :o))
[20-22:59] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *he tenses, then jerks as the knife cuts into his flesh, a shrill scream coming, before his voice breaks again from the dryness returning to his throat, body arching back onto his shoulders from the pain.... which only lastsa a few as the combination of blood loss and shock tosses him back into unconciousness. *
[20-23:00] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Actually, I quite welcome you into the fold. We Jedi have to stay close in these dark times...whatever side of the coin our spiritual eccentricities bring us to..
[20-23:03] 1d581, *Assain: *despite his struggling she keeps the incision perfectly straight, curving just under where the head of the worm would be. She then proceeds to pull the worm out of his vein by hand, his blood flowing rather freely as she had to cut into the vein itself to get the worm out. As soon as she has the worm out though, she places it in the vial and then immediately applies a thick layer of the cream to the wound, the cream stopping the blood flow instantly. She looks up at Kuma before quirking her head to the side and slipping into his subconcious, siezing his mind via the Force, her irritation with him beyond imagination as she almost literally pulls him back to conciousness, rocking his subconcious with twisted visions that flash like a strobe light, no one image lasting more then a second*
[20-23:06] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *shudders as he's pulled back out, and resists, furiously, desperately resists returning to conciousness, his subconciojs nightmares as bad as reality in a way as he sinks in and out of conciousness, groaning softly in reality, screaming in terror in his mind*
[20-23:08] 1d581, *Cassius : Amen to that. *takes a drink of the blue liquid and shakes her head slightly, resisting her urge to question Sileen's involvement, if she was a Dark Jedi as well, finding it somewhat odd that she had found herself in an actually friendly situation with a proclaimed Dark Jedi Master, when her own Master had warned her several times that none could be trusted. That was where she and he had always gotten into arguements, Cassius often being far too open to accept people as individuals instead of disguarding them all into certain classes. But then again, she had always had a slight problem with that.*
[20-23:09] e36b8, Get a Name!: *ambles*
[20-23:09] EXIT: Get a Name! has left the chat ( 5:09am, December 21 (CST) ).
[20-23:10] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *remains silent once again*
[20-23:16] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : My oath to the Order was one not taken lightly...and I was once a Jedi myself...therefore I cannot see myself bringing one willfully to harm. If the Ne'kressis threat is ever gone, however...I suspect I shall be back into hiding. *addresses this to Sileen and Cassius, glancing back and forth between the two*
[20-23:17] 1d581, *Assain: *when she locates the second worm, she releases her hold on his subconcious, as she could only concentrate on one thing at a time, really, at least when it came to such precarious surgeries. She has one of the Monogen's get a sample to find out Kuma's blood type, and then would have his rehydrating fluid switched out with blood to replace what he had lost, both from the worm and the cut. She removes the second and third worm without further trouble, the thick layers of cream on the wounds serving as a block as well as a healing application, sort of like a gelatinized form of baccta. She runs a deeper diagnotstic on Kuma, trying to locate the 4th worm and finally finding it, the worm having traveled from the surface level, into the portal vein leading down from the liver towards his intestines. She closes her eyes and mutters something in an alien tongue before looking to Kuma and slapping him sharply to wake him, knowing that if she tried to diverge into his psyche again she wouldn't be able to control her temper and might rupture a brain vessel*
[20-23:17] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *looks up at Nyevin, smiling lightly* Now if we could just do something about your temper...
[20-23:19] 1d581, *Cassius : *her hand tightens around the glass when Nyevin mentions the Ne'kressis, though this is her only outward sign of any resentment before painting on a smile again as Sileen speaks*
[20-23:21] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *his head snaps to one side, eyes opening, albeit his vision was nothing but pained blurrs * It... hurts... gah... *he sobs, body shuddering uncontrollably *
[20-23:25] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Poor Kuma... if you were on Coruscant I'd totally be to the rescue *hugs him*))
[20-23:26] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : Control...? What is this word of which you speak? No, no, control is something I forsook long ago...
[20-23:27] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *soft sigh* Yeah I know...
[20-23:28] 1d581, *Assain: Be silent while you still have the means to do so. *she wasn't sure what made her angrier, the fact that she hadn't predicted that the worm wouldn't remain at surface level or the fact that Kuma didn't seem to realize how precarious a situation he was in. His constant begging and pleading was growing dull, and though she knew she would never go thristy again as he his tears could replenish her for eturnity, now was not the time to be wasting what might be the last moments of his existance on stating obvious facts* Listen to me very carefully. The worm has gone far deeper then I expected it to. A miscalculation on my part, I admit, but now I need you to concentrate. On anything. On the pain if you must, though that may prove to be counterproductive. Do not let the fact that "you hurt" cloud your judgement on if it matter if you live or not, do you understand?
[20-23:28] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : The only society of Jedi that ever enamoured me of their control and balance was...no, it's silly...they're probably all dead by now, their traditions lost to history.
[20-23:29] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *continues to shudder, gasping for breath, his eyes tightly closed. He heard her, but was almost reluctant to obey.* I'm going to be sick...
[20-23:30] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Was...?
[20-23:30] 1d581, *Cassius : *she quirks her head curiously* Please, go on. Who?
[20-23:33] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : There was a Force tradition on Dorin I'd heard vague rumour of...they were called the Baran Do sages. Old Republic era...they were renowned for their knowledge and wisdom...if I found their texts, I might consider the journey away from darkness...into their more even tempered bearing.
[20-23:33] 1d581, *Assain: You're going to be dead if you don't mind yourself. *this said matter of factly.* I will help you as much as you can but you must be the one to take hold of your own life. Are you ready?
[20-23:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *looks thoughtful*
[20-23:35] 1d581, *Cassius : Mm...if you don't mind my asking, what was it that drew you to the Darkness?
[20-23:35] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *swallows again against the rising bile. The sensation of veins being cut was nauseating, and he was still rather gone * I... *he wavers, almost tempted by death...*
[20-23:39] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Sniffs contemptuously* I was such a little bantha scout, by the book Jedi back then, Miss Cassius...I would never have been lured to the dark side. But when a nefarious power of evil bends and warps the mind in such a way, it often changes philosophy, outlook...I could not help but lead a legacy of torment and pain...for I'd...committed the worst and most attrocious crime my people or the Jedi could ever have thought of..
[20-23:39] 1d581, *Assain: *she allows him this moment to think as she communicates with the Monogen's, arranging a sort of hasty opperation, having a chemical injected into the IV that would slow his blood flow, thought doesn't give him an anesthetic as that would likely kill the worm. At this point, she wasn't really sure what was more important to her...finding out the results of the worm burried inside Kuma or Kuma himself...the worms were certainly allot easier to deal with but despite Kuma's whinning she was growning attached to the boy...and Tialos wouldn't pay her if he was dead. Once the new chemical has worked its way into Kuma, she looks to him again* Mr. Aleen. Are you ready?
[20-23:39] JOIN: Tialos Hethren has entered.
[20-23:39] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Stretch*))
[20-23:40] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ... What?
[20-23:40] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *his heart was racing, the thick blood going through him and he swallows * I... I have no choice.
[20-23:41] 1d581, *Cassius : *her eyes become soft and thoughtful as Nyevin speaks so freely about his own pain and crimes, looking to Sileen, assumating that this was news to Sileen as well.*
[20-23:41] 4029a, ºMazzik : Nyevin had Backstreet Boys posters all in his dorm at the Academy.
[20-23:42] 4029a, ºMazzik : And one day, a Master came and woke him up because he had slept in, and saw the posters.
[20-23:42] 4029a, ºMazzik : INSTANT EXILE.
[20-23:42] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Backstreet Boys <3 <3 <3))
[20-23:42] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *yeah it was, she had always accepted he was dark and such, and never wanted to pry and ask why..* ((*GASP* Mazzik! Even Nyevin isn't THAT evil))
[20-23:42] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Er.. maybe he is..))
[20-23:42] 1d581, *Cassius : ((*chokes!*))
[20-23:43] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Gives Cassius the hymlick maneuver*))
[20-23:44] 1d581, *Cassius : ((Ew! Cooties!))
[20-23:44] fee26, *Tialos Hethren : ((*Then chokes her again. *))
[20-23:44] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : I murdered another Jedi...*his eyes grow distant, hands balling into fists* I couldn't...I could not...I could not resist the mind influence of the dark one that accosted me...his call was so strong, it poisoned my thoughts...he used me as an instrument to destroy a Jedi I had attempted to rescue...and left me, my psyche broken and struggling to comprehend what it had done, upon the deck plating.
[20-23:44] 1d581, *Cassius : ((Gah!))
[20-23:46] 1d581, *Cassius : *she blinks slowly, feeling his anger far more strongely then she should have, just watching him*
[20-23:46] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *sits there silently for a long moment, absorbing this new information. Information that explained so much.* *softly* I'm sorry, Nyevin...
[20-23:46] 1d581, *Assain: *she smirks slightly* Now you're getting the idea
[20-23:48] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: Wh... what do you want me to do?
[20-23:55] 1d581, *Assain: Stay awake. And again...try not to writhe too much. *she gives him a moment longer to brace himself before closing her left eye for a moment, the pupil of the cybornetic eye adjusting to exposed belly, before she looks to the assisting Monogen and makes the first cut, deep and about 4 inches long to make sure she could get a clear view, the pupil of the eye adjusting again to peer deeper into his body. Though the chemical she had injected into him had slowed his blood flow, it was still flowing rather freely* Brace yourself, because this is really going to hurt. *the assistant uses a suction device to clear away some of the blood, applying a tool to hold open the fresh wound as she uses another tool to gently push aside the liver to better expose the portal vein, looking for where that pesky little worm was hiding*
[20-23:57] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *'s arms shudder, and he closes his eyes, feeling unconciousness swimming up, but he fights it off, even while slowly loosing, he keeps it up valiantly, breath held tightly, body taut as a bowstring*
[20-23:58] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : That's alright...just an old memory...we all have our scars, I suppose...and after Corellia, we'll all have a few more...
[21-00:01] 1d581, *Cassius : *she nods slowly again, feeling the weight of his words, and finding herself sympathising, though on a far more personal level then just her talent. Though she hadn't bore witness to the death of her family, none the less she had felt the impact as surely as they had felt the impact of the bombs.* May the new horizon come swiftly then...whoever's banner it carries
[21-00:01] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : *Seated on the floor of the lounge, once again fiddling with the paperclip sculpture she was building before. Beside her rests an active datapad, containing reading material for a class; apparently suffered a fit of ADD, and thus the attention to the paperclips rather than her lessons.*
[21-00:01] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *looks down* .. Probably too true...
[21-00:04] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : You are joining us for our little excursion to Corellia, yes?
[21-00:06] 1d581, *Assain: *she speaks again to the Monogen, speaking in their "native" tongue, a sound like a cross between a mechanical clicking and the chattering of teeth. The assistant switches tools and gets a small needless syringe, filling it with the greenish cream as she locates the worm. She pauses for a moment as she takes a pair of long tweasers and after a moment of calculation she cuts into the vein, just barely enough to open it so she doesn't sever the vein in half, quickly siezing the worm by it's head, which pokes out as soon as the cut is made and pulls it out, Kuma likely getting an overwhelming sense of nausea as the worm is pulled from his body, the Monogen immediately admisitering the cream over the small cut*
[21-00:06] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *he does, and this time, bile does rise up, and leave, as well as stomach acid, his body convulsing with the heaves as he looses control, just moments after the cream is put on and the worm removed*
[21-00:06] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *slips into the lounge, leaning against the entryway and flicking his gaze towards Melyndy. Watches her for a moment before he proceeds further into the room, his boots falling heavily on the duracrete floor of the Temple* Are you sure the Order is really your calling? You seem to be quite an accomplished artist.
[21-00:07] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((eww. I've had to pull a nail out of my foot. Probably feels about the same as that))
[21-00:07] 1d581, *Cassius : *she nods* So it is my intention. I was a medical assistant for several years...and when rumor of the siege made its way to me, I decided to finally put myself to good use*
[21-00:08] 1d581, *Cassius : ((*kicks off that last star*))
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[21-00:10] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : *laughs lightly* Well...I don't know about that. An accomplished procrastinator, for sure. That's nice of you to say, though. *makes a minor adjustment one way...considers it...then twists it back a bit* Maybe I can consider it a fall-back career.
[21-00:11] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *slight nod* Likewise..
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[21-00:11] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Nods, but seems suddenly aloof...standing* I..should take my leave...I am...sorry. Perhaps our tour can occur some other time..I have a bit of thinking to do..
[21-00:12] 1d581, *Assain: *she draws back quickly as he vomits fluid, the fluid splashing onto her hand, her eyes widening before she deposites the final worm in its tube, noting how it was much fatter then the other three, naturally. Her left eye twitches compulsively as she slowly sets down the knife and then slowly wipes off her hands, her movements obviously restrained. She leaves the Monogen to patch up the cut no Kuma, crossing to the sink, turning the water on full hot before taking what appears to be a sponge, though the sponge itself is like a sandy rock, and she proceeds to wash her hands, steam billowing from the sink as her skin yeilds to the hot water and the rock, literally peeling off the layers of her hand where Kuma's fluid had touched her*
[21-00:13] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : *Exits the establishment, presence bleeding from a tender wound he'd thought was properly closed long ago..*
[21-00:13] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((In other words, need zzzzzzzz...))
[21-00:14] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : ((Night Stoney ^_^))
[21-00:15] 1d581, *Cassius : *she looks up to Nyevin as he stands* I would like that very much. It was a pleasure again, Mr. Maggrig. *this said of course before he leaves before she falls silent again. She sighs softly and her brow furrows before she looks back to Sileen* I am so sorry...I...I often don't know when to keep my mouth shut.
[21-00:15] 1d581, *Cassius : ((Night, man, thanks for the RP!))
[21-00:16] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : It's not your fault.. he has a lot of inner demons is all. *looks after Nyevin , then to Cassius* I should go after him... *slides up to stand* Here.. *sets a datapad down on the table* These is my little map to the temple. You can head there whenever you are ready... but be careful if you decide to delay. There's dangers for those us of in touch with the Force even here.
[21-00:17] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((datacard, not pad))
[21-00:20] 1d581, *Cassius : *she nods and takes the pad tucking it away with the pocket of her sleeve before extending her hand to Sileen* Thank you again for your help and kindness. I hope to see you both again
[21-00:21] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Or just keep it as a skill. Every Jedi needs a skill. *smirks, finding a comfy place to crash. A couch. Stretches slightly and looks around the room* Can I ask a question?
[21-00:21] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *smiles brightly* You likely will... *with that, she quickly heads after Nyevin*
[21-00:22] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *shudders again, continuing to throw up before he's dry heaving, head turned to avoid choking on it, oblivious to her scrubbing so viciously*
[21-00:22] 1d581, *Cassius : *watches as Sileen moves after Nyevin, feeling terrible for being nosey, but then again...if Nyevin was so plagued by his guilt...perhaps there was hope for him yet. Ah, ever the optomist*
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[21-00:23] 92032, *Rhynn Morgana : ((*peeks*))
[21-00:24] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : So true. I'd say "What are the odds this one would come in handy at a crucial moment?", but then that'd just about guarantee it'd come in handy at a crucial moment. *Shifts around to settle in crosslegged as her gaze slides to him. Tilts her head.* Sure, go for it.
[21-00:26] 1d581, *Assain: *after several moments, her hands pink and tender she finally turns off the hot water, slipping on her leather gloves again, even buttoning up her jacket to cover as much flesh as she could to avoid Kuma's fluid from touching her again. She moves over to the table, the Monogen injecting another sollution into his IV that should decrease his nausea, Assain's left eye still much wider then ususal and still twitching even as she disconnects the cybornetic right eye and would again fill the voin with the simple smooth white eye*
[21-00:27] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Awesome. *pauses for a moment* Why don't you like me?
[21-00:28] 1d581, *Assain: ((voin=void))
[21-00:29] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *hardly notices this as he starts to let himself slip into Unconciousness finally, his body stitched up, pale still, but color returning as blood is pumped into him gently.
[21-00:29] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *
[21-00:32] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : *blinks slowly* I don't like you? I must not've gotten that memo...
[21-00:35] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I assumed you didn't. It seems that none of Eve's friends are particularly fond of me.
[21-00:40] 1d581, *Assain: *she watches him, swallowing slowly as she allows the Monogen's to work on Kuma, one of them quickly working to clean the mess, scrubbing the polluted areas as fiercly as she had scrubbed her own skin. She takes several slow deep breaths, but every breath fills her lungs with the putride scent of his bile until finally she moves off towards her containment cabinet, her eye scanning the labels quickly until she finds what she's looking for. An chemical combination that would induce a sporadic arrhythmia, knowing that with his weakened condition the combination of his new blood flowing so quickly would create extreme diziness and nausea, though thanks to the antinausea medicine the assistant had given him, even if Kuma had something in his stomach he would likely not be able to relieve himself. She crosses back to his IV, drawing out several cc's of the new fluid before injecting it into his IV. She wanted to bleed him dry, to remove every ounce of fluid in his body, but she was concious enough to know that such a thing would likely result in his dying*
[21-00:41] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Wellsee...the thing is, I used to not like you...but that was mostly because I was concerned that you were just jerking Eve around, and I didn't want to see one of my best friends get hurt. *tucks a strand of hair behind her ear* Once I got to know you a bit more, and got the feeling that you weren't jerking Eve around, and noticed that you weren't so much...you know...killing-inclined, I didn't not like you anymore. *pauses a moment, rerunning that last bit in her mind to make sure she got the nots/negatives right to say what she wanted*
[21-00:46] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Killing-inclined. I like that. It's very...diplomatic. *grins slightly* It's a lot better than berserked psychopath.
[21-00:46] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *groans as the fluid takes effect, closing his eyes as everythign spun and swam, his head throbbing horribly as he swallows repeatedly, as though trying to keep from vomiting. HIs fingers curl in the cages around them, the knuckles pressed white against the tops as he groans again *
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[21-00:50] 1d581, *Assain: *she moves over to his head, starring down at him* You should get some rest, Mr. Aleen. *her voice is almost detached, as though this was just an automative response* You have a very busy day ahead of you tomorrow.
[21-00:51] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Yeah, it's a little more subtle. Though "berserked psychopath" gets the dramatic and ominous-feeling-creating points. *mirrors his grin* So yeah, now that those few things are pretty much straightened out...I'm good. Of course, if you would decide to devastate Eve or make a comeback as a berserked psychopath, then that good-ness will go downhill real fast.
[21-00:51] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *his heart raced, he gasped for breath frantically, trying to keep up with the oxygen/co2 exchange in his bloodflow, staring up at her, eyes rolling * I... can't... Breathe... *he rasps, hearing a dull ringing in his ears as his vision fades*
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[21-00:55] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : There's nothing wrong with being a berserked psychopatch. As long as it's done...tastefully. Say, against the bugs. Or something. And you don't have to worry about me hurting Eve. I'd think I'd have to kick my own ass if I did that.
[21-00:57] 1d581, *Assain: Pain, as you will soon come to realize if you haven't already, is a crucial part of your reeducation. You have been taught to fear pain, Mr. Aleen. It has become part of your nature to react to pain as something to be avoided, never accepted. Until you have learned this, you will be useless to me. *she brushes the back of her gloved hand against his cheek gently* But don't worry...you've done so well in surviving thus far...I'm sure you'll perform admirably in the future.
[21-00:59] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Excellent! We could turn it into a party, with so much ass-kicking company. *plops her hands behind her, elbows locked, propping leaning* So really, you don't have to be paranoid about me. I think you're okay. *splits a grin* Occasionally a nutcase, but in a good way.
[21-00:59] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *jerks his head away from the hand, then moans loudly in agony as it makes his head swim worse* Can't breathe... please... stop...
[21-01:01] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : ((*kicks / into place between propping and leaning*))
[21-01:03] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Okay, that's good. Now, for item two: I figure that I should, you know, get to know Eve's friends. It's been...a while...since we got together, and it doesn't really speak volumes for me that I haven't tried since now, I know. But then again, I always figured you guys hated me.
[21-01:05] 1d581, *Assain: I gave you a small dose. It will pass. *and with that looks to the assistants, it being understood of course that they were to keep a very close eye on him during this precarious time. She was sure that this combination of medacines wouldn't be fatal, however considering the brutal condition of Kuma's body she wasn't exactly sure if it would be deathly poisonous or not. She tries not to think about that now as it seemed the more the thought about him or the closer she was to him, the more she wanted to hurt him irreperably, and whilst this would be tolerated to a small extent, that small extent would not be satisfying enough. So she contents herself with observing the worms, like a good little scientist*
[21-01:07] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: *whimpers a bit, sobbing between moans, an dthe occasional gagging, albeit he couldn't bring anythign up, twisting on the table in discomfort*
[21-01:08] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: Just want it to end... just want it to end...
[21-01:08] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Well, that's not all on you...we haven't tried to much either. Speaking for myself, that's not from any dislike or general desire to avoid or snub you...I just get wrapped up in things like lessons and such... *nods vaguely to the paperclips* ...or I get running around and just don't run into you. But yeah! It'd be nice to get to know you as something besides just "The guy who Eve likes."
[21-01:08] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : ((godzooks. tried too much, that.))
[21-01:11] 1d581, *Assain: *and fade no that happy note*
[21-01:12] 1d581, *Assain: ((on. *definately needs sleep* Night))
[21-01:12] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : OOC: Night.
[21-01:13] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : ((Night Assain ^_^))
[21-01:19] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Yeah, that'd probably be for the best. So, uh...you start.
[21-01:23] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Uh...talking about myself, or asking you things about yourself?
[21-01:24] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I suppose we should ask. Otherwise, we'll both come off as egotistical and pompous, I suppose, and that wouldn't be good for anything.
[21-01:27] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Either pompous or like a contestant on a game show, which also would be pretty...yeah, no. Okay. *tilts her head* What...is your favorite color?
[21-01:30] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Colour? Hm. I'd have to say...the colour of death. Yeah, that's the ticket.
[21-01:32] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Wow, you too? Excellent. *de-props one hand, giving a thumbs up*
[21-01:34] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Hm. Didn't get quite the shocked expression or look of bewilderment I was going for. Drat. Seriously, though, I like the colour of Eve's eyes.
[21-01:35] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Aww... *grins softly* That's sweet. A good choice, too, as they are a nice color.
[21-01:39] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Indeed. My turn. Hm. Why're you still hanging around? I know that a lot of the Jedi that were left after Yavin up and split. It seems to be a very...select few that have stuck around, determined to fight the good fight. Why? *he smirks, leaning back on the couch* I know. It's a bit heavier than your question.
[21-01:45] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : I can take it. *rolls her shoulders a bit, taking a long moment to give serious thought to an answer and its wording* Well...in the first place, I wanted to finish what I started. Namely, my training. I didn't want those bug bastards to not just destroy my second home, but destroy what I've been working for for years. Too, I didn't want to leave Eve and Haley...I don't have that many good friends, and I just wanted us to be a bunch for as long as we could. *smiles faintly*
[21-01:47] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : *laughs a bit, tacking on* Not real noble as regards the fate of the galaxy, is it? Which is also on the list, honest...those are just the top two reasons. "Fate of the galaxy" is third.
[21-01:48] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *laughs* No, no. It's noble enough that you're honest about it. That makes it your turn.
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[21-01:48] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : WTF Gummy bears.
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[21-01:50] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : Besides, nobody's saying that me becoming a Jedi will actually have a positive influence on the fate of the galaxy. *blatantly shifty-eyes...then seriouses up again, peering at him* Hmm...what made you show up at Yavin?
[21-01:52] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Do you want an answer that will make you feel good about me being with Eve, or one that might make you look at me warily from now on? Because I'm prepared to give either one.
[21-01:53] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : An honest one would be good, whichever of those falls into that category. *nods*
[21-01:57] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I went there to kill Jedi, actually. I thought it would be a fun game: go there, convince the Jedi that I was there to help and then, when the battle was joined, loop around and start wreaking havoc in the Jedi ranks. It was a sound plan, to me. And no, I'm not going to make excuses for my mental state or whatever. That's why I came to Yavin.
[21-01:59] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : *digests that for a moment* ...That's refreshing. *nods again* I gotta say, I'm glad your plan changed at whatever point.
[21-02:05] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : It was a combination of two things, really. I met Eve. That had a lot to do with it. What really sealed the deal, though, was then that Ne'Kressis guy attacked me. I think you were at the Temple. Nyevin was there, though...it was rather crap. He kept teleporting around and...ugh.
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[21-02:06] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *for some strange reason, time stops*
[21-02:06] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *PAUSE*
[21-02:06] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *PAUSE*
[21-02:07] 9110c, *Melyndy Danon : *:o how very odd when that happens*
[21-02:07] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((*needs a temp char or something till Kuma is freed*)0
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[21-06:17] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Test
[21-09:17] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Ponders*
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[21-15:09] 4029a, ºMazzik : How lively.
[21-15:10] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Your link says death :(((
[21-15:10] 4029a, ºMazzik : It's said that for years
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[21-15:11] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Anyways, how are you?
[21-15:11] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Very lively
[21-15:11] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hey Mavei
[21-15:11] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Hallo
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[21-15:15] 10d25, *Mavei : .
[21-15:17] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : <3 The Stone Roses
[21-15:19] 10d25, *Mavei : *snickers* There, I got a cool profile now
[21-15:20] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : The picture is w00t
[21-15:20] 10d25, *Mavei : o/
[21-15:20] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Where's it from?`
[21-15:22] 10d25, *Mavei : No idea. It was severely edited from one I found in my collection of some pale gal with ridiciously bright aqua hair. I liked the face and generally look though, thought it fit Mavei, so I edited it. A lot.
[21-15:22] 10d25, *Mavei : General look
[21-15:22] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Bright aqua hair? Funky
[21-15:23] 10d25, *Mavei : Ridicously bright aqua hair, and overly big lips. Like the I can suck your face off lips. Those aren't the best lips as I had to draw them in, but they work, and most don't notice. So.. s'all good
[21-15:24] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: *Has a better profile then anyone. Shifty eyes* Yeah right. I'm suprised I put one up.
[21-15:24] 10d25, *Mavei : Aaw. It's a nice profile
[21-15:25] 10d25, *Mavei : Want to make it all shiney and seizure worthy glowy like mine?
[21-15:29] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: Nah. If I want to make it look good, I could.
[21-15:31] 10d25, *Mavei : It's good for your character I think. Simple, but it lays out the important stuff
[21-15:32] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: I dislike posting profiles.
[21-15:33] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: Beyond physical appearence and some posessions.
[21-15:33] 10d25, *Mavei : Eh, I do it to pass the time. If you look at Sileen's profile.. you can tell I have far too much free time
[21-15:37] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : Speaking of which...
[21-15:38] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Yeah that is a large profile.. and it's not even done
[21-15:42] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : And I need to finish mine too
[21-15:46] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: *Wants to do some NovaTech stuff...*
[21-15:51] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Doesn't anyone need any high-tech, non-run of the mill gear or something made? *L*))
[21-15:55] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : *does*
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[21-16:05] 33f76, Get a Name!: IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII started the joke....
[21-16:06] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Oooohhh really?))
[21-16:06] 33f76, Get a Name!: Yup. It started the whole world crying
[21-16:10] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Not you, silly no named person.))
[21-16:11] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : *twitch*
[21-16:14] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Yes.
[21-16:15] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : So.. before I find some other detail to fix. Anyone want to RP?
[21-16:17] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Well then...my character should be back on Coruscant by now...))
[21-16:19] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Meditates*
[21-16:20] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((Mavei was headed that way, and Sileen's already there))
[21-16:23] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Will be in his office should his buisness be required,*))
[21-16:25]       Get a Name! smacks Max
[21-16:25] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*rubs chin...*))
[21-16:25] 33f76, Get a Name!: Quiet you!
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[21-16:29] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hey Rob
[21-16:30] 332a4, *Rob: Hey Sea
[21-16:31] MSG: Maxwell Creed sent a message to Mavei.
[21-16:32] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Bwahaha!!))
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[21-16:32] MSG: Mavei sent a message to Maxwell Creed.
[21-16:32] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((My computer is a P.O.S.))
[21-16:33] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Buy a new one :D
[21-16:34] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Okay, you give me the money and I will. Jeez. I wish I could just go out and buy another. Hell, I wish I could afford to go out and buy anything.))
[21-16:34] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Bite it!))
[21-16:35] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Ok I'll mail the money when I win the lottery :/
[21-16:35] 33f76, Get a Name!: I wish I could afford to go out right now :/
[21-16:35] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Rob a bank
[21-16:35] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Nah, I keep my really old computer nearby for just this occation. *Beats on the other one to vent anger. Then takes a look at the mangled heap and then at this computer. Suddenly this one is much better.*))
[21-16:36] 33f76, Get a Name!: Somebody beat me to it. A local bank got hit for £30 million
[21-16:36] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Heh
[21-16:37] 10d25, *Mavei : ((*snicker*))
[21-16:37] 332a4, *Rob: What? no I'm not.
[21-16:37] 332a4, *Rob: Oh... wait, n/m.
[21-16:37] 33f76, Get a Name!: And it wasn't me, because I was at work. FS
[21-16:38] 33f76, Get a Name!: That'll be the wrong window I assume, Rob? You te drinking nonce ;)
[21-16:38] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : You sure about that, huh? I bet you robbed it and I bet there's a reward for anyone who comes with information about it
[21-16:39] 332a4, *Rob: No, I just saw 'Rob' and 'Bank' in the same sentence.
[21-16:39] 33f76, Get a Name!: I wish i had. Bloody good plan they ripped off to. Kidnapped the bank manager the night before.
[21-16:39] 332a4, *Rob: Ye northern shitebag.
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[21-16:39] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: No, he said 'Rob a bank'..you know...ROB a bank...yeesh.
[21-16:40] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: Oh, heh. Damn lag.
[21-16:40] 332a4, *Rob: They used that strategy before. Well, some other gang did.
[21-16:40] 33f76, Get a Name!: Ahhh... pity, Rob.
[21-16:40] 33f76, Get a Name!: Who you calling a northern shitebag, you fecking southern surrender monkey
[21-16:41] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : I prefer those non-violent type robbers.. like some group who digged a tunnel into a vault and stole everything.. they even had time for midnight snack and some champagne in there
[21-16:41] 33f76, Get a Name!: *and smacks max again* I said, "Quiet you!".
[21-16:41] 332a4, *Rob: Ha! the French surrendered after twenty minutes of opression, we faught back for 800 years.
[21-16:42] 332a4, *Rob: And we bloody won too.
[21-16:42] 33f76, Get a Name!: And then ran off leaving us behind to keep fighting
[21-16:42] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : I saw some documentary about it, it was great. Someone though, the leader got caught.. but he eventually escaped when he was at this meeting with his attorney, he got up and walked over to see some papers then suddenly jumped out of the window and landed on a waiting car below.. nobody has seen him since
[21-16:42] 33f76, Get a Name!: Class, Seablue.
[21-16:43] 332a4, *Rob: Well yeah, we didn't want the crap bit.
[21-16:43] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : He even mailed the office he was at some money because he damaged the window when he escaped
[21-16:43] 33f76, Get a Name!: lmao
[21-16:43] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Personal slave takes the hit* hoo-ah!))
[21-16:43] 33f76, Get a Name!: The crap bit? Asif, at least we haven't turned into a bunch of pretenscious wankers :P
[21-16:44] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : What the hell are you guys talking about anyways? :D
[21-16:44] 33f76, Get a Name!: Our own personal hell
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[21-16:45] 332a4, *Rob: Translation : Ireland.
[21-16:46] 33f76, Get a Name!: Hell, ireland? Its all the same when your a drunk... *hic*
[21-16:46] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Be back in a little bit, food time.))
[21-16:46] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Ahh right.. my cousin is married to an Irish.. :
[21-16:46] MSG: Mavei sent a message to Maxwell Creed.
[21-16:46] 332a4, *Rob: It's pretty much the same when you'r sober too, only less wobbly.
[21-16:47] 332a4, *Rob: Wtf is wrong with being married to an Irish? O_o
[21-16:47] 33f76, Get a Name!: An irish? Oi, we ain't creatures you know
[21-16:47] 33f76, Get a Name!: And its actually more tolerable when drunk Rob ;)
[21-16:48] 332a4, *Rob: 'Just as well I'm very tolerant then. :D
[21-16:48] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Nothing! :P
[21-16:49] 33f76, Get a Name!: I'm an intolerable asshole ;)
[21-16:49] 332a4, *Rob: I'm gonna work here for another year or so, save up, then bog off to Canada.
[21-16:49] 33f76, Get a Name!: Can i come Rob?
[21-16:49] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Canada?!
[21-16:50] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Do you know somebody there or something?
[21-16:50] 332a4, *Rob: If you can fit in my luggage.
[21-16:50] 332a4, *Rob: I know a few somebodies there.
[21-16:50] 33f76, Get a Name!: I'm sure I can Rob, I'm a skinny git
[21-16:51] 33f76, Get a Name!: Just fit me in with a bottle of JD and a straw and i'll last the journey
[21-16:51] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Rob, Ahh.. heh.. are you gonna study there or what?
[21-16:51] 332a4, *Rob: I'd go to the US, but I'm not living in the same country as President Gobshite..
[21-16:52] 332a4, *Rob: Study? noo. I'm finished college.
[21-16:52] 33f76, Get a Name!: Heh, I might actually hit NY this summer.
[21-16:52] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Then what?
[21-16:52] 332a4, *Rob: Just one, Jim?
[21-16:52] 332a4, *Rob: To work and live.
[21-16:52] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : NYC is awesome man.. you'll be blown away :)
[21-16:53] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Fair enough Rob.. :) I thought you had something special in mind..
[21-16:53] 33f76, Get a Name!: I'll sleep a bit, drink a bit
[21-16:53] 33f76, Get a Name!: Meh, blown away... i'm hard to impress
[21-16:54] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hehahehah.. wait and see
[21-16:54] 332a4, *Rob: I could do a BA and hide knockout drops in your burger/milk/JD/peanuts/Babysham
[21-16:54] 33f76, Get a Name!: I'm a bitter and twisted cynic. Unless the streets flow with whiskey, i'm not likely to be surprised.
[21-16:56] 33f76, Get a Name!: Oh, I do a tops Mr. T impression, so that could work
[21-16:57] 332a4, *Rob: Beautiful... I love it when I plan comes together.
[21-16:58] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : *Shoots at people and explodes cars, but nobody dies*
[21-16:58] 33f76, Get a Name!: Foo'!!!
[21-16:59] 33f76, Get a Name!: So, we got a hannibal, a BA and a Face... where's our Mrdoch?
[21-17:04] 332a4, *Rob: *Eyes time*..well, gotta go, we'll have to build that tank/hovercraft/rocket propelled train tomorrow
[21-17:04] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Night
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[21-17:06] 33f76, Get a Name!: Bugger, missed him
[21-17:08] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : He's still on AIM
[21-17:09] 33f76, Get a Name!: True
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[21-17:49] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : (())
[21-17:50] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hmms
[21-17:51] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Hmms))
[21-17:51] MSG: Maxwell Creed sent a message to Mavei.
[21-17:52] MSG: Mavei sent a message to Maxwell Creed.
[21-17:52] MSG: Maxwell Creed sent a message to Mavei.
[21-17:56] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : I know the feeling.. it is The Real Thing..
[21-18:00] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: Maxwell is in his office, shifting through a pile of papers, occationally stopping to sip some Java from a cup beside him. He was in the proccess of hiring another employee. There were thousands of employee's that worked in this building alone. And Maxwell had personally interviewed every single one. He knew all of them by face. Any tid-bits of info possible about anyone and everyone was stored in his mind. It was a remarkable thing, that memory of his.
[21-18:03] 10d25, *Mavei : *... speaking of his employees, once of them, a secretary, was being currently spoken to by an unknown alien woman. Well, spoken to if the secretary was female, flirted with if the secretary was male.*
[21-18:08] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: If she was speaking with a secretary, she still had a bit to go to get to Maxwell. If she presents a certain...something..the secretary would point over to a series of elevator tubes. <First one on the right. Take it to the twenty-ninth floor.> Mavei would not have been asked to remove any weapons she may be carrying, but she would have been told about the unwritten decleration she 'signed' by carrying them along. Carry them at your own risk.
[21-18:12] 10d25, *Mavei : *This was Mavei, she was overly bold... she had no weapons on her currently. And the little something she does have. She gives a slight nod of her head, the little action sending a ripple through her raven hair, before she spins about and moves towards the tubes of doom. First one on the right.. and twenty-ninth floor*
[21-18:15] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: When she reaches the twenty-ninth floor the doors would slide open to reveal a suited man waiting for her, hands and arms crossed infront of him. He was no bouncer or anything, just a tall somewhat skinny man. <Follow me if you would. Step lively, I suggest you don't fall behind.> And he turns sharpy on his heals and leads her through a lyberinth of hallways.
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[21-18:17] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Mexwell, Read Shadows of the Empire lately? :P
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[21-18:18] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Mexwell=Maxwell
[21-18:18] 73e76, *Brors Devilla : ((howdy all))
[21-18:18] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Hi Brors
[21-18:18] 10d25, *Mavei : *a smirk, as if she is enjoying some inner joke at his expense, tugs at her lips at the "don't fall behind" comment... She manages to hold in whatever snide remarks she could say, and follows after him in silence, her smooth legs, longer then they would be on a human, keeping up easily with him, despite that she was most likely shorter*
[21-18:19] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Actually no. Something I do mirror something in that book? *L* ))
[21-18:19] 73e76, Get a Name!: ((nice to the old place dont change much :) ))
[21-18:20] 687d4, *SeaBlue Leader : Max, Hehe yep.. the thing with the bald guy leading someone through a maze :D
[21-18:24] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: The man bares no rael emotion, though had Maxwell witnessed this little scene, he was sure the man would have smirked. The man leads her onward through the maze, that would leave many people direction baffled, but no doubt not Mavei. It's to be expected people could tell which way they were facing and how to get back and whatnot. After a bit the man leads her to another elevator tube. One of two. He opens the door and steps aside, saying nothing.
[21-18:26] 10d25, *Mavei : *well.. she does have Forcey memory as her ally. She'd find her way back out. And if she didn't.. well, someone would get tired of her meandering after awhile*
[21-18:26] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Kills typos* Die!))
[21-18:30] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Poor typos))
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[21-18:32] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: The door would close behind her, the guy not following her in. Inside the elevator there is nothing besides her. Except for walls and the such of course. No buttons, no nothing. Solid, stainless, shiny metal walls. The doors would close with a little click infront of her. And then...nothing. Nothing happens. She's in a little elevator like room. That is doing nothing.
[21-18:33] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: no nothing=nothing*
[21-18:34] 10d25, *Mavei : *she folds her arms and stands silently just inside the room, her eyes sliding closed as she reaches out.. getting a general sense of what life is about her*
[21-18:37] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: About when she closes her eyes, unless she closes them right as the door closes and the elevator appears to do nothing, in that case about two seconds after she closes her eyes, that small click sounds and the doors re-open infront of her. This time it opens to reveal a rather large office room, giant windows around the majority of the office. Making it very apparent how high she is in the building. Much higher then floor twenty-nine. Much. Maxwell, not being one for creative entrances, is merely sitting behind his desk, forking through papers as she arrives.
[21-18:39] 10d25, *Mavei : *her sapphire eyes snap open as the door slides open, and she casually walks through the entrance, eyeing the man behind the desk... a man she has seen before. Small galaxy, isn't it?*
[21-18:44] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: Maxwell looks up from where he is seated, upon seeing her his lips draw together in a slight smile as he lets out a chuckle. ''My, my. The little galaxy we live in.'' He pushes back his chair and stands politely as she approuches.
[21-18:45] 10d25, *Mavei : *smirks* I was thinking much of the same thing... how are your wound healing up?
[21-18:45] 10d25, *Mavei : ((wounds))
[21-18:53] 10d25, *Mavei : .
[21-18:53] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Oh no, I killed him!))
[21-18:54] 1d581, *Assain: ((L))
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[21-18:55] 10d25, *Mavei : ((<.< >.> *grabs Assain and throws her in the closer as she's a witness!*))
[21-18:57] 1d581, *Assain: ((Gak!))
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[21-18:58] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((:/))
[21-18:59] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Mwaha))
[21-18:59] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: He almost voices, 'Wounds?' but managed to say nothing. In fact, his facial features never wavered. Even if she was excellent at reading faces, there was something about how this man held himself here. A buisnessman straight to the bonemarrow. Instead, he chuckled again. ''They have already healed up quite nicely, thank you.'' He motioned to a comfortable seat infront of the desk. ''Have a seat. What can do for you Ms <Insert name she gave the first desk person she came across>''
[21-19:03] 10d25, *Mavei : *name she gave was Ann Aeleous, and as he says the name, though her face remain deadpan, there's an amused twinkle in her eyes* Well... straight to the point, I want this *sinks down into the seat aftr sliding a folded flimsi sheet from her pocket, and tosses it towards him*
[21-19:08] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ''Anne Aeleous...'' He smiles, his eyes looking straight at her, as if boring into her mind. And he looked at her for but a mere milisecond, but for some reason it would seem to stretch out for a conciderable amount of time. Something odd about this man, yes indeed. Oddly...comforting. He sat down in his chair once again and slowly unfloded the paper, taking a look at it. His eyes move slightly back and forth, taking in the whole paper at once.
[21-19:10] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ''Anne Aeleous...a pleasure to meet you.'' *
[21-19:12] 10d25, *Mavei : *gives a slight shrug when he says her the name, mischief flickering through those lovely eyes* Pleasure is mine.. *She remains silent as he scans the rough drawings and descriptions she wrote down*
[21-19:12] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Ah! No, scratch the pleasure to meet you part. Damn it. Damn this slow and lagy computer!))
[21-19:13] 23141, *Maxwell Creed: ((Or not. Bah. I hate this lagy computer.))
[21-19:13] 10d25, *Mavei : *gives a slight shrug when he says her the name, mischief flickering through those lovely eyes. She remains silent as he scans the rough drawings and descriptions she wrote down*
[21-19:14] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Just press undo a couple of times))
[21-19:29] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Hm.. I killed him again))
[21-19:30] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Hm.))
[21-19:31] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Hi there! How's it going :D))
[21-19:35] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Not great.))
[21-19:38] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Oh..))
[21-19:42] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((That pic for Mav is sexy.))
[21-19:46] 10d25, *Mavei : ((Thanks :D))
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[21-20:01] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: After a few moments he looks up, setting the piece of paper infront of him on his desk. ''This is very doable, Ms. Aeleous. Very doable indeed.'' Nods.
[21-20:02] 10d25, *Mavei : Excellent... how much do you want for it?
[21-20:04] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: His finger tapped against his chin for a moment, before he swiviled a small screen to face her. On it was a number. He hadn't typed anything to get it there, it was just there. Regardless, it was a fair price. Slightly on the steep side, but it NovaTech's products were all top of the line. Premium work. Flawless.
[21-20:07] 10d25, *Mavei : *eyes the price, then looks up with another mischievious glint in her eyes* How about *states a number that's about 3/4ths of the agreed price* , and I'll also owe you a favor.
[21-20:07] 10d25, *Mavei : *it's not that she can't afford it, she just reeaallt wants the extra money for an upgrade on her ship*
[21-20:07] 10d25, *Mavei : ((reeaally))
[21-20:15] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: He looks at her long and hard for a moment, the corner of his lips twitching slightly. He then broke out in a full smile. ''Done.'' He seemed to be a negotiable man anyway
[21-20:18] 10d25, *Mavei : *nods slightly, then pulls a datapad from somewhere on her person,a nd begins entering information. She then tugs out a card from the bottom, and slides is across the desk to him* Just insert the account number you wish it transferred to, and push send..
[21-20:22] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : *moves through the hallways of the Camelot, leaving the bridge and heading toward the Senatorial quarters, boots falling heavily on the durasteel deck plating. Upon reaching them, he keys the door open and slips inside. Flicks his eyes about the quarters, looking for Kalle*
[21-20:23] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: He smiled and chuckled lightly, taking the card. However, he swiveled in his chair slightly. A small compartment ontop of the large desk opened, revealing a small slot. He inserted the card, the card disappearing for a moment before popping back up. Maxwell plucks it from the slot and holds it out to her. ''There you go...''
[21-20:27] e67ca, *High Admiral Kalle : *And he'd find her seated on the counter in the kitchenette area of the suite. Wrapped in a robe with her hair wet, she has the relaxed attitude of someone who just had a peaceful soak. Bare legs, crossed at the knees, dangle as she lazily looks up from a book she's reading. Nearby, a pot of tea is steeping.*
[21-20:28] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : ((Is this still registered?))
[21-20:28] 10d25, *Mavei : Thank you.. *reaches out her hand, taking the card between two fingers* The name's Mavei... by the way. *slides the card back into the datapad, pushes a few buttons, then the datapad vanishes about like it appeared*
[21-20:28] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : ((Fab.))
[21-20:30] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : So, the course is set. *keys the door closed* We're headed back to Coruscant.
[21-20:32] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: He chuckles lightly and nods. ''I'm glad you decided to allow me to aquaint myself with the real you Ms. Mavei. As a buisness man, I rather like knowing the people I'm working with.'' Offers her a warm smile clearly showing, if she had not guessed he knew already, that he had easily picked up on the fake name. ''Cute, by the way. Creative. Obvious, but creative.''
[21-20:33] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Dog-ears the corner of the book and closes it.* Quite possibly the first time I'm not exactly thrilled to be going home.
[21-20:33] 10d25, *Mavei : It wasn't supposed to be subtle *smirks* You can say it's my varient of "It's none of your buisness what my name is".
[21-20:35] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Sorry. We could just skip this whole nasty war business and run aimlessly around the galaxy, if you want. *grins*
[21-20:37] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Shakes her head, her voice coming out rather world-weary. Or galaxy-weary, I reckon.* Don't tempt me. *Leans to the side, reaching for the pot of tea and pouring herself a cup.*
[21-20:38] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: He nods, smiling ever so, leaning back in his chair. ''Ah yes. Buisness. Well, Ms. Mavei, despite the fact that I don't really ask the people that come to me much about anything, the arrangements made around here are built on trust. A trust I'm most certain will pull the chair out from under me at some point.'' He smiled. ''I'm sure you know, more then most, that trust is a delicate thing, and hardly anyone honors it anymore...''
[21-20:39] 10d25, *Mavei : (( could say it's my))
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[21-20:45] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : But it's so fun. *smirks. He moves to the couch and flops down on it. Sighs* Your vacation seems to have done you good.
[21-20:46] 10d25, *Mavei : *grins* Your chair is safe for now. *leans back in her seat, idly crossing one slender leg over the other* And I never give names to common workers. I figured if you wanted my real name, you would have asked. Only reason I offered it instead of waiting, was because of the terms of payment. The favor and all... As for trusting me, I don't expect you to after only one meeting, just as I do not fully trust you. However, my dealings have always been clean in the past if you wish to do some research. You can trust me on a buisness level at least.
[21-20:47] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : I rather think it has, yes. *Tea in hand, slides off of the counter, ambling over towards him.* You, on the other hand... You don't look so hot.
[21-20:51] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: ''Speaking of which, when would you like your, uh, item to be delivered and to where?'' He folded his hands infront of him, clasping them together palm to palm, leaning his chin slightly on the index fingers.
[21-20:52] 10d25, *Mavei : How long will it take for completion?
[21-20:53] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : I'm fine. I'm just...weary. Tired. *closes his eyes and stretches, groaning* This was for you, anyway.
[21-20:56] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Settles down next to him on the couch, setting her mug down on the nearby coffee table.* Much appreciated, naturally. But it would probably help matters if you were a little less worn yourself.
[21-20:56] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: ''It depends on how urgent your requirment for it is.''
[21-20:58] 10d25, *Mavei : Within the next week.
[21-20:58] 10d25, *Mavei : Within the next week is when I would prefer it.
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[21-21:00] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : I work better under pressure. *brings a hand to his neck, rubbing it slightly* We finally got the Sentinel refitted for my mission. Even gave it a nifty new name.
[21-21:01] bbaca, *Maxwell Creed: He smiled lightly. ''I can't make a 100% gaurantee time-wise, but how does the next day or so sound?''
[21-21:03] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : What's the name? And yes... you do work well under pressure. To a point. I don't want to name names or anything... *Slides her hand over to nudge his away, taking over neck-rubbing duties.* But this one time I had to relieve an admiral of his duties because he was going mynock-shit insane under the pressure.
[21-21:04] 10d25, *Mavei : It sounds excellent. As I don't truely have a perminant address to send it to, I will be by tomorrow night to check up on it.
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[21-21:08] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : To a point. *relaxes his neck, letting his head fall forward, eyes closed* I thought Requiem sounded neat.
[21-21:08] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: He held out his hand, which appeared to be empty, until he did a little wrist flick, a small card being produced. ''My contact card you could say.'' He grinned lightly. ''That number will get you directly to my personal secretary, should you need it for any reason. If you contact her before arriving at the building, you should have no trouble in the front.''
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[21-21:11] 10d25, *Mavei : *holds out one hand... and he'd feel a tug against the card, just before it would jerk itself out of his hand, and flip over to Mavei. She plucks it out of the air, and scans over it as she idly pulls another data card from a pouch at her side.* My contact information... *she places it down on top of the desk, as she flips the card given her into a pocket*
[21-21:14] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: He apparently found nothing out of the ordinary, simply taking her card, sliding it into his inside pocket. ''Now that the formal buisness has been taken care of...would you care for a drink?'' He motions over to one side of the room...where a bar has mysteriously made it's presence known.
[21-21:16] 10d25, *Mavei : *and the game of who has the better parlor tricks rages on* I would care for a drink, yes..
[21-21:17] e67ca, ºRonica : *Her hand pauses a moment against his neck.* So you're naming your ship "Ode to a Dead Guy." How optimistic and reassuring, Shane.
[21-21:17] e67ca, ºRonica : Man, I always do that.
[21-21:17] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Her hand pauses a moment against his neck.* So you're naming your ship "Ode to a Dead Guy." How optimistic and reassuring, Shane.
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[21-21:22] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: Nods, sliding the chair back further, moving towards the bar. ''And what would you like, Ms. Mavei?'' He bangs on the bartop, a cardboard cut out of some bartender popping up. ''Roger can make you anything.'' Giving her a wink.
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[21-21:24] 10d25, *Mavei : *looks vastly amused* I think you might be as crazy as I am... *rattles off the name of some wine*
[21-21:24] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : I thought it was pretty witty. Especially if I don't die.
[21-21:25] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: Leans on the bar with his elbow, just grinning and winking again. ''Crazy? I must be. What else do you call a big Industry owner that seems to randomly walk into one of the most dangerous bars and start picking fights?''
[21-21:26] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : I see... *Dryly, as she slides her hand, gently massaging pressure points on Shane's neck and shoulders.* Well, you'll excuse me if I don't agree.
[21-21:27] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Agree to disagree, then.
[21-21:29] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : I think we were probably much more fun when we argued about everything. *Turns a wry grin.*
[21-21:30] 10d25, *Mavei : Bored? *smiles sweetly*
[21-21:32] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: He smirks. ''Hardly.'' Slides one of the two wine glasses that have also mysteriously appeared on the bartop over to her. Nods to the cardboard cutout. ''My thanks to you Roger.'' Another grin digs at his lips.
[21-21:32] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Perhaps. But there was a lot more drama, too.
[21-21:33] 10d25, *Mavei : You should give him a raise.. or some food. He looks too thin. *manages that awful joke without even a little smirk somehow* Why were you there anyway?
[21-21:34] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Drama? How could there ever be drama between the two of us? *Slips her hand away from his neck and settles in, leaning against him.* You must have us confused with some other High Admiral/Fleet Admiral duo.
[21-21:35] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: The grin widens as she cracks the joke. It was corny, yes. But he liked corny things. It just seemed more funny to him that way. He looked at her for a moment, picking up his wine glass. ''Buisness of course.''
[21-21:37] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Sorry. Confusing you with your flight deck officer again. *snakes an arm around her* You two are so alike.
[21-21:37] 10d25, *Mavei : Naturally... and here I thought you were just on vacation in the galaxy's slums. You probably better not tell me about your buisness. *stage whisper* Roger doesn't seem the kind who can keep secrets.
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[21-21:38] 98d1c, *Jair Karredo : (( *sigh* In five minutes I've called every person I know to find something to do and been rejected by each in turn. =( ))
[21-21:38] 10d25, *Mavei : ((I've had that happen a few times before. It stinks))
[21-21:38] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Gasps as if struck. Would edge away if not for the arm suddenly around her.* That's low.
[21-21:38] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: ''Oh you'd be suprised. Roger is a loyal employee. Been with me for years. And he doesn't look like aged a bit.'' Winks at her. ''That's one thing we haven't been able to perfect. A nice youth potion.''
[21-21:40] 10d25, *Mavei : You should get Roger to tell you his secrets *looks the cardboard cutout up and down* Is he taken by any odd chance?
[21-21:42] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: ''You wouldn't believe the things I've heard him say.'' Smirks slightly. ''Oh he's been around the block a few times, but at the moment he's looking.'' Dramatic wink. ''Aren't you Roger?'' Nudges the cutout slightly. It falls over behind the counter. ''Hmm...'' Leans back slightly, to look behind the counter where 'Roger' tipped over. ''It seems he has fallen for you.''
[21-21:42] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : I kid. *leans down, kissing the top of her head*
[21-21:43] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : I'll never forgive you. *Sourly.*
[21-21:44] 10d25, *Mavei : Hope he hasn't fallen too hard... I might break his heart *moves over, then leans over to peek over the counter, and blinks* Or neck
[21-21:45] 0f22a, *Nyevin Maggrig : ((Jair :D))
[21-21:46] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: ''Nah. He always bounces right back.'' Bangs his fist on the counter again and Roger actually does bounce right up to his previous position. ''See, nice and durable.''
[21-21:48] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Ever?
[21-21:48] 10d25, *Mavei : *reaches out, and pokes Roger between the "eyes"* Think you are man enough for me?
[21-21:51] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Ever.
[21-21:51] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: ''I'm not sure about man enough, but he's a pretty good in the nude holo-renderings. Never moves, makes for a good subject.''
[21-21:52] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Well, that's rather cruel of you. I mean, it was an honest mistake.
[21-21:53] 10d25, *Mavei : I don't think he's even half the man I need... *puts a hand on the front of Roger, then holds her other hand out behind him to where a normal man's width would be to, then brings that hand in to rest on the back of the cardboard cut out* Maybe a tenth...
[21-21:53] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: ((*Crosses ou the first 'a'*))
[21-21:53] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Tit for tat, I'm afraid. *Stretches out langorously.* Nothing I can do about it now.
[21-21:54] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : So, I was thinking...
[21-21:54] 10d25, *Mavei : ((*is having way too much fun with this*))
[21-21:55] 07a03, *Maxwell Creed: He just chuckles and sips his drink lightly. ''Roger's still been a good friend.''
[21-21:57] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : How rare.
[21-21:58] 10d25, *Mavei : Good friends are hard to come by... *leans back, finally plucking up the drink, and taking a small sip. She holds the liquid in her mouth, searching for any telltale tastes of any of the poisons or drugs she knows. Since I'm doubting she finds any, she swallows, and pauses a moment smirking... while inwardly she's keeping a sense on her system's reactions to the drink*
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[21-22:04] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : My idea probably isn't the best in the world.
[21-22:06] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Which? Your pirate ship abducting and blind dive into gods know what, idea? I don't see what one could possibly question with that foolproof plan.
[21-22:07] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Are you done?
[21-22:09] 10d25, *Mavei : *thus they chat, they drink, they have a goofy lovely time.. and then Mavei excuses herself and off she goes*
[21-22:09] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Yes, I believe I am.
[21-22:11] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Good. I don't think I'm going.
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[21-22:12] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Sits up rather abruptly. Though she makes an attempt to mask it quickly, there's a moment when a disbelievingly hopeful look is on her face* Really?? That's... wait... *Eyes narrow.* Have you just thought up something even more insane?
[21-22:14] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Why, I'm glad you asked. *grins* Because indeed -- I haven't. I'll attend Corellia, just like everyone else and, for once, act my as my rank and station ask.
[21-22:16] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Places the back of her hand against his forehead* Has the pressure made you go crazy again?
[21-22:18] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : No, I just realized that I'd rather spend my life with you than die a hero.
[21-22:22] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Oh. *Quietly, while dropping her hand away.* Well, all right. I do forgive you for the flight deck officer comment, then...
[21-22:24] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Well. *smiles at her* That's good. I love you.
[21-22:26] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : I could see how some Nekkie guy teleporting repeatedly in an irritating manner could change your focus pretty fast. Maybe I should thank...it, since to be honest, we had enough shit to handle that day without somebody turning on us. *laughs slightly*
[21-22:29] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Definitely. *smirks* I suppose it's my turn, then?
[21-22:30] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : I love you too. And not just because you're apparently going to respect rank for once, although really, that is helping so much.
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[21-22:32] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : Why yes, yes it is. Lay it on me. *unfolds a paperclip, and starts working at twisting it into a spiral*
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[21-22:33] 10d25, *Sileen Tenlae : ((*eyeing logs in a different chat* ... DANG I need to play an evil character again. That was fun))
[21-22:37] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Good deal. Hm. *leans back, eyes floating to the ceiling* Well, hm. Okay. Along the lines of your last one: why are you going to Corellia? There are more than enough people to handle it...I know some people see it as pointlessly putting your life on the line.
[21-22:38] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : *smiles at her* I know. Should I give another "Do as I say, not as I do," talk to the crew?
[21-22:40] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : That'd be helpful. Because all too many of them are following your example and hitting on me. Highly inappropriate. Occasionally flattering, but highly inappropriate.
[21-22:45] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Of course. I'll have a talk with them. So...when do you want to do this?
[21-22:47] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : Well technically, I haven't been personally, individually asked to participate...thus, I haven't accepted. But I will. *Most of the perpetual good humor slides away from her features, leaving them set in somber lines...eyes darkening.* I'm from Thyferra...I still have family there. Or...had family there, anyway. I don't know now. That's why I'll go to Corellia...to keep them from suffering further, things that I think my family is suffering. To free their planet from the ugliness that still oppresses mine.
[21-22:48] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : As soon as possible.
[21-22:49] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : I was thinking that we could do it on Corellia. After we liberated it, of course.
[21-22:50] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : What? Have se--oh, the wedding?
[21-22:51] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Er, yes. What did you think I was talking about when I said, "When do you want to do this?"
[21-22:52] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Oh. *pauses for a moment, then lifts his head and looks at her* If I'm being, I dunno, intrusive with my questions or something...
[21-22:55] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Corellia. Of course.
[21-22:57] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Oh. Well, can I try again? *clears his throat* When do you want to be wed?
[21-22:57] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : No, no...it's okay. *shakes her head slightly, running fingertips back through her hair* I don't talk about it too much...people who know where I'm from know, natch, but they don't bring it up much...which generally suits me fine, but sometimes I really do need to express myself on the subject.
[21-22:59] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Perhaps when things are at least midly settled down... You know... A sort of galactic climate wherein we wouldn't have to worry about our reception being crashed by someone who wants to exterminate the lot of us.
[21-23:01] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : It would make a lovely story wedding story, though. I'm sure we'd look back on it and laugh.
[21-23:04] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : If you feel the need to talk about it...vent, you know, whatever...feel free. I'd be glad to hear you out.
[21-23:07] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : I wouldn't. You'd be welcome to, but I'd slap the laugh right out of you. *Dry grin.*
[21-23:08] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : Thanks...I really do appreciate it. *smiles just a little* I'm okay for now, I think...it's set on "quietly simmer" at the moment. If I make it through Corellia, though, I have a feeling I'll feel the need to vent quite a bit. Everybody will, really. So you best stay alive so that I can take you up on your offer.
[21-23:11] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : For what? Just imagine -- we're there, all fancied up and looking the best we'll ever look in our lives, and maybe the chapel gets bombed or raided by some Eclipse figures. I mean, it's horrible at the time, but it's a hell of a story, right?
[21-23:12] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : You can count on it. I don't plan on dying any time soon...especially at Corellia.
[21-23:16] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : I think that's a damn fine plan. *nods firmly* It'd be a shame to have death happen just when we've discovered we don't hate each other. At least, I don't hate you. You haven't said anything about your hate-status for me. *eyes him with exaggerated suspicion*
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[21-23:17] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : If I hated you, dear, I doubt I'd be sitting here chatting with you. *grins*
[21-23:18] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : I'm not really short on stories, Shane. I've got plenty of stories. Battles, wars, treason, accidentally engaging in post-fight foreplay in front of the president of the New Republic... I've got stories. If I'm going to have a wedding, I want a nice day, and not another story.
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[21-23:21] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Oh. Well...I suppose we can get that arranged. For you.
[21-23:22] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Isn't that sweet.
[21-23:24] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : I try.
[21-23:28] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : *considers, then nods again* That makes sense. So...my turn. Hmm...got any siblings?
[21-23:29] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Tilts her head up to place a kiss against his cheek.* I suppose it would only be fair to let you pick the honeymoon spot.
[21-23:30] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Excellent. *smiles, pulling her tighter into a hug* Shakurus, here we come.
[21-23:32] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Will I need to bring a bathing suit?
[21-23:32] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : If you want.
[21-23:34] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Siblings? Nope. Can't you tell? All us single kids are spoiled and bratty. *smirks* How about you?
[21-23:38] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : One older sister by the name of Danae. She who is practically perfect in anyway. *holds the paperclip spiral up between her thumb and forefinger* I'm not even bitter anymore, just kind of bemused. *gives the spiral a little flick, sending it lofting at him*
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[21-23:40] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : ((*makes that "every way"*))
[21-23:43] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : ((Danae Danon? Haha.))
[21-23:43] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : ((I mean, uh...)) Well, I'll pack it just in case. You never know when you can get some sunbathing in.
[21-23:47] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : ((Yeah, I've always been fond of that. hehe. I wanted to pick a good one in case I ever played her. :D ))
[21-23:50] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : *dips his head to the side, allowing the paperclip to go sailing harmlessly past* What's she do? Also a Jedi? *arches a brow*
[21-23:51] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Of course. *watches her for a moment before he speaks again* So. You can still command the Camelot, if you want.
[21-23:54] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : Nope...it's funny, though. She got the temperament of a Jedi, and I got the Force-sensitivity. I wouldn't be surprised if she had a small, latent little bit...but I don't think she could become a Jedi. She's very well-rounded, but most recently she'd been into science...working with bacta for a few years. *props herself up again, stretching her legs out*
[21-23:58] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I'm sure your family's okay. Thyferra only got taken by the Eclipse...we'll get it taken back.
[21-23:59] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : No, no... That's unnecessary. Besides, you know how to use this ship the best. Better to have it in your hands. I'll return to the Shard.
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[22-00:02] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : Only the Eclipse, eh? The guys with second billing are hardly worth worrying about? *chuckles a bit* But yeah, I hope so...on all counts. No matter how utterly impossible it was to grow up in her wake, I'm still rather attached to her, and my folks.
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[22-00:04] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I suppose I could have worded that better. *winces slightly*
[22-00:04] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : You sure? I'd love to try out my little creation. *grins*
[22-00:05] 1be27, Get a Name!: traitors!
[22-00:06] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Which little creation? *Arches a brow.*
[22-00:08] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : ((wuuuuuut?)) Don't worry about it. All things considered, I'd say they'd be slightly better to dance with. At least they're humanish, as opposed to super-indestructo-spider things.
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[22-00:09] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : OOC: *ROFL* I love this movie.
[22-00:09] 1be27, Get a Name!: i don't know.
[22-00:09] 1be27, Get a Name!: what movie?
[22-00:10] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : The Requiem. It's loaded with weapons. And I don't mean maybe. *grins*
[22-00:10] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : OOC: Old School.
[22-00:11] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *Drops down into the mud, its raining again, and dark...and very foggy so it adds to their cover. Jedi Knight Jaret Snomel and a team of about nine New Republic resistance soldiers are on the outskirts of a Nekressis radar post/communications center. Having just set charges at the base of the camps outer defenses. The building is hours away even by speeder from any cities or larger forces so it was the perfect opportunity to poke the nekressis in the eye to get them distracted from the kick to the nuts that is soon to follow.*
[22-00:12] 1be27, *Jenalia : *is somewhere. doesn't know where. but is there. chillin, maybe? with a beer and a footstool....is now a goddess*
[22-00:13] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *WTF, is in the mud with resistance soldiers and Jenalia is a goddess. FFS got the short end of the stick*
[22-00:13] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : See? That's what I was thinking. I'd prefer to fight a human...oid, than a spider. I mean, not that I want to fight. I used to, but not now. What with my reformation and everything.
[22-00:14] 1be27, *Jenalia : *it's not my fault you decided to go on without me!*
[22-00:14] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *Did not decide! Humph.*
[22-00:15] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Well, if you want. I'm not going to stop you. Even though in theory I could. *Smugly.*
[22-00:16] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : Oh, right. But again, if you have to want to fight something, I'd wager it's better to want to fight something that deserves to be fought. Though I don't know if they'll outright say that in any class here...it's just my, y'know, interpretation.
[22-00:16] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : In theory, you could tell me not to do it. I believe my defiance and bucking of authority is well documented. *tosses a wink at her*
[22-00:17] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : You just said you were going to respect rank and command!
[22-00:17] 1be27, *Jenalia : *did so.*
[22-00:18] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *did not*
[22-00:21] 1be27, *Jenalia : *did so*
[22-00:21] 4029a, ºGM : *the building disappears in a close to neon blue flash. The relative silence of the night is shattered. As if to add an exclamation point to the destruction of the site, a large lightning bolt comes down, striking the ruined rubble. In the quick flash from the bolt, several figures are illuminated in the woods around Jaret and the troops*
[22-00:22] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Oh. I did, didn't I?
[22-00:24] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Yes, you did.
[22-00:24] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Well, they both deserve to be fought, I suppose. Both the Eclipse and the Ne'Kressis. *blinks* I forgot where I was going with that.
[22-00:25] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *Upon illumination of one of those figures he turns catching sight of it and hurls his vibro knife in its direction. The blade moves through the air end over end as quick as a bullet, he's close to follow because as soon as he threw it he lept into action. Objectives for this mission were to destroy all nekressis forces. Every last one of them.*
[22-00:25] 1be27, *Jenalia : *really. has no friggin clue where she is.*
[22-00:28] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Oh. I suppose you're going to hold me to that, eh?
[22-00:29] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : Well...the whole deserving-to-be-fought thing versus just wanting to fight anything that even slightly breathes kind of thing, maybe? Justifiable fighting. If...there is such a thing.
[22-00:33] 4029a, ºGM : *a clawed leg reaches up and deflects the vibroknife. Chittering, it steps forth from the woodline -- it, and six other figures. The one at the center of the half circle, ostensibly the leader, hefts a zhrife at the approaching Jaret. The other six grasp at zhats. Another lightning strike and again they are illuminated. Then, the firing starts. Green bolts of electricty lance out from the weapons, the leader firing at Jaret, the other six firing on the men with him*
[22-00:35] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Would you expect anything less of me? *Splits a grin.*
[22-00:35] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *The other men take cover and start to return fire from Silenced blaster rifles, the crimson bolts sailing into the forest from their positions. Jaret on the other hand simply throws himself forward and to the left in a roll, the Zhat bolts flying past him. Coming to his feet completeing the roll he ignites his lightsaber. The blue blade snapping on and extending into the darkness.*
[22-00:35] 4029a, ºGM : *meanwhile, the light turns on in the room where Jenalia is being held. The blinding light. A man shuffles in with a plate of food and, deactivating the energy field that keeps Jenalia in her 'cell,' places a tray of food down on the door. Steps back and keys the field back on, watching her*
[22-00:37] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Yeah, I can deal with that. Justifiable fighting. *nods to her, smirking* Oh, shit. I forgot...your turn, or mine?
[22-00:38] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Not really. *eyes her* Do you expect me not to test you?
[22-00:41] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : *bites her lip in thought* Technically, it's yours since I started the whole sibling thing. Which is what I think started all this...maybe.
[22-00:41] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : ...*Grudgingly* Not really.
[22-00:42] 1be27, *Jenalia : *eyes the food. picks it up and tries a tiny itty bitty bite. wants to make sure it's not going to kill her with an allergic reaction or something stupid.*
[22-00:43] 4029a, ºGM : *the blade bites into the chitinous exoskeleton of the Ne'Kressis, which sizzles under the heat of the lightsaber, but doesn't penetrate. It brings up two legs, tips razor sharp, to slash at the Jedi. The other Ne'Kressis soldiers continue pouring fire at the Republic troops, green lightning acting as a more powerful disruptor shot, eating through whatever paltry cover the men saw fit to throw themselves behind*
[22-00:44] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : ...No, wait. You asked about siblings, and I gave my answer, then I asked about yours.
[22-00:45] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Well, as long as we see eye to eye. *grins* I will say this, though: I'll do my best to be a good soldier for you.
[22-00:45] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *He pulls his saber back with lightning quick reflexes and bats away the right leg then the second, spinning around coming in for another power strike hopefully on the exact same spot. His mind clear it is only him, the lightsaber, and the training droid now. Out in the feild two men go down wilst one throws a grenade, the rest move back to more cover, coming up and aiming. Off to the far right a lone trooper crouches his eye peering through the scope at the closes warrior, slowly squeezing the trigger. Sniper.*
[22-00:47] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : I'm pretty sure that's cheating; if anything, that counts as an addendum to my question. *eyes him, then shakes her head* But that's all right. I'll go with a basic one...where're you from?
[22-00:47] 4029a, ºGM : *it's not tasty, really. A glass of water that tastes distinctly of iodine and a bowl of what amounts to gruel. The wizened old man just stares at Jenalia from beyond the energy field, eyes full of hate...and something else. Doesn't speak a word. She is dressed in a white gown, and none of her gear is in sight*
[22-00:51] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : You know, if anyone sees you actually listening to me, your reputation will be shot. You'll hear whispers of being whipped from people in hallways, and they'll have images of you carrying my purse while we shop in Coruscant on the Holonews.
[22-00:51] 4029a, ºGM : *the grenade blows a hole in the underbellies of two of the warriors; their chittering rises to a near ear splitting tone, then thei collapse. The one on Jaret backs away from the berserked man and his lightsaber, vocal chords straining to create a word or two in basic*Jee...dai! *in an instant, three of the other warriors turn and begin firing on Jaret, green lightning lancing out for Jaret, meaning to relieve him of arms, legs, or simply his life*
[22-00:52] 1be27, *Jenalia : *eats then. pretty well ignoring the fact that he's even there.*
[22-00:54] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : And where will they get that, hmm? Because I certainly won't be carrying any purse. And, as for being whipped...*smiles at her*...I won't mind. I couldn't think of anyone better -- or prettier, to be whipped by.
[22-00:54] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *He spins around, sweaping his blade, one of the bolts zing past him causing the hair on that side of his head to stand upon end and look all crazy and shit, his lightsaber strikes the other bolt dead on causing it to turn like nasty greenish as the blade absorbs the energy, continuing his spin to come around and hopefull bring the tip of his lightsaber across the screaming Nekressis' armor.*
[22-00:55] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I'm actually from Chandrila. Weird how something so violent could come from some place so peaceful, hmm?
[22-00:56] 4029a, ºGM : *he takes a seat on a stool and watches her for a long while before actually speaking* Why do you come here?
[22-00:57] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : That's sweet. But what do you mean you're not going to carry my purse?
[22-00:58] 1be27, *Jenalia : *Doesn't answer. continues to eat. and won't talk until she's done. if then*
[22-00:58] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : *brow quirks* I don't think I woulda guessed that one. *considers, tilting her head* It could make sense in a way...I mean, if you went the way you did partially because you were acting out against the peacefulness...
[22-01:01] 4029a, ºGM : *the Ne'Kressis immediately stops its backpedaling and leaps at Jaret, shrieking, dropping the zhrife and, while airborne, slashing at the Jedi with all eight limbs. Three other warriors fire relentlessly at Jaret, while the last swarms back into the shadows, flanking around behind the remaining Republic soldiers and begins firing at their exposed backs*
[22-01:02] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I don't think ti was that. I think, really, that I was just a generally bad person. Or, if not that, then at least I thought I was. *shrugs*
[22-01:03] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : I don't think it was that. I think, really, that I was just a generally bad person. Or, if not that, then at least I thought I was. *shrugs
[22-01:04] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : I mean I'm not going to carry it. I do have a certain image I'd like to uphold, you know.
[22-01:05] 4029a, ºGM : Are you not going to speak? Are you just going to sit wordlessly in your cell?
[22-01:05] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *He dives forward and underneath the Ne'kressis leaving him between the fire of his friends and Jaret. The Sniper on the outskirts keeping his eye on that one Nekressis going to flank. Squeezing the trigger sending out a deadly red crimson bolt for the side of its head*
[22-01:06] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Well then, the wedding is clearly off.
[22-01:08] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : What the hell, off? That's not even funny to joke about. *frowns -- a real frown*
[22-01:09] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : *shrugs* Well, whatever the case, it was mistaken...seeing as how if you were a genuinely bad person, I don't think you could've changed so much.
[22-01:10] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : OOC: bb in 15
[22-01:29] JOIN: Kuma Aleen has entered.
[22-01:29] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Blinks.* You can't be seriously upset...
[22-01:30] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : *Blinks.* You can't seriously be upset...
[22-01:32] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Well, that's good logic I suppose. *shrugs* Maybe Eve's just...that good of a person.
[22-01:32] 1be27, *Jenalia : *finally finishes and looks up. quirking a brow at the person.* Would you be speaking to me if you were the one in the cell?
[22-01:34] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : Just don't joke around like that. *shakes his head slightly* I'd hate to lose you due to something I've done.
[22-01:34] 3d9f2, *Melyndy Danon : Maybe...though I doubt even she could work such wonders, if the raw material wasn't there to begin with. *absently crosses her ankles, twitching her feet side to side idly*
[22-01:36] 4029a, ºGM : *the Ne'Kressis soldier is instantly torn about by the green zzhat bolts, and the one running for the Republic soldiers is dropped dead, a hole blown in his side from the powerful bolt. Three remain, and they begin to back into the fog-thickened woods*
[22-01:37] 4029a, ºGM : That is not the case, now is it? *he watches her* Your kind brings nothing but trouble.
[22-01:37] 1be27, *Jenalia : You're right. I'm up to oodles of trouble sitting back here.
[22-01:38] e67ca, *Vila Kalle : Shane, I value my career over most everything else, and you've nearly cost me it several times. If that didn't do it, not much will. Not that that gives you license to try, or anything.
[22-01:39] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : Push forward do not let them escape. *He darts towards another nekressis soldier, leaping up onto a stump then into the air to bring his lightsaber down, hard upon one of its arms, preferably the one holding the Zhat*
[22-01:39] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((mrph. I can't find the file telling me whqat you send to Registratin))
[22-01:45] 4029a, ºGM : *the last two scatter deeper into the fog, leaving the lone Ne'kressis to fend for himself. It attempts to shift its course, causing Jaret's lightsaber to bury straight through its back. Soundlessly, it slumps*
[22-01:47] 4029a, ºGM : Were you not there, you would be. You and your kind are all alike.
[22-01:48] 1be27, *Jenalia : That's some brainwashing you've got there.
[22-01:48] 4029a, ºGM : It's not brainwashing. It's the truth.
[22-01:49] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *Whispers down at the Nekressis as he rips his lightsaber out of its back. Hissing through his teeth* I have returned.
[22-01:49] 4029a, *Shane Coltar : *hugs her tight* Okay. *kisses the crown of her head again*
[22-01:50] bc762, *Jaret Snomel : *Hissing through his teeth as he rips the lightsaber out of the Nekressis's back.* I have returned.
[22-01:50] 41f12, *Jair Karredo : (( *Drops a proton torpedo on Jaret from his Victory-Fighter* Me too. ))
[22-01:50] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Maybe. *looks at Mel* I'd prefer Eve not go to Yavin.
[22-01:51] 1be27, *Jenalia : Well if your kind didn't try to slaughter my kind I doubt there'd be a problem.
[22-01:51] e67ca, *Eve Skyler : *Luckily, going to Corellia, not Yavin.*
[22-01:52] 4029a, *Prefekt Dirano : Maybe. *looks at Mel* I'd prefer Eve not go to Corellia.
[22-01:52] 4029a, ºGM : We don't. Tell me, Jedi, who do you think I am?
[22-01:53] 89f08, *Kuma Aleen: ((Everyone's leaving my alts alone on Coruscant. *sniffle*))
[22-01:53] 1be27, *Jenalia : I don't know. I woke up here.