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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 27, 2005 23:51:42 GMT
*Rejoiced by his victory, the newly appointed Mandalore. He walked down the corridor, took a right and got to the communication center. He sent out messafe to all of the mandalorian worlds.*
"The second coming of mandalore is here. I have defeated the tyranny of the twins."
*Then his attention deverted to the shadowy conner of the room, and he cut the trasnmission short. He didnt want it to be widely known that he was but a mere child, and if there was a spy here he would have to silence him...*
"C'mon out..."
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Post by Master Bondora on Oct 28, 2005 0:04:45 GMT
Marcus melded with the darkness, becoming a shade among shadows, a ghost in the fetid gloom. It was always night this deep in the ferrocrete canoyons. Artificial lights were few and far between at best, and there were many places where lights were burned out, stolen or shattered by vandals. He had plenty of cover, and from the looks of it, the mandalorian warrior did not really know where he was. It was obvious that he was an oaf, without skill or much trainning in the art of surveillance. Marcus did not need to use the dark side to hide from such a being.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 28, 2005 0:08:41 GMT
*His head tilted back and he sniffed in the cold air. His insticts seemed, well, super-charged since becoming mandalore and he looked towards the spy's general location.*
"I don't like hide-and-seek, now, please, c'mon out..."
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Post by Master Bondora on Oct 28, 2005 0:19:33 GMT
His lips twitched in annoyance. He tried a quick mental probe on him, but mandalore-for surely that was he was- was too sharp, his attention too focused, to fall for mind tricks.
Marcus came out of the shadows, holding two automatic blasters and pointing them directly at the mandalorian.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 28, 2005 0:22:53 GMT
"Whoa, whoa...Hey thats not nice..."
*Darius held up both hands...trying to look as beaten as he could*
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