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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 13, 2005 21:07:52 GMT
*She sent back the following on the encripted chanel so that the Jedi couldn't overhear them.
Oh yeah! And what the hell do you expect me to do? You just tore my ship in half! One stray shot from anyone will set that permacrete off and I'm stuck in this hole in the only remaining section of my ship that isn't decompressed! Tell you what. YOU take him out and I won't set off the permacrete. I do have that option you know!
*She turned over onto her back and sighed, awaiting his reply.*
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Post by Master Bondora on Nov 13, 2005 21:09:18 GMT
The Jedi Master activated his comlink and sent a message to the Dark Assassin.
"In the name of the Galactic Senate of the Republic, you are under arrest for assisting wanted criminals. You will now dock within the nearby space station while I call for reinforcement."
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 13, 2005 21:09:41 GMT
ooc: btw, just because she's shipping a couple hundred tonnes of explosives don't mean she's a smuggler. she actually has licence for it, but you don't know that yet.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 13, 2005 21:22:43 GMT
*Ignoring the jedi's message he replied to the possible smuggler.*
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"Oh but I want you to! I'm gonna blow you towards him, have you crash into his ship...then set the bombs off...If ya don't agree well...um..sorry, lady."
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*He then sent out four proton missiles, able to toss the torn apart frieghter as if it were a paper-weight and directly towards the jedi's ship. Hopefully she'd survive cause she could help, but if not...well, whatever.*
ooc:Yea, well infa would instantly think the worst of people since he himself is a criminal.
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 13, 2005 21:31:58 GMT
Son-of-a! This guy's insane.
DON'T, There is enough permacrete there to blow up a small moon you bantha brain! Just let me handle it then. This may take a while but keep him at bay, and when I say so bring him past the bow of my ship.[/color]
*She slid out of the hatch and in the zero-g environment that was what was left of her ship she slipped into an envionmental suit and when she was sealed in she picked up her sniper rifle and depressurised the cabin. After a moment or two she floated out into the now exposed cargo hold and took out from one of the crates a smaller ammo box of the explosives. She opened the ammo box and checked the contents. She guaged the thickness of the metal and sent the box floating out into space slowly.*
~~shchshch~~Fly by now!~~schshch~~
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 13, 2005 21:36:44 GMT
*Not really understanding what to do...he shot outa proton missile timed, and not touch sensitive towards the box, causing it to go flying at the masters ship! Which meant when he pressed one button the jedi would have a proton missile as well as a entire box of perma detonators going right at him...* ooc:Sin...ya had to try and arrest me, huh?  |
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 13, 2005 21:42:01 GMT
*Xin sighed and lowered her head hitting it off the scope of her rifle.
Bantha brain...
She was in the poodoo now. Her ship is torn into too many parts she cared to count, her cargo was in danger of being hit by stray shots and proton cores from psychos and Jedi Masters, she no longer had a pressurised cabin to return to and her oxygen was running out. And to hammer the final nail into the coffin, this guy had just ruined her plan, she would have shot the box of explosives as the Jedi flew past, dissabling his ship so that the other guy could pick her and her cargo up and take her to the nearest star port. Oh well.*
What now laser brain?
*She looks in confusion at the hologram and shakes her head.
What a time...
New job and no way to sign up because of the idiots trying to highjack her ship.*
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 13, 2005 21:45:58 GMT
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"Well, Let's go over my options...I could run, leave you for dead or capture...or I could save you, and you'd probably try and kill me...or I could save you, and you wouldn't try and kill me, but am I really gonna believe you? hmmm..."
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*He was definately mocking her more than actually thinking of a plan, but he really could use her help if she was alive, and obviously all she had were explosives...how boring...*
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 13, 2005 21:51:28 GMT
*She layed back onto one of the cargo crates and got the laser brain's ship into her sights. She shot a stream of light blue light mere microns past his view screen and then opened the chanel again.*
If you think I missed, you are sorely mistaken. I have just been hired for a job, I need transport to Nar Shadaa along with all my nice explosives. I'm also running out of Oxygen and when I die I'm taking you with me becasue you've severely pissed me off!
*She picked out another box of permacrete and sent it floating his way just to make a point and she brought it into her scope with her finger settled on the trigger.*
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 13, 2005 21:57:47 GMT
*shit...looks like he had to save her now...Even if it was taking a chance and having her kill him anyway...*
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"Fine...but you try anything funny and I'm blowing both of us straight to hell"
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*Finally a reason for that stupid self-destruct button he had on his fighter all these years...he alwasy thought it was the most retarded thing, but looks like anything can come in handy one time or another. He flies his ship closer and closer until she can basically float over to it...placing a small device into his mouth the fighter opens allowing him to breath freely even in the emptiness of space. He motioned for her to come on, because he didnt believe it possible for him to dock on the have destroyed frieghter.*
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 13, 2005 22:02:24 GMT
*She looked at the guy through the black visor of her enviro-suit and, lowering her rifle, she pushed off the crate and floated over. Once inside the fighter and safely seated she took her helmet off. Her green hair flowed out and she opened her dark eyes.*
What are you going to do about my permacrete. That was a contract and if I don't get that shipment to the contractor you are gonna owe me big time.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 13, 2005 22:04:13 GMT
"Your life, for the detonators...sounds fair...and you said your going to Nar shadda? Funny...cause I am too..."
*The fighter doors automatically slam shut and he enters hyperspace, going towards Nar Shadda...*
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Post by Master Bondora on Nov 13, 2005 22:10:17 GMT
The Jedi Master manoeuvred his ship out of the way, dodging the box of explosives. But he sooned realize it was too late; the Dark Assassin's ship had already entered hyperspace.
"R3, track down their hyperspace route, we can't let them escape..."
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 13, 2005 22:11:39 GMT
*She reaches forward and places her hands on his shoulders, with the added power of her power-suit she digs her finger into his shoulder and says in a rather unnervingly calm voice...*
I don't know how the bussiness works where you come from, but where I am from, when you accept a contract, you complete it to the letter, that includes all the small print. So when we get to Nar Shadaa, you're going to buy me a new freighter and I am going to go back there and pick up my cargo. Understand.
*The last word was more of a statement than a question. And she squeezed his shoulder just a little harder with those gauntletts that allowed her to crush durasteel plating without somuch as breaking a nail.*
ooc: Sin, we're already in hyperspace. and don't forget there's still a few hundred tonnes of permacrete in your vacinity.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 13, 2005 22:14:03 GMT
"Fine...whatever...As you can see, Im kinda busy dodging missiles..."
*He swerves left then right, dodging the onsulaght of missiles, not being given enough time to enter hyper space...*
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