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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 20, 2005 2:53:57 GMT
The Paradox, Heather Felton's beloved ship, floats lifelessly through space.
Damn!
Sparks fly out of the control console as Heather kicks it. She isn't even phased the burning sparks. She reaches down and rummages through junk on the floor.
Where is it?
After awhile there is an 'Ah-ha' and Heather comes up from the floor with hydro-spanner in hand.
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 20, 2005 3:21:38 GMT
She begins to repair the console. A sound booms in the ships as it restarts.
Wahoo!
She sits in pilots chair. She hits the a button. The ship dies again.
Dammit!
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 20, 2005 4:44:12 GMT
She presses a button on the console and the emergency power comes on. She sends out a distress single then presses another button. A T3 droid with a dark blue and black paint job comes out, it has a red sensor light.
It makes a few beeps at her.
Do you need assistants?
She smiles.
Yes....I need you to watch for any incoming calls...and wake me if they are important.
Alright, Nova...I will do that.
She leaves and heads to her quarters.
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 21, 2005 4:38:51 GMT
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Post by Anton Byrax on Nov 21, 2005 14:23:49 GMT
*Whilst Travelling to an unspecified location, Anton Byrax's personal transport Subjugator tears from Hyperspace into the region in which the Paradox is floating lifelessly, As the vessel comes into view Anton turns to the droid crew.*
"Take us closer, but be wary of defences."
*The crew follow his orders, and the Paradox grows larger in the cockpit view screen.*
"open a comms channel, lets see if there is anyone onboard...."
((((((((((((comm))))))))))))
"Unidentified vessel, this is BTC transport Designation 55297 Subjugator. Are you in need of asistance?"
((((((((((((comm))))))))))))
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 21, 2005 22:11:16 GMT
Nova hears numerous beeps then gets up. She walks into the comm room and opens the channel.
Yes....my ship won't start...it's on emmergency power....
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Post by Anton Byrax on Nov 22, 2005 12:37:32 GMT
*There goes the Salvage rights, thought Anton.*
"Ok, May i ask who i'm speaking too?"
*Whilst waiting for an answer Anton indicates to the Maintainance crew that they should asemble in the hold.*
"I have a maintainance crew ready to board you."
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 22, 2005 17:36:25 GMT
She rolls her eyes.
My name is...There is a brief pause...Angela Rogers.
She sighs.
I'm ready when you are...
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Post by Anton Byrax on Nov 22, 2005 22:11:40 GMT
*The Subjugator manuovers into position and hooks up with the Paradox, With a hiss the bulkhead opens slowly and Anton stands smoothing his light jacket and trousers. Sealing the clasp of his Crimson cloak the young man makes his way through the boarding breach followed by his service droids.
Catching his first sight of "Angela Rodgers" There is a look of distaste on his face.*
"Well now, how did you manage to get yourself into such trouble?"
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 23, 2005 0:01:25 GMT
She rolls her eyes.
I've been having problems with her for sometime now and I just never got the time to fix it...
She shrugs then sighs.
So...what do I uhh...owe you then?
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Post by Jon Nexus/Erik Zelona on Nov 23, 2005 4:29:20 GMT
*The White Raven came through space, on autopilot as it's pilot, Jon, stood near the hyperdrive with a hydro-spanner in ahdn trying to fic the hyperdrive. The hyperdrive hadn't been working right since he left Nar Shaddaa, and it had taken a long time to fix. Too long in Jon's opinion, but at the moment, there wasn't anything he could do, except try and fix it. Suddenly, a sound was heard, and Jon knew his scanner had picked up something. Rushing to the cockpit, he leaded over the display console, and saw another ship, much bigger. It was like looking at a capital ship. Jon didn't want to risk doing anything to them, so he disengaged autopilot, and veered the ship away.*
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Post by Anton Byrax on Nov 23, 2005 16:32:10 GMT
She rolls her eyes. I've been having problems with her for sometime now and I just never got the time to fix it...She shrugs then sighs. So...what do I uhh...owe you then?*He smiled warmly at her before looking around the ship.* "Where have you come from?" |
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Nov 23, 2005 19:57:25 GMT
She puts her hand on the back of her head.
Umm...what do you mean?
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Post by Anton Byrax on Nov 23, 2005 22:23:23 GMT
"I mean, what brought you to this place? Where did your journey originate?"
*The seemingly evasive manner of the woman made Anton slightly tense and wary.*
"It's of little consequence to me who you are or where you come from, iam merely trying to be polite."
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Post by Jon Nexus/Erik Zelona on Nov 23, 2005 23:53:55 GMT
*The White Raven continued it's long journey around the capital ship, as Jon once again engaged the autopilot, and went back to work on fixing the hyperdrive. He had made a promise to himself not to interfere with whatever bigger ships are doing, and he was keeping it. He didn't know what this capital ship was doing here, and he didn't really care. He just wanted to avoid it.*
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