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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Aug 15, 2005 19:17:24 GMT
*The droid nods. She hands him a map of the station and points to the room.* These are the rooms. There are nine left choose anyone you want. I would come with you but I have to stay here and give people information.
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Post by Joseph Gray on Aug 15, 2005 19:56:38 GMT
"Yes, thank you at will be all I require at the moment." *He scans the bay again, then walks toward the the nearest exit and heads for the nearest room, checking map every now and then.*
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Post by Joseph Gray on Aug 16, 2005 17:47:12 GMT
*John pulls his hood over his eyes as he enters hanger bay 2. He walked toward a man holding a data pad and standing near a new starship.* "You the guy huh, well here it is. GAT-1b Skipray Blastboat, civilan model of coruse. It seats up to four, pilot, copilot, and two passagers. It's heavily shielded and the hull plating is so thick only the most powerful fighter lasers can crack it. It can reach 800 miles per hour in atmosphere and can out run most Sith fighters in space." *He handed the datapad to John, who signed it.* "Well thats it, have fun."
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Post by Joseph Gray on Aug 16, 2005 18:18:31 GMT
*He boarded his new ship and began per-flight checks. "This is craft 13A582 to station control, requesting permission for take off, over." *He spoke his crafts identification number instead of his name into the com, as he began to power the sub light-drives up.* "This is station control to craft 13A582 you are clear for take off, over." *He nudged the throttle bringing the craft out of the hanger and bought it up to cruising speed. He stared down at the nav computer, wondering were to go. When an idea hit him, with a flick of his finger the Force spun the dials. As they came to a stop he pulled the hyperspace level.* *As he shot into hyperspace he yawned deeply, sinking into his chair he drifted into an uneasy sleep.*
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Post by Drago Solaris on Aug 23, 2005 16:35:24 GMT
*a ship comes out of hyperspace near the station, its 4 red solar sails launch out of its sides as it slows and sends out a message requesting docking permision*
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Post by Drago Solaris on Aug 23, 2005 20:42:53 GMT
i recieve the codes and land almost perfectly, the 4 wings now retracted, i step out into the hanger bay
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Aug 23, 2005 22:53:16 GMT
A young woman with long dyed Green hair.
Good Afternoon, I am Ariana. What do you need?
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Post by Drago Solaris on Aug 23, 2005 23:53:54 GMT
i was hoping for acomadations for me and my droid, would you have any rooms open?
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Aug 25, 2005 17:22:53 GMT
She smiles and nods.
Yes, yes, we do.
She reaches into her small bag,
Here, this is a datapad of the station. There are 8 rooms left I beileve.
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Post by Halan on Aug 25, 2005 17:46:04 GMT
*A small mandalorian scout ship comes out of hyperspace, from the hanger a shuttle escapes and lands on the pad of the station, mandalore steps out and walks though the station not waiting to be cleared, he walsk right towards the women with the weird hair*
"Where is celestia?"
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Aug 25, 2005 18:00:47 GMT
She bows.
Good Morning, Mandalore. Celestia is in her room.
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Post by Halan on Aug 25, 2005 18:23:16 GMT
*Mandalore mumbles thank you and strolls past her*
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Post by Joseph Gray on Aug 26, 2005 14:48:08 GMT
*He landed his Skipray and exited the hanger heading for his room.*
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Post by Rayken/Hk-62 on Aug 29, 2005 15:49:05 GMT
A TA freighter comes in range and docks with the station 1 Person (with a large cloak that covers his whole body and face) and 4 Droids walk out of it
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Aug 30, 2005 4:07:57 GMT
Hello, I am Ariana.
The green haired woman bows.
Can I help you?
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