Halan
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Purple Haze
A good assassin needs neither the dark or the light....he needs skill (Was Mandalore)
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Post by Halan on Oct 13, 2005 16:44:43 GMT
*A small shuttle sets down in the hanger of the docking bay, as its enines abruptly stop a walkway lowers down and mandalore steps out onto the station floor*
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The Pike
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Jedi Knight
I was Hera Dite/Tom (or Milanda, Stewie)
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Post by The Pike on Oct 21, 2005 1:29:43 GMT
::A small tiny spaceship without any defences at all is in orbit. After ten minutes it docks. Out comes two Twi'leks wearing some wierd purple uniform. They walk to a droid::
Twi'lek #1: May we speak with the Mistress of this Station Droid?
Twi'lek #2: We are ambasdors from...a peace guild.
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Oct 21, 2005 2:03:39 GMT
Celestia walks in waddling a little from her pregnancy.
Hello, How may I help you?
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The Pike
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I was Hera Dite/Tom (or Milanda, Stewie)
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Post by The Pike on Oct 21, 2005 2:13:36 GMT
Twi'lek #1: We need a private area. To discuss...a deal with you.
Twi'lek #2: Nice station by the way.
::The Twi'leks weren't idios like Aik and Eik. But Celestia had to wonderwho they represented...and who desighned those ugly uniforms.....
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The first Twi'lek was wondering how Ak sckrewed it up with Mandalore. I resulted in the death of Aik and Eik, and a ship.::
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Oct 21, 2005 14:01:25 GMT
She looked at them. Then shakes her head.
Fine then follow me.
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The Pike
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I was Hera Dite/Tom (or Milanda, Stewie)
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Post by The Pike on Oct 21, 2005 17:57:56 GMT
::The Twi'leks nod and start to follow her.::
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Post by Sarah Gilliam/Heather Felton on Oct 21, 2005 22:58:52 GMT
ooc: Go to the meeting room!
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 11, 2005 22:59:34 GMT
*A small three person freighter sits on the deck as a tall green haired girl mumbles to herself. She appears to be preparing to depart with several large metal crates sitting on the deck next to her. She shouts over to the deck officer.*
Hey, you guys gonna load this stuff or not!
*Well, it was more of a statement than a question. But that didn't matter anyway, the deck hands were too busy trying to fix a severely damaged fighter and they just didn't have enough time to spare.*
FINE! I'll load it all myself then. But I ain't payin the docking fees!
*The deck officer looked over to her as she bent down to lift the first box.*
Hey you need repulsor lif.......
*He stopped short as she lifted the box clear off the ground, the fabric of her flight suit seemed to harden and the knee guards whined as they took the stress of the weight. After a while she had managed to load all the crates, much to the embarassment of the deck hands.*
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 11, 2005 23:10:13 GMT
*Once the large boxes were loaded, she went over to the smaller ones. By this time the deck hands had decided to pitch in and things were almost ready. Laying on top of the nearest box was a very large and highly custmomised sniper rifle. The deck officer went to pick it up and regreted doind so for she had drawn her vibroblade and slapped him on the back of the hand with it. Nobody actually saw her do it, but there was a cut on his hand and she was now sheating her blade. She stood up and with a sarcastic smile said.*
Bad boy.
*She picked up the rifle, which should have fallen on the flor with a thunk, but once again her powersuit took all the strain. She walked onto the ship and prepared the navi-computer for her journey.*
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Post by Masuko / Luna on Nov 11, 2005 23:23:27 GMT
*Once the deck hands were finished loading the light stuff, she prepped for the flight and paid half the docking fee, well they did help, eventually... Soon she was on her way, she wasn't sure where yet actually, but she had finished her buisiness here and didn't like to hang around.*
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