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Post by Triune on May 5, 2005 5:42:18 GMT
*Raviel points his wrist launcher at the back of Gurv's neck as he walks away. After several moments he puts it down. His human looking eyes flash briefly a malevolent red hue.*
"If she did not need you human I would be field stripping your corpse even now." he whispers softly to himself. "Perhaps it would be better if She were to send you on a bit more lethal mission. I can arrange that." The smile the spreads across his human face only adds to his near demonic appearance. Calming himself he turns back to the table to try to figure out where this cargo goes.. 'Where in Sathor's name are you Kyra?' He thinks to himself.
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Post by Rayken/Hk-62 on May 5, 2005 9:00:20 GMT
ooc: btw it was the last fighter *hk ships lands on roon at the phoenix base. hk opens the cargo ships door and walks out of it searching for his master. he walks to raviel* Query: where is master kyra?
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on May 5, 2005 9:04:15 GMT
OOC: Um...I destroyed two and you destroyed the last one...lol
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Post by Triune on May 6, 2005 4:57:33 GMT
**********************COMM********************* This is the Phoenix. I've stopped to do some business on Coruscant. If I'm not back within 48 hours, then something has happened. If I don't return, check out apt 21C of the west side apartments near the Senate building. Kyra Maans was seen entering and something doesn't feel right.
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*Raviel incepts this transmission through the delay relay he built into the bases communication system. Storing it in his datapad he erases it from the system knowing it would simply not reach anyone. He had a bit of an addendum to make to it all. He slipped away from the main area, leaving them all to their own devices for now. He moves through the narrow hallways easing open a broom closet that never got used for anything remotely resembling cleanup. A small door in the back lead into the room She and he installed the factorial in. He had a suit to make and a broadcast of his own... He brought the terminal up to speed and put in the data. The organ pulsated and soon a bio-item plopped into the vat. Using the other systems in this room Raviel took the message sent by the Phoenix and removed the words but kept the carrier signatures, basically leaving all of the call signs of where it came from intact. From the vat he removed a small almost slug-like item before turning back to the terminal to produce a full suit this time. It just might come in handy. He slides the slug into his mouth and swallows it. The pain registers on his face as he drinks down a glass of water. Finally the pain passes as he clears his throat and speaks..*
"My name is Kyra Maans..." Indeed he sounds exactly like her. He grins and turns back to the editing terminal as a suit splashes into the vat. He hits the record button and speaks.
"Gurv, I need you to do something for me and for once just don't try to ask questions of a transmission. I'm worried about Arael. I want you to find her for me. She hates me Gurv and I really can't blame her..." A pause "Last word I had from her is she was heading for Myrkr. Please do this for me." He ends the transmission and swallows down the siren slug. The subharmonics it provides should convince the human it is really her.
*Raviel sets this cunningly altered transmission to bounce off the relay satelite and send to Gurv's own receiver. He'd eat it up hook line and sinker. After tapping the last key Raviel turned around and fished out the Kyra suit. He grinned at it but shook his head, he had an oath to uphold first.*
"I will wait the 48 hours before checking out what's happened to her. She should not go off alone like this."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on May 6, 2005 5:07:53 GMT
*Gurv had been pacing in the break room worried about Kyra yet not willing to talk to anyone else about it. He didn't trust Raviel. He hadn't from the beginning and wasn't about to start now. No, he had a bad feeling. The cup he had finished drinking from, he crushes and throws it across the room where it smashes into hundreds of pieces.*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on May 6, 2005 5:26:05 GMT
*After about 20 min pass, his datapad is alerted. Quickly he pulls it out of his jacket pocked looking at it.* "This better be you, Kyra!"
*He reads the message carefully and runs his hands through his hair in frustration.* "Would it have killed her for once to say where she was? The woman hasn't changed one bit. As for Arael....Myrkr is no place for that child."
*He leaves the room grabbing his equipment feeling fatherly concern for Arael wash over him. Though, he knew the child wasn't his own and Kyra was like a daughter to him as well, he raised Arael for all of these years....he and his dearly departed wife. He wouldn't deny this request. Entering the main room, he goes to seek out Raviel.*
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Post by Triune on May 6, 2005 5:28:30 GMT
*Raviel is out and about, checking on the nuts and bolts of the operation here, still in his human jedi disguise he seems busy in his duties*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on May 6, 2005 5:32:25 GMT
*Gurv walks up to Raviel and gets in his path so he is forced to stop. The look Gurv gives him shows one of concern mixed with frustration.*
"Look, I gotta leave. When Kyra gets back, you have her send me a comm or someone. Hell, I don't care who it is. I want to know she made it back safely. Got it? Good!"
*He walks off towards his ship and hurriedly gets inside preparing to leave for Myrkr.*
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Post by Triune on May 6, 2005 5:35:07 GMT
*Raviel watches Gurv walk away, a smile on his face*
"Oh I will be certain to have her send you a message. You can count on it." He patted the satchel he carried beneath his robes.
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on May 6, 2005 9:00:58 GMT
*Rubin walks back into the hangar area with a huge smile on his face. One could only assume what he has been into. He makes his way towards his ship and pulls off his shirt while grabbing some tools before climbing on top of his ship and working on the shielding.*
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