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Post by Mathias on Apr 26, 2005 22:04:52 GMT
:Nothingness, pain, screams then silence once more. Silent as a tomb. Was I dead? No, I heard laughter. A cold, malicious sound that revealled a heartlessness, I would never forget that sound, her laughter as she killed us all. I don't know why I survived. I don't remember how I got here on Kamino, I don't remember alot of things. My name? That I remember, Mathias Helsdain.:
:Setting up brought on a new wave of nausea. I almost smiled. The dead didn't hurt this bad. A reek assailled my olfactory and caused me to vomit out what my stomach contained. It wasn't much. A foamy blue milky liquid poured from my lips as I struggled to get to my feet. Had to move, couldn't stay here in this rot.:
:Carcasses littered the facility. The horror frozen on their rotting faces told the story. Some kind of bacterial weapon. Why the frag did I survive? Shaking my head I pushed that question away. I told it to take a number and wait its turn. First thing on Mathias' List of Survival: Clothing. For some reason I simply don't remember I woke up naked. I hope I had a good time.:
:Hours passed as I went down my checklist collecting the necessities of survival. Clothing, weapons, more weapons and a way out. I hadn't managed that last one quite yet. I'm not certain why but among the weapons I found a crossbow. It seemed unduly primative compared to the blasters I found but it called to me. I took the time to break down and check each weapon. I didn't miss a beat. Apparently I knew how to handle weapons. Somehow however they seemed crude lacking in elegance. This brought up more questions each of which took a number and got in line. Getting out was the task at hand. Some damn fool triggered the base's bio-hazard warning and shutting it tight as a Duro's purse come bill time. The debate over the moral dilemma of if this bacterial weapon was still active and if it would harm the rest of the planet lasted about three heartbeats. I had two words for the planet; 'Frag em':
: Out I wanted and out I was gonna get come hell or high water:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 27, 2005 4:37:59 GMT
The flagship of the Phoenix, Flaming Talons hovers in orbit over Kamino. Standing on the bridge, the woman clad in a red leather suit and wearing a long brown leather hooded jacket stood. Her own crew has not seen her face as a black mask carved with the emblem of her name, a phoenix, framed around her eyes covers it. Why had she come to visit Kamino? She had heard of the attacked waged here as Sith forces attacked one creature known only by the name as Fang. In a brilliant strategy that she admires the new dark lord for still, the threat was eliminated by a deadly virus. She intended to find out just what was so precious on this planet. Also, she wanted to discover what secrets Kamino held if any. One never knew when a washed up planet might have a huge role in future events. One might consider this mysterious woman a bit of a historian and anthropologist. However, her best feat was in business. Business and making money that is.
*She turns to the captain.* "Prepare my ship. I want to take a look at what is down there."
*The Phoenix then turns her gaze towards one of her elite bounty hunters.* "Crenn! You will come with me to the surface."
*She stalks away as the men confirm her orders. Crenn follows her down the hallway to the fighter still in the process of being prepared for flight.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 27, 2005 4:44:48 GMT
:Standing at a table covered with weapons I couldn't believe it. Not one damn piece of high explosive to blow the hatches and some fragging idiot decided tossing an ion grenade into the comm center was a good thing to do. I took time to waste ammo on his carcass. 'There has to be a fragging way out of this tin can.' I muttered picked up the crossbow and pair of chrome plated blaster pistols I found and went searching again for some way out of this fragging place.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 27, 2005 4:53:46 GMT
The fighter exits the bay of the ship and speeds off towards the surface of Kamino. Crenn manuevers the aircraft down and lands gently outside the compound that was attacked by Viea. The Phoenix seems distracted though. There was a presence here. The last thing she expected to find was someone alive in this facility. Who could it be? How could anyone survive such an attack. Her thoughts were interrupted with a soft word from Crenn.
Crenn: "We have landed, mistress. Let me go first and make sure the facility is safe for you."
*She doesn't answer, just waves her hand showing that he should move along. Her gaze sweeps across the facility seeing how it was closed off tightly.* "Who are you?"
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*Crenn, clad in a biosuit, approaches the entrance to the facility and slides a sort of stick through the door. Several more follow. He runs for cover and clicks the detonator watching as the door is blown open. As the dust begins to settle, he heads into the facility. The Phoenix watches all of these happenings through a hidden camera attached to his suit.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 27, 2005 5:04:37 GMT
:Like the calm before a storm or the tingle on your arms just before lightning strikes close by I pause in my near-endless circuit. Something was gonna happen... >>BOOM<< Even though the explosion was almost half way across the facility it felt like it went off in my head. Falling to the ground I clutched at my head and my ears rang. 'What the frag was that? Did someone fire off a photon torpedo?' I muttered. The world swam around me but a shake of my head cleared that. Questions would have to take numbers again, survival took precident. Not entirely sure how I knew how to do it I slink off in the direction of the explosion. The faint breeze told me where to go. The Crossbow held ready I stuck to the shadows as I drew closer wondering exactly what was waiting for me.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 27, 2005 5:11:15 GMT
*Crenn steps further into the facility taking no caution since he didn't feel the presence of anyone near. The datapad in his hand takes readings from the air and a swipe sample is taken from the surfaces inside the facility. Quickly they are analyzed (gotta love technological advances) for any microorganisms or radioactive threats. Finding none, he pulls up his comlink and reports back to the Phoenix that all is clear and safe inside the facility.*
*She smiles at his thoroughness for biological threats but his lack of expecting the unexpected. Her gaze doesn't leave the viewfinder as it continues to play his journey further into the compound. Her fists clench feeling the tension of the person inside rising. A childlike glee fills her spirit. This was indeed going to be fun to watch.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 27, 2005 5:25:11 GMT
:I could feel the world pull away from me. All that existed was me and him. He stood in the way of my escape from this tin can of corpses. He had to arrive in a ship. That ship was my ticket off this damn rock. Each step made my senses shaper, I could hear him breathing. I put the crossbow down, no weapons I could barehand him. I didn't know how I knew that but I did. I waited watching him, measuring each twitch of an arm and flick of a finger. Just as he turned to look at a sparking control console I made my move. I leapt from the darkness, hanging in mid-air fist cocked back as his form filled my vision -him or me-. I unloaded on him, the blow aimed for his neck to stun or kill him it didn't matter to me.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 27, 2005 5:30:53 GMT
*Her eyes open wider as she sees an arm come towards Crenn and him grunt with pain as well as the faint sick crack of his neck heard from the blow. She begins to laugh a deep throaty laugh and shaking her head.*
"Yes, indeed. This one will join me."
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*Crenn didn't hear the man approaching and did not expect the blow that came from him. Though the vetebrae in his neck did in fact crack, he still maintained consciousness. Crenn kicks out with his legs hitting his attacker before the darkness overtook him. His training taught him to keep on fighting until he was gone..finished...dead.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 27, 2005 5:43:19 GMT
:The kick knocked me back, having landed solidly on my hip. I don't take any chances, the minute he's down I wrap arms around his neck and under his right shoulder and twist. It takes six pounds of pressure to break the collar bone and only three additional pounds of pressure to torque that broken bone through the spinal cord. If he lives through that then he's gonna have a hard time chasing me considering I just paralised him. Instincts kick in and I strip him of weapons and equipment. This pile joins my other one. In minutes I have all of it in a duffle and am out of this place. Looking over his new ship. 'It'll do.' I mutter as even with the goggles on I wince at the sun. Too much time in the darkness but still out is better then in. I head to the ship and up the ramp.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 27, 2005 5:47:49 GMT
*The Phoenix remains hidden in a secret storage area. Her presence is masked with the Force. She waits for him to be lifting off the ground before she even begins to reveal her presence here. Instead she reaches out with her senses to "watch" him*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 27, 2005 5:57:48 GMT
:Tossing the bag down in the cockpit I slip into the pilot's chair. It's weird to have something bring back memories that you never knew you had in the first place but that's what happens when I run my hands over the controlls. So many battles. I shake my head clear and soon my hands are flying over the controlls closing the ramp and bringing the engines to life. 'Alright honey, this being our first date and all I won't goose you too hard but I gotta get outta here so lets get the introductions over with.' I lift off and set course for space.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 27, 2005 6:09:45 GMT
Flaming Talons immediately sets a tractor beam on the ship as it tries to leave the surface. Evidentally, the Phoenix had arranged for this to happen before going into hiding.
*She very quietly slips out of the compartment as the tractor beam pulls them in and comes up to stand behind this stranger.*
"In a hurry?"
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Post by Mathias on Apr 27, 2005 6:15:41 GMT
:Again with the tingling, her voice, surprisingly I don't jump at it. At least I'm surprised anyway. All I do is pull my hands away from the controlls as the fighter is tractored towards the larger ship.:
"You know how it is; Places to go, people to see."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 27, 2005 6:18:53 GMT
*She chuckles as she sits down in the co-pilot's seat though her hand pulls up a blaster holding it at him. He can't see her face yet can feel her eyes searching deep within him.*
"You have talent......" *She waits for a name to be mentioned by him.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 27, 2005 6:25:29 GMT
"Mathias." : I offer. Looking at the blaster she holds there's a better then average chance I could get it from her and knock her out at the same time but with the ship locked in a tractor beam it didn't make much sense. Timing is the key to everything my old Master used to say. Damn if I can remember his name though.: "So, You gonna shoot me or is that just to remind me who's in charge?" : Part of me was surprised I wasn't scared. I must be used to hot women pointing blaster pistols at me.:
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