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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 28, 2005 7:33:02 GMT
*The guards outside of the room had heard the commotion going on inside but were told to stay out of the room at all times. Only the Phoenix could give them the order to go in. However a fight between the guards outside did ensue as one tried to enter against the wishes of his mistress. By the time Phoenix arrived, all had been quietened down yet one guard had a black eye. She ignores this and nods her head to the guard with the black eye as he punches the code to open the door.*
*With catlike movements, she enters the room and her gaze moves around to each of the guards. Finally, her gaze turns back to him and she smiles, though it is hidden.*
"I see that you have.....entertained....yourself in my absence, Mathias."
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Post by Mathias on Apr 28, 2005 7:39:16 GMT
:I looked at her, I couldn't help myself. What honest man could? She was a looker and that mask just added to things. She had some bad habits though. I looked down the blade of the fourth knife checking its edge for keenness.: "Look, what's it gonna take to get it through that pretty head of yours that I don't take well to being locked up?" :I was still trying to be a decent guy about this but it was getting rediculous. Some girls just won't take 'no' for an answer.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 28, 2005 7:46:41 GMT
*She turns her head to the guards that are still in the room and her voice deepens further and booms out with authority.*
"Leave us and take the dead one with you. Do not open this door."
*The man who was head butted nodded helped the second with the guard that had been killed. Quickly they left....her head did not turn back around until they had left. Her movements were slow as she pulled a chair to the center of the room backwards and straddled it resting her chin on her hands. The voice coming from behind the mask softened again.*
"Soon, my dear....soon." *She lifts up and pulls a datapad out of her leather coat and looks at it as she speaks."
"You don't seem to be affected by the biological attack on Kamino, which is very peculiar yet good for you. You also are in good health and though you think you are, you aren't suffering from any brain trauma to cause a loss of memory. So, my questions to you that will help buy your freedom are these.....who are you and how did you survive the attack...how did you even arrive on Kamino?"
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Post by Mathias on Apr 28, 2005 7:52:59 GMT
:I sighed setting down the knife. It had some promise but wasn't very balanced. I pick up the fifth before I answer her.: "I told you my name already, Mathias Helsdain. Can't answer the other two. Don't know how I survived and can't remember how I got there." :I shrug but like the look of the fifth knife, nice edge, good balance. It'll make a sweet throwing knife. Not as good as.... something else. Damn my spotty memory.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 28, 2005 7:59:38 GMT
*She decides on a more direct approach instead as a sigh escapes her lips.*
"I thought you might say as much. Which is why I now have to do this."
*She gets up from the chair and walks closer to him. Her eyes close and she begins to probe his mind using the Force to guide her. She must see why these memories are locked away. Yet, she also knows she has just opened herself up for an attack. The probing is gentle at first like a soft hand touching his mind but grows more desperate.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 28, 2005 8:06:03 GMT
:I can't help but wonder as she approaches if she's gonna jump my bones right here and now. It'd be a nice change to what usually happens when I can't answer someone. At first it's like a light whisper in my head but it grows louder and louder. I hate loud even if I can't hear it.: "Get. Out. Of. My. MIND!" I thunder at her as I shove her out of my head. I remember doing that before. I remember really fragging off people by doing it too.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 28, 2005 8:10:25 GMT
*She stumbles back for a moment as her breathing is quickened and a deep chuckle resonates from her throat.*
"My my we are a touchy one. You have a ship prepared for you........but there is a catch."
*She moves back to the chair straddling it again and watching his reaction carefully.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 28, 2005 8:14:02 GMT
:I hide my surprise at her reversal of direction. I tuck the knife into my belt and collect up the blasers: "When isn't there a catch? As long as I get my bag of weapons, my crossbow and the ship I'm fine with your catches." :Really I wasn't but I didn't think I could take all of her troops on by myself. I'm good, I think, but not that good.:
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 28, 2005 8:32:13 GMT
*She chuckles at his response and pulls something out of her coat to throw at him. It is a datapad containing information about the Trade Hall on Brentaal. A detailed floor plan and names of those in the House of Reps are all recorded inside. She stands in front of him and crosses her arms across her chest.*
"Brentaal has some very unique items for trade. Recently, the houses have gotten together to seek some kind of organization, though many times that has failed. Within the Trade Halls behind high level security, is information about all their exports and imports as well as the names of their locations they go to or from. This is information I must have. As for the weapons, you bested my men...they are yours. Those who are strong are rewarded here."
*Her hand reaches out and caresses his cheek before reaching under his chin and pulling his gaze up to her own. Emerald eyes peer down at him as the words come out laced with sensuality.*
"Do this for me and I assure you, you will be well awarded."
*Her gaze looks deeply into his own eyes as she awaits his answer while her hand pulls away from him.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 28, 2005 8:40:47 GMT
:I look down at the pad listening to her words. A simple B'nE? I was shocked. If that was the only catch she had in mind I was as good as free.: "Babe, consider it cracked and hacked." :I get to my feet and swing around the table. "Let's go look at my ride."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 28, 2005 8:47:47 GMT
*She throws her head back laughing at his comment before responding.*
"Follow me." He has no idea that this isn't going to be a walk in the park. Pride and overconfidence comes before the fall. Let's hope he isn't stupid.
*She turns and walks out of the room leading him down the corridors to the hangar area. Her movements remain fluid as her hips swing with each step. The men stop what they are doing as she passes and bow to her out of respect. Obviously, she is well respected and somewhat feared. She stops before one of the fighters towards the end of the bay. It isn't a new ship but it was capable for anything he would face. Also, there was a tracking device strategically placed inside. It would take days for anyone to find. Yet, she had already thought of that. She turns around to face him to see the reaction. The great black glossy fighter before him would be impressive to the average viewer.*
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Post by Mathias on Apr 29, 2005 3:24:46 GMT
:I take one look at the fighter and shake my head.: "No, that won't do. Fighters get tagged to quick by local authorities. Firepower, speed. They're like a gunslinger in the old cowboy holovids. The minute they walk into town everybody knows." :I look around the bay and spot the freighter.: "That one. I'll take that one. Woulda liked a Corellon YG or newer but that'll do, Kuat Engineering isn't bad. " :Looking it over I nod to myself it'll be perfect. I'll steal myself better when I get the chance. I like the Corellon ships, versitle, take modifications well. Solid ships. I turn around and look at her.: "Yeah, that one."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 29, 2005 3:46:56 GMT
*She frowns at his pickiness and crosses her arms across her chest.*
"That ship is not ready for flight. You are not in a position to choose a ship to your liking."
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Post by Mathias on Apr 29, 2005 3:53:29 GMT
:Why can't things just go smoothly for once? Everyone has to dig in their heels. I sigh and look at her: "We both know that ship could be ready to fly in ten minutes. I don't like crotch-rockets. They got over powered engines and shmegging little else. Me I'd rather have a couple of inches of reinforced durasteel between me and those gunning for me. You want this information then give me something that doesn't paint a bullseye on my back. It's a trade center, freighters go in and out all the time but I'll bet you can count the independent fighters on one hand. So how about it Babe, Let's try and see things my way for a change."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 29, 2005 3:58:42 GMT
*She laughs as she walks closer to him. The Phoenix stops to stand face to face with him.*
"You've got guts, Mathias....lots of guts. Admirable and yet also a deadly trait." *She walks around him.* "This freighter is very valuable to me. For you to take it, I would require something else from you...."
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