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Dr. Noah (Star Wars . . . 007 style)
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LightWarden
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Date Posted:
9/5/07 12:58pm
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RE: Dr. Noah (Star Wars . . . 007 style)
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Damaya Tadro
XANA's base
As Markus was working on one of the droids, Damaya moved to another, setting her case at her side. Popping the latches, she opened it slightly with one hand, and small object shot out and into her waiting palm. Closing the case, she stood back up, multitool in hand. Assuming you knew what you were doing, it wasn't too difficult to reconfigure a droid to accept a different signal. You just had to have a droid that wasn't trying to kill you, and a signal worth using. Now, she wasn't perfectly sure of what signal Markus would be using, but the Quartermaster had had told her of the Markus's usual operating range. Though even if she was incorrect, the worst that would happen would be that the droid was completely unusable to anyone. Well, that or if XANA managed to get within signal range and successfully guess the slicer's usual MOO, he'd gain a few more expendable minions. Well... it never hurt to check.
"Darlin', are you usin' the usual?" she asked, working on the droid.
“Request permission to check out the sewers; see if I can find another way into this drokker’s base?”
"Might be difficult... this is the Vertical City, it's hard t' find anythin' big enough t' fit your arm, let alone your body... that and there seems t' be a large pitfall with one long drop on the floor below us. Still, nothin' much t' write home about, he's just attemptin' t' make a stand with a few of his larger friends... he doesn't have any power in the rest of the building, and he can't do anythin' other than exist until he deals with us."
She pointed at the droids.
"So since he's not inclined t' come t' us, it might be better t' put up some expendable labor before facin' him."
TAG: Markus, Mitch, anyone else
OOC: And since Mitch is apparently impervious to laser weaponary, superstrong, superfast, and incapable of staying dead in a conventional firefight, it might be helpful if you'd actually use your powers for good... set Mitch up as a speedbump and tank for the more mortal members of the group...
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Sith-I-5
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9/5/07 1:50pm
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IC: Mitch Nifesta
The woman made sense in what she said, as she joined Markus in his efforts.
"Okay. So anything I can do to help?" He asked.
Tag: Damaya, Markus
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“So what kind of quad-lasers has this thing got?” Stobb pressed, “Golan Arms or Taim & Bak KT-6s?”
“Leave me alooone.” The pilot sobbed, “I didn’t build the sodding thing. I press a button, green light shoots out.”
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LightWarden
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9/5/07 1:56pm
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Damaya Tadro
XANA's Base
"Okay. So anything I can do to help?"
"That depends... what can you do?"
TAG: Mitch
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9/6/07 6:47am
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Markus Carfax
XANA base
Rewiring droids in semi-green darkness was tricky, Markus was rediscovering. Not that he couldn't do it- it would have hurt his pride too much to be less than competent in any area of electronics and he practiced regularly- it was just quite difficult to, say, cut the green wire when all the wires looked green. Fortunatley no cutting of wires was needed.
Damaya's voice eventually penetrated Markus' semi-Zen-like hacking reverie.
"Darlin', are you usin' the usual?"
Frag. That was what he'd been missing. He hadn't given Damaya or Boothroyd the signal to rewire the droids to. Feth on a speederbike.
"Yep." he replied, wincing at his own stupidity. "Assuming you know what my usual is."
He was vaguely aware of some sort of conversation having been going on while he was rewiring this droid. Something between Damaya and Mitch. Oh well, whatever it was it'd sort itself out.
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RE: Dr. Noah (Star Wars . . . 007 style)
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IC: XANA
Location: Bottom Floor
XANA was building something.
But he didn't know if it would work.
He had some time, and it was certainly precious.
There was that robot he was working on. Big thing. He hadn't figured out its propulsion system. Buuuuuut, if he just used those spare load lifter legs, he should be able to make that weapons platform mobile.
He just wondered if those legs would withstand the missile kickback. Calculations were mixed on the issue. He supposed he would just have to see.
His level 1s had just finished welding the struts on, and the connections were being worked on...
He ran through his checklist of what he would use to wipe out the agents.
He had his entourage of level 1s....
He had his group of hard-wired level 2s...
He had his personal level 3
And he had this new weapon that may or may not work...
He couldn't fight the feeling that he felt underarmed...
He looked around his place for more weapons parts...
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Dubya_Scott
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Date Posted:
9/7/07 5:36pm
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IC: Boothroyd
"Rewiring droids," he stated as he moved toward one of the mechanical robots. Boothroyd reached into his coat, pulled out a datapad and brought up some data. He was MI5 personnel and had access to data on all agents.
Amongst the data, he found the correct frequency for Markus Carfax's datapad. He shoved the pad back into his coat and pulled out some small hand tools. Even though he was getting older, he still managed to keep a steady hand.
I would be difficult to work while looking through night-vision goggles, but, he'd have to manage. He opened up the droid and got to work.
TAG: XANA Team, XANA...
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Date Posted:
9/10/07 7:16am
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OOC: Just wishing to show off some more 007 art...Here we go, Sithy. 
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LightWarden
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Date Posted:
9/10/07 1:00pm
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Damaya Tadro
As she closed up another droid, Damaya turned and faced the floor.
"Well, well..." she said, crouching down and pointing to a section of the floor.
"Looks like he's buildin' somethin'. Just doesn't know when t' give up."
She reached into her coat, pulling out one of the two EMP bombs that the quartermaster had given to them. She held it up.
"Anyone want t' do the honors?"
TAG: XANA team
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Date Posted:
9/10/07 1:38pm
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IC: Mitch Nifesta
“That depends... what can you do?”
Damaya’s matter-of-fact query stumped the enforcer. He liked to think that he was highly skilled in a number of areas, but it was a different matter to get called out on it.
Superfast, superspeed, can pilot a ship…
Ahead, the diffused light-green blur that he took to be the visored harridan, crouched down to the floor.
“Looks like he's buildin' somethin'. Just doesn't know when t' give up.” The coat she was wearing flapped aside as her two hands came up as if they had drawn something from inside her clothes.
“Anyone want t' do the honors?” She said.
Agent Nifesta frowned at her hands. The bright green of her hands melded in with the green of the spherical whatever-it-was she was holding. It could be an explosive, her pet Ball Creature, or a snow globe.
For once in his life, the twi’lek decided to err on the side of caution.
“Define ‘honours’.” he asked.
Tag: Damaya
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“So what kind of quad-lasers has this thing got?” Stobb pressed, “Golan Arms or Taim & Bak KT-6s?”
“Leave me alooone.” The pilot sobbed, “I didn’t build the sodding thing. I press a button, green light shoots out.”
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9/10/07 1:45pm
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Damaya Tadro
“Define ‘honours’.”
"Well, open another section of the floor over his head and toss a pleasantly large EMP through it. Of course, he's likely t' start shootin' rather than fall for this trick a third time, so if anyone possesses the ability t' manipulate objects from a distance, now would be the right time t' speak up. Otherwise..."
She jerked her thumb towards the droids.
"...it's expendable labor time."
TAG: Mitch
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9/11/07 12:39pm
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IC: Mitch Nifesta, dark room above XANA's hideout
"Well, I can certainly manipulate objects from a distance," Nifesta told her, "and, I can naturally generate power balls; like super-heated plasma to blast a hole in the floor for said hole. But, and this is only a suggestion, you understand, I think we should floor it, which entails you guys popping upstairs while I cut round the edges of the floor with my lightsabre, and we drop the whole level on him? I can ride it down on the cushion of air like a hoverboard."
He waited to hear what guano objection she might have to the idea. She seemed to have that you can't do this, you can't do that attitude, like when she'd told him about the fusion reactor in... His gaze shot off to the side, silently going through his short term memory with a fine tooth-comb. Super-strong, superspeed, the ability to forget the most salient facts-
"Alright, scratch that," he urged self-consciously. "how do you plan to open the floor without blinding everyone?"
Tag: Damaya, XANA, everyone else
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“So what kind of quad-lasers has this thing got?” Stobb pressed, “Golan Arms or Taim & Bak KT-6s?”
“Leave me alooone.” The pilot sobbed, “I didn’t build the sodding thing. I press a button, green light shoots out.”
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9/14/07 8:26pm
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Damaya Tadro
XANA's Hideout
"Alright, scratch that, how do you plan to open the floor without blinding everyone?"
"Well, if you're capable of usin' a tool without direct contact, the easiest solution would be t' simply manipulate one of the energy blades and carve open a hole above his little project. That way, any missiles he sends back up won't scatter us over the ceilin'. Right now he's tryin' t' grant mobility t' his little project, but at this stage, even if he tries t' move out of the way he'll just find his toy crumblin' on its unfinished limbs. These things take time t' set, he can't just use it fresh out of the shop.
As t' illumination, the simplest course of action would be t' have everyone else look the other way. Since it's an energy weapon, you shouldn't have too much problem monitorin' your progress, even without any form of night vision."
TAG: Mitch, anyone else
Hipparra
Aboard the Cortania
"You are the healer, then?"
"Apologies are offered, it seems a formal introduction was never made. This one is a Jedi Knight called Hipparra, and has been trained to specialize in biology and medicine."
The healer's hair was swiftly bound up behind her as the patient was approached, and the Jedi's second set of arms were revealed as medical gloves were quickly donned. A medical kit was produced from beneath her robes, and a diagnosis was begun (a combination of both technology and the healer's unique perception).
"We did what we could...I don't know as much about this sort of thing."
For a few moments, nothing was said, and then a response was given.
"There is no fault to be found in your actions... her life was not endangered, only aided."
Now the wounds would be dressed with ways both medicinal and of the Force.
As the work was performed, a question was asked of the woman.
"Your pardon is asked for... but for what reasons were your actions at the headquarters facility prompted?"
TAG: Ruana, Enna (if she feels like waking up)
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OOC: Sorry. Got nothing to add at the moment...
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OOC: Then head over to Raya's ship in the other docking bay and you can have cryptic conversations about why exactly there are eight Jedi aboard this vessel at the same time.
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IC: Mitch Nifesta, reactor room, XANA’s hideout.
Location: Vertical City, Nar Shadaa
“ Well, if you're capable of usin' a tool without direct contact, the easiest solution would be t' simply manipulate one of the energy blades and carve open a hole above his little project. That way, any missiles he sends back up won't scatter us over the ceilin'. Right now he's tryin' t' grant mobility t' his little project, but at this stage, even if he tries t' move out of the way he'll just find his toy crumblin' on its unfinished limbs. These things take time t' set, he can't just use it fresh out of the shop.
As t' illumination, the simplest course of action would be t' have everyone else look the other way. Since it's an energy weapon, you shouldn't have too much problem monitorin' your progress, even without any form of night vision ”
Nifesta nodded, flexing his right forearm to drop his lightsabre hilt into his waiting cupped palm. He had been referring to something else, but her answer handled both questions. “Fire in the hole,” he warned the group, “or whatever it is for eyes.”
He shut his own and thumbed on the weapon’s activator, the white blade blurring brightly in a figure eight as he waved it through an Ouroboros flourish, content in the way it felt like an extension of his arm.
He could feel the relative positions of the rest of the team and the droids through the Force, and made sure none were in danger from his actions.
At last he could do something useful as the woman, Markus and Major Boothroyd carried on their work on the droids.
“Okay, Agent Damaya, if you can identify where I can start cutting, I’ll get started. And toss me one of those EMP bombs, so I don’t need to distract you any more.”
Tag: MI5 team, XANA
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“So what kind of quad-lasers has this thing got?” Stobb pressed, “Golan Arms or Taim & Bak KT-6s?”
“Leave me alooone.” The pilot sobbed, “I didn’t build the sodding thing. I press a button, green light shoots out.”
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