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Mitth_Fisto
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Sep '05
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Date Posted:
4/26 9:33pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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IC: Juerr Pakka
"And I you, piece of my heart." Kissing her back he was glad that she would be going with him to check on his home and family, and vice-a-versa.
Pulling back for a second he looked at her, "When do you think we should tell them?"
TAG: Nikki
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Whitelight
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Date Posted:
4/26 9:43pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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IC: Nikki
" Tlo is in charge I think we need to tell her, before we get out of hyperspace, my love." smiling at him now stroking his head running her fingers through his fur.
"We could call her back her and prove her wrong." with a wink and laugh.
Tag: Juerr
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PrelateZeratual
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Date Posted:
4/26 9:48pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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*Sorin's first order of buisness was to send out an escort for Pavail and his companions. The second Order of buisness was to head to the Hanger and await Lissa's arrival. The third order which he had dealt with earlier was sending a message to the council that a Chancellor Rosqu sought council and sanctuary and now he was waiting on the response from the council while he watch and waited for the shuttle and his fighters.*
TAG:Teh SS and Teh Lankzorz. Not much more I can do as im supposed to be in a raid atm 
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Mitth_Fisto
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Date Posted:
4/26 9:52pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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IC: Juerr Pakka
Twitching his good ear he looked at her with a grin spreading, "I was thinking we could prove her correct."
TAG: Nikki
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Whitelight
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Date Posted:
4/26 10:01pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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IC: Nikki
"Really now and how do you plan to prove she was right.", wrapping her arms around him now tightly. Her heart begin to pound a little faster now.
Tag: Love bird
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Mitth_Fisto
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Date Posted:
4/26 10:08pm
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IC: Juerr Pakka
With a grin growing into a smile as they embraced "Call her and not stopping until after she broke us up."
TAG: Nikki
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Whitelight
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Date Posted:
4/26 10:15pm
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IC: Nikki
"Sounds good to me." with a smirk on her face as she rubbed his back.
Tag: Juerr
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Mitth_Fisto
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Date Posted:
4/26 10:23pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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IC: Juerr Pakka
Weaving his tail over to the comm board he flicked at the button, "Tlo whenever you have some free time could you come back here please."
Flicking it back off he leaned in, "Now, where were we? Oh, I think I remember." Smiling he leaned in for a deep, long, slow kiss.
TAG: Nikki, Tlo
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Kleinmeister
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Date Posted:
4/27 3:08pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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IC:Mouse
Despite the wooziness of being stunned and kicked awake, Mouse could sense that he was in trouble; but the general attitude he sensed from Red Eye, while not exactly hospitable, wasn't hostile either. He had made it through situations that had appeared much worse than this one, so he felt confident that he would escape with his life from this situation as well.
”Why wait?” Qatya asked.
No sooner had those words registered than Mouse felt a white-hot burn sizzle through this chest. The waif had shot him! As he slumped to the ground he wondered why she held such vitriol in her bosom. Just because she worked at cross purposes to the mob most of the time, he and she had tangled not infrequently. He had nothing personal against her. After all, business was business. Apparently, she didn't feel the same way.
As his consciousness flickered, he focused on one final act: he armed the suicide thermal detonator he always had strapped to his gut, then pressed the detonation button. His final conscious thought was, Nothing personal.
The explosion blossomed from his gut and ripped through the walls of the room, shredding the stairway and carving a 100 meter blast crater in the hotel/casino's side. The shockwave threw any speeders in the alleyway into the air like so many duraplast miniatures and broke all the windows in the neighborhood for a 500 meter radius.
Tag: teh ladies who miraculously survive...somehow...
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Laine_Snowtrekker
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Jul '03
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Date Posted:
4/27 5:55pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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OOC: Dinn, Allegra, hope you don't mind the movement of your characters...
IC as Laine as Min
They piled into the speeder, with Laine in the drivers' seat. She slammed onto the acceleration pedal and pulled out into traffic.
She wove from side to side, dodging speeders and pedestrians alike--for she had noticed one small thing after Qatya had shot Mouse that she hadn't noticed before: a thermal detenator. And not one of the nice ones, either--it was one of those black market hardwares that even the Empire hadn't used. It looked like one of those detenators that could leave a smoking hole with a radius of 100 meters.
Laine was mentally calculating how far they had gotten from the Boss' headquarters when the place exploded; the shockwave threw the speeders behind them, but only made them fishtail. They were out on the main street--people were pointing, shouting, calling for help--the speeder rushed past; Laine vaguely heard someone yell, "Hey, somebody catch them!!"
Blocks down the street, Laine parked the speeder neatly in a nearby alleyway, then hopped out. She looked at Qatya and Dinn. "We can't get to the docking bay in the speeder that people just tagged; we either need another speeder, or we have to go on foot. Either way, we've got to ditch this--" she waved a hand at the speeder "--and get to that docking bay."
With that, she began to walk casually down the sidewalk of the road parallel to the one they'd originally gone down, so as to avoid being spotted. They would blend in better--she hoped.
TAG: Dinn, Qatya
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SECRETSISTER
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Nov '01
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Date Posted:
4/27 8:04pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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IC: Tlo...
*The pilot's chair was tilted back...allowing Tlo to catch a good nap while in hyperspace. She'd done it plenty of times before and as usual, she had set the alarm to ring loudly and persistantly ten minutes before reversion. Other than that (and the hull breach warning), everything else in the cockpit had been reduced to it's lowest possible volume. With her safety harness loosened, Tlo slept, not reacting in the least to the buzzing comm.
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PulsarSkate
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Nov '03
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Date Posted:
4/27 8:54pm
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RE: New Jedi Outcasts RP...V. 2.0
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IC: Dinn Tsalisz as Arifa Carumati
The explosion still a dull buzz in her ears, Dinn growled a few choice curses in pain as Laine got out of the speeder. There was a couple of new shallow burns on her arms where they'd tangled with the reinforcements on their way out but the thing that hurt the most was her heart at this point. Somewhere in her head, the idea that Mouse would have had info on Nimaj still burned. Their 'tourguide', the one who'd jumped into every situation so far and made it ten times worse, had hinted at knowing their lost comrade, but that could easily have been stolen from their minds. This girl had the ability to listen in like a short range comm...who knows what else she'd picked up? Or how far down the garden path she was leading them. So far, she'd given them no assurances that anything she said was relevant. And Dinn worried, behind her cynical internal workings, that the longer they took to find Nimaj, the greater the chance that she would lose him. Correction: they would lose him
Turning so she could exit the speeder, Dinn glared at Qatya, mismatched eyes flashing with barely contained anger.
"Hi. Don't trust you. Get the frell out of the vehicle before I decide you're deadweight and make your kneecaps a matching pair." she spat.
Tag: L, K and A
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Kleinmeister
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Date Posted:
4/27 9:22pm
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IC: Fyrth NPC's
Sirens began blaring as various emergency responders began converging on the scene of the blast. Two fire-rescue speeders tore past the ladies, while a third noticed the injured women and pulled over to assist.
A Chadra-Fan medic approached the trio and noticed that one of the ladies had a bloodsoaked knee and a distinct limp. "You really shouldn't be on your feet with that injury." She reached out to try to help. "Let me look at that knee."
Another medic, this one a human male, looked at the lady with the mechanical eye. "Let me look at those burns. Were those caused by that explosion?"
Meanwhile, several police speeders sped by, and again, one stopped to see what the commotion here was. A female human approached the medics. "Do you have everything under control here?"
From down the block, a human male was running toward them, yelling something about a speeder theft.
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Jon_Goodfellow
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Date Posted:
4/27 11:26pm
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IC: Koobi System - Planet Nelvaan
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The Imperial Knights had been surveying Nelvaan for days now, and the trail seemed to have gone as cold as the world they were on. Repeated scans from the Tiamat had not picked up any residual ion trails, and what few signs they found of ship traffic on the surface were at least a decade old...
"This doesn't make any damned sense, Colonel," Chief Travant said, frustrated, "Everything we found in the Maw leads here. The maps, the ion trails... and we'd have heard something from II if they'd landed on Tatooine, Ryloth, or Geonosis. Think they might have changed course en route?"
"Unlikely. The Tiamat's sensors would have detected a course change. The Sith were here. We just have to keep... kriff..."
"What is it, sir?"
"Get everyone back to the shuttle, Chief," replied Maeglan as he ignited his light-weapon.
"Sir?"
"Now, Chief!"
Still unsure of what was going on, Travant carried out his orders nevertheless. At his signal, all ground troops and knights were on their way back to the landing zone. He then activated his own weapon and stood by his CO.
"You too, Balian. Get yer arse out of here and prep for dust off. Narrow beam the Tiamat and order her to go on full alert."
He hesitated for a moment but knew better than to argue with Maeglan in such matters. As he began to fall back to the shuttle, he suddenly realised what had spooked him. The air in front of Maeglan began to distort like a mirage before resolving into the shape of a man in what appeared to be a level 2 environmental suit. Travant saw the glow of his crimson lightsabre blade ignite just before he turned and ran at full speed back to the LZ...
Ten minutes latre, he joined the rest of the landing party at the shuttle, ran past them, and sprinted up the ramp to the cockpit. Once everyone was on board, he ordered the pilot to take off and fly towards Maeglan's position where he was engaged in a vicious duel with the Sith Acolyte. The two combatants were like a pair of whirlwinds clashing with each other, neither one of them gaining advantage over the other. Travant was unsure of what to do. They were moving too fast for the shuttle's gunner to fire on the Sith without the risk of hitting Maeglan, and he could feel that his CO's senses were so focussed on the battle that any intervention could be a fatal distraction. There was little choice but to watch how this played out...
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For whatever reason, the Sith warrior had given Maeglan ample time to prepare for their duel. He did not know why, but, at this point, it was inconsequential. This foe was the deadliest he had faced yet, and losing himself completely to the Force was the only way he could keep up. Maeglan was no longer fully aware of his surroundings. It was as if he was in a void... a small pocket of the universe occupied only by the Sith and himself. He dodged, attacked, parried, counter-attacked; his opponent did the same. And the Force, for both of them, acted as a puppet master pulling their strings. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, Maeglan hoped that the Sith was struggling as much as he... for he began to doubt his ability to continue the fight for much longer.
... And then it happened. Time slowed almost to a standstill. And his consciousness was somehow divided. He continued to fight; yet he also watched himself do so from outside his body. It was an experience he hadn't been through since his training with the Aing Tii. There was an odd kind of calmness to it all, in spite of the chaos, and he felt an intense focus. The Force was guiding him to something. Maeglan suddenly viewed his opponent in a new light. His near-flawless skill began to show cracks... tiny imperfections that superimposed themselves over his body like ethereal fault lines. Finally, he understood what to do, and his consciousness returned to normal. The Sith attacked. Maeglan closed his eyes, still able to "see" him, and thrust his own blades forward... they found their mark...
"You... were worthy... brother..." , the Sith gasped as he lay dying. Maeglan merely nodded and held his hand while he breathed his last and dissolved into the Force. All that remained of the man was his lightsabre and a small holocron. The Tiamat's shuttle then landed to pick him up. Shortly thereafter, Maeglan and Balian stood in Commander P'tel's ready room.
"Did you find anything down there, Colonel?"
"Yes... but not what I expected. The Sith were here. They covered their tracks damned well, but they were here."
"Were?" P'tel said, sounding a bit indignant, "Then why the alert?"
"I thought they might still be in orbit, under cloak. I was wrong."
"Then where are they?"
Maeglan looked down at the holocron he still held in his hand. He had yet to analyse it, but he didn't need to... not yet...
"Fyrth. Set a course for that system, best possible speed."
"Aye, sir."
The three men then walked out of the ready room. While P'tel went on about his duties, Maeglan and Balian left the bridge and headed towards the mess hall.
"So... you going to tell me what the hell happened down there?"
Maeglan remained silent for a moment.
"In time..."
Soon after, the Tiamat was en route to the Fyrth system.
TAG: No one yet.
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Jedi_Allegra
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Date Posted:
4/28 1:33am
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IC: Qatya – Streets of Fyrth:
They had jumped into a speeder, heading off down into small side road traffic. Laine swerved down another, just as the explosion from the thermal detonator blasted out the buildings within the 500 meter radius sending glass flying through the air. Qatya covered her head as glass rained down upon the women. Her knee rattled greatly with the speed Laine was taking her turns (not to mention fish tailing), on one particular turn her knee hit up along side the inner wall of the speeder, banging loudly. Biting her lip quickly to silence her cry of pain, Qatya noticed the sweet taste of blood upon her lips, she must have broken through.
Her thoughts were only interrupted when she heard someone shouting behind them, “Hey, somebody catch them!!" Qatya rolled her eyes, that was the last thing they needed.
”Turn here.” A thin, frail finger pointed. Having lived here the woman knew some covert ins and outs. Laine took at it and blocks down she parked the speeder in the back alleyway and hopped out looking at her two passengers.
"We can't get to the docking bay in the speeder that people just tagged; we either need another speeder, or we have to go on foot. Either way, we've got to ditch this and get to that docking bay."
Qatya nearly winced at the sound of ‘on foot’ and responded sarcastically. ”That sounds amazing. Yet she was less than enthused. In fact, she was even less enthused due to Dinn muttering in her head about Nimaj. With the way she mentioned him they could very well pull of lovers of some sort. It annoyed her even more so when Dinn rounded on her, eye blazing with anger.
"Hi. Don't trust you. Get the frell out of the vehicle before I decide you're deadweight and make your kneecaps a matching pair." Dinn spat venomously at Qatya. Something small and tiny had obviously crawled up her behind and even Qatya didn’t really want to know.
The injured women eased herself out of the land vehicle and hobbled, even more so, as she followed Laine, not saying a thing to the other sister, just giving her a slight glance with her uncovered, pear-ish eye. She moved on taking notice that blood was beginning to seep through the faded purple material of her native skirt. An unwanted mess they didn’t have time for.
It was then Qatya took notice of their surroundings they had made it into a section that had been effected by the blast. Sirens had begun to blare and emergency vehicles had made their way onto the scene to help the injured. Obviously they took notice of her.
A Chadra-Fan medic approached them, "You really shouldn't be on your feet with that injury." She reached out to try to help. "Let me look at that knee." Qatya was clearly annoyed by the interruption and she bit down on her tongue to keep from saying anything rash. After a moment she spoke.
”That’s okay. I’m running late. If you have a bacta patch that would be great." She said as sweetly as possible, Qatya could sense unwanted visitors approaching.
We have to get out of here. she shot at the ladies.
”You do have a bacta patch, yes?" Qatya tried to stay polite and keep the tartness under control, her eyebrow quipping quickly. She was getting impatient.
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