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LightWarden Registered: Oct '01	Date Posted: 11/15/07 12:12pm Subject: It's just a jump to the left... - Date Edited: 11/15/07 12:12pm (1 edits total) Edited By: LightWarden
	"Well, if you're going to be of some use, stick around. We'll want everyone here once Agents Trebond and Kannat return." Conference Room 11 MI5 Headquarters Coruscant 1138 Standard Coruscant Time 4 days before departure It had been over two hours since the meeting had commenced, as the agents returned to the room, Ruana and Stent having secured an impressive six tickets between the two of them, Halon having managed to gather his things, and Joss having received a series of hard stares from accounting when he suggested that they give him a generous line of credit. "Well," said Mny'Karedito, "now what?" -----signature----- CDG Guild Master Strange how one small thing can determine the fate of so many... especially if it's a twenty-sided die The Internet is SERIOUS BIZNESS! It's all fun and games until someone loses a leg. TF.N RPGs: Less fun than pretending to have sex
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JANGOANTILLES Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 11/15/07 3:08pm Subject: RE: Casino Royale - Date Edited: 11/15/07 3:29pm (1 edits total) Edited By: JANGOANTILLES
	IC: Halon Scarlet Suns Apartment Complex, Coruscant Not finding it terribly difficult to flag down an air taxi shortly after leaving Headquarters, Halon was soon at his Coruscant residence, swiftly winding his way through the corridors of the Scarlet Suns Apartment Complex. This particular complex happened to cater to a host of alien occupants whose extreme native environments made lodging in traditional apartments an unappealing prospect. Among his seldom-seen neighbors was an Enso family who lived in a subzero habitat that recreated the unfathomably frigid climate of their homeworld and a big Drackmarian whose apartment supported his natural methane-air atmosphere. The end results of all these unusual accommodations were tenants who mostly kept to themselves. And Halon favored Scarlet Suns for just such a reason. Additionally, it helped him keep cover. The mortal enemies of his people, degenerate mutant savages who blasphemously proclaimed themselves the “True Ubese”, breathed a toxic mixture of gases the sort of which one could expect to find here. But the actual conditions within his own apartment were not in fact radically different from those on the outside. Coming to his apartment, Halon slid his passkey into the slot by the door which promptly slid open with a swoosh! Stepping into the small airlock partition as the outer door sealed shut again behind him, Halon punched in his access number, granting him admission to the apartment proper. The small living room Halon had entered was as sparsely appointed as all the others, giving the place an uninhabited look. The only appreciable decoration was a hologram situated above the workstation on the bare table against the far wall, a beautiful image of home: Castle Turak at dusk. He approached the table, undoing the holster around his waist and setting it and his 434 DeathHammer pistol down before heading for the storage closet located back in the tiny bedroom. When he eventually returned to the workstation, Halon was wearing a variation of his traditional armor; still functional but somewhat sleeker, nearly all black with silver chrome finish adorning the helmet. The black nanosilk cloak wrapped around his shoulders completed the look. Outside of work-related equipment and weaponry, it was probably the most expensive single item Halon currently owned but it proved quite useful during occasions such as this auction. As he retrieved the datapad in his pocket and began tapping keys, a panel on the wall fell back to reveal first one hidden compartment and then another. He pulled out a concealed gun rack bristling with various types of blasters and deposited his trusted 434 within. Regretfully it was the weapon of a cutthroat and not that of a professional bodyguard. Instead, he selected an elegant KYD-21 pistol from its place on the rack and brushed his cloak aside to house the blaster in his new shoulder holster. While it certainly lacked the considerable heft and firepower of his DeathHammer, it was nonetheless an effective weapon for a blaster of its size. He hesitated for a moment, and then also plucked a pint-sized palm blaster from the tray before he pushed the hidden gun rack back into the wall and pulled out the other cabinet drawer. Here Halon stored the various false identity documents he’d accumulated over more than a decade of undercover work. During that time he had posed as everything from well-off arms dealer to lowlife slaver, but right now there was a very specific identity he was after. Serik of the Clan Malex. In addition to all the related documents (travel visa, bodyguard license, concealed weapons permit, etc.) he retrieved, Halon also snatched up a small metallic disc a bit larger than a Republic credit coin and fed it into the empty circular slot of his belt buckle. The engraved disc featured a majestic war dragon, wings spread in flight, a scroll clutched in between its talons. It marked him as a Malex warrior. The belt clasp had belonged to a so-called True Ubese-a vraka barbarian, from Halon’s perspective-who had caught him off guard and very nearly killed him as a young man some nine years ago. Fortunately for Halon, that particular Malex had been more ferocious than he was actually skilled. In any event, the incident had impressed upon him more than anything else in his life the value of always being prepared. His errands done, Halon returned the secret drawer back to its place in the wall and reactivated the security system after leaving. Before long he was back at MI5. Tag: Any -----signature----- Last Knight of the Acolytes of Revan "You don't eat a barve like that all at once!" "I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe." Only a Jedi deals in absolutes.
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sprintabm Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 11/15/07 8:28pm Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	Stent Kannat conf room Stent was back in his chair, and he tossed the tickets that he had just wired over to him from a couple of his friends from his diplomacy day. He was a bit tired from all the talking he did over the past couple of hours. But that's my job, isn't it? "Well," he said to the group, "it seems that our efforts have produced six tickets for the gala tonight? We should go ahead and pick those that shall go. Remember that this is a very high society event, so you must at least dress and act the part as best as you can. No using vocabulary that is like licking the gutter or anything like that." He leaned back in his chair. "Did we settle on a leader, and did we settle on aliases for ourselves? We must certainly go as those tonight." TAG: all
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Darth_Vaders_cousin Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 11/15/07 9:18pm Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	OOC: Light, I'm assuming your admittance offer still stands since no one else has posted a sheet...sorry this took so long. GM APPROVED Name: Jaycen Black Species: Human Gender: Male Profession: Ex-Galactic Special Forces Agent, Security Guard for Private Security Force, Intel Agent Age: 38 Appearance: 6'0", Lean and well muscled, rugged face with battle scared skin, blond military cut hair, Black suit and shirt with a blood red tie. Abilities and Skills: Trained in multiform hand-to-hand combat, vibroblade and staff fighting, Blaster Pistol quickdraw and marksmanship, blaster rifle marksmanship. Master of improvisation, can run through scenarios in his mind before finding the best solution to a problem. Fluent in Huttese, Mando'a, Bocce, and Rodian. Excellent profiler, able to pick out subtleties in a beings behavior that predicts their future actions. Equipment: Twin customized DL-22 Blaster Pistols, Vibroblade, Datapad (with ocular interface), Commlink. Short Bio: Entered Galactic Special Forces straight out of boot camp at age 20, honorably discharged at age 30 for failure to follow order that might have possibly lead to the destruction of an orphanage. Worked for Private Security Force "Black World" for five years before joining M-I-5 (At a sizable pay reduction). Worked various M-I-5 Missions for the last 3 years, becoming a trusted employee. Anything else you'd like to add: With connections on multiple planets, including Rodia, Nar Shadda, Concord Dawn, and through out various Mid/Outer Rim Space stations through out pirate territory, can usually find aid when needed. Black World security connections should make it easier for him to secure a job on board the ships security team, as there is no doubt some other Black World agents are already working there. If not, his integral knowledge of security systems will be crucial to mission success. -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC, a Crime Fighting Clock Member Game designers Guild STAR WARS, 007 STYLE! --Winner of BEST NEW RPG two seasons running 007 FAMILY - Sith-I-5's Twin Bro. Logic & Reason: SVU -- Detective 3rd Grade
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Twinky_Stryder Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 11/16/07 5:52am Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	IC: Boz Conference Room MI5 HQ Boz nodded. "I have my alias set up." He said, handing over his new ID card that had been made for the mission. It read that his name was Alecti Tyler and he was from Alderaan. "My full cover story is that I am using the cruise to engage in potential clients for my business, high-class custom speeder design, which I am newly setting up with my parents money. With me would be my bodygaurd, Halon would be suited to this, and also a personal aid. This was a little harder to arrange but agent Carfax might work well in that position." He smiled, then dropped it for an enquiring look. "Would that be acceptable sir?" He paused, "Oh, and as for leader I haven't been informed of any conclusive decision that has been made, I at least haven't been told by M or any other higher up. I myself however would like to place a vote in for you sir. Seniority is always practical and useful on this sort of operation." He had a nagging feeling that he was being overly formal, but he couldn't deny to himself that he was somewhat nervous about the prospect of leader a mission. TAG: Stent, any -----signature----- Ranger of FFUK I don't care, I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me FFUK awards 2006 Best Female Poster What about the Twinky?- Ghostbusters
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Livi-Wan Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 11/16/07 7:11am Subject: RE: Casino Royale - Date Edited: 11/16/07 7:17am (1 edits total) Edited By: Livi-Wan
	Markus Carfax Conference Room 11, MI5 building At last, things were moving along. Markus had to admit he was impressed at the number of tickets Ruana and Stent had provided (during the interval he had looked up each of his fellow agents on the MI5 system, just to be irritating). Now there just remained the question of who would actually get to go to the auction. As it happened, Boz and Stent had some ideas that way. "I don't mind being Girange's aide." replied Markus in a tone that made it clear he was doing the younger agent a favour. "In that case, I'm Andriy Hunt, personal aide to Mr. Tyler assigned by his parents to make sure he doesn't abuse his newfound wealth. Ain't doing the 32 year old male secretary gig for you, though, so don't get too into character." He gave Boz a warning look. [TAG All] -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC- Clogs in the machine since 2005 Winner of Best RP-er, Autumn 2005 Mad Aunt Millicent- 007 family
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Twinky_Stryder Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 11/16/07 7:23am Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	IC: Boz Conference Room, MI5 HQ Boz couldn't help but smile slightly. Carfax was older than him for sure, but he was a good bit taller. "Of course not Carfax. But just remember that we will have to maintain an air of professionism." He fully smirked at that. He has heard bits and pieces of Markus' reputation from people around the HQ, especially the women. "That might mean going a bit easy on the drink. Wouldn't look good for a high ranking man's personal aide to get....what's the word?......"hammered". Not to mention it would be entirely against MI5 regulations on correct conduct." He shifted his weight and stood at ease. "Just remember that appearence will be very important on this mission please." TAG: Markus, any -----signature----- Ranger of FFUK I don't care, I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me FFUK awards 2006 Best Female Poster What about the Twinky?- Ghostbusters
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Livi-Wan Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 11/16/07 7:32am Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	Markus Carfax Conference Room 11, MI5 building "Just remember that appearence will be very important on this mission please." "Should be no problem for you, then." retorted Markus drily. "Seeing as how you really are a snot-nosed kid high on power other people have given him." Professionalism indeed. Who did this kid think he was, exactly? Carfax was beginning to regret voting for him. Not that there had been many other choices of leader. [TAG Boz'rir, any] -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC- Clogs in the machine since 2005 Winner of Best RP-er, Autumn 2005 Mad Aunt Millicent- 007 family
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Twinky_Stryder Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 11/16/07 7:44am Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	IC: Boz Conference Room, MI5 HQ Boz paused. He wasn't used to being spoken to like that. But he wasn't one to back down either. "I don't have any real power, Carfax, all I do is use my skills to carry out the orders I am given." He stepped up to Markus, looking him up and down quickly. "Which is what any decent agent would know." TAG: Markus, any -----signature----- Ranger of FFUK I don't care, I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me FFUK awards 2006 Best Female Poster What about the Twinky?- Ghostbusters
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Livi-Wan Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 11/16/07 7:52am Subject: RE: Casino Royale - Date Edited: 11/16/07 7:53am (1 edits total) Edited By: Livi-Wan
	Markus Carfax Conference Room 11, MI5 building Markus stood up to meet Boz. He couldn't help noticing that the Lorrdian was significantly taller than him, but frankly quite a few of the MI5 agents were taller than Markus. However, in sheer bile and cynicism, the slicer was difficult to match. "Any decent brainless agent, newbie." he replied. "You follow orders to the letter like a good little drone, you'll get killed out there. Now, you gonna sit down and listen to the other team members or are you gonna give me more of the rules I already know?" [TAG Boz'rir, any] OOC: 100th post wooo! -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC- Clogs in the machine since 2005 Winner of Best RP-er, Autumn 2005 Mad Aunt Millicent- 007 family
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Twinky_Stryder Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 11/16/07 8:17am Subject: RE: Casino Royale - Date Edited: 11/16/07 8:24am (1 edits total) Edited By: Twinky_Stryder
	IC: Boz conference rom, MI5 HQ Boz really wouldn't stand for this. "Following the orders in no way makes you a drone, it just means you have sense. And I am just as qualified as you. More so in fact." He stooped his sholders a bit and leaned into the extact posture Markus was in and adopeted his exact accent. "Your reputation precedes you, mate. D'yer really think that just because you've been let off and given the chance to do some proper good with your life that you're anything more than the piece of grease slime you were before? Yeah, I didn't think so. I tell you now that despite what you think I will always act to keep my fellow agents safe, even if it's gonna cause me trouble. And you'd be fragging stupid to think otherwise." He straitened up. He had a lot of respect for the other agents here, but this slicer was pushing him. TAG: Markus, any. -----signature----- Ranger of FFUK I don't care, I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me FFUK awards 2006 Best Female Poster What about the Twinky?- Ghostbusters
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Livi-Wan Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 11/16/07 8:29am Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	Markus Carfax Conference Room 11, MI5 building Markus was distinctly rattled to see his own words come back at him. He'd never seen this kind of thing before- rather than real espionage MI5 usually preferred to blow stuff up- and the effect was uncanny. He had to admit that the Lorrdian knew his stuff. "Alright Girange, you've got some talent." he muttered, backing off. "But let's see how you do in the field. I think you'll find that shiny ideals tend to tarnish fast in the real world." [TAG Boz, any] -----signature----- Sithy, Livi, DVC- Clogs in the machine since 2005 Winner of Best RP-er, Autumn 2005 Mad Aunt Millicent- 007 family
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sprintabm Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 11/16/07 8:50am Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	Stent Kannat conf room Stent watched the little confrontation between Boz and Markus with amusement, but quickly got back to business. "OK, we have three agents here that will go tonight and can pull off the high nobility ruse, successfully, including a bit part of the drunken uncle that makes a family ashamed to bring out into public." With that last remark he smirked at Agent Carfax. "That leaves three more tickets for tonight. Did I understand that we were to have two newlyweds?" He focused on the two young agents that, it seemed, were already in some sort of relationship. TAG: bojangles, rilwen, bueller, bueller, anyone
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DARTH-bojangles Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 11/16/07 9:45am Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	Joss Vendu ~ MI5 HQ Conference Room Joss strode in with Ruana just in time to see Boz mocking Carfax's accent and mannerisms with keen precision as a smile spread across his features at Markus's reaction. Boz was going be good leader. Stent Kannat remarked trying to move the discussion along, "Did I understand that we were to have two newlyweds?" To which Vendu replied with a friendly nod as he spoke, "Yes, my wife Ruana and I seem to be the best fit for a pair of Honeymooners." He walked in farther from the doorway continuing, "The technical wing of MI5 has conjured up a passport for Ruana and myself. Mine as Sonjir Koor, an asteroid mining Investor in the Outer Rim Operations, homeworld one Eraidu. My cover is that I'm looking to delve into the Resort and Vacationing business. So my Honeymoon would be a mix of both business and pleasure." It would come in the form of an Identi-chip that would display his picture and the subsequent information of his newly minted marriage to whomever an incognito Mrs. Trebond-Vendu was to become as well as a birthplace. Joss would have to do some minor studying on the broadest points of Galactic Economics that a first and only year scholar would know for his cover. (correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that how records are kept In-Universe? Identi-chips.) TAG:SPRINTABM/TWINKYSTRIDER/ALL -----signature----- GO SAINTS GO!!! Infant Son of Dubya Scott~member of the 'StarWars 007 Style!' family 1st Graduate of the Imperial Hammer School of RPing "Tarfang Shot First." ~Han Solo
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JANGOANTILLES Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 11/16/07 12:25pm Subject: RE: Casino Royale
	IC: Halon MI5 HQ, Coruscant Alecti Tyler. Andriy Hunt. Halon studied his two bickering partners wearily as he took a moment to commit their aliases and cover-stories to memory. The source of their little flareup seemed so trivial, but then again Markus always did seem to go out of his way to antagonize people. Still, there was no denying his effectiveness as an agent. He rose from his seat, slipping the auction ticket into the same pouch containing his identification cards and walked over to the squabbling duo. "Boz'rir. Markus," Halon said, greeting them a short bow. "For the duration of this voyage I am Serik, at your service." He was all set and ready for their next move. Tag: Any -----signature----- Last Knight of the Acolytes of Revan "You don't eat a barve like that all at once!" "I'm just a simple man trying to make my way in the universe." Only a Jedi deals in absolutes.
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