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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/9/05 5:36pm Subject: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: Completed 12/29! If you read this, please check inside - Date Edited: 3/2/06 1:13am (12 edits total) Edited By: BrentusofGath
	Title: My Friend Tarkin Genre: Comedy/AU Characters: Hogan, Klink, and the gang; some special guests Time Frame: During ANH Disclaimer: I don't own Hogan's Heroes or SW Note: The talented VadersMistress beta-ed me... it was wonderful. Additional Note: This is sort of my late tribute to the late Werner Klemperer (Klink) (3/22/1920-12/6/2000), the very late Bob Crane (Hogan) (7/13/1928-6/29/1978) and the very, very late John Banner (Shultz) (1/28/1910-1/28/1973). And some others like the not quite so late as the very late Bob Crane; Howard B. Caine (Major Hochstetter) (1/02/1928-12/28/1993) the only recently late Leon Askin (General Burkhalter) (9/18/1907-6/3/2005) and the not late-at-all rest of the cast members. Did you get all that? ~~~~ Carter and Newkirk sat at the common table, casually playing Pazaak in their normal early morning routine. Kinchloe sat at the table with them, watching intently. Lebeau stirred a pot over an open fire, clearly against regulations, but their ineffectual guard, Sergeant Shultz, long ago gave up on trying to stop them from doing anything. Now the crew was nervous. Of all the dangerous missions they went on during their stay in the Empire's prison camp, the silence of their commanding officer, Colonel Robert Hogan, was enough to make each member of the hardened bunch just a little shaky. Hogan wasn't known for keeping things close to his vest, but he was doing so this time. The radio message was quite clear; for Hogan's ears only. Not even Kinchloe, who was always present on the radio, was allowed to listen to what Rebel headquarters told the Colonel. Hogan spent the whole night pacing in his room, further adding to his men's fear. "What do you think he's thinking about?" Lebeau asked for what must have been the hundredth time. No one spoke. Carter stared at his two remaining cards in his side deck. He was showing sixteen, but he didn't notice the four in his hand which would give him the complete twenty, beating Newkirk's nineteen. The door suddenly burst open with fury, causing Carter to drop the four on the table. "Out with you!" Shultz called to the prisoners. "Inspection time. I don't want to hear anyzing, I mean anyzing!* No monkey business!" "Oh, pipe down Shultzie," Newkirk blared. "Can't you see we have problems of our own?" "I knew it! I knew it!" Shultz hollered. "Monkey business! I don't want to hear about it! I want you all out for inspection!" "What's so important about this inspection?" Lebeau asked, picking his spoon from the pot he was stirring and bringing it over to Shultz. "Why do we need to go now? I was just preparing one of your favorites." Shultz's mouth watered as he sniffed what was in the spoon. "One of Shultzie's favorites?" Newkirk wondered out loud. "Shultz's favorite food is whatever's on the plate in front of him." "We have a verrrrrry important VIP here today. Verrrry important." Shultz mused, hypnotized by the soup. "Colonel Klink told me everyone must be present and accounted for." He pulled himself from his trance. "Please, if you are not all outside I will be transferred to Rhen Var. It's so coooold there." "Push off Shultz," Newkirk blasted him. "I've had about enough of you." Suddenly, Hogan emerged from his room, straightened his cap and walked toward the main door. "You heard Shultz. Everyone outside. Line up for inspection." Without another word, everyone filed past a bewildered Shultz until only he and Hogan remained in the barracks. Hogan walked up to Shultz, sensing his concern. "Hi Shultz," he said casually. "No!" Shultz yelped. "I don't want to hear it!" "Hear what?" Hogan asked coyly. "I don't want to hear what you have planned. I hear nu-zink! Nu-zink!" He covered his ears and walked outside, followed by a smiling Colonel Hogan. Outside the prisoners gathered in tight formation. Shultz made the usual headcount and waited for Colonel Klink to come out of his office. Hogan looked on as the door opened and out stepped Colonel Klink, flanked by Governor Grand Moff Tarkin. Klink walked right up to Hogan, very proud of himself. "I obviously have the attention of some very important people, no doubt because of my ruthless efficiency in keeping my camp escape proof." Klink walked around to talk in Hogan's other ear, his swagger not very impressing. "Well, Hogan, what do you think of my new place in the galaxy?" "I think your place in the galaxy is going to get awfully cold," Hogan told the happy man. "You might want to bring a sweater when you're transferred to Rhen Var." Klink did a double take and stared at Hogan for a moment, speechless. Finally he whispered, careful not to let Tarkin see or hear him. "What do you mean?" "We can discuss that later," Hogan said quietly. Tarkin finally took notice and Hogan raised his voice. "First, you never introduced me to your new friend." "Klink," Tarkin growled. "Is this the infamous Colonel Robert Hogan? I'm unsure I want to entrust my dangerous prisoner into your care, considering the rumors I've heard of this man's doings." "There has never been a successful escape from Camp 13," Klink chimed in. "I get tired of hearing such drivel, Klink," Tarkin's icy reply froze Klink in place. "I want to have a few moments alone with the good Colonel Hogan. In your office Klink." "Very good, sir," Klink replied. "I will be most happy to-" Tarkin cut him off. "No Klink, I want to have a word with him, alone." Klink stopped short and looked at Hogan. "Shultz!" he yelled to the hapless sergeant. "Escort the Governor and Colonel Hogan to my office and make sure no one disturbs them." * Tarkin sat behind Klink's desk then invited Hogan to sit. He looked around the room for a bit, trying to see if Hogan would speak first. Hogan sat coolly in his chair, eyes fixed upon the governor. Tarkin took in a deep breath and spoke slowly. "Let me be frank with you, Hogan. I have a rather strange request of you. I trust you already know the identity of the prisoner I'm bringing here?" "Why would you think I would know?" Hogan replied neutrally. "I shall not press the matter further; I will simply continue to assume that what I am saying is known to you." Tarkin leaned back, the squeaking of the chair echoing softly in the quiet room. "I have heard it suggested you have a sabotage and rescue operation here somewhere in this camp. "I wish to help you with your efforts." He studied Hogan for a few moments. "Does that surprise you?" "Sure that surprises me," Hogan returned. "Especially because we are simple soldiers trying to ride out this war alive. We have no secret organization." "Well," Tarkin said. He stood up while he was talking and walked over to the small table where Klink kept his drinks. "Regardless of what you say, I think you can help me, and I will help you. I will leave my most precious prisoner in your capable hands, and then hopefully back to the Alliance. The prisoner will be arriving shortly. When the cell turns up empty, I will assume we have a deal. When things begin turning against the Empire, I will want a safe place to go, so I will trust you." He fixed a couple of drinks and handed one to Hogan. "Shall we toast to this new partnership?" Hogan took the glass offered him and held it up. "I'll drink, but I tell you, you're wasting your time." "We shall see," Tarkin answered, and then they both took a drink. Tarkin set his glass down on the desk, looked at Hogan one last time, turned and stalked from the room. Hogan set his glass down and sat in the chair until Klink returned to his office. "What was that all about?" Klink's voice was shaky, as his confidence and ego were ruffled. "What did he say to you? Hogan. What happened?" Hogan stood, walked to the door of the office, turned the knob, then turned around to face Klink. "I'd start packing my warm underwear if I were you." He smirked and quickly departed the room. Klink's monocle almost fell from his eye. * Hogan walked into the barracks with purpose. The others cleared a space for him, knowing he was no doubt thinking on something important. He brought his right foot up to the bench and rested his arms on it as he thought things over. "What is it Colonel," Carter was the first to chime in. "What's so important?" Hogan kept quiet for another few moments which unnerved the others to no end. Their leader, always cool and calm under pressure was too quiet; whatever they were supposed to do, it was big. "Okay," the colonel finally said. "If any one of you wants out of this mission, say so now. Nothing negative will be said by me about you. The less you know the better. This is strictly a volunteer situation as far as I'm concerned. Anyone wants out, go ahead and wait outside." The only sound was the creaking of the floor boards. No one moved, they didn't even breathe. "Lebeau," Hogan said after a time, "watch the door. Thanks guys. Truth be told, I'm going to need you all on this one." Lebeau got to the door just as Hogan was about to spill his guts about the mission. "Hold it Colonel!" Lebeau warned. "Sithspit's coming. Klink and Shultzie together." "What took him so long?" Hogan wondered. "I'm going to need him in on this one too." The others looked at him with questions on their lips. "Not that way, of course." Hogan's words quelled their fears just as the door opened. "Colonel Klink," Hogan greeted him with a kindly voice. "We were just about to play charades, care to join us?" "I need to talk to you in your office," Klink said curtly. "What's wrong with your office?" Hogan asked innocently. "Governor Tarkin commandeered it for another meeting," Klink grunted. Hogan made a slight head movement toward Kinchloe. "Right this way Colonel," he said to Klink. The two men walked into the small room and closed the door. Once the door closed, Kinchloe sat down at the table and pulled out the caf pot with the radio receiver in it. The others started to play their game of charades, to keep Shultz busy. Kinchloe pulled out the small earphones and stuck them into his ears and turned on the caf pot. *** Tarkin was having another drink, sitting in Klink's chair alone. There was a light knock on the door. "Enter." The door opened and Major Hochstetter walked in and shut the door. He saluted and stood in front of the desk. "Have a drink, Major," Tarkin suggested. "We in The Emperor's Police do not drink," Hochstetter grunted. "We have one purpose, and that is to serve the Emperor." Tarkin took another swig, got up and refilled his glass. "I'm unsure of your plan Major," he said and took another drink. "It is dangerous." "You are a coward," Hochstetter hissed. Tarkin turned to face him, but said nothing. "Hogan and his men have gotten away with their escapades for far too long. This plan will finally remove that thorn from our side. You will not back out of the plan." "I just want you to know this is on your head if things go wrong." Tarkin took another drink, refilled his glass and sat down again. "When will the prisoner be here?" "Soon," Hochstetter replied. He turned and left Tarkin alone with his drinking. *** Klink sat down on Hogan's bunk, deeply concerned about something. "What did you mean about Rhen Var, Hogan?" "I mean it's awfully cold there all year long," Hogan replied. Klink shivered. "Why would Governor Tarkin send me there? I have always done my duty." Hogan sat down in his chair and put his feet on his bed. "Let me level with you, Klink." He took on the tone of a concerned relative. "Tarkin wants to get rid of you out of jealousy of your record. He wants your record spoiled so he can transfer you. He's bringing Princess Leia here so she can escape." "Princess Leia? I don't know what you're talking about Hogan." Klink tried to look innocent and Hogan knew he guessed correctly. "Tarkin told me," Hogan said. Klink fidgeted nervously. "He thinks I can help her escape." "Oh that's absurd..." Klink put in. "...Isn't it?" he added. "Of course it is," Hogan said. Klink looked up to him and got another of his famous grins for his trouble so he didn't know what to think. "You're all plotting against me," Klink wailed in despair. "Not at all Colonel," Hogan said soothingly. "I'm on your side. The trouble is I may be the only one who is. Tarkin won't wait long to get rid of you. When I don't come through to rescue the princess, he may arrange her escape himself, just to get rid of you." "What am I going to do?" Klink's voice was very low and sad. "I don't like the cold." "I'll figure something out," Hogan assured him. "Right now we have some time, so I wouldn't worry too much about it. Don't let Tarkin know you're on to his little plan though." "Oh, I won't," Klink replied. He got up to go, pleased he got what he came for. "You know, Hogan," he said. "Despite us being on different sides, I have come to think of you as almost a friend." "You'll never know what that means to me," Hogan replied. "Believe me, you'll never know," Hogan finished his sentiment after Klink was gone. "It could get me thrown into the cooler." -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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oqidaun Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 11/9/05 9:07pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge!
	WOW!! You've set up a really interesting crossover and you're doing an admirable job with the Hogan's Heroes characters! I've always had a soft spot in my heart for Klink. Nice way of blending the two fandoms. Very smooth. Great job. Please PM me when you post next update. -----signature----- . . . . I'm so bad, I banned myself.
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JadeSolo Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 11/9/05 9:55pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge!
	LMAO! I love this show so much. Very cool crossover! Everyone seems to be plotting against everyone else. And Shultzie, of course, who can resist loving the big lug when he always knows nothing? Please PM me when you update. -----signature----- "If you expect a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, it's a victory." "May God bless you and keep you always...I mean that in a civic deist way." -Prof. Siegel "No guaranteed money, but all guaranteed fun!"
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/11/05 5:25pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge!
	oqidaun posted: You've set up a really interesting crossover and you're doing an admirable job with the Hogan's Heroes characters! Thank you so much! I've always had a soft spot in my heart for Klink. Me too, I like the Germans more than I think I like the rest of them, wonderful characters all! And as you requested, a PM will find it's way to you when I update! Thanks for enjoying, more good stuff will soon be on the way! JadeSolo posted: Everyone seems to be plotting against everyone else. Oh yes, it does seem that way... And Shultzie, of course, who can resist loving the big lug when he always knows nothing? See above... Yes, the show wouldn't be the same without those two specific actors in the parts of the Germans... I do suspect someone else could have convincingly played everyone else, even Hogan, but Klemperer and Banner were needed in those roles. Glad you're enjoying, and a PM for you too! -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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Lovely-in-Orange Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 11/11/05 7:24pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge!
	Brilliant idea for a crossover! You write all the characters really well. Shultz was always my favorite, though Klink was great too. Can you pm me too? I gotta see what they're plotting this time. -----signature----- Ms. Star Wars 2009 Ties of Loyalty: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/23926858/ - Imperials/OCs/Quinlan/Khaleen A Boy and His Droids: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=20555406
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/13/05 12:37am Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge!
	Lovely-in-Orange posted: You write all the characters really well. Shultz was always my favorite, though Klink was great too. Can you pm me too? I gotta see what they're plotting this time. Thank you! I think you'll be surprised what the Heroes come up with this time! A PM for you soon, I will be posting again probably tomorrow. Whew! Just finished with it! Over 13,000 words, you guys are going to get your readings worth here. -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/13/05 4:13pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! - Date Edited: 11/13/05 4:36pm (2 edits total) Edited By: BrentusofGath
	A fresh batch of Heroes for everyone! *** In the barracks, Newkirk was trying to get the others to finish his charade. He got them to the last word, and got the color green in their minds. Now he was walking around with a few pillows stuffed under his shirt trying to look fat. "'The Emperor is a Shultz'!" Carter yelled out. Newkirk stopped and stared at Carter. "Where did you come up with that?" "I just thought... because you were fat," Carter's voice trailed off as he knew Shultz was staring at him. Klink came out of Hogan's room and shouted, "Shuuuultz!" "I see nu-zink! I hear nu-zink!" "Enough of that," Klink stamped his foot. "We're leaving, now!" He stormed out of the barracks. Shultz walked up to Newkirk and asked with his eyes for him to finish the charade. "The Emperor is a Gamorrean," Newkirk told him. "Naughty," Shultz replied. "Verrrrrry naughty." He bent over close to Newkirk, "But I like it." "Shuuuultz!" he heard Klink bellow. "Coming my Colonel!" he replied and quickly walked out of the barracks. Lebeau walked toward the door and soon Shultz stuck his head back in. Lebeau handed him his blaster rifle. "Zank you, I don't know what I'd do without this." Lebeau pushed his face out of the barracks and closed the door. Hogan came out of his room and everyone gathered around, another man watched the door for Lebeau. "Hochstetter," Kinchloe said. "What would a TEP be doing here, now of all times?" Carter wondered to no one in particular. "I figured that," Hogan answered. "We've got two big things on our plate now. The secret message I had to listen to alone was about the Death Star. It's finally operational and we've been ordered to sabotage it." There were groans all around. "I know, that's what I thought," he replied. "But now, we also have a situation right here in this camp. Tarkin is bringing Princess Leia here." More groans. "He and Hochstetter know she's too important for us not to rescue." "And when we do, the Sith will pounce," Newkirk spit out bitterly. "Not necessarily," Hogan explained. The others eagerly awaited hearing the plan that was no doubt in his brain. He sensed their curiosity. "I don't have a plan just yet, for that anyway." "But you have a plan to sabotage the Death Star?" Lebeau asked skeptically. "No offence meant Colonel, we've done some impressive things, but I think this is beyond us." "Normally, I would agree Lebeau," Hogan replied. "But now we have an ally." They all gathered closer to hear about this. "Tarkin." They all scoffed and walked around the barracks nervously. "And why would Grand Moff Tarkin help us?" Newkirk asked. "He said he would," Hogan chirped, that confident smirk playing on his lips once again. "He's gone snarky, he has," Newkirk said to Carter. "Gather round men," Hogan told them. "I have a plan, but we have to strike now while Tarkin is still here. I'll figure something out about the princess later." *** Hogan crossed the compound on his way to Klink's quarters. A security transport was just entering orbit. I suspect that's the princess now. He wondered if Leia would order him to do something quickly, or understand the nature of his assignment and appreciate his position. It depends on what time of the month it is, he mused. He knocked on the door to Klink's quarters. Klink opened the door and sighed. "What is it now, Hogan? Can't you see I'm busy?" "Sir, the men have some grievances to bring to your attention," Hogan announced loud enough for those inside to hear. "Not now, Hogan," Klink begged. "Let the good colonel in, Klink," a voice inside called out. Hogan walked past Klink, still holding the door open. Tarkin and Hochstetter were inside having their dinner. "Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt," Hogan said in an apologetic voice. "I'm sure you didn't," Tarkin replied. "What can I do for you Colonel? Won't you sit down and have something to eat?" "I don't normally eat with the enemy," Hogan replied, taking a drumstick off Klink's plate. "It's bad for the indigestion." *** Shultz was on guard duty outside Klink's office. He was just dozing off when Lebeau slammed the outer door. Shultz dropped his blaster rifle, picked up the chair and pointed it at Lebeau. "No funny business!" "Relax Shultz," Lebeau said. He picked up the rifle and held it out for the guard to see. "You might need this." "No," he said, putting the chair down and taking the blaster. "I refuse to shoot anyone, and I hope that is the same for everyone who comes near me." He sat down again and sighed. "What are you doing here?" Lebeau sat down next to Shultz and brought a basket up to his lap. Shultz could smell the scrumptious delights inside and his mouth immediately began to water. "No!" he shouted and tried to stand. "No, what?" Lebeau asked innocently. "Whatever monkey business you have planned, I cannot let you do it," Shultz retorted. "Governor Tarkin and Major Hochstetter are here in the camp and Rhen Var is verrrry cold." "That's a shame Shultzie," Lebeau commented. He stood up and opened the basket. "I guess I will have to feed this thick, juicy Orlem steak to the kath hounds. And whatever will I do with these freshly baked muffins?" Shultz wavered, then broke. "Wait!" he pleaded. "I suppose if I don't see what you are planning, I cannot get in trouble." He turned his chair to face the wall. "Steak here!" Lebeau advanced with the basket of food while Carter and Newkirk entered the outer office, on their way to Klink's office. Carter tripped over the rug and dropped his holoimager on the floor. Shultz jumped momentarily. "Did you hear something Shultzie?" Lebeau asked, shoving a freshly baked muffin into his hand. "I hear nu-zink, nu-zink!" Shultz barked, his mouth full of delicious steak. Carter picked up his imager and he and Newkirk continued into Klink's office. Newkirk made his way to the safe in the corner of the office, protected by an intricate array of laser beams. He brought up Klink's keyboard and typed in 'Never_an_escape', the password for shutting down the beams. In no time flat the safe was open. Newkirk's nimble fingers working quicker than ever before. He knew with Tarkin and Hochstetter both in the camp, if he were caught he would disappear down some dark pit. He brought out the object of the search, Tarkin's datapad. He quickly skimmed through the pad until he found the right part. "All right Carter, these are the codes to gain access to the Death Star. Get an image of it quickly. I sure hope the Colonel knows what he's doing." Carter held the imager up to his eyes and was about to take a snap. "Wait a minute Newkirk. Something must be wrong with the imager; I see a dark, fuzzy form in front of me." Newkirk smacked him in the back of the head. "Get your thumb off the lens!" Carter removed the offending digit, wiped the lens and snapped two images. Newkirk wiped the pad clean of fingerprints and stuck it back where he found it. -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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Lovely-in-Orange Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 11/13/05 7:36pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/13!
	Shultz walked up to Newkirk and asked with his eyes for him to finish the charade. "The Emperor is a Gamorrean," Newkirk told him. "Naughty," Shultz replied. "Verrrrrry naughty." He bent over close to Newkirk, "But I like it." Nice update! -----signature----- Ms. Star Wars 2009 Ties of Loyalty: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/23926858/ - Imperials/OCs/Quinlan/Khaleen A Boy and His Droids: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=20555406
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oqidaun Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 11/14/05 8:52am Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/13!
	Your characterization of Shultz is excellent! Great work! -----signature----- . . . . I'm so bad, I banned myself.
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JadeSolo Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 11/14/05 9:06am Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/13!
	Lebeau sat down next to Shultz and brought a basket up to his lap. Shultz could smell the scrumptious delights inside and his mouth immediately began to water. "No!" he shouted and tried to stand. "No, what?" Lebeau asked innocently. "Whatever monkey business you have planned, I cannot let you do it," Shultz retorted. "Governor Tarkin and Major Hochstetter are here in the camp and Rhen Var is verrrry cold." Lebeau and his cooking abilities, doing their part to help out the Alliance. It depends on what time of the month it is, he mused. Oh, that was a low blow. Loving this! Can't wait for more. -----signature----- "If you expect a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, it's a victory." "May God bless you and keep you always...I mean that in a civic deist way." -Prof. Siegel "No guaranteed money, but all guaranteed fun!"
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Healer_Leona Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 11/14/05 10:23am Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/13!
	What a delightful crossover! LOL Great characterizations! I would never have thought it possible for this, but you've merge them rather seemlessly. Looking forward to more! -----signature----- Break away from everybody Break away from everthing If you can't stand the way this place is Take yourself to higher places
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/14/05 5:39pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/13!
	Lovely-in-Orange Thanks! oqidaun posted: Your characterization of Shultz is excellent! Great work! Thank you! The poor guy only wants to make it through the war without killing anyone or being killed himself. I think he even said something almost the same in one of the episodes. JadeSolo posted: Oh, that was a low blow. Yes, I admit that. But I think it fits with Hogan's character. You know the episodes where there is a female agent and he really hates that. I think that's something he might actually think, but would never say aloud. Healer_Leona Thank you! I'm glad you like it. Truth be told, I haven't even seen the show in ages but I remember it so vividly because it is such a rich, wonderful show with such beautifully crafted characters. Very different from what you think of as a sitcom where characters are somewhat hollow. You might say I have an excellent starting canvas to paint on. Thanks everybody! -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/17/05 5:22pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/13! - Date Edited: 11/17/05 5:38pm (1 edits total) Edited By: BrentusofGath
	A/N: A small part in this update was inspired by a fic PellyWelly wrote. See if you can spot it! Kudos to Pelly! *** "What is this man doing here!?" Hochstetter yelled when it became clear that Hogan was there to talk about nothing important. "I'm just here to relay the men's grievances to the Colonel, but the Governor insisted I come inside," Hogan told the twitching TEP agent. "Weren't you here when I came in? I thought you knew why I was here?" Hochstetter stood up, pulled out his blaster pistol and leveled it at Hogan. "I think he is up to something, Tarkin. I am going to get to the bottom of it." He stormed from the room. *** Hochstetter purposefully strode into the outer office. Lebeau was in the midst of feeding Shultz the last piece of steak. "What is this!" Shultz grabbed his rifle and stood to attention. "I was just interrogating this prisoner Major," Shultz tries to bluff. Hochstetter points his pistol at the terrified Sergeant. "I should kill you where you stand, incompetent fool! If there are prisoners in Klink's office, you will be shot!" He shoved Lebeau out of the way on his way into Klink's office. The office appeared empty, but the irate Hochstetter searched every square centimeter of space, including under Klink's desk. When he was finally satisfied there was no one there, he left the room and confronted Shultz once more. "Make sure no one enters that room when Klink is not there," he demanded of the sergeant. "If I ever find a prisoner in there, you will be transferred to Rhen Var where you will freeze to death in very short order." When he was gone, Shultz fell heavily into his chair, his legs going weak on him when he thought about the cold. Newkirk and Carter were bunched up under Klink's desk, a small holo projector creating the illusion the leg space was empty. "Carter," Newkirk grunted, "get your filthy shoe out of my dose." The duo walked out of the office, patted Shultz on the lapel on his uniform and walked past him, out of the outer office into the compound. Shultz rubbed his jaw and eyed the door to Klink's office suspiciously. "Hochstetter went in there and didn't see them." He thought better of questioning the goings on in the camp. "I see nu-zink! I hear nu-zink!" *** Hogan stepped out into the wanning afternoon sun, after Hochstetter uncerimoniously threw him out of Klink's quarters. He noticed the resting transport ship just outside camp. A slight form dressed in white was being taken toward a small barracks surrounded by guards. "Hold it," Hogan said to the guards leading the female figure. "It's standard procedure for the senior officer to have the opportunity to speak to any new prisoners." "Stand back sir," one Stormtrooper said, leveling his weapon at Hogan. "We answer to Governor Tarkin, not you." Princess Leia looked up into Hogan's eyes. Sudden recognition struck her when she realized who this man was. She almost spoke out a warning to Hogan, but bit her tongue in time to prevent it from spilling out. The troopers continued on their way. They pushed Leia into the small barracks prepared especially for her arrival, with Stormtrooper guards rather than Klink's normal contingent. Hogan turned around to go back to Klink's office and protest, but Tarkin was approaching him with a sinister smile on his face. "I see you are interested in the Princess already?" "I only want to speak with her," Hogan said neutrally. "The Sullustan Convention makes it clear that the senior officer is permitted to talk with any new prisoner, even if she is a special case." "Of course you can speak to her," Tarkin was being to accomodating. "We in the Empire can conform to the Sullustan Convention, even though that was meant to relate to external wars, and not Civil ones." "Gee," Hogan mused, "I never considered you Sith very civil." "Clever," Tarkin responded. "This way Colonel." He led Hogan up to the door of Leia's barracks. "This man is permitted to speak to the Princess, for fifteen minutes," he said to the head guard. "He is to have complete privacy." "Yes, sir," the trooper replied. Hogan watched Tarkin whose stride was more arrogant than normal, as he made his way back toward Klink's quarters. Hogan turned, and saw that the trooper was holding the door open for him. He entered and heard the door slam shut and lock behind him. Leia rushed over to him and was about to speak up, when Hogan held a finger up to his lips. He took out a small handheld device and waved it about the room. The room was decorated nicely, he thought. A single bed with a canopy graced the room, tasteful artwork hung on the walls; it looked more like what he imagined the Princesses bedroom would really look like, rather than a prison cell. A small light lit up and a pointer directed him over to a painting of Palpatine on the wall facing the bed. For the first time both of them noticed the Emperor was completely naked, in a very strange pose; holding a whip in one hand, and licking the index finger of his other hand. Leia gasped and nearly fainted. Hogan caught her and tried to place her on the bed. "Nice try, flyboy," she said, regaining her composure and standing. "I don't lie down for just anyone." Hogan grabbed one of her dresses and hung it over the painting. He reached around to the back and placed a tiny device over the mouth of the microphone Tarkin and Hochstetter were using to listen in on them. He then clicked a small button on his lapel, letting Carter know it was time. -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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Lovely-in-Orange Registered: Apr '05	Date Posted: 11/17/05 7:14pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/18!
	Evil painting. I liked how you had them using the holoprojecter to hide under Klink's desk too. -----signature----- Ms. Star Wars 2009 Ties of Loyalty: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/23926858/ - Imperials/OCs/Quinlan/Khaleen A Boy and His Droids: http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=20555406
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JadeSolo Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 11/17/05 7:36pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/18!
	"Gee," Hogan mused, "I never considered you Sith very civil." Always with the wisecracks. And ewww! That painting of Palpatine! I guess it served its purpose, though, for hiding the microphone - how many people would go near that thing of their own accord? I wouldn't! So it looks like Leia and Hogan know each other? Or at least Leia knows Hogan. -----signature----- "If you expect a kick in the balls and you get a slap in the face, it's a victory." "May God bless you and keep you always...I mean that in a civic deist way." -Prof. Siegel "No guaranteed money, but all guaranteed fun!"
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 11/20/05 6:23pm Subject: RE: Hogan's Heroes Crossover: My Friend Tarkin: From Drabbo's Challenge! Updated 11/18!
	Lovely-in-Orange posted: Evil painting. I liked how you had them using the holoprojecter to hide under Klink's desk too. Thank you! Newkirk wouldn't let his buddy Carter get caught, now would he? JadeSolo posted: I guess it served its purpose, though, for hiding the microphone - how many people would go near that thing of their own accord? I wouldn't! Makes you wonder if the artist poked out his own eyes when he was finished; having the image of naked Palpatine burned into his retinas! So it looks like Leia and Hogan know each other? Or at least Leia knows Hogan. Mmmmm, could be. Thanks as always for reading! More soon! -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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