Of Chance Encounters: Cloak & Daggers { COMPLETED* } Now with a message.

Upping the thread. Just to let you all know, more HAS been written, and I'm in the proccess of revising it before it goes off the the beta.

More to you all soon, sooner than you probably think.

The PROPHEToftheCOUNCIL.


ps. hope you all like the renewed title.

 

Just upping the thread so the readers will see it.

 

I upped this at a wierd time last post, so I'm upping it again.

Any Requests?


Any Comments?


Any Opinions?


Post them here! Or else I won't know what all of you think.

 

I just had to come bug someone else and you seemed like a good victim. Anyway, Eld kicked me out of his thread. We needed a break...

Suggestions?... yeah, post, man!!!

Help me understand a little something... who are the ruffians and why are they attacking the Rogues? Maybe I missed that with a 2 year-old hanging on my arm.

 

I did not kick you out of my thread! Come back! This fic is still pure.

 

Too late... I'm here and I'm not leaving. Maybe the Prophet has a kimono, too... or a cape... it has the same effect.

 

Hey, Prophet... since you call yourself "Prophet", does that mean you can tell the future?

 

Yeah, do you? I mean, I'm really curious about this Kimono/tutu episode I'm going through right now.

Oh cr@p....here we are, fouling up his fic.

 

Was there any other possible outcome, Eld? It seems to happen wherever we go... but, man, is it fun!

Prophet?... where are you? Come join the festivities!

 

Hehe.

Unfortunately, I have to go and get into my coffin. Not to worry though...I'LL BE BACK!

 

I'm still around Val, and you and Eld aren't corrupting this thread. I don't think that is remotely possible. Actually I do posses a kimono, cape or robe-like garment.

As for story, I'm in the process of further refining, and processing befor it gets shipped off to the beta.

((You might know 'im. ))

 

I heard he/she's cr@p.

 

Yeah, I think I heard that same thing. LOL!!

Well, PotC, we can still have fun even if the old guy has to hit the hay already.

A kimono, eh?....

 

Eld, !

Val, ... you could say that.

 

Say what?... that you have a kimono or that we can still have fun?

 

Both, Val.

 

You're speakin' my language, Prophet!

 

Glad to know that I at least speak someone's language. .

Kimonos, capes, robes, and cloaks is it? "Very interesting..."

 

... and swords, too. Lightsabers, broadswords... doesn't matter!

So when does your crappy beta get your post back to you so you can post?

 

Ah! A fellow sword enthusiast, hurrah!

"And now we are so happy, we do the dance of joy! Dii. Dii. Dii. Dii. Di. Di. Di. Di. di. Di. Di. Di-hey! Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey Hey. HEY!"--Balchi Bartachomous.

*COUGH* What the-- *cough* Hheerrmm! Sorry about that.

I just sent of the next bit to the beta. The next post could be up sometime tonight, but will more than likely be up early tommorow.

 

Well Val, I got the post back from the beta! Real fast-like too.

95 POSTS and upping the thread.


Anymore Comments, Questions, Suggestions from anybody?

"Hello!, Hello!, Anybody home?..."

 

Yeah, get that post up!

 

Alright, alright alright! If you insist. The post comes next~!

 

Here is the next part of the story. ENJOY!!


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The doors slowly closed behind Cracken, Drayson and their people, letting the room sit quiet for a few moments before Cracken spoke up.

"You're all of sufficient enough rank that I don't have to remind you that anything that goes on in this room stays in this room," he said.

"That's nice Cracken, but why did you say it anyway?" asked General Fel.

Cracken chuckled at that. ?I'm surprised that you would be the first to speak in here Baron. Considering your position in all this."

"Really? And just what might my position in all this be?" Fel asked.

"Can we get on with this, please!?!" Drayson interjected, shaking his head in exasperation.

Corran shifted in his seat causing it to move across the floor, making a loud scraping sound. "I agree. So, what exactly are we all doing here, Admiral?"

Hiram Drayson turned his attentions from the Imperial General to the ex-Correlian Security Officer and Rogue pilot.

"Commander Horn, you know the rules for something like what happened at the reunion earlier, so don't play dumb here, alright! Besides all that, like Ayren said, there is the matter of General Fel here," Drayson said, motioning to the Imperial who was sitting across from Katarn.

"You're right Admiral. I am aware of the procedure in a case such as this. But why all the spooks who followed you in here?" Corran asked, nodding to the subordinates who entered the room with Cracken and Drayson.

"They aren't spooks," said Hiram.

"Drayson, if they followed you, odds are they're spooks." Corran replied, flashing a devilish grin.

"I thought Corellians didn?t care for odds. It doesn?t much matter though because they didn't follow him, Horn. They followed me," Cracken cut in, effectively stopping that line of conversation. "And besides, we have much more urgent matters to attend to."

"Then get on with it!" Katarn said angrily, practically shouting, as he banged his fist on the table. "And stop wasting my time."



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Kinda short, I know. But more frequent posts should make up for it I hope.

Questions? Comments? Criticisms? Suggestions?

 

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