SWRPF Archive Smugglers Mirage

OOC-
Back from hell? Great, did you get a tan? (laugh dammit...its my attempt on being funny!) Ok, were in a meeting, Jodo and Kenobi is answering a holo from Deneveon...only we dont know that. Kenobi and Deneveon are out of town I think...

 

I'm here. I'll need a small update on the plot, where characters are, etc. etc.

 

OOC: I'm here. I just can't post every day, b/c of my summer classes sched. Kenobi, we still have the defection thing standing, right?

IC: Deneveon leaned back against her chair, waiting for the Rebel officer's response. "I would thoroughly appreciate your time."

 

OOC-
Well nothing has really changed since I went to canada and ya'll quit posting for a bit...hehe. Deneveon...its cool if you can't post everyday, i most certainly cant.

 

OOC: Ok, cool.

 

How many times do I have to tell you guys to NOT POST OOC unless absolutely necessary?

It's the same people every time.

 

But it is absolutely necessary; a few of us have been gone for days, and we need updates on the plot (unless you are specifically referring to Deneveon's last post).

 

OOC: (sorry) Exactly.

IC: The Commander must have been involved in a really important meeting. Ilena had been waiting for a very long time.

 

Aura'len glanced at her chrono, slyly rolled her eyes and gave Tarrorack that "This-is-so-boring-can-we-leave-yet" look. Tarrorack chuckled.

 

Jalek shifted in his chair and addressed the voice on the comlink.

"Yes, I believe a face-to-face meeting would be ideal. Normally I am very busy, but I shall make exceptions for a high ranking imperial officer..however, I hope you understand that there will be a search of your ship required, and you will have to land on the outskirts and be escorted to the base by rebels. You can land anytime you'd like."

He shifted over and touched a datapad.

"I just sent you the hyperspace coordinates. I hope you'll make the right decision, commander Deneveon. I fear that now our conversation must end. Hopefully I will see you soon."

He clicked off the comlink.

"Well, Aura'len, since you have brought me the virus, I would assume that our business is finished..unless you have any other requests?"

 

OOC: I am going to be gone Friday, Saturday, and perhaps Sunday. Could someone please be my character(Ilena)? It's not that hard a character to play...all she's doing is waiting outside a door...

IC: Ilena was sick of waiting. She knew the commmander was probably very busy, but...
Ilena went to her ship and laid down in her bunk. Just a little nap...

 

OOC: I'll do it..but I think in the next few days I'm gonna have Jalek talk to her.

 

Tarorrack growled at the man, he still didn't like that his partner was giving this man full control over a virus that could kill her and that worried him. He would give his life to save her if that was the cost.

 

Jalek looked at the Wookiee

"It appears your friend is uncomfortable."

 

"Oh, Tarrorack? No, he's just expressing his concern for payment." Aura'len said, lying easily. She didn't like the fact that Rewen was so careless about the virus.

"Next stop Mon Calamari." She told Tarrorack in Ryl. After a all Tarrorack understood Ryl, she hoped. Rewen looked at her and she explained, "I was just telling him that when we get to our next destination that he would have to look over my ship, he is the mechanic, after all.

 

OOC: I'm getting off soon, so just wanted to say goodbye! BTW-Ilena is in her ship, taking a nap. So whoever is taking over my character can start her off from there.

 

IC: Deneveon shut the comlink off and punched in the coordinates. Taking a deep breath she entered hyperspace and muttered a goodbye to the Empire.

 

Jalek nodded.

"Right then."

He snapped his fingers and a man with a silver briefcase handcuffed to his arm stepped out. The man opened the briefcase, revealing 80,000 newly pressed credits.

"There's your payment. The virus?"

 

IC: She arrived at the Rebel outpost and requested clearance. When she landed in a docking bay she met the suspicious glances of those around her. She allowed some officials to search her ship, knowing the would find nothing against her.

"Commander Deneveon?" An officer asked behind her.

She twirled to meet him. "That's me."

"Please wait here."

 

Tarorrack grinned as he shifted his weight as he nodded to Aura. He turned back to Rewen and looked at the other man, and then barked at Aura'len, he wanted more to hand a deadly virus over to the man, he would split it 50/50 with his partner, he spoke to Aura in Ryl. "More like 100,000 credits." he would take a step forward to enforce Aura'lens request so he could get the 100,000 credits.

 

OOC: I'll roleplay as the rebel squad leading you to my HQ.

The officer stepped up to Deneveon. He motioned with his hand and a female rebel officer searched her, finding nothing. Then the man motioned for Deneveon to get in the back of a speeder whose driver seat had a rebel pilot in it and two guards.

 

IC: Deneveon got on the speeder. "Nice security," she mrumured under her breath. "How far?"

"Not long," the Rebel driver replied swiftly.

 

The Rebel driver made a quick, curvy turn and circled around, going on a winding path towards the base. When they got there, The guards got out and waited, blasters in hand, for Deneveon to get out so they could lead her to the entrance.

 

Im back.From torture.Im back.Tell me what has happened so far.

 

IC: Deneveon follwed two officers into a building. One of them motioned her to wait. She took a deep breath, hoping she was doing what was right.