SWRPF Archive ~The Star Wars 4: Riot of Passage~

OOC: This will hopefully explain some of the things that are happening in the game...or at least why they are happening...from the Republic point of view, at least.

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[b]IC: Dae-Muhr Tsun ? [100 credits] ? Eriadu, Eriadu City, Industrial District, Republic Intelligence Headquarters.
[i]Inventory: 1 comlink, 1 electrobinoculars, 1 DC-15A blaster, 4 clips, clone trooper body armour.[/b][/i]

The Operations Centre of Eriadu City?s Republic Intelligence Headquarters ? also known as the Holo Room ? was almost as expansive as the Communications Centre one level below. A massive, brightly lit room, it was similarly bustling with activity; at the far end of the room, dozens of uniformed clones sat by large, flat paneled screens, observing the visual feeds that were being transmitted between clone troopers, LAAT/r and LAAT/i Gunships, security cams and the Intel Headquarters. In the room?s centre, seven large, advanced holo-projector stations were set up, each manned by a clone or civilian tech.

Amidst all this activity, watching the individual screens carefully, was Intelligence Captain Reynar Black of the 3rd Intelligence Division. Like Captain Reyl Buth?aal, the human was an important symbol of the Republic?s vast and technical intelligence operations. It was he who Dae-Muhr Tsun now saw; The Iktotchi scanning the screens as he approached through the throng of communication techs and specialists.

Captain Black turned to greet Dae-Muhr and Reyl, a smile crossing his mustachioed face. ?Ah, good to see you again, Commander,? the human said amiably. ?And
Captain Buth?aal, a pleasure. You?ve come to supervise, I presume??

Dae-Muhr nodded, scanning the wall of individual screens. ?Yes, I have,? he said, deep in thought. ?So many clones??

?Indeed! As soon as our mandate was again approved, Commander Jun deployed the majority of our clone forces to the Port and Kalahaan Districts,? Black said, nodding. He gestured towards one of the right hand screens. ?The majority of the 3rd Division?s forces are in and around the primary and secondary star ports. Yours, I believe??

?The Ermed Medical Facility,? Reyl said. "Reyl believes our forces have extended themselves between this facility and the secondary Star Port." He nodding towards one of the bouncing holo-feeds. It was obviously being transmitted from one of the clones. ?That one is possibly in the vicinity of the Ishili Estate Preservation??

Dae-Muhr turned, squinting towards the screen. Surrounded by so many other identical displays, it was difficult to make out which one the Gand was referring to. ?Yes, the Park. We gave orders for our clones to operate independently.?

?It?s just a pity,? Captain Black began, folding his arms across his expanding girth, ?that we no longer have control over those squads operating within the Star Port.?

?Commander!? one of the clones called. ?I think you might want to see this.?

Dae-Muhr nodded towards Captain Black, departing from the human. He approached the clone; it was High Five, again. ?What have you got for me, High Five??

The clone gestured to the screen with a wave of his hand. ?Switch, hand me that data.?

The other clone looked back at High Five, nodding and then reaching for a piece of flimsiplast. ?Here you go.?

?Here,? the clone said, reading, ?your squad sent us a report that they found something that might be of interest to you. It?s the Bothan you were after; the one that was associated with a Pari Kotav of Gotal descent. It was picked up through Kotav?s comlink??

?Go ahead, corporal,? Dae-Muhr said, encouragingly.

?Well, sir,? High Five began, ?it says here that Kotav was contacted by a Furry.?

?By a what?? Dae-Muhr asked, reaching for the report.

Reyl?s gasmask hissed peculiarly, a shrill hum emitting briefly. ?Reyl is afraid he does not understand??

?Oh, sorry, sir,? the clone said. ?That?s F. Urry, the Bothan. Switch, feed the recording through the audio port.? The clone looked slightly embarrassed. ?Sorry, sir??

?Yes, Corporal,

 

IC: " a lower fare huh? Thanks alot, the Republic will aprieciate it", said Galak puting on the best smile he could muster. It was a fake smile, with the way that driver treated everyone, he didnt trust that guy as far as the eye could see. He was to sly in his demeanor. Luckily for Galak, beeing a bounty hunter ment being indiferant to clients, so he knew how to give atleast a small smile on que. However, before anymore could happen, he saw a pack of clones. He silently flicked the safties of his pistol and rifle. He had nothing agaisnt clones personaly, and he supported the Republic, but realy, after what happened to Casinti, he wasnt sure at all of the the webs of treachery and lies that was begining around here. He hated it. As the clone walked up he asked about a bothan, Galak truthfuplly said he hadnt seen one. Of course, he had seen one on Naboo for a while, but that was way diferant. That bothan *had* to still be on Naboo, there wernt any Bothans on the refugee ship, as far as he could tell. Galak waited, wondering if the clone would ask any other questions.

GEAR: Heavy Armor, LR 40, blaster pistol, vibro blade, 120 credits, nubian COMlink
TAG anyone around the Airtaxi

 

OOC: i've come to the conclusion that i just can't keep up right now. i have enjoyed this immensely but i'm going to have to drop it. seems like i won't be throwing much of a monkey wrench into anyones plans at the moment anyways. hope you all have fun with it.

 

IC: Anaron Nexon (450 credits)

Just outside Ermed Medical Facility, Port District, Eriadu City

"That's a generous offer, what do you think guys?"

The air taxi hovered quietly, just as Anaron was beginning to feel that they were on top of things, a few clone troopers spewed from no-where, moving directly for the air taxi. They each lifted their hands, accompanied by blaster rifles. Their blank face hidden by that very annoying helmet that cloaked the inner being, they were puppets of the republic but Anaron respected the fact that they were trying to do their very best for the leader of them all. Anaron stepped out of the air taxi, his boots calling a silent 'tck' as they came in contact with the ground. His blonde hair hung over his eyes until he cleared the fringe away with his hand.

"Republic Intelligence is interested in anything you may have seen in the near vicinity, particularly in relation to a Bothan." He scoffled beneath his T-Visor armor helmet.

"Were any of you gentlebeings recently inside Ermed Medical?"

Je'ru seemed to be the first to speak up, the young blonde teras kasi noble had hoped he wouldn't say anything stupid.

"As a matter of fact we were. We were acquiring some medical supplies from that medical facility right there, sir."

Nothing too confusing for their warped, uncontrollable minds to make out. Anaron had thought that the group would've gave the troopers time to reply but it was obvious that wasn't going to happen. He tried to keep calm inside, requiring a peaceful state of mind to control his inner feelings before anything happened. Je'ru climbed inside of the air taxi again, with a blood pumping pace. The quiet man followed without argument, as always and Anaron threw a polite smile to the group of troopers who didn't seem to have anything to say about Je'ru and the quiet man's immediate exit.

Anaron made it clear he wasn't hanging around, and he bowed in honor just before hopping into the backseat of the air taxi with all of the supplies now in place.

"Now, back to business."

TAG: Slumvillage, Tev, Tyi, DarthReven, WingedJedi and Sai.

EDIT: Reason being for my unstable use of HTML, heh.

 

IC: Sherrik Kae'Ho - Port District

"Please see Sergeant Ify," the clone said tersely, before turning away to attend to several other civilians who were similarly being rounded up.

Damn clones, the Balosar thought, drawing a hand up to his mouth to cough. You business is always their business?

Sherrik Kae?Ho sighed, crossing his arms across his chest. All he needed right now was for clone intelligence to check on his files, and he would find himself shipped all the way to Kessel. As it was, Balosars as a species were already frowned down upon for their mercenary, underhanded behaviour. And I s?pose they want to hold it against me that I?m just living up to the stereotype? Ah?damn clones.

The Balosar followed the human female closely, stopping to wait near the blue and white armoured clone sergeant. He was busy instructing two other clone troopers, their blaster rifles slung from heavy straps over their shoulders. Sherrik deduced that they were out of ear shot ? at least for the moment ? so he turned towards the human. Maybe we can discuss some business?

?Eh, jus? what kinda business were you looking to conduct here, Miss?? he asked, his scrappy voice a jagged whisper. ?I happen to know quite a few contacts, you see. I?m a bit of an information broker, you might say. So?eh?maybe I could be of assistance to you. What do you say??

Tag: Ktala

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[b] IC: Clone Assault Squad 8R-34[/b]

The squad leader ? CT CAS8R-34 ? tilted his head to the side, his sidearm now secured and holstered at his belt. The nurse had paused to scan though her files. ?He's up on the 5th floor. But it will do you no good. He's not there. He left. Checked himself out a few hours back, according to records. Supposed to return shortly," she said, leaning back in her chair.

?I need a list of the beings the Bothan shared his ward with,? the clone said, grateful that the nurse was at least cooperating. Obviously she was not that busy. ?Did he check in with anyone else??

Further back down the hall, clone trooper HA8R-34 was scanning through the surveillance feeds that one of the facility?s security officers was patching through to a nearby terminal. Hooked up to the terminal - via a large utility cable - was the clone?s military datapad, intended to search its databank to locate and match the identities of the beings on the security recordings.

[b]Tag: Ktala, Sai?[/b]

[hr]
[b]IC: Clone Operations Squads 728/A and 210/A[/b]

The lead clone stared at the Tusken Raider with inbuilt curiosity as the being acted as the group?s voluntary spokesperson. "As a matter of fact we were. We were acquiring some medical supplies from that medical facility right there, sir," he said, smiling warmly. "Now I'm truly sorry sir but we must get these medical supplies to their intended destination. If you'll excuse us." He nodded politely towards the clone trooper and began making his way for the airtaxi.

As the beings began to head towards and into the airtaxi, a city-wide alert was broadcast to all of the clone forces currently involved in this immense, complex operation. It was from Clone Commander SAK3/51, field and operations commander directly responsible to Commander Tsun of Republic Intelligence, and head of Intelligence?s military forces. ?All forces, this is Clone Commander Sake. This is an order to all clone operations squad currently in the field: deny any civilians leave until contrary orders are given by your own squad leaders. Ensure that civilian identity configurations are matched and recorded before anyone is released.?

The lead clone nodded, looking aside to cohort who immediately raised his short-stocked blaster towards the group. ?Hold it,? the second clone ordered.

?You there, where are you taking those medical supplies?? the lead clone asked of the Tusken male, lowering his rifle. The other clone?s rifle remained leveled towards the departing group. He realized that the supplies were probably needed, and was willing to let them be transported

 

IC: " Identifaction? Sure, wait a moment please." Galak pretended, in a very convincing fashion, to look for a identification card. He also stealthily nudged Jer'u, uncetain of what to do next.

TAG near taxih

 

OOC: So there's no confusion, the broadcast was specifically to the clone forces. The clone said nothing about I.D., only about the destination of your cargo...

 

OOC: I don't know what Je'ru has in mind, being as though he's taking the role of captain. I'll leave it to him.

 

OOC: Thanks for pointing that out Winged_Jedi. Didn't notice at first. But it doesn't look like you'll be getting paid any time soon.
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IC: Je'ru Evaron -[425 Credits]-
Inventory: Vibroblade, Blaster Pistol, Nubian Commlink, Work Tools, Panka's datadisk, datapad

Outside Ermed Medical Facility, Streets of Eriadu City

Je'ru heard the Clone raise his weapon and tell them to hold it. He stopped dead in his tracks and his heart dropped. They were almost certainly out of their. Je'ru didn't want any problems or trouble. He just wanted to get the medical supplies to Kastre and the refugees, get the ship parts and get out off of Eriadu as quickly as possible. It didn't look like it was going to play out that way though. Smoothly turning around he looked back towards the Clone Trooper who still head is rifle up at them.

"You there, where are you taking those medical supplies" Je'ru was certain he was looking directly at him when the Clone asked them at. You couldn't tell all as their eyes were hidden behind the T-visor but at least he lowered his weapon at them.

But he was in a dilemia. He didn't know exactly what the right way to handle this situation was. Should he lie and say they were for some people in the outer villages of Eriadu, like they told the nurse or tell the truth. Saying that they were being brought to the spaceport for the refugee's from Naboo.

If only Kastre was here, he'd know what to do. The whole leadership thing was a burden on Je'ru. He never knew exactly what was the right thing to do at the various specific moments during their time on Eriadu. But the team looked towards him for that leadership and he would give it to them. In his own mind he might not be sure, but his actions and his words would leave no doubt in the minds of the other freedom fighters, aswell as the quiet man, whose name was still unknown, that Je'ru was their leader. The auburn haired warrior, the only known Tuskeon Raider to be friendly with humans and other beings around the galaxy did what he thought was right.

"To the spaceport, we are taking these medical supplies." He said calmly. "We were hired to acquire and bring these supplies to the refugee's that came over from Naboo. They need these supplies, sir, and we must get going. We don't have that much time left."

Sure he wasn't exactly telling the truth, but he wasn't lying either. It would also raise the eyebrow of their Zabrak taxi driver, whom they had lied to earlier and said they were for soldiers. Well, they were for soldiers, some, but they were also for regular civillians in need of medical care. Surely the AirTaxi driver would understand. Hopefully he would not make a big scene out of it, at least until they were in the air again heading for the spaceport. Hopefully this Clone Trooper was one of the more considerate ones and would let them be on their way.

"May we get going sir?"

Tag: Deto/Sai, Tyi, FlamingBladeSaber, DarthReven, YoungAngus, Winged_Jedi

 

Daria (Talmaria Galarun) ~ 115 Credits
Eriadu City, - Port District

Daria looked at the clone the other had pointed out. Hmm. Her trying to dissapear now would be to dang obvious. Well, it would certainly be ONE way to find out what was going on at least. She was begining to wonder just WHAT this Bothan was into, that caused THIS much excitement. She looked at herself. She looked much diffrent than she had eariler. Walking around in the local covering, she definatelly looked much plainer than she would normally allow herself. And certainly, lack of sleep wasnt helping either. She really wished her wash of the hospital stuff would hurry up and run. Wraith was awake now. He could dissapear himself easily. With a sigh, her mind snapped back to her own delima.

The creature that she had spoken to eariler, was still nearby, following her. ?Eh, jus? what kinda business were you looking to conduct here, Miss?? he asked, his scrappy voice a jagged whisper. ?I happen to know quite a few contacts, you see. I?m a bit of an information broker, you might say. So?eh?maybe I could be of assistance to you. What do you say??

Daria wiped her face, but didnt look at him directly. "I say you might have some business...once this one is finished." she responded speaking softly. She gave another sigh as she thought to herself. Well, they found her at the park. And she had been crying. They mentioned being in the venicity of the hospital. She could work with that. So she would play that part for now. And right now, with all the meds streaming thru her body, it wasnt a part too far off. Distraut was right up her alley right now.



TAG
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Head Nurse
Dang Hospital

The squad leader ? CT CAS8R-34 ? tilted his head to the side, his sidearm now secured and holstered at his belt. The nurse had paused to scan though her files. ?He's up on the 5th floor. But it will do you no good. He's not there. He left. Checked himself out a few hours back, according to records. Supposed to return shortly," she said, leaning back in her chair.

?I need a list of the beings the Bothan shared his ward with,? the clone said, grateful that the nurse was at least cooperating. Obviously she was not that busy. ?Did he check in with anyone else??

The nurse started to work the keyboard, annoyed that they were bothering HER...and keeping her from her schedule. Suddenly she frowned. "Hmm. Im sure that he did..but you might have to check with the 5th floor nurse. I seem to be experincing some difficulties with my system." she muttered, as she worked on the keypad. She fronwed, as she shook her head. "Im not getting anything at the moment, and despite popular belief, I DO have other work to do. He had to come in on antoher shift. Im not showing anything else." she replied, as she tried to figure out why her terminal was now being uncooperative.



Tag: Sai?, exploding_furball, others.



OOC: Gee..why am i not suprised Trimaj.
Here we go again...

 

IC: Clone Assault Squad 8R-34

As the nurse started at her keyboard again, the squad leader turned to glance back at one of the other clones who had busied himself with the security footage. Good. Soon we'll have some results to work with.

"Hmm. Im sure that he did," the nurse began, snapping the clone's attention back her way. "But you might have to check with the 5th floor nurse. I seem to be experincing some difficulties with my system. I'm not getting anything at the moment, and despite popular belief, I DO have other work to do," she said. "He had to come in on another shift. I'm not showing anything else."

The clone nodded; for some reason he wasn't surprised. Maybe it's the Bothan's doing...

"Alright, we'll take it from here," he said to the nurse, the spun on his heel to face the remainder of his squad. "Let's move out, 8R-34: to the fifth level." As an afterthought, he gestured towards the clone manning the security terminal. "Unit HA8R-34, continue monitoring the footage. Alert us if you find anything."

"Yes, Sergeant," the clone replied, nodding an affirmnation and turning back to his equipment.

"Alright, squad," the sergeant began, "let's move out."

Tag: Ktala, anyone else...

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[b]IC: Sherrik Kae'Ho - Port District[/b]

Sherrik tapped his fingers together as the pair waited for the clone sergeant, turning his gaze towards the young female. "I say you might have some business...once this one is finished," she said, her voice soft so that the soldiers would not hear.

[i]Excellent,[/i] the Balosar thought, clearing his throat again. He glanced at the human, but she didn't seem to be paying attention. Not that it really mattered, anyway; being a Balosar, Sherrik was an opportunist, and never wanted to miss an opportunity to scrounge some credits. [i]Besides, I'll pay good creds for any information she has,[/i] he thought. [i]She looks like she could do with some cash...[/i]

"Eh...Jus' what sort of business it is that you have to offer, eh?" he began, keeping his voice low as to not attract any unwanted attention. While he didn't want to irritate the female, she intrigued him in a monetary sense. "You see, I jus' happen to know some people who know some people on both sides of this war. So if it's military...you get what I'm sayin', eh?" He rubbed the tips of his fingers together. "Big credits, you know? Of the type you mightn't be accustomed to..."

Sherrik glanced about furtively, leaning his head in towards the human. "I'm jus' sayin', is all. I'm sure we can come to a beneficial agreement, you an' me."

[b]Tag: Ktala[/b]

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[b]IC: Clone Operations Squads 728/A and 210/A[/b]

The two clones - one with an aggressively levelled blaster rifle, and the other having adopted a more casual stance - stared at the group of civilians with intent. To the clones, they were a bedraggled group, a curious mix of species with medical supplies in tow. And they didn't seem too interested in hanging around, either.

The Tusken male turned smoothly, his stance unthreatening. The clone squad leader had no reason to feel threatened by him, at any rate. "To the spaceport, we are taking these medical supplies. We were hired to acquire and bring these supplies to the refugees that came over from Naboo. They need these supplies, sir, and we must get going. We don't have that much time left," he said.

The corporal nodded, mentally absorbing this information. The chrono displayed in front of his eyes by the helmet's built-in microdata display informed him that the spaceport - at least its military landing bays - would soon be closed from access for the night. If the being was indeed telling the truth, and if the medical supplies were intended for civilians coming from Naboo, then his story checked out. [i]But why a Tusken would be coming from Naboo, I could only guess...[/i]

"May we get going, sir?" the Tusken asked.

The corporal glanced aside to the other clone. "I don't know anything about what's happened on Naboo," the

 

Nurse, main desk
Medical Facility, Eriadu City,

"Alright, we'll take it from here," the soldier told the nurse as he spun on his heel to face the remainder of his squad. "Let's move out, 8R-34: to the fifth level."

The nurse was glad that these soldiers were leaving her station, so that she could get back to work. She quickly palmed the key to alert the nurse on the 5th floor that she would soon has visitors.

Finally. She got back into fixing her schedule.



Tag: D_R
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Daria (Talmaria Galarun) ~ 115 Credits
Eriadu City, - Port District


Daria was busy thinking on what these folks might want to ask her, when the being started speaking again.

"Eh...Jus' what sort of business it is that you have to offer, eh?" he began, keeping his voice low as to not attract any unwanted attention. While he didn't want to irritate the female, she intrigued him in a monetary sense. "You see, I jus' happen to know some people who know some people on both sides of this war. So if it's military...you get what I'm sayin', eh?" He rubbed the tips of his fingers together. "Big credits, you know? Of the type you mightn't be accustomed to..."

Sherrik glanced about furtively, leaning his head in towards the human. "I'm jus' sayin', is all. I'm sure we can come to a beneficial agreement, you an' me."

Daria almost growled. Didnt this creature know anything about tact? She brought her hand up to her face, as if whiping her face again. "Later!" she hissed, as she simply walked away, without responding any further. She didnt want to be pegged with this guy, just in case. And truthfully, he HAD just walked up to her. But NOW was definatelly NOT the time to chat business. Clones werent stupid. Or deaf.

She got tired of standing, and sat down on the ground, as she waited for the clone seargent to be finished. She wished she had some strong caffa.


TAG

 

IC as "Quiet" the quiet man:
Eriadu City Streets, AirTaxi

At first, the clone troopers wanted more information. They asked about the medical supplies?or rather, requested where their destination was. The blaster aimed at them from the second clone showed how serious they were.

Je'ru was the one to turn back and smoothly answered. The quiet man was surprised at how much detail he gave out, but was glad that he didn't say anything about them being from Naboo themselves. As he watched in silence, the second clone conferred with his comrade before the lead said that they were good to move on.

Good work, Tusken Raider. At least for this situation we don't need to cause a scene.

As the two clones turned around and walked away from the AirTaxi, the quiet man could hear muffled sounds as one spoke to the other. The distance separating them was to great for him to understand what they were saying?it would nearly be impossible for anyone around the AirTaxi to hear.

Climbing back inside the hover craft, he waited for the group to head back to the spaceport. There was something he wanted to see there.

TAG: YoungAngus, FlamingBladeSaber, slumvillage, DarthReven, Winged_Jedi

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[b]IC as Pergy and Durl:[/b]
[i]Ermed Medical Facility, Eriadu City[/i]

[blockquote]The Ugnaught's snout lifted as the clanking of polished boots walked away. The white-armoured figures continued past Durl, ignorant of them as a Sarlacc to sand.

"That armour smells too clean."

"That's not armour you smell, Cousin. This facility is a safety hazard for the senses compared to the rest of Eriadu!"

Durl spun back on his little feet, strands of his hair wiggling. He looked back up to where the nurse?the nurse they had been talking to before being rudely interrupted?was sitting at her station.

He could tell from the way she sat that she was glad of the troopers departure. Almost as if she was glad she now had nothing to do. Nothing exciting, at the very least, happening. Durl shrugged. Humans. Female.

Durl stood with a hand to his chubby chin as he continued to look at the nurse. It appeared as though she had forgotten about them. But they hadn't forgotten her. No, they still had questions. Now, to rectify this situation, he must get her attention. To do that, he must?

He felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Computer," Pergy stated to his face when Durl spun around to see who had interrupted his very important puzzle-solving. He looked over at the control console he had used earlier, realising Pergy's intent. Repositioning the box he had used earlier, he stepped up and activated the screen again.

Pergy simply walked up to the nurse and nudged her softly. Durl silently congratulated his cousin on such a fine plan, he was struggling to think of one so grand.

Motioning to the computer screen next to Durl that showed a frozen image of a group of five men, Pergy addressed the lady.

"Miss Nurse?" Pergy smiled, deciding to play with her mind. "Do you know who I am?"[/blockquote]
[b]TAG: Ktala[/b]

 

OOC: Just incase you forget, Galak was already in the air taxi, so i'm redy to go

 

Titus Damasca
135 credits

Outside Ermed Medical Facility, Eriadu City

As the passengers returned to the vehicle, Titus stalked towards the front and slid gracefully in, starting the engine and lifting the AirTaxi above the ground. Clones. How sickening. An offense to nature- to produce sentients like weapons, and purely for the purpose of war. Perhaps worst of all, they'd chosen a human as the template. Some species just had no judgement.

As the AirTaxi began to move towards the new destination, Titus reflected on the fact that passengers had lied to him. Either that or they were lying to the clones. He knew which one was more likely. The soldiers had pointed a blaster. He had merely been unpleasant. He spoke over his shoulder to his customers.

?If those supplies are for refugees, then you don't have to pay the fare, I insist. I have a special interest in the welfare of those refugees...I was one of them, not so many hours ago.?

Tag: Sai, slumvillage, Tyi, FlamingBladeSaber, YoungAngus, DarthReven

 

Tev Zett 340

Tev could fill a pool with the sweat dripping from his face. The Clones were very intimidating, and thier blasters pointed at the group didn't make things anymore pleseant. They seemed to take an intrest in the freedom fighters, and what thier intentions were with the medical supplies.

Jeru quickly took command. He stepped forward and explained what happend. For the most part he told the truth. Tev started moving back to the Taxi as the Clones told them to move along towards the Spaceport.

Tev sat behind the Zabrak driver. He scoffed at the being as he moved by him. He didn't know why, but he had little respect for this Driver.

As they shot into the sky and headed to the Spaceport, the driver turned back to those in the back and spoke to the group.

?If those supplies are for refugees, then you don't have to pay the fare, I insist. I have a special interest in the welfare of those refugees...I was one of them, not so many hours ago.?

Tev's eyes widend. He leaned in closer.

'You mean you were in the Theed during the Confederacy onslaught?!'

Tev was shocked, all this time he thought this was some local driver trying to make a living, and yet somehow he was one of the victims of the War.

TAG-Driver, Team

 

IC: Anaron Nexon - 450 credits.

Ermed Medical Facility, Eriadu City

The young blonde adult turned to face Je'ru, he followed him inside of the taxi. Silence let free in the air, and the group lay in relief, but then they all realised that the fare still had to be payed, Anaron felt around in his pockets for a bunchful of credits. He took a handful of credits and was about to add them to the driver until he refused with the shake of his head, Anaron tucked them into his pocket again.

?If those supplies are for refugees, then you don't have to pay the fare, I insist. I have a special interest in the welfare of those refugees...I was one of them, not so many hours ago.?

Wow, it was really amazing what someone could do with so little time, how he ended up here though, was for another time. He looked on at the driver and smiled as he enlightened them on the situation. The supplies needed delivering and fast, so he allowed himself less chat, but time couldn't hold back the question that escaped his frantic lips.

"Are you okay? Do you need any of the supplies? We have a lot. And do not shoot me with that, 'save it for the refugee's' rubbish because we have plenty for them."

TAG: Sai, slumvillage, Tyi, WingedJedi, YoungAngus, DarthReven

 

Head Nurse
Ermed Medical Facility, Eriadu City


The nurse was busy tapping away at her console, when she felt something touch her. Rearing back, she noticed the two creatures from before. Still here. She frowned, as she looked towards them.

Motioning to the computer screen next to Durl that showed a frozen image of a group of five men, Pergy addressed the lady.

"Miss Nurse?" Pergy smiled, deciding to play with her mind. "Do you know who I am?"

The nurse bristled. "Do you know who I AM?" she asked. She stood up, shooing them away from her consoles. "I am the one responsible for maintaining quiet and controlled calm in this madhouse. I am the one who has just been bothered by troops for the last twenty mintues, as important affairs go unnoticed...and I AM the one who is getting tired of YOU. Now, unless you have some official business, have some ID, or had some other business to conclude, you will let me finish mine." She replised tursely, and just loud enough for security to notice. And she was already quite ticked off at his last bit of inaction.

"And I dont care about your so called security clearence. This is a HOSPITAL. What gives you clearence is some places, does not mean it automatically gives it to you here."

She sat back down, her hands back across the keyboards, ignoring them, as she worked to get back on task. She did not want a certain person to see that her schedule had gotten so far behind. There was deliveres and orders to finish. Patients to deal with. And her computer was still acting up a swell.



TAG

OOC: this is sad. The nurse I just decided to play
is getting more time than my chracter
*sigh*

 

IC as Pergy and Durl:
Ermed Medical Facility, Eriadu City

Pergy gave a glance to Durl when the nurse started to lose her cool?which must have only had a thread to the extent of an ice cube in the sun. Pergy had to raise an eyebrow at the mentioning of maintaining quiet and calm from the irritated lady. He gave her another smile when he turned back to face her, glad that this hospital had such a role model to follow in those regards.

Her finishing shrills caused Pergy to think that her ice cube was never frozen in the first place?just a liquid covering that was easily displaced when needed.

Durl was the first to open his mouth.

"We, Miss Nurse, are in fact?"

"?nobodies," Pergy was quick to interject. "But important ones. Who are on the trail of, a... uh..."

"A very dangerous person," Durl smoothly continued. "Human man, to be precise. We think he may be linked?"

"?with the bombing attempts in Eriadu's capital."

"We have authorization from, err..." Durl began.

"From the Authorities. We are to handle this matter as quickly as possible using whatever means necessary." Pergy was still smiling.

Durl quickly stuffed his small hands into the folds of his clothes, fingers moving faster then what his mouth usually did. Within seconds they appeared again, and he casually tossed an object to Pergy who palmed it smoothly.

"Miss Nurse," Pergy now lifted his hand to the woman, as if now just pulling the item out of his robes. It was an Identification Card, complete with a stamp from the Eriadu's Security Investigation squad.

Pergy pointed the ESI symbol out. "You see? Now," the card vanished, "if you would be so kind as to answer the very simple question about this group of men?"

"One of which is the bomber," Durl helpfully supplied, although his mind was still laughing at Pergy's quick thinking.

"?then we will be on our way. What did these men want?"

TAG: Ktala

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[b]IC as Mr. Ermed:[/b]
[i]Outside the Ermed Medical Facility, Eriadu City[/i]

[blockquote]Running a hand across his moustache, the man gazed with pride at the building he was standing in front of. It stood out from everything around it?no, [i]gleamed[/i] with a pride of its own compared with its surroundings. And it was his. His alone.

Mr. Ermed, owner and financier of the Ermed Medical Facility, gave one final look of distaste to the chaos around him. It appeared that clone troopers had descended all around his hospital, questioning everyone near and far that happened to be in their way. He privately owned this medical facility, had built it from nothing, and didn't like it when government?or military forces?went scrounging around it. Some things he would prefer they not find.

Still, most of the business being done by the soldiers was concentrated outside for some reason. Since his arrival, only one squad of troopers had entered his building. Mr. Ermed had come earlier than scheduled for his daily visit, which he was now thankful for. Every day he came to check his facility, which most of the time was all in order?he smiled when he thought of the head nurse who worked tirelessly seven days a week. She always had everything in place and scheduled.

He knew that this day would be no exception.

Stepping inside, Mr. Ermed looked across the room and spotted the head nurse speaking with two creatures which, from appearance, disgusted Mr. Ermed. He paused in the entranceway, waiting until the nurse saw him.

It wasn't long before her eyes happened to look behind her and see her boss. Mr. Ermed smiled and lifted his leg to start the slow walk to the hospital station....[/blockquote]
[b]TAG: Ktala[/b]

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[b]OOC:[/b] [face_laugh][face_laugh] I couldn't resist!! [face_laugh] When I read your last line of your post, I just had to. [face_laugh] Oh boy, look what we've gotten ourselves into. ;)

 

OOC: Tyi, your ability to randomly create characters completely amazes me. I love your work.

 

OOC: Cheers, Deto. It's awesome to have that freedom in this game. Random characters are fun/ny.

 

IC: Dae-Muhr Tsun ? [100 credits] ? Eriadu, Eriadu City, Industrial District, Republic Intelligence Headquarters.
Inventory: 1 comlink, 1 electrobinoculars, 1 DC-15A blaster, 4 clips, clone trooper body armour.

Satisfied with the ensuing operation, Commander Dae-Muhr Tsun allowed himself a nervous and half-hearted smile as he watched elements of the Intelligence Division?s clone trooper forces placing the sections of the city in a complete lockdown. The expression continued to feel uncomfortable.

Several companies of clone forces were scattered across the city with a mandate to maintain crowd control while investigating civilian identities, and scouting for possible Separatist targets. Above the city, acting as the watchful eyes of the clones, were dozens of Repulsorlift Gunships, their droning and thrumming engines reverberating downwards to the busy, bustling streets below.

1st Division, of which Dae-Muhr was directly responsible, held positions between the space port and the besieged Ermed Medical Facility; 2nd and 3rd Divisions ? commanded by Captains Ulrich and Black respectively ? operated within the expanse of the Port and Morobe Districts. Literally hundreds of clones had been deployed across the massive cityscape of Eriadu City, and the eyes of the Republic HoloNet would be watching.

Secretly, Dae-Muhr had had his doubts from the beginning. The operation, directed by himself and Captains Buth?aal, Black and Ulrich, would be instrumental in establishing a Republic presence on the streets, serving to abate the disastrous guerilla attacks against government and military forces that had left a black mark on the past two days. Through Clone Commander Sake, commanding officer of the Intelligence Division?s clones and directly subordinate to Dae-Muhr, the Iktotchi at least hoped to put an end to the attacks and instill some level of public trust in the Republic?s cause. Ultimately, it?s doubtful whether the clones will identify anyone, anyway. Synthflesh and disguises are too easy to come by?

And then there was Seln Syan, the ruthless and merciless Separatist Captain who had taken over ? only a few hours ago ? from Captain Luth?aar. Word had reached Intel that Luth?aar was now dead. After escaping the Republic Detainment and Inquisition Centre during the attacks, leaving fourteen clone and civilian casualties, the Devaronian had met an untimely end in an abandoned residential block in the Morobe District. Shot front-on, six times at close range by small arms, Intel had been given a lead and had found him, but several hours too late.

With Syan in command and on the run, however, it was only a matter of time until he made contact with Pari Kotav. Unlike Luth?aar, however, Seln Syan was not stupid enough to contact the Gotal via his comlink. Dae-Muhr knew he would try something more subtle, perhaps meeting Kotav at his motel room without warning, or maybe even on the street. At any rate, he?ll be much harder to locate?

In charge of his capture was Lieutenant Shyre, the human Republic officer who had captured Luth?aar close to ten hours earlier. He and his clones were above the city in the LAAT/i Gunship, Jubilee, awaiting orders or information so that they could move in to deal with Syan.

?And with Pari Kotav located, Reyl believes that Seln Syan is only a matter of time away,? the Gand said, nodding his insectoid head sagaciously. ?With so many clone troopers on the street, there will be little room for Seln Syan to move??

Dae-Muhr nodded. It was possible that Seln Syan might be thinking likewise, and search for cover. It was also possible that he would go undercover, and emerge in several days time when the operation would be well and truly over. ?Maybe so, but we shouldn?t be too hasty. Lieutenant Shyre will contact us once he knows anything. I had Captain Newbie send him Kotav?s coordinates.?

Only fifteen minutes earlier, one of the reconnaissance gunships had reported that they had located Pari Kotav. The Gotal had been involved i

 

Titus Damasca
135 credits

Eriadu City

?Yes,? answered Titus to the first question, keeping his eyes on the skyways as he piloted. ?Yes, I was on Theed. I do not reside there?I was unfortunate enough to be caught in the invasion while in the middle of some?other work. And to the other question, no, I need no supplies. I have always been able to take care of myself. In any case, I suffered up no injuries during the attack or on the journey afterwards. And what of you? Do you come from Naboo also? Or do you work for the Republic here on Eriadu??

Tag:slumvillage, Tyi, FlamingBladeSaber, YoungAngus, DarthReven

 

IC: Je'ru Evaron -[425 Credits]-
Inventory: Vibroblade, Blaster Pistol, Nubian Commlink, Work Tools, Panka's datadisk, datapad

AirTaxi(Enroute to Eriadu Spaceport), Eriadu City

Je'ru was releifed that they had gotten out of that little situation with no problems. He was worried there for a moment but thankfully the clones let them go. The Zabrak driver had made it known that since we were carrying these supplies for the refugee's of Naboo, that he didn't have to pay a fare at all. Infact not too long ago he was one of the refugee's from Naboo himself. That right there shocked Je'ru, he didn't think anyone had left the spaceport. He must of snuck out or something. After hearing Tev ask about him on Naboo and Anaron telling them that he could have some supplies if he wanted, in which he denided. The Zabrak had asked about their involvement with the Naboo refugee's. Je'ru spoke up, hoping to not upset anyone by joining in the conversation.

"We were not hired by anyone. We are the freedom fighters from Naboo whom made it possible for us to get off that war torn planet and to Eriadu. Everyone except for him back their." Je'ru said pointing to the quiet man, who's name was still unknown to the group. "He was a refugee and had joined us after we escaped from the docking bay. The refugee's needed the medical suppplies and after that, we have to go to the Industrial sector to gather parts for the ship we came in on. We have been told it needs extensive repairs."

Je'ru turned his head to look out the window at the night lights of Eriadu and the speeders passing by. His mind wandered a little bit, to where he might of been if he had never went to Naboo. He wondered if his tribe was doing well without him. Je'ru hoped to get back to Tatooine as soon as he could but right now he couldn't abandond the refugee's or his new found friends. With the Clone's now making themselves known on Eriadu, he wondered what might be next for this planet and for this group's journey. Je'ru prayed that they would make it off Eriadu, safely but he was unsure about the whole thing. Je'ru turned his head back to his friends.

"The spaceport is usually open this time of the night, correct?"

Tag: FlamingBladeSaber, YoungAngus, DarthReven, Tyi, Winged_Jedi

 

Head Nurse
Ermed Medical Facility, Eriadu City


These pests were annoying. They would NOT go away. She heard the first one speak. "We, Miss Nurse, are in fact?"

"?nobodies," the other one was quick to interject. "But important ones. Who are on the trail of, a... uh..."

"A very dangerous person," Durl smoothly continued. "Human man, to be precise. We think he may be linked?"

"?with the bombing attempts in Eriadu's capital."

"We have authorization from, err..." The other began.

"From the Authorities. We are to handle this matter as quickly as possible using whatever means necessary." This one was still smiling.

The double talk was annoying. But it didnt keep her from her work. Her hands flew over her keyboard, quick to make up lost time. She had no time for them.

"Miss Nurse," The being called out again. She looked up, truly PAST annoyed now. These things did NOT take a hint.He now lifted his hand to the woman, as if now just pulling the item out of his robes. It was an Identification Card, complete with a stamp from the Eriadu's Security Investigation squad.

Pergy pointed the ESI symbol out. "You see? Now," the card vanished, "if you would be so kind as to answer the very simple question about this group of men?"

"One of which is the bomber," The other quickly supplied.

"?then we will be on our way. What did these men want?"

She glared at the beings. They COUDLNT POSSIBLY be this stupid. Saying nothing, she typed in a security code, for a notice. These beings had flashe ident of the Eriadu's Security Investigation squad. These beings were NOT part of that squad. SI worked much more..'undercover'. Anyone flashing a ID like that, needed to be reported. And she did, never acting as if anything was wrong. One camera turned, to take a quick pick. That should take care of them.

With a sigh, she looked up, prepared to address them again, when she saw a lone figure step thru the doowary.

Mr. Ermed!

She almost smiled with relief when she saw him. At last, order was to be restored. She nodded to the man. The reason why her schedules had to be in order. He demanded that things were kept tidy. After all, it was HIS hospital.

She quickly moved to finish her schedules, before he made it to her desk, the little creatures forgotten once again, as she sat down, and began printing out her documents.




TAG: Tyi, Anyone

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OOC: LOL!
I've created a monster!
hehe..
*Time for some FUN!*