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  1. Darth_Vaders_cousin Jedi Grand Master

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    Nov 12, 2004
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    IC: Over-Confident Over-Hyper Over-Happy Eddie

    Eddie replied int he same manner...Yes. He who giveth can also taketh away
    "Its a really neat-o process...." his voice fluxuating to be reassuring. "And I've preformed it 132 times in total with out any problems what so ever..." (Oddly enough, free will also meant the power to lie. Eddie had performed it 134 times...the two times were on a pair of mining droids...who, seeing their lazy owners, turned on all the sentients at hte facility. Luckily, Noir was able to shut them down before anybeing died...made his master a hero...but, that was years ago, It wasn't likely to happen again...)


    Tag: AI


    IC: Noir

    "Did we run background on all the security and employies? Any one who's worked for the Fat Fragger in the last 7 months? She would have to check Glax in...and she didn't get it on the planet as far as I got...So she had to be their for more than 6 months...that means she planned the hiest atleast of 6 months ago...following my logic...So maybe she worked for the guy...or knew some one who did...some being with a record...."

    Tag: Ya'll
  2. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Markus Carfax

    "Did we run background on all the security and employees? Any one who's worked for the Fat Fragger in the last 7 months? She would have to check Glax in...and she didn't get it on the planet as far as I got...So she had to be there for more than 6 months...that means she planned the heist at least of 6 months ago...following my logic...So maybe she worked for the guy...or knew some one who did...some being with a record...."

    Markus blinked. Even a superfast hacker's brain needed a couple of seconds to follow Noir's logic sometimes. In his experience (and by the alien's own admission) the Mynyersh was best at being muscle, but every so often he did give a flash of insight.

    "Well mate," he replied, "Security at this place was non-existent. I think we've more than established that. And, genius hacker though I am, I can't access high-security data like employee files without being onsite, never mind the fact that we're in hyperspace." the human turned to his twi'lek partner. "Any ideas, luv?"

    [TAG Noir, Sounil]
  3. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

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    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    IC: Sounil Mistry

    Noir's logic had seemed pretty sound, right up until Markus had pointed out that they were in hyperspace.
    Her sudden excitement at potentially making some progress on the case was like a limp balloon now. In a response to any crime, the first twenty-four hours to any crime were considered the golden hours; yet Commenor C.S.I. had wasted that, and she and the others were only being called in now?

    "Well, do what you can once we revert [to realspace]." Sounil released her harness and stood, looking round at the others. "We should start sorting out cabin space. We have bed rolls and blankets, if people need to settle down. We're not exactly built to carry passengers apart from the chairs you are occupying. Obviously, the Baron's requirement that we team up came as a surprise. Markus, take them down to Hardcastle's room. I'll get the bed rolls and join you."

    Tag: shipmates
  4. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

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    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Markus Carfax

    "Well, do what you can once we revert [to realspace]. We should start sorting out cabin space. We have bed rolls and blankets, if people need to settle down. We're not exactly built to carry passengers apart from the chairs you are occupying. Obviously, the Baron's requirement that we team up came as a surprise. Markus, take them down to Hardcastle's room. I'll get the bed rolls and join you."

    Markus also released his harness and stood up. Hardcastle the Jawa had until recently made up the third member of the crime-fighting 'clock' (Livi note: :p ) composed of equal parts hacker, kung-fu artist, jawa, and bounty hunter. The diminutive team leader had taken a sabbatical recently to visit his adopted family on Coruscant. Apparently it was a Jawa (well, a Jawa-raised-by-humans) thing.

    Allowing this train of thought to chug merrily through his brain, the human led Jin and Noir down the hall, past Sounil's room, the boxroom he was currently occupying, and down to Hardcastle's bedroom. A couple of minute's work with his trusty datapad had the burnished durasteel door open and the Jawa's roonm lay before them. Carfax shambled inside, tossed the end of his cigarra into a wastepaper bin and sparked up another, daring Jin to comment.

    "Nice and cosy in here for you two." he leered.

    [TAG Jin, Noir, Sounil]
  5. Darth_Vaders_cousin Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Nov 12, 2004
    star 5
    IC: Noir
    Somewhere en-route to Coursucant

    Noir stepped into the room. A medium sized bed sat at one wall. He immediatly called "Dibbs".
    "DIBBS-ON-THE-BED!" He shouted, making his way quickly across the room and onto the bed. This was due to the fact that on Ryloth, the team had stuck him on a couch that he had a sneaking suspicion was made with Mynerysh hide...or atleast Faux Mynerysh...which was beside the point since Mynerysh are a sentient being, and under law, can not be made into furniture, and he clearly took making him sleep on the couch as a Markus Carfax Semi-Speciest (DVC Note:Star wars form of Racist) Remark, but he later learned Markus was predjudice against just about everyone but himself and shrugged it off. Markus was definatly making less and less Myneryesh jokes...that was good.

    Noir set his bag on the bed, marking it as his territory. Normal Mynerysh would have marked it in a much-different way...and all on the "Team" should be very happy Noir was not a normal Mynerysh.

    After that, Noir turned to Markus, standing tall, his eyes squinted in that "You Son-Of-A-Hutt" way he had of squinting them, and he asked, "Where is the Mini-Bar?" He slouched back to his normal possition, a smile comming over his face, and his eyes returning to normal. He remembered back on Ryloth he'd gotten blasted out of his mind after killing the Sith Wootsa...the rest was pretty fuzzy up untill he awoke on...why...This very ship, and left to rejoin the battle.

    He walked out the door sniffing for booze...when he tilted his head a bit to one side...then to the other, like a giant dog, and turned back to Markus. "She's got a bing in the Hyperdive. I'll have a look at her when we Revert." He immediatly turned on his heels, and continued his search for something to drink.

    Tag: Livi
  6. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Markus Carfax

    Markus pointed wordlessly out of the door towards the kitchen that lay across the hall. The human had pretty fon... pretty fuzzy memories of drinking in there too, although the alcohol in his case had been medical vodka. Born and raised in a rural farming community with a long tradition of home brewing, to get Carfax properly steamrollered you needed to be incredibly good at drinking games and have a ready supply of Baarian moonshine to hand. You also needed to be prepared to drink enough to make you go blind.

    The hacker concentrated on creating a microclimate consisting mainly of t'bac smoke around himself. He could of course wander off and leave Sounil to sort out the sleeping arrangements with Jin. But then of course Jin might sort out sleeping arrangements with Sounil.

    [TAG Jin, Sounil, Noir]
  7. YoungAngus Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    May 7, 2005
    star 5
    IC Kelly Commenor

    Kelly strolled behind the other two, Varks quickly sniffed out a bar. He moved towards it like two opposite maganites. Kelly followed.

    'Im not shure if this is the Port's Authorities Manifestation Office...'

    The way Varks drank, and Ekoth ate it seemed this place would be Kelly's tomb, he stared down some beings as his companions went to the bartender. Kelly leaned against the wall, and scanned the dim, dingy bar.

    He soon saw something that caught his attention, his only weakness; a beautiful woman. Kelly in his confident cocky manner went towards her and took a seat.

    'Since when do they allow angel's in a place like this?'

    She gave him a blank stare. Kelly grinned.

    'Allow me to buy you something.'

    The woman continued to stare at him, then a small grin spread accross her face.

    Kelly felt a grasp at his shoulder, he was lifted into the air, and hurled towards a table. He looked up and saw a giant man, coming towards him. His left eye had a patch, and his bald head had a huge scar coming accross it. Kelly struggled to lift himself up, when the man thrust his leg into his stomach.

    'Ahh...'

    The giant beastly attacker went to a table, lifted it high above Kelly's head. Acting quickly he drew his trusty blaster, and fired on shot into the man's chest. He dropped the table, and fell to his knees. Kelly stood and brushed himself off. He looked towards the woman, who was in complete shock that her boyfriend was killed.

    'Now how bout that drink?'

    TAG-Ekoth, Varks
  8. slumvillage Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jun 16, 2005
    star 2
    IC: Ekoth, Commenor
    Corillian's Wayward Lovetree


    Ekoth turned around, wondering what all the commoction was in the background. Of course after finishing his dewback feets which tasted oh so lovely to giant fur ball. His eyes became fixated on a beautiful ladie, crying her eyes out and kneeling on the ground. With further inspection, Ekoth saw that it was a man on the ground, he was a pretty big man himself. He might of been able to rival a wookiee in strenght, but Ekoth laughed that thought off. The wookiee then moved his eyes to his left, seeing Kelly blowing the smoke off of his blaster, placing it back in his holster. Ekoth turned back to Varks who sat next to him.

    [I think this is the time where we 'ditch'!] He told him in shirrywook.

    Not even thinking to wait for Varks, Ekoth made his way towards his partner Kelly. He figured Varks would not be to far behind. The twi'lek wouldn't be to anamored about doing kitchen duty for the rest of the day and most of the night to pay for everything. While getting closer to the beared human, Ekoth quickly swiped a bottle of what appeared to be some of Corillia's finest beer. Once reaching Kelly, Ekoth handed him the brew and proceed to escort him out of the wayward lovetree.

    [You can have your drink outside, come on.] Ekoth told him, knowing very well he didn't know what he was saying.


    Tag ~ Tyi, YoungAngus
  9. Darth_Vaders_cousin Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Nov 12, 2004
    star 5
    IC: Noir

    One thing Noir had learned on his trip aroudn the galaxy was how to mix drinks...especialy illegal ones...like the one he was mixing now.

    He rushed to the main room again, Grabbing a 2 pound gas canister, what looked to be a Rancor tooth, and a small bag of white powder.

    He mixed thr drink slowly and carefully, using the recipe below...


    Juice from 1 bottle of Ol? Janx Spirit

    Combine with a measure of water from the sea?s of Mon Calamari

    3 cubes of Gamorrean Mega-Gin melted into the mixture. (Note: Must be properly frozen in order to retain benzene.)

    4 liters of Dagobahian Marsh Gas

    Use the back of a Cortosis spoon to float a measure of Klatooinian Hypermint Extract

    Drop in a tooth from a Rancor and watch it dissolve

    Sprinkle with spice

    Add an olive


    He finished the drink, Returning the canister of Dagobahian Marsh Gas, and the small bag of "Powder" to his bag.

    He held the Martini glass that held the slightly greenish drink in his upper right hand, and walked to the main cabin once more, a slight smoke comming from the glass. He was holding an highly flamible and unstable drink in his hand with out the slightest problem.

    He ate the olive quickly...he could tell the meer eating of the olive was affecting him, after all, the Inter-Galactic Gargleblaster was the most potent drink in the Universe Noir had ever heard of....

    He slowly sipped on the drink as he stood with he others in the main cabin.

    Tag: Any...
  10. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    OOC: Noir set his bag on the bed, marking it as his territory. Normal Mynerysh would have marked it in a much-different way...and all on the "Team" should be very happy Noir was not a normal Mynerysh.

    [face_laugh]
  11. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    OOC: Emough with the Hitch-hiker's references already DVC! I understand that you like it but.... it's getting a tad overhwelming! [face_tired] Please?
  12. Darth_Vaders_cousin Jedi Grand Master

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    Nov 12, 2004
    star 5
    OOC: Alright...I admit, that one was a tad bit overboard. I'll try to keep it to only like...5 a post :p Seriosly, I'll keep it minimal.

  13. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    OOC: Thanks DVC. 'Preciate it :) .
  14. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    IC: Sounil Mistry

    Arms full of rolled blankets and other stuff, she found herself waddling after Noir as he emerged from the kitchen area, nursing a steaming glass.

    Whatever it was doing to his Myneyrsh sensibilities, he didn't notice her struggling with the bed-ware. Some agent.

    She arrived at Hardcastle's cabin just after he did, and noticed a valise on the only bed, rumpling the neat sheets she had made on the way to Commenor. She felt her lekku twitch in anger. She never used her brain tails to communicate deliberately, but they still reacted to her moods.

    "Who the frag put that on Agent Hardcastle's bed!" she demanded sternly.

    Tag: Noir, Jin, Markus
  15. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Markus Carfax

    Faced with the wrath of Sounil Mistry, brain tails doing an angry little dance above the mounds of blankets she was carrying, what tiny loyalty Markus felt towards Noir evaporated. Though sorely tempted to frame Jin, he pointed at Noir.

    Hey, the Mynyersh had just used up the last Janx Spirit to make his little drink (Markus had tried an Intergalactic Gargle Blaster once. He found it rather mild).

    [TAG Sounil, Noir, Jin]
  16. Darth_Vaders_cousin Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Nov 12, 2004
    star 5
    IC: Noir
    Last Bolt

    Noir...Inegreated as he was...Could tell Sounil was pissed...at what he was unsure...

    "Heeeeey Sounil" He finished the drink and tossed the glass onto the bed. "You kina lookin' Angry? Whas eaten ya love?"

    Tag: Sounil
  17. Tyi-Maet_Nefer Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Jun 17, 2005
    star 6
    OOC: dine'n'ditch [face_laugh] I love it! :D

    He moved towards it like two opposite maganites. / The way Varks drank, and Ekoth ate it seemed this place would be Kelly's tomb... [face_laugh] [face_laugh]

    IC as Varksst'illio - Commenor:
    Corellian's Wayward Lovetree

    His stomach lost in horror at the actual sight of dewback feet, mind obsessed with finding Sandiego, and throat relishing in the sweet pop and fizz of the Bantha Blaster drink he was enjoying; the commotion behind him didn't even register at first. Licking the last of the fizzing flavour from the edge of his glass, Varks' first indication was when Ekoth leaned over and whispered it was time to implicate his plan.

    Which meant that they should be leaving this bar... right... about....

    Now.

    The Twi'lek wasted no time?actually, that was wrong. He joined in with Ekoth and swiped the glass from in front of a surprised rodent-like creature one stool away. The following gibberish that was hurled in his direction in the form of whatever language was the creature's native tongue caused Varks to throw his own empty glass back towards the thing. Downing the remainder of what was in his newly acquired glass, he sadly found that it was only about half full. I suppose Ekoth said only to have one and a half, his mind conceded.

    Lekku and cape flailing behind him in full flight, Varks left the unconscious rodent-like creature on the ground, smashed glass beside his bloodied head. Don't they know how to catch? Sprinting past his two friends, he was the first to come upon the bar's exit door.

    And the burly guard standing in front of their freedom.

    The Twi'lek made no hesitation. He had seen this work before... somewhere. Where, his mind was hazy. It came to him that it was probably a relatively recent event.

    Without breaking stride, he put his plan into effect.

    And hurled his stolen drink glass at the guards' head.

    Stopping by the exit, he ushered Ekoth and Kelly outside, glancing at the ground as he jumped out the door himself. A picture of a unconscious man, with a shattered drink glass beside his head that had an ever growing blood mark on it was what he saw. It seemed awfully familiar.

    Varks shook his head, ridding himself of his forgotten thoughts and motioned to his friends that they should keep moving. They continued to run down to the end of the street and Varks led them then to the right. His eyes glanced longingly back at the swiped bottle he spotted in the big Wookiee's hands, but told himself to concentrate on the directions he had to remember.

    Slowing to a walk on the street they were in, Varks found that they had arrived at a busy intersection. He paused, trying to remember where to go. Something clicked in his mind. Da?Daddy? ...is that you? A more recent memory clicked and Varks remembered that they needed to go left at this time. Going in the desired direction, he soon found a sign indicating that they had indeed found the Port Authority Manifest Office. He stepped inside, the brighter light of the office causing his lekku to twitch.

    He swaggered up to a person who looked like they knew what they were doing. "Miss!! Miss?" He repeated more kindly. "I?I think we're after a criminal? Could... could... could you help us finds her?"

    TAG: slumvillage, YoungAngus, Sai-Mera_Saa!/>
  18. slumvillage Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jun 16, 2005
    star 2
    IC: Ekoth, Commenor
    Port Authority Manifest Office


    With a quickness never seen before by the wookiee, Varks blew pat Kelly and Ekoth towards the front door. Ekoth just proceeded to follow, as it was the only way out. They had to get out fast aswell, he could hear the bartender screaming in the background for them to get back. For maybe it was for some help as Kelly had just shot somebody in cold blood, the wookiee really couldn't understand her as he kept making his way towards the exit.

    Without hesitation, Varks hurled a glass of beer right at the hefty guards head, knocking him to the ground and giving them an excellent exit plan. In Ekoth's head, he thought he would of had to take out the big ole bodyguard that was standing in their way but it seems he was not that tough as Ekoth once thought.

    Looks can be decieving. He thought, as he just had witnessed an unremarkable speed from his twi'lek buddy, and a very intimidating bodyguard get dropped by one bottle of beer. Making it outside of the Lovetree, without stopping they kept moving following Varks lead as he knew where the Port Authorities Manifest Office was at, or so Ekoth thought. Remembering back to when the bartender told him the directions, Ekoth was not listening at all. All big furry lug could think about was food and the smell of it.

    Finally easing the adrenerline rush that had just experinced, the three bounty hunters came to busy intersection. Ekoth wanted to continue running, to continue the rush of energy that he felt. He always loved the rush of a battle or just doing something exicting which is why he left Kashyyyk in the first place. As they stopped, he looked around at all the beings walking to or from work through the intersection.

    Mindless drones. He thought, referring to all the business suits he was seeing on different types of species. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Varks head off to his left. Ekoth turned his attention away from the suits and followed once again. Soon they made it their destination and walked inside. Varks began stuttering and Ekoth couldn't help but shake his head. He knew he shouldn't of let Varks drink that much. He moved infront of the word stumbling twi'lek and began talking to the front desk clerk of the Office.

    [Um, nevermind my friend here. He seems to have hit his head.] Ekoth smiled and laughed but got back down to business. [We are looking for the theif called Carmen Sandiego, you may know her?]


    Tag ~ Tyi, YoungAngus, Sai!
  19. YoungAngus Jedi Youngling

    Member Since:
    May 7, 2005
    star 5
    IC Kelly Commenor Bar

    In a quick dash Varks zoomed past Ekoth and Kelly, soon Ekoth followed. Kelly looked down at the mourning woman.

    'Call me sometime...or something.'

    A loud crash was heard. Kelly looked up, and saw a giant burley man laying on the ground. Ekoth, and Varks were halfway out the door. Kelly soon sprinted towards them. He ran out of the Bar into the outside of Commenor. His companions were halfway down the sidewalk. Kelly struggled to catch up to them, his blaster bounced back and forth against his leg as he sprinted past people. They finally came to a halt, Kelly caught up; breathing heavily he entered a building.

    Varks strolled to the clerk at the desk, the alcohol strongly influenced his speech. Ekoth soon interupted with a loud growl. Kelly shook his head, and walked to the clerk. He pushed Varks aside, and leaned on the desk.

    'What they are trying to ask is, if you by any chance have any information on the thief, Carmen San Diego. Anything regarding the latest hesit on the Casino would be helpful.'

    TAG-Varks, Ekoth, SAI
  20. Sai-Mera_Saa Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 18, 2002
    star 4
    OOC: Great work everyone. I've had a tough few days, but I'll be back with more plot points tomorrow.

    IC: Depo Delpa

    Port Authority Manifest Office, Menor City, Commenor

    Depo Delpa looked across the counter without surprise, resigned now to the continual stream of oddities the day was bringing her. She applied a warm smile and stood patiently while the three beings before her tried to get their question straight. By the end of it, she more or less understood that they were looking for Carmen Sandiego - which was no great surprise considering that her last half dozen visitors had been searching for the same woman. Clearly this group had been stumbling through a difficult day, so to ease matters, she got straight to the point.

    "Ah yes, another bunch of investigators. You're lucky - we've actually stumbled upon some record of this character because of all the queries we've been getting lately." She paused to bring up some information on a monitor.

    "Apparently this Sandiego left a stuffed mynock for that fat baron to find. Some people over at the lab told us that...ah, dead creatures, are usually shipped in containers marked 'Xenobiological Hazard'. In the past three weeks, only one item with that marking has come through - a large, reinforced box that was sent from Bela Vistal, Corellia. I can't narrow it down any more than that from this end, but perhaps that will help you."

    Depo smiled again and then, as an afterthought, flicked on a small squat box that sat atop the counter. The box blinked for a moment and then began to speak.

    "Greetings, I am F4-T3 - protocol and translations specialist. I can readily interpret over seven million linguistic systems. It is my destiny to serve you."
    Tag: Tyi, slumvillage, YoungAngus

    OOC: slumvillage - feel free to use the droid if it helps, or leave him to me - I don't mind either way.
  21. slumvillage Jedi Knight

    Member Since:
    Jun 16, 2005
    star 2
    IC: Ekoth, Commenor
    Port Authority Manifest Office


    Ekoth was to hear what the human women was telling them. That the mynock was shipped in from Corellia. In fact it was some great news, as now all signs were pointing to the ship manufacturing planet as to where the thief was. Then the lady, brought up a translation droid. It said it was it's destiny to serve.

    Ekoth looked at the small droid strangely. He was curious how something so little could understand so much, he had never seen anything like it. He reached a hand out to touch it, and it did not scare away like most beings, sentinet or mechincal alike would do in the presence of a wookiee. Ekoth gave out a questioning growl. The droid responed back.

    "Yes, as I said can interpret over seven million languages known to the galaxy." F4-T3 told him. "Even shirrywook."

    The big hairy lug was amazed, he had never seen or heard anything like it. It was a beautiful golden color, and it hovered in the air with ease. His mind wandered to thinking about owning such a thing, but it wasn't his. He thought about stealing it, but the droid would probably not comply, and he would surely get the group in trouble by stealing such a thing from a respectable business such as this one. His attention turned back to the human women working the desk. He asked a question towards her with a wookiee growl.

    "He asks as to where he could be able to purchase one of myself, Depo." The linguistics droid told her.

  22. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    Absent crewperson's cabin, aboard the 'Last Bolt'. Hyperspace.

    IC: Sounil Mistry

    She simmered at the blue agent's response, and glared at the tipsy being.

    "That is Detective Hardcastle's bunk. Though he is not here, it is still his. You and Jin can use the cabin, so we don't have to trip over you in the corridor, but you are using the deck."

    She opened her arms, releasing the bed stuff to hit the floor, punctuating her point.

    Tag: crewmates. Ahoy, etcetera.
  23. Sai-Mera_Saa Jedi Master

    Member Since:
    Apr 18, 2002
    star 4
    IC: Depo Delpa

    Port Authority Manifest Office, Menor City, Commenor

    Depo's eyes opened wide as she watched the exchange. Covering her mouth she almost laughed and then settled for breaking into a wide smile instead.

    "Well my Wookiee friend, as far as I know Fate is unique. He arrived one day in a package that was never claimed and I've kept him around to help translate ever since. I call him Fate because of his designation and because he always begins with: 'I am sorry, it is not my destiny to serve you.' I don't know what you did, but he's never said the opposite before."

    She scratched her brow in thought. "We get so few customers in here that Fate is really wasted sitting on the service counter. What I really need is for those impound orders that got slapped on after that theft to be lifted. I'm due to retire at the end of the week, but until my customers are able to collect their packages, I have to stay. If you can convince the Port Authority to lift those orders, then I'll let you...ah, officially claim Fate." She smiled. "How's that sound."

    A voice hovering above the counter responded. "Like destiny."
    Tag: slumvillage
  24. Livi-Wan Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Sep 29, 2002
    star 4
    Markus Carfax

    Markus watched Noir's telling off with cynical glee. Him and his droid were, though valuable, a fragging nuisance sometimes. And the Mynyersh just couldn't handle his liquor.

    "You tell 'im, luv." he smirked.

    [TAG Sounil, Noir]
  25. Sith-I-5 Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Aug 14, 2002
    star 5
    Aboard the 'Last Bolt'.

    Sounil rounded on the lanky human.

    "And you should have said something!"

    Tag: crewmates.
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