SWRPF Archive The Machine Wars - (a Star Wars/Terminator crossover)

IC ~ Kharz

Kharz shut off the speeder, keeping an eye out for anything that would be hostile.

"R3, keep your sensors active for any movement, droid or otherwise, that isn't our own, if anything is detected, make that sound, k?" Kharz said to his droid as he finished equiping himself, and disembarked from his speeder. The desert was cool today, probably some nice cooler weather system moving in, but that wasn't what got to Kharz. There was an utter lack of the destruction, or death that had been spoken of. Not even signs of a struggle, at least not out here.

"It's a moisture farm, probably were downed and outed in the homestead, shame..." Kharz commented, readying his blaster and proceeding forwards to the entrance to the homestead. There were npo signs of forced entry, son either the droids were skilled enough to find their way in, or the farmers were stupid enough to let them in, in some way or form.

"K, it seems safe to move in, so, who wants to enter first?" Kharz says as he peers inside from where he stood. He remembered that his brother had just had a son named Skarlin, and was curious as to how his nephew would grow up, expecially with a cousin like Khan. "Or should I go in then?"

Tag ~ All present

 

IC: Sofia "Sparrow" Mason
Moisture Farm


As she got out of the speeder, Sofia slung her large rifle off her shoulder.
She had it reading in her hands as she looked around at the small group of structures.

"For once," she said slowly, "I agree with Screamer. It's just too quiet and still here. Something isn't right, you can feel it in the air."

She approached one of the small buildings. She had no idea what it might be, the buildings were as different here as everything else they'd encountered. It could be a garage or it could be an outhouse for all Sofia knew.


TAG: any

 

IC: Fincher, Thornton, Dunlop, Miyano
Ignacio homestead

One of the alien people that drove the hovering vehicle walked over to what appeared to be the front door. He then asked who was going in.

Finch stepped over toward him and said, "Let one of us go in first. We know what the Terminators look like."

Then a somewhat high-pitched voice came from around the strange structure. "Oh, dear me!" A protocol droid came wattling toward them.

Startled by the dark gray humanoid robot, Miyano swung his weapon around and started shooting at it. At first glance, he thought it might be a Terminator.

"Whoa! Whoa!" Finch yelled, stopping Miyano from firing anymore rounds.

The gray protocol droid fell into the sand, it's left arm severed off from the bullets and it's chest riddled with bullet holes. "Oh, help me! Someone help!" the droid screamed.

TAG: Those at Ignacio moisture farm...

 

GM APPROVED!!!

Human Resistance

Name: Nate Wilson

Codename/Nickname: Gramps

Age: 51

Gender: Male

Nationality: American, African

Specialty: Demolition/ Communications Expert/Hacker

Appearance: Standing at 6?5 Nate is a giant of a man, with iron grey hair that goes down to the back of his neck. He has one hazel brown eye, and his missing the other?and is wearing an eye patch because of it, though even with it the scar marks show on that side of the face. His face makes him almost look like a man in his late sixties but his body looks like its in its early forties. He weighs 270, and is nearly all muscle?though some fat is there as well.

Short Bio: Nate fought this war since the beginning, ever since holocaust began. Despite his advanced age he always fought on the Nate has always fought on the frontlines, trading blows with mankind?s robot foes. Some think he has a death wish. They?d be right

Before Skynet was put online, he worked as a programmer working for Google, and was thirty pounds heavier than he is now. He was soft then. And his family was killed because of it, when the first Terminators where sent to hunt for survivors. He dragged his family behind, not used to continued strain and exercise needed to escape to uninhabited areas where they could hide. While taking another break, a Terminator gunned down his family, but ran out of ammunition before getting around to him. Since that day, he has dedicated his life to the Effort.

Anything else to add: Carries around Wild 7 cigarettes with him, a picture of him and his family on their trip to Japan, as well as a sawed of shotgun for up and close combat.

 

Screamer
-Tatooine

If Miyano had not shot so fast, than Screamer would have demolished the robot.

"I'm sorry, I can't understand what you're saying so I can't help you.

He then turned to Finch, after realizing that he had just pointed out that he knew what the droid was saying. "Obviously this thing is pathetic, the arm came right off."

Using tatical progression, Screamer sneaked up, grabbed the machine by the ankle and dragged it back to the group, then put the barrel of his rifle on its head.

"How can we help you, sir?"

Tag: Team

 

IC: Korr
Ignacio homestead - Tatooine


As soon as one of the humans shot the protocol droid, Beenine let out a sharp whistle. He was practically dancing on his feet as he told Korr exactly how upset he was.

It didn't help when one of the other humans grabbed the droid and put his weapon to its head. That could seriously damage it.

Korr had seen enough. He grabbed his carbine and jumped out of the speeder. "Let him go, now," he said, other hand hovering over his blaster gun. Wolf stepped up beside him, having picked up on his tension and growled at the humans around the droid. "Here we have a source of information and you want to blast it into oblivion? What's that all about?"

He turned to Finch, their leader. "I think your men have just proven you lot shouldn't be the ones to go inside. That's only a protocol droid, for the love of the gods and I bet you don't know the first thing about a moisture farm either. Do you even know most of it is underground? Maybe you better face the fact that you're in way over your head here and let me and Karz take that look around, it'll be safer for everyone."

He turned to the protocol droid. "Don't worry, I won't let them harm you any further and Beenine overthere can fix you just fine. Now tell us why this place seems to be abandoned."


TAG: everyone around

 

Screamer
-Tatooine

Screamer said, "Um, maybe because this might be a terminator and he killed everyone inside. I'm taking precautions. Lower your weapon. I don't like when guns are being pointed at me, makes me want to pull my trigger, y'know?"

The man looked at Korr and, seeing that the man obviously had more knowledge than them about this world, pointed his gun away from the droid. "See? Happy?" It really wasn't a threat, but that did not mean that it could not have been, as well. He was just being cautious.

"And I'll be damned if I don't go inside. You've never fought terminators to the degree we have. So, you would be in over your head without us."

Tag: Farm

 

IC: Sofia "Sparrow" Mason
Ignacio Homestead- Tatooine


The sudden sight of the droid made Sofia jump, but she didn't freak out like Eddie or act like a moron like Screamer.

"Usted idiotas!" Sofia stepped up behind both of them, slapping each guy round the back of the head. "Do you really think that if it had been a Terminator it would have made a racket like that?"

She looked at the droid. It was very...panicky. She wasn't entirely sure what a machine like this could be for.

"I think your men have just proven you lot shouldn't be the ones to go inside. That's only a protocol droid, for the love of the gods and I bet you don't know the first thing about a moisture farm either. Do you even know most of it is underground? Maybe you better face the fact that you're in way over your head here and let me and Karz take that look around, it'll be safer for everyone."

The whole operation was going south before they'd even done anything. Sofia grunted in frustration at her team mates and Korr's words.

"Look, it was an accident alright? Eddie panicked and Screamer is just a jerk when he's got a gun in his hands, which is all the time. And do you not get that we're not from this stupid planet? we don't know any dang thing about "protocol droids" or "moisture farms". And as for being over our heads, ok so we're on unfamiliar ground but if a Terminator is in there you'll need us. You will need us because otherwise you will die."

She let out a long breath. It had felt good to vent.

"Sorry. Let's just ask this droid what he knows."

TAG: any at farm

 

Screamer
-Tatooine

Screamer rubbed the back of his head. Sofi was right, he was kind of a jerk, but blame it on the terminators.

"Sorry Sofi," He grunted as he pulled the droid up and onto his shoulders. "Okay, so who can fix this thing?"

Tag: Farm

 

IC: Sofia "Sparrow" Mason


""Sparrow" Screamer, or "Sofia" if you have to. Not "Sofi"." She growled slightly. Her parents had called her "Sofi" and didn't like anyone calling her that unless if she knew them really well. Screamer was ok when he wasn't being a jerk, but they didn't know each other as well as she knew others such as Finch.

She glaned over at Korr.

"So your little droid can fix him up?"

TAG: any

 

IC: Korr
Ignacio homestead


"Yeah, Beenine can fix him," Korr told the woman as he took his hand from his gun. At least the trigger-happy idiot had lowered his weapon, away from the droid. Beside him, Wolf had gone quiet, but stayed alert, his eyes following every move of the humans.

"And believe me, lady, I'm well aware of the fact that you're not from around here, your friends demonstrated that plain as day. It's why I don't think you're right for the job. You say we don't know what a Terminator can do, but all you've given us is information that they are some kind of battle droids. And no offence, but nothing any of you have said has given me prove that they're worse than some of the battle droids I've encountered before."

Again he remembered the one droidekas that had whiped out the whole crew of the pirate ship he had signed on when he was tracing the slavers who had cost him his family. It had been sheer luck that he had escaped. He didn't think these Terminators could be worse, but just in case he took his carbine in both hands, ready to use it.

"You haven't told us a thing about the weapons they have, or even if they're shielded." He raised one eyebrow at her. "That's if you even know what a shield is?"


TAG: everyone around

 

Teek'ra Eda

The ship didn't move, Either no one was paying attention outside the ship, or nobody cared. It didn't really matter to Teek'ra, the adrenalin, the excitement, the remnant of to much alcohol, it clouded his judgment. Most Echani had a decent tolerance to alcohol, what with the abundance of Echani Wine they drank in celebrations. But Teek'ra was not most Echani, at least in that regard.

He turned the speeder into a left arc, thin with a sharp turn the Utility speeder turned nearly 180 degrees angeling itself towards the open hatch of the ship, and the weight of the supplies causing it to tilt heavily to one side before it stabilized. Teek eyed the ship and hatch as he placed his right hand on the altitude control of the speeder.

He pressed his foot down on the accelerator, the speeder increasing speed from zero to sixty in a matter of seconds. He dialed the altitude down lining himself up just under with the deck of the ship, not in line the ramp. He'd need the height to get inside if the ship started to raise its ramp. The small grin on the Echani's face turned into a broad smile, ?Time to crash the party.?

Tag: Sith-I-5

 

IC: Mitch Nifesta, Last Bolt AI, the Darth Unlucky.
Location: desert


Distracted by the madman with the lightsabre trying to cut his way into the vessel?s cockpit, the Last Bolt did not notice the utility airspeeder coming along fast.

* * * *

DING

Mitch stepped into the arrived turbolift, distractedly knuckled the button for the top deck, and turned to face the now closing door.

After a second, his gaze focussed, beyond the door, beyond the boarding hatch, and across the dry Tatooine air, at that speeder he had seen earlier.

What the hell-?

With one smooth motion, he swept the lower part of his tan robes aside, brought up his long black DC-15 plasma rifle, and got a bead on the cabin of the rapidly approaching vehicle, then just as his trigger finger depressed the fire button, the closing door nudged the barrel, the energy shot exploding into the dark wall to the left of the hatch, the brief spurt of flame barely illuminating the dark foyer.

?Last Bolt!? The twi?lek called out in desperation, ?Collision alert!?

But we aren?t moving! The computer sing-songed back, its voice echoing all over the ship.

?And that would be kind of the point.? Mitch hastily withdrew the gun so that the lift could seal, and backed up, though he knew neither move would be of any protection if the crazy pilot had no plans to stop on arrival. ?Shields up, double front and take evasive action!?

Acknowledged.

The burgundy-coloured vessel fired manouvering thrusters and banked hard to port, eg. to its? left and downwards, and to the speeder pilot?s right ? about 4 o?clock, if he had the sort of chronometer that the Earth people were used to.

Inside the ship, Kibeena lost his grip on his lightsabre and fell across the Navigation Console, while his blade amused itself in the smoking blast door; and inside the turbolift, Mitch's shoulder rammed the left wall.

Around him, and not caring one way or the other, the turbolift moved, heading the four decks up towards the bridge.

Tag: Kahn Iceay

 

IC: ...
Earth, then to Tatooine

After learning that a team had jumped through the portal without him, Nate Wilson wanted John Conner, leader of the Resistance, to send him along as well.

John Conner hesitated. But he knew that Wilson's skills and experience would help the team. So he agreed to send Wilson through.

While the Human Resistance had slowly taken over the Skynet base in which they stood, Conner activated the portal, sending Nate Wilson to...who knows where.

- - - - -

The last thing he knew, Nate was standing on the glowing platform. There was a white flash and then he found himself in a hot desert. A very strange desert. One that appeared to have two suns.

He would no doubt feel some pain and/or disorientation from the jump, but at least he still had his clothes and his weapons and equipment.

There didn't seem to be anything in either direction. But, there was a trail in the sand, about the width of a car. The sand had been pushed aside, as if something had "hovered" over it.

TAG: ManinBlack...

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[b]IC: Finch, Thornton, Miyano, Dunlop, and the protocol droid
Ignacio homestead[/b]

Finch walked over to the group. "Okay, you guys have a point. We can split up our team...from Earth...and take one of you guys down there with us." He pointed at the aliens. "We will need somebody to guide us through this underground farm."

"N-no! I would strongly recommend you do not go down there," the droid said in it's almost feminine voice.

"Why?" Michelle Thornton asked it.

"There are some bad droids down there," the droid continued. "They- They did something to me... Oh dear. It's awful."

Eddie Miyano picked up the droids arm that he blew off and carried it over to them.

"What did they do? Tell us, machine." Finch was getting impatient.

"They tore me apart and...dear me...they, they altered my inner workings." Even though it was a robot, the thing sounded like it was scared.

"How so?" Finch questioned.

"With..." the droid started, "weapons." Suddenly, the arm that was still attached began buzzing as panels unfolded from it. A small laser cannon popped out of the protocol droid's forearm and began firing at the team. "I can't control it!" the droid yelled.

[b]TAG: All at the farm...[/b]

 

Screamer
-Tatooine

He had tried to warn them and now their were lasers and bullets flying. Screamer grabbed Sofia and pulled out of the line of fire, before firing a horizontal path that would cut the droid's arm off. Then he aimed his rifle to the droid's head, to blow its head off.

Damn, he hated terminators.

Tag: Team

 

IC ~ Kharz

Kharz saw the droid wattle out, and explain itself, only to unleash a blaster on the group. Kharz pulled his EMP launcher and shot the droid faster than Screamer could, forcing it's entire system functions to shut down.

"No need to destroy the innocent, eh?" Kharz remarked, looking towards the doorway as he pulled his toolcase from the hovercraft. "Now to see to fix our little frieind here...R-3, keep that scanner open, we know there's something in that homestead. You, screamer, take this weapon, it'll serve better." Kharz went on to repair the poor protocol droid, muttering under his breath.

"Damn other--worldly droids, programmed in such odd ways, reprogramming, and redesign others of it's own kind...." He continued grumbling, hoping that Korr had a better idea of how to combat this issue.

TAG ~ All present

 

IC: Sofia "Sparrow" Mason
Ignacio Homestead


Pushing herself up from where Screamer had pushed her out of the line of fire, Sofia mumbled a thanks and turned to Kharz.

"Does the droid have some kind of computer brain? Could you get any information from it without it trying to kill us again?"

Looking around she saw one of the entrances to the underground part of the farm. Would it be large rooms down there or tunnels. Either way they didn't need her starting to panic.

"Finch, how about if I stay up here to keep look out whilst you go downside? Need someone to keep lookout"

TAG: any

 

IC: Korr
Homestead


Korr had aimed his carbine when the laser canon appeared, but Karz was quicker with his EMP launcher.

He stepped closer, looking down on the working Squib.

"Damn other--worldly droids,? he heard him muttering, ?programmed in such odd ways, reprogramming, and redesign others of it's own kind...."

He agreed with the sentiments. And he liked that Karz seemed to know what he was doing. If it came to technology, he didn?t get farther than the basic repairs on his ship. Luckily he had Beenine for the more complicated stuff.

"Does the droid have some kind of computer brain? Could you get any information from it without it trying to kill us again?" Sofia asked. "Finch, how about if I stay up here to keep look out whilst you go downside? Need someone to keep lookout"

?It would be good if someone covered Karz? back while he?s working on it as well," Korr said. "Since I?m not good at tech stuff and he clearly is, I think I better be the one who comes down with you lot. But I think we have a major problem here.?

He turned to Karz. ?The droid said he couldn?t control the blasted thing. Can you find out what made it go of?? he asked. ?Was it autotriggered or something? Or was it controlled from an outside source? Because that would mean they know we?re here.?

And he didn?t like that idea one bit.


TAG: anyone

 

IC: Skynet
Location: (unknown)

The artificial intelligence had been watching things unfold through the eyes of the protocol droid. The video images were replaying over and over again. Then it stopped and zoomed in on the face of one of the humans.

Scanning the flat 2D image of the face and trying to reconstruct it in 3 dimensions, it ran through it's memory banks. Withing seconds, the results came up.

Fincher, William -

Known associate of Conner, John -

Priority Level - High

The protocol droids mind should have been wiped. It warned the humans of what was occurring. A mistake in this new galaxy that will not happen again.

When it recognized Fincher, William, it activated the cannons installed in the droids arms. Shooting started, and the droid's vision went blank. The connection to the protocol droid was immediately severed so that it could not be traced, should the humans try to track it down.

Fincher, William must have traveled through the portal. That was not good news. But, the situation would soon be taken care of...

TAG: no one...

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[b]IC: Fincher, Miyano, Thornton, Dunlop
Ignacio homestead[/b]

Finch watched as Kharz began repairing the droid. That EMP gun-thing he had worked pretty well...but he wondered if it would work on a Terminator.

Then Sofia suggested she stay topside as a lookout. "Right. We've all got our earpieces so we can stay in contact with each other. Well, at least us humans, anyway." The aliens didn't have any way to keep in contact with the humans. But they would be together, so it wouldn't matter.

Then Korr spoke up, [i]"... Since I?m not good at tech stuff and he clearly is, I think I better be the one who comes down with you lot. ..."[/i]

"Yeah, we'll be safer having one of you guys come with us," Fincher responded, not knowing what this underground farm would be like. He turned to his team, "Dunlop, Miyano. You guys stay up here with Sparrow and Kharz. The rest of you come with me."

Finch paused and glanced at the dog-like creature. Remembering that back on his planet, dog's were able to sniff out Terminators disguised as humans. It worked as a great "early warning" system. He wondered if this dog creature could do the same thing. Finch turned to the aliens. "Hey. You mind if we take that dog creature with us? A similar animal on our world helped us find Terminators."

[b]TAG: All at the homestead...[/b]

 

IC ~ Kharz

Kharz nodded blankly to the request of seeing what was the cause of the attack.

"Oi, R3, fetch me that pad there, yeah that one." Kharz hooked the holopad to the droids shut down processor. After a little bit of fiddling, along with the deattachment of the blaster, Kharz checked the holopad. "Well, whatever caused it to do that was an outside source, but has disconneted. My geuss, mainly due to the way it was rigged, I could only assume that it was a powerful signal."

A couple more twists of the wrist and rewirings, Kharz removed the transistor that had been directing control to the droid. Looking at the droid and his holopad, he determined the droid to be safe enough to reactivate. He flipped the switch, turning on the droid, allowing it to go into it's introduction sub-routine, and look around quizzically. "There, all fixed, or whatever. Blasted "Terminators", I really don't to find myself doing this often. Interesting how they managed to adapt to our level of technology so quickly, it was excedingly quick, and obviously dangerous." Kharz commented, holstering his wrench, and looking towards the homestead's entrance. If these terminators could adapt so quickly, Kharz was afraid that he'd have to pull some more...extreme messures. "I'll get one of those droids, no matter how difficult..." Kharz muttered under his breath.

Tag ~ All present

 

IC: Korr
Moisture farm

"Hey. You mind if we take that dog creature with us? A similar animal on our world helped us find Terminators."

Korr looked at Wolf, who had wandered a little away from them and was now standing at the rim of the moisture farm?s central pit, looking down, lips curled back to show his teeth. His whole stance radiated tension to Korr and he wondered if the wardog sensed something down there. The animal hadn?t given him a warning though, so whatever it was, Wolf wasn?t sure about it. Yet.

?I don?t know ?dogs?, but Wolf is a very good hunter,? he said. ?I just don?t think there?ll be all that much hunting needed at a moisture farm. It won?t be a maze down there.? He stepped up to the rim and looked down as well. ?The living quarters will be there, around the pit.? He pointed to the low dome further away, its flat roof partly risen above the sand. ?And my guess is that the gardens will be underneath that. It?ll give the crop a bit of natural light.? Looking around and seeing more unnatural bumps in the sand, he shrugged. ?I don?t know how big it?ll be down there though. Never been interested in farming myself, so I?ve never taken a tour the time I visited one.?

He?d never been interested into any kind of settling after he lost his family. And especially not on a planet as dismal as Tatooine.

He looked at Wolf again. It worried him to take the wardog with them, because teeth and claws weren?t the best weapons against droids with any kind of strength. The wardog looked up and fixed him with a penetrating stare as if he knew that Korr was thinking about leaving him out here. Korr sighed. Wolf would never agree to it. So he told Finch, ?He?ll come.?

Karz spoke up. "Well, whatever caused it to do that was an outside source, but has disconneted. My guess, mainly due to the way it was rigged, I could only assume that it was a powerful signal."

Blast. Not good. That meant whoever or whatever had done this knew they were around.

He walked back to the small cluster around the droid and arrived just as Karz reactivated it.

"There, all fixed, or whatever,? the Squib said. ?Blasted "Terminators", I really don't to find myself doing this often. Interesting how they managed to adapt to our level of technology so quickly, it was exceedingly quick, and obviously dangerous."

?Is it in a condition to tell us more before we go in?? Korr asked. ?It?d be nice to have some idea about the amount of droids down there. And we should ask what droids were working this farm and if he knows if they were altered as well.? He didn?t think asking about the family would do any good. The protocol droid had been set on kill, so he didn?t hold out much hope for whoever lived here.

He was wondering if the Squib would come with them now that he?d finished the job already. He hoped so, it could be very handy to have someone along who knew droid technology that well.


TAG: anyone around

 

IC: Sofia "Sparrow" Mason
Ignacio Homestead


"What I'm wondering is why would they rig up the droids to attack up in the first place? There's no way they could have known we'd be coming after them, so they couldn't have done it to set a trap." Sofia was thinking out loud.

"Maybe they're trying to test the technology on this world, seeing what they can convert into combat units until they set up some kind of factory."

She looked around. Beyond the homestead there was just miles upon miles of desert wasteland.

"But they must still be here, there's nowhere they could get to without signposting their location."


TAG: any

 

IC: Fincher, Dunlop, Thornton, Miyano, protocol droid
Ignacio homestead

From all that had transpired, it seemed that this "protocol droid" was native to this alien planet, and someone, most likely the Terminators, added weapons to it. Finch's mind was racing, trying to figure out what the hell he was going to do next.

When Kharz reactivated the droid, it introduced itself as TC-5O3. "Oh, dear me. Thank you, sir. Thank you for fixing me," 5O3 said to Kharz.

Fincher stepped up to the droid. "Tell us what happened down there." He pointed to the pits in the ground around the homestead.

"Oh, it was horrible. These massive droids I'd never seen before started attacking us. They stood nearly 7 feet tall and were built to look similar to a human skeleton!"

"Terminators," Dunlop mumbled under his breath.

"Sounds like the T-800 series," Finch added.

TAG: homestead people...

 

IC ~ Kharz

Kharz nodded in recognition of thanks, glad to know that the aged TC series droid was okay. Fincher stepped up to the droid. "Tell us what happened down there." He pointed to the pits in the ground around the homestead.

"Oh, it was horrible. These massive droids I'd never seen before started attacking us. They stood nearly 7 feet tall and were built to look similar to a human skeleton!"

"Terminators" Dunlop mumbled under his breath.

"Sounds like the T-800 series" Finch added. Kharz's ears perked when he heard a model identification. He knew it didn't exist, but it'd help to know what it was, so as to catagorize it when he obtained one. He regained his EMP launcher and turned to fincher, asking,

"What are the relative capabilities and data on these droids?" He had his pistol out, and was spinning it about, happy that he could turn the safety on so that he could fool around with it. He still hated the idea of these terminators, and was hoping he would be able to put them out of commision quickly.

Tag ~ Duby

 

Teek'ra Eda

?Oh Sithspit!? It wasn't good, the ship started moving and it wasn't up or down, it was a turn to the left, or his right as it were. Teek'ra turned the steering wheel hard to the right, not necessarily to follow the ramp, but to avoid becoming a minor detail of decoration on the hull of the Consular. It really didn't matter if the speeder was of great design. It wasn't built for such a sharp turn, and it didn't like it.

The utility speeder tilted to the left as it moved through the turn. If not for the stabilizer repulsors on the thing when the speeder reached a forty five degree angle it would have likely tipped over. The entire thing settled as the turned ended. Teek're took a deep breath ?Damn... That was close.? He turned around and looked at the Consular, the whole turn had pointed him in the opposite direction. ?Almost not worth it... Almost.? The Echani shifted the Speeder into reverse and slammed his foot down on the accelerator. ?Not giving you a chance to react this time!? he yelled, to nobody in particular, as he steered the speeder backwards towards the ramp.

Tag: Sith-I-5


OOC: Sorry for the wait, friends have dragged me into several games and its taking its toll on me.