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Post by Sinina Riso on Nov 26, 2017 20:13:38 GMT -8
*When Sin walked into the Villa, she looked around, it seemed to be they were the last ones to show up. She slumped into a seat exhaustedly, much as she didn't want to be sitting long, she wanted to be out there doing something to help. Not holed up and hiding. She was so impatient that she was even fidgetty in her seat. She looked around and shrugged.*
It seems you have a strike team already throwing their names in. I am probably more useful on the ground anyways.
*She looked out the window distantly. The runes hadn't disappeared, she would feel cold if anyone reached out to sense her aura. She did know that with a planet teeming with life as much as Naboo was, her abilities would be on par to what they would be as though she were on Dathomir. She could feel the strength of it everywhere as the plants were everywhere. Even within Theed.*
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Post by Zalor Anneri on Nov 26, 2017 20:49:31 GMT -8
Loki was cramped, hunched over nearly laying down In the back of a Gungan skimmer he grumbled the whole time and he was bleeding heavily, though nobody had noticed yet, he was upset about Kel'an but perhaps it was for the best, he would be nothing less than a monster to the man forever. Finally the skimmer arrived and surfaced at the Villa, the hatch opened and Loki was the first to spring up and surge out, gasping, he hated small spaces especially ones that smelled like fish.
"Ugh, Gungans are terrible."
He was on his knee's panting, his pain switch dimming his back was on fire and blood was seeping down his robes, he had also endured injuries fighting both Kel'an and his clone, he could feel Anna in distress along their bond however and this drove him to his feet. "I must get to Anna." He said stubbornly looking at Zalor and waiting for the others to disembark. "I hope they all made it okay." He said surprising himself.
Artoo, Vaili and the other Inn employees exited the bongo sub and followed Zalor and Loki across the fields of Lake Country. Ahead of them was a large mansion, tucked away near a small, picturesque lake, with the Gallo Mountains as a beautiful backdrop. Loki had asked the Gungan sub pilot to stop here, and as Zalor got closer and closer to the mansion, Zalor quickly understood why. Inside, Zalor could sense numerous powerful and familiar presences. Among them, no doubt, would be Master Raven, Tanara, Sinina, and, Zalor hoped, the leader of their little band of misfits, whom Zalor had been anxious to finally meet.
"Zalor..." Vaili, the Twi'lek assistant manager of the Inn softly spoke up, still in tears and still shaken by the attack... "...Zalor, where are we going now? Where are you taking us?"
Zalor looked back at his friend, reassuringly. "If what I'm sensing is correct, someplace safe. According to Loki - this Villa up ahead of us is where Jedi Master Alora and her companions have been staying since they've been on Naboo. They're the ones that have been looking for me to join their little band of heroes. They'll protect you once we're inside, so you'll have nothing to worry about. Once we're inside and I get a debriefing from Master Raven, then we'll discuss plans for getting the rest of you someplace safe."
Zalor turned back and eyed each member of the Inn crew calmly and reassuringly, trying his best to comfort them.
"Everyone okay with that?"
"You're the boss, Boss." Tomaas seemed oddly okay with everything that was happening. Zalor could sense he was eager to get as far away from Theed as possible. "We'll follow you."
Zalor nodded silently, glad that they were comforted by Zalor's and Loki's presence. The group seemed to relax more and more the closer they got to the Villa.
Zalor happened to turn back to face Loki when he saw just how injured the big Zabrak warrior was. He was bleeding, and his robes were drenched in red. Zalor found himself oddly concerned for Loki's well-being, and he walked over to examine Loki's wounds. "Whoa - hey, Loki - you're bleeding, big fella'. Lemme take a look at that." They kept walking, but Zalor insisted on examining Loki as they did so. What Zalor found was a combination of small lightsaber singes, blaster scores and cuts, many of which were, in fact, severe. Loki truly had taken a beating out there. "Ah, geez - I'm gonna have to patch you up when we get inside. You didn't tell me you were hurt! You don't have to act like a big tough guy around me anymore - you know that, right?"
Zalor attempted to help Loki by putting his arm around him and letting the big Zabrak lean on him for support, but Loki quickly refused. Zalor didn't press the issue, as they were now at the Villa's front entrance. Master Raven would probably get a better look at him once they rejoined the group.
----Inside the Wayward Son Villa----
Zalor and the others were impressed by the interior of the Villa when they finally came inside. However, they didn't get much chance to explore or admire the building, as they could hear talking from further inside - and Zalor could recognize several of the voices. They were talking about something important, Zalor was certain based on the amount of tension he could sense coming from the room.
When Zalor, Artoo, and his entourage finally entered the main hall, he saw a large group of people in various different positions about the room, all centered around what appeared to be a holographic display of one of the First Order's star destroyers.
Zalor stopped at the entrance of the main hall, appearing startled and surprised, and he looked wide-eyed about the room...he was star-struck.
Everyone he had encountered since Raven's and Loki's initial arrival was here: Tanara, Sinina, Master Raven, the polydroxyl and the little Seer girl, Anna, that were accompanying Raven. To his further surprise, he also quickly spotted Jashin Rau, the pirate he and two women had rescued on Dantooine, who appeared very much alive after his trial with the Serenno Lords - in addition to Master Vanna Hao, the leader of the Alliance soldiers. There were a number of other men and women accompanying the group that Zalor hadn't yet met. His eyes quickly focused on one new stranger in particular, however - the one leading the discussion.
Zalor had seen his file and read about him in the Jedi Shadows Archives, but now, at long last, Zalor could confirm with his own two eyes that he was looking upon the leader of Raven's band of heroes: the exiled Arkanian prince and self-styled former Jedi commander of Honoghr: Adieumus Matango. And boy, was he bigger than life. Casually dressed and laid-back in appearance, yet Matango seemed to carry an eccentric aura about him, all of which seemed to be his best attempt at concealing the sheer power radiating from his presence. Zalor was especially interested in making his acquaintance formally, although he sensed that would have to wait - as the tension in the room implied that the group was planning their next move.
As Zalor entered the room, he could see and feel all eyes center on him. He took a deep breath, and - attempting to avoid an awkward moment as best he could,
looked around the room and greeted them.
"Well - I'll be darned. I think I'm at the right place. Hi, Tanara! Hi, Sinina! Hi, Master Raven, and...uh..."
Zalor mustered the best, genuine smile he could despite still being high on adrenaline and emotion from the attack at Theed. "...hi, everyone else! I'm Zalor Anneri."
Zalor bit his lip, feeling that his attempt to not seem awkward was failing. "...uh...sorry I'm late - and uh...I hope I'm not interrupting anything...important?"
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Nov 26, 2017 21:27:18 GMT -8
*Atton turned to look at the newcomer, half expecting him to be hostile but the man's somewhat awkward greeting quickly dispelled that notion. Still, the new guy, introduced as Zalor Anneri, seemed like a capable sort. Then again, he'd have to be if he had come from the war zone that was now the city of Theed. Given what the crew was currently planning, they could certainly use all the help that they could get.
He shrugged, pointing to Adi.*"You're interrupting this guy's insane plan to steal a Star Destroyer. You know, everyday Jedi stuff, I'm sure you do it all the time."*Sighing, he turned back to the display, still not quite able to believe that he was signing on for this insanity again. On Etti IV, Adi had dropped Atton out of a ship, quite literally in fact. He couldn't help but be slightly nervous for what else was possibly in store...*
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Post by Adi on Nov 27, 2017 10:52:03 GMT -8
The answers came, one by one. It appeared everyone was on board for this insane plan....and then the last one walked in with Loki. Introducing himself as Zalor Anneri. Adi had heard of the man, when he was running the Jedi Watchmen. He had plans to go speak with Zalor to join up, but the Mandalorian wars had put a quick stop to that.
It was good to finally meet him.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance, Zalor. I am Adieumus Matango. As my less eloquent teammate has said, we are stealing this ship...." Matango pointed to the Gladiator star destroyer on the holoscreen. ...To get the kriff away from Naboo for now. We cannot hope to stand alone against the full might of a battle force like this one. The Galactic Alliance has responded now, as have the Nubian defense forces. Its high time we make a move to get clear. We are not equipped to fight them like this. But, make no mistake....there will be hell to pay for these acts of war.
It was at this moment that Adieumus saw the Gladiator beginning to move away from the battle in orbit.....making its way out behind one of the moons of Naboo. The First Order looked like they were pulling back. Their troops were evacuating completely, and that meant bad things. That Gladiator had all the information on the current plans of the First Order that Adieumus wanted to get, and be damned, he wasn't going to let it slip away. Besides, if the troops were all pulling back to their respective ships, these bastards were about to start hitting with the heavy weapons. Sensor scans were beginning to be detected near the villa....and that could only mean one thing.....they were planning to hit the villa from orbit like they did the palace.
"Ok, we gotta go...NOW!! It looks like they are narrowing down where we are, and aren't planning on wasting manpower to get us. Grab whatever it is you wanna get out of here, we have about ten minutes before they drop an orbital strike on us...Go, now!!"
Following his own orders, Adi made his way to his room, and started to gather what he could quickly grab. He gave an order for the droids to grab what they could from the armory, including EMP charges, blasters, and just about any manner of small arms and armor they could carry. They would have the task completed in less than five minutes, and everything was loaded onto the Son. As they completed their task, Adi, too, made his way outside, and waited for the others to get back out. Instead of staying on the ground, Adi would join the boarding party. He would have Raxxie take those that did not want to go on the attack on board the son, and have her hide somewhere on the planet until the ship was taken.....or the plan failed. Either way, the ones not on the boarding party would survive to fight another day.
This plan, however, had to succeed....or more worlds would fall to the might of the First Order, as Naboo was right now.
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Post by Janos Galfridian on Nov 27, 2017 13:03:05 GMT -8
Jashin listened intently as the man introduced himself as Adimouse...Adiemoiuous...Amadeus...Mango? Jashin was calling him Adi, and there wasn't anything anyone could do about that. Unceremoniously he took his helmet and brought it up over his head - the helmet connecting with his armor's seals and pressurizing with a hiss of air. Through his helmet's vocoder, his voice came out as a synthesized and mechanical drone.
I'm flying the cruiser. No offense, but I don't trust you guys in the pilot's seat.
Turning, Jashin made his way out of the villa, walking up to the cruiser landed a short distance away. This seemed to be the ISB variant - full of stealth coating and bafflers. As a result, it had the lighter armament of four heavy laser cannons; but they could work with that. Jashin knew from experience as a pirate that the ships - belying their bulky wedged shape - were fast, tough, and heavy hitters in the right hands. Typically, it took a team of three to fly the ship, but these ISB ships were optimized for small teams. Jashin should be able to fly it by himself.
Running up the ramp, he couldn't help but cringe at the austere and spartan interior. The ship had three decks, consisting of the cargo hold and prisoner cells (deck 1), barracks style quarters, armory, galley, med bay, and gunnery stations (deck 2), and a tiny flight deck that housed the three person cockpit, a holotank and *small* meeting room (deck 3). All three decks were linked by turbolift; the whole of the ship clad in the gunmetal gray, harsh white lighting, and grilled durasteel that was ubiquitous across Imperial starships. Walking across the barren cargo deck - which was more of a converted troop bay - Jashin took the turbolift up to the flight deck, situating himself behind the pilot's chair.
Tanara had left the ship in low power mode - the engines still cycling and primed - so that they could easily take off in a hurry. She had some foresight in her. Sitting down in the uncomfortable pilot's chair, his hands danced across the console. To the left and right of the main pilot consoles were two simplified co-pilots consoles - minimized and arrayed so that the pilot could access them with ease. While not the most streamlined system, it would allow him to fly the ship solo. Flipping several switches to reroute power, he cycled the shields for a full charge once they took off; further, he routed power to the cannons - hitting the ship wide comm system with an elbow. I need gunners on guns one through two, preferably all four. We have five minutes until take off.
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Post by Thea Lockwood on Nov 27, 2017 16:37:57 GMT -8
Thea kicked into high gear. She ran over to the closet, grabbing some more medical supplies and stuffing them into the bags that also held the clothes from earlier. The more supplies, the better. She noticed a few bags with something green in it. She recognized it right away and couldn't help but smile. She had only known these people for a short while and already she could tell that they smoked it. She stuffed that in there too. "For after battle" she thought to herself. Lifting up her bags, she made her way back on to the sun and made her way to the med bay.
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Post by E`yame Matango on Nov 27, 2017 16:54:51 GMT -8
"STEAL A KRIFFEN STAR DESTROYER??? BEST FATHER EVER!" she thought to herself. Normally girls would want their hair done or their nails done. Her father really knew the way to her heart. She couldn't help the smile that wouldn't leave her face as she made her way to her room. She gathered up the backpack with her clothes in it. She looked in it to make sure everything was there. She missed the times that Zee was in there. He became too homesick so he ended up going back to Honoghr. She missed him terribly. Tearing herself away from feeling that at the moment, she reached over to her desk, grabing her glass knives and stuffing them into the pockets that she had sewn into her leather knee high boots. Grabbing her lightsaber that her father gave her, plus the one that she stole, she clipped them on her hip and looked around. She had mostly everything. All she had to do was grab the Katanas and her angel suit that was sitting on the bed. She put the angel suit backpack on her back, leaving everything put away and slung the other backpack up on her shoulder. Grabbing the Katanas, she looked at them for a single moment and then had an idea. She took off, out of her room, through the villa and outside. She walked over to her father and handed him one. "I am gonna want that back, just so you know." Eya walked away and boarded the Son and went to find a place to sit. She looked at the remaining katana and smiled. Giving her father the katana was one way of telling him that he better come back.
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Nov 27, 2017 17:42:28 GMT -8
*Atton rolled his eyes when the armored man stated that he didn't trust anyone else in the pilot's seat.*
Yeah and I'm sure you're completely trustworthy...
*In any case, time was of the essence so he wasted little time in getting prepared for the task ahead. Not that there was much for him to do. Thea had more or less patched him up, and all he really needed for any mission were his lightsabers. He took a moment to say a quick goodbye to Thea before she departed for the Son, then headed for the cruiser that was also parked outside. He hated these Imperial style ships, but hopefully the flight would be short and he wouldn't have to put up with the spartan interior and glaring lights.
Atton boarded the ship and sighed when Jashin's voice came over the comm. Five minutes until takeoff and he needed people on the guns. Well someone needed to man the turrets, even if it was his least favorite task. He much preferred to be in the cockpit. Still, now wasn't the time to start complaining, so he wordlessly ascended the turbolift and took his place at one of the gun turrets.*
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Post by Tanara Ajahn on Nov 27, 2017 21:06:26 GMT -8
She felt her stomach untwist from the knot that had formed without her realizing it, when she saw Zalor walk through the door. Until that moment, she had no idea if he had escaped the city or not. Her friend was safe, and so was the blue and white astromech. Feeling relieved, she turned her focus back onto Adi and listened to his speech. Once everyone started moving out to do this or that, she walked over to Zalor and put her arms around him in a warm, tight hug.
"Zal...I'm sorry...."
She had no words of comfort to offer him. All she could do was hold him, hoping it would suffice. Knowing time was precious, she let him go after a full thirty seconds. She tried to turn her mind towards the heist, and attempted to give him a friendly smile.
"Guess we'd better get ready to head out. Can't say we've ever stolen a star destroyer before. Should be fine, right?"
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Post by Sinina Riso on Nov 27, 2017 21:20:38 GMT -8
*Sin had sat quietly, she hadn't worried about people from the crew making it here, each was talented, and had skills to help them. She was more worried about the people in the city without that ability. She sighs deeply as she waited, She was not in the most patient of moods.
She looked up at Adi, again he was throwing them into the craziest of plans. And apparently it led them off world. Again she wasn't sure how that helped Naboo. She looked around the room, and it looked like everyone was in aggreeance. She shakes her head, and gets up wordlessly, shortly after Jashin stepped out. She walks outside, staring distantly out in the direction of Theed.*
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Post by Zalor Anneri on Nov 27, 2017 23:23:44 GMT -8
"You're interrupting this guy's insane plan to steal a Star Destroyer. You know, everyday Jedi stuff, I'm sure you do it all the time."
Then it hit him...they were stealing WHAT? Zalor's eyes suddenly lit up. "Stealing...a Star Destroyer? From the First Order? Man, you guys don't kid around!" "Pleased to make your acquaintance, Zalor. I am Adieumus Matango. As my less eloquent teammate has said, we are stealing this ship...." Matango pointed to the Gladiator star destroyer on the holoscreen. ...To get the kriff away from Naboo for now. We cannot hope to stand alone against the full might of a battle force like this one. The Galactic Alliance has responded now, as have the Nubian defense forces. Its high time we make a move to get clear. We are not equipped to fight them like this. But, make no mistake....there will be hell to pay for these acts of war.
Zalor nodded his head in agreement with Adi. He was quick, and eager, to respond. "Indeed there will be. Hoo boy - I don't know how exactly you guys plan to pull this crazy idea of yours off, all I know is - I want in.""Ok, we gotta go...NOW!! It looks like they are narrowing down where we are, and aren't planning on wasting manpower to get us. Grab whatever it is you wanna get out of here, we have about ten minutes before they drop an orbital strike on us...Go, now!!"
Suddenly, everyone sprang to life - they were headed outside where, hopefully, they would have some form of transport that would allow them to escape.
Zalor turned to face his old Ja'raak Inn family, and calmly motioned for them to follow him back outside. "C'mon, guys! We're getting out of here!"
"Wait! Wait!" Norme, the brunette Neubian frantically shouted at Zalor. "Where are we going now?!"
"We gotta get off this planet!"
"What?!" Vaili exclaimed back. "We're leaving Naboo?!"
"Vaili, it's not safe for any of us here right now - I sense the First Order is hunting us. They still have ships in orbit above us. Our best bet is to stick with these people. They're fighters, soldiers - some are Jedi, like me. We can keep you safe!"
"But...but are we ever gonna come back?!" Both of the women seemed more and more frightened at the prospect of leaving with each passing second, and Zalor could understand their apprehension. They all still had family elsewhere on the planet - and Vaili especially didn't want to leave without making sure Tryn was alright.
"You guys - I really hate to say this, but...I think Zalor's right." Tomaas normally wasn't the voice of reason at the Ja'raak Inn, but everything that had happened in the past two hours seemed to have driven home for the young bartender. "You all saw what those First Order kaadu-dung did to our city. Unless someone stops them, they'll do the same to Dee'ja Peak, Spinnaker, Ferentina, Parrlay, no place on Naboo will be safe from them! Zalor just saved our lives, and he's always taken care of us, even before all this happened. I say we stick with him."
Zalor turned to Tomaas and nodded gratefully towards him. "Thanks, Tomaas."She felt her stomach untwist from the knot that had formed without her realizing it, when she saw Zalor walk through the door. Until that moment, she had no idea if he had escaped the city or not. Her friend was safe, and so was the blue and white astromech. Feeling relieved, she turned her focus back onto Adi and listened to his speech. Once everyone started moving out to do this or that, she walked over to Zalor and put her arms around him in a warm, tight hug."Zal...I'm sorry...."She had no words of comfort to offer him. All she could do was hold him, hoping it would suffice. Knowing time was precious, she let him go after a full thirty seconds. She tried to turn her mind towards the heist, and attempted to give him a friendly smile."Guess we'd better get ready to head out. Can't say we've ever stolen a star destroyer before. Should be fine, right?"
she had seen her own homeworld destroyed only a few days earlier.
When she let go of him, at first he said nothing, trying to process everything that was going on inside his head. Then, finally, he shook his head and chuckled at her. "Hey - after everything Zulataan threw at us back in the good ol' days, stealing a Star Destroyer should be piece 'o' flatcake. C'mon, guys - let's get outta here!"
As they left the Villa, Zalor leaned over and whispered in Tanara's ear... "Honestly, though...I'm not the one that needs comforting right now." Zalor turned back and nodded to the two women behind them,
Vaili and Norme, both of whom were visibly shaken, far more so than Tomaas and Ungav.
Without any further delay, the group of friends and former co-workers made their way out of the Villa.
Tanara led them to the shuttle-craft that they would be escaping on. To Zalor, it looked ugly, but it seemed strong, appeared to be heavily armed, and - to Zalor's surprise, had First Order markings on its hull. Adi's crew had already stolen a First Order transport, one they could use to get aboard the Star Destroyer they were about to heist. Zalor found himself truly impressed at the resourcefulness of these misfit heroes.
The four Inn workers piled on first, then strapped themselves into the passenger compartment. Zalor and Artoo stopped, however, when they heard a familiar voice coming from the cockpit of the large shuttle. In spite of the fact that it was distorted by what seemed to be a helmet comm, there was no mistaking its origin. I need gunners on guns one through two, preferably all four. We have five minutes until take off.
Zalor wasn't familiar with the ship, but before long, he found the controls to one of the gunner turrets. Without any hesitation, he sat down at the controls,
strapped himself in, keyed the gunner's headset, and spoke over the ship's comms...
::Jashin Rau. Good to hear your voice again. I knew the Force still had a will for you. As for me, I may be a terrible pilot, but I'll take a gun position for you anytime.:: |
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Post by Raven Alora on Nov 29, 2017 19:05:04 GMT -8
Raven glanced at the new comer for a moment, with a kind smile. She felt a kindred spirit within the Jedi woman. Jashan showed up again, willing to help out also, and she gave him a rye smile, remembering the last time she had a rather loud discussion with the Firrereo.
Finally she looked over at Adieumus who was laying out the plan they would follow. What ever had happened, it had brought them all together- and at least right now, there was no other group of people Alora would rather be with, than those right here- right now.
I'll stay here. I'm better at protecting than I am at ship capturing.... I've tried that before.
I don't know.
Anna said, unflinching as the big Zabrak put his arm around her. She was aware that his actions were very out of the ordinary for him, but she also knew the trauma he had been through. Such things would shift anyone's perspective. And right now, she didn't want to be impressed, or all knowing. She didn't even want to be here.
I suppose whether you live or die is up to you and your enemies.... as it should be.
Normally she might have given him a quip response of "you will if you don't stop that bleeding' or something alone those lines- but she didn't care. Not that she did not care for the life of her friend- but she had resigned herself to the fact that if he did die here, today, it would surly be her fault regardless of the pitch for free will she'd just spoken aloud.
I don't want to know things anymore. I hate knowing that those people in the city are dying, because I'm here- that if you die, it will be because I reached out to you. I'm.... sorry.
She had yet to look at him. She knew self pity would only delay the oncoming storm. Self pity, guilt, never helped anyone- but some times you couldn't just turn it off- unless someone turned it off for you- like with a punch of stern talking to or...something. Something like the first order showing up in just a few minutes. She didn't need Adieumus Matango to tell her anything. Her eyes snapped opened and she looked at Loki seriously.
We need to go... and you- need to get that wound looked at before jumping into battle again- because I personally didn't see anything about you dying.
Gently, suddenly, the girl hugged him back, for a moment seeming as if she wasn't going to let go of him. Please don't give me that vision....
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Post by Farris Argon Noble on Nov 29, 2017 19:12:21 GMT -8
Thea kicked into high gear. She ran over to the closet, grabbing some more medical supplies and stuffing them into the bags that also held the clothes from earlier. The more supplies, the better. She noticed a few bags with something green in it. She recognized it right away and couldn't help but smile. She had only known these people for a short while and already she could tell that they smoked it. She stuffed that in there too. "For after battle" she thought to herself. Lifting up her bags, she made her way back on to the sun and made her way to the med bay.
The normally strong looking polydroxol almost shrank away from her with an awkward kind of posture.Oh, um... Thea. He closed his silvery eyes and turned his head, fighting with himself to maintain a proper shape. In what would be someone clearing their throat he straightened up and gave her a genuine relieved expression. I'm glad you're alright, with what's happening. Are you here to help? I have a feeling we're going to need it soon. |
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Post by Lavinia Seri on Nov 30, 2017 14:40:49 GMT -8
*Lavi groans softly, she ached, she felt groggy. She squirms and tried moving, but she couldn't really. She frowns, that was odd. Farris! The last thing she remembered was pushing him out of the way. Was he okay? Where was she, they? her eyes bolting open quickly. She frowns. She was on a ship, what ship? Where? A million questions buzzing into the bewildered woman's head. She tries to look around as much as she can. She could just make out Farris, and a woman she'd not met before out of the corner of her eye. Who was that? Farris looked off to her, was this woman someone he didn't like? Someone he was scared of? She couldn't quite tell from the angle she could see from. She just knew she couldn't get up. She bites her lip softly. She lay her head back and sighs deeply.*
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Post by Loki on Nov 30, 2017 19:27:07 GMT -8
Loki nodded at Anna's answer. Then frowned as Anna spoke. "Anna...You have changed my life, I perhaps took the first step, but you reached out to me in a time when I was lost in the void. I know longer knew which direction I wanted to go or where the force was directing me." He paused thinking over the next words. "You're worth it Anna, not just for your abilities, but for who you are as a person, you, you and Master Raven change people around you, for the better I think." Loki finished lamely. Finally she hugged him back and he returned the embrace gently, he was weakening but he struggled to his feet and held out his large hand to Anna. "Something strange is going on, I feel it in the force." Loki said quietly. "I won't." He added, though he wasn't sure how able he would be able to keep that promise. |
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Post by Tanara Ajahn on Nov 30, 2017 21:07:26 GMT -8
She was glad that her friend was taking the destruction of his homeworld well. Though hard to bare, they had been through a lot of hardships and struggles as Jedi Shadows. She generally tried not to think about those times, as her memories were difficult to distinguish from the present day. She didn't want to risk drowning in the past, losing her grasp of the present.
Having no further business within the villa, she followed her friend and his former employees out. Her heart went out to them, this planet was their home, and now it was ravaged and torn apart. They were clearly feeling the full force of the horror of war and destruction, as Naboo had been a place of peace for a very long time.
The First Order had to answer for it's crimes, and Tanara was going to help bring them down.
Outside the villa, the Twi'lek stopped in her tracks momentarily. Sinina had not boarded the ship yet. She seemed to be lost in thought, staring out at the distance, towards Theed. Tanara understood. Normally, she would just let the other woman be, but they didn't have time. She walked up to her and gently put her hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, come on. Time to go kick the First Order where it hurts. And then we're gonna continue kicking them where it hurts until there's nothing left of them. We'll make them pay. For Dantooine, Naboo and every other planet that they've attacked. Let's go."
She gently patted the other woman's shoulder, then turned and headed for the ship. She walked up the ramp and made her way through the ship to the cockpit, taking the co-pilot seat. Jashin had already begun the powering up process, which had been expedited by her foresight of leaving the ship in low-power mode. She noted that the echani had come aboard as well, which meant they had a full roster. It was time to go.
"Okay Jashin, we're good to go. Take us up."
Knowing that tensions were running high, she activated the ship-wide communications and started speaking in an official sounding tone.
:: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Tanara Ajahn, your co-pilot speaking. Your pilot for this flight will be the roguishly dashing Jashin Rau. Thank you for choosing Ass-Kicking-Badass Skyways for your vengeance transportation needs. Today our destination is the expertly designed and crafted Gladiator-class Star Destroyer, Brigand. The current temperature aboard the Brigand is a balmy twenty-two point five degrees, with a 100% chance of a storm of imperial deaths. Once aboard the Star Destroyer, you will be able to enjoy all the luxuries that comes with infiltrating a First Order controlled starship, like killing stormtroopers, stealing imperial databases, and causing general mayhem until you have taken complete control over the ship. For an extra good time, there are hundreds of canisters of dioxis stored on board, just waiting to either be used against the brainwashed fanatics, or properly disposed of so that they cannot be utilized against a peaceful society in an act of unspeakable genocide. Until then, sit back, relax and plan all the ways you're going to make the First Order pay for their crimes against the galaxy. If there are any further developments, I will be sure to let you know. Thanks again and enjoy your flight! ::
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Post by Sinina Riso on Nov 30, 2017 21:34:34 GMT -8
*Sin felt a hand on her shoulder, she didn't look, seeing red fingers she knew. She sighs deeply. She wanted nothing more then to go back to Theed. To find out if her family was okay. Her friends. She shakes her head gently listening to Tanara's words.*
...They will know pain.
*She turns following the Twi'lek to the ship. She stopped near the landing ramp looking again longingly at Theed in the distance. It wasn't long after she gets on that the ramp ascends. She again hears Tanara's voice, apparently she went straight to the cockpit. Hearing the pilots name, she was glad she hadn't. She didn't want to deal with that situation right now.
She instead almost runs to the nearest computer station, why hadn't she though before. She keyed in her Mothers comm code. Trying and trying. There was no answer to it. She shakes her head, growing more desperate she tried again, this time her Fathers key code. For a while there seemed to be nothing. But then. A voice came through the speaker, it wasn't her Father, but a woman's voice. Sin gasps softly.*
I.. what... who.. I thought this was my Father's Comm Code...
*She listened to the response.*
"It is, I assume this is his Daughter. He's here, in one of the bunkers, but he's receiving bacta treatments. He's going to be fine, just minor injuries.
And Mama?
*Sin waited, the silence seemed long. And as it grew, so did the lump in her throat. The woman was only a Guardian, not her blood mother, but after being raised here for 15 years.. It was just as much her mother as her actual mother.*
"...She.. She didn't make it.. I'm sorry child. That district was leveled in one of the bombing runs, there were few survivors.."
*Sin sunk into the seat, her worst fear realized, the thought had appeared in her mind before, but hearing the words, she'd felt like she'd just been hit by a repulsortruck. She stared blankly ahead, the blow so hard, that she couldn't even form the tears to shed. Her entire world felt fractured into a million pieces. She was shattered. They would hurt. Hurt indeed. They would regret the day they ever came to Naboo.*
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Post by Janos Galfridian on Dec 1, 2017 13:44:03 GMT -8
Jashin grunted at Tanara in response - the only indication that he knew she was there. Despite that rather cold shoulder greeting, he silently slid one of the co-pilot consoles towards her - shields and power distribution. Apparently her foresight on keeping the ship hot had won her some points in his eyes.
Hitting the close for the ramp, Jashin took the ship up off the ground, noting its agility despite its awkward shape. In truth, the wedge-shaped ship had a lot more in her than appearances suggested - something that came readily apparent as the craft flipped upward and surged towards the sky.
Hitting the upper atmosphere, he switched from repulsors to sublight engines, angling the craft for the gladiator-class star destroyer "Brigand."
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Post by Raven Alora on Dec 4, 2017 18:15:56 GMT -8
Anna nodded slowly. She felt sill for allowing herself to get depressed like this. The first order would distroy things with or without her, and the crew- they just got a nice excuse to do something they probably would end up doing eventually anyway. Perhaps. Maybe, Loki was right.
I would hope it's for the better...
She walked with Loki outside, and looked toward the Son. No matter how much of a Juggernaut Loki was, no one could last long without blood, except those wierd sentient gast creatures from that out of nowhere planet...
Farris is in the med bay.... We should go there first. I don't need to be a Seer to know you won't last long against the First Order like this. And honestly, I want to watch you beet some heads in.
She smiled up at him then added softly. Thank you...for coming to see me.
Farris didn't need to see Lavinia with his sculpted eyes to know she had woken. HIs attention shifted from Thea and he turned to look down at Lavi.
Hey- calm, you're safe. Please don't struggle.
He gently removed the light restraints from the Ski'try's wrists- trusting her not to jump up or anything. Checking to make sure her splinted wing still remained in a healthy position, he gave her a look of careful concern.
You should be a little sore- but I got your wing set well. I...I'll be honest. I'm not sure how long it will take to heal- but it will heal in the right position.
He gently put his hand on hers and smiled softly. If anyone can pull through this- it's you. You probably saved my life. I can handle a lot but being blow to pieces pretty much crosses the line.
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Post by Loki on Dec 10, 2017 5:40:20 GMT -8
Loki and Anna walked out, or well for Anna it was walking but for Loki it was a slow gait like limp, his ability to fade pain was waning, blood dripped down his back from shrapnel wounds, the lab and the standoff with Kaja. Loki grunted when he saw Farris, they had very little interaction since Anna's rescue, but Loki knew the being was pivotal in her salvation and well being before they arrived, Loki ripped his robes off and threw them in a pile he had more on the ship, the bacta patches he had used yesterday where hanging limp from his body, he looked fatigued and on his last legs, the mutant Zabrak had at last found his limit, he had less anger to sustain him then he once did, the power to tap into his rage seemed to be fading. Internally this worried him but he let nothing show but the pain. "I don't think I can stand much longer." He murmured to Anna.
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