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Post by AG on Mar 18, 2005 8:43:46 GMT -5
Jorus took his surroundings carefully, taking in every detail. This ship was very luxurious, maybe too much so. It was something he'd have to get used to though, if he would become the Dark Lord of the Sith and take over the galaxy after having killed Kross and the Jedi. It was beautifuk in appearance, but that can be decieving. It is far too alluring to be made for battle, hance, he prefered his own ship, the Sith Infiltrator, armed with weapons that could outdo even an old-fashioned Star Destroyer. He saw Siegfreid offering him a seat, but instead of taking it as the Vjun Lord had expected, Jorus held out his hand in negative response.
[shadow=maroon,left,000]I will not travel aboard your ship. I will take my own vehicle. I like your ship for its beauty, but I don't know if this ship is designed for battle and I prefer not to. Set the co-ordinates for Ilum and await my signal. We will leave one after another. If we both leave at the same time, it might arouse suspicion.[/shadow]
Jorus did not wait for a response, but simply walked out of the ship and down its open ramp. Coming out of the hangar, Jorus sensed something, a presence in he Light Side, a very energetic one at that. Soru. The young Padawan was nearby. Why didn't he charge at him right now? Was he tired of battle, or simply spying his every move? Jorus didn't care. He would be out of here shortly and the Jedi would never know where he'd gone to. By the time he knew what happened, the Jedi would all be dead.
Jorus entered the hangar bay and looked upon the familiar design of the new Sith Infiltrator, modified from the original model used by the now ancient Darth Maul. As he neared, the ramp lowerd itself automatically, sensing the presence of the Sith Lord. Jorus walked up and into the cockpit of the ship. Setting the co-ordinates for Ilum, the infiltrator rose out of the hangar and broke the skies as it blasted into space.
In the deep black night of space, Jorus sent a transmission towards Siegfreid's ship, telling him he could now take off. Floating in space, Jorus waited for Siegfreid to appear.
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Post by Phoenix on Mar 18, 2005 11:27:07 GMT -5
Siegfreid sat comfortably in his arm chair waiting for the pilot comm to bleep indicating Jorus's starfighter had successfully taken off and was heading for Ilum. Siegfreid rolled over to the controls and blasted out of the hangar bay. As Siegfreid touch the outer atmosphere of tatooine he swicthed over to the co-ordinates, setting them for Ilum he simply sat back and drove his mind into meditation. The craft smoothly hovered for a few seconds before boosting into hyperspace. Siegfried was silent and focused more then ever in fact. He's soul purpose was to regain his fighting form, which he would swiftly remeber after a couple of battles. However, for now he relaxed and contemplitated.
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Post by AG on Mar 18, 2005 11:31:59 GMT -5
**move Jorus and Siegfreid to Ilum**
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Post by AG on Mar 18, 2005 12:01:03 GMT -5
Soru noticed the same Sith Infiltrator he had seen moments earlier speed into the distant sky and continue up into space. So Jorus had gone to a new destination. "We will meet again, Sith, and soon", thought Soru. No less than 5 minutes later, Soru noticed another, beautifully designed starship lavished in white and crimson livery, lift off into space. The strange thing was that the second ship had sped off in the same direction as the infiltrator. It all fell into one piece in the puzzle when Soru remembered he felt another Dark presence in the city. The second ship only told Soru that Jorus had found the other Dark One. Looking on his datapad, the tracker had already decyphered what the ship's destination would be. Jorus was heading for Ilum and the Dark Jedi was following him there. Good. The young Padawan wouldn't have to worry about the other Dark One interfering with his next battle against the Sith Murderer. There were several Jedi there and Soru was sure they would be willing to help. Here, on the other hand, that Dark One could have attack Soru as well, giving him reason to be worried. Now that he thought about it, Soru wondered why he hadn't helped Jorus. That was strange, but it didn't matter now. There was no point in focusing on the past. Soru had to concentrate on his current task. He picked up his comlink from one of his pouches and began speaking softly into it.
[shadow=purple,left,000]Master, I know where Jorus is heading. His destination is Ilum for now. He probably wants to kill all the Jedi there. Another Dark Jedi is with him, I think. I have decided to head there now. This is our best chance to pick him off master. besides, the Jedi will need our help there. I'll see you on Ilum. Out.[/shadow]
With that, Soru placed the comlink back in his puch and headed for the hangar in which he had landed his Jedi starfighter. Entering the hangar, Soru hopped back into his ship and lifted off into space, his co-ordinated set for Ilum.
**move Soru to Ilum**
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Post by Latus Itani on Apr 1, 2005 18:50:00 GMT -5
As the smoking hulk of the transport "Knights Energy" decended towards the small port city of Mos Espa Latus admired the stash he had collected. Though the stack of parts was mostly laser cannons and fuel cells he felt that this might be just enough to cover repairs and replacements. Caught mid-thought he had to pull the Energy hard to port to dodge a pitch black Sith ship, Infiltrator class. As he decended further he saw a crowd had gathered in a section of the city.
[shadow=teal,left,300]So the rumors were true...[/shadow]
The small ship settled into a well used portion of the row of hanger bays. Moving off of the freighter he notices a young man clothed in robes board his own ship. Summoning a laborer to his side he explains his cargo and who is recieving it. A hutt known to him only as Zax was recieving a large load of a special type of spice, known as "Glitterstim." This is not not the typical spice you can can get on any black market, this special substance is though to give the consumer mind powers equal to that of a fully trained Jedi.
[shadow=teal,left,300]Be carefull with this, this is worth more to my client than a space cruiser. He will have your head if anything happens to it.[/shadow] Shaken, the laborer calls a small squad of labor droids to his aid. Slipping the laborer a low worth credit chip he takes two of the droids and they help him unload his extra "goodies."
*5 hours later*
Counting the credit chips he recieved, Latus walks up the boarding ramp of his newly repaired ship.
[shadow=Teal,left,300]Now for a little enjoyment, perhaps a little cruise around space and maybe few upgrades...[/shadow]
The small freighter lifts off the hanger deck and into the sky.
---Move Latus Itani to space---
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 1, 2006 15:19:43 GMT -5
Wendom jumped off the speeder. He gave Nih a look that said: "stay or follow me." Wendom turned around and walked to the Hive cantina.
Wendom walked towards the entrance, and got in without any further problems. He spotted a table.
[glow=red,2,300]Come, Nih[/glow]
Wendom did not turn around to check if Nih still was there. He could feel his presence. Nih and Wendom sat down and Wendom leaned toward Nih.
[glow=red,2,300]I need some credits. I will have to find some bounties.[/glow]
Wendom leaned back, ordered a light drink, and awaited Nih's reply.
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Post by Nih Lism on Feb 2, 2006 11:26:14 GMT -5
"Bounty? What happened to our ripping off of the "so-called innocent" scum that control this wampa heap of a galaxy? The Hutts have always been a VERY good target", said Nih to Wendom after ordering his drink.
Then after taking a sip of the vile drink he said, "Although it is a bit more of excitement to track down prey. as the Trandoshans say, 'Bones are only pretty if you can see them'. What bounty did you have in mind?"
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 2, 2006 17:05:01 GMT -5
Wendom smiled vaguely, and played with his ideas in his head for a short while before answering Nih.
[glow=red,2,300]The Hutts, yes. After I incinerated the facility I was born in, the one working as gun smugglers for the Hutts, they would probably try to catch up with me.[/glow]
Wendom's face had a serious expression on it. He supported his head on his arm, and thought for a moment.
[glow=red,2,300]Their time will come. It's not like they would be running away. Not with that bodymass, anyway.[/glow] Wendom's face lightened up a bit.
[glow=red,2,300]I was thinking of maybe taking down some Jedi padawans, I could use the exercise. We ought to get some bounty for their sabers.[/glow]
Wendom tasted on the drink the serving droid had just put there. His face turned into an expression of disguist.
[glow=red,2,300]Or[/glow] Wendom coughed, [glow=red,2,300]we could take on bounties. 'Normal' bounties, if such a thing exist.[/glow]
Wendom vented out some air, and rose up from the chair: [glow=red,2,300]I'll go talk with the bartender. He ought to know something.[/glow]
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 2, 2006 18:23:01 GMT -5
Wendom walked back to the table after talking to the bartender. He had a new drink and some good news according to his facial expression. Nih was sitting patiently meditating while he waited.
[glow=red,2,300]We are lucky, Nih[/glow], N'Jall stated, [glow=red,2,300]seems that there is a contract on some Riko and Larkos Fultyre. They are both jedis, but have a not to bad bounty on them either.[/glow]
Wendom deliberately took a little too long pause before he revealed the bounty. He watched Nih's face as he spoke the bounty.
[glow=red,2,300]15. The bounty consists of 15,000,000 credits for each of the two. Thus meaning we get 15 mill each if we take out both.[/glow]
Wendom sighed releaved.
[glow=red,2,300]Okay, here is the deal. The contractor is a sith, Darth Narhalus. Riko Fultyre and Narhalus obviously seems to have unfinished bussiness. What we need to know about him, is that he has an average height, long, black hair touching his neck. He also has a distinctive scar across his left eye. According to the barkeeper it was the result of a battle against 20 droids armed with vibroblades. Then there is Larkos. As the blue-eyed and brown haired boy he is, my prejudicing tells me he is less experienced than our buddy Riko. He is thin, and is also the lucky owner of a scar, only thing is that his is in the form of a cross. On his left cheek. Hair hung in a ponytail.[/glow]
Wendom let this information sink in, and the two of them did not say anything for a while. When they did, Wendom was the first to speak:
[glow=red,2,300]15,000,000. I am in. Are you coming along, or do I have to take the whole 30,000,000 credits for myself?[/glow]
But Wendom did not need to ask Nih. He already knew the answer.
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Post by Nih Lism on Feb 3, 2006 1:28:57 GMT -5
and the answer of course, was yes. Nih slowly nodded his acceptance of the challenging bounty. It had been too long since his blades had tasted blood. He then asked Wendom what species they were of. And also of any other knowledge about them, pertaining to weapons and Force Abilities/strengths.
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 3, 2006 2:39:21 GMT -5
Wendom cleared his throat and replied:
[glow=red,2,300]The impression I got from the bartender, is that Riko would be the greatest challenge of the two. Since we are two as well, we could easily take on Larkos. Riko is on the other hand, as I said, is more of a challenge. My kind of target.[/glow]
Wendom smiled.
[glow=red,2,300]To answer your second question: Human. They are either human or humanoid. We don't know their location, so I guess we have to investigate some.[/glow]
Wendom moved into his thinking position.
[glow=red,2,300]We should start checking out Coruscant. If we won't find them, we might at least find their apartment.[/glow]
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Post by Nih Lism on Feb 3, 2006 12:39:40 GMT -5
Nih looked pleased at the reply. "Human, hah. The greediest species next to the Hutts. This will be easy. Shall we take out Riko together first? Then we can make Larkos come to us. Revenge rules the mind. We shall turn him to our side before ending his puny life. I accept this bounty with you."
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 3, 2006 20:28:48 GMT -5
Wendom rose up from the chair, and sat his empty glass down at the table.
[glow=red,2,300]Let's go find my ship. It should been made ready in one of the hangars here.[/glow]
Wendom walked out of the cantina, scouting after a suitable place for his vehicle to might be.
[glow=red,2,300]My creators made a ship ready for me to use, so they could earn money on me right away.[/glow] Wendom spotted a hangar-door with a familiar symbol on it. Wendom looked at it, at his necklace, and then again at the door. It was the excact same symbol. This had to be the hangar prepared for him.
Wendom walked over to it, with Nih on his tail. Wendom entered the 8-digit code fast. The door sled aside.
[glow=red,2,300]Let me present...the Cloak![/glow]
Wendom walked into the ship and waved for Nih to follow him in. Wendom entered the coordinates of Coruscant, and the ships engines started roaring.
[glow=red,2,300]Here we go![/glow]
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 3, 2006 20:30:05 GMT -5
**moved Wendom and Nih to Space**
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Post by Nih Lism on Feb 4, 2006 1:02:21 GMT -5
Nih challenged Wendom to a friendly game of Djoorjak while waiting to arrive in Coruscant.
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 10, 2006 2:32:27 GMT -5
Doodum entered the cantina. He looked carefully around, watching everybody. He walked over to the bartender, an old friend of his. He was standing with his back towards the counter.
[glow=maroon,2,300]You still dealing with contracts, Glii?[/glow]
The bartender turned around into Doodum's face, seemingly surprised to see Kezzh again.
[glow=limegreen,2,300]You still dealing with tactics, Kezzh?[/glow]
The bartender chuckled. Doodum did not answer, he was waiting for one.
[glow=limegreen,2,300]Sure I do, Kezzh, why?[/glow]
Doodum lent over the counter, towards the bartender.
[glow=maroon,2,300]I got one for you to hand to a interested bounty hunter.[/glow]
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 11, 2006 20:45:02 GMT -5
The bartender leaned interested and curious over the counter towards Doodum.
[glow=green,2,300]Shoot.[/glow]
[glow=maroon,2,300]The name is Wendom N'Jall. I want him taken down, and I want his necklace and lightsabers. If not both lightsabers and the necklace is brought, the bounty will not be paid. An extra bonus if his ship, The Cloak, is brought as well. For information on his location, tell the bountyhunters to meet me here in the cantina.[/glow]
The bartender nodded and noted every detail mentally. His mind was amazing, remembering every bounty down to last detail. Doodum ordered a drink and walked into the darkest corner of the cantina to sit down and rest.
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 17, 2006 6:36:14 GMT -5
[glow=maroon,2,300]Damn![/glow]
The noise came from the darkest corner of the cantina. There sat Doodum and checking on Wendom's ship's coordinates, thanks to the in-built tracking device in his ship. But suddenly he seemed to have lost the signal. What he saw was that he had gone from Haruun Kal to Coruscant. Then there were no signal. Could a bountyhunter already have taken him? No. If a bountyhunter would incapacitate the signal, he would have to blast the ship. And then Wendom's necklace would be destroyed. No. There had to be something else. Had Wendom found the tracking device and gotten rid of it?
Then it hit Doodum as a punch in the stomach. He has crashed.
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Feb 17, 2006 18:06:48 GMT -5
No! It can't be.
Doodum did not want to believe it. He rose up and went to the barkeeper.
[glow=maroon,2,300]Change of plans, Glii.[/glow]
The barkeeper turned to face Doodum. He looked with a questioning look.
[glow=maroon,2,300]You will have to update the contract. The ship is incapacitated. Also, bounty hunters should not come to Tatooine. No need for it. I won't be able to tell what his excact position is. I only know that he was last seen on Coruscant.[/glow]
Doodum turned around, walking back to his table. Damn you Wendom. I hope the necklace is still intact. If it were, there was still hope for the second generation of N'Jall-clones. Doodum smiled grimmly to himself.
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Post by Veelo/Thia/Rouge on Mar 2, 2006 15:04:56 GMT -5
The Red Serpent landed graciously onto the ground, like a swan landing on the water with the intentions of resting. Rogue, however, had no plans of resting. She took the metal box from her ship, and jumped out. She walked slowly to the cantina. Her face was motionless as she looked around in the locale for what would be her contractor. She soon found that, except for the bartender, there was only one person there. It was a Klatoonian in deep thoughts. She went over to him, walking calmly. He seemed to be sitting entirely in his own world, not noticing her. Until she slammed the heavy metal box on the table before him.
[glow=purple,2,300]You might want to see this.[/glow]
She spoke in a sharp and determined tone, the way a experienced bounty hunter spoke.
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