Korendil
Peasant
I am the light in the darkness of my own soul.....
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Post by Korendil on Jul 2, 2004 23:29:47 GMT -5
Grateful for the aid he thanks them and passes out from the pain in his body. The Force ebs and flows around him as he "sleeps" easing his pain and confirming the need to awaken.
OOC: Lemme know when I wake up so that intros can be made and what not please Regrix...
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Post by Regrix on Jul 3, 2004 22:31:56 GMT -5
Deira:
With the newcommer safely on board, Deira, with assistance, takes him to the medbay. She looks over his injuries, and although not bejond her own skills to heal, she realises she would do better with help.
She rushes to the others, looking about for Kayla...
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Post by Regrix on Jul 3, 2004 22:32:30 GMT -5
Mogan:
Mogan covers Deira as she helps the wounded Jedi onboard. He stares down those who are paying more attention then they should.
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Post by Regrix on Jul 9, 2004 23:54:38 GMT -5
Kayla upon hearing Deira call for her comes into the main compartment of the ship. Her eyes move from Deira to Mogan to the wounded Jedi.
"Bring him to the medibay."
She leads them to a smallish room on the ship and has them lay him on the bed. She begins prepping the materials to tend his wounds.
Meanwhile...
Outside the ship, and outside the view of the viewports the swoop gangs have come back.. with friends They have taken up position to be clear of attack but ready to dish it out
As no one had been monitoring the sensors recently, their presance is unknown.
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Post by Regrix on Jul 16, 2004 22:50:07 GMT -5
Deira looked to Kayla "I've already taken him there” then following Kayla to the Med Bay, she turns and to everyone else "May I suggest someone watch for anyone headed our way?" Arriving at the med bay and getting herself situated she begins to monitor the newcomer’s vitals through use of the ships medical computer and the Force. She made it as far as the door to med bay when she heard Mogan snort, "Are you kidding me? We practically handed their asses to those guys! They wouldn't have the nerve to come back here and mess with us again. I don't care how many friends they brought with 'em
Greeloo, who sitting in the cockpit had been listening to the conversation via the ships internal comlink begins to prep the ship, running through the preflight checks and warm it up. “Hey boss” he said as he turned to face Ickebar “I don't think we should stay here too much longer. Mind if I lift off and see if we can find another landing pad in the area. This one's a little too hot suddenly”
." Deira came out of the med bay for the datapad that contained information on what was normal for Mirakula biology, as she did so she took a moment to respond to Mogan’s bravado "There’s no harm in being careful," Deira nods to Mogan. Kayla prompts Deira to come back hearing Kayla call her to the med bay she remembers her original tasks, "I'd best help Kayla with our newcomer, tell the others what’s going on?"
*Sralhyr raises his head, as the commotion outside his workroom grows louder. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he puts his jacket back on and goes to the door, opening it. He tries to ascertain what is going on in the corridor. *
He sees Kayla and Deira busy in the Med bay with a injured humanoid male, Mogan still weapon in hand saying something about some unfriendly denizens of the area. Sralhyr surmises that the others are attending to other tasks.
After gathering the supplies needed for healing the Jedi from the main compartment, Kayla then returns to the task of examining and treating his wounds.
There seems to be no unusual activity outside the ship…
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Post by Regrix on Jul 23, 2004 22:51:52 GMT -5
Inside the Ship
Ickebar growing increasingly annoyed at the continuing stream of new arrivals on board his ship stares wide eyed (even for a Mon Cal) at yet another new arrival in the Med Bay.
"All right, who is he, and why should I allow him on my ship?" Icky asks peevishly.
Deira finishes up stabilizing the new arrival in time to here the Mon Cal’s petulant rant. She emits a sigh and looks to Kayla "I'd best deal with Ickebar," she sighs.
With that she steps out of the Med Bay and into the main compartment where the Mon Cal stands defiantly.
"Ickebar, he was a Jedi in trouble, I couldn't leave him." She explains simply.
After hearing Deira’s words, Ickebar grumbled.
"Why is it that in spite of how rare Jedi are supposed to be, that my ship attracts them like a friggin magnet."
(DM Note: They aren’t RARE yet! This is the beginnings of the Jedi Purge.)
"Once he's healed up, I expect him to work." He huffs
Deira looks to the floor. "It is more likely that it is I who draw them."
“Then quit doing it. All, it's going to do is doom the Jedi order and make Vader show up at our front door.” He rants further "Now do you have anything else to report?"
Deira looks up to him and meets his eyes, "It is the Force which draws the remnants of my order together Ickebar, I cannot prevent that." She contemplates how to explain it. "You would see it as exponential, there is a ripple In the Force where each of us are, the more of us there are, the bigger the ripple, it acts as a beacon to our brothers and sisters of the Force."
She looks to the floor, "I have only recently learned to control my echo in the Force, but the others have not, indeed some feel it is against the will of the Force to do so."
*The zabrak looked around and soaked up the information shooting back and forth between the Jedi and the captain. He ascertained what was happening and felt an uneasy sensation wash over him at the mention of Vader. What the captain was saying was partially true, if what Deira said was right... the more Jedi they "collected", the greater the reason and probability that Vader would be showing back up*
"Captain, perhaps we should speed up this mission and limit our time here?"
*Spotting Mogan, Sralhyr drew his blaster as well and moved towards him.*
"What's going on?!"
"I agree."
"We are getting no where in finding Amidala in our present mission, and the more we stay here and pick up Jedi, the more likely our mission is to fail."
"I've picked up a few trade goods, and I think we'll need to access the holonet on the force as well as any enhancements we can get for the ship."
"We need to block the force, or at least create a decoy so that we can throw them off our trail."
"Is there any indicators that can be used to be charged with the force?"
(DM NOTE: In this time frame there is no way to infuse the force in anything or anyone, your born with it or not. Further there is nothing known at this time to interfere with the Force on any level. Ysalamiri are unknown in this time.)
Still there is no action outside the ship that would be out of place. The new arrival is beginning to wake.
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Post by Regrix on Jul 30, 2004 22:58:21 GMT -5
Ship’s Cockpit
Greeloo sits in the cockpit of the ship listening to the exchange over the ship’s comlink as he completes pre-flight preperation. Once Ickebar had completed his diatribe, Greeloo decided it was time to remind him that they’re still on the ground.
”Hey kid. If you're so all-fired-worried about Vader showing up, don't you think it might be a good idea to not be here when he does? Pre-flight's all done. With your permission, I'd like to take her up and see if we can't find a different locale in the area to set back down in. One that Mogan hasn't shot the hell out of yet perhaps.”
While everyone was busy the new arrival raised his head… He lay for a moment listening to the voices in the adjacent room “Where am I? Who are these people?” He got up and pulled his hair back behind his head and tied it in place. Making sure his bandanna was still over his "eyes" he got of the table, straightened his robes and "looked" around at the people in the ship. “Hmm interesting crew. A few know the force well I see.' He exited the med bay and turned to Kayla and bowed, "Thank you for your help in patching me up dear lady. Now who is the captain of this ship? I need to speak with him." Upon hearing the name Amidala, he turned "Ah that must be him. Thank you again my dear." He said over his shoulder to Kayla. His voice grated a little from pain that he still felt in a few places as he stepped into the hall. He coughed and states simply, "Good day dear fellows. My name is Miasake Konachi and I am in your debt. I must ask why you seek Senator Amidala?" Turning he notices Deira and Morgan and he smiles a little, nodding at them in thanks. He faces Ickebar again and does not move for a moment as his brow furrows in concentration. Seeming satisfied he states, "As per my helping you, I shall do whatever I can. I know where the Senator was last and can take you there. But it is dangerous as I barely made it out with my life. But if we are to go there we must stay here, as it is the closest landing pad. And we must move quickly lest she die..." He trails of at the last bit seemingly lost in thought.
Meanwhile…
Padme and Sabe hovered in a stasis field as the dark clad figure entered.
“Good evening senator. I hope you and your bodyguard are comfortable you won’t be here much longer.” He said.
“Where are my other bodyguards?” Padme demanded.
He nonchalantly whipped at his mouth for a second…
“They were dinner guests… and released” He offered her a grin that was not very comforting. “Fear not Senator, you shall be with them soon.”
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Post by Regrix on Aug 7, 2004 21:59:17 GMT -5
Inside the ship
Deira nodded considering what Ickebar had said… unsure if what he wanted was even possible. When Miasake mentioned Senator Amidala, her thoughts change back to the mission at hand.
"We look for her at the request of a friend of hers." Her voice takes on a somber tone. "Do you know her location then? We have been searching with no luck for some time."
So focused on her thoughts that she had forgotten that introductions have not been made.
Just as Deira began to speak, Greeloo had entered the room… when she has finished speaking Greeloo (who had noticed the lack of introductions) greets the Mirakulan Jedi.
Welcome aboard Konachi. Our illustrious captain Ickebar motioning towards the young Mon Cal although very young has managed to keep his head and come up with some really good ideas from time to time (even if they don't all work). Anyway, Konachi, he's the one you'll need to tell, although all of us could use the info. Turning to Ickebar before continuing. Well, I powered down the engines but pre-flight's all done so we can still be out of here if we need to.
He waits for Ickebar to consider this…
As an aside Mogan leaned in to Sralhyr as Greeloo was talking to Misake.
"I have no real idea what's going on. We somehow managed to pick up another Jedi when we made our first foray outside." He told the Zabrak with a half smile.
Dorin who had been meditating somewhere in the back of the ship comes out of his trance as he was distracted by the conversation he heard over the ship-wide comlink. He had emerged into the main room and moved close to Deira. He exchanged a look with her..
[glow=blue,2,300] I would like to speak with you when you have a free moment. [/glow]
The message came in clearly, yet weak. He was not wear in anyway, if anything he was concentrating rather hard.
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Post by Regrix on Aug 21, 2004 21:57:52 GMT -5
Inside the Ship
Deira sensing Dorin’s wish to converse with her and hearing the situation at hand she projects back Waiting for more information from Miasake, she projects back to Dorin. [glow=blue,2,300] This may take some time[/glow]
Konachi faces Deira and begins explaining the situation, " As for what I know it is this....My mission was given to me by the Jedi Counsel on Coruscant and it was to aid and protect Senator Amidala on her own mission. We had met with a Qurren contact in the undercity and gone into the lower areas of the planet looking for a camp that was loyal to a new warlord. A Dark Jedi as I came to find out..
We were ambushed by some of his guards, and brought to him. The Dark Jedi, who had stylized himself as a god here, looked at the Senator's party.. (6 Handmaidens, Amidala, a protocol droid, and myself.)
He then said there would be a great banquet, and we'd all have a place of honour, as the main course. He had said that it would be on the next lunar cycle. Which is coming to a close.
I realized I was the only one who had a prayer of escaping for aid. I escaped.. having fought a dark padawan on my way out… fortunately my skills were just a bit sharper than theirs.. and then I managed to make my way through the crimson corridor and find you. I can take you back that way as I said before. Whatever I can do to help, I will. Just aid me in seeking and rescuing Amidala."
He sighs and sees the other Jedi. He smiles a bit at the sight of so many in one place when he knows that a darkness is covering the light. "We must make haste to save her before the dark jedi does what he intends! We must save her no matter the cost!"
Konachi sighs, "I would love to tell you exact numbers, but I don't know. I fought a few guards and a dark padawen myself on my way out. There are most likely a higher number of guards around Amidala and anyone left with her, unless this Dark Jedi is overconfident." Konachi shakes his head. "Either way we do not have much time to sit and ponder. We must hurry."
Deira sensing his rising frustration tries to sooth the Mirakulan Jedi…
"Shhh.… " the young Jedi says, trying to calm her force-brother, she also instinctively sends soothing waves of Force to him. "If we simply go and rush in seeking a fight things are not going to work, we have to play smart." She sighs and gestures to her own guise, clad in tight black and green leathers and wild hair, "Neither can we afford to advertise we are Jedi."
She contemplates for a moment, "What about the terrain there? And what about this Dark Jedi?" For the first time since her Master's death she was truly apprehensive; taking on a Dark Jedi, though the right thing to do, was way beyond her own meager abilities in the Force to date.
Ickebar looks around the cabin, his annoyance growing at the situation… going to indecision and seemingly a resigned and defeatist outlook… "Well one things for sure, if we keep collecting Jedi and doing nothing, we are as good as dead." Ickebar said solemnly.
"Prepare the ship for take off once everybody's onboard." He said, "We are leaving this planet."
Deira turns to Ickebar, confused, "We cannot abandon Amidala if she is indeed so close. If we can get recon and formulate a decent strategy, we could very well succeed."
At this point The Wookiee Jedi lets out a howl and shakes an angry fist at Ickebar… He doesn’t like the idea of just giving up on the mission.
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Post by Regrix on Aug 22, 2004 7:08:20 GMT -5
Meanwhile
Sabe raised her head as she heard the footsetps coming down the corridor. She looked to Padme and one of the other handmaidens "Someone's coming" she said.
The door opened with a burst of compressed air and their captor entered.. dark cloak flourishing in his wake. Behind him came two droids of unfamiliar design but clearly built to restrain prisoners.
He looked at the women contemplating.. and then pointed to the other rank and file handmaiden..
"Take that one." he said as if placing an order at a tapcafe. Amidala and Sabe tried to interveine as much as their words could, being restrained as well.. the couldn't move to aid their comrad..
The hooded figure laughed.. "Your turn is coming very soon. Just be patient.. " and with that the two droids with their captured prisoner as well as their tormentor departed.
Padme and Sabe looked to one another with tear streaked faces.. Only they reamained.
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Post by Regrix on Aug 28, 2004 1:00:52 GMT -5
Inside the Ship
Konachi looks to Deira with a sigh. "I would love to tell you exact numbers, but I don't know. I fought a few guards and a dark padawan myself on my way out. There are most likely a higher number of guards around Amidala and anyone left with her, unless this Dark Jedi is overconfident." Konachi shakes his head. "Either way we do not have much time to sit and ponder. We must hurry."
Greeloo turns his attention back to Ickebar when Ickebar made the order to leave. “Captain, I just told you...I've shut down the engines but pre-flight is done in case we need to get out of here quickly. If as this Jedi says, Amidala is close, and we are here to rescue her, we might as well at least TRY to do that.” He turned his attention to Deira and Konachi I'm with you two. Let's figure something out and go get the Senator.”
Mogan who was sitting in the common room of the ship, though having healed he was still a little tender from being blasted.. now, he was getting heated.. "Are we going to be doing anything, or just sit here and become targets?" Mogan fumed. "This is getting ridiculous. All you people do is talk." Dante nodded in aggreement
Deira turned to (and quite possibly on) Mogan "Then you figure out how to get Amidala out of there," Deira's good nature snaps, "we know where she is but have little intel to figure out the best course of action." She inwardly calms herself, and walks out of the cabin, calling to Dorin, [glow=blue,2,300] ~you wanted to talk?~ [/glow]
Konachi looks around at everyone, his face serine but also desperate. "I am sorry but the time for talk is over. I am a very patient person by nature, but my mission's safety comes before my own. I am going to save Amidala if I am able. Any and all assistance is welcome and thanked. I cannot sit and debate more here when the moon is full this night and She is to die then." Konachi bows and sweeps out of the ship, looking carefully around to make sure no surprises await himself and anyone else that joins him.
Dorin comes from out of the corner and says quietly to Deira "From the second I boarded this ship I have done nothing but watch. I want to take on more of an...Active role on the mission. As I am sure you noticed, I am not the best at the abilities Master Shar taught me, but what I lack in my force abilities, I more than compensate for with the skill with a lightsaber. Before you picked me up, I practiced non-stop and I feel completely confidant in my combat skills."
Ickebar presses a button, and the doors shut down. "I need your services onboard Kiiayshkk, Tro Klen, Dante, Gerrard Lopez, Magg Drue, I want you to fan out and form a search party for the aforementioned princess. The rest of us will wait on the ship for further orders.
The wookiee let out another bellow of protest, Magg looked at him and nodded. “It occurs to me that there are others here better suited to this mission. Konachi has been there already, If there are indeed Dark Jedi to fight there, more of them in the rescue party would be an idea. It is likely that is not all they have by way of forces, and it would be nice to have some ranged attacks as well to soak up the almost obvious cannon fodder. We need to act presently, we also need an idea of what we face.
Ickebar trying to justify his position began… "Right now, that man in the black armor is pretty much hunting all of you and your kin down at an alarming rate. You might be very good, but that man will take you done fast. We need to work together as a team, if we are to survive this predicament." He then focused on Konachi "Your no good to your princess if your dead, young padawan."
"Kiiayshkk is a good soldier, and he can handle himself and his team, and there are several of your Jedi compatriot's with you. I want to keep the Jedi well spaced so that the Jedi cannot be taken out by a single patrol of that man and his minions.”
Konachi jumped back as the doors closed in front of him, his hand slipping to his lightsaber on instinct and bringing it forth but not activating it. "My good captain, I fear we now have a problem. I cannot sit by and do nothing here when I know where my charge is or at least was last. You cannot expect me to stay here. I will most certainly not do so, and if your ship needs a new door to permit me to exit then that is what shall be done. Unless of course you have a very good reason to keep me here, and if so should explain yourself very quickly." He held his lightsaber ready and stood close to the now closed hatch, waiting on Ickebar's reply.
Deira hears more raised voices and returns to the compartment to hear Ickebar's commands. "Ickebar's idea has sense in ways other than he initially thought, though I'd have picked the groups slightly differently." She looks to Konachi, "Kiia is a skilled scout, as are the others who left from what we are aware, but more importantly, they have strong senders and receivers in the Force at both ends, in case these," she taps her transmitter, "fail."
"We have to split our brethren for other reasons; our patterns are more visible in the Force together and perhaps separated we can confuse Vader long enough to snatch Amidala from her current predicament." She looks to Ickebar, "I'm sure Ickebar chose the teams he did for a good reason," her unspoken question lingers in the air for a moment before she continues, " and once we receive word with more information we will be able to join them.
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Post by Regrix on Sept 10, 2004 22:07:22 GMT -5
[shadow=Maroon,left,300]Regrix:The DM[/shadow]
Due to the fact that Planet seems to be down, and the way things have gone. I will be interpreting the characters of those that have left us. Meaning that from this point until I feel I have too many NPCs I will dictate the character’s actions. Not a tactic I like to employ but.. circumstances as they are.. Necessary.
[shadow=Purple,left,300]In the ship[/shadow]
There was a long tense silence, then finally the Mirakulan Jedi seemed to slump a bit clearly not completely at peace with what he was about to say.
Konachi sat by the hatch and looked over to Ickebar. "Fine, we will do it your way. Deira please let me know when we are going. I am going to try and locate Amidala with the force and make sure she is still alright." With that his breathing began to slow and he slumped a bit.
The Wookiee Jedi howled at Ickebar in such a fashion that was indicative of a threat. The others moving to equip their side arms. Then in the moment Greeloo spoke up.
“Hey squid-breath!” He directed at Icekebar “Just what the frag do you think you're doing? The Jedi knows where she is, and that she's in immenent danger of being killed. Now open the damn hatch so we can try to rescue her, or I'll blow the damn emergency doors and render the ship unsafe for space travel! I've about had it with your tantrums!” Unholstering his blaster, Greeloo starts towards the emergency exit release. “I'm warning you now, try to stop me and I'll blast you.”
Hearing the commotion, Kayla hurries down the corridor to the entrance ramp just as the doors seal shut. Turning towards the captain to inquire as to why the hatch is now closed and many of the crew is missing, she is halted by Greeloo's angered words to the captain, and must agree. Moving closer to Greeloo, she whispers “Has he gone mad or something? I mean he does behave rather irrationally most of the time, but I didn't realize he was totally off his rocker.” Unholstering her blaster, she moves to watch Greeloo's back as he goes to blow the emergency hatch.
Deira looked over the situation and sighed heavily. “Friends” she began in a calming tone “This won’t solve anything. If Konachi knows where the Senator is, then we ought to pursue this knowledge. I fear the Senator is in deadly danger. We are not, however going to be able to help her if we kill one another.”
Ickebar’s widened in what would have been a wild-eyed expression on a human. He took up his “grenade launcher” and began waving it around, though no one seemed intimidated. “This is mutiny” he ranted… “I’m the captain here..” Sarlhyr and Mogan stood dumbfounded. Ickebar tried to fire the weapon and it partially exploded in his hands leaving him with some nasty burns on them.
Tro Klen finally spoke up, having watched this sorry display… “Are we done here?”
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Post by Deira on Sept 19, 2004 6:38:58 GMT -5
*Turning to Greeloo*
[shadow=red,left,300]"Perhaps it would be best if you were to take over as captian. It seems that Ickebar is not mentally fit for the job."[/shadow]
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Post by Ickebar on Sept 19, 2004 6:45:53 GMT -5
*Eyes buldge*
[shadow=navy,left,300]"The stang he will.. I'll not follow his orders.. he's an insect.. The whole galaxy knows Rodians are only good for lackys.. I am the Captian.. It's my post.. my post.. lacky is your post.. your post.. My post.. your post.. my post.. your post.."
"Hurk!"[/shadow]
*Ickebar slumps to the floor*
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Post by Kiiayshkk on Sept 19, 2004 7:08:39 GMT -5
*Foregoing the standard Howl of annoyance.. he drops a massive shaggy fist on the Mon Cal's head, knocking him cold*
*Bark-laughing*
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