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Post by Shadowdragon on Oct 22, 2003 20:24:23 GMT -5
Realizing that he's about to miss the turbolift, Greeloo snaps out of his trance in time to shout Wait Lady Deira. I would ride along with your group if it does not cause you any discomfort. I didn't mean to be rude to you before about your skills. It is obvious to me now that you have paid a price for the task I asked of you and I am sorry.
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Post by Regrix on Oct 30, 2003 9:06:33 GMT -5
Pausing the turbolift, Deira waits for Greeloo, then punches in the floor number.
"I am no 'Lady' Greeloo," the jedi smiles, "though there is something I would speak with you later."
OOC: who is in the lift Regrix?
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Post by OceanWhysper on Oct 30, 2003 17:02:43 GMT -5
Moving over so that Greeloo can also enter the turbo lift, Kayla nods her head at him.
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Post by Regrix on Nov 2, 2003 10:59:08 GMT -5
Note: For expediency I am taking it for granted that all have opted to return to the ship.
You arrive at the ship and find it has been refuled and is ready to go..
[glow=yellow,2,300]Those that are sensitive to the force feel great anger, resolve, saddness, and deep confusion.. with a hint of resolve. You also get a bearing on Mogan's location.. [/glow]
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Post by Regrix on Nov 4, 2003 11:18:21 GMT -5
Deira enters the ship with Greeloo and Kayla, "I'm going to try and find Mogan again." Focussing on their rogue member, she has indications of his location more clearly, though the anger she also feels distubs her somewhat. Looking up she addresses those who have returned to the ship, "I think I've found him."
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Post by Shadowdragon on Nov 4, 2003 11:31:40 GMT -5
How far do you figure he is Deira? Hopping into the pilot seat and (remembering the specific sequence Ickbar used) starting the ship. And which way should I head?
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Post by Regrix on Nov 4, 2003 13:23:40 GMT -5
[shadow=black,left,300][/shadow]
Cut scene
Mogan rode the turbolift down to the entry level floor. He paused for a moment to look around cautiously before exiting the lift. "Perhaps I am being overly paranoid.. " he thought to himself and then his mind reviewed the events of the last few days.. "No, I am being justifiably cautious." He concluded. He strode forward and through the main doors into the bright light of noon time Coruscant. He walked along Republic Ave. looking for a public holocom to contact his company and get a ride back to HQ. Within a kilometer he found on being exited by a male Aqualish as he mumbles to himself. Mogan sidesteps the disgruntled alien and enters the booth.
Once he punches the code for his office and the display comes up with a three dimensional view of everything in front of the camera. A man's image stares back at Mogan. A blond haired man with a scar on his chin..
"Ah... *pause* Morgan, glad to hear your well. What's your location we'll send someone to pick you up. " The blond haired man says. "Is Greeloo with you?, Did he make it off world?"
Mogan scanned his area for a moment looking for a likely place to go to watch the street. "No, I don't know if he made it off-world." Mogan lied "I'll be waiting for the pick-up, we can talk more when I see you. There are some strange things I've seen, that maybe the company should be aware of."
"Understood" the blond haired man said flatly and then the image faded as the connection collapsed. Mogan left the booth and moved to Eeth's exotic pets and watched the street. After about half a standard hour an airspeeder with the Green, Black, and White markings of 'Galactic Safaris' on it lands in an open space on Republic Ave. and a man exits the frontal compartment. His brown pilot's jumpsuit is neatly pressed, his shock of space black hair, and facial hair neatly trimmed. He looks around for Mogan.
As Mogan watches from Eeth's he recognizes the man as Soon Petothel, a recent hire from the company's last hiring cycle. Mogan stepped out and called to his co-worker. "Hey, Soon. How you been?" the other man turns to face the direction from which his name was called, Mogan begins to walk in his direction.
"Ah, you know Morgan, nothing ever changes.. the boss is eager to see you after that situation on Robrinwui. What the STANG happened there anyway?" Soon replied. Mogan shook his head as if trying to figure it all out himself. "Well, it was touch and go there for a while. Some bad-ass boys playing around with big weapons. Lucky I'm standing here ta tell Ya. Anyways...catch me up on company gossip while we drive." He says as he plays it all back in his mind.
Soon gets into the pilot section of the airspeeder and Mogan the passenger section. There is a thrum of the engines and the vehicle raises off the ground until it is a couple hundred meters from ground level. The conversation goes on, and Mogan is so busy with the why to's and wherefore's that he never realizes the thin layer of magnetic shielded transparasteel slide up separating the piloting area from the passenger area. Then the miniature gas jets begin filling the passenger section with anesthesia. The last thing Mogan remembers before he falls into darkness is the sound of a mechanical breathing apparatus and a baritone voice "Bring him to me…"
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Post by Regrix on Nov 4, 2003 13:24:47 GMT -5
Mogan comes to a short while later, his hands in binders, his blaster missing.. and he is being led through the hallways of his former employer. The walls now bearing a white snowflake pattern on a black background with the word C.O.M.P.N.O.R. beneath it. Mogan sees Soon walking along side them.. in glistening white armour.. They enter the main room and again that mechanical breathing apparatus and the voice.. "You have done well. TK-125, your performance was truly remarkable. You may go and tend your other duties.. leave Mogan with me.."
Soon donned the helmet of his armour "As you wish Lord Vader" spun on one heel with military precision and strode from the room. Vader turned his attention to Mogan. "Welcome Morgan, We have much to talk about..." Vader leaned into him with a degree of menace.
Mogan figured nonchalance was his best option.. "Welcome, yourself. Last time I was here, you weren't on the company employee list. And you are...?" but Vader ignored the jest. "You may dispense with the attempts of witty banter.. * casual wave of his hand* You will tell me what I want to know If you don't I can assure you that things will grow most seriously unpleasant for you..."
Mogan looked at Vader for a moment, blinked and shook his head "I was raised never to talk to strangers.. what's your name?" Vader nodded.. "Perhaps an example…" Vader made a motion and another long time employee of Galactic Safaris was brought in. Dazs Amarl, one of the best scouts the company had was carried in by more white armoured men. Dazs looked like he had been left out as a chew toy for a Tattoine Sandpanther. One of the guards looks up into the black mask that serves Vader as a face. "Here he is Lord Vader as you requested, he still refuses to talk.. " the trooper said and then backed away.
"Then he is of no use" Vader says as he brings up his hand and Dazs is lifted into the air by an invisible hand.. his own hands come to his throat trying to break the grip of the invisible fingers.."You were a fool.. you should have cooperated.. we could have done much for you.. instead you will die for your lack of vision.. perhaps Mogan will be more wise.. "
Dazs is flailing as he is held 2 meters off the floor.. and soon his body goes limp and is hurled against a far wall with a wet thud all with the wave of Vader's gloved hand.
"Now Mogan, if you would avoid a similar fate, and even prosper out of this.. just tell me where the Jedi are hiding.. I sense you have no love of them, why suffer on their account?" Mogan looks to where Dazs fell.. his body reflexively twitching as his body realizes it's dead. Mogan gulps.. and then forces a brave façade..
"Hmmm...you are a very persuasive orator. You know, until you brought Dazs in here, I was going to tell you to go kiss a Hutt. Ever been to Nar Shadda? Nasty big fat creatures, they are...." Mogan begins to sense Vader's growing impatience. "Anyway......you've changed my mind. I'd be willing to help you...if I knew what Jedi you were referring to." Vader stands silent for a moment "You are not fooling me Mogan.. I can sense your attempt at duplicity.. you remember me from Robrinwui.. I can sense your fear.. you are wise to be nervous.. I am not someone to disappoint.. as Dazs found out.. "
"Guards take him to a class alpha holding cell.. if he gets out you will answer to me.." the Stormtroopers looked at one another nervously and stammered "Yes sir" and take either of your arms and begin to escort you from the room."Don't let yourself be destroyed on their account Mogan.. " Vader says as Mogan is escorted out..
Mogan makes several attempts at escaping the cell.. to the amusement of his jailers. "You vacuum brains could make yourselves useful and let me out!" Mogan taunted them. They merely chuckled.. "It'll take someone tougher than you to make that happen." One of them responded. Mogan sat on the bed feeling defeated.. He would likely die here and there would be no way to save his hide.. soon sleep overtook him..
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Post by Regrix on Nov 4, 2003 13:26:20 GMT -5
In the main room a turbolift opened.. two Stormtroopers stepped out, behind them was a man. His clothing ranged from blue to black and he carried a brace of BlasTech DL-44s and a shoulder bag. He currently had both his weapons in their holsters.
The man entered the room, and the troopers continued to ignore him. He spun on them with a speed that for most would have been impossible.. a double blast from the pistols sent the troopers to the wall and then to the ground.. their chest plastrons melted and fused with the flesh of their chests. Stormtroopers began coming at him from all sides.. He replaces the pistols in their holsters.. and looks around.. "I advise you to leave now.." he said calmly to the Stormtroopers.
The first ranks brought their weapons up, aimed, and their weapons went into meltdown as the Man just stood their eyes half closed.. explosion after explosion went off sending white armoured corpses flying. The area of their bodies closest to the weapons at the detonation was charred black, the weapons shattered.. The man raised his hands and lightning coursed forward. Arcing between the next waves of troopers.. sending them writhing to the ground. The next wave was swatted away by massive invisible hands.. their broken bodies falling from the ceiling and in some cases imbedded in the walls.
As the Man headed toward the detention center.. nothing in the room save him still drew breath. He strode down the corridor, each trooper that tried to stop him was crushed by an invisible vice spurred on by the slightest glance from the man..
Finally he arrived at the detention center, two guards stood watch. "These belts are so tight" one complained to the other as he adjusted it. The man motioned to the other guard.. who then opened the laser wall to Mogan's cell. "What are you doing!" yelled the other trooper. Vader will kill us for this!!" The man drew his pistols.. "I think you have more immediate problems." Two more blasts and the troopers are hurled to the floor a couple of meters from where they stood.
Their Blaster rifles landed near the cell, as did the utility belt of the one that was adjusting his.. Mogan looked around seeing the man who had slain his keepers he was not surprised that such a man could just walk in here this brazenly.. his rescuer has an imposing aire to him.. and did not seem someone to cross lightly..
"Is it your intention to wait for Vader to come back or are ye ready to leave?" the man asked him sharply. Mogan moved slightly forward and took up the utility belt and a E-11 Blaster Rifle. "Well, I did kinda like the accommodations...what the hell do you think?!? Why are we still standing here?" Mogan took a moment to examine his rescuer. He noted that the man had a haunted look in his eyes and that his hair and goatee were neatly trimmed. The man's gaze gives Mogan the feeling that he is looking right through him.. He also notes that the Blaster Pistols the man is using are extremely modified.
"As I have a feeling you'd ask.. My name is Shar Dallain.. Now shall we make our exit.. Vader is not someone to trifle with lightly.. " Shar said as he began padding down the hall with considerable grace. "Lead the way." Mogan coughs slightly "And thanks." Shar nodded.. "No Problem"
Shar begins moving down the hallway, as Mogan followed he noted that there was a large series of Stormtroopers, whose lifeless bodies lie strewn about, their armour battered, body parts twisted at odd angles, some with massive blaster holes in their armour. In some cases the armour is just blackened as if bombarded by energy, there are blaster grips missing blasters, shrapnel penetrating the local stormtrooper's armour.. apparently the blasters became unstable and detonated. Shar motions for Mogan to keep up.
With the grace of a Tattoine sandpanther Shar slips around a corner, the sound of a Heavy Blaster Pistol firing is heard, and again.. two more Stormtroopers go to join their fellows.. "We have to get to the turbolifts.. just drop straight to the ground floor and walk out the door.." he said to Mogan. "Hey, I'm right behind you." Mogan replied as he scrounged for equipment.
Shar gets to the turbolifts and as the door cycles around a squad of Stormtroopers stand in the main one.. In a rapid sequence of movements he pushes the lead trooper back in and hits a button.. and dropping a metallic sphere as the lift drops. He leaps back as in moments there is a deafening detonation of a thermal detonator .. which unfortunately took out the turbolift bank. "So much for that idea.. Now we have to find another route.. come on.. " Shar hissed. He charges to one of the two sets of double doors in the far end of the room.. as he makes for a set in one wall, Stormtroopers exit the set on the opposite wall..
Mogan followed along with Shar, and as the 'troopers begin charging out, he crouched and begin firing into their midst.
Mogan leveled his blaster rifle at the Stormtroopers and let off a shot, the trooper takes the hit in his groin, is knocked back a meter and goes down.. hard. His form lies not moving aside of spasmodic twitching a blackened hole where the blast hit.. Shar's blast caught one in the torso just below the ribcage, vaporizing most of the trooper's vitals.. He is hurled back with force sufficient to knock over two of the troopers behind him.
"Mogan, come on.. I'll cover you.. we've got to get out of here!"
As Mogan & Shar bolted down the hallway with the remaining Stormtroopers in hot pursuit, and a hail of glowing crimson chasing you down the hallway.. you come to a point where the corridor splits into a "T" intersection..
Shar maneuvers around to the left and turns to launch more blaster fire at the pursuing troopers.. "Head down the path to the right.. If anything in white armour gets in the way.. blast it.. If it's Vader... Run like Hades.. I'll mop this up and join you when I can.. "
Down the hall more and more troopers can be seen entering into the hall.. "Go!" Shar shouts at Mogan as he sends more crimson death at the troopers "This is a bad idea, mate!" Mogan shouted, as he slid around the corner on the right side of the hallway. He edged out a little, and fired a couple of blasts back down the hallway. "Splitting up like this is just going to get us both killed!"
Shar shook his head.. "Damn stubborn fool.."
Shar reaches into a shoulder slung pouch, and produces a silver sphere with a button and three LED's on it.. He depresses the button and it begins to beep, the LED's flashing in a sequence.. At first the sequence is slow.. one.. two.. three... and over a matter of seconds.. it speeds up.. until.. onetwothree... he throws the sphere.. not at the Stormtroopers but rather at the ceiling above them..
Something forced Mogan back around the corner, just before the blast went off.. when all is said and done.. the troopers are buried under a large pile of duracrete. "Come on.. we're going to the roof.. "Mogan and Shar make it to the roof.. kilometers above the ground.. and as you exit the portal the Door slams shut with a hiss..
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Post by Regrix on Nov 4, 2003 13:27:02 GMT -5
Shar hangs his head, shaking it from side to side as he senses a familiar presence. There is that familiar wheeze of a mechanical breather.. that baritone voice calls out..
"You were a fool to stay Shar.. Now I will destroy you.. and Mogan will pay the price for his lack of vision, he should have told me where the Jedi were.. but now I sense they come to me.. " With an audible snap-hiss as Vader's crimson blade sprang to life..
"Mogan, your friends will be here shortly.. you cannot win this fight.. when the ship gets here board quickly and take this datapad.. it has co-ordinates that will be helpful.. I'll handle this.. "
Shar stepped further out onto the roof.. from his hip pouch a pair of shiny metallic cylinders rose of their own accord, landed neatly in his open palms. With a double snap hiss two amethyst blades spring form nothingness..
"We've had this dance before Anakin.. you never could beat me.. You betrayed everything you held dear.. The Jedi Order.. Your Mother's memory.. and even Padme.. I cannot allow you to continue..."
"You cannot win Shar.. even now my power grows with my rage.. I am the stronger one now! I feel the Darkside in you Shar.. join me.. together we can bring order to the galaxy" Shar shook his head "I've made my mistakes Anakin.. I shan't be so naïve again." Vader lunges for him.. only to be met with a parry and a hilt pop.. the sound of the lightsaber's handle clanging off Vader's helmet reverberates in the Coruscanti night..
Watching Shar engage Vader in combat, Mogan is at a loss. He doesn't abandon friends in the midst of danger. And even though he's known Shar only a short time, the man did save his life. Mogan sights along his blaster rifle, and moves, circling the combatants, waiting to get a clear shot off at Vader.
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Post by Regrix on Nov 4, 2003 13:31:56 GMT -5
*Sralhyr returns to the familiar ground of the ship and goes about his normal routines aboard. He first checks to see that the weapons are all operational to assure that there won't be any problems later. This was better... none of this who-upset-who BS to worry about, just good old bolts and wires.*
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Post by OceanWhysper on Nov 4, 2003 14:57:55 GMT -5
Upon entering the ship with Deira and Greeloo, Kayla glances about, following Greeloo to the cockpit, she offers her assistance at navigations. While he readies the ship for departure. Glancing over her shoulder at Deira, ~you've got an idea of Mogans location now?~
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Post by Regrix on Nov 4, 2003 18:05:43 GMT -5
*Sensing the eminent danger, Sralhyr increases the speed in which he readies the weapons. Something moving his hands to ready the ship for battle.*
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Post by Iron Bonny Shades on Nov 5, 2003 8:59:09 GMT -5
Ickebar return to his captains chair in the comparatively small flight deck of the light freighter.
"Kayla, you said you were good at computers, now here's your chance, we got the original bio-files of our friend morgan when we were in hyperspace. I want you to see if you can use the sensors and help Deira pin point his location."
"Sralhyr I take it we need to be ship shape and moving immediately." Greelo, get my ship operational and ready immediately. Your in charge of the deck till I return."
"Kiiayshk, man the guns, unless you have any other ideas."
"Dante and Lukke, get a couple of decoys ready, just in case."
"I'm going to engineering and my lab to see what I can do to and to do one quick checkover"
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Post by Kiiayshk on Nov 5, 2003 9:40:02 GMT -5
A series of grunts and howls issues from the Wookiee as he moves to the gun wells.
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