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Post by BugHunter on Mar 2, 2003 0:30:18 GMT -5
Young-Tusk: "Alright! I got the engine functioning!!! Its at 60%. Good enough to fly.
BugHunter: "Good! Now I have to contact the captain of this boat to let us out. You there, get me in touch with the captain again"
*The Technician turns the vid-link on to the hub of the Leviathan again*
BugHunter: "Hey Krath, me and the boys would love to stay, but we gotta bail out of here. We're not in much shape for fighting right now anyway and you guys seem to have everything under control. You have warp transporters right? If it aint much trouble to ask, could you warp us to the coordinates of sector 3? If not, just open the bay doors and we'll travel ourselves there. We can finish our repairs there. Oh, and tell Tassatul that we're going."
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Post by Cobra5 on Mar 2, 2003 21:14:32 GMT -5
*Cobra's ears prick up...as if, somehow, he can tell that something is wrong...he sudenly thinks of Kal, then of Katt...*
(Sigh...still waiting for Palla...or Vale, maybe...)
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Post by palla on Mar 3, 2003 11:54:25 GMT -5
(occ: I have to change my speech color. I can't read it!)
Palla glares at Vale.
"I don't think so. With all due respect, Naraz belongs to me.
In Sierra's Stallion
Sierra: "What's going on? Shouldn't she have contacted us by now?"
Jax: "This is Palla we're talking about. Knowing her, she's gotten herself in trouble and is trying to bail herself out."
Sierra: *sweatdrop* "That would make sense. Wait, look!"
A hatch is slowly opening on the side of the Apocalypse. Thinking accurately that it is a landing space, Sierra turns to Jax.
Sierra: "I guess she did it." She turned back to the controls and prepared to radio the Apocalypse. "This is Sierra's Stallion to the Apocalypse. We're preparing to dock."
The ship navigates towards the Apocalypse, flying into the docking area and touching done.
Jax: "You don't think she's in too much trouble, do you?"
Sierra gives him a look that says: you have got to be kidding me.
Jax: "Great. What mess are we gonna have to get her out of this time?"
Back inside
Palla tilts her head to the side, as if hearing something far off.
(occ: she's slightly telepathic)
"Sierra and Jax are here. Are we allowed to go and great them?" She looks over at Vale and Naraz, eyes narrowing a bit. "-With- my dog."
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Post by BugHunter on Mar 3, 2003 17:36:16 GMT -5
(ooc: nice decision Palla, I was beginning to get annoyed with the yellow myself)  |
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Post by Cobra5 on Mar 3, 2003 21:09:35 GMT -5
Cobra: "I guess we can go meet them, but pets arn't normally alowed in the military section... I don't think anyone will care, though. Um...the city, where the starport is, is quite a ways off though. So if we're gonna go meet them, we better get going now... ugh, one last thing: Don't you try nothing. If you so much as even think about going 3 on one with me, you and your Jack and Sara whoever, I garuentee you'll regret it. I'm a bounty hunter, remeber, it's my job to take out smugglers and...the such. And I know how you smuglers are, you have a nack for sneaking things past security...
But enough of that. Sorry to come and go like this Vale, but I'm assigned to babysitting on a ship I'm not even working for..."
*Cobra turns back to palla*
"Shall we...?"
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Post by palla on Mar 4, 2003 11:20:39 GMT -5
(occ: it was purple before. yellow was kal)
Palla fumes silently.
BABYSITTING?!? Who does he think I am? Not a child, certainly! I'm twenty, not twelve!
"Yes," she said through gritted teeth. "Let's go to them."
As she followed Cobra out of the room with Naraz trailing at her feet, she fell to thinking.
What's going to happen to me? Not just me, but my crew? We have to be on the move again, searching again for those monsters that ruined us in the first place.
She glanced up and watched Cobra as he led her toward the meeting place.
There's not much more that could happen that would make this worse. Unless, of course, these people were to find out the truth about me. Not the human smuggler, but...
Palla shook her head suddenly, not wanting to dwell on that thought anymore. She hurried her pace and caught up with Cobra, following but all the while thinking of what was going to happen next.
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Post by Cobra5 on Mar 4, 2003 18:36:20 GMT -5
*Cobra stops*
"Stop it." He says, with an emotionless voice. "I can tell you're thinking something bad. If you're ploting against us, don't even think about it, this is a warship. If you're worried about the safty of yourself or your crew, don't worry about it. As long as you don't try anything, you guys will be fine. And sorry if I seem like I've been acting a little mean lately... I'm normally a very good judge of people's character. You seemed good at first, but for some reason now I feel... thretened by you..."
"come on"
*He starts walking again*
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Post by palla on Mar 5, 2003 10:50:51 GMT -5
Palla stops a few steps behind Cobra.
"You, sir, are wrong on the first account and correct on the second. I do not trust you completely, but will for the moment believe that my crew will not be hurt."
Palla turns on her heel and walks away from Cobra toward the aread marked Star Port. Naraz remains by Cobra's side, his head tilted to the side like he's thinking about something. He looks up at Cobra, with a look on his face that says: She'll calm down. Just a little tempremental...
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Post by Cobra5 on Mar 5, 2003 15:43:21 GMT -5
(So, what, is the dog like psycic or something ;D Brandy cirtainly can't say stuff like that  ) "YOU don't have OUR trust!?Are you INSANE!?" *Cobra runs out and stand in front of Palla, blocking her way.*"You attacked our ship! You subdued our guards and attempted a covert infiltration!! You resisted arest!! Did we KILL you?! Did we even punish you?! You spent a few minutes in the brig! I went out of my way to find out if you were truly an enemy, to free you, and I'm babysitting you around this ship!! And you're worrying about TRUSTING us!? YOU not trusting US, after all you did to us, and we STILL forgave you!? Just WHO do you think you are!? You should worry about earning OUR trust, not the other way around!!" *the people in the streets (The starport is conected to the civilian section) all give cobra and palla a glancing stare as they walk by...* |
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Post by Tassatul on Mar 5, 2003 15:44:23 GMT -5
*Krath listens to BugHunter, then responds*
'We're a little bit drained from that Fist Mechanism, but I think we can get enough energy to warp you out of here. Get everybody into the ship, and we'll warp in just a minute' says Krath.
*Krath nods, and a warrior types in the coordinates. Seconds later, the BugHunter's vessel dissapears from the Leviathan*
***WHHHHHHHOOOOSHHHHH***
*Back at base camp, Tassatul is out on the grounds, giving orders and directions to the warriors*
'Over there is fine. Get those crates into the building over there. Mesdo, take some men and go repair the landing bay, were gonna need it later' he orders.
*Suddenly, small, robotic looking ships streaked overhead. Cloaking technology and their small size prevented detection by the carriers. A barrage of small 'tags' shoot from them and attach to Tassatul*
'Issah! What the heck are these thi-'
*Before he can finish, waves of orange light surround Tassatul, and he dissapears*
(ooc: DUN DUN DUUUNNNNN! I wanted to put Tassatul into a more personal situation, and this seemed the best way to do it)
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Post by BugHunter on Mar 6, 2003 7:22:51 GMT -5
***WHHHHHHHOOOOSHHHHH***Young-Tusk: "Wahoo! Warping is fun as hell!" ;D Light-Stepper: "Looks like Krath kept with what he said. We're in Sector 3, 40000 clicks away from the infested planet (whats its name again?). Armor is holding well. Engines are still intact, we can fly"  BugHunter: "Finally! Some rest after all that fighting... How far are we from the nearest Starport Pub?" Light-Stepper: "oh good, looks like we're only 10 clicks away from the Starport Pub VII" BugHunter: "Well then, lets go" 
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Post by Tassatul on Mar 7, 2003 19:56:11 GMT -5
*Tassatul reappears within a holding cell. There are no windows or any other obvious openings in the room. All there is is a small light source on the ceiling*
'What the. . .where am I?' Tassatul wonders.
*A metallic voice sounds in the room*
[shadow=yellow,left,300]'Cooperate, and you may live'[/shadow]
'Whoever you are, I dont cooperate with enemies. I'm sure your familiar with the Protoss Honor Code? You'll get nothing from me' replied Tassatul.
[shadow=yellow,left,300]'Well, then'[/shadow]
*Small holes open up on the walls and a hissing sound is heard*
'Tanj!'
*Tassatul activates his warp blades, but they do him no good. His eyes flash from their normal green to an enraged red, and then he sluumps to the floor
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Post by copyKatt on Mar 7, 2003 20:27:28 GMT -5
*Kero and Trace come rushing into the bridge*
Kero: i came as soon as i heard, i brought Trace too, if thats ok.
Katt: yea sure, the more the merrier, right?
Kero: heh, not in this case *Kero gestures out to the hordes of bugs, pop-ups, KitFoxes, and whatever else is buzzing around on the battlefeild*
Trace: things arent looking too good out there... hows everything going?
Katt: we've just sent out a new fleet of F-10s, but they havent made it to the battlefeild just yet. those buggers are in for a nasty surprise... so Kero, you recognize these ships frrom anywhere?
Kero: no, ive never seen anything like it. i cant even beging to imagine how they evade the radar... after the battle i could check some of it out though.
Katt: after the battle! we cant wait that long! do you see anything that could possible help us though?
Kero: like weaknesses or malfunctions or anything? not one... sorry
Trace: why dont we just start firing more of the cannons? if the tertiary cannons arent finishing the job, then why not just move up to the secondary?
Katt: Oh sure, why dont we just use the main cannon? those things are for capitol class ships! we dont need to use those...
Trace: fine, but you know, the bigger the better... well another suggestion of mine would be... *Katt and Trace get into a discussion about what tactics, ships, and ship functions they should use, with the occasional interjection from Kero*
Katt: fine then, its settled. *over the intercom* Get those Kitfoxes to the southeastern edges of the battle, the ship will take care of all the rest along with the F-10s.
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Post by palla on Mar 7, 2003 21:36:03 GMT -5
Palla looks at Cobra for a minute, trying not to show fear but shrinking back a little.
"I..." Palla looks at Cobra's face and sees little anger there, possibly mere frustration. "Trust just gets you, or the people you care about, killed." Palla turns her gaze away from Cobra, not wanting to reveal any of her painful past to a stranger.
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Post by BugHunter on Mar 7, 2003 23:50:03 GMT -5
Light-Stepper: "Starport Pub VII control, this is the Hunting Star"
Inter-com: *kssh* Hunting Star, this is Starport Pub VII control, we hear you loud and clear. Woa, you look pretty banged up. *kssh*
Light-Stepper: "Uh..yea, affirmative on that. Requesting a repair bay, any openings?"
Inter-com: *kssh* head on over to port C17, it should be open. Enjoy your stay. *kssh*
Light-Stepper: "Thank you very much"
*The Hunting Star Enters the repair bay. They exit their craft after being secured in*
BugHunter: "Alright boys, get some R&R, you all deserve it. Oh, and dont forget to go to check with a medical bay too, just in case. I'll go hire a mechanic"
Young-Tusk: "Hey, let me work on the ship"
BugHunter: "Fine, but you also have to hire some help to speed up repairs. You can look over the operation too if you want to. I'll go and call Top-Knot"
(ooc: Top-Knot is BugHunter's clan leader. He's the best of the best and one tough hambre!)
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