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  1. Trowa smirked. "Now, now what kind of attude is that? Well, if you are sure then lets start heading towards my ship then i suppose. We are going to head out to a nice and comfy planet for a while. I need some time to rest."

     

    He began his walk back to his ship, Aero following. He had his hand on the trigger to the detanators the whole time. If he went down...so did she.

     

    He arrived at his ship, cleared it off and began preping it for take-off.

     

    "Find your self a nice room and make your self at home."

     

    He went back to gettign the ship ready.

     

    "Oh and don't worry about your ship or your self for that matter. It will all be okay."

  2. He laughed at her. "Do you think I am afraid to die. Do you think I will hesitate to kill you. You want to take your ship, eh? Well then lets go see it." He waited for her to lead the way.

  3. "If you need something I will go with you to get it. Other then that you are not leaving my sight. I am not getting killed so soon because of the likes of you."

     

    He walked over to his ship and grabbed one of the bags he had loaded up when he stole the ship. He pulled out every thermal detanator he had and strapped them onto his chest.

     

    Aero looked at him, her eyes wide open.

     

    "What, if I get caught I want to go out with a bang, ya know?"

     

    A smile came over his face as he strapped the last of them on.

     

    "Get in the ship we have to go. I don't want to be caught on this waste of a planet."

     

    He looked at her waiting for her to get up so that they could leave.

  4. He glanced at her. He noticed her looking at his dagger. "I am quite deadly with it, but I don't want to have to use it needlessly so don't try anything...please..." His voice tooking on a softer tone.

     

    "My name is Trowa Barton. I am here hiding. Who I am hiding from is none of your concern at the moment. I don't plan to stay long. You have to stay with me until I feel i can trust you enough to let you leave. And what do you need at your X-wing. There is more room in my ship if you want a bunk, or you can sleep outside if you wish. Now, is there anything else?"

    He pulled some kind of bar he found on the ship and began to eat.

     

    He looked up at her. "If you act right, I will treat you right. So don't try anything."

     

    He had just killed many soldiers...but it was for his cause. He didn't want to have to kill needlessly anymore.

  5. He looked her up and down. "You may not take orders from anyone before now, but now you do. IF you want to know something just ask. otehr then that take a seat and enjoy the senary."

     

    He sat down, his dagger still in his hand. He held it so she could she it.

     

    "If you decide to do this the hard way I will not hesitate to kill you. You will not be the first death to be had at my hands."

     

    He say there waiting for her to decide on what she would do.

  6. She looked innocent enough...but these damn groups would make anyone do there bidding...that is why they all had to pay. He loosed his grip a little more.

     

    "Sorry, but you are her your bussniess is mine now. Tell me who sent you?" He pressed his knife a little more...a thin trickle of blood ran down her neck. "YOu have two choices. One, you stay with me and you won't be living until I do, for my safty of course. Or two I kill you and go about my bussness her. No one will find you her so I recomend the first"

     

    He released her so she could speak. He had his daggers drawn ready to strike if she took the hard way.

  7. Trowa was sitting agaisnt his ship thinking of his next move when he heard somethign...a twig. He got up and hide under some brush....The intruder was a young girl it...she had a bag of what looked to be supplys perhaps?

     

    She walked past him...He drew one of his remaining daggers...He sprung out grabbing her arms and holding them behind her back with his dagger at her throat.

     

    "Who are you? What are you doing here and what do you want?"

  8. Trowa came out of hyperspace above endor. He piloted his ship into one of the few semi-clear patchs. He got out for a bit and looked around. He went about hiding his ship, making sure that everything inside was turned off as to produce no heat signature. He began to set up. He would be here for a time.

     

    After a while he began to search the ship for any thing that could possibly be used to trace him. He couldn't find anything at the moment but he knew seed would be after him, he wasn't going to fight it he knew they would get him. Unless he could get to somewhere really safe and hiddin soon. Either way his fate was looking dark at the moment.

     

    He kicked back and relaxed looking at the amazing night sky. A smirk came across his face. He loved when things played out like this. It was so fun and entertaining.

  9. Rizzy listened as Darex was talking about the forms.

     

    "Try using more acrobatics"

     

    Rizzy looked around for a brief second. They were getting fairly close to the wall. Rizzy moved towards the wall at a run, it was only 5 feet away so he was there like that. He used to the force to increase his speed a bit more. He ran up the side of the wall and did a cartwheel off of it landing behind Darex swinging his saber at Darexs backside. Darex turned and blocked it as he did so. Rizzy, having completely landed, bounced back into the air doing a flip over derex's head.

     

    He landed getting ready to swing but he landed off balance falling to the ground. He heard a loud snap from his ankle. He felt a searing pain running up his leg from his ankle.

     

    EDIT-I did it again, I am not reposting so IF you don't know this is RAziel Shardiks Alais.

  10. Trowa reciced his return comm

     

    "'Mr. Barton. Are you perchance a competent pilot?"

     

    He thought for a second before returning the comm

     

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    "I see myself to be quite a good pilot, that is only my opinoin though. If you want a truthful one, just ask your pilots. I was out there not to long ago with them and I am here to tell the tale."

     

    ***

  11. Trowa watched as a badly beaten young lady was dragged out of her cell and away. although he was sad that the screaming was over, he had other things to do.

     

    He sent a comm to Geki.

     

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    This is Trowa Barton, I believe I for you now. What well you have me do for the time being?

    ********

     

    He went off to find the mess hall and some well needed food. He grabbed something to eat and sat down at one of the many tables, waiting for the return comm...if there was one. He knew Geki was aa busy man, but if Trowa didn't find something to do soon he was going to go crazy.

  12. As Trowa stood there he heard screams. They were like music to his ears. He moved towards the screams he couldn't help himself, he loved them so.

     

    A smile crossed his face as he got closer. He passed a few SEED troops here and there. He arrived as close as he could get to the sound a short while later. He kicked back and stood by the wall, listening to the joyus sounds that were coming to his ears.

  13. Trowa saw the Transport jump to hyperspace. He swore. He drifted in space. Thinking pondering.

     

    He crossed his arms on his chest. He wanted to see the troops die. He wanted them all to die as they ran from teh bombers who didn't relize that thier own troops were still there.

     

    "They all should have died. I should have stayed to make sure. They are just soliders. As am I. Our death is nothing in a battle. Just another explosion for others to enjoy.

     

    He slowly piloted his ship back to the ship that he saw the other transport dock with. He got out of his ship and headed out of the hanger.

     

    He approached what looked to be an officer. "I need to talk to someone in charge. My name is Trowa Barton."

     

    the man headed off in another direction to inform one of his superoirs of the man. Trowa leaned back aganst the wall and brushed his hair to the side.

  14. Trowa saw a small troop transport land. He normally would have landed to help them out but he was given his orders and he knew that bombing would commence soon enough.

     

    They would surly die if they stayed down there.

     

    He smirked, "They better hope someone tells them about the bombing that is soon to commence. Trowa fired at a few soldiers who lagged behind before heading into orbit.

  15. "Yes sir."

     

    Trowa turned his ship around and headed to the main battle area.

     

    He say two E-webs on the ground. He flew in low and blasted one away, the soldier that was on it flew off to the side dead.

     

    Trowa made another pass layering the ground with his weapon. He made repeated pass's, being careful not to go too low or too close to any enamys.

  16. Trowa sent a return comm

     

    "I am not quite sure what exactly you mean sir."

     

    He waited for the reply in the cockpit of his ship.

  17. Trowa sent out a comm to the Imperal and the SEED ships.

     

    "This is Trowa Barton, is my assistince needed anywhere as of right now?"

     

    He went back to scouting for any Rebels on the ground.

  18. Trowa was taking down a B-wing when he saw the rebel ship and its thrusters go for the SSD. He turned his ship and headed the other way.

     

    ”œWell, this is just another example of an interview gone badly.”

  19. Trowa burst through the door holding him in the office. He ran down the hallway, stopping at a view port. He could see the super weapon and the massive battle.

     

    He contimued down to the hallway to the hanger that was holding his ship. He arrived shortly and borded his A-wing.

     

    He took off and entered the battle. THere was no way he would just sit and watch. He wanted to have some fun.

  20. Trowa received the comm with much joy. The super weapon was safe. He turned his fighter towards the main battle.

     

    It didn't take long for him to get there. Not a lot was left ships were exploding everywhere. He weaved in and out of them. Firing shots here and there. He was playing more of a supportive role for the other fighter pilots, that was until a E-wing got on his tail. He tried to avoid it and lose it but to no avail.

     

    He rolled and moved over and under capital ships but this one was good. He fired shots and hit the back of Trowas ship. Another hit like that and Trowa would be dead and that is the last thing he needed now. He had a job and a newly acquired goal.

     

    He spun and went over one of the remaining capital ships.

     

    ”œGet him off of me now.”

  21. Trowa continued his banging on the door until it burst open. He ran down the hallway towards the docking bay. He ran past one of the view ports in time to see some massive weapon let loose on one of the attacking ships. It was amazing. He couldn't take his eyes off of the ship”¦ at least until he came under attack. He couldn't just stand there and let them destroy a piece of art such as that.

     

    He entered the docking bay. There were many ships and pilots around. He saw his beat-up stolen A-wing and he saw a newer nicer A-wing.

     

    ”œAhh, tis a thief's life for me.”

  22. As the ships came under attack the interviewer attacked Trowa and drew his sword.

     

    Trowa smiled ”œIf it's a sword fight you want, then it is a sword fight you will get.”

  23. Rizzy decided to lay down for a little while until his master found something for him to do.

     

    He wondered about the ship a little bit. He decided to grab a bit to eat instead of laying down. he made himself a nice four layer sandwich and sat down to eat it.

  24. Trowa smirked a little bit.

     

    "Any major crimes aginst any body of government, eh? Well I havn't done anything of that sort. Well does it count if they never found out? Well either way, I am good with hand to hand and with my Katanas and my knives. I don't particlar care for blasters they seem almost like a cowards way out of a good fight."

     

    Trowa leaned back a little bit more in his chair, waiting for the rest of the quetions and runing over all the crimes he had commited wondering if any of them were really that big.

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