Space

[Onderin Starlisk]

OOC: Then, seeing as this situation never arose, the Alliance fleet is back where it was before this began--Mon Calamari.

[Yue]

((I am also back on the upper levels for the moment, and I did plan to lead it in person. I said ready, but they were not deployed.))

[Celestia]

Dropping out of hyperspace to change course again, Cel looked across at Jari...

 

"Ok where do you think we should head to now? Game of pazaak while we decide where?"

 

The girls had no fixed plans but would have to do something soon to get some credit's in. She also noticed a slightly off tune hum in the engines so would go and tinker with them to make them run on pitch again, it wasn't out by much and most would probably not even notice it but with Cel... it was like she was "in tune" with her ship at times. Not much went wrong with the Pure Pazaak and she wanted to keep it that way.

[Ronin Wartide]

*Toward the inner part of the galaxy Ronin dropped out of hyperspace, his hands gliding through the air as he used the holographic interface to access numerous of the ship's functions. Three comms were recorded, and in different directions were they sent.

 

The first of the three message came to the Pure Pazaak. Ronin's coarse dark voice came in through their comm channel.*

 

"Greetings from the Pirate King. Through a series of contacts I heard that you would be game to join me in pillaging the galaxy. Show up or go to hell, I say. Come to the location indicated in the transmission following this. If you have not arrived in 48 hours I will leave, and you will have lost your chance."

[Celestia]

Hearing the comm Cel looked across at Jari, a grin appearing on her face...

 

"Looks like our prayers have been answered. Lets go wreak some havoc"

 

Cel checked the co-ordinates they'd been given, entered them and punched it... sending them streaking back into hyperspace on a new course... arriving at the predesignated location a while later... Seeing a red ship in the view screen Cel sent out a short range comm

 

"Heard you were having a party... mind if we crash it?"

[Tekkan Raas]

*An incoming comm message arrives for Ronin Wartide*

 

It's good to hear from you, Ronin, seems like only yesterday you and Rane ripped the Deathstriker base to shreds after duping them. If that's the kind of thing that await us, then you know that's just my style...which means you must also know that I've never been one to abide by anyone else's time chart. I don't know if I'll make it there by the time limit you set, but I'm hoping you can make an exception for an old friend. I'll explain everything when I get there...trust me, you'll understand once you meet her.

[Ulten Ta'an]

Having also been Commed by ronin, 'Ten's ship dropped out of hyperspace. Leaning back in the pilots seat, he pulled out a small box, lit a match, and used it to light his cigar. Blowing rings with the smoke, he keyed the comm up for the gravebreaker, and soon an image of 'Ten appeared on a section of ronins spherical holo-screen.

 

"You called, i came. Who are we waiting on?"

[Skye Organa]

Rizzy seemed to lose concentration on his task so Skye sent him to his bunk to rest.

 

"When you're ready begin construction on your saber. If you need help, look up the references in the databanks. I'll only help you as a last resort. I'm going to head to Maltauros and see Chen. Call for me when you've completed your saber hilt and I'll examine it before we go and find your crystal."

 

Skye watched him go towards his bunkroom before heading back to the cockpit and resetting the course, entering hyperspace again to their new destination.

[Ronin Wartide]

*The Holographic screens of Ronin's ship lit up all around him, three of his four comrades' faces appearing before him. Ronin grinned and put his fingertips together in front of him, quite pleased with his own doing. He pulled back his sleeve to check his chronograph. He projected his voice in front of him, sending out a comm to the others, keeping his eyes on his Chronograph.*

 

"Wait for it... Wait-- for it.... NOW!"

 

*At just that moment a fourth ship appeared, this one enormous enough to completely eclipse the small personal fighters. The ship was a Loronar Striker Cruiser, one of the most versatile ships to ever take part in the imperial Navy. This ship, filled to the Teeth with special weaponry, had no obvious signs of being enhanced, that is- unless you count that it was painted a blood red and bore on either side of it's hull a Jolly Roger. Ronin was delighted to the point of uncontrollable laughter, getting to lay his eyes on the somewhat massive ship. While it was only about a third of the size of an SD, it made up for it in style.*

 

"I present for your pleasure- The Kraken."

[Celestia]

Cel dug Jari in the ribs as her eyes bugged out at the sight of the ship that had just emerged...

 

"Wow... The Kraken's a beauty Ronin"

 

Turning to Jari again Cel gave the thumbs up signal. Things were looking up. Hitting the comm panel again Cel asked,

 

"What's the first target Ronin?"

[Bad karma]

Trowas ship hurtled through hyperspace towards its destination.

[Ulten Ta'an]

A grin spreading across his face, 'ten sucked deeply of the cigar, inhaling with complete disregard to its potency. Breathing the smoke out through flared nostrils, he laughed, and commed back to ronin

 

"Alright, im convinced, im in. Lets do this"

[Sadja]

Jari wrinkled her nose.

 

"Geez Cel, you gotta fall in love with every ship you see?"

 

She smirked and leaned into the passanger seat, letting Cel do the talking. Not knowing whatever trouble was heading her way always gave Jari a certain feeling of unease. The kind she enjoyed. And as it stood right now she was going to get a chance to experience something new... the thief who was usually operating at night on the ground had never before tackled something in space.

 

Considering this, Jari gave Cel a quick look.

 

"You sure I'm not some kind of dead-weight you're carrying around?"

[Ronin Wartide]

((OCC Good news everyone, Blckclone approved us for all the toys I asked for. This ship is ultra-kickass. ))

 

"In time, my eager friends. First thing is first- board the Kraken. I'll brief you on everything once I can see you in person.

 

*A-9 Vigilence fighters break forth from the hangar, three scouts for every one of the three pirate ships. Ronin was giddy as a school girl to know that these were all his to command. Ronin accepted the escort gladly, letting the Black A-9's lead the way into his new flag ship. His ship touched down in the hangar first, landing in a special reserved spot. He stepped out into the hanger, observing a small gathering of his men to salute him...*

 

"That's why I'm the Pirate King."

[Ary the Grey]

Corban's ship ripped through space, faster than he had thought the little starhopper would go.

 

A brief thought of his brother passed through Ronin's mind, but he obviously would discard it with disgust and later wonder why such a thought would ever enter his mind at a time like that.

[Celestia]

Cel looked back around to Jari,

 

"Gee well that's low self esteeme isn't it. You're not a dead-weight so forget that idea. Buck up girl, you know you have skills that I could never hope to get near."

 

Cel let the escort guide her to the hanger bay of the Kraken, setting the Pure Pazaak down gently and running through a quick maintenance check of the boards before shutting it down completely.

 

"Well Jar, ready for what's in store for us?"

 

She left the cockpit, Jari not far behind her and lowered the embarksion ramp, stepping down but not leaving the ship proper, just leaning against the side of the ramp, surveying the hangerbay and noting their Leader being greeted by the masses...

[Sadja]

"Affirmative," Jari nodded as she trailed in behind Celestia. Her shoulders were pulled back slightly on the sight of the gathering inside the hangar and she took great care to give her friend the lead.

 

The girl allowed her hand to slip into one of the sidepockets on her wide slacks and fished for a roll of ordinary fruit gum. She popped it onto her mouth and started chewing while her thoughts trailed off into the what-might-be.

[Ulten Ta'an]

Sitting up in the pilots chair, 'Ten ashed his cigarette into an ashtray installed in the console, before following the escort into the hangar. Landing gently in the hangar, he exited his ship, and walked over to the pirate king. Pulling another cigar out of his pocket, he offered it to the man, remaining silent as he looked at the hangar capabilities. Definately sizeable for the purpouse of pirating.

[Ronin Wartide]

*Ronin gladly met the first three of his pirates. He took the cigar that was offered to him graciously, nodding at the man in respect.*

 

"For you three this is our first meeting. I'm sure I don't need to introduce myself, but I will anyway. I am Ronin Wartide, Captain of this vessel. You will be given quarters, food, shelter, and booze galore. That's right, we're the only interdictor class ship in the galaxy with a built in distillery."

 

*Ronin clearly took tremendous pride in his ship. He grinned every time one of his pirate minions strolled into sight.*

 

"I think before we get down to business you should be well armed. We can't have you strolling into a risky situation without having faith in your ability to gun your way out. Remember that when deception fails, bullets fly. So- who's coming to the gunshop with me? Coruscant has been leveled, we should be able to salvage free weapons from the rubble. In fact..."

 

*Ronin suddenly became quite excited with his own revelation.*

 

"That's our first mission. We'll loot the remains of Coruscant to get ourselves adequately armed, then resell the left overs. Whaddaya say?"

[Celestia]

Cel's eyes lit up, more interest sparking within her chocolate brown gaze... a built in distillery She had to refocus then on the rest of what he was saying, enthusiastic regarding their first mission.

 

"I've got in mind exactly what I want for my weapon of choice... apart from my daggers of course"

 

Cel winked at the newly formed crew. She had her heart set on getting an arm fitted combination grenade launcher and modified blaster, having small rockets to launch from it might be a bit ambitious though, but if she saw one with the spec's she had in mind, she'd go for it.

 

"Plan sounds good to me Captain."

 

She threw him a mock salute and another wink. She was going to enjoy this line of work.

[Ulten Ta'an]

Speaking in his dry, metallic tones, 'Ten said

 

"Eeeeexcellent. I could use a few additions to my collection."

 

Opening the trenchcoat he wore, he exposed his standard armourment: A fletchette rifle, two blaster pistols, and a large collection of grenades and thermal detonators. Having finished with the cigar, 'Ten pulled out a small tin, and ground it out inside, not wanting to dirty such a work of art.

 

"What are we waiting for?"

[Ary the Grey]

Aryian's ship schorches hyperspace itself by how fast it goes. It is also guided by the force. This is a poorly thought out post.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don't do drugs.

[Ads-Gop Flif]

Ads' ship flies out of Coruscant's atmosphere.

 

"R10, set the coordinates for Ilum."

 

As the blasts into hyperspace, Ads comms Galriel in the last call.

[Morgana Athena Chi-en]

Morgana's ship flew through hyperspace, heading for her fathers domain.

[Ronin Wartide]

*Ronin's ear twitched a subtle delight at hearing the title 'Captain' uttered in referring to him. Captain truly was the sexiest title in the universe. He became very excited, grabbing hold of one of the deck officers.*

 

"Excellent point! What the hell are we waiting for? Set a course for Coruscant!"

 

*But a few minutes after he released the officer the ship had changed directions and leapt into hyperspace, their target, Coruscant...*

 

((OCC: Sorry I haven't posted. I've been ultra busy of late. That should change soon though. To the Gunshop!))

[ObliviousKnight]

It was a short, but tense trip to Coruscant. Armiena was still miffed about her mother using techniques to invade her mind, even though it had been for a good cause.

 

Almost immediately after the Avenging Angel was in hailing distance of her contact, she dropped out of hyperspace and began a lengthy negotiation with one of her father's old friends, a higher-up in Industrial Automaton.

 

The negotiation went very much to her liking--in return for the UDRD's schematics, he would immediately retool one of his manufacturing lines for the new droid and prepare a shipment of 500 units to Coruscant.

 

The retooling would be hideously expensive for Industrial Automaton, but Armiena managed to use her confidence that the droid would be in high demand to her benefit. After all, with Coruscant devastated and Bothawui in a state of reconstruction, there would be plenty of buyers for the droid. As for the shipment, both of them agreed that the schematics were worth at least a single shipment.

 

As soon as the negotiation was complete, Armiena entered hyperspace again, to oversee the delivery of her creation.

[Ads-Gop Flif]

As the exits Ilum's atmosphere, R10 makes a comment to Ads.

 

"Bloop beep bop?"

 

"No, we're not going to Dagobah, R10. Set the coordinates for Coruscant, and make the jump to hyperspace on my command."

 

After making sure that he left Ilum's gravity field, Ads watches the planet slowly get smaller.

 

"R10, make the jump now."

 

Ilum disappeares nearly instantly into the streaks of stars. Not very much later, the streaks became one swirling background outside the . Ads sits back and relaxes until the is almost ready to make the jump out of hyperspace. The blue swirl turns to streaks, then dots of light as the ship exits hyperspace and the sub-light engines kick in. The ship is going at nearly the speed of light, but rapidly slowing down.

 

The speedometer shows that the is going at only a fraction of it's former speed --still extremely fast, but not nearly as fast as before-- and enter's Coruscant's atmosphere, the windshield heating up.

[Jak]

The Nomad traveld through space. Jak was headed torward coruscant. He had stuff he had to do. The Nomad entered orbit.

[Ish Ka Bibl]

Ish qued in the last coordinate settings for auto pilot at the Osroc jetted through hyperspace. The blue light of hyper travel blankets the small crimson red ship.

 

The jedi walked back into the small hold where he had left Jhosh was seated.

 

"I don't believe I properly introduced myself, I'm Ish Ka Bibl jedi knight. I'll make the assumption that you know you're to be trained as a jedi should you accept the responsiblity."

 

Ish walked across the room and sat down across from the young man. "Do you wish to become my padawan learner and learn diplomacy and justice through peaceful means?"

[Guest]

Torn was pleased with his looting. He put the Titan in autopilot, an punched the coordinets to Coruscant. Torn got up and headed to the lower level of the Titan to inspect his prizes. There were about fifty boxes there. torn pulled out his prized dagger and pried open one of the boxes. Inside were two automatic blaster rifels, and an aray of slugs and explosives. Just then The ships mechanic and Torns best friend walked in.

 

"Captian, the thrusters are in good cndition to take us to Coruscant. I'll have to buy new parts. That metior storm really hurt the ship."

 

"Thats fine. Here."

 

Torn tossed him one of the auto blaster rifels, and a bunch of slugs and explosives.

 

"Take these as payment my good friend."

 

Torn seathed his dagger and took the other rifel. Torn headed to the upper levels to his sleping quarters. Torn entered, the lights went on. above was Torns greatest prize. His armor. This armor inparticular was stolen from a dead great pirate. It was pitch black no light shined off of it. The sholder plates were gold. The trimming was also gold. Torn put his new rifel on his gun rack. He then picked up his violin and started playing. Thensound was lovely. Torn had been playing the violin since as far as he could remember. Torn finished, and went over to his bed and settled down and fell asleep.