Madmartigan Posted September 11, 2003 Share Posted September 11, 2003 As Monty walked past, he did indeed try to stifle his laughter. Realizing your place in the vastness of it all is taken differently from person to person, and Montgomery found it very amusing. The spice was starting to loose it's grip, and as Monty entered the house, he regained some coordination. He located the shower and turned on the cold water. Monty bagged up all of his things and put his dirty clothes in an ion cleaner. He showered for a while, cooling down after the high. Montgomery took care of the rest of his hygiene habits before clothing himself in freshly cleaned clothes. He looked at himself in the mirror while doing finishing touches to his apprearance. As he worked, he thought out loud. "I don't know about this Jedi thing... Seems rough... Maybe I ought to... Bounty Hunt or something... I'll at least let the lady talk to me first." With fresh everything, Montgomery strolled out into the kitchen. He made himself a fine meal that took three minutes to compose and five to eat. He approached Airleas and Hale, looking a Lightside better than he had a short while ago. Monty stood tall and confident, holding his bag and awaiting acknowledgement. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted September 12, 2003 Share Posted September 12, 2003 "I'm sorry about the death of Master Tinova. I only met him briefly on Sullust and Yavin, but I could tell he was a good man. The Jedi Order is in a bad state right now isn't it? With the losses of so many senior members... I want to become a Jedi more than anything. I won't fail you, I promise." Hale glanced at Montgomery and smiled. "I'm ready when you guys are." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Airleas Lianahan Posted September 15, 2003 Share Posted September 15, 2003 Airleas gathered up the two padawans, and took them to her ship. They all boarded and headed for Ilum. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OBI-TWO SKYWALKER Posted September 17, 2003 Share Posted September 17, 2003 Obitwo watched as the master left for Ilum and boared his own ship but headed for naboo instead. [Proud Member of The Physco Padawans] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
King Kheldar vos Correlli Posted September 26, 2003 Share Posted September 26, 2003 A memo from the Corellia Factor of KVC Enterprises to the Corellian Engineering Corporation: To our esteemed friends in the CEC. I am writing on behalf of his majesty of Kheldaria, King Kheldar vos Correlli, chairman of KVC Enterprises and a dominant shareholder in the CEC's business ventures. He is using his dominant shares to give the following orders- all CEC productions are to be for the facilitation of the Imperial war effort to crush the vile rebellion posed by the treacherous Jedi as well as bring the iron fist of truth and justice to the galaxy. HIMS systems and other features as specified are to be manditory for all future crafts. Remember, we stand to make a profit from this and should not balk from this once in a life time opportunity. Good luck and keep up production. End of memo. The monarch of madness has returned! [Associate of the Illinois Mafia since March 2002.] [2nd in Command of the Lords of Hate since March 2002.] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hou-Jo Poleb Posted October 17, 2003 Share Posted October 17, 2003 Hou-Jo wakes up. Tired, sore from not moving for so long. He staggers to his ship and flies off Corellia to the Jedi base. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lance Lianahan Posted October 19, 2003 Share Posted October 19, 2003 The smugglers fleet comes out of hyperspace as it moves to a safer location, a small republican cruiser exits the fleet and makes it's way down to corellia. Entering the atmosphere, the ship lands on the Lianahan ranch, as Lance exits the ship, and enters the house after a long days work. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Xen-Que Poleb Posted October 19, 2003 Share Posted October 19, 2003 (edited) Xen-Que boards a transport and leaves Corellia. Edited November 8, 2003 by Guest Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ganelon of Seneferia Posted October 21, 2003 Share Posted October 21, 2003 Ganelon lands at beautiful Coronet City and at the CEC central offices. Taking a walk through the ship yards, Ganelon speaks with a CEC offical on Correlli's behalf. "His majesty," Ganelon states, refering to his employers new title, "Wishes to speed up production for his main client." The official balks, realizing Ganelon is refering to the Empire. "He is interested in testing out some new weaponry and equipment, as well as some prototype new hyperdrives derived from his modifications to the ATLAS system." "I'm aware of that," replies the official, stiffly. "We have those completed as planned." "Excellent. Load them into the freighter and hold onto my ship." Ganelon heads towards an Action VI transport. "Also," Ganelon adds blackly as he boards the freighter. "Make sure that it is well guarded to avoid theft." The freighter takes off and vanishes into hyperspace. "I thoroughly disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly and forgivingly by the hand and lead him to a quiet place and kill him." -Mark Twain Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
King Kheldar vos Correlli Posted October 29, 2003 Share Posted October 29, 2003 As KVC's orders and mandates for the CEC are fulfilled, a sizable number of CEC war ships, intended for the Imperial cause are being manufacture, including several Corellian Gunships and Corvettes, a sizable number of HLAF 500s, and Mynock Class Assault Boats for ground battles. The hyperdrives are all fitted with a HIMS system to counter the effects of gravwells. To meet security demands under Lord Ganelon's orders, droids are being used to guard the ships during production and construction, awaiting the subfleets final construction and launch for the Empire's base base at Cardia. Ganelon recently arriving from Cardia himself, concludes the manufacturing to be satisfactory and pleasing to the Imperials when the efforts are completed in the hopefully not too distant future. The monarch of madness has returned! [Associate of the Illinois Mafia since March 2002.] [2nd in Command of the Lords of Hate since March 2002.] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vladimir Faust Posted October 31, 2003 Share Posted October 31, 2003 Faust lands at Corellia, and more specifically at KVC Enterprise's main office in Coronet near the CEC. Faust, knowing his former partner in crime to be absent from the Last Call, ducks in discretely, wondering if his past incidents and record with CorSec ever got cleared after that casino robbery. "Hello," Faust states coldly to the clerk. "Is Kheldar around?" "No he is not, Faust." Faust shows no suprise that the clerk remembered him, though it escaped the bounty hunter's memory. Slowly, Faust's personality adjusts, thawing slightly, though the eyes remain the same icy blue. "Can you get ahold of him?" "Only highest priority calls from his factors can get through to him right now." Probably with Ame... "Do you have those hunter nanocites left from dealing with Rinwald's old campaing lying around?" Faust asks. "Ha. Old Darth Dahlmiester? I still can't believe he took over the board of the CEC with those tiny things. Of course, that's what the hunter nanocites were for. We can't match CORE's level, but we were able to free the brunt of those controlled by his nanos by sicking our own on theirs." "I need them for a job." "It'll take a bit there, Vlad." "I can wait." Faust thinks for a moment. "What's the current bounty on Rinwald?" "Something in the area of $10,000,000,000,000,000 credits. Faust, you're good, but I don't think even Brell could pull it off." "Two things old man," Faust states darkly. "First, he's not crazy enough to try. Second, I'm better than he is." "Hmmm. If you say so." Faust continues waiting patiently. "Here we go." states the clerk, producing a small silver vial. "We managed to replicate them." Faust thinks a moment, then detaches his left arm, handing it to the clerk. "I'll need you to do something for me, and mind the ysalamari. Modify my arm with a small replicator and sprayer. I want to be able to keep a few in toe there. Add a function so I can inject those into me if need be, and spray them out. Mind the flame unit in the wrist as well." The clerk looks at it. "I'll get right on it there, Vlad. This is going to be some time though. You might want to come back later." The clerk pauses. "You and the boss go a ways back, don't you?" "We've worked together before, and saved each others life many times. We have since accomidated each other in business." "Hmm. Well, you might wish to get your ship tuned up a bit, check it out. He's been pulling something over at the CEC. Building ships for the Empire? Kheldar usually has enough sense to stay out of politics." "Usually he does. He has his reasons for everything though." Faust spends the evening at a hotel, having his ship checked out. The Correlli Custom is looked over, and small repairs are made, but the thing is too well built to be in need of serious work. Faust, dresses up in the morning, parting company with the woman he met the night before, and returns to pick up his arm. "Here you go. Modified and tightened up. I don't know who worked on it last, but they did an amazing job on it." "That would be Lord Reign," Faust states clinically. "His Darkstar subsidiary made me a better hunter than I was before." "At what cost? I heard about your most recent hits." "I've heard about them too." Faust almost felt a warm, burning memory at the death of Adi-Wan. His anger increased and a chill seemed to settle into the room. Was that the one act that damned him? "Well. Hope this works out well. See you Faust." "See you too, Ledon." Faust, now armed again ( >_< bad pun...) takes off for Tatooine in the Bhelliom. In Italy for thirty years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, bloodshed - but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland they had brotherly love, 500 years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted November 8, 2003 Share Posted November 8, 2003 An alarm signaled that the end of the trip through hyperspace was imminent. With the press of a button, the mercenary brings his Corellian freighter out of lightspeed. Before heading down to the planet's surface, the freighter releases several small orb-like droids. These machines, designed to alert the mercenary of incoming and outgoing vessels, shoot off in different directions and the Corellian freighter dives down to the surface. The mercenary sends a transmission to Lance Lianahan, informing the man of the ship's arrival. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reagan McGreggor Posted November 8, 2003 Share Posted November 8, 2003 Reagan started coming to, and realized that they were no longer in hyperspace. That only meant one thing, they were at Corellia. Sigh, I don't want to be here again. This is just wrong. There is nothing here for me anymore except memories. Memories of the ones that I loved that are gone. Without Airs and Dex, and Lance missing, there is nothing. God, I don't want to be here. She sat us and stretched a little and rubbed her neck. The floor of the control room was quite uncomfortable. "Uh, Rane, I have some of my own money, I'll double what ever it is that this guy is paying you. I just really don't want to be back here. Name your price, whatever it is, it is yours. I'll play your game if you want. Your in it for the money, I understand that, so what is it?" She smiled up at him, and saw him turn to her. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bounty Hunter Mike Posted November 9, 2003 Share Posted November 9, 2003 The Shadow Rider came out of hyperspace above Corellia, running on its auxillery hyperdrive. I really need to get that thing fixed. Mike thought, sitting at the pilot station, and activating the comm, sending a message to Rane Sorry I'm late, the hyperdrive blew out, and I am running on my slower auxillery. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reagan McGreggor Posted November 21, 2003 Share Posted November 21, 2003 Reagan walked off the ship and into the Lianahan Ranch and past any Lianahan's in the house and straight up to what was her room where she gathered up her belongings. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lance Lianahan Posted November 21, 2003 Share Posted November 21, 2003 As Reagen entered her room and started gathering her things, the door slowly slid open as she sat on her bed with tears in her eyes. "She looks so beautiful..." Lance thinks to himself as he slowly and quietly enters the room, coming up behind her, placing his big paw of a hand on her shoulder. "... Don't cry..." Lance says with his bassy voice, as she turns around to see Lance, who was thought to be missing. Reaching up she brabs him around the waiste, pulling him down to the bed. As he sat next to her, she places her head on his shoulder as Lance thinks to himself. "... Kiss her..." as he lifts his hand, and places it on her chin, Lance looks into her eyes... and speaks, "I love you." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reagan McGreggor Posted November 22, 2003 Share Posted November 22, 2003 The huge bear of a man held her, telling her he loved her it finally dawned on her that it was him, this family that had paid the bounty hunter to find her. She pulled back from him and cold c0cked him squarely on the chin. "How could you do that to me? You paid him to find me. You let him drug me." She screamed at him through tears of anger, along with tears of joy that he was not dead. She wondered if she should kill him herself for a moment. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lance Lianahan Posted November 22, 2003 Share Posted November 22, 2003 Lance rose from the bed standing next to her as she punches him. "I did it because I did not want to see you in trouble. He did his job the way he was supposed to. Get you here, to me, safetly after the battle with those bugs." Lance looks at Reagen with his big powerful puppy dog eyes... "I did it because I love... you" as he says that... he moves in closer, holding her again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reagan McGreggor Posted November 23, 2003 Share Posted November 23, 2003 She stood there for a minute, and tried not to hit him again. "You did it cause you didn't want me to get into trouble? You and Dex taught me how to do everything and how to stay out of and away from trouble. And you go and HIRE a bounty hunter to keep ME safe. Oy..." She didn't know if she was really mad that he did that, or touched. But she did know that she was pissed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lance Lianahan Posted November 23, 2003 Share Posted November 23, 2003 Lance had waited all these years to tell her how he felt, and now that he did, she didnt even take it the right way. Obviously she didnt comprehend that he actually loved her, not just as a brother sister kind of way, but this was full fledged love. Holding his hand on her face, her eyes drop for a moment... in that moment, time stood still as Lance leaned forward, kissing her softly on the lips. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reagan McGreggor Posted November 23, 2003 Share Posted November 23, 2003 Reagan froze as Lance kissed her. She was not expecting it at all. As she pulled away, she looked at him and saw something different in his eyes. "Why..why did you do that?" She was a bit confused, but more stunned that she had not noticed this before. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lance Lianahan Posted November 23, 2003 Share Posted November 23, 2003 "I cannot begin to tell you how many times I have tried to tell you, and show you... you are always caught up in your own world to see that... I truly love you." Lance says as he looks down, a bit embaraced that she pulled away. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bounty Hunter Mike Posted November 24, 2003 Share Posted November 24, 2003 A message was recieved on Lance's commlink; We delivered the girl, we expect the money from you, ASAP. Deposit it into account 7854-1138-3154. Several miles away, the Shadow Rider sat in a mechanics bay, getting its hyperdrive fixed and upgraded. Mike sat at a cantina, half drunk bottle of Whyren's Reserve on the table. Awaiting payment. Across the street, E522 was keeping a photoreceptor on the work on the ship. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reagan McGreggor Posted November 26, 2003 Share Posted November 26, 2003 Reagan looked up at Lance and smiled. "I never knew." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bounty Hunter Mike Posted December 10, 2003 Share Posted December 10, 2003 A second comm message was sent. I am still waiting for my money Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted December 10, 2003 Share Posted December 10, 2003 Rane Scando smiles as he slides a new energy pack into one of his twin blaster pistols. Holding the blaster away from his body, the mercenary aims at a nearby storage locker and squeezes the trigger ”“ in his mind, a bolt of searing energy shoots forth and blasts most of the locker away. Sliding the blaster pistol back into place at his hip, the mercenary moves next to his blaster rifle, which, after reloading with a fresh battery, the mercenary slings across his back. Smiling, Rane Scando moves on to the rest of his weaponry. His choice of armor was conspicuously Mandalorian ”“ from the death-head marks on the sides of his armored boots to the tantalizing dark helmet. It was the helmet that Rane Scando put on last. With that, the mercenary leaves his Corellian freighter's cargo hold and heads back to the ship's controls. A message is transmitted. We're not waiting here forever Lance Lianahan. Don't make us come and take what is ours. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reagan McGreggor Posted December 11, 2003 Share Posted December 11, 2003 Walking past Lance, she threw her things into a bag and turned to him. "I think I need to think about this, and I need to be out of here to do it. I am going back to the moon. And if you need me, I am on a comlink. Don't send another bounty hunter to find me." She walked down the steps and out of the house. Heading towards one of the ships, she noticed that Rane's ship had still not left the ranch. As she past the ship, she looked up the ramp. "Um...you gonna join the family for tea, or are you going to leave?" She laughed and continued on to her ship. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Posted December 12, 2003 Share Posted December 12, 2003 The woman's voice never reached the mercenary's ears ”“ if it had, she would no longer be standing. She was no longer his responsibility, now he could do whatever he wanted. Rane Scando sends one last message. We're not going to wait any longer, Lianahan. This is it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bounty Hunter Mike Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Mike growled several curses under his breath as he activated the comm to send yet another threatening message to Lance. [/i] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reagan McGreggor Posted December 15, 2003 Share Posted December 15, 2003 Reagan opened the comm and listened to Rane and BHM as they tried to contact Lance. Lifting off, she decided to do something that would most like get her into the chase of her life, but well, Rane was someone worth chasing her. And she kind of wanted to see the rest of him out of that suit of armor not just the helmet. She opened up lasers, and hit the hull of Rane's ship leaving scrothch marks. She hit the thrusters, and shot off towards space. Catch me if you can Rane. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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