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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 23, 2008 23:12:46 GMT -5
Lady Natcha looked at him. "Damn it." She had died to get the Sith to this point and know it was all going down the drain. She ran directly through the wall to Nebi's room. One the way she reached out in the Force and made a connection with her ship. Selene, get to the hotel, Exit plan five. She looked at Nebi, she was passed out on the bed. Lady Natcha tried to wake her up, but the aspire seem to make her sleep extra deep. She ran back through the wall. "Abbadon, I need to help me carry Nebi. You really got her wasted." She used the force to do multiple tasks of packing up the rooms.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 23, 2008 23:33:31 GMT -5
"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean too take too long with the conversation. We were suppose to be gone alot sooner." For once, the usual emotionless and cold mask was off at this moment, a slight bit of panic was showing. "In exactly five minutes, coruscant officials will be here with Ysalmari to detain you and any accomplices. We gotta go now." He picked up Nebi, letting her lay on his back, using the Force to keep her on his back and not slide.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 23, 2008 23:50:53 GMT -5
Lady Natcha used the Force to blow a hole in the roof. She through the bags with up into the roof then jumped up their. "I had planned for a speedy getaway if someone found out I realize the virus that drove the Jedi crazy." It took about two minutes for Selene to arrive above the roof. The boarding ramp lowered and Cele motioned Abbadon to get on first. Nebi was her concern. She then threw her items on with the Force and jumped aboard. "Abbadon take her to a room then meet me in the cockpit. I am going to need a copilot." Lady Natcha headed to straight to the cockpit. She did no which planet she would head to, but figured Dathomir, maybe to get a few answers.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 24, 2008 0:03:08 GMT -5
Abaddon took Nebi to a room which he actually guessed was hers, and left to the co-pilot seat. He looked around. "There are three fighters moving towards us." He was looking everywhere he could. "More on the way, but they are farthur off." He had seen it before the sensors did.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 24, 2008 0:21:13 GMT -5
Lady Natcha flipped several switches. "Take the controls." Lady Natcha let go on of them and closed her eyes. The distance and scale made what she was trying to do hard and it required all her focus. Using the forces she and started to create a massive lightning storm just behind the Selene. The electrical discharges made it dangerous for the fighters to fallow and more important made it possible for the Selene to drop off from sensors for just long enough to escape. "Break hard..." Lady Natcha collapsed in her chair. The type of storm she created was a feet that few would be able to do. The Lightning in the storm was the far more powerful then normal and it had had extremely high wind speeds. The collapse of her body was not just form the physical strain, but she had pulled her conscious into her own mind to personally hold off becoming the Dark Avatar.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 24, 2008 0:28:32 GMT -5
Abaddon was able to pilot them out of the atmosphere, and get them into Hyperspace. He then looked at her again. "Again, your power is unbelievable," he said. "Well, near unbelievable."
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 24, 2008 1:12:47 GMT -5
Lady Natcha did not respond, just stayed limp as a fish. If you where able to view inside her mind you would find it was a raging battle. Not a battle in the conventual’s sense, but a challenge of wits and skills.
Just let me by. I well make all your problems, including Abbadon.
Lady Natcha was seen building a wall; it consisted of a concrete and steel. While in her mind these walls where not real, they did hold back the force. Build around what was a main computer mainframe. The defenses where not just walls however, there was mazes and bobby traps. One of Lady Natcha's greatest barriers where an infinite loop portal which would lead someone right through an adjoining one and force then they would be stuck in the loop. However like all mazes it was beatable then and at the end stood Lady Natcha. She was the last line of defense before she would be put up against prison.
This was one of the times her use of the Force showed the path through the maze. Standing before her was an exact copy of herself; however, the eye where red and it had a dark aura was being admitted. "NO! I think this is more important then my own personal goals and want to give him a chance."
The darker voice looked at her. "You don't believe that. You see that I have always kept you safe, made you sure that your goals are always achieve." The bark version used what was the equivalent to the force to pick Lady Natcha up. But thinking fast she placed a special barrier which in closed it in a box which should hold it until she cooled down.
Lady Natcha's eyes open and she looked around. She could tell that she was in hyperspace, and noticed Abbadon was still there. "Who long was I out this time, and where are we heading." Lady Natcha felt a little weaker then normal but had one the fight.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 24, 2008 1:40:21 GMT -5
"A while," he said. "I didn't keep track of time. And, since you did not tell me where to go, I picked my own home. There should not be anyone following us here. Not many travel to Byss, nowadays." He then smiled, a little. "Also, you missed out on Nebi coming in here, slapping me, and then going back to bed after a slight explanation of events."
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 24, 2008 1:52:47 GMT -5
Natcha looked at him. "I missed it." She thought about Byss. "Why are we going to that worthless rock. Their are not even any people living on it." She waited for an answers.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 24, 2008 1:56:08 GMT -5
"That's exactly why we are going to that 'useless rock' that has for a good part of time has been an Enyar base, of sorts," he said. "No one to bother us, and anyone chasing us would be sensed and eliminated by my forces. I have a small army there. It's safer then anywhere else I could think of."
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 24, 2008 2:06:15 GMT -5
Lady Natcha did not know what they where going to do just sitting on that worthless rock. "So, well your boss be there also." She checked there position from Selene's navigation computers. They where about an hour out from reaching the Byss system.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 24, 2008 2:14:23 GMT -5
"Hehe, no," said Abaddon. "We will be the only lving beings there. My army is made up purely of droids." They exited hyperspace, just out of the of range of the fleet. A transmission came in. "This is the private territory of the Silent Prince. Move along within three basic minutes or we will-" "This is Abaddon," said Abaddon coldly. "Oh, Master Enyar. Welcome back." "Cut it, and stay at ease. I am with guests." "Yes sir." "Now then," said Abaddon, turning back to Nachta. "From here, we can make plans as to what to do next, or you can ask more questions. Do you actually have any plans on what to do next or any questions to ask?"
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 24, 2008 2:24:47 GMT -5
Lady Natcha looked at him. "Am I to rigth to assume your group; what was it called, had framed me as the bomber? Why did you do it?" Lady Natcha was trying to figure out why they had perposel targeting her. Was she a target of a group of anchiant cult or modern terrorist.
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Post by Christopher Enyar on Jan 24, 2008 2:33:51 GMT -5
"Yes, this will be turned against you," he said. "Or, more specifically against the Sith. You'll be painted more as one who meant well, but who's followers are all power hungry. At least, that's how it is suppose to be put if you escape. But there were other purposes then stopping the Sith from their rise to power. With this entire moment will come a form of disunity, and the Republic will split apart. All planets will become independent of eachother, and self-reliant."
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 24, 2008 15:25:14 GMT -5
Lady Natcha looked at him with shock. "That is imposable. The galaxy is to enter depend. Courascant can't even grow enough food to feed it own population. Then you got mega-companies like Architect Manufacturing and Shipping which thrives from globalization of the galaxy and their owners won’t give it up easily." Lady Natcha did not believe that it would be possible to achieve that goal and she still had the last test which could come at anytime. She got up and headed to Nebi's room to check on her. She knocked and waited to be given permission to enter.
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