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Post by Drake on Jan 6, 2009 23:09:43 GMT -5
Drake came out of hyper space and started to land his ship. He pulled into the asteroid and saw that Jor and his people seemed to be getting ready to head out. Drake landed his awing and started to climb out the thing. He looked around "So, whats goin on?" He asked.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 6, 2009 23:46:50 GMT -5
"I'm going to Chiss space to go pirate hunting. I'd ask you to come along but Cutters don't have space for a fighter." Jor said to Drake.
Jor had just come down from his room, grabbing his pistol and Vera, along with his armor. He hadn't put it on yet but he figured he might need it. He didn't want to limp into a boarding action. His amphistaff was coiled around his waist with Vera slung around his shoulder and his blaster on his hip.
"You can always hang out with me on the bridge though." Jor said with a smile. "Or you can hang out here with Kitana and try and drink her under the table."
Jor started up the Merlins boarding ramp giving a little mock salute to Drake as he backed up the ramp. He turned and half jogged, half limped the rest of the way.
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Post by Drake on Jan 6, 2009 23:49:30 GMT -5
Drake looked at Jor as he said he was going pirate hunting. It sounded pretty fun he climbed out his Awing and walked towards the cutter. "Well I can drink Kitana under the table later...give her sometime to build up her tolerance" Drake joked "I'll go with you I guess, I need a good fight since I missed out on one at that bar I just came from" he told Jor as he walked over to the cutter.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 7, 2009 0:09:37 GMT -5
Jor waited for Drake to climb up the boarding ramp before closing it. Once it was closed he jogged up to the bridge and patted Shipmaster Keldon on the shoulder. The Centauri shipmaster pointed his finger towards the bow and the helmsman excepted the signal and started the ships two powerful engines. The ship flew out of the cramped asteroid's bases hanger and off into space. an hour later they were in hyperspace.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 10, 2009 15:50:55 GMT -5
Kitana sat with her feet up on another chair in the rec. room. She had a pink nebula sitting on the table next to her. She like not having anything to do, it was so librating. As she sat sipping her drink and listening to rock music an emergency message was sent. The music cut out and the computer voice came over the speakers. "All Union members. A Centauri convey under attack on the way to Kamino. M234-P is the closest forces." Kitana jumped up. She was only a Warrior Recruit, but she was the only one that had a ship to defend the convoy.
She jumped up and pulled out her communicator. "Liz, get the ship ready for combat and pick me up. We got to go help a convoy." Kitana ran down through the asteroid base, getting to the nearest docking port. It did not take the Phoenix long to get to the base and pick her up. They were in hyperspace in no time and it was a reckless path, but it would save them even more time.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 21, 2009 1:14:27 GMT -5
Tractor beams pulled the Blades Edge into the large interior dry dock on the Union asteroid base. Clamps locked it down and secured it for a massive battle damage overhaul.
Jor exited the ship onto the asteroid base and made his way through the made made tunnels in the rock to the main hanger bay. There he saw it, his brand new Nu-class assault shuttle. He looked at it with a smile on his face for a second before walking towards it. Rita came up behind him and matched step.
"I suppose you'll want me to get to work on her ASAP right?" Rita asked.
Jor smiled. "No, i'll be doing all that kind of work. I could use a hand in the engine room though if you want to grab a hydro spanner."
Rita was taken back by this, but she didn't show it on the outside of coarse. She'd gotten used to people treating her like a portable super computer. "Sure i'll be right back."
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 21, 2009 2:50:00 GMT -5
Jor lifted the welders helmet from his face and glanced over at Rita. she was busy tightening a bolt on a engine cover plate below him while he'd spend the last 4 hours welding weapon payload pylons to the wings. The pylons were on the top side of the wings and there were eight of them total, 4 on each wing.
Rita had been busy going through and ripping out all those useless little factory fresh upgrades that came with every new ship. They had found a lot. The pilots seat sat on an adjustable rack so the pilot could shift the seat depending on his height. Normally these are made of durosteel or some other kind of metal but in this case the factory had used some kind of ceramic that Jor could break by hitting it with a wrench.
That and a dozen other little modifications had to be changed. Jor had taken the chair from the helmsmen console on the Meriwether Lewis and put them in place of the defective chairs in the cockpit of the shuttle.
It had also come to his attention that he needed to name the shuttle. He sighed and put the welders mask back down and got back to work.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 21, 2009 18:58:53 GMT -5
Jor put the blow torch down on his tool box and climbed down from the top of the shuttle. His knee popped as it hit the ground and a shot of pain sprang up his leg. He winced and limped over to Rita who was welding a larger transmitter on the underchassis.
"I'm going to call it a day, we can finish up the welding tomorrow and get started on the paint." Jor said.
Rita sat up and lifted the welding mask. "I don't sleep remember. I can work on this all night."
Jor smiled. "You don't but i do and it's my ship."
Rita put her arc welder down and stood up, walking out from under the shuttle. "If you insist. I guess i'll get to work on the next set of asteroid drift charts."
Jor just shook his head. "Rita, don't you ever do anything for fun?"
"Fun?" Rita asked.
"Yeah, fun. You used to be fun." Jor asked.
Rita shrugged, a rough approximation of a gesture she'd seen many humanoids make. "Drake made a similar observation earlier. I'm not sure what caused the personality change. I'm not aware of any program degradation despite having been retrieved from a nearly vaporized ship computer and reconstructed from a backup version there are no holes in my programming to account for such a distinct change."
Jor smiled. He'd expected for some time what had caused Rita to go from witty compute AI to emotionless computer program was the lack of uniqueness that the Memory of Corellia supplied. Whatever was left of Mack Deus had stuck with the ship and affected it in ways Jor would probably never understand. "Don't worry about it." Jor said. "i'll see you in the morning."
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 21, 2009 19:24:42 GMT -5
The Phoenix arrived back from the battle. They had problems with the ships computer which forced them to take a much longer route with more stops on the way. The cutter-class corvette docked with the station and everyone piled of. Kitana looked around. "Damn, that was a long trip. I need a fraken drink. Come on Liz, I got the first round. Loser buys the second." Kitana shot a deck of Sabacc cards from one hand to another.
Elizabeth smiled as she watched the cards fall. "Torture is not becoming of a Jedi Master or a Princess." Elizabeth walked by her grabbing the deck of cards from her. She had wanted to quit gambling, but she figured if drinks were the only things on the line, a few hands would not kill her.
Kitana just shook her head. “I left the Jedi to have a life, and torturing you is just so fun." Kitana said as she used the force to pull the deck back to her hand. "We are playing Zeltron rules." She walked up and placed her arm around Elizabeth and the two headed to the lounge.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 21, 2009 23:22:20 GMT -5
Jor sat cross legged in his room, concentrating. Before him in his room the air shimmered and colors danced about, slowly but surely focusing in on each other. Jor had decided to begin training himself more heavily, practicing using other forms of the force other then mind tricks.
He could implant an image of himself or anything else in the mind of his adversary but now he was practicing making an actual image from thin air using the force. He thought the practice would sharpen his concentration.
The shimmering image before him slowly focused itself into stable low resolution hologram of Jor. Jor opened his eyes and examined the image, holding his concentration.
He slowly let the image fade away until he was yet again, alone in the room. Done with his practice for the night he crawled into bed.
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Post by Drake on Jan 22, 2009 13:55:47 GMT -5
Drake opened his eyes as he felt the ship come to a stop. He then heard talking coming from Kitana and Elizabeth "We're back already..." he said in a slight yawn. When Kitana said something about drinking Drake's attention snapped to her. "Hey count me in" he said rasing his hand and standing up. "Drinkin sounds pretty damn good right about now" he laughed as he walked over to the two girls. "Besides, I've yet to show ms. Kitana that I can drink her under the table" he smirked closing his eyes when he reopened them the two was gone. "hey wait up" Drake said following them to the lounge.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 22, 2009 17:47:41 GMT -5
Jor woke up with a start. His body was covered in a cold sweat and the sheets to his bed were pooled on the floor around the foot of the bed.
His throat was dry and coarse as he screamed the final words he had been saying in his dream to some mysterious assailent with a lightsaber. "Do-ro'ik vong pratte!"
His sudden awakening jarred his uptight mood and the room swam into focus. His memory of the dream already fading. The best he could remember was fighting a lightsaber wielding opponent and losing. He sat up and swung his legs off the bed and sat with his head in his hands. He felt something he hadn't felt in a while. The helplessness and brokenness he'd felt under the proverbial thumb of the Yuuzhan Vong yammosk.
Memories of that unwanted portion of his life went through his mind and he shook his head to rid himself of them but they continued to flash before his eyes. Closing his eyes and using a breathing technique he calmed himself down and got out of bed to get dressed.
Those last words he'd screamed at the ceiling of his quarters had been Yuuzhan Vong. They were the war cry of the Warrior Caste. He hadn't spoken Yuuzhan Vong in nearly 5 years. He thought he forgot most of it not long after his proper memories had been restored but apparently somewhere in his unconscious mind they remained. He decided to add a little of training to his nightly regiment.
Jor quickly pulled his clothes on, a simple white T, black leather vest and dark blue jeans and left his quarters. His blaster on his hip and his amphistaff wrapped around his waist.
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Post by DarkSaber on Jan 22, 2009 18:49:28 GMT -5
Ashley Leona Sparks entered the room and overheard Drake issuing a drinking contest with Kitana and Elizabeth. "Hey I want in on this drinking contest," she said as she tousled her long dark brown hair over her shoulders and her hazel green eyes slightly changed to green. "I bet I could outdrink you, Drake, and Elizabeth under the table," Ashley said with a grin. "Order up the rounds."
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 22, 2009 19:21:16 GMT -5
Jor walked into the lounge, his leg felt surprisingly good so a smile was on his face. He sat down at one of the tables and a the serving droids rolled up to him.
"Hi, eggs, scrambled and some water please." Jor said.
The droid repeated his order then went off to get it.
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Post by Drake on Jan 22, 2009 19:52:28 GMT -5
Drake turned around when he heard Ashley come in behind him. He laughed some "No drinks until you're over 21" he told her with a slight smirk on his face, he was just joking around but it would be fun to see her reaction. He walked over to a table and sat down and kicked his legs up on the table and looked at Jor when he came in. "Wanna join us in a friendly competition buddy" Drake asked him.
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