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Post by Garok on Feb 18, 2009 17:02:35 GMT -5
Khorde shook his head. "No questions here, sir." He was eager to be given an assignment, and hoped that they had been called to the briefing room to get information on their assignments. If not, he knew he would receive one soon enough anyway.
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Post by Jimbo on Feb 18, 2009 17:44:09 GMT -5
Samson took off his helmet and laid it on the table " To be honest my only question is when do I start. I'm a fighter so is my droid we are ready to start now." Samson seating there began to make his helmet flout with the force out of boredom.
He looked at a screen on his arm checking on X-10 seeing that he was starting to scan the ship for anything not wanted hackers and such.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 18, 2009 20:07:03 GMT -5
Admiral Marka nodded in accordance to the man who said he had no questions. He looked down the roster sheet and noticed that the mans name is Khorde. Khorde wished to be a Marine.
When the other man raised a question, Admiral Marka went down the roster sheet and saw this recruits name is Samson, also wanting to be a Marine."Easy there, Samson. You'll get your chance soon enough."When Marka heard the word droid mentioned by Samson, his eyebrow raised."I am not sure if I can allow that to happen. It's no offense to your droid or yourself," said Marka as he displayed a holopad across the wall."I wanted to wait a little bit, until you were all settled in, but gentlemen," began Marka as he pressed the button, revealing a B1 battledroid,"We have ourselves a droid revolution on our hands."
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Post by Jimbo on Feb 18, 2009 20:19:52 GMT -5
Samson helmet fell on the table as he jumped up from his seat. My droid will never betray me he is my friend and if he does I'll put him down my self. I have a Basilisk war droid built to fit me. This droid is like my ship my side arm. There for me when I need him."
Samson began to become angry " What if X-10 can be used to get in to the droid revolution. He sneaks in acts as one of them and boom we can attack from the inside out."
Samson took his seat and looked down at the screen again to check on X-10 now hear the news making sure no one has messed with him.
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Post by Garok on Feb 19, 2009 7:46:40 GMT -5
Khorde examined the screen. A droid revolution; it didn't seem like that would be possible. This will be interesting. He was a bit surprised that one of the other men was so defensive over a droid, but Khorde supposed he had never had one (nor did he want one). Finally some action... he thought as he resumed paying attention to the screen and the Admiral.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 19, 2009 11:39:52 GMT -5
"Easy there, Ensign. I'm sure your droid will not be part of this revolution. It's not confirmed that it has spread to all the droids in the galaxy. Don't worry, you're droid won't be harmed by personal." Admiral Marka turned back to the screen, which he then changed the screen to show Celestial's Reaper Squadron fighter, Oron's Cobra to be exact."These fighters, gentlemen, will be the backbone of the Republic Fleet. They are the Y-35 Cobras with specific modifications added to it. We have some of these modifications, the others we have to aquire."
As Marka spoke, his intel team was listening to reports of pirate activity in the vicinity. No, it wasn't on Yavin, it was somewhere in the Outer Rim.
"Are there any more questions?"
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Post by Garok on Feb 19, 2009 12:52:53 GMT -5
Khorde looked at the diagram. Modified fighters... he examined the Cobra on screen. He wondered just how modified it was, although it didn't really concern him at the moment. When Don asked if there were any questions, he again shook his head and said, "No questions over hear, sir."
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Post by Jimbo on Feb 19, 2009 23:31:54 GMT -5
Samson still seating in his seat looked up at the screen to see the ship "Sit if I man this hip you are showing is one of the fastest ship out there. It has one issue that most pilots can't handle the speed. So by modification it has more guns or has it lost some of its speed."
Samson began to relax "Sit if I may again let X-10 go in under cover. Most droids don't carry the power he does."
Samson relaxed back in his chair and listened to the man seeing if he had more to say.
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Post by bruinfamer on Feb 21, 2009 11:13:22 GMT -5
Don nodded to Khorde, then turned back to Samson. "Well these fighters are both fast and powerful. I have seen them myself. Although I never flew in one, I have assurance from Admiral Celestial that it's a damn good fighter." Before continuing on, Don stopped to listen to Samson's plea. His droid could do some undercover work. He would have to talk about it with Admiral Celestial though. "I'll get back to you on that Samson. Now, go to your barracks, rec room, mess hall, where ever. I'll call you into the briefing room once everything is all set. Is that understood?"
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Post by Garok on Feb 21, 2009 11:41:04 GMT -5
Khorde stood up. "Yes, Sir!" he said. He saluted the Admiral, and then made this departure and headed toward his bunk. Well, finally some action, he thought. He was glad it looked like he was going to be a Marine, as he had requested. I guess I'll catch up on a little sleep now, appears I might be busy soon. He didn't know how soon they would be called back, but better safe than sorry.
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Post by Jimbo on Feb 21, 2009 12:16:04 GMT -5
Samson stood up and put on his helmet "Yes Sir." He then did an about face and walked out. Heading to the hanger bay to do more work on X-10. Thinking to himself About time I get a mission and lets fully test the powers on the battle field.
Samson stepped in front of X-10 and began to work on him making sure he can't be turned by the droids if he is allowed to be a spy.
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