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Post by MikDaTv on Nov 6, 2009 3:12:38 GMT -5
a single Miid ro'ik exited darkspace over this strange world of Teegeeack. The dusty planet below them was not their first choice but rather, the best choice out of the options they were given.
Shipmaster Maahk Hul looked at the blaze bug display of the planet with contempt. They're banishment here was not to his liking but they had little choice. They'd barely gotten away with their lives let alone this cruiser. Life on the planet Zonama Sekot had been hard for them to accept. Most of the Yuuzhan Vong had dropped any pretense at trying to restructure their culture and had gone back to their more primitive past. The Cast system had gone back into full effect and Sekot was not happy. Maahk Hul and his men had managed to hijack this Midd Ro'ik from the Yuuzhan Vong hardliners and escape their war with Sekot.
They chose this place to recolonize. It was out of the way, difficult to find and uncivilized. They could terraform it to their needs and rebuild the Yuuzhan Vong culture here.
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Post by MikDaTv on Nov 6, 2009 22:41:18 GMT -5
The Yuuzhan Vong had begun their colonization en mass. dropping shuttles to the planets surface near the planets northern pole they started their settlement at the edge of a mountain in rocky terrain. scout parties had found the sand burrowers most annoying and had suggested the area because the harder, rockier ground made it harder for them to get closer to their settlement.
they had set up two Gragricha on the surface which had almost immediately gone about devouring the local loose rocks and sand. in the mean time the warriors had gone to the surface and started erecting temporary shelters using hollowed out chunks of Yorik Coral.
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Post by MikDaTv on Nov 28, 2009 8:52:24 GMT -5
Shipmaster Maahk Hul looked around the shelter that had been constructed on the planet. It was perfect. Their colony was growing steadily and Yuuzhan Vong from the over packed ship in orbit had been able to move to the surface and live on it's harsh surface. There was a main hall, surrounded by several smaller shell like structures.
Maahk struck another warrior on the shoulder in appreciation. "Well done subcommander, you've helped us secure our first stronghold in the new Yuuzhan Vong empire."
The subcommander smiled, the scars on his face twisting it into a horrid visage of gnarled teeth and gums. "You honor me shipmaster, but our Gragricha spent itself, it's dieing."
The shipmaster waved the comment off. "But it gave birth to children this morning, we will not be without for very long, and we will have more then one. For now however, have the warriors and some of the shamed ones pry up some some rocks from the mountain side. We can build temporary shelters from the stones until the larvae Gragricha grow to adulthood.
The sub-commander nodded and moved off to carry out the orders.
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Post by Odan Thos on Dec 28, 2009 22:31:09 GMT -5
The Majestic-class Heavy Cruiser Ezekiel Rage exited hyperspace on the outer limit of the Teegeeack system. Angel stood on the bridge of the ship and looked at the planet. "Keep your distance Captain. These people despise technology. I well take a shuttle to the planet. If I do not check in within two hours, return to Coruscant. Is that clear Captain." The captain nodded and wondering what she was going to do.
Angel walked off the bridge and headed down to the shuttle he pulled out her blaster. She check the power cell before return it to her holster. She figured that the Yuuzhan Vong would most likely try to destroyer her. She climbed onto a shuttle and took off toward planet to get their assistance in repairing Corellia's environment.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 7, 2010 21:10:02 GMT -5
Angel took the shuttle down to the planet’s surface. She did a flyby of the settlement which had been constantly growing. She wondered what the Vong would ask of her in order secure the organisms to repair the damage soil and atmosphere of Corellia. She had already arranged construction droids to descend on the planet when it was returned to its natural state. Once it was rebuilt would transfer to the planet a large number of clone which she had been growing in the Maw using the ysalamiri to sever the clones force connection to grow them extremely fast. She was growing them at a rate of five thousand every fifteen days, each getting unique memories which were being created by using the Maw Fortress full computing power to create false history. However she would need to destroy the Corellian Migrant Fleet so that they would not infect her false history she was giving the Corellian clones.
Angel brought the shuttle down on the outskirts of the colony. She walked out of the shuttle and had it left back off to land farther away to lessen the risk of it being discovered and destroyed. She walked towards the settlement and stopped the first Vong she came across. “I am Angel of the Imperial Navy. I request a meeting with the leader of this colony.” She said the Vong in Yuuzhan Vong. She hopped that speaking to them in their native language would ease the transition and facilitate in a quicker agreement of assistance.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 8, 2010 1:44:20 GMT -5
Two warriors scampered down from the rocky hills and flanked Angel, amphistaffs at the ready. A horn bellowed in from the colony and Yuuzhan Vong began pouring from the buildings, grabbing their amphistaffs and rocks on their way our. One warrior, a few inches taller then the rest came forward and slammed his amphistaff into the ground. "I am Subcommander Rorrok Hul of Domain Hul. I am in command here on the ground. Speak quickly before we kill you as a trespasser."
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 8, 2010 2:24:47 GMT -5
Angel looked at the tall Yuuzhan Vong and gave a cocky smile. “You would fail but I did not come to pick a fight. I come here because I lack the abilities that the Yuuzhan Vong possesses. I have the abilities to terraform a planet but it take thousands of years, your species has the abilities to repair or alternate an environment in much shorter periods of time. I require you expertise in repair the environment of the world known as Corellia. I am sure we can come to a reasonable agreement on compensation.” Angel thought back to the Migrant Fleet. She could possible solve to problems with one swoop. Offer the Vong the humans of the fleet as slaves; after she captured them, in payment for repairing the planet. It would be a beautiful solution to all the problems seeing that the Vong did not value anything technological and the Corellians that knew about the atrocity on their planet would be removed from the galaxy just like the data which she was constantly erasing.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 8, 2010 2:53:26 GMT -5
The Subcommander squinted his one eye at her. She requested something odd from them. While he knew as a fact, his people did not fully enjoy being so soundly defeated he was only marginally less sure that the rest of the galaxy did not trust the Yuuzhan Vong. He turned and lowered his head to confer with his men.
After several minutes of whispering a series of clicks and whistles. The hunting language they had developed here on Teegeeack, the subcommander raised back up and turned to face Angel.
"Before we agree to do this, who would we be doing this for. For which great power are you delivering this request messenger girl?"
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Post by Kayen/Saul/Katarina on Jan 8, 2010 3:20:32 GMT -5
Saul Tai had been working on setting up a shelter nearby when Angel arrived. He turned his dark eyes to watch her silently. Unlike the rest of his kind, he had a strange curiosity for the Humans and their technology, but he was stuck here. He still had a strong hatred for artificial life such as droids, but he had no idea she was one. As he listened to her request, Saul wasn't paying attention to his job and he knocked down part of the shelter. With a growl, he kicked some of the Yorik Coral and swore.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 8, 2010 3:30:13 GMT -5
Angel listened to the strange language and started to record it in order to try and decrypted it. By the time she had finally broke the clicks and whistles take after doing many cross references. “I am not simple a messenger, I am the one asking you to do it. For I am the builder of the planetary system and it is critical that it rebuilt in a timely manner.” She said firmly in the Vong tongue. As she said it she regretted it. They would either state she was a liar or push the topic of her nature. Both could have a great negative effect on securing their assistance. She really wise her personality matrix was more stable.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 8, 2010 3:53:07 GMT -5
A dead silence fell upon the group gathered on the ground. It was just as suddenly followed by the uproarious laughter of a hundred Yuuzhan Vong Warriors. The subcommander got a hold of himself and silenced the others. "Well girl, you tell quite the story. I will converse with the Shapers to see if this is possible but i have little doubt they will be capable."
He plucked his amphistaff from the ground and let it wrap around his waist. "Go back and tell your commander that in exchange for this service, we will require only one thing. An island. After this planet has been shaped to your needs, you will allow us to claim ownership of a single island of moderate size. What we do with it is our business. We will own it by both your laws and ours. You may never see us on it or leave it but it will be ours. Agree to these terms and i will have the shapers prepare."
The subcommander turned his back on Angel and glanced over his shoulder. "And next time tell your master to send man to do a mans job."
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Post by Kayen/Saul/Katarina on Jan 8, 2010 4:06:29 GMT -5
Saul watched quietly. Unlike the others, he had no malice towards Angel and he made a face at the subcommander's comment. One of the other Warriors noticed and elbowed Saul with a sneer, speaking in their language "perhaps you should go with her if you wish to make faces, worm!" Saul gritted his teeth but he said nothing. He turned away from the shelter and started to move towards Angel, curiously looking at her, studying her. His amphistaff was coiled around his left arm lazily.
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Post by Odan Thos on Jan 8, 2010 4:32:01 GMT -5
Angel looked at the Warrior as he laughed at her. "I take you doubt my claim, as is your right. However you are dealing with me and as such you well give me the respect I deceive. I challenge you to a duel over this process or do you fear a girl." Angel said. She looked in the Vong without a hint of fear. She reached down into the boot and drew her phrik combat knifes. She knew the blades could stand up to an amphistaff and to his shock its poison would have no effect on her. She stood with the two blades in her hands, seemingly unprepared for an attack.
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Post by MikDaTv on Jan 8, 2010 4:56:12 GMT -5
The subcommander turned and walked right up to Angel. He looked down on her and smiled. "I fear no living thing. But i do not accept challenges from those who would pretend to be warriors. You come here and pretend to speak our language and our ways but you are not one of us. Put your butter knives away girl and prepare your planet. We will choose our island once the shaping is complete."
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Post by Kayen/Saul/Katarina on Jan 8, 2010 4:59:35 GMT -5
Saul didn't say anything still. His black eyes just studied Angel as he stood a few meters away. Something about her was... inorganic, but he couldn't tell what it was yet.
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