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Post by Aurra Lunelle on Nov 29, 2009 16:51:33 GMT -7
Aurra's eyelids fluttered open, as she slowly regained consciousness, becoming more aware of her surroundings. Was she being held captive or did someone strap her down out of the goodness of their heart?
“Where am I?” Aurra groaned, her voice barely audible.
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Brendak Shiel
Jedi Master
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Post by Brendak Shiel on Nov 29, 2009 20:28:47 GMT -7
Brendak gritted his teeth and shoved his light saber to the floor. Chunks of burned metal and other debris crumpled from the lack of support.
Brendak cut down the remaining obsticles in the way and stepped through the freshly cut wall. "About time too," He muttered darkly.
Slowly making his way down the steps, he winced whenever the ship tremored. he leaped to the bottom, and searched the room. Every one was off trying to do something to rid the Twilight Ghost of it's pursuers.
Brendak made his way to the cock-pit, and Jarx. " How extensive are the damages?" He choked when a pipe burst somewhere nearby.
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Post by Sarahi Leor Qui on Nov 30, 2009 19:37:30 GMT -7
Sarahi was starting to feel dizzy. She kept her eyes closed as she tried to relax. "I do think I'll be controling minds for a while." She clutched her head.
"Are you okay?" Cla' Tal leaned forward and looked at her. "You look kind of pale."
"I'm fine..." Sarahi forced a smile.
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Post by Jenina Fenwyn on Dec 1, 2009 13:39:08 GMT -7
Jenina noticed Sarahi put a hand to her forehead. Pushing past the nagging, disturbing feeling of the lives in space snuffing out, she dug in her pack for her medkit. Finding what she was looking for, she walked hesitantly over to Sarahi. "M-Master Qui...this might help.." She offered Sarahi a small green capsule to swallow.
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Post by Ketreelawa Ochor on Dec 1, 2009 16:58:11 GMT -7
Ketreelawa, seeing no sith fighters within range of firing, climbed out of the turrent. She peeked into the cockpit, where Brendak, Jarx, and... Who was that? She studied a human female. She had auburn hair, that messily draped into her face, a tight-set mouth, and dark amber eyes that dashed around the room. Probably trying to figure out where she is. Ketreelawa thought, I'm not one to tell her, I don't exactly know either. Ketreelawa, returned to Jenina, Lisa, and the human female and male that she didn't know the names of. She glided over to Jenina, who was offering something to the human female that Ketreelawa did not know the name of.
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Post by Robbie on Dec 1, 2009 19:26:31 GMT -7
(Sorry I was gone, but I am back.)
Jarx knew it was coming before the whining even started. He saw the sith warships before they made their way, between them, and the safety of the planet.
He knew they were already being hailed, and decided not to answer. They would only demand the immidiate surrender of them anyways. And Jarx never etrayed a client, jedi, or no jedi.
He went to maxium thrust, speaking, "Hang on!"
The ship charged the sith warship in front of them. Not yet...Not yet! He shouted to himself in his mind.
The Twilight Ghost kept going, and going. The jedi on the Twilight Ghost watched in horror, thinking Jarx was a madman. The crew of the sith warship, was thinking the pilot, of the mysterious ship, was a madman.
Just when the ships were to collide, Jarx pulled up on the controls and twisted it around. The ship pulled up, and did a barrel roll over the top of the ship, and went spirraling downward into the atmosphere of Taris, they were safe. For now.
Jarx heard the pilot speak, and shouted at her, "Mind telling me why your ship blew up in the space station, girl?"
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Post by Aurra Lunelle on Dec 2, 2009 14:46:50 GMT -7
Aurra glanced toward the person who was addressing her; he was dressed in heavy armor.
"Oh, I don't know, my ship just decided to blow up today!” Aurra snapped back sarcastically. “What do you think? Duh, someone attached a bomb to my ship!”
“I knew they let me go too easy.” Aurra muttered under her breath.
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Post by Saint Dane on Dec 2, 2009 21:58:48 GMT -7
Shaa didn't want to kill. She didn't want to take lives of those who couldn't help what they were doing. But she had to, for the safety of this ship (whatever was left of it) and for the safety of its crew.
She winced as the last fighter blew into space, and the remaining parts went in all directions.
She lifted herself slowly out of her seat, making sure not to twist her side too much.
She flipped her dark auburn hair over her shoulder and proceeded to the cock pit, where she found a whole bunch of people.
the pilot shouted something like HANG ON, and then Shaa was flown to the other side of the wall.
She whacked against the wall with a hard THUD and felt the deep, agonizing pain flood through her side once more. Sliding down its slippery surface, she shut her eyes and held them tight.
How could she be going on a mission in this much pain?
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Post by Sarahi Leor Qui on Dec 3, 2009 1:16:31 GMT -7
Cla' Tal gripped the sides of his seat, hanging onto it for dear life. He wouldn't admit it, but he always got sick from flying. The situation that, whatever his name was, had put them in was not help.
He glanced over and Sarahi and shook his in disbelief; she was...smiling.
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Sarahi couldn't help the grin on her face, it just found it's way onto her face. She threw her head back and laughed for the first time in years. This was taunting death, and to Sarahi, it had become a child's game.
After a great maneuver from the pilot they were sfae for the moment. Sarahi tried to hid her smile, but couldn't seeing the panicked look on Cla' Tal's face. "Are you sure you aren't afraid of flying?" she asked.
"Oh no...not that...but suicide, that's what makes me afraid."
"You just haven't touch death as much as I have." Sarahi pulled her hood over her head and leaned back in her seat. I hope I can have many more moments like this...
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Post by Jenina Fenwyn on Dec 3, 2009 13:54:56 GMT -7
Jenina clung to Lisa, trembling. She had been on ships before, but they had never been caught in the middle of a fight..
Lisa put an arm around her friend, her feline agility and poise allowing her to keep her balance. For extra assistance, she dug her nails into a wall.
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Post by Saint Dane on Dec 3, 2009 18:32:58 GMT -7
Shaa kept her eyes closed as they sped through space.
slowly making her way to her feet, she gripped her side and winced. Pain can be controlled... She thought hopelessly.
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Post by Robbie on Dec 3, 2009 18:56:58 GMT -7
Jarx leaned back in his seat, just to take in a deep breath. The air in his helmet was recycled air, to keep him pressurized incase his ship was, dismembered by the sith's guns. But, luckily, he had not needed that feature, yet.
He hated that taste it left in your mouth, like the breath you get after a deep sleep for hours. He glanced behind him, and saw some of the crew members. The jedi, Cla, was scared out of his wits, with his lady friend smiling at him for his weakness.
He heard what the pilot said, "Very suspicious to me...but, we will have plenty of enough time to sort that out on the planet."
Jarx looked foward, and not a second to soon. The alarms started going off and Jarx recognized them, "We have an engine hit! We are losing thrust, and steering, and their is a fire in that room to boot! Two of you get into the engine room and put out that fire, or the sith will be the least of our worries! Now you jedi!"
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Post by Sarahi Leor Qui on Dec 3, 2009 19:35:31 GMT -7
"Looks like this is a job for me." Cla' Tal said to Sarahi before running to the engine room. As he reached the engine room, Cla'Tal coughed and sheilded his eyes from the smoke. "I can fix the engine, but how can I put this blasted fire out?!"
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Brendak Shiel
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Post by Brendak Shiel on Dec 3, 2009 19:58:20 GMT -7
Brendak spun on his heels and headed toward the engine room. Once inside, he surveyed the damage.
It was fairly extensive. Enormous flames exploded around him, the smoke blackened the air around him, and dangerous sparks ignited and flickered around the rest of the engines in a spiteful game of death.
He had seen worse.
Summoning the force around him, he gathered the independent power towards him are used it as a shield to keep the flames from fully consuming him. He stepped into the heat and ventured deeper into the fire.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone make an advance toward the engine. Good, maybe he could fix the thing. Brendak had never been partial with tecniques that involved repairs. Or simply never enjoyed working to save something that wasn't alive when he could be.
Concentrating on the fire, he let the force guide him to the heart of the rabid flames. Feeling the life force of the fire, he focused fully on sucking the air, the life blood of the fire, out of the fire and into his lungs and the rest of the ship. Away from the flames.
His task nearly finished, he was about to pull the final strands of breath from the fire, when the engine convulsed and belched black fire into the air in a sudden explosion of light and flame.
Searing heat burned Brendak's flesh, and he yelled in pain as his shield was momentarily broken. Smoke took the place of air into his lungs, and he fought to remain conscious. Trying desperately to hold up the blockade that was the only thing between his life and death, he called to the other jedi who was hopefully still there.
"Get the engine fixed! I put out the flames without it in full function!"
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Post by Sarahi Leor Qui on Dec 3, 2009 20:13:54 GMT -7
Cla'Tal nodded. "Right." he said and then went to work on the engine. "I'm Cla'Tal by he way if you didn't catch it the first time." He took a look at the damage and let out a whistle. "Well, this is bad, but fixable..." then he went right to work."
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Sarahi wondered if Cla'Tal was doing okay in the engine room. She got up and made her way there. When she entered the room was filled with smoke. She closed her one good eye and let her prosthetic eye see for her through the thick smoke.
"Hello?" she said with ease. The smoke had no effect on her breathing, thanks to her mask. "Is there any way I can help?" Cla'Tal was nowhere to be seen, but she caught glance of Brendak who seemed to be struggling to keep the flames at bay. She touched his shoulder and focused the force into him, giving him a boast of energy. "Let me help." she said.
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