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Post by Robbie on Mar 11, 2010 21:41:26 GMT -7
Terraboca thought for a moment, "If I remember right, it is powered by the planet's core. The power generators I think are below this whole place."
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Skdan answered, "I really actually don't know. Rarely do those huge droids say anything, and the protocol droids never speak to us about how this place is really ran except for some questions."
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As Jarx walked with Kara, he noticed droids started running back and forth. He noticed more and more of them, "What is going on?"
Kara also had a look of puzzelment, "I don't know."
Jarx used his suits scanners to try and pick on any transmissions, he found one, INCOMING POTENTIAL INTRUDERS. INTRUDERS CURRENT DESTINATION AND RATE OF SPEED WILL PLACE THEM HERE IN TWO HOURS. PREPARE TO REPEL. POSSIBLE SPY SENDING SIGNAL. TRACKING ALL NEWCOMERERS WITHIN THE LAST TWENTY FOUR HOURS. PREPARE HOLDING CELLS AND INTERROGATION ROOMS.
Jarx was the only one who heard it through is suit, but he knew what was going to happen very soon. The security was going to be amp out, and he and the rest of the gang were going to be hunted down and interrogated. And he doubt the robots would be charitable about it either.
Kara noticed his pause, "What's the matter Jarx?"
Jarx looked at her, "I actually really think we should go to my place. I have yet to see my room." And I have probably put you in danger by having you talk to me. But you seem to know alot about this place, so your information might come in handy.
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Elsewhere...
"Sir! We are being scanned!" The sith officer shouted.
The Dark Lord spoke, his voice low and sinister, "By who commander?"
The sith officer looked at his master, "It is unknown Sir. We cannot locate the originator of the scan."
The Dark Lord leaned in his chair, "Make sure all troops are ready for combat. I am sure we are going to have someone great us at the front door."
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Post by Sarahi Leor Qui on Mar 11, 2010 23:01:27 GMT -7
Sarahi nodded slowly. "I see..." she said and started to rub her head.
Skdan leaned back in his chair. "Besides that, this place is paradise."
"So they tell me." Sarahi tightened her ponytail and then twisted it into a bun.
"Is something the matter, Sarahi?" Skadan leaned forward.
"Just getting...restless. I think I may talk a walk to gather my thoughts...if you don't mind." Sarahi stood up.
"Um...no...not at all I suppose. I did enjoy our chat." he said, disappointment trailing in his voice.
"I did too. Thank you for your time Skdan, may we meet again." She turned quickly on her heels and left the rodian behind. Sarahi looked down at her feet and closed her eye, using the Force to guide her around things.
Finally she stopped and looked up, staring at the large fountain before her. The sound of the water falling reminded her much of the waterfall on Agamar. She inhaled deeply and let the artificial sun hit her face. Sarahi allowed a rare smile of joy spread across her face. Even though this paradise was not so much a paradise to her, it was nice just to get some time to herself.
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Post by Aurra Lunelle on Mar 12, 2010 0:37:16 GMT -7
Fidella looked around, "More then looking for an escape route that is for sure." He looked at the chair and its computer, and came up with an idea, "Come with me." Aurra cautiously followed Fidella to the chair, and Fidella looked at it, "Like I thought, it is password protected." He looked at Aurra, "Hack it." Aurra was not usually one to obey orders, but she knew that the Jedi, Fidella, was not questioning authority he was merely trying to finish the mission. The sooner we find what the Jedi are looking for, the sooner we can get out of here, Aurra thought before sitting down in the chair and studying the computer console. Aurra’s fingers raced across the console in an attempt to break through the computer’s security. Aurra could sense Fidella behind her and tried to ignore him as she worked at the computer’s controls. Finally, Aurra broke through the computer’s security and a new screen appeared.
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Post by Saint Dane on Mar 12, 2010 9:47:59 GMT -7
Shaa turned her back on the beautiful garden and made her way over to Tyron. "As much as I love this place, I would very much enjoy to see the rest of the city." She winked. Tyron smiled and lead her out of the field. "You must tell me, " Tyron stopped Shaa and looked deep into her eyes. "Have you enjoyed our wonderful city so far?" "Yes, very much so. Although I do have a few questions..." She glanced around, there were droids running everywhere. Something wasn't right. "Like what?" Asked Tyron. "Um, when we went into the garden everything was fine, but now there are dozens more droids, and they are all running around like somethings wrong. What's the matter?" Shaa kept scanning. "I'm not sure, but I've never seen the droids in such a hurry before. Oh, I'm sure it's nothing." Tyron took Shaa's arm and lead her through the streets.
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Post by Jenina Fenwyn on Mar 12, 2010 13:30:20 GMT -7
Lisa nodded in reply to Daniel's answer. "I see..interesting." She glanced up, noticing the activity that was starting to pick up. "What's going on?" she asked, her fingers tugging nervously at her empty knife sheath.
Jenina turned away from examining the architecture of a doorway, sensing a change in the atmosphere of the facility. I wonder....what's going on..? She ducked into a small alley-way type of space, out of the way, hoping to go un-noticed.
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Post by Robbie on Mar 12, 2010 17:07:29 GMT -7
Jarx got Kara to his new, but not going to live in it long, apartment. He entered and saw that it was set up like the regular Mandalorian style. Typical.
Kara closed the door behind her, "Why did you bring me up here?"
Jarx turned to her, "I know I can trust you. Have you ever wanted to get out of here?"
Kara looked at him, "I guess. Why?"
"Because I need your help getting me and I disagreeociates our weapons." Jarx told her.
Kara sighed, "Why are you rushing to leave?"
Jarx looked around, making sure no one was watching them from an open window, "Because I intercepted a transmission through my helmet. And these droids are looking for everyone here, thinking there is a spy."
Kara walked around him, "Why are they looking for a spy?"
"Because there are possible intruders coming."
She nodded, "Lets cut to the chase Jarx, I want to know why your really here first. And don't tell me you were looking for some paradise."
Jarx sighed, "Your right. A couple weeks ago the Republic detected a energy signature near here. Me and my team were sent to investigate, and report back to the jedi order."
"Thank you for at least being truthful." She turned her back to him, "Fine, I will help you get your weapons, but my suggestion for you is to find everyone and hide somewhere." She turned to leave, but Jarx stopped her.
"Kara, take this." He handed her a communicator, "That way we can all stay in contact."
She nodded and left.
Jarx spoke through his communicator, "Okay ladies and gentlemen, you better get your hides into gear because the droids are looking for us because they seem to think there is a spy in there midst. Oh, ya, I also forgot to mention, we probably have sith on the way to this installation, and a lot of them, so hurry up, find out what you can, and stay out of the droids' sight. If your sighted, run. If you have to fight, kick there metal hide. Just don't get yourselves killed."
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Fidella heard the message, but was more preoccupied with the screen. He then heard that a girl Jarx met was helping them find there weapons. He looked at Aurra, "Find her and help her get our weapons."
He then sat in the command chair and clicked through the screen. He came across a sort of log, he started reading it:
Log Entry 25-809-38405
I have been expanding this base of operations. I build this as a sanctuary for those in dire need on this planet, and as a proving grounds. If I can succeed in this test, I can move onto my other plans.
"Interesting.." Fidella mumbled to himself. He looked around, and grabbed something from his robes. It was a down loader. It would download any information from the computer. He plugged it in, and it started downloading. He continued his reading,
Log Entry 25-809-38406
Jedi
I have been watching the jedi. They haven't discovered this place yet, but I know one day one will. I never have trusted the jedi, and I don't think I ever will. They are hypocritical in several of there beliefs and dead wrong in others. They try to go down the right road, but they always seem to stray.
Sith
The sith are not much better. While they admit to what they want, and while they may be right on some matters, they only care for power. They also are usually driven just by violence and destruction.
Log entry 78-906-0680
I have not visited this installation in a long time. But its success is satisfying to say the least. With the Mandalorian War going on, people come here to seek refuge, and a new home.
But my worries have come to past. Recently a Jedi has come. Not like Jedi in the past, but a warrior Jedi. An intelligence gatherer Jedi. One who might betray my secrets. And to my dismay, she arrived when I did. She has seen me, and immediately started asking me questions.
Log Entry 78-906-0681
I decided to take a risk and talk to this girl. She actually seems to be one of the Jedi I actually like. I try answering all her questions truthfully and to the fullest extent without revealing my answers.
Log Entry 78-906-0682
I made a hard decision. I decided to let the Jedi go. I normally don't do that to protect my secrets, but, I know she won't betray me. Hopefully she went a fuller mind then when she came here.
Fidella stopped reading. He was astonished, a Jedi had been there and not reveal it to anyone? Not even to the council? If that Jedi was still alive, he was going to make sure she was expelled for that treachery.
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Post by Aurra Lunelle on Mar 12, 2010 19:07:07 GMT -7
(Quick question; does Aurra have a communicator?)
“Find her and help her get our weapons.” Fidella told Aurra.
“Sounds like a plan.” Aurra said before quickly exiting the room leaving Fidella to study the computer.
Aurra quietly sprinted down the hallway to the lift. The lift door automatically opened and Aurra quickly stepped inside; the door slid closed. Aurra found the lift console and told it to go down.
The lift stopped suddenly and the door slid open. Aurra cautiously stepped out of the lift and the door slid closed. Aurra carefully crept toward the door that led outside, making sure there were no droids around.
The small door slid open revealing the false daylight outside. Momentarily blinded, Aurra paused for a few seconds, then she proceeded to make her way to the apartments.
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Post by Ketreelawa Ochor on Mar 12, 2010 19:12:46 GMT -7
Ketreelawa headed to her apartment after she and Terrabrocca had parted ways. She rounded the corner the led to her apartment almost crashing into an auburn-haired girl who seemed to be in a very big hurry.
"What's going on?" Ketreelawa asked Aurra.
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Post by Aurra Lunelle on Mar 12, 2010 19:22:12 GMT -7
Aurra looked up at Ketreelawa, "What? You didn't get the news? Sith are coming to this installation and droids are searching for us because they think someone is a spy for the sith. I'm trying to find Jarx's new girlfriend, Kara, who is going to help us get our weapons back. Have you seen her?"
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Post by Ketreelawa Ochor on Mar 12, 2010 19:24:34 GMT -7
Ketreelawa's head cocked slightly to the side, "Uh, no?" she said half as a question and half as an answer.
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Post by Aurra Lunelle on Mar 12, 2010 19:28:16 GMT -7
"Well, then don't just stand there, help me find her!" Aurra said to Ketreelawa, "The quicker we find our weapons, the quicker we can get out of this place."
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Post by Robbie on Mar 12, 2010 21:24:10 GMT -7
Jarx walked out of his door, and saw the droids. There was that one protocol droid, and two huge ones with him. He saw the protocol droid point at him, Great, now its time for me to run.
He ran and the protocol droid sprinted after him. Jarx knew he didn't have a chance outrunning the droid, but maybe he could outsmart it. He ran down the street where a bunch of people where and made sure the droid right behind him had to slow down.
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Fidella grabbed the chip and put it in his robe. He would look at what he got later, now it was time for him to leave, with his Jedi. If the non-Jedi couldn't make it out, then so be it. One of them was a murderer in his eyes, and another was probably a saboteur. But, he needed his light sabers, and that saboteur might be the only person who could help the Mandalorian's new associate get them. (Yes, she does Aurra.)
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Brendak Shiel
Jedi Master
Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.
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Post by Brendak Shiel on Mar 12, 2010 23:54:41 GMT -7
"This is such a fantastic place that you live in, " Brendak said lightly. "Its alright," Neeila murmured quietly.
Brendak's ears pricked with interest and he looked over at her. "Just alright? I thought that this place was supposed to be paradise." Please say something worth my time.
She glanced up at him before quickly lowering her head. "Oh, it is wonderful.... its just..." She sighed. "Did you ever get that feeling that there was something more? You know, like this isn't all that there is, and that you should be somewhere else, doing something else?"
"Definitely, " He agreed, playing along. "That you should be making a difference instead of enjoying the little peace that there is in the galaxy."
"Exactly!" Neeila said with excitement. " I thought that maybe I was the only one in a world where everyone seemed so content."
Brendak opened his mouth to answer when the communicator beeped in his ear. He smiled down at Neeila before turning his head slightly away and listening to the message. The Rodian didn't get the idea and began to speak.
"So, Brendak, where do you come from?"
Okay ladies and gentlemen, you better get your hides into gear because the droids are looking for us because they seem to think that there is a spy in their midst.......
"Uh..." Brendak cocked his head to one side and pressed his hand against his ear to hide the voice and pretend like he was thinking. "I'm.... I'm from here. I live on Taris."
Oh yea, I also forgot to mention, we probably have sith on the way to this installation, and a lot of them, so hurry up, find out what you can, and stay out of the droid's sight.
"Oh, that's nice. Although, Taris isn't exactly what you would call a dream world."
If your sighted, run. If you have to fight, kick their metal hide. Just don't get yourself killed.
"Yea. I would agree that. Taris is no place to be after dark, " Brendak mumbled, hoping that he could remember most of Jarx's message.
Neeila's eyes turned soft and she rubbed his arm. "You seem tired. Why don't we go back to my apartment to sit down?"
"I'm really not so sure that's a good idea, I--"
"Oh, honestly," She pulled his closer to her. "Its not far from here. Right on the edge of the installation."
Brendak's head snapped around. "Really?" He inquired with interest. "Well if it is close..." He was already mapping out his next steps. If this Rodian lived near the end of the building, he could at least learn what this whole place was made of, and maybe even find an alternative exit from the city. Besides, it would be the best way to stay out of the droid's sights.
"Sure. Lets go."
Neeila flashed a brilliant smile. "Wonderful! We will hardly have to walk any further."
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Post by Sarahi Leor Qui on Mar 13, 2010 18:25:08 GMT -7
"Oh, ya, I also forgot to mention, we probably have sith on the way to this installation, and a lot of them, so hurry up, find out what you can, and stay out of the droids' sight. If your sighted, run. If you have to fight, kick there metal hide. Just don't get yourselves killed."
Sarahi rolled her eyes. Perfect. There goes my few moments of peace. She made a quick scan of the area around her and the made her way over to the apartments. Sarahi smirked. Yeah, let's see them try to lay a hand on me. Their circuits would be fried before they even knew what hit them.
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Brendak Shiel
Jedi Master
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Post by Brendak Shiel on Mar 13, 2010 22:29:30 GMT -7
Brendak looked up at the apartment.
It was small and simple with little or no decorations. There were no other houses or buildings in this part of the installation, making this single home seem eerily secluded. It couldn't have been more perfect.
"Come on," Neeila urged, leading him over to the apartment. The door slid open for them and Brendak followed Neeila into the house. The inside was as dull as the outside, but the back of the room that they entered was made out of some sort of thick steel. His eyes widened when he realized that the apartment was built into the side of the installation.
"This is a very interesting home you have," He commented. Pretending to notice it for the first time, Brendak glanced at the steel wall. "That is quite a curious attachment. You know," He said rather hesitantly. "I have a bit of interest in architecture. Do you mind if I take a closer look at the welding and design?"
She smiled flirtatiously and waved a hand at the wall. "Be my guest. I'll be right back, there's something upstairs that I need to get."
Neeila walked away, but Brendak waited until her footsteps faded across the floor to rush over to the metal hide of the installation.
Running his hands on the wall, he closed his eyes and focused on what lay beyond his own sight. Things that only the force could see. He breathed out and allowed the force to subtly drain some of his energy to pull information from the building. His brow knit together when the resistance from the wall was stronger than he'd anticipated. He pressed into the installation harder, willing the force to break down whatever barriers that this place possessed. Flickers of blurred images flashed in front of his eyes. Intricately designed stream of power cells, complex passageways through the interior of the structure, severed pictures that should have been whole--
A warning screamed inside of his mind. In a nano-second, he felt the silent wind of something approach his head and had barely enough time to fall to the ground as it whistled over his head and embedded itself into the spot where his forehead had been not a moment before.
He thrust himself to his feet and whirled around to face his opponent.
There in the doorway, standing like she had never left, was Neeila.
Brendak wiped away any momentary surprise that got ahold of him and stood up straight to look her in the eyes. She still wore the same seductive grin on her face, her relaxed position remained just as it had been when she left, and she ultimately looked like she had never moved. But she must have moved. Because now, she held a lightsaber.
The satisfied smirk that she had on her face were now paired with her star-lit eyes, which glowed with power. "Don't be leaving so quickly Brendak," She chided. "There's still something left for me to do."
Mechanically, he placed a hand on the side of his belt... and winced.
Neeila laughed. "Lose your lightsaber, jedi? That's too bad..." She triggered her own blade and a stream of red plasma sprouted from her hand. "I suppose one weapon will have to suffice for the both of us." She batted her eyes. "It has been so wonderful knowing you."
She leaped toward him, blade extended, and Brendak was forced to jump back wards to avoid being cleaved in two.
"Don't make take longer than it has to, love." Neeila lunged at him again and thrust her lightsaber at him. He dodged the blade and turned, dancing out of the way.
She hissed and sprung at his throat. His stood firm this time, watching her movements as if they were in slow motion. At the last moment, his hand flicked to the side and a wooden table sitting in the corner of the room flew through the air and knocked into Neeila mid-leap.
She shrieked with rage as she hit the other side of the room. Brendak raised his hands and summoned the force. The walls around the both of them cracked and began to collapse. He mentally splintered the supports of the apartment. Audible noises of the building breaking around them sounded. He gritted his teeth and curled his fingers around the invisible structures.
Just then he was thrown back wards against the wall. His eyes snapped open in time to see Neeila’s furious snarl and her bloody lightsaber aimed at his chest. Her arm stretched to strike him with the blade, but Brendak swerved and grabbed her wrist, twisting it away from him and pining it against the wall. Glaring up at him, Neeila contorted all her energy into leaping forward and slamming him against the wall.
Brendak twisted her wrist sharply and heard a quick snap followed by a cry of pain from Neeila.
The Rodian female looked at him with such unchecked hatred that she seemed to burn. “You will die jedi. All of you, but I have to start with someone.”
Before he could even think, Neeila’s left hand shot out from between them. A boiling pain suddenly knifed into his side. He ground his teeth to keep from passing out completely. It felt like fire and ice had ground into him and were slowly cutting him apart from the inside out. His grip on the assassin’s broken hand released and he sank to the ground. Sweat grew on his forehead, but he felt colder than he could ever remember. He managed to turn his head and look at his side, and his heart sank.
The handle of the Ryyk dagger that had been thrown at him from Neeila’s first attack stuck out below his ribcage. Blood had already seeped through his shirt and stained his hand that gripped the pommel of the knife. There would be too much blood for him to fight if he pulled out the blade, so he let it sit in his side, ripping away at his organs.
“It is a shame that you won’t live to see your friends die, jedi,” Neeila mocked. “But not such a shame that I won’t absolutely enjoy this moment.”
She summoned her lightsaber off the floor and tightened her hold around the blade. With a victorious yell she raised the red sword to bring it down upon his neck.
Brendak grunted stiffly and opened his extended hand, the power of the force, the only power between them at the moment, shooting into her and throwing her out of the room. He made a quick gesture and the door closed behind her, the lock clicking quietly.
“You think that you’ve saved yourself, jedi?” Howled the Rodian, her voice muffled from the door between them. “You have just secured your fate!”
Brendak let out short, rasping breaths. The pain had intensified and he focused on manipulating what little of the force he had to stop the flow of bleeding. Things couldn’t get worse.
A hissing sound exited the cracked walls of the house. Gray smoke leaked into the room, like predators hunting for their helpless prey. That would be him.
When the smoke reached his throat, he cringed. Poison gas. It choked his lungs and burned his eyes. He gave a tortured gasp when the toxin entered his wound. His vision had begun to swim and objects around the room spun. He couldn’t keep his thoughts trained on the pain, the gas, or the fact that he would die in minutes.
A sound caught his slim concentration and he looked over to the door. For a moment, he thought that Neeila had returned to finish his quickly, but that would have made no sense. The room was poisoned.
He coughed and his eyelids dropped just as the door burst open and Sarahi Qui rushed in.
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