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Post by Force_Flow on Mar 5, 2007 15:33:09 GMT -4
Coldstone They were unable to stop Malak. He killed all in his path, finally administering the final blow, bringing the Republic to its knees after Supreme Chancellor Rilla Sakura was assassinated. The Sith have risen. The Jedi Order has been scattered and lost. As far as Malak is concerned, the Jedi are either dead or dying.
But on the remote planet of Tatooine, Jedi Knight Revan recovers from her grievous wounds inflicted upon her by Malak. Devastated by the loss of her fellow Jedi—and the death of Jolee Bindo—Revan has one last task: to stay away from trouble and in seclusion.
When Revan finds out that her former General of the Mandalorian Wars has survived, she and her crew must make a painful decision: whether to stay on Tatooine or go on one last, desperate mission—right into the heart of Malak’s empire.Locations and Jobs
Tattoine: Revan – Hermit Carth – Hermit Canderous – Mercenary Bastila – Hermit Juhani – Cantina Waitress HK-47 – Canderous’ partner
Corellia: Mission – Black Market dealer Zalbaar: - Black Market dealer
Nar Shaddaa Daxter "Exile" Coulson – Ship Mechanic Atton – Ship Mechanic
Character Spots
Revan (Sarria Cacete) LSF: Force_Flow Carth: "Frosty" Mission: Force_Flow Zalbaar: Smiley Canderous: Smiley Bastila: Alyva Juhani: Alyva HK-47: tallboydave Daxter "Exile" Coulson: tallboydave Atton: "Frosty" |
Let's roll!
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Post by tallboydave on Mar 5, 2007 21:37:56 GMT -4
DAXTER COULSON
Nar Shaddaa. The Smuggler's Moon is crowded and busy at all hours. Just the place for someone to lose themselves for a time. Out in one of the starports, in a maintainance hanger, a pale man with black hair and green eyes hooked a datapad to a console of a cargo ship and started a diagnostic programme to determine what was making her un-spaceworthy. A ship that's out of action is a black hole for credits, as the crew chief had said earlier.
Daxter Coulson checked the datapad again as he waited for the programme to finish running.
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Post by frosty on Mar 6, 2007 9:41:42 GMT -4
Carth Onasi
I failed them! I failed them all! The Republic, Taris, the Jedi, and Telos! Telos, his homeworld. Once a prosperous planet. Now a rock. His wife, a wife he loved with all of his heart , parished. And the one man responsible, Saul, was the only thing that kept him going. But Saul died. What did he have left to keep him going?
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Post by Force_Flow on Mar 7, 2007 16:08:43 GMT -4
Revan
The only thing that reminded her she was alive was the stabbing pains in her back and the gentle ticking of the clock. Revan floated in darkness, waiting for the time to open her eyes, which were extremely light-sensitive. Someone had turned the lights to a minimum, but it still hurt. Her arm hurt like hell, so she moved it slightly from it's uncomfortable position. Her emotionless face twitched in surprise as stabbing pains shot through it. Her crooked foot also gave her trouble.
Revan knew if she fell asleep, there would only be more dreams, more nightmares. She had woken up crying on more than one occasion, blindfolded so she wouldn't kill her eyes when she opened them, and was gently rocked back to sleep by either Carth or Bastila.
She opened her right eye and squinted. Better, she thought. She didn't need to close her eyes, so it was a plus. A sign she was getting better. Good. She opened her left eye and found it was blurry. She lifted her left arm and pressed her eyes a few times behind closed lids to make the blurriness go away. When she opened them again, she half-expected Bastila or Carth to come in.
A low groan escaped her lips as she tried to sit up. She noticed the splint around her right arm. So Malak had broken it, just like his little droid deformed her foot with its heavy metal wheels. Bastard.
Revan bit her lip and tried to get up again. Her stubborn mind would not allow the others to care for her like she was a baby. She fell back down on to the seemingly hard bed. She let out a cry as her back seemed to scream with fire.
She groaned loudly. She was so thirsty. "Water…" she croaked, and that was about the only thing on her mind as she tried to get out of bed again.
Mission Vao
Far away from Tattoine on the planet of Corellia, in a small diner simply named Garet's, a blue Twi'lek sat down opposite an old man, and a larger Wookie stood behind her in the shadows. The old man smiled at her and whistled to his assisant. He scurried in and placed a box in front of the Twi'lek and the old man, and vanished again.
Garet leaned forward. "Listen here, kid," he said, his blue eyes flashing, "how do I know you won't use these things on me when my back's turned? Are you going to use them for fun, or what?"
"I held my end of the bargain," said Mission, fists clenched. "I give you those files, you give me the weapons."
"This shit?" he asked, opening the box. "This shit ain't weapons. They're damn baby's toys! Stun rays, stun nets, stealth belts… When you get into the big league, you play with things a bit more…"
"Violent?"
"If you put it that way, then yes," he said. "Listen here, Vao, you've done a good job for me. Those files were priceless. We can break into Malak's security with that crap. I've got something else I need you to… acquire."
"Does it involve Malak?"
"Yes."
"Keep talking."
Garet smirked at her. He slid a picture across the table. She took it and studied the woman photographed. "This is Andrea Secros. She comes to Corellia every Tuesday with a handful of the Royal Guard. She's a high-up administrator on some damn planet, and Malak's pet. Break into her hotel, the Soft Landings, and take whatever you can. I don't want any trace of you there, or your furry friend."
"What do I get in return?"
"Credits. Depends on how much I think the data's worth."
"Nothing less than a thousand."
"Deal."
"Deal."
They shook on it.
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Post by tallboydave on Mar 7, 2007 18:06:04 GMT -4
DAXTER
Daxter was checking the navicomp for errors when he heard a pair of all too familiar feet tapping towards him. He shut his eyes and breathed out for a moment, then turned around.
"Rand." He said plainly, greeting his annoying colleague with a correctly polite nod.
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Post by frosty on Mar 7, 2007 18:30:13 GMT -4
Atton
Atton walk into the maintenence hanger. It was huge, but hunk-a-junk cargo ship. He and Daxter had been working on it for weeks, and every day the jingle of credits and his pocket grew thinner.
Daxter, the Exile, a man Atton originally didn't think to fondly of, was at the controls checking up on Naviator. "Hey Dax," Atton said walking up to Daxter. "How's it coming?"
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Post by tallboydave on Mar 7, 2007 18:51:37 GMT -4
DAXTER
"I am starting to lose my patience with it, if I am honest." Daxter replied, his irritation at the machine obvious. "At this rate, I'm going to need to toss a credit chip as to whether to riddle it with blaster bolts or kick it to pieces."
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Post by frosty on Mar 8, 2007 7:43:42 GMT -4
Atton
Atton chuckled. "Well keep working on it. I'm sure it'll be fixed in no time. I'm heading done to the Cantina. I won't be bacxk any time soon." Atton turned and walked towards the door. He stopped to make sure he had his lightsaber. Lightsaber? Check. The doord slid open and Atton walked out.
Carth He found himself pasing again. He was always pasing. He stopped, and took a look around. "How did we end up here?" he asked. He grew angry. "This is what we had left. This shack." He walked over to the desk and sat down. He pulled out his blaster and did the only other thing he ever did. Polish his blaster. It was soo shiney it almost hurt to look at it. He didn't care. It was still dirty to him.
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Post by Alyva on Mar 9, 2007 14:57:58 GMT -4
OOC: It's pacing. lol
BASTILA SHAN
She looked up at her comrade and sighed inwardly. The weapon was so bright, it hurt to look at. If Carth kept going like this, they would run out of oil for cleaning his oh-so-precious killing tool.
Reaching out, Bastila senses Revan's anxiety. Speaking in clipped tones, Bastila rose. "Revan's awake. Go get some water from the sink for her."
Bastila entered Revan's room and took a moment to adjust her eyes. Bastila saw the form of Revan try and get up. She had not noticed she was there. Bastila watched her for a moment, then surprised her by pushing her gently back down.
"Carth's getting your water," she said gently.
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Post by tallboydave on Mar 15, 2007 17:56:57 GMT -4
DAXTER
With a grunt of annoyance, Daxter gave the machine a kick. To his suprise, it rebooted, and the diagnostic shone green. "Well I'll be a tachs' uncle..." Daxter said, before gathering his tools.
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