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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 12, 2007 19:13:48 GMT -4
Jask's story “After I left, I started looking for any sign of Jedi. I still had friends, so it was easy enough to contact Olee, Ni, and a few others. We all met on Ragoon VI and plotted our next course of action. There were only eight of us: me, Olee, Ni, Master Adi, Roan Shryne, Kaima, a Bothan, and Ulu Ulix. We made quite a team in the beginning days. Ni was the one who wanted to go to Naboo. So we’re sitting in orbit, and the girls are dressing us up. Olee is my younger sister who I sorta based on Erin, and I was the moody one with black hair.” “There were sixteen Jedi on Naboo. We went there, and we couldn’t believe how lucky we’d be if we got them all on our side. So about one week before Naboo was attacked, we landed. We had false ID docs and everything. The guard was one of the few the Queen trusted. We got into the palace with his help, and met Queen Apailina. Master Caan was against the idea from the start, and we ended up leaving with only eight. But it was more than I had bargained for. We lifted off the planet just two days before you arrived.” “Days later, we all decided to rescue the six Jedi held on Coruscant. I was going, Shay was going, and Shaak Ti was going. We only got out five: the other died in captivity. We killed the entire platoon stationed there. It was a madhouse. And then I got wounded. We were transported out of the place, and Ni tended to my wounds. Then I figured out Olee had taken over while I was out, and that we were going to test out the weapons on the BlueFire on two Star Destroyers carrying important equipment to Coruscant.” “I agreed with the plan wholeheartedly, and we tore their hulls apart with the Force. It was really exhausting, but they had no idea what was going on.” Jaskia’s smile became twisted. “They all died.” “The next two years are a bit hazy for me. But we gathered at least fifty Jedi. We went on a lot of missions, had our own little chain of command, and the Raptor Pirates felt sympathetic to our cause, which was weird because we were the ones usually chasing them before Order 66.” Nait laughed. It was true. “So they gave us another ship to use as our Capital Ship. It’s the Lightning Rod. Not the best ship, but Shey and a few others made a lot of changes. You’d be looking at the most illegally-modified ship in the solar system if you set eyes on it. Pure pazzak, there. I’d have to turn myself in for the creds.” “Say cheers to irony,” Nait said, grinning. “As soon as Scout came back, I felt it. I hacked into the databases and saw that she was ‘recovering from torture at the hands of the Imps.’” Jaskia snorted. “I came to Alderaan first thing and watched you guys. Nothing much was going on, so I left Scout a working lightsaber on her bed and got back to my own little crew. “Five years later we had over two-hundred Jedi and Jedi-in-training under my command. Then, out of all the kriffing luck in the Galaxy, we’re pulled over on a supply run to Talravin. So we all hide in the smuggler compartments in the floor in strategic areas all over the ship. It was funny, too. Every time and officer passed us, we would kill him with the Force and hide his body in the airlocks. Everyone was going crazy: they had no clue what was going on. People started calling us the Ghosts. The name stuck. So we took off after Ni went out and took the wheels off of the Captain’s chair and wrote a threatening message on the guy’s wall. They had alarms raised and everything. They were so confused, all we had to do was push the gears foreword and they didn’t even notice we were gone. Blasted the dead guys out of the airlock, too.” She laughed. It was an insane, evil laugh that Nait vividly remembered from his childhood. “So years went by like this. Then we realized that if Vader was chasing you guys, we had the perfect opportunity to steal the DS plans. It was me, Shey, Ni, Adi, Olee, and Siri who nabbed them. We knew we wouldn’t be able to make it to you guys in time, so we sent them to you. You sent them to the other guys, and we were tractored in. End of story.” They walked in silence. “Thanks for telling me,” Nait said. “Thanks for not being that selfish little creep I knew a long time ago.” Jaskia grinned at him. “I like you better with a beard, anyway.”
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Post by hk47fan on Sept 12, 2007 19:45:02 GMT -4
Sora
As I approached Nait and Jaskia in the halls, hearing their conversation clearer and clearer as I got closer, I smiled lightly and said "Looks like you two have made things up."
I looked at Nait and gave him a Good job. look, and then looked at both again "Well, I am glad things seem to have been worked out, and Jaskia I have some things to speak to you about. Nothing bad, just some matters...." I said
I almost felt like a father seeing his two children reconcile. Scout was the most out of the four that felt like my own, but in a way, they all did. Even Naos. It was hard to explain to anyone else....only they, and Padme could understand.
I had been told I was more like my brother Anakin then I knew...he had been close to them as I was now.
"In the meantime, I have someone for you to meet, Jaskia....I think you knew his father...." I said and then turned to the gungan approaching
"Abso Bar Binks, this is Jaskia Paine, the leader of the legendary Ghosts, and Jaskia, this is Abso Bar Binks. The son of Jar Jar Binks." I said to Abso and then Jaskia
Abso rushed forward and clutched Jaskia's hand "Meesa is pleased to meet you!!!!!" he said eagerly
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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 12, 2007 19:48:42 GMT -4
Jaskia allowed the Gungan to shake her hand. Too many past mistakes prevented her from hugging him. "It's good to meet you, Abso. Your father must be very proud."
Nait took the opportunity to smother his smirk with an unforeseen fit of coughing. Jaskia tugged on his hair--hard--with the Force, and he grimaced in pain, though he couldn't help from grin from behind the Gungan's back.
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Post by hk47fan on Sept 12, 2007 20:07:53 GMT -4
Sora
"Meesa's father is. Meesa's father is glad someone can do what he can't...." Abso said, with a hint of sadness in his voice, I knew he wished Jar Jar could be here helping, but of course Jar Jar was in the Imperial Senate
"We can all finally have dinner with the others, if you like. Padme and the others are looking for something in the cafeteria now. I am sure we can find something....relatively close to regular food." I said with a smirk
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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 12, 2007 20:11:52 GMT -4
Jaskia winced. "We're in a new era," she muttered. "You'd think there'd at least be something good to eat here." Discreetly, she took out her comlink and sent two pulse messages, received one in return, and put it back on her belt. Nait had caught on it, and Jaskia winked at him.
"Let's eat," she said. "I'm starving."
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Post by hk47fan on Sept 12, 2007 20:23:11 GMT -4
Sora
I gave a simple nod, and turned as I led the three through the halls. The halls of Liberty were usually wide and long, but it depended on what level we were on. Currently, we were on the main level. It had several, but in reality wasn't a big ship. Bigger than a simple freighter like the Killer, but compared to a Star Destroyer or other Mon Calamari ships it was fairly small.
The largest one by no doubt was Home One, but we had yet to make full use of it. Since the Rebel Alliance was not big enough or strong enough to go full scale against the Empire yet, and we were only doing small missions to try to get plans or information, we were using the smaller ships such as Liberty and the Corellian corvettes.
After walking through a few more halls, we arrived at the cafeteria. It was....normal size, but nothing special.
"Well, here we are." I said as I walked in and looked for Padme while Abso quickly walked past me to find food
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Post by Force_Flow on Sept 12, 2007 20:27:20 GMT -4
Jaskia knew better than to wrinkle her nose as the food when she approached the buffet. Nait caught a dirty look from one of the chefs when he accidentally made an 'ugh' sound. "You're a man, you'll eat anything," Jaskia said, not daring to move her lips. She reached and took something that looked like cooked gizka, and put it on her tray.
Time to test her stomach's will to keep the food down.
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Post by Alyva on Sept 15, 2007 15:38:13 GMT -4
Luke Skywalker
The next morning
"Luke! Luke!"
Luke turned and trotted past two fusion supply generator tanks to arrive at the edge of a huge, deep hole. The hole was an open courtyard with small, arched doors and rounded windows set into the high, mud-packed walls. Owned by the Lars family for two generations, the compound was Luke's home as far since he could remember. He leaned over the hole's edge and looked down. Two domestic vaporaters were implanted in the ground below, and next to them stood Luke's aunt Beru.
"Luke," Beru called up to him, "tell Uncle, if he gets a new translator, make sure he gets one that speaks Bocce."
"Doesn't look like we have much of a choice," Luke said. "But I'll remind him." He turned and trotted back to Owen, who was eyeing up a red R-5 unit in the droid lineup. The Jawa leader gibbered at Owen, who decided then and there he'd take it.
The Jawa yapped a sharp command and the otherJawa scurried out from behind the sandcrawler's treads to dust of the R-5. Then, catching his eye, the Jawa leader turned back and made encouraging gestures towards a blue-domed R2 unit.
"No, not that one," Owen said, rejecting the R2. While Luke inspected to R-5, Owen stepped past the treadwell and came face-to-faceplate with a golden protocol droid. "You--I suppose you're programmed for etiquette and protocol?"
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Post by hk47fan on Sept 15, 2007 15:54:09 GMT -4
Naos
I had a restless sleep for most of the night, slept a bit to get my strength back, but I kept thinking about all this trouble we had. However I tried to calm myself down for Scout's sake, and it worked for several hours, and I used the Force to regain the rest of my strength....
Owen had strictly ordered Scout and I to stay inside his little homestead and be out by midnight, but I thought otherwise. We had important matters to take care of first.
As I walked outside where a huge Sandcrawler was parked, I saw an assortment of droids. Two of them happened to be our little companions.
"Protocol? Why sir that is my primary function!" I heard Threepio say to Owen
"Do you speak Bocce?" Owen asked
"Of course I can say it, I am programmed for over six milli-" Threepio began, but Owen interrupted
"Alright alright I'll take this one." Owen said and as the Jawas took the restraining bolt off of Threepio and he slowly walked to Luke's side while Owen payed the Jawas, I saw he bought an R5 unit
R2 was there beeping anxiously, looking paticularly at Threepio and me as I got closer. I had no credits at all, and credits didn't even work as payment on Tatooine.
Guess I'll have to do this the good ole' fashion way.
I subtly waved my hand, and suddenly the motivator shot out of the R5 unit and exploded in the sky as smoke came from R5's head....
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Post by Alyva on Sept 15, 2007 16:14:34 GMT -4
Luke Skywalker
Luke jumped back in surprise. "Uncle Owen!" he called. Jawas hurried foreword to pat out the flames. "His motivater busted!"
He spared a glance back at the strange man who had came to them last night. He had this nagging feeling he had done something to the droid, but shook it off.
"Why don't we just take that blue one over there?"
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