View Full Version : Adventures of The Associates
04-17-2003, 09:11 AM
OOC: Well I figured someone should create a thread about how The Associates were formed and created on Corellia. You guys can edit and add to whatever you wish, I'm just gonna type what I know.
A heavily modified Blockade Runner loomed over the horizon of a quiet city of Corellia. The passengers slowly dispersed from the landing platform and made their way. Among these beings was a male human named Tomar Zanarkan. Weeks had passed since he had escaped from his family and gone free-lance to become a smuggler. Tomar figured that if he kept a low profile and only worked with scum that the more prestigious individuals of this area wouldn't recognize him.
If I want work I'm gonna need someone or something to work for...
The holosign of a nearby Cantina caught Tomar's attention.
I bet I can meet a few guys in there that can get me work
Checking his belt holster for the D-11 Blaster a friend had given him for new lunar year, Tomar entered the cantina.
04-17-2003, 11:26 AM
OOC: We should probably have the thread on our own boards.
04-17-2003, 01:10 PM
So, do you want it moved?
If so, just say so and I'll move it. :)
04-17-2003, 04:32 PM
OOC: I'm continuing this rpg...
IC: The familiar smell of he cantina brought back good memories. He hadn't been to the cantina for 2 months because he had been on the other side of the planet being a guide for a group of tourists.
Yes, these are the days I will cherish...
Humphry spotted a newcomer to the bar.
Hello sir, I noticed you're new here, do you need any help?
04-17-2003, 04:39 PM
Ack'tor stumbled into the cantina. Ah, my old sanctuary, thank god . He had a knack for finding conversations that might intrest him, even without listening in. He walked up to two strangers who looked to be introducing themselves. He kept one hand on his blaster just in case. He scanned the two of them first. He saw a peculiar mark on one of their legs, but he knew what it was. He pointed his blaster at him a exclaimed, "Drop everything, put your hands up and come here. NOW!"
04-17-2003, 05:03 PM
Humphry quick and leaped onto a table and grabbed his Prax Dart shooter. The stranger shot three laser blasts at him. One struck his leg and he toppled over shooting his Prax dart gun at the stranger several times. Two darts struck the stranger and he fainted. Limping back to Tomor he said, Are you all right?
04-17-2003, 05:10 PM
OOC: I don't think you can kill, or stun etc. people without giving them a post to react, etc. Also, use IC names.
IC: Ack'tor lay on the ground, pretending to be parylzed. This guy knew darn well why he raised his blaster. He quickly crawled along the ground and grabbed him by the ankles.
04-17-2003, 05:39 PM
OOC: Let me repeat my last post, if two darts cannot stun you since it is not allowed, do not point a blaster at me. I can shoot you if you show any hostility. So what did you do again... :)
04-17-2003, 05:43 PM
OOC: I forgot to mention that I avoided the darts.
04-17-2003, 05:49 PM
OOC: can we go to no violence, i hate when one person shoots and then when someone else shoots they dodge it because they are invincible and then they grabb em and then they kick em in the face and... no guns or violence, k?
04-17-2003, 06:00 PM
OOC: K, let's start again when I walked in (just walked in, none of the "good at finding convo" stuff)
IC: Ack'tor walked up to two strangers. Putting a tube of red liquid in his mouth and lighting it, he asked them "Ya wanna buy some death sticks?"
04-17-2003, 06:09 PM
No thank you sir. Whoa! Those smell like the classic Devarion ones, I'm game. Ah, heck, give me a pack! Humphry gives man 100 credits and goes back to talking with Tomar.
04-17-2003, 06:17 PM
"Ah, thank you, we should do buisness more often, this is just my night job, I'm actually an Image Designer. We should each other again soon" Ack'tor walked out of the cantina.
04-17-2003, 06:27 PM
He sure was a swell fellow. I'm sure my aunt would be his greatest customer since he's an image designer. Hehe, I can imagine it now. Bartender, get me a ruby bliels.
04-17-2003, 06:34 PM
OOC: Hmmm, I'm pretty sure this is an Associates only thread, which is why it was suggested moved to our forums. :)
04-17-2003, 07:17 PM
but... but... but... its the creator of the threads choice *runs*:p
04-18-2003, 02:17 AM
A young Bothan quietly signals Humphry over to a corner table. As Humphry sits down with the Bothan, he taps a few buttons on his datapad, and a damponing field surrounds the table. You know, dealing in spice openly will only bring problems onto yourself, friend. Lowering the Field, he ask What brings you to the core?
04-18-2003, 01:17 PM
What we talk about goes no further than this table. I have lived all my life on Correlia. I hate the Imperials here. They killed my mother and draftd my father. One time they even kidnapped my aunt. My life has not been easy, I look for any little jobs. I am mostly a hunter, but the Imperials have been poaching all the wildlife. I mostly assist in smuggling or... Humphry looks around and goes back to talking. ... or assisting some Rebel operations. I am very stealthly, it is part of my bothan family's heritage. Now, its your turn to talk.
04-18-2003, 03:50 PM
OOC: I guess this thread would be better suited in The Associates Forum. I'll continue roleplaying once the move is done :)
04-18-2003, 05:47 PM
There. Its new home. :)
And I left no loose ends in the Roleplaying Forums either. ;)
Happy roleplaying. :)
04-18-2003, 06:44 PM
In another part of town, we find a greasy building containing some primitive bunks, a broken speeder, a few tables and chairs and the weary remains of Verips Vipers, a mercenary band that has merely survived both a recent mutiny and the death of their captain, Verip Ter.
A lean figure sits at an old, slightly sloping table. Her bootclad feet rests firmly on the table, while she casually cleans a spare barrell with a piece of cloth. The lights above the table starts to flicker, but a firm punch at the wall with her right hand stop it for a second. Then, to her dismay, it dies out completely. Without raising her eyes from the task before her, she calls out in the darkness in a bored voice:
Hey, why dont'cha go get me some new lights? *sigh* I went last time...
OOC: anyone who wants to RP that they know me since my days as a mercenary might join in at this point. I used this to create an opportunity for combat oriented players who hasn't come up with a background for their chars yet. And since I guess this is supposed to be dated prior to the creation of the =A=, keep that in mind folks! Also, simultaneous stories at different places would work, I doubt all of us met at the same time... :)
04-18-2003, 07:10 PM
In reply to the mercenary, In 3rd person,
A wookie who had been stalking the nearby village decided to respond by giving a mean wookie growl.
BTW, This is my first time Roleplaying.
04-18-2003, 08:20 PM
mean while at the mos espa space port
K-23po : I dont understand why did you strike this deal Jorenka is a very powerfull crim lord even here on tatooine.
K-23po : still dont think its a good idea. smuggling weapons..... to correllia even.. youve never eaven been to correllia how are you gonna find your way?
shreneka gave off an ennoyed growl as he closed the smuggling compartment. Stepping out of the centurian he saw a figure at the door. he could no quite make out who it was
k-23po : who are you? show your self!
04-19-2003, 12:37 AM
Arina X'Hiari, a young, charismatic girl, stumbled in through the doorway of a large cluster of buildings. Humans and aliens alike wandered casually in and out of these enclosures. Ships of all make and design were housed here.
Good. Maybe I can make it offworld here...
Arina slowly made her way through the crowds, cluthcing her left arm at the shoulder, until she reached the more private hangars of the Mos Espa space port. Her smaller stature allowed her to move through crowds without being spotted. Sadly, she had only one option open to her.
She tugged at her cloak until it concealed the ancient weapon at her side; a beautifully crafted Vibro-sword clipped at her belt among other items. Arina glanced down in a pained effort to make sure her weapon was inconspicuous; a smile tugged faintly at her lips, then faded as she remebered what that weapon had done...
She brushed back her tousled brown hair from her eyes, causing it to flow across her shoulders, and paused at the only door that seemed viable. She winced as a smear of crimson spattered along the wall. She felt dizzy.
Come on, pull yourself together... You're in it now...............Big time.
Arina noticed a large patch of fur and the glint of metal. There was a growl, and an electronic voice pierced her nausea:
"Still dont think its a good idea. smuggling weapons..... to correllia even.. you've never even been to correllia how are you gonna find your way?"
There came another growl, and she concentrated fully on staying alert, ready, and poised with her escape route into one of the many hangars...
Never let your guard down... The moment you trust another, they become your enemy, ready to betray you, and in the best position to do so... If things do go awry, do not fear the cowards path, for in the coward lies the posibility of living to fight another day... If there was ANYTHING good my mother taught me... No, surely my mother taught me NOTHING!!! I am alone now...
With one last wince of pain, she attempted to smooth down her long, light brown, all-weather cloak around her ancestral robes of yellows and deep blues; quickly turning a darker black stained color. Her black, steel-toed boots clicked against the metals of the hangar floors as she entered the doorway.
She peered at the wookie across the room from her; pain firing forth from her deeply green eyes.
A hiss of air escapes her lungs as she falls into the hangar bay. She hits the ground, a muffled sound betraying her control.
*Arina collapses to the floor of the hangar.*
04-19-2003, 01:13 AM
K23-po : oh my
there came a wuick sharp growl from shreneka
K23-po : to the sick bay but.. but master you dont even know this girl
shreneka gave his droid a smack to the face causing his mechanical head to spin several times
k23-po : ok ok i just hope you know what your doing....... my my weaponsmuggling and now damsels in distress when is he ever going to stop this foolishness
k23-po : yes yes ill radio the medic to prepare the bacta tank you silly old fuzzball
the prtocol droid made his way to the bridge as shreneka hurried the girl to sick bay
04-19-2003, 10:47 AM
Ignoring the man who originally welcomed him to the cantina, Tomar proceeded over to the bar to order an ale.
The bartender, a green-skinned Mon Cal, happily carried out Tomar's order and handed out the Corellian Ales without question of age.
Tomar took a sip of the drink, enough for the intoxicants to do their work...He then found a quiet booth on the right side of the lobby and waited for any signs of interesting people he might want to speak with.
04-19-2003, 10:48 AM
Ack'tor walked along the streets of Coronet. It was time to open his shop now. There wasn't that much money involved, so he had to take a job as a death stick dealer just to get by. He slowly lifted yet another death stick to his quivering lips. As the death stick fell and snapped in two on the ground, the yellow liquid inside oozed out. "Sithspawn!" he exclaimed. That was his last one. The discount on them for helping in the distribuation process was absolutely zilch. Often he'd steal them. He really needed to quit, but how?, he thought. I can only do so much. Deal Death Sticks, Be an ID, as I like to call it, smuggle sticks, what the damn sithspawn nerfherdin' gungan am I doing to myself?. As he decided to walk "home"-a rusty old room in th old part of Coronet- he knew he wouldn't stop for anyone.
04-19-2003, 04:34 PM
As Nygle exits the Mos Espa Cantina and begins his hike back to Slice & Dice his Modified YT-1930 Transport. He pulls out his Datapad, and begins to review his messages off the Holonet. With the distruction of Alderaan, and the Hutt restricking the spice trade to only the outer core. There is no way i am going to beable to unload this cargo for a fair profit. As Nygle turns the corner and sees a patrol of StormTroopers investegating into why there are blood mess on the ground. Slowly sneaking into a corner and circleing around them, Nygle qucikly makes his way to the space port where his ship is dock.That's all I need, Damn IMPs questioning me about that. As Nygle enters Dock 42, he sees a Wookiee with a woman badly hurt in his arms running to a ship, with a Protocol driod following. I do believe I know that Wookiee. Checking his Datapad under bios of all his guildmates under Wookiee. Well even if that isn't him, I can atleast help out, and maybe stop them from getting arrested by the IMPs. Over here friend. Throwing his Datapad into his belt pouch, and grabbing his KT7-Medkit and checking the charges on his Blastech HSB-200. Nygle begins to scan around to make shore no one else has stopped them, as he makes his way to them. My ship is only a few docks down, I can get her stablelized there if you don't have the means to do so in there. says Nygle , as he pulls medpac from his Kit to put on her wound. You know, a Large patrol of IMPs are investegating the mess your friend made back there, and they look to be heading this way after the call it in. Let me put this on her and help you carry her, so you don't do any more damage to her carring her like that friend. Turning away from talking to both the droid and Shreneka and approching Shreneka holding his wounded friend slowly. Incase he didn't understand or the Droid didn't translate fast enought, so that the young Bothan wouldn't end up on his ass with a Wookiee foot print implanted on his chest.I really hope that's him. As Nygle slowly moves inrange of the Wookiee.
Orange = Names of PC and NPC
Blue = Items
Green = Places & Zones
Red = Attacks & Skills
04-19-2003, 06:44 PM
shreneka looked at the bothan and nodded GREAAWL the bothan looked alitle confused as the droid continued to the ship and started to prepare it for take off yet shreneka was still putting down the girl signaling the him to help the sound of marching foot steps was getting louder as shreneka drew his bowcaster they had to make a quick desicion. Flee in the centurian which did not have the sam quality sick bay as that of the young bothans ship or fight/sneak their way through the imperial storm troopers while carriyng the injured girl........ they were running out of time
04-19-2003, 08:39 PM
OOC: What planet are you two on? Just curious for further RPing in this thread.
04-19-2003, 11:29 PM
OOC: Shreneka and Nygle are on Tatooine, along with Arina.:D
04-20-2003, 10:19 AM
OOC: Ok, thanks.
04-20-2003, 12:32 PM
OOC: I'm thinking of having my character go after a legendary Sith artifact. Some of the other commerce members of The Associates could possibly tag along on my team and when we finally retrieve the thing we could think of making an assocation. Post your ideas or suggestions.
04-22-2003, 01:37 AM
It didnt take long for the droid to make it to the bridge. The centurian was a cargo ship but it sure wasnt a very big one. bringing up the displays the droid found a small problem. the aft deflector shields were down. not again shreneka isnt going to be very pleased about this just as K23-po brought up the comlinks the holo pad lit up. it was Jorenka matzvinah the twilek crime lord with whom they were smuggling weapons for. Where is Shreneka?? i would like a full progress report the droid turned and faced the hologram
shreneka?? who is this shreneka you speak of?
DONT play games with me you bucket of bolts where is he?
Hes slightly busy right now sir can i take a message?
Have you left for correllia yet...... i dont like to be kept waiting you know
Not quite sir where working on it
See that you do
the hologram flickered and the twilek dissapeared. And the droid turned back to the comlink controls
the sound of marching foot steps was getting louder as shreneka drew his bowcaster they had to make a quick desicion. Suddenly a screech came from his handheld comlink. I suggest we come back to the bothans ship later. We really need to get out of here quickly
the young bothan made short work of the 2 storm troopers at the door as they entered the space craft
04-22-2003, 12:36 PM
Tomar took notice of every individual in the cantina. Their species, their age, and what profession they most likely held.
By the time that he had done his second scan, his glass of Corellian ale was empty. Turning aside he asked the bartender for a refill. The man gave a nod and proceeded with the order. Tomar then went into his pocket and took out a credit chip, more than enough to pay for his ale.
Tomar grabbed his cup and took another sip as he once again scanned the cantina's denizens.
04-22-2003, 05:57 PM
"Blast!" Ack'tor exclaimed. He had left his japor snippet at the cantina. If there was one thing to go back for, that was it. That was his only memory of his parents. They said that a lady had given it to them during the Clone Wars, who said that a boy had carved it for her when she was 14. His parents had given it to him about a a year before they'd been taken to Inperial camps. He ran quickly back to the cantina where he saw a male human eying it with with intrest. Ack'tor flung himself towards the man, uncautious of any implications.
04-22-2003, 06:10 PM
OOC: Sorry about the delay in reply, Easter and all =)
Medi Skill on Arina. That should keep her from losing anymore blood,and we should take our leave. As Shreneka turns to began to lift. He hears and spots 2 Stormtrooper entering the Hanger. Before Shreneka has a chance to react, his Comlink ativates as K23-PO anouncess I suggest we come back to the bothans ship later. We really need to get out of here quickly. Knowing that the droid is right, and that the only reason the stormtroopers haven't stopped them yet is cause they where leaning down to pick up Arina. Nygle quickly graps a BL-Flash Granade and lobs it over the crats at the stormtroopers. Picking up Arina and starts counting down 3-2-1 GO! As they run to Shreneka's Ship
ZONING..... PLEASE WAIT
AsShreneka and Nygle enters the Medi-Bay. The sounds of engines to shake the ship, as K23-PO takes off. Turning to Shreneka, Nygle says Don't worry friend, I can take care of her here. I shore your going to be needed up front. As Shreneka turns to leave. By the Way, my friends call me Nygle. As he turns and begins to heal Arina.
Orange = Names of PC and NPC
Blue = Items
Green = Places & Zones
Red = Attacks & Skills
04-22-2003, 07:19 PM
Med-Tech as never been Nygle's best subject, but when I came down to it. Atlease he knew how to saves someone live in the heat of battle. As he begins to remove Arina's cloak to get a better asessment on her wound, he sees her Eliquet Vibro-Sword at her side. Slowly removing it, and rapping it inside her cloak on a storage cabinet. A wave of memories crash in to him, flooding his mind..... Fires rage from window of a building being burn from endless lazer fire. Smoke and the smell of burn fur and flesh surrounds a young bothan hiding behind mount of rouble. Through the sounds of screams and lazer fire, a lone sound Hummmzzzz. Almost like it is dancing threw all the other sounds to make it's pleasents known to all those hiding in the small outcove of ruin, what was once a proment meeting hall. Pearing around the corner, alone black, omonece armored man is stand with a red lazer coming from his hand is slowing walking to the stone enterance. The sound of that blade humming is drowing all other sound but the sound of medal boots hiting the floor. CLICK, CLICK, CLICK Please state the nature of the medical emergance. As Nygle spends around a cold shever runnes down is body like someone had just threw a bucket of ice cold water on him. A lone dark gray Medical Driod stands infront of him. Grabbing his own hands just to stop the fear enduced shivers, he says She's be shot in the shoulder, apply a bacta treatment to it and start a Bio-Scan on her, for any internal damage. Spinning back around to grab the Cabinet where he sat the cloak, he hears the droid moving over to Arina CLICK, CLICK, CLICK Slowly lifting his hand from cabinet where he has now engraved his fingers, from where he was gripping the side of it.
04-22-2003, 08:17 PM
By the way my friends call me nygle
not wasting anytime shreneka moved quickly towards the bridge were his loyal protocol droid was preparing for take off.
We are clear for take off except this o
shreneka slammed his fist on the instrument board and pointed to the shield display
You noticed that did you? well theres no time to fix it now we have to get out of this place
the ships disengaged the landing gear and floated up through the large hole in the metal roof. And the ship took of fo the sand dunes.
well we can forget about using that space port after that stunt you pulled.
shreneka punched in some coordinates in the computer and engaged the auto pilot.
What are you doing? Where are you going?
shreneka didnt make a sound as he headed towards sick bay
04-23-2003, 05:31 PM
With the Medical droid repairing Arina. Nygle pulls out his Datepad and begins to send a message. Brother, I need for you to come to Tatooine, and pick up Slice & Dice. I will send you a message, when I get more info. END MESSAGE. After finishing up his message Nygle leads back in his chair, and watches the droid work.
04-23-2003, 07:40 PM
OOC: I'm gonna start out on Naboo (I think Wraith is too), mind if I start another thread for Naboo?
04-23-2003, 07:49 PM
OOC: Go for it Thew! The more the... I do not remember how to spell merrier.;)
By the way, I am not ditching out on the story here; just waiting for a good time to get back in there. :D
04-23-2003, 07:51 PM
OOC:Actually Thew, people in this thread are currently on Correlia and Tatooine. You don't have to star a brand new thread for Naboo.
04-23-2003, 08:01 PM
OOC: Yeah I know, but it just seems a bit confusing for someone like myself. ;) :D :p
04-23-2003, 09:04 PM
Originally posted by Sunshine Badass
OOC: Go for it Thew! The more the... I do not remember how to spell merrier.;)
By the way, I am not ditching out on the story here; just waiting for a good time to get back in there. :D
OOC: well youve passed out and only you can decide when to come back in it be cool if you could do it some time soon i think it would be easier for me a dradle if we had another person unless you count me playing the droid as another person.
IC:Shreneka stood at 2.17 centimetres tall. not hugely tall for a wookie yet a fair bit taller then the the average sized human and seeing the ship was designed for humans it didnt make it very easy for him to manouver the ship which ment that even the protocol droid could cathc up to him.
Did you give this any thaught master?
What do you think i mean. The girl was shot. And i dont think she got shot for no reason
Yes im well aware that this is tatooine. And what of this bothan. What if he is a spy sent by jorenka himself.
Im not jumping to conclusions........ oh hello there master bothan.
04-23-2003, 10:43 PM
Hello, I am glad to see we got out of there in one piece. Turning to Arina. Well she's doing alot better now, she should be comming around soon, but she does need to stay in here to rest. So tell me, what have I got myself into. Who what shotting at you guy, Why, and where are we heading too?
ooc: Hey if their is a way to swing to Naboo, and work ever one in. That would be cool
04-23-2003, 10:58 PM
OOC: ill find a way :thumbsup:
IC: let me handle this shreneka i dont think the bothan understands towering furrballs like your self. It was obvious that shreneka did not like certain comments from certain droids yet he stepped back and let the protocol explain.
My name is K23-po my main function is as a translater but Shreneka here has also programmed me to do thins like basic piloting and ship maintanance. We are on our way to correllia on a smuggling mission for a so called Crime lord named Jorenka. And were running abit late. Weve never been to correllia before and if you have any information we would be willing to split the earnings with you if you join our crew as a navigator.
yes i know that you big walking carpet
shreneka gav off another growl and hit the off switch on the protocol droid.
04-23-2003, 11:11 PM
OOC: Sorry Swediot, but I laughed when I read this, no offense: "Shreneka stood at 2.17 centimetres tall. not hugely tall for a wookie" now that is pretty small. You meant METERS I know. ;)
IC: A short time later, Arina shot awake. She did not know where she was and instinctively reached for her sword...
It's gone! This is bad...
Arina began to panic and sat up, sharp pains coursing through her left arm... She let a quick hiss through her teeth and lay back down. She felt extremely dizzy, and her vision was fogged.
That's right............. I was drugged. I HAVE to center myself and remain calm now. This is an unknown, but I can deal with this. I CAN'T SEE!!!
Her vision was blurred beyond recognition. Panic gripped her again as hazy images danced across her mind.
She was heading to the cantina to meet a friend who was looking for some information she could procure... she was jumped by a small bothan who injected something into her using a StimPack; he was dead now. Her lightning reflexes ground into motion and she drew her sword from its rest at her hip... in one fluid motion the bothan was screaming mercy... her vision faded out and she let loose a cry that reverberated through the medical bay.
"IT WASN'T ME!THEY DID THIS TO ME!!! They will PAY for what they've done to me... "
Arina lay flat on her back breathing deeply and taking control of her rage. The wookie... where was the wookie? Had he let them take her? Was she a prisoner now?
Where is my sword...
She heard metal footsteps come beside her, and she glanced up... A medical droid was looming over her.
"You must calm down. This is not good for your recovery. Would you like a stimpack to calm your nerves?"
Arina let a calm wave of tranquility wash over her. She breathed deeply and responded, "No. I am fine. Where is my weapon?"
"I suggest you not be using it anytime soon." Came the emotionless drone.
(OOC: Unless the droid has personality.)
04-23-2003, 11:27 PM
OOC: the protocol has one a damn ennoying kinda cheeky one but the medical droid doesnt
IC: "I suggest you not be using it anytime soon." Came the emotionless drone.
shreneka had noticed that the girl had awakend and from the look of his face the bothan probably had to. Shreneka strolled over to the bench and picked up the old vibro sword. It was truly an elegant weapon much more so then the ryyk blade he himself carried. he walked over to the bed where arina lay and put the blade down by her side
04-23-2003, 11:51 PM
Arina noticed the wookie enter the room and she blushed. She was still in her bright robes, wounded above all else; she carried the burden of pride her parents had instilled within her resentfully.
Arina eyed the wookie as he layed her blade next to her. She sighed. He had not known any better. No one did.
"You should not have touched that blade. It's bad luck..."
Especially now... she thought to herself.
She tried sitting up again, this time with more success.
04-24-2003, 02:25 AM
bad luck..... BAD LUCK... thats just great. If theres anything else that can go wrong with my day then please tell me because im getting fedd up with having to take this sorta crap.
i grabbed a chair and sat down next to the bed. And examined the wound. It looked abit better but i could tell that she was gonna get a pretty nasty scarr from that thing
04-24-2003, 09:36 PM
Arina watched cautiously as the wookie pulled up a chair. She recoiled a little and rested her hand on the hilt of the sword.
He may have saved me, but I can't let him try anything. I don't know anything about him... Or what kind of defenses this ship has.
Arina spoke in a gentle tone, "Watch yourself around me. I react before I can think. Don't get too close..." She gripped her ancient blade tightly.
Physically or mentally... Friends are in the perfect position to destroy you. She remembered her daily training from back on Naboo. Why had her parents instilled that so deeply in her head? I have friends.I'm not dead... yet. I shall play along; if only to become this wookies friend. This was a double edged weapon. She knew that well.
Arina loosened her grip on the sword and allowed the memories to fade.
"Do you need any help? I have some piloting experience, though outdated. I can be useull elsewhere, too." Arina blushed again.
Honor. Always with honor.
"You saved my life, I suspect. Did anyone see me board this ship?" She gripped the blade again as she realized they were not alone.
This isn't good. There's another nearby. Another liability.
Arina weighed her options. Into the back, and likely a dead end, or into the front, towards the other being aboard. She could take the wookie hostage if the other came with malign intent.
Hard times I have fallen upon in this day and age. War, tyranny, and destruction. Suits me well.
She laughed aloud... Take a wookie hostage. Really... This could be interesting.
There was a shine in Arina's eyes that had been absent for far too long.
04-24-2003, 10:19 PM
Originally posted by swediot=)
Weve never been to correllia before and if you have any information we would be willing to split the earnings with you if you join our crew as a navigator.
Hmmm, you have never when on the Correllian Run. Well, I have and for a nice cut, I can Nav you there.
Just then, Arina sits up in extreme pain and passes back out.
Her sword is on the carbinet over there. And sits back down as watches what is happening. As Arina knowesses Nygle in the corner watching over her. I don't think anyone saw to much, but please inform us, what happen?
OOC: That's better, sorry had to run, and didn't get a chance to check it
04-24-2003, 10:36 PM
OOC: umm could you edit your tread abit dradle its kinda hard to read what is a quote and what your saying and stuff
IC: Ok so i got my self a navigator. And if this girl is of some use then we have a whole crew. It would be a pretty strange crew. A wookie a bothan and a human. hmmm well the pay for this one is good so even if we split it in 3 we each get our fair share... i still dont know about this girl though.
Shreneka stood up scrathing his head with one hand and reaching out to Nygle with his other.
And so it began
04-25-2003, 03:56 PM
The hooded figure slowly stepped off the starship, squinting in the light of the bright sun.
So this is Corellia, the Elders told me it would be busy, but this is amazing...
As a Zabrak, Drakae had lived a sheltered life, hiding in the shadows as the Elders had instructed, never revealing too much of his species or their innate abilities. This mission was different. His culture was dying, slowly but surely, and Drakae had been sent to find an association with sufficient skills, so that he might learn ways to protect his species from extinction. In his isolated village he had been gravely instructed that his new task was very important. He had boarded his entirely unremarkable ship, The Marauding Beast, and gone to Corellia, the only planet he had sufficient information to efficiently contact some form of skilled organization. He smiled under the hood, tightened the vibroblad egainst his belt, and walked into the entrance of a small cantina on the corner of a busy street. The sights and sounds of a strange environment assaulted his senses, but it was strangely comforting. he was already starting to like Corellia.
04-29-2003, 09:14 PM
Do not die, little Associates' Adventures thread... Come on... Where in the galaxy is Dradle???
Someone call a medic! This one is dying FAST!!!
04-30-2003, 01:53 AM
ooc: Sorry guy been working my fingers to the bone at work.
IC: Alright I will make my way to the bridge, and set the nav for Corellia. It should take about 12 hours, why don't you guys get some rest. Nygle heads off to the bridge.
04-30-2003, 03:41 AM
shreneka nodded and walked up to the protocol droid. He waited till Nygle had left the room before he hit the on switch at the back of its metal head.
Now why did you go do that for??
I didnt give away 'every' bit of information to him
hes in the bridge wha whaaat. why did you send him there? im going to check up on him.... just to make sure
shreneka sat back down next to arina
04-30-2003, 05:59 PM
It starled Ack'tor of the man's slow reaction time. He still hadn't noticed anything.
04-30-2003, 09:51 PM
Arina took in her surroundings as the Bothan spoke and headed for the bridge. The wookie activated the protocol droid, and a sudden exchange between the two sent the droid hurrying to the bridge.
Arina smiled to herself and brushed back her earthen hair.
That droid spoke of giving away... I will soon learn more. I have no doubt of that...... Maybe this information could prove useful.
Arina felt her shoulder... singed. It was healing though, and hurt considerably less than it had before.
I wonder where we are heading. It may be less suspicious if I... There you go again Arina. Always suspicion over trust. This wookie saved your life... I owe him now, at least until my debt is payed.
She spoke gently, yet with an air of regal command: "What is your name, wookie? By what... shall I call you?"
The wookie bellowed and looked away for a second towards the bridge.
"That's right. You cannot speak to me without the droid. I'm sorry, but I do not know Shiriwook."
Arina paused for a moment in deep thought.
"... Diati'Nwea. This is my name for you, and a symbol of my respect for you, wookie."
She turned to face him with penetrating green eyes, piercing into him, taken by both vigor and a deeper purpose.
"Does this name suit you? I know it is not a name for a wookie, but it is a part of my custom."
Arina gripped her sword hilt in case the wookie was suddenly offended and took a violent course of action.
04-30-2003, 11:18 PM
As Nygle makes his way to the bridge. He begins to hum a little song he's known for years.
Can't you see, I am a privateer. Smuggling spice throught out the galaxie. Jumping from Kesal, to the InnerCore. Running from star destroyer, evading all the tie fighters....... I am a privateer, the same as my father was before.
Reaching the bridge, he turns to the nav computer, and falls deep into a very large chair. Geessse, I should have looked before I sat in a chair made for a wookie. Hahahaha..laughing to himself. As Nygle begins to enter in the Cords for Corellia, K23-PO rushes into the door. Turning to greet his, Nygle stairs out the canopy to see 5 Tie-Fighter on a vector to them. Slapping the Com. System. You guys may want to get up here, we have a squard on TIEs on our tail. Turning to K23-PO [B]See if you can hold them off while I make the Jump to Lightspeed. Its going to be a minute or 2 before I can enter the Cords.[B] Spinning back around to the Nav computer.
ooc:Threads not going to die, but we might. :p I thought I would get our blood running with is little chase. I figure the will be on us in 1 minute, that give Shreneka enought time to get up to the bridge, and if Arina is up to it, her to the guns. And I need 2 minutes to make the jump.
05-01-2003, 01:26 AM
Damn! So they did not tie the loose ends. The Imperial scum will hunt me now, till I am dead or made a slave. Well, darn it... I hear Naboo is nice this time of year.
"Diati! Get to the bridge! I will head to the guns." Arina jumps from the bed and straightens her robes.
Then, with authority, "I can take a couple down, and if they are smart and NOT suicidal, they will stay..."
She made her way towards the ship's guns. "Wait, since when are TIE's NOT suicidal?"
Arina left Shreneka with her question still fresh in the air, adrenaline working wonders for her wound. She climbed down a ladder to the laser turrets and strapped herself in, familiarizing herself with the controls. This ship was not tailored for a wookie, she fit snugly in the gunner's seat.
Let's see what these pilots got.
She let loose a volley of shots towards the incoming TIE's.
Guess there's no time for diplomatic measures now.
Her shots came close enough to singe the hairs off a banthas hide, yet she could not manage to take any down as they returned her gesture. Shots darted past the ship as the TIE's came screaming across her view. Arina quickly brushed her hair out of her face. She was growing anxious.
I hope these guys know what they're doing. My life lies in the hands of a man I do not even know... and what perfect timing, as he turns out to be a Bothan. If this were a one-on-one duel, no contest....
Come now, Arina. Her mother's voice rang through the deafening laser batteries. Do not be arogant. That is not what I taught you. Find your peace, and realize any challenge can be overcome with clear thought.
"DAMN HER!!!" Arina cried out as she let loose another volley at some incoming TIE's; the ship shook. She watched in stunned awe as one of the TIE's blossomed before her. The ship was taking some bad hits.
Hope this ship holds. I just wish I had gotten a better look at it before I was taken aboard, then I would know the odds of getting through this... She grit her teeth, despite what her mother had told her otherwise. I don't know the crew, manueverability, hyperdrive, sub-light engines. Too many unknowns.
She didn't like being poorly informed. Not at all. She was a careful planner, and risks were no good unless she knew the chances of success. The ship rocked again as she let the tranquility flow through her. She took out another TIE.
05-01-2003, 03:27 AM
shreneka stumbled into the bridge as the ship took another hit. He gave off a loud growl and sat himself in the co-pilot chair.
We cant take any more hits. Our aft shields will fail. We need a plan
GREEEEAAAWWL shreneka took control of the flight stick and fired the forwad mounted laser canons at the passing ties. Only for them to comeback and fire again.
well never make it to correllia!
Breeaaawl shreneka pointed to the nav computer
your right well hide there. Nygle set the co-ordinates for Naboo
shreneka continued evasive manouvers. rolling behind the the group of tie fighters. The ties split into two goups as Cannon fire threatened their formation. Shreneka nosedived and pulled the craft to starboard. He knew that manouvering the ship would make it harder for Arina to hit the Ties but he would much rather have that then be shot by them. He rolled the craft to port and pulled up and fired a volley at the 2 ties in front. the first bolt just missed the wing of the tie while the other shot straight through the cockpit sending him spinning off into space.
05-01-2003, 05:34 AM
After Shreneka took out the third TIE. The TIE Pilots knew that their number was next, and they radio for Reinforcement, and headed back.
A few minutes later. Alright guys let head to Naboo, Cords are in and we are ready to go. Turning off his Com. Taking a deep breath, and leaning back in his chair. Nygle turns to Shreneka You know, they problemly found out that we heading to corellia by the way we where heading. The Corellian Run is the run in this sector, but with us heading to Naboo for repairs I think we might just throw them off the track. Nygle stands up out of his chair. Sense we have about 5 hours till we hit Naboo. I think we all need to sit down and find out alittle more about each other, and I am alittle interested in which of our cargo the IMPs what. Jorenka's package or Arina.... Do you mine if I get something to eat? Would you like anything? I'll go ask Arina if she want's anything too. And meet you in the Galley. Saying that, Nygle heads to Galley to find him something to snack on.
Nygle leans his head down the ladder to the gun turret where Arina is. Hey Hawkeye, great shot.... Hows your shoulder holding up? I am heading to the Galley for a snack, would you like something?
After talking to Arina, Nygle heads off into the Galley. I wonder, what does a Wookie keep in his IceBox. Nygle grabs nice size plate of food. Heads over to the table, and takes a seat. He leads back in his chair, grabbing a kiaberry sweetroll from the plate.
05-01-2003, 05:58 PM
OOC: Where the heck is Pnut_Master?
05-01-2003, 08:59 PM
Arina let the last of the tranquility wash through her. Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't rid herself of the smirk on her face. She had shown the Empire that she would not be so easily subdued. Again, Arina brushed her shoulder length hair from her face and leaned sank back into the gunner's seat.
I know, I know... You always dissaproved of bad posture, father. But are you here to correct me? No. And just where were you when I needed you the most? Out drinking with all your women. There was a time when... You were not so disgusting. When you seemed to care. You hardened me, and tempered my body for combat. May you rest and live a better life in death. I bet the poor old man is still alive, relaxing with all his ladies. His birthday was last month. So he should be....... 43 now.
Her thoughts were interupted by a voice she had not heard before. He was yelling about food.
We just risk our necks and all he can think about is food? Men. That must have been that Bothan I saw earlier. I will keep my guard up, and my eyes on his body language. If he tries anything, he'll end up like.... like.... I AM NOT A KILLER!!!
Emotion swept over her and she sat crying silently in the turret.
Today.................... I have killed........ four people. I cannot say that any of them...... Arina sniffled. Were innocent...
"I am not a killer. Why, father, did you bring me up this way? And mother... I have NO words for you. You were the one who cast me off of Naboo. In that capsule... alone."
Arina wiped tears from her face, straightened her yellow and orange robes, and began to climb the ladder to the galley. After all this, she had worked up quite an appetite.
I wonder what wookies eat?
05-02-2003, 02:55 AM
OOC: what the hell do wookies eat???!!!!?
05-02-2003, 03:48 AM
05-02-2003, 11:12 AM
OOC: Since it's obvious Pnut_Master isn't coming, I'll go and do something else. (Come on, someone come to Correlia!)
IC: The man still stunned, Ack'tor picked up the japor snippet and left. It was still broad daylight, and Ack'tor found no trouble finding what he needed. A ship. His Ship. A YT-300 he won in a game of Sabacc. He jumped in it and set the coordinates for Tattoine. Only he knew what he was doing.
05-03-2003, 07:57 PM
you showed some good displays of piloting today
Greaaawl shreneka turned his attention back towards the instruments. Bringing up the damage report.
I see. well looks like were gonna have to find a proffessional engineer for this one.
Shreneka shook his head at the protocol droid.For once master you must understand that your basic training in ship engineering wont fix this. This is bad. We may even have to get new parts for the shield generator. its taken quite a hit.
shreneka examined the report and new he wasnt going to be able to fix the shield generator. He also new that he didnt have the money to pay someone else to do it. After all this thing was pretty busted, he needed someone who really knew what he was doing.
shreneka got up from his chair and headed off to the gallery to meet up with his new found allies with k23-po following not far behind.
05-04-2003, 04:02 PM
As Ack'tor entered the Tatoo sector, he flew his ship into a spacepoort and landed.
OOC: I haven't really been paying attention to you guys. Can you give me a brief rundown of what you've been doing?
05-04-2003, 11:22 PM
OOC: We are flying through space away from Tatooine. We were just attacked by several TIE fighters and are now going for repairs.
05-05-2003, 01:55 AM
OOC: so i think well start posting in the adventures of the =A= naboo thread when we land just not to confuse everything and after that well come back here as were heading to correllia for our final destination
05-05-2003, 03:18 AM
Arina ate a light meal and let the rest of her uneasy emotions leave her tense nerves.
"Well, this has been an interesting day." Arina says as she yawns. "I am going to sleep now."
She takes her plate to the sink and drops it in as she heads for the sleeping quarters.
"I suggest you all get some sleep too. The energy a restfull night's sleep gives you is a blessing. Just hope we don't run into any more trouble. Night all. Oh, and this will be my room... Any problems? Good."
Arina grabs her sword and strolls into the bedchambers of the largest room, locking the door with a hiss of air and electronic gears.
Hmm... Nice room.
She looked the room over quickly, feeling the bed.
Not bad at all. Hope they do not mind me taking this one.
She sat down on the bed. Only one exit. Not too comforting. The bathroom is over there... I should wash up.
Arina took a sonic shower and headed for the bed. There were some rustling sounds as she lay down. The Bothan and the Diati were still awake. She was soon asleep though.
OOC: This thread has been relocated to the Naboo thread. Happy RP'ing all.:D :D :D
05-05-2003, 03:25 AM
i mind. Thats my room. Oh well i could just sleep out here for a while after all she probably hasnt fully recovered yet. so she needs that extra sleep.
shreneka walked up to the sofa waved good night to nylge and lay down.
05-05-2003, 06:00 PM
Ack'tor looked at his wrist tracker. She's escaped he thought to himself. A muscular Armalat stepped on board as he attempted to take off. "Hey!" he screamed, "Land and pay, or don't land at all! You landed! Pay now! Now!" Ack'tor, never one with communication skills, took out his blaster and shot, barely missing him, but knocking ihm out of the ship. As Ack'tor lifted off, he heard the Armalat screaming, "You will Pay! Pay! I will send Bounty...Bounty Hunters! You pay...Pay!" Knowing he had no time time to lose, set course for Correlia, for he knew the terrain there better, so he could hide.
OOC: I did this for BH's to come. If any want to ok, if no, I'll run from "NPCs"
05-05-2003, 06:12 PM
OOC: sorry to double post, but this wouldn't really work in 1 post.
Ack'tor rushed to the navicomputer. He set the coordinates again. Nothing. Just the time for it to malfunction he thought. Barely an hour in hyperspace and he already had to jettison. This bucket of bolts had never really suited him anyways. He found this as an opprotunity to get rid of his ship to keep the bouny hunters away for a while. He found a death stick on the floor, those things seemed to pop up every where around his ship. He brake it, the red liquid falling all over the floor. He lit a match and lit it on fire. It should take about 15 seconds to explode. Ack'tor rushed to the escape pod. 10... The door was jammed! He blasted it 5 times and it just broke. He jumped in. 3... Ack'tor fused the door shut, or what was left of it. 2... He searched for the eject button. 1... He punched it. 0 The ship exploded, and the end of the escape pod broke off. Ack'tor held his breath, hoping that he would land on the grassy planet below, since he had no steering controls. No longer to be able to hold his breath, Ack'tor jumped and free fell. He had about 10 seconds to live.
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