Cantina 9-The Last Hope
Well, here we are again. Everybody knows what's what, but just in case...
No Godmoding (We've had some very close calls about this one.)
No killing other people's characters in just one post.
No controlling other's characters.
The Story So far...
It is a time of great trouble
LOKPIHET DARKSTAR, son of Syrnl, holds Coruscant to ransom
with a deadly new superweapon...
Meanwhile, Deac Starkiller has sacrificed himself
after contracting the RAGING DEATH,
Lokpihet's dread plauge.
Strange outsiders investigate our world from their own.
As Deac's friends race to Coruscant, they know they may be
The Last Hope...
*Orthos Darkstar looks at the sky, troubled by his brother's Warship*
Lokpihet. I barely remember you.
RH Irvine turning away from chi: "Well, master, who'd you think I should go after first? Lokpehit or my clone?"
Chi: "Deal with the most important thing first."
RH Irvine: "Whats that?" *Turns to see Chi vanished* "Master? What ever. Jenvoa, lets go get Lokpehit."
*The Interceptor fires up, and hits orbit. RH Irvine notices that the superweapon, for a lack of better words, alot fo protection. TIEs and other support fighters.*
RH Irvine: "Aw great. Well sense these guys might not have the man power yet that the Empire does. No pilots. must be computer controled via mother ship...Jenova, analise their patrols, find an opening, and get in..."
*WH Irvine watched Deac run into the airlock*
WH Irvine: "Wow. The high point of my life. Great, the only person who could have really had a good match with me father just killed himself over a dealy virus, that a guy just had to have been burned to a crisp, now possibly has a clone, or not..." *Insert dull suspenceful music here.* "Now to avenge the life of a good kill. Besides I think Lokpehit is annoying to begin with." *turns to Odin.* "So, when are we getting to Couresant?" 'Something tells me that was a little too sarcastic sounding...'
Frigg: That fool, he could have at least waited until we exited hyperspace. Now there is nothing we can do for him.
Odin: We arrive when we arrive. No sooner no later.
*The cloaked battlegroup exits hyperspace, on the edge of the Coruscant system*
*After finding Nimalf hidden in a weapons closet, Kioet walks down a corridor, following the coordinates Farran gave him to get to the medical treatment room*
Kioet to Nimalf: Nimalf, you have to be more aggressive. You can't be hiding all the time, you have to prove to the galaxy that you can take it on by yourself! Now come on, the room should be right...here.
*Kioet enters a passcode, and the door slides open*
Kioet to Nimalf: We made it. After this treatment is done, I'll be able to track down Irvine, and bring him before Farran. You can either stay behind, or come with me on this hunt, if you choose to come, I'll give you 1/2 my pay. This is your chance to prove yourself to the galaxy, either accept it or crawl back into the shadows like the coward that you aren't!
*Kioet steps into the room, which is empty, except for the medical equipment*
Kioet to Farran, through headpiece: Okay, I've reached the medical treatment room, nobody's here, I suppose you're going to take control of the suit now, am I right?
*The Jedi Council is sureptisiosly leaving the system, along with High Command and most of the Order.*
Flax: I don't like leaving Soph, we shouldn't run away.
Sophae: If Intel is right this isn't the kind of danger you can fight, besides, you have other things to deal with.
Flax: *sigh* Yes, you're right, as usual. *Flax turns to the other occupent of the room. Deep within the crusier.* Kill them both, as quietly as possible.
The cloeked figure: Yes Master.
*Deep in Seperatist Territory.*
Hal: Attention High Cmmand, High Command, come in.
*Curse* Alright R2, we're pulling out.
*The Snoop enters Hyperspace.*
Kal: Great, now my Master is dead. Is there somewhere I can go to meditate?
Jenova: "You guess was correct, not only are those fighters piloted by their mother ship. But there are a few sensor gaps, small though. I have made calculations to pass through..."
RH Irvine: "Then why don't you pilot it into their hanger?"
Jenova: "Yes, Commander. However as soon as we get within their nets they'll be swarming us."
RH Irvine: "Do what you..." *Irvine stops in sentence, when he senses his Clones energy suddently stop moving as fast as it was. Infact he could feel it more accurately.* "...He's here. Jenova, let's wait a little. Scan in this sector..." *Irvine inputs a set of coordenants where he felt his clone's power.*
Jenova: "Nothing is there Commander... How ever a Sudden minute increase of gravity immitions in that area suddjects a form mation of some rather large ships... I doubt that any one else's equipment other then mine can detect it..."
RH Irvine: "Yeah, when Master Chi lent me this craft and you, he said that you were the current best computer in the Republic and Empire."
Jenova: "Thank you Commander. How ever I can not tell how big or how meny ships are in those coordenants you specified... What I can tell is there is alot of matter there, enough to create a small gravitonical distubence, which only I can detect, other then that, they are completely undetectable... Commander?"
RH Irvine: 'He's powerful, damn powerful, now that he's closer, I can feel he's holding back alot of power. How much is that question...' "Jenova, change of plans, we'll wait here, if those ships move in on that cruiser with that weapon, I want to get in there while they are distracted..."
WH Irvine: 'Why am I suddenly sensing that power out there...' "Odin, I must see whats going on out there... Someone is..." *being frantic* "Someone who... I feel an like power out there..." *Turns to rwos* "You feel it, not Lokpehit's, I can put my finger on it..."
*Odin smiled, he knew what Irvine had felt*
Odin *to kal and Irvine*: No, you will have to be patient.
*Irvine noticed the smile.*
Irvine in a frim voice: "Odin, your hiding something from me..."
Freyr: As we said before you are not worthy of any of our knowledge.
WH Irvine: "All I ask, is a visual of the current situation of the sector. Im sure these people..." *motions to rwos, ida, etc* "...would like also. I'm sure it'll hardly effect your basis on weither or not if you can trust me and them with your information, if we ask on whats going on now..."
Odin: We heard you the first time. The answer remains no.
WH Irvine firm again: "Well put it like this: I know, that you know, what I have done to myself a few days ago. You should know, that I know, for some reason I began to know. For some reason I'm not sure. For some reason I had to do what I had to do a few days ago to become like this, for I have no clue what to do with it. And now I began to question the compedence of everyone around me. I feel desturbences around me like my worlds has be enlightened to a point of not even a Jedi or Sith could comperehend, almost to the point of madness," *getting angry* "...and yet you still stand there denying the littlest details of whats even happeNING OUTSIDE!" *Extends a finger, pointing in the direction of couresant, and causing an entence wave of force, pushing everything in the direction he pointed... Irvine not aware of what he did, and also he unleashed his current full power. Now almost as strong as when he first became fused...*
theres still more power to come, im suddjesting he's at 2/3rd of his full poetental...
RH Irvine sensing: "WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!"
Ravan also sensing: "My lord. Irvine..."
Ivan: "What is it..."
Ravan: "He said he had been hiding his power. But this is extra-ordanary..."
*Rwos fumes, having been unable to get to the chamber in time* Dammit! That impulsive...I couldn't stop him.
Ida: *coming up behind him* I'm sorry, Rwos...
Rwos: *muttering to himself* Seven hells...What did he hope to accomplish? I just hope he survived...
Rwos: *doesn't look up* There's a chance that that damned cyborg body of his saved him. A small chance.
Ida: *incredulously* There is? I don't know much about the hyperdrives these beings use, but...
Rwos: When I came back to this dimension a few days ago I found Deac unconscious, missing an arm. I reattached his metal arm using a bandage made of CY-nanotape. His arm regenerated over it...he never took it off. If the CY was still active , it would have formed a protective covering when air loss occured.
Ida: So you think there's a chance?
Rwos: It depends where his body fell out of hyperspace...and how long the cyborg part of him can keep the human part of him alive...and whether he really did have the Raging Death.
Ida: How are you going to find him?
Rwos: I want my ship. And the exact hyper-coordinates where he fell out. That shoud at least give me a search radius.
*Rwos takes out a datapad and starts typing something in. Ida notices his hands are shaking* I'm not going to say anything about this yet. Not to anyone.
Ida: But he said to "tell them"...
Rwos: I don't care what he said! I gave up on him once before. That's why he's a cyborg now! I'll never give up on him again. *turns to leave*
Ida: Where are you going?
Rwos: To ask Odin the coordinates. He'll think me insane, but...
Ida: I thought you weren't going to tell...
Rwos: If I know anything about the Aesir, I know they watch whenever they can. I'd stake my life on that they have every part of this ship bugged. They already know.
Ida: Wait. What about Corusca---
Rwos: I said I wouldn't give up on him, and I meant it! Forget Coruscant. Forget the stupid mission.
Ida: This could cost you your position...
*but Rwos is already gone. Ida stares after him, shaking her head sadly*
*Farran's holographic image appears* No, I don't think that will be necessary. I've got a medical team coming for you, they'll give you the first of the treatments. What do you want to do about your interesting...friend?
*Nimalf is sitting on a bench obsessively clutching an overlarge blaster cannon* Safe safe safe...if I'm armed I'm safe!
*Odin and the other Aesir watch Irvine, not impressed at all*
Odin: That is why, we will not give you any information. You can not control yourself.
*Odin hits a button, and the Einherjar walk in*
Odin: Escort these three to the shuttle bay and then bring them to the moon. *To the Irvine and the others* We are finished here.
*Odin nods to Idun, and the council members leave. The Einherjar escort Irvine and Kal and Jokemaster to the shuttle bay. Idun intercepts Rwos with information*
Idun: Rwos, *handing him a datapad* here are the coordinates when Deac jump through the airlock. This is his estimated speed, and distance he would have traveled, it will keep updating. To the best of our knowledge he is still in hyperspace, however if he isn't this is the radius in which you should search. If you find him, contact us. We may be able to heal him.
*Turning to leave* Oh one last thing, Lord Odin would not talk of this in front of the others in your party. However, if more blades do appear a great tragedy may befall this galaxy.
Rwos: Tragedy... What tragedy?
*K'Warra K'laar awakens floating in a large tank filled with faintly glowing cloudy white liquid. He feels strangely sleepy. Through the tank wall he can see the outline of a single, dark figure*
*K'Warra speaks, voice muffled* Where am I! Who are you?
*the dark figure turns* Where do you think you are?
K'Warra: I...I don't remember...
*K'Warra tries to move, but finds he can't, more than a few centimeters. He tries to create a spell in his mind, but finds he cannot concentrate*
Figure: You did alot of damage outside before I was able to have you contained. Luckily you were still adjusting to the affects this dimension's life energy had on your power. A simple taser bolt did the trick... By the way, don't bother struggling. It won't do you any good.
K'Warra: You fool, what are you hoping to accomplish? You can't kill me.
Figure: Why would I want to? Oh, I see. *amused* You think I'm another of your old enemies, here to take my vengeance. Well, you're wrong. Mostly.
*Another figure appears in K'Warra's murky vision, holding something shaped vaguely like a crossbow* You've kept me here long enough. What are you doing? I am tired of waiting!
Figure: Do you want your revenge, or not? The time will come, soon...
*More clouds obscure K'Warra's vision as he slips back into unconsciousness*
Kioet: I'm going to have Nimalf bring the copy of the holorecording before Irvine, and hopefully that'll be enough distraction unless I can think up something better along the way.
*the doors of the room open, and in come a group of medics*
[Redwing-I think Deac is gone for good this time....
*Orthos looks in the sky. He then runs to the nearest docking bay*
Lokpihet. It's time we had a reunion...
*He gets in a TIE Interceptor and takes off*
Idun: You must speak with Lord Odin, that is all I'm allowed to tell you. Good luck.
They will show you to your ship.
*Two Einherjar appear, ready to escort Rwos. Meanwhile, the Einherjar assigned to escort the others arrive at the shuttle bay. Boarding a shuttle, they leave the Wild Huntsman. The Einherjar desposit Kal, Irvine and Jokemaster on one of Coruscant habitable moons. Leaving them there, the Einherjar return to the Wild Huntsman*
WH Irvine: "I appologise. I guess it was mostly my fault. I haven't Had any sleep sense I changed." '<You heard me Odin... I should appologise to you too...>' "What a bunch of pricks..."
*The Red Haired Intereceptor lands approx 5km from the other Irvine, etc.*
RH Irvine: "Okay. Jenova, I'm gonna check whats up, keep me informed on whats going on..."
Jenova: "Yes Commander..."
*RH Irvine begins to advance on the small group's position. Taking a few moments here and there to look what they are doing through a pair of bincolars...*
((OOS: Perhaps so...
By the way, Orthos doesn't know who Lokiphet is, does he? He seemed to meet him for the first time in Holocaust))
Rwos: When I get back...I'm going to need to speak to Odin. Tell him that. *Rwos' ship arrives out of warp space outside the Huntsman's docking bay* When I get back.
*Ida comms Rwos' ship, leaving in her own* I'm going to Coruscant. Report in ever hour to let me know where you are, and I might consider not mentioning this to the High Council. Out.
*Ida's blocky transport ships splits in two, leaving its back section hovering in space above Coruscant. The smaller half rockets down to the planet's surface*
Rwos: As you wish...farewell.
*Rwos' fighter vanishes into warpspace*
*Hours later, Kioet awakens floating in a tank of green liquid. Farran's voice speaks through an piece in his ear* This is the first of the treatments. It's almost complete. When you're done there are training sims you can take if you wish.
Jevona over comm: "Commander, incomming message. want me to relay?"
RH Irvine: "Sure thing..."
Chi over comm: "Irvine, what are you doing? Don meet up with your clone it'll be disasterious!"
Irvine: "Master, I want do anything to him. He seems calm now..."
Chi: "Just dont do anyting to provoke him, anyway, we need that Interceptor back."
Chi: "The Council wants it. They have made preparations to doublcate the techonogy."
Irvine: "Send a transport. These people are stranded here..."
Chi: "Your not suddjecting?"
Irvine: "Yep. Jenova, go back to HQ, do it in stealth..."
Jenova: "Yes, commander..."
Chi: "Alright, Ill send one..."
*to WH Irvine*"what was that all about about?
*The battlegroup jumps into hyperspace. Odin walks to his office near the bridge. Svafa joins him a little while later*
Odin: Good evening. Have a seat.
Svafa: Thank you my lord.
Odin: Did you complete the scans.
Svafa: Yes, the data has been added to our database.
Odin: Good. You may leave.
Svafa: Yes Lord Odin.
*Svafa, leaves and Odin begins reading various reports. Finally getting to the plan on rescueing the special Jotun*
WH Irvine: "I got pissed. well..." *turns head sharply towards what seems to be nothing but an empty field...* "We got company..."
*In the distence a small ship takes off.*
WH Irvine: "Dont let that put you off, theres no one inside that ship. Theres someone out there... Its him... The one I felt eariler..."
*meanwhile a few hundred yards away...*
RH Irvine: "He spotted me. Well that speaks for itself, he can sense me... I have to go anyway..."
*He stands up, letting himself to be seen. holding out his hands showing he's unarmed...*
Ivan to a semi reformed Surpreme Council: "So, its agreed then... We the Separatist Imperial Senate will not succeed our power to a terrorist, espcally to one who holds the innosence of our enemies hostage."
Marcus: "Chairman Ivan, I have been given reports that repairs on the CSII will commence Immedately, the droids have recieved commands and repair the station's reactors with in the hour."
Ivan: "Good. Order a remote piloting of the CSII directly to this planet..."
Ravan: "That really can't be doen all that much, we need manual operation for that..."
Ivan: "Then order when the reactors are operational, for the stations defencive systems to be activated. And for the competeion to commance, while a re fitting for the crew will arrive..."
Ravan & Marcus: "Agreed..."
Ivan: "Good. That ends this seesion for today..."
*Droids onboard the CSII reapir the damaged caused my Irvine, and brings up compture systems al over the station, while bringing up defencive systems up also...*
((OOS: Careful, Scar, you don't control the entire Council...I'll assume that by some incredible coincidence none of my characters were there this time, but...
"there's always company, *sees RH Irvine* sometimes they're unarmed, sometimes they shoot on site, but sometimes they hide their weapons. In this business nothing is as it seems. There's always a loophole"
How bout this red. If i didnt do all that in one post, sure you have have farran comment about it. But It'll take 20 posts inorder for the council the grouply consider an option, if it doesnt get interupted, like so meny times i tried getting something done in c8 :P
im just trying to get the story going along
WH Irvine: "Yeah but this one isn't no foot soldier, This one seems to be a Jedi..."
*RH Irvine passes a small rock formation, and throws on a holographic mask over his head to conseal his identity, making him look like someone else. Hardly detectable. New Jedi Order Issued! :D*
*RH Irvine appears again, hardly looking any different, although definately not looking like himself.*
*Orthos dodges past sentry drones, moving ever closer undetected to Lokpihet's ship*
I have to get aboard...
*He aims his TIE interceptor at the garbage vent...*
((OOS: Scar, Deac's rules don't say you can godmode "just to get the story along", do they? Supposing characters in the Council controlled by myself or Deac, or even jokemaster, didn't WANT what you wanted to happen happen? That's why you kept being stopped in C8. You aren't the only one creating plotlines in this RPG, you know...
By the way, stuff I'm puzzled with from your post:
How do you "hold the innocence of your enemies hostage"? *mystified*
Also Ivan isn't the Chairman. I, in fact, played the Chairman in C8, and Deac played him in the spinoff thread.))
*Rwos' ship emerges from warspace into the area where Deac should be, according to the device Idun had given him*
Damn...I don't see anything. Any planets around here...yes, a ten-planet system...two habitable, maybe more if you count moons...let's see what the scanners say...
*The ship's scanners make a sort of screeching noise*
That's strange...some kind of exotic gravity field interfering with the signal...should've installed some different systems a long time ago. Oh, there's a planet...
*Rwos turns his fighter and guns the engines in the direction of the ominous-looking dark green orb coming up onscreen*
Red when i typed senate, i ment republic, I was mid thought while typing, and couldn't care less to edit it. And To my last knowledge Lokpheit is holding Couresant hostage. hmm, Isnt the planet New Republic territory?
((Scar, you have to edit things if you mess them up, Otherwise people don't know what you are trying to say. Also Redwing was pointing out that will you can hold Innocent Civilians hostages. You cannot hold innocense hostage (since it is not a tangible thing).
Finally Scar, your correction with Senate=Republic still doesn't make sense. Since there is no Imperial Seperatits Republic. Did you mean Council?))
*In the Gym on the Huntsman, Vidar and Tyr face each other*
Tyr: We put this off for to long.
Vidar: I know.
*Both of them draw their swords.*
((@jokemaster: Because you only control one or two members, you know, the ones Chavo works with ;) nothing personal ;)
Scar, I still don't understand your post...
*Several men rush to meet Farran as his ship docks outside the Council's new temporary meeting place*
Man 1: Have you heard? Ivan Cracern has ordered the Crimson Star II sent to Coruscant to attack Lokiphet's ship in orbit above that planet.
Farran: Really? When did the Council approve this?
Man 1: Just now. Very few were able to make it to the meeting on time and Cracern apparently made sure to let those favorable to his points of view know ahead of time so...
Farran: He was afraid someone would contest. The old general's getting uneasy.
Man 2: Are you going to contest, Darkholme?
Farran: I don't think that will be necessary. *handing his coat to a female attendant* We'll let this play out, see where it goes. If it succeeds, our interests on Coruscant will have been protected. If it fails, if it crashes and burns, Cracern's authority will crash and burn with it. Counciller?
*Farran and several other Council members wandering over to speak to him ascend the steps*
Well didnt Lokpehit say his demands were the Separatist Imperial Council to be under his control?
*Waiting on the top of the steps was Ivan leaning up agenst a wall, waiting for Farran.*
Ivan: "I know you disagree with my decision. But how are we going to contest agenst both the Republic and the Loyalist regeme? I don't think you remember, but we hardly have a Navy to call our own. The Second Crimson Star IS the only way we can assure that the balence of power isn't as much leaning agenst us..."
*Lokpihet struts about the bridge, waiting for a response. He then feels something*
Lokpihet: Brother. Syrnl's favourite son returns
Orthos: I'm here to stake my claim on the family...
*through heat sensor*
"he seems to be alone... that he wants us to think"
*RH Irvine, still wearing the holographic mask to protect his identity, Makes it to the abandoned bunch*
RH Irvine disguising his voice...: "Hello there." *Bows* "I am the Jedi Sir'Vin Chi'Gon" 'There my Jedi name, hardly known outside my school, nor the Jedi Council... Wow, he looks so much like me, a little older, but man his power is so enourmious.. Why did he stop hiding it...'
WH Irvine confused about RH Irvine's pause: "Hello. Um, What brings you here? Your power is familiar. Do I know you??"
RH Irvine: "No, This would be the first time I ever met you..."
WH Irvine: "I sense I'm not the only person in this galaxy, aside from myself and maybe Lokpehit or any of his family who has an umpredictably large amount of consentraction with our powers... At least theres some more Jedi out there to help balence it out between good and evil..."
RH Irvine: "Well said... How ever Im not the only Jedi with powers as high as mine, I was trained among 6 others, I have the highest, although not by far, I am the commanding officer of our tactical group. I requested a shuddle for you people to leave."
*pokes @ any1 who wants a new character ^_^*
WH Irvine: "Thats good. Why?"
RH Irvine: "Don't want my help? I can help it that you won't ever get off this rock... Or you can come with me, and you can find out whats going on as soon as you can be premitted..."
WH Irvine: "We have been told that several times on our trip out to here. You're going to tell us, and now..." *Pulls out Lightsaber...*
RH Irvine: 'I just gone and pissed him off, great...'
To WH Irvine: "wait"
To RH Irvine: "where would you take us?"
Farran: *to Ivan, with a measured look of surprise* Why do you defend your actions to me? I never indicated I was going to contest, your decision, Councilor. I'm sure, however, that you're aware some of the other members may see your action in a less...favorable light than I...in fact, I would safely predict that some would even privately this as an attempt to seize power for yourself, wouldn't you agree?
Good day to you, General. *Farran walks into the Council building*
Lokpihet: And how are you going to do that? You have no force power, you rejected the darkstar, and I am a Sith Lord. Fool
*Orthos stands defiant*
Orthos: I don't know. All I know is... that one of you conduits is blocked...
*Lokpihet is confused*
Lokpihet: I'm sorry...what?
*Orthos uses his basic martial arts to get Lokpihet in the groin and grabs his blasters*
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