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Lmpkio
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6 yrs ago
You can find me on discord if you so wish~
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6 yrs ago
Sorry about my lack of appearances. At this point Im taking a much needed hiatus from here after 5 long years. Not sure when I'll be back, but it won't be for awhile... sorry about that... : (
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6 yrs ago
Revenge of the 5th has always been a thing tho...
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6 yrs ago
Do not forget about the GOD DAMN bacon.
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6 yrs ago
Once upon a time, I used to cheer for May the 4th... now I cry with disappointment. *Except Clone Wars S7 and the Mandalorian - they are awesome*
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Samus almost burst a chuckle over the explanation. Indeed, not even she was stupid or greedy enough to go for a counter-mission against their own employer, even with all of her armor and weapons on hand. She may feel powerful in her suit, but by all means she wasn't invincible. And with little clue as to what other forms of technology existed in this universe, it was best for her to not find out.
Nevertheless, their prize for helping out was a repurposed BX Commando Droid who was specialized in translating a plethora or different languages as well as assassinating and sneaking around. It may not have sounded useful to Jerus himself, but Samus already felt a little relieved about its capabilities. If she needed something to be translated, this droid will be able to do it. And its combat style and purposed seemed eerily similar to her own.
Perfect.
Samus would then turn to Jerus.
"This sounds like my kind of droid." she jokingly replied before asking, "Either way, what's our next course of action, Jerus? Do we head back to the fleet or is there another mission you have in mind?"
As Dra'kal exited his ship, he would see a lone feminine figure walking towards him from the Citadel. He paused to inspect her from afar, initially believing that she was the diplomat he'd be meeting. He would be correct with that assumption, but the inquisitor couldn't help but have his attention concentrated upon the jedi's unusually "elegant" and "striking" attire, being a crimson dress that stretched down to her ankles while carrying a parasol. For a moment, he didn't seem to believe that she was a part of their order; perhaps believing her to be a politician or someone belonging with the Viszla Family. After all, the kaleesh was more used to seeing the traditional brown-and-tan robes coming from someone within their order, whether he met one of them during a mission or simply during his previous sparse trips to this very temple. Even most the people around him had the iconic robes that he was familiar with, with the temple guards garnering their own white robes.
Nonetheless, despite dress having caught his temporary attention, Dra'kal mentioned nothing as the diplomat finally reached him and proceeded to call him by his full name. The inquisitor proceeded to remove his hooded cloak to reveal his bone-white mask that hid his face. All that could hint of his own humanity were the two amber eyes that seemed to almost illuminate from within. Despite his imposing features, the Inquisitor glanced down at the jedi and shook her hand.
"Greetings," Dra'kal replied with a deepened tone, which amplified his rather strong kaleeshi accent, "You must be~?"
The jedi was quick to reply, introducing herself as Verra Alleron or Solace for short. She would then offer him to enter the Citadel, as well as a tour of the grounds if he was willing to. Dra'kal gave a quick second to consider before finally settling on an answer.
"I thank you for the offer Solace," the Kaleesh humbly responded with a wave of his hand, "But let's prioritize with the contents first. Once sorted, perhaps I wouldn't mind getting a proper tour of the Citadel."
Indeed, the Kaleesh hadn't had a proper tour of the Citadel whenever he visited. He only roughly remembers a handful of areas that he was taken to to conduct any business regarding the Imperium. He wasn't much of the type to sightsee anyways, and even then he never really had the time to do much of that. However the Citadel had always been an exception to him. How different, or similar, were the enclave jedi really compared to the Imperium's own? And considering he wasn't ordered to report back as soon as possible, he might as well take the opportunity to himself.
It was about time anyways.
@Metatrooper Heyo!
@ZAVAZggg Yeah you're pretty good on that front. He's pretty much accepted, just if you may add in what the CS sheet implies.
Made a CS sheet for any who were just begging to make one.
@RedVII Hopefully you'll be able to join!
I won't officially open this yet, but if more interest shows up I'll get to work with getting the main RP up and going.
@RedVII Hopefully you'll be able to join!
I won't officially open this yet, but if more interest shows up I'll get to work with getting the main RP up and going.
A WIP, but will be finished up soon.
This is literally just battles - no plot is being administered (as of yet) and thus one can simply concentrate on purely the battle aspect.
The inquisitor's eyes jolted open as soon as his bronze-colored Eta-2 emerged from hyperspace. Dra'kal's several minutes of peace and solitude had now ended, leaving his mind momentarily fuzzy and sluggish while he gathered his thoughts. Beyond his cockpit laid his destination - the sun-bleached planet capital that housed the Grand Republic of Mandalore. For a planet belonging to the fearsome Mandalorian warriors, let alone the so-called "successors" of the now defunct Old Republic, the Kaleesh had always felt rather underwhelmed by its appearance. Gone were the dominant days of the mighty ecumenopolis of Coruscant serving as the center of the galaxy - having been glassed to hell and back - with the title now left to an outer-rim planet with a spanning desolate desert, dotted only by domed city islands that serve as an oasis of civilization.
Compared to the Renkar Imperium's own capital, Mandalore is merely a piece of raw sandstone compared to the bright jewel of Ord Mantell and it had always baffled Dra'kal as to how life even started there in the first place. Legends had once described the planet as bustling with life, sporting massive forests, huge grassland plains, and vast oceans - once again similar to Ord Mantell - only for millennia of war to sterilize its surface into the vast white deserts seen today. It could be seen as both a blessing to cull the Mandalorians to cease their brutal, war-hungry, conquering ways, and as a travesty regarding the destruction a once beautiful world. He'd heard that it's been slowly healing with the help of the jedi but it'll still be a long and arduous effort nonetheless.
Overall, it's a place that the Kaleesh rarely found himself traveling to. Not only because he was not a fan of what the Republic had done to Kalee back prior to the Clone Wars, but more-so that his assignments were usually situated elsewhere in securing peace and order throughout the Empire's territory. In fact, he usually tries to stay as far away from here as possible, only reluctantly going when he was ordered to. And whenever he was free to do his own bidding, Dra'kal was busy dealing with a far more personal task - searching for the location of a certain CIS general who had betrayed both his tribe and ultimately his own home planet. In total, he had been in this sector a grand total of three times now, and at this point he would rather be doing anything else or be wherever else than being here.
But today, the Kaleesh wasn't sent here for any old menial errands. In fact, he was sent here to deliver a very important object to the Jedi Enclaves for them to look over. That very object was tucked between his feet wrapped in a brown leather pouch, sporting a pyramid-like shape. He knew full well of the cargo that he carried and made sure that no suspicions were raised regarding its contents. Thankfully, Dra'kal's trip went smoothly as could be, making it out without any eventful situations whatsoever. He proceeded to make towards the planet's surface where he flew by Mandalore's capital, Keldabe. However, the Jedi Enclaves weren't located in the city, rather it was just beyond its borders but within walking distance.
Once the Kaleesh landed in front of the temple's entrance, he grabbed the bag containing the artifact and stood outside his interceptor. Dra'kal seemed to be expecting a diplomat of some kind to meet him out front, or so it had been told to him anyways.
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