Okay let's wait for Inkwell to post, so he doesn't get lost in the sauce before we "roll out"
I think the only one that would be opposed to leaving right about now would be the "Jedi" but seeing as the former padawan probably won't reveal himself I think we should be good to go.
Once Ink posts everyone else has the go.
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Temperatures rising, Ruusaan's armor was scorching under the desert suns. You could see heat reflecting off her Mandalorian iron. Again her internal controls were tested under pressure to keep her body cool. The longer they stood here, the easier a target they were to be hunted down by their enemies.
The huntress didn't have time to listen to the stranger's moral speech, she threw a gloved hand up to silence him. "Enough of your preaching, we're going to Mos Espa, find ourselves a ship, then we'll head to Ryloth to help the old man out. We will get our reward and leave, go our separate ways I don't care what you do. You can walk the desert if you like. Besides I don't even know who you are and what you are doing in this damned desert..." but before she could finish her sentence she was cut off from blaster-fire.
While the group was distracted, some survivors of the sail barge crew opened fire on them. Teemo's enforcers shot Cor and Arla with stun bolts, effectively taking them out of the fight. The smuggler's droid screamed as he rushed over to his master, but the little droid took several shots to his main droid body sending sparks flying as it fell from electrical overload. A blaster bolt ripped through its prime motivator, smoking as it dropped to the sand.
"Get down!" Ruusaan yelled as she dropped to the floor of the skiff as several bolts flew past her head. She pulled B’ura B’an to the floor who had dropped but not enough for cover like the ignorant fool he was. There were at least eight of Teemo's men still out their firing from positions on top of the dunes. The group were sitting wamp-rats out in the open.
"We got to go now!" Ruu looked over at the Jawa.
The huntress didn't have time to listen to the stranger's moral speech, she threw a gloved hand up to silence him. "Enough of your preaching, we're going to Mos Espa, find ourselves a ship, then we'll head to Ryloth to help the old man out. We will get our reward and leave, go our separate ways I don't care what you do. You can walk the desert if you like. Besides I don't even know who you are and what you are doing in this damned desert..." but before she could finish her sentence she was cut off from blaster-fire.
While the group was distracted, some survivors of the sail barge crew opened fire on them. Teemo's enforcers shot Cor and Arla with stun bolts, effectively taking them out of the fight. The smuggler's droid screamed as he rushed over to his master, but the little droid took several shots to his main droid body sending sparks flying as it fell from electrical overload. A blaster bolt ripped through its prime motivator, smoking as it dropped to the sand.
"Get down!" Ruusaan yelled as she dropped to the floor of the skiff as several bolts flew past her head. She pulled B’ura B’an to the floor who had dropped but not enough for cover like the ignorant fool he was. There were at least eight of Teemo's men still out their firing from positions on top of the dunes. The group were sitting wamp-rats out in the open.
"We got to go now!" Ruu looked over at the Jawa.
I'm about to post.
Its Avanhelsing and Assallya that are getting cut, I already knew Avanhelsing was getting cut, he has had a history of inactivity, but Assallya has been gone for three weeks now, unfortunately.
Its Avanhelsing and Assallya that are getting cut, I already knew Avanhelsing was getting cut, he has had a history of inactivity, but Assallya has been gone for three weeks now, unfortunately.
I'm about to write out 2 inactive players, so we can continue.
Sounds good, I'll notify you when that happens. Right now I'm waiting on the others.
My favorite part of roleplaying.
My favorite part of roleplaying.
The group is heading toward Mos Espa, you can write your introduction there unless you want an interception in the desert?
Location: administrative wing, Silica Tab headquarters, Utapau , Utapau system, Tarabba sector, Outer Rim Territories
Time/Date: 1100 Zhellday, 01/14, 0 BBY
Tracy stood in a waiting room by the CEO office of Silica Tab headquarters building. She looked striking in her black Chersilk dress, at least that's what Commander Hook told her after he took a glimpse at her undercover uniform. Even though Reem wasn't much of the fancy dress type and preferred her coveralls, she was enjoying herself. But she was looking forward to shedding the dress. Command wanted her to secure this job position to get to Garnak Fey, and that's exactly what she did. In half an hour she had an interview with Gernak Fey and by the end he was delighted to take her on as new secretary and personal aide. Now she waited in the very decorated room, for Fey to return. She glimpsed a repairman who tilted his cap to her.
It was Kerr Shane, other wise known as Punisher Five, the young human with dark hair that tends to be thick and unruly if not combed back; medium length. His eyes are dark and his facial features are relatively nondescript, though his nose is narrow and somewhat pointed and his forehead is rather high; pleasing as humans go, but not particularly striking at first glance. Reem was used to seeing Shane’s usual attire, the orange and white of a Rebel Alliance flight-suit or the khaki of a Rebel Alliance uniform, but out of uniform, he wore the standard repairman's or mechanics coveralls. Kerr was from H’ratth and his parents killed by the Empire. He became a member of a swoop gang and a criminal, until he aided members of the Alliance and became entangled in a situation with ISB. Kerr reluctantly joined the rebellion. The Alliance recruiters got him to come clean about his criminal record were impressed with his experience as a rescue shuttle pilot and recommended him to flight training with the Alliance. Despite the occasional rookie mishap, such as when he landed a little too hard on a flight exercise and earned the nickname, 'Clang', his instructors considered him more than sharp enough to drive the new starfighter just being phased in with the Alliance; the X-wing. He was assigned to Punisher Squadron. New to the unit, this was his first undercover assignment, and Tracy had her doubts. Already he made the rookie mistake of nearly giving away this operation. To the untrained eye, the head tilt was nothing, but to an enemy intelligence operative or an agent of the Empire it could be a give away.
Tracy didn't trust anyone on this assignment, and she was determined to win over the Fey family for the Alliance. Shane continued working on his 'duties' even though she knew full well he was keeping an eye on her. She couldn't see Punisher Three or Four, but she knew they were close by. They were her security, in case things got sour. Hopefully things wouldn't get to that level.
"Alexandra, shall I give you the grand tour of our facilities?" Gernak said returning from his office.
"I would be delighted," she smiled.
Time/Date: 1100 Zhellday, 01/14, 0 BBY
Tracy stood in a waiting room by the CEO office of Silica Tab headquarters building. She looked striking in her black Chersilk dress, at least that's what Commander Hook told her after he took a glimpse at her undercover uniform. Even though Reem wasn't much of the fancy dress type and preferred her coveralls, she was enjoying herself. But she was looking forward to shedding the dress. Command wanted her to secure this job position to get to Garnak Fey, and that's exactly what she did. In half an hour she had an interview with Gernak Fey and by the end he was delighted to take her on as new secretary and personal aide. Now she waited in the very decorated room, for Fey to return. She glimpsed a repairman who tilted his cap to her.
It was Kerr Shane, other wise known as Punisher Five, the young human with dark hair that tends to be thick and unruly if not combed back; medium length. His eyes are dark and his facial features are relatively nondescript, though his nose is narrow and somewhat pointed and his forehead is rather high; pleasing as humans go, but not particularly striking at first glance. Reem was used to seeing Shane’s usual attire, the orange and white of a Rebel Alliance flight-suit or the khaki of a Rebel Alliance uniform, but out of uniform, he wore the standard repairman's or mechanics coveralls. Kerr was from H’ratth and his parents killed by the Empire. He became a member of a swoop gang and a criminal, until he aided members of the Alliance and became entangled in a situation with ISB. Kerr reluctantly joined the rebellion. The Alliance recruiters got him to come clean about his criminal record were impressed with his experience as a rescue shuttle pilot and recommended him to flight training with the Alliance. Despite the occasional rookie mishap, such as when he landed a little too hard on a flight exercise and earned the nickname, 'Clang', his instructors considered him more than sharp enough to drive the new starfighter just being phased in with the Alliance; the X-wing. He was assigned to Punisher Squadron. New to the unit, this was his first undercover assignment, and Tracy had her doubts. Already he made the rookie mistake of nearly giving away this operation. To the untrained eye, the head tilt was nothing, but to an enemy intelligence operative or an agent of the Empire it could be a give away.
Tracy didn't trust anyone on this assignment, and she was determined to win over the Fey family for the Alliance. Shane continued working on his 'duties' even though she knew full well he was keeping an eye on her. She couldn't see Punisher Three or Four, but she knew they were close by. They were her security, in case things got sour. Hopefully things wouldn't get to that level.
"Alexandra, shall I give you the grand tour of our facilities?" Gernak said returning from his office.
"I would be delighted," she smiled.
I use the Reem clan in most of my roleplays, though I chose to step out of that stereotype this RP.
Looks pretty good, accepted.
Looks pretty good, accepted.
Still waiting on Dragon
Zarkun said
Out of curiousity, is this RP still accepting?
It just so happens we have players falling out, you can work out a character using the CS in the first OOC post, but it will need to be approved by myself. If you don't mind waiting a bit, for a good spot in the IC to show up.
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