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Post by Jet Almeara on Oct 17, 2009 22:55:36 GMT -5
Jet takes one look at Aarons slowly approaching fingers and suddenly takes a sharp corner, glancing back over her shoulder "Maybe you should have thought about that before you expressed such an interest in our Captain" Jet remarked voice dripping with false jealousy...which is obvious by the completely non-serious look on her face.
Their route would take them in a meandering path back towards teh bridge, however Jet wasn't in a large hurry - slowing to inspect the open rooms they passed and anything else which happened to catch her fancy. It was important to be familiar with your surroundings and reading blueprints was no match for actually walking the land...and While Jet had a feeling it would take a few days..she did plan to dedicate time to memorizing the vessel in person
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Oct 17, 2009 23:06:35 GMT -5
"Darling," he calls, loudly, after her. "I swear, she means nothing to me!" He trots up alongside her and smiles genuinely. With his hands now in his pockets Aaron looks up at the ceiling thoughtfully. "Ya know, if I could go back in time and tell my Jedi self that I'd be wandering the halls of an enormous DJO battleship while enjoying myself with the Jet Al'meara I'd call myself crazy, then recite the Jedi code to keep my mind off of how amazing your backside looks in those pants." He drops back a step and makes a show of looking at Jet from behind.
"By the Force that baby's tight," Aaron exclaims. He falls into step beside her again and holds an imaginary microphone in front of her. "Miss Al'meara. All the women of the galaxy want to know just how do you do it?"
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Buula Rath
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GAIS Field Agent AKA Jox Corr
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Post by Buula Rath on Oct 18, 2009 2:55:15 GMT -5
Buula sat in her quarters and then looked at the droid. "You know, I really should have found a name for you, huh?" She asked it.
Tweediling at her, it drove itself to a jack in the computer terminal. Plugging itself in so that she could read its comments it displayed, "This unit's designation is R2 - î6."
"I'm sorry what how do you pronounce that" she laughed.
The droid continued on the screen, "Artoo Kaphsix".
"Kaph? Like the drink Caff? Alright that will be your new name then: Caff. Can you do a scan for me then. Let's test your sensors out." She announced.
"It is a bad pronunciation, but close enough to be understood." Tsked Caff. If an astromech could look down its nose, thats what Caff would be doing right now. It sent out a probe to test for any sensors scanning into the quarters, it looked for video, audio, thermal, and other bio signs. Unfortunately the scan would not pick up everything, it would be able to find most bugs, especially the more common.
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Post by Rothk Freeborn on Oct 18, 2009 11:23:09 GMT -5
Rothk had been glued to the viewing area during the entire launch and even after they entered hyperspace and most of the others who had gathered there had dispersed. Words could not describe what he felt as he watched the launching of the ship. Never before had he seen anything like it, and for that he would treasure this memory for a long time. Even if he watched a hundred other ships get launched after this, this particular launch would stick in his mind forever. A part of him had wished that Talpha had been here to see it although he doubted she would have appreciated the amazing sight as much as he did.
Finally after they had been in hyperspace for some time he was pulled away by his mother insisting that he get some sleep. He was tired but at the same time way too excited to sleep. The entire way to their cabin he kept rambling on, "Did you see that?" and "That was amazing!"
Once in their cabin he began to feel the effects of being up for far too long as the excitement over the trip and the ships launch slowly faded. Soon afterward he was fast asleep, dreaming of nothing other than the ship launch he had just witnessed.
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Post by Erika Freeborn on Oct 18, 2009 11:33:34 GMT -5
After ensuring Rothk was good and asleep Erika took the time to change out of her formal attire, not that she minded it at all, it was close to what she wore every day on Dathomir and put on something that more resembled that of a Corellian. She pulled on her weapons belt and left the room.
Having no real plan as to what to do now she took to wandering the halls of the Faustus to get a better understanding of the ships layout. She took her time wandering up this path and down that one, with no direction in mind, although after some time she found that she was heading back to the bridge.
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Post by Jet Almeara on Oct 18, 2009 14:22:29 GMT -5
Jet rolls her eyes slightly at the whole darling thing, the thought of anyone..ever..labeling her 'darling' was rather absurd. But then it was Aaron...and allot of the things he said in her presence was absurd. "mmhmm..and the Jedi Council had they known what you'd be doing now probably would have locked you up and thrown away the key - I don't think they were ever pleased that we stole you away..."
"...then again perhaps they threw a party and owe me some sort of award for putting up with you" she continued as he made his typical comments. Thankfully any further conversation on the subject is waylaid by the apperence of Erika as they connect back with the main corridor.
"Erika...good I was just about to message you" Jet remarked as she motioned her niece to come along with her. "I have good news...you've been nominated Aarons babysitter for a mission"
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Post by Erika Freeborn on Oct 18, 2009 14:26:37 GMT -5
Erika nodded a greeting to Jet and Aaron as they rounded the corner and met up with her. Hearing what Jet said she looked at Aaron for a moment and then back at Jet.
"I do hope the salary I get for the job is high enough since I hear he can be quite a handful."
She said jokingly giving them a smile.
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Post by Dangerous Wave's Corporation on Oct 18, 2009 15:01:57 GMT -5
Having settled into their rooms with the quickness denoting people who were used to moving from place to place at a moments notice Darren and several of his team members had congregated in a common room and busied themselves in the forever favorite Corellian pass time of gambling. Pazaak seemed to be thier poisan of choice at the moment and the game was just starting to get rowdy when Darren's com went off. Holding up his hand the table fell silent.
"Archer" He answered and after listening for a few moments tossed his cards on the table and motioned to Ras who was amusing himself by relating some story to an off duty engineer across the room"Affirmative Sir, I'll round them up"
"Jet?" Ras questioned as he reached the table not having heard Darrens side of the conversation and having excused himself from his female company, but Darren shook his head "Not this time, was Masako"
Ras nodded slightly "Official Mission then" he stated and Darren nodded "Official Mission" he confirmed, Ras waited patiently as Darren leaned back and considered for a few moments "Jethro and Vidown were specifically requested"
"Slicing mission then" Ras answered spinning a chair around to sit down. "They request anyone else?"
"No, but its a plain clothes mission on a Alliance planet, I'm going to send you and...Tylera, that ought to round out the party nicely, gather them up and meet with a pair of Corellian Marines for mission briefing in one hour" Darren instructed Ras.
"You got it boss" Ras answered and standing went off to find his appropriate teammates.
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Oct 18, 2009 18:34:38 GMT -5
Aaron went to retort yet, once again, he was cut off by the appearance of someone. He bit back his mild frustration and raised his eyebrow at Erika's statement. "It depends on what you're referring to when you say handful."
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Post by Dangerous Wave's Corporation on Oct 18, 2009 19:11:24 GMT -5
"Probably not what you want her to be referring to" Jet responded with a smug look before motioning them both in the direction of the bridge and starting that way herself.
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Post by Erika Freeborn on Oct 18, 2009 19:34:07 GMT -5
Erika went to reply but Jet beat her to the punch. Smiling she looked at Aaron.
"What I mean is, that those who have to work with special needs people get a little extra pay for their time and effort. I just want to make sure that I am justly compensated."
Figuring Aaron would have one of his typical comebacks for that she spoke again before he could.
"Oh and I don't mean that kind of compensation."
Giving him a quick glance up and down as she followed Jet towards the bridge.
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Oct 18, 2009 19:40:55 GMT -5
Aaron raised his eyebrows as the two women as they made their way to the bridge. So that's how it's gonna be," he thought to himself before trotting up next to the women. He studied Erika thoughtfully and scratched his chin. "So you're looking to get payed for taking care of my needs," he said with a grin. "No wonder we ran into you at a corner."
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Post by Dangerous Wave's Corporation on Oct 18, 2009 19:47:37 GMT -5
Jet rolled her eyes slightly but decided to let Erika field Aarons comments - they were after all directed at her and there didn't seem much point in intentionally drawings Aarons attention back in her direction. Their path had taken them all back to the bridge and deciding not to irritate Aralee anymore then they already had ushered them all back to the catwalk.
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Post by Erika Freeborn on Oct 18, 2009 19:56:09 GMT -5
She shook her head at Aarons oh so typical comment. Why did Jet have to make her go with such a frustrating man on this mission.
"Yes, I planned it that way."
She said in reference to his comment about them meeting her on the corner. Not wanting to provoke too many further comments from Aaron she turned her attention to Jet as they made their way onto catwalk.
"So whats this mission you got for us?"
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Oct 18, 2009 20:07:47 GMT -5
Aaron smiled to himself when Erika yielded. It wasn't much of a win, but it was good enough for now. "We're escorting a team of slicers and marines down to the surface of Rendili to establish a wireless link with e Faustus so we can get a hold of the GA's astronavigational charts," he informed Erika. "Civy clothes, in and out." With the last words Aaron waved his hand through the air, further implying the simplicity of the mission.
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