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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Aug 31, 2009 10:05:10 GMT -5
Aaron put his hands behind his head and gazed up at the ceiling. "But there are other things that I know have to be bothering you right now," he remarked. "You can talk to me ya know. I'm not that whiny little Jedi you took in years ago."
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Post by Jet Almeara on Aug 31, 2009 10:37:47 GMT -5
"No your not, that whiny little jedi didn't really have the perception to notice when something was bothering me - somewhat lost in your own world back then" Jet remarked while pouring herself another drink, her gaze wandered briefly around the hanger, but everyone was busy and not really paying attention to the two of them sitting there.
"But just to humor you...lets list off a few things - the current Sith Lord is an arrogant ass who broke the longest standing treaty the DJO ever had. I never contemplated DL dying - but he has and upsurper dosen't want to play ball - instead he flits about threating people and pissing me off. He has a strong dislike for Chase - who has dissapeared without a trace I might add. The Jedi can't find him - I can't find him and I'm hoping the Sith can't find him either...but of course he might have already, whose to know really...and then theres the Galactic Allience who took offense at the activities on Naboo - which killed Blade and took yet another trustworthy saber from my side - and are now furiously attempting to develop an anti-force serum and raising force user hatred throughout the Galaxy..clearly I'll need to deal with that before long...and in the midst of it all I am leaving Corellia in the hands of my daughter whose force talents while strong lack a certain finesse to follow Taaru on a mission that might just go completely haywire in the hopes of clearing my head enough to sense Chase..."
She shrugged and downed her drink - she had spoken nothing of several other matters, matters that were of more personal and secure nature, but she wasn't about to speak of them in the open and in any case it ought to satisfy Aaron for a time at least.
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Aug 31, 2009 10:57:10 GMT -5
Aaron huffed and let his chair hit the floor again. "Those are the things I already know about," he retorted. "I know you didn't ask me too but I looked into the issue with Chase while I was gone. Kid knows how to covere his tracks."
He turned, facing Jet, in his seat and leaned forward to prop his elbows on his knees. "I know there are other things bothering you," he said calmly. "And I know you're not one for crying on someone's shoulder but whether you want to tell me now or later I'm willing to listen."
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Post by Jet Almeara on Aug 31, 2009 11:16:30 GMT -5
"Well he is a Storm..that entire family practically undescores the phrase - too much of a good thing" She commented, almost absently running a thumb along the black and gold hilt hooked to her belt alongside her more usual hilts. Frowning slightly she glanced at Aaron.
"You know the last time I stopped looking for Chase he showed up two years later after being tortured by Vong - I promised myself then I'd never stop looking again should anything happen...but in any case - you can't do much about anything else bothering me Aaron, though I appreciate the sentiment."
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Aug 31, 2009 11:29:45 GMT -5
"Can't do much," he echoed. "So that means I can at least do something, even if it's trivial."
He thought for a moment before smiling and cracking his knuckles. "I've been told I give great backrubs," he said with a wink. "You game?"
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Post by Jet Almeara on Aug 31, 2009 14:16:39 GMT -5
Jet blinked at Aaron for a few moments - the man just didn't give up did he? She gave him a look which could quite plainly be deciphered as 'your kidding me'.
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Aug 31, 2009 14:33:02 GMT -5
Aaron smiled and held his hands up, waggling his fingers. "Gotta lighten the mood somehow."
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Post by Jet Almeara on Aug 31, 2009 15:15:37 GMT -5
Jet shook her head and stood, finishing her drink and setting the glass on the table before picking up her coat.
"I'll be in the Armory..if anyone needs me"
With a final nod she stepped into the shadows and was gone, reappearing in the armory as she has stated, flicking on the lights and casting a glance over the large room filled with weaponry most armies would drool over. Glancing at the rows she headed off to find what she was looking for.
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Aug 31, 2009 15:32:09 GMT -5
Aaron waved a hand dismissively at her. "Party pooper," he says just before she disappears into the shadows.
Aaron sat alone for a few moments and nursed a drink that he had poured himself while watching the crew with the preparations. Gathering his things he left the hangar quietly.
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Amber Storm
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Post by Amber Storm on Sept 1, 2009 13:50:17 GMT -5
Amber was still busily toweling her now red hair dry as she made her way into the kitchens. She knew the majority of The Gates occupants were busy in the hangers but hadn't head that way to see their progress quite yet - instead she was searching the kitchens for a drink that was neither alcoholic,healthy or disgusting.
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Post by Xander Cross on Sept 2, 2009 4:46:09 GMT -5
Xander Felt Ambers force presence stepping threw the shadows to the kitchen whiskey still in hand he let out a hello threw a chuckle offering her a drink
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Amber Storm
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Post by Amber Storm on Sept 2, 2009 10:59:43 GMT -5
Amber whirled about as Xander spoke to her - it had been a long time since she'd heard that particular voice, since she was well..practically a kid really.
"Xander!" She exclaimed "I didn't know you were even here..." Busying herself with picking up the glass she'd dropped hen he startled her she eyed him for a few moments.
"I see your drinking now - thats new" She stated shaking her head slightly at the whiskey, she wasn't against drinking but had learned in earlier binges that it didn't really do much to help you - and in her case just tended to make her temperamental and angry - rather lke her mother now that she thought about it.
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Post by Xander Cross on Sept 4, 2009 17:40:51 GMT -5
Xander had never known how to React to Amber her easy display of emotion was startling but he smiled at her
"If you had Been paying attention you would've known i showed up here a few days ago...Have you been keeping up with your training?"
he Chastised her a bit not too seriously Just people Like Xander and Jet knew the importance of always being prepared Xander Paused for a moment caught in thought wondering if thats why the DJO kids always ended up so Destructive he wasn't Technically "one" of them but he had his own demons to deal with.
"It Helps you Forget what you don't want to Keep remembering"
He said before taking another Swig of whiskey before offering her a taste.
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Amber Storm
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Post by Amber Storm on Sept 4, 2009 17:56:29 GMT -5
Amber arched a brow at him but smiled back - she'd always considered him a good friend when she was a kid. she wasn't exactly sure how he'd take with her joining up with the Jedi thanks to Chase however so she decided to keep that to herself for now.
"Yeah I've been doing alright - was off working on training actually when mom called me back" she shrugged slightly - it was nice to be back in the mansion and no one in the Temple would really miss her with Chase missing and all.
"It dosen't seem to help mom" She remarked about the drinking "Just makes her more hot tempered".
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Post by Rothk Freeborn on Sept 6, 2009 19:55:09 GMT -5
Rothk nodded to Jet's instructions and went off towards the ship to find Ice. The droid was at the bottom of the ramp and beeped at him as he approached then turned and rolled towards the exit of the hanger. Rothk followed figuring the droid had overheard his conversation with Jet and knew what his duty was. They made their was through the mansion towards the training room. Rothk was happy to get a chance to do some more training, since everyone had been so occupied since he had first arrived.
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