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Post by Rothk Freeborn on Sept 22, 2009 19:46:39 GMT -5
Once the ship was landed Rothk took the opportunity to change into his good clothes. He slipped on a pair of black pants and a dark blue shirt that by some miracle had survived his horrible packing and came out wrinkle free. He made sure his boots were clean before following his mother out of the ship.
He began to follow her to where Jet and the others had gathered but stopped short of them when he took a moment to glance at the ship they would be boarding soon. It was enormous. He had never seen a ship so large or beautiful in his life. He stood there with his mouth gaping open from some time before he forced himself to look away and hurry after his mother.
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Aralee Galor
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Post by Aralee Galor on Sept 22, 2009 19:47:25 GMT -5
"You are more then welcome to do so on both accounts" Aralee remarked "speaking of which..they are probably waiting for us within"
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Buula Rath
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Post by Buula Rath on Sept 22, 2009 19:53:52 GMT -5
While not an actual part of the ceremony Buula had been told to make sure she was present while it took place as she would board with the science team immediatly there after. She was wearing a bright red blouse that could be seen as either semi-formal or formal depending on the surrounding and what was worn with it. To that end she wore a stunning, ankle-length, black skirt with a slit up to her thigh and had put her red hair up into a bun that cascaded her tightly curled hair from the center in a beautiful waterfall. In addition to this she had a black bantha-hide belt, that matched her heels, and was clasped with a silver spiraled buckle in the same pattern as the earings she wore. Her droid followed along behind her pulling a suitcase with her other belongings.
She had made it through the stations security but knew she would have to submit to a scan my the security team on the Faustus. What she was confident would not be found was hidden in plain sight such as the microblasters. Others like her datapad and comlinks were laid free in her suitcase as thy looked like standard equipment. Her scatterblaster was once more safely stored within her body and her 'security' supplies were hidded among various toiletries and cosmetics. Most were disguised to look the part but a few were so ambiguous that it was unlikely anyone would know their purpose. In fact her best chance a breaking locks was a card that looked like a stadard bank card. It was, however, loaded with a script that when the first time through a lock would erase the key code, the second would write a new one, and the third time would open the lock. All this would take palce in seconds and with no alarm.
Looking over her shoulder to make sure the droid was with her she took her place amongst the crowd waiting for the security checkpoint.
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Sept 22, 2009 19:59:27 GMT -5
"Yes, well what better way is there to make sure I behave than keeping a close eye on me," he asked her. Taking his hands from his pockets, Aaron straightened out his jacket and fixed his hair. "In other words, Madame Diktat, I would be extremely honored if you would allow me to escort you to tonight's ceremony. Unless, of course, you already have plans with another gentleman."
Having spotted Erika out of the corner of his eye, Aaron allowed himself a brief moment to gesture her over with a nod, letting her know it wasn't a private meeting.
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Post by Erika Freeborn on Sept 22, 2009 20:06:23 GMT -5
Acknowledging Aaron's nod she adjusted her bags and made her way over to the rest of the group. She glanced back for a second, seeing Rothk lagging behind.
"Hurry up or you will be left behind."
She jokingly said to him. Nodding to those who were gathered she set her bags down for a moment.
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Post by Rothk Freeborn on Sept 22, 2009 20:10:24 GMT -5
Hearing his mothers words, even knowing they were a joke, Rothk none the less quickened his pace to catch up with the others. He glanced up at the captain for a moment and then looked away, the last time, in fact the first time as well, that he had seen a Twi'lek he had stared for far too long at the odd look of them. He wouldn't do that again. Instead he concentrated on the ground in front of his feet, that hopefully wouldn't get him in any trouble for being disrespectful to authority.
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Post by Taaru Masako on Sept 22, 2009 20:15:26 GMT -5
"Then I suppose we should be getting underway. We're on schedule now, but nothing ever runs as planned."
Taaru looked at Jet and gestured to the stern of the ship, where the central elevator would take them back to the Spire of Tyrena station, which is where the ceremony was being held.
He waits for the Cpt. Galor to depart first, following behind her, and sending a quick message to have the Thruvarans store their gear and follow.
As he nears the stern hangar exit, he excuses himself steps away from the group and activates one of the wall terminals with his access chip embedded in the skin of his right hand. The ship's systems recognize him, and Taaru quickly updates crew complements to show the Thruvarans as registered. He also updates his personal comlink to integrate with the ship's central communication systems, along with the encryption keys to match.
As soon as he's finished, he searches through the new comm library and selects a number.
"Superintendent, please respond."
He is greeted by a double beep.
"There's a bag of personal effects at the stern, tier 1 exit of the hangar bay. Please have one of the DRDs pick it up and deliver it to my quarters."
A second pair of beeps to denote an affirmative, and Taaru switches the comm off, setting his bag where he had described its location.
He leaves, without much of a concern, and soon after, two of the repurposed Terror Drones scuttle out of maintenance shafts designed specifically for them, pick up the bag, and begin hauling it to the officer's quarters.
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Post by The Corellian Navy on Sept 22, 2009 20:25:45 GMT -5
As Buula makes her way to the debarkation level of the Spire, she is forced to go through debarkation security. This level has access not only to the ships within the dome, but is connected to the rest of the station via turbolifts. This level thus services all departing vessels.
As a result, a long line of greets her, snaking back and forth for several rows, ending in several booths with security equipment and officials presiding over documentation, passenger's luggage and the passengers themselves.
Scattered throughout the security level is a mix of marines and Cor Sec officials, as well as Transportation Security Administration officials, all armed to varying degrees.
As Buula takes her place in line, the Barab female in front of her, notices her, and in a desperate attempt to make conversation in order to pass the time, adresses Buula.
"Lookssss like a long wait. What ssship are you heading out on?"
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Buula Rath
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Post by Buula Rath on Sept 22, 2009 21:05:08 GMT -5
Buula smiled weakly at the fellow passenger, as she did not particularly like reptelian species. "Your quite right. It seems will be here awhile." She glanced ahead to the line, "I'm going to be heading out on the new Corellian Naval Vessel, the Faustus, I believe. It's supposed to be a beatful ship although I haven't seen it." She laughed lightly, "In fact I couldn't even tell you what kind of ship it is even though I'm sure I was told. What about you... ma'am? What travel are you embarking on today?"
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Post by The Corellian Navy on Sept 22, 2009 21:20:43 GMT -5
"The Faustussss? Haven't heard of it."
The Barabel, who was dressed in what could be called business attire, gave this some contemplation. Judging by her queue-mate's attire, it was a good guess that she wasn't Corellian military. The Barabel accepted the immediate hypothesis that this was some sort of research vessel.
Her reverie was interrupted by Buula's question.
"Ah, I am taking a sssssimple commuter flight. I've busssinessss on Corussccant, actually."
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Buula Rath
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Post by Buula Rath on Sept 22, 2009 21:57:22 GMT -5
"Oh, Coruscant? I was actually just there. It was only a brief stop over but I was there long enough to see some of the sites." Buula had barely moved up in line but had gotten over the cold-bloodedness of her fellow traveler and thus could continue the conversation, "While your there make sure you stop by the Western Sea it was amazing."
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Post by The Corellian Navy on Sept 22, 2009 22:35:24 GMT -5
The Barabel sisses, clearly amused.
"I am afraid I won't have much time for ssssight-sssseeing. I will be too busssy with the Diplomatic Corp."
She flicks her nictitating membranes over her eyes.
"But I will remember your ssssugessstion."
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Buula Rath
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Post by Buula Rath on Sept 22, 2009 23:23:12 GMT -5
Her eyes widened slightly, and she put on what some would call a sabacc face and others the face of a trained negotiator, "Oh, my! Your in the Corellian Diplomatic Corps? I'm sorry I didn't recognize you ambassador, I've been away from home for so long.
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Post by Jet Almeara on Sept 23, 2009 7:12:21 GMT -5
"I don't know it might give you the wrong ideas.."Jet remarked with a slightly arched brow and a long suffering look on her face as she regarded Aaron before sighing "But if it means you behave yourself throughout the Ceremony.." she nodded her assent.
Following his gesture she smiled to Erika as she joined them, glancing behind to ensure Rothk was indeed following before turning her attention back to Taaru and the Captain - who ,thankfully, still seemed to be getting along. Following Taaru's gesture she glanced towards the stern and also nodded for the Captain to go first. Darren she knew would ensure the Corellian's arrived at the proper location on time.
Lingering with the others they wait for Taaru to finish playing with the wall terminal and rejoin them before entering the elevator and being whisked away.
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Aralee Galor
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Post by Aralee Galor on Sept 23, 2009 7:20:37 GMT -5
Aralee felt this initial meeting had gone rather well as she led the group towards the elevators, though she was slightly disconcerted by not only Aaron who she judged was going to be trouble - despite the fact that the Diktat seemed willing to overlook and indulge him in these escapades - but a child as well.
This was a strange group she traveled with. Keeping these thoughts to herself however Aralee kept a pleasant look on her face, her duty was to keep the ship going - not study the motley crew gathered for the expedition she reminded herself. Patiently waiting for everyone to enter the elevator Aralee keyed in the command that would take them to the proper location.
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