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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Sept 23, 2009 18:18:48 GMT -5
Aaron nodded contently and smiled. "I wouldn't have it any other way," he said. "Besides, if there's a fight it will probably be caused by me anyway. Can't let anyone hit on my date after all." He wiggled his arm that Jet was holding, playfully.
"So uh," he said, after a few moments of silence. "What now?"
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Post by Rothk Freeborn on Sept 23, 2009 18:23:37 GMT -5
Rothk shook his head as he watched the exchange between Jet and Aaron. He began to wonder if they were ever going to get on that ship and leave this place or if they would stay her and socialize for some time longer. He tried to move away a bit, but not too far as to get lost in the crowd. Seeing a plate of food at the end of the table he made his way down to it and spent his time sampling all the food they had to offer while watching the goings on with only a mild amount of interest.
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Post by Jet Almeara on Sept 23, 2009 18:24:30 GMT -5
"I'm sure..because I just ooze approachability" Jet remarked sarcastically with a slight roll of her eyes before glancing around them at the groups of chatting people.
"Don't ask me - if it were up to me I'd have cracked a bottle of liquor over her nose and left...but apparently we need to raise crew morale or some such thing, and I suppose the rest of them deserve it..it is a nice ship"
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Sept 23, 2009 18:33:20 GMT -5
"That it is," he agreed, his eyes following Rothk as the boy took off. Turning back to Jet he shook his head at her. "And don't assume that just because you're not approachable means you won't be approached. With the way you look you're well worth the risk. Hell, I asked before we even left the blasted deck."
Turning his attention to Erika after he waited for Jet's reply, he smiled. "You look fantastic too Erika. The only thing keeping the hounds off of Jet is me," he informed her. "So be prepared."
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Post by Jet Almeara on Sept 23, 2009 18:44:37 GMT -5
Jet's eyes also followed Rothk as he wandered off, but as he didn't go far she turned her attention back to the others. "which was in itself unusual - I'd have figured this would be a prime time for you to pick out your future conquests" she teased him nodding to the crowd and the women therein.
"and as for the hounds, there are very few here even worth remote interest if they are brave enough to approach...and as those few probably won't I don't think Erika has anything to worry about - since she can probably blast them into ooze or some other nasty Dathomir spell"
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Post by Taaru Masako on Sept 23, 2009 19:20:02 GMT -5
Jet, priding herself on never being surprised, is surprised by a tap on her shoulder.
"Diktat Al'Meara, may I present Prowler Design Team Lead, Rashao Casanomi," she hears Taaru's voice saying. Upon turning around, she brings into view both the red-haired Thruvaran and a smaller man, still young, with jet black hair and oriental features and wearing a the black dress uniform with yellow piping of the Naval Corps of Engineers. A small scar on his left temple, near the eye, leaves an impression of a well-traveled and hard fought existence.
Casanomi extends his left hand, which upon closer examination has burn marks on it: "Very pleased to meet you, Madame Diktat."
Taaru, not to fail in listing Casanomi's credentials, continues as the two introduce each other.
"Major Casanomi has been responsible for the New Standardization and Automation Program that has revitalized Corellia's industry. It's why I chose him to assist with the design and implementation of Prowler construction."
In the corner of his eye, Taaru also notices the other Thruvarans, who are in a corner chatting with some of Jet's ppl and some of the marine officers station aboard Faustus. He also notices Avery and Miko arriving, looking rather lost and in want of someone to guide them through the crucible of this gathering.
Taaru turns back to Jet and Rashao: "Excuse me, for a moment, I have to go fetch two wayward guests."
Taaru bows and heads off in Miko and Avery's direction.
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Post by Jet Almeara on Sept 23, 2009 19:35:20 GMT -5
Jet despite being surprised did not jump, nor did she react in a violent manner - which upon reflection was a higher mark of her control then not jumping - considering the level of stress the event brought out in her.
Of course that might have had something to do with the fact that Taaru's voice quickly followed the tap, turning to smile pleasantly to the introduced man she takes him in quickly - and instantly finds herself liking him to some degree - most likely do to the rough exterior, such a look can only be worn by either the very lucky, or the experienced..and Jet was fairly certain he was a man of the latter.
"A pleasure to meet you as well Major, I was speaking earlier of the fine designs in the Prowler's, they are fine ships, you must be very proud'' Her glance follows Taaru for a moment as he wanders off again before turning back to those before her.
"Might I introduce my Companions as well, Aaron Starkiller and Erika Freeborn" She gestured to each in turn.
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Post by Erika Freeborn on Sept 23, 2009 19:35:43 GMT -5
She smiled at Aaron's comment.
"Thank you. But you know I think I can keep the hounds away under my own power."
Turning to Jet she laughed slightly.
"Oh please Jet we don't turn them into ooze. That has been done far too often. Now turning them into a Drebbin and setting them in front of a hungry Rancor is more our current style."
She sipped her drink to prevent herself from laughing at the idea of doing such a thing.
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Post by Taaru Masako on Sept 23, 2009 19:44:56 GMT -5
Casanomi nods in turn to Aaron and Erika, with a quick "pleased to meet you" before responding to Jet's compliment.
"It is my honor to contribute, in my small way, to the strengthening of the Corellian Navy, Madame Diktat. I hope that my future designs and methods will be equally successful. I only wish we would have had more time to run the Faustus through her paces."
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Post by Jet Almeara on Sept 23, 2009 19:51:49 GMT -5
"There is nothing small in your contributions to our continued sucess" Jet assured him with a smile "And I did raise some concerns with Taaru over the wisdom of using a vessel technically stll in testing - but he assures me Fausus needs no more testing -Do you disagree?" Jet asked him and hoped for a truthful answer - it would after all be better to find out now then halfway through the trip.
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Post by Aaron Starkiller on Sept 23, 2009 20:22:39 GMT -5
"I dunno," he said to Erika. "I may just be one of those hounds." He grinned, winking at her.
Aaron tensed for a split second when Taaru approached, tapping Jet on the shoulder. His danger sense, however, never went off and his arm remained attached to his shoulder rather than becoming a bludgeoning object. Sighing in relief Aaron nodded in greeting to Taaru before the Thruvaran left.
Turning back to the group as Jet introduced him Aaron nodded, again, to Casanomi and replied to the man's "pleased to meet you" with his own "you as well."
"The Faustus hasn't been tested fully yet," he asked excitedly. "Oh, that makes this so much more interesting now!"
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Post by Taaru Masako on Sept 23, 2009 20:24:06 GMT -5
Casanomi ponders this question honestly, before answering.
"In terms of her combat readiness and general operations, she's more than prepared. However, the newer systems, such as the space folding engines, while operating within perfectly acceptable parameters, could be pushed to their limits. I assure you, the ship is safe to operate however you see fit to do so. But to really understand her what, precisely, she can do, would need some more time.
I take it, however, that she will see plenty of exercise on this little voyage. I've tasked your 4th generation AI with gathering diagnostics. Hopefully they will prove enlightening upon your return."
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Post by Erika Freeborn on Sept 23, 2009 20:37:59 GMT -5
Raising her eyebrow at Aaron she smiled sweetly.
"Oh well I will have to watch out. I would hate to have you hound me."
She paused for a moment, thinking about the idea of him trying to flirt with her and shook her head.
"Of course you know, my poor Rancor hasn't had a good snack in a while. Perhaps you could fill the part if you do decide to try your hand at hounding me."
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Post by Avery Heartshorn on Sept 24, 2009 3:10:37 GMT -5
Arriving into the room, Avery glanced about. There were ALOT of people there and she could feel her stomach tensing up. Crowds were not so great unless she was throwing back shots. She put a hand to her neck and rubbed a knot where her neck turned into a shoulder. She tilted her head to the side as she did, sighing thoughtfully.
When she caught the view of Taaru she turned on her heels to look at Miko.
"Uh oh, you think Dad's mad at us?"
She looked back over her shoulder at Taaru as he neared before turning back to Miko, saying in a loud whisper so Taaru could hear.
"Quick! Act natural!"
Her voice when back to normal, though her tone was playful and comically awkward.
"Soooo uhhh, how about that Corellian Navy?"
She made awkward movements with her hands, trying to make things seem all the more fake.
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Post by Jet Almeara on Sept 24, 2009 6:20:50 GMT -5
Jet considered the man's answer for a few moments. She hadn't doubted Taaru's assessment of the ships readiness but had known that a fair amount of pride had dictated a part of it. It was good to have it confirmed by a second.
"No doubt they will" Jet responded, one could only guess at the situation they would find at the end of this journey. "I am keen to test the ship's capabilities - as I know Taaru is as well, somewhere along the way I'm sure we'll find an excuse to put her through her paces for you" She continued before finishing with an amused tone "Besides we can't disappoint Aaron here and give him a boring trip"
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