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Post by Parjai Daala on Jan 22, 2011 18:25:40 GMT -5
PJ takes the flimsy from Alor and looks at it. "We got you covered." Getting up from his chair, she slips on her buy'ce, and looks at Jensen, "Shall we leave? I am ready to make some trouble, I MEAN money. Ba'buir, you got the best on this one." Shaking his hand and giving him a air kiss near his cheek, under her buy'ce she is fuming, she turns and leaves the old man to muse over the proceedings.
Walking with Jensen back to the ship, she coms in through the buy'ce. "Ok vod, don't tell me, you think this job is a tad bit hanky. The old man could send out his best troops, why sent his best hunters?"
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Post by Abiika Airgead on Jan 22, 2011 22:40:11 GMT -5
Abiika fights to right the stolen craft." osik this is going to hurt."
Praying to all the Mandolrian Gods she knows of. She tightens the straps and watches as the ground rises up to meet her.. "Osik osik, Please let there be enough of my six left for me to kiss when I land."
She sees a beat-up old M22-T Krayt gunship, she swerves to miss it and sees the red pull lever. "Oh yeah a emergency lever. " She pulls it, but still gets caught on the tale end of the blast. It throws her and she lands hard. Getting up shaky she grins as blood runs from a cut on her face. "I meant to do that yeah sure did." She laughs tries to brush of her filthy Armour. Another blast goes off behind her and she flinches.
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 22, 2011 22:53:54 GMT -5
"Are you one of those freaky Jedi types that reads minds or are you just as smart as me?" Jensen replies with a question of his own, he knows something is fishy. "You think he's up to something to, don't you?"
Jensen's concentration is then broken by the sound of a loud crash coming from outside, Jensen's first worry is for his baby, the Vassal, has been damaged and he runs out of the main building and looks up to its location. Jensen spots his ship intact and lets out a sigh of relief, he then looks around to see a smoke plume rising from the opposite end of the old mining site.
"Holy mother of all Gundarks, that was exciting..." Jensen says as he spots a lone figure, possibly the pilot of the ship. He begins walking over to the figure trying to see if they have been injured. "Hey... hey! You alright?"
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Post by Parjai Daala on Jan 22, 2011 23:03:18 GMT -5
"I know my ba'buir and he........" She looks at the smoke and limps behind Jensen. PJ looks at the figure in front of her and sets the scanners. "You are lucky you are alive! I am shocked the main guns didn't take you down first! Not to bright are you!" Looking at Jensen, she shakes her head. "Great just what we need on this planet, another crappy pilot!"
Folding the flimsy, she slides it under her right gaunt. "I would hope there is a reason for this "accident", I would hate to have to explain to everyone what happened in my point of view!" Sliding her beskad from it's sheath, her body stays relaxed, her mind is alert.
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Post by Abiika Airgead on Jan 22, 2011 23:03:21 GMT -5
Abiika hears a voice and looks toward it and turns beat red.. It couldn't be could it? Of all people to see her crash. She closes her eyes for a second. "Yeah Jensen I am vutyc I always land on my feet." She smirks "Huge tip when stealing a ship make sure to know where the emergency lever is ok?" She removes her buy'ce, trying to stop the bleeding on her head.
She turns to the new woman not sure who she is and nods. " I was told I was needed here by my boss. As for the ship. Coursant had my rust bucket thanks to the quarantine."
She shifts her weight off her left foot.
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 22, 2011 23:24:00 GMT -5
"Well, any landing, crash or otherwise, that you can walk away from is a good one." Jensen says as he gives the female Vod a look over and doesn't see any external damage. The medic side of him comes out as he taps the side of the pilot's helmet. "You protect your last brain cell, did you hit your head on anything?"
As Jensen is checking the pilot over, fire crews go to put out the mangled wreckage of Abiika's stole craft, the old man comes marching out of his building to survey the damage. Luckily, nothing vital was hit, the base had sustained no massive damage. He spots Jensen, ParJai and the armor of a young pilot who is to blame for this problem. The Old Man marches over, followed by two of his top captains, to confront the pilot.
"Abiika Airgead, why am I not surprised... where the hell have you been?" The old man barks. "Better yet, remind me, why did I hire you in the first place?"
"Wait a klicket, Abiika Airgead..." Jensen interjects with, "not daughter of Candelor, Abiika Airgead?"
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Post by Parjai Daala on Jan 22, 2011 23:36:24 GMT -5
Shaking her head, it hits her, she watched this child be born and helped raise her. "Airhead," PJ uses the annoying nickname they gave the dala, "You never learned did you? Why did I even give you any lessons!" Turning her attention to Jensen and her ba'buir, "You hired her Alor because she is cut rate, and can't hit the side of a building, even if she is in it! Jensen, she only gets ten percent of the cut." Tapping her sword on her leg armor, she takes off her buy'ce.
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Post by Abiika Airgead on Jan 22, 2011 23:43:33 GMT -5
Abiika glares at Jensen. "I don't have any brain cells to waste."
Hearing her boss she grinned broadly hoping not to seem stupid. "Not for my piloting skills that is for certain sir. All though in my defense it was a stolen ship." She coughs. "It is because I am wicked fast and deadly with a blade sir." She wipes the blood off her face and hears Jensen. "Yeah that would be my buir, we meet but I was 11 at the time." Her face goes slightly red and then back to normal as her eyes won't meet Jensen's.
She hears Parjai and grimaces. "I swear my flying skills haven't killed anyone not yet." She brushes off her buy'ce and beskar'gam. "My shot is more deadly now. The boss has been training me, but you know my skills has always been my blade." Her fingers caress the hilt of it and she nods.
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 22, 2011 23:57:39 GMT -5
The old man begins to rub his temple as groan as he thinks of the name Abiika Airgead, he's wondering why he kept her on the payroll.
"Wow, this is like one big reunion," Jensen before looking over to Abiika. "Except for you were knee high to an Ewok the last time I saw you."
Looking back at the wreckage, Jensen looks to ParJai with shock in his voice. "You gave her lessons?" Looking over to Abiika, Jensen chuckles slightly. "I'd get your credits back, kid."
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Post by Parjai Daala on Jan 23, 2011 0:04:37 GMT -5
In fluid motion, PJ attempts takes the weapon from the child's hand. "I gave her lessons, she refused to listen to me! As fuzzy as all this is, I am losing money, tick tock, time is a valuable thing! Lets go! Ba'buir, I would do better background checks on those you think you want to employ from now on!" Limping towards Jensen's ship, she never looks back at them.
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Post by Abiika Airgead on Jan 23, 2011 0:13:51 GMT -5
Abiika looks at the wreckage and then at her Boss. Knowing what he is thinking she stands up trying to look more like the Mandalorian her father taught her to be. Hearing Jensen she nods and her sea-green eyes look at him. "And you according to my father you where still a young pup." Hearing him call her a kid she fights off a flinch. "I am now 20 Jensen while you where gone I grew up." She looks for her beskar'ad and remembers Malle is back at Coursant. Her temper flares but she keeps it cool.
"I have many talents Jensen flying at this time is not one." Giving him a cool eye she walks over to her gear and cleans it off. She straps it over her shoulder and looks at Parjai. She knows better then to fight Parjai as she takes the Beskad. She watches as Parjai gives it to Jensen .Her father made her that beskad and she wears it with honor. Giving Jensen a look that says some how some way she'll take it back, she does an about face and follows Parjai.
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 23, 2011 15:23:47 GMT -5
Holding up Abiika's sword as she walks away, Jensen gives a loud whistle in the young Vod's direction. "Hey, you want this back or should I keep it for my collection?"
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Post by Abiika Airgead on Jan 23, 2011 15:29:05 GMT -5
Abiika squares her shoulders and pauses in her step. Her eyes watch Parjai walk to the ship once PJ is out of audio enhancer shot. She turns and looks at Jensen. "My buir made me that. So yeah Vod I'd like it back." her sea-grean eyes sparkle with temper but her voice is calm. Her hand twitches to the spot where the beskad normally rest.
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 23, 2011 15:54:54 GMT -5
Handing it off to the young Vod, Jensen smiles as he spots Abiika trying to stare him down, his winning smile is plastered across his buy'ce covered face. "Work on that mean look of yours, kid, you couldn't scare rancor with that face."
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Post by Abiika Airgead on Jan 23, 2011 16:05:40 GMT -5
Abbika longs to punch the smile off his handsome face. She holds the beskad in her fingers and twirls in. As she does so her face calms. She moves closer to him and her eyes narrow. "Stop. Calling. Me. Kid." Her voice is low. She taps her buy'ce against his softly. She straightens and slips the beskard into it's holster. Her finger swirls over the hilt and her eyes flash at him. "My dad is right your are a arrogant besom" She smiles widely and turns her brown hair slips down her back. She sighs and pulls off her buy'ce. She flips her hair up and slips it back on. "Coming Jensen?"
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Post by Parjai Daala on Jan 23, 2011 16:07:39 GMT -5
Waiting at the bottom of the ramp, she looks at Jensen and Abiika. She didn't want "old home week", she just wanted this job done. Why her ba'buir asked her and Jensen to do this job is gnawing on her mind like a mynock on a ship. Add Abiika in the mix, and things just got hankier. Crossing her arms, she looks at her ba'buir and knows something is up his sleeve.
Her mind wanders to the kiss she and Jensen shared to anger Alor. "Nothing, it meant nothing." Her mind tell her but she can't shake the feeling of his lips on her hers. Shaking her head, she calls out, "LETS GO, TIME IS MONEY!"
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 23, 2011 16:54:40 GMT -5
Shaking his head at the young Vod as she walks away, Jensen cant help but think back to when he was Abiika's age and how he was almost as reckless at times. He can't help but remember Abiika as that little girl running around in it her mother's buy'ce pretending to waste Vongese left and right. The simpler times that some children get to experience is nothing compared to the life of a Mandalorian child; thrown into training when they are barely walking, able to field strip a weapon blindfolded by the age of six, the list of stark contrasts goes farther on. As he goes to start following Abiika towards his ship, Jensen can clearly hear the old man's grumbling voice yelling across the field as he stands near the main building.
"Abiika, where do you think you're going?" The old man hollers in the young Mandalorian's direction. "I still need a report from you on your last assignment."
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Post by Abiika Airgead on Jan 23, 2011 17:06:48 GMT -5
Abiika sighs and moves to the old man. She turns and her shoulders slump. Something close to pain crosses in her eyes, but since Jensen is the only one close to her he is the only one that sees it. She slips off her buy'ce and lets her brown hair fall back. She looks at him for a momment and then shakes her head. She closes her eyes and when they open they are calm no trace of the pain. "Be safe Jensen come back with PJ alive." She shifts her gear bag and moves past Jensen her body strung up hard. She does not like the old man nor does she like watching Jensen walk away again like he did when she was a little girl. She begins walking back her eyes now cold as she moves to the old man. "Sorry sir. You know me always itching for a fight." Her head turns and looks at Jensen and then his ship. She flips open her com and links it to his nav computer in a fast motion and then drops her com into her bag.
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 23, 2011 17:14:53 GMT -5
"Hey Abiika," Jensen calls to her as she walks past, he tosses her a code to his comlink and nods to her. "Don't be a stranger."
Jensen then turns and heads towards his ship and a waiting ParJai, he sounds as if its business as usual. "So, ready to go find a missing ship and get paid?"
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Post by Parjai Daala on Jan 23, 2011 17:24:29 GMT -5
"Ad'ika, she has a thing for you. And..." Turning to the young vod, PJ tosses her a com. "IN CASE YOU NEED IT!" She limps up the ramp and gets off her weapons. Storing them away, she sits in the co pilots seat, she looks up at Jensen. "She is going to kill the old man, or he is going to eat her alive." getting her safety harness on she clicks it all together and closes her eyes.
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