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Post by Abiika Airgead on Jan 22, 2011 17:58:54 GMT -5
Abiika seeing enough nods to Shadow. She quietly slips out and down to the bottom level. Slipping out her tools she comes to one of the smaller ship. It is not very big but fast. She attaches her com to it and begins breaking the security code. Her amour shimmers and helps her blend into the darkness. Several minutes later she grins and the shuttle opens. She jumps in the cock pit and flies off.
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Post by Sam Milla on Jan 24, 2011 14:18:21 GMT -5
*Sam pulls out his journal and listens to all the conversation and starts writing a long poem, In the poem however there is a subliminal message only Lord Ire would understand. Sam puts his mind as if he was writing about the surrounding city around the spire so that any force sensitive trying to read his mind would only see the words of the poem and only that he doesn't let any other thoughts in.*
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Post by Selena Uhopria on Jan 25, 2011 12:35:13 GMT -5
She gives a low laugh and shakes her head.
"Only a fools gives their power secrets away."
Her eyes Darken and she looks at him.
"I have already told you my name, when I told you what group I was working with."
She does not like repeating her-self as it makes her feel as if the one she is talking to is not listening or caring about her words. She sips her whiskey. Her blue eyes look at the young man who seems to be paying just a bit to much attention to her and SK's conversion.
"I am sure you can take on the Hutt's if you put your mind to it, but it would be messy and start other bigger wars. Some how I doubt you care about that."
She gathers there is little this man cares about other then power. This is why she would never claim to be a Sith. She saw to much of the bigger picture, though she admired his power and strength.
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Post by SK on Jan 26, 2011 15:34:28 GMT -5
He hears what she has to say, and does not nod, nor does he smile, nor does he have any kind of emotion on his face. He just stares at her. as if he were piercing a hole right through the woman's body, as he tries to judge her, not just with his instincts, but through the force as well.
"You are a smart one, Selena... Though, I do have to admit that I have never heard your name before, nor have I really gave much thought to your organization. I figured that the Black Sun was nothing more than petty thieves, and space junkies looking to get a quick score. You seem to have no love lost for the Hutts, but that is very common around the galaxy, as everyone who has ever dealt with Hutt, knows that those fat bastards, can and will turn on just anyone given the slightest opportunity..."
He then pauses for a moment, before he is to say another word, as he thinks about his decision. The power that he could command before him. Black Sun may be a huge group to her, in her eyes, but SK knew that he could make them even more powerful. He would have time and plenty of resources available to him, that the Hutts would never have given him. He then decided once and for all, that this is what he will have to do.
"Fine then, Selena. I shall join you, but under one condition though... I am not under your control, you do not order me around, and furthermore, I want access to as much information as possible. Think of this as a partnership..." He said, as he finally cracked a sly smile across his mouth.
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Post by Sam Milla on Jan 26, 2011 15:42:20 GMT -5
*Sam continues to write his poem with the subliminal message included. Not once did he look at the lady Sk was talking to. When Sk stops talking Sam sits back in his chair with a strained look on his face as if he were searching for the right words that would make his long poem flow. In part he was doing just this.*
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Post by Sam Milla on Jan 28, 2011 6:08:47 GMT -5
*Sam saticfied with his work gets up and heads down the turbo lift then to the space port*
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Post by Selena Uhopria on Jan 29, 2011 13:55:19 GMT -5
She watches him and nods. His glare was not bothering her, she understood his need to be fierce and cold. She sips her drink and waits for him to finish. She gives a deep laugh.
" Partner with you? Share with you all my information? Do I look like a fool to you? You a power hungry sith. You would do your darnest to take over and then kill me in the proses. I agree to the other. I won't try and control you. I have no need. If I want you to do something, I will pay you and share with you why I need it done. If you need something I'll be more then happy to get it for you, but no SK, I will not give you accesses to my secrets. I will give you access to as much information as I know safe to. I want to live, more then I want your help. I will not put on a collar and give you the leash to it."
Her voice is calm. She is not a fool. If she gave SK her secrets he would take over. He is after all a sith.
"I am heading back to my office. You take your time and think it over. I don't expect you to heel, but nor do you have the right to demand I do so either."
She bows to him and leaves.
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Post by SK on Jan 29, 2011 14:39:59 GMT -5
He then sits back in his seat, and contemplates what she had said. Does he want to commit, knowing that she will always be on her guard. He knows that he can take control of her, whenever he feels that he has the opportunity to do so. He needed to think about this a little more, and then get back to her. He then got up off his seat, and headed towards the turbolift, to make his exit from the Spire.
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Post by SK on Apr 19, 2011 0:49:52 GMT -5
As he leaves out of his ship, he makes his way to the top of the Spire. As he steps off the turbolift, several people turned to see who was coming out of the lift. He was dressed all in black, his hood over his head and covering his face. He goes to a booth and takes a seat. One of the service droids comes over to him.
"What would you like to drink, sir?" Asked the service droid.
He looked at the service droid and said "Give me one glass of jawa juice..." he said, as he took out his datapad to try and figure out where his next move shall be.
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Post by SK on May 8, 2011 23:24:34 GMT -5
He then takes his drink, and sips on it. He continues to look at his datapad, and looks around the room to see if there was anyone suspicious, or someone that may be of interest. He then orders another drink, and continues to look down at his datapad, trying to figure out where to go next.
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Post by SK on Sept 8, 2011 16:20:45 GMT -5
Not knowing what to do from here on out, he then looks towards the stars at the thousands of systems.
With the Dark Side of the force flowing through him, he tapped into the force to figure out what to do. He put away his datapad, and took one last sip of his drink.
He had been sitting for too long in his seat, so he got up off his seat, stretched his back a little bit, and headed towards the exit to his Infiltraitor.
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