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Post by Zanear the Edge on Apr 29, 2011 12:26:47 GMT -5
She brightened at that, to be finally rid of everything that had signified her for what she was rather than who she was, that was a luxury she thought she would never experience. "That's fantastic, I hope it won't eat too much into the credits we garnered along the way. If so, it's not too difficult to hide, I was just thinking if by some chance we were put under scrutiny, nothing says 'telbun' like a brand of ownership." She laughed uneasily, she didn't have a good feeling about where they were headed and that didn't just have to do with the fact this place had been mentioned all over the holonet in conjunction with some pretty bad news. The accidental destruction of the Hapan forces not withstanding. . He looked up briefly, and gave her a smile, then as she walked away, his head went back down, into his thoughts once again. She had vanished aft for barely a few minutes, to collect the nasty orange jumpsuit that made up the KDY workers uniform. Pulling the utillitarian fabric over her legs, she wiggled her hips into it before slipping her arms through the sleeves, then pulled the zip up to just below her breastline. It was a surprisingly good fit. Well fitting but ultimately hideous. Not bothering to waste time looking into any reflective surface for fear of rediscovering just how hideous, she quickly made her way back to the main area where she had left Zanear getting dressed himself. She found him, elbows propped up on the main console, still caught up in his thoughts. Yet he had noticed her, the barely discernible flick of a violet eye in her direction signification enough for her. But now when she looked at Zanear, he seemed almost as lost as she felt, though she couldn't be certain, was he just picking up on the same bad vibes as she was, or was it something more? This force thing...she didn't understand it to say the least, but she knew enough to know that sensing something was wrong in their case really shouldn't be ignored. However, it didn't look as severe as something detrimental to them, and thus far the Corellian forces hadn't indicated they were going to blow them out of the sky, it could just be Selena's nervousness. With one hand she reached across to him, touching him lightly on the shoulder as she tilted her head to get a better look at the falleen. "Credit for your thoughts." Arri mused, "is everything alright?". he said teasingly. I'm sorry if I seem so dour. He paused a moment, taking stock of Arri's features, memorizing every last detail of her face. Finally he spoke again. Truthfully I worry for you. And I worry for us, somewhat selfishlly. Now that I've found you, I don't ever want to lose you.. He snaked a arm around her waist, and drew her into his lap. Gently, he brushed her lips with his. You've a whole new world to discover, and I want to be there with you every step of the way. And yet, I will give you anything you need, even if it's space, or time alone. Locking eyes with her, he spoke so softly even he barely heard the words. Just know I only want your happiness.Arri managed a smile "That's not what I meant...and were this Kuat, they wouldn't have made it past the first staging point, let alone come anywhere near this close to the system proper."Once more she made her way over to the main viewport, and leaned forth. There, flanking them were the corellian forces guiding them in, but something didn't seem right about this whole thing...a world like this should have an influx of incoming and outgoing transports and yet hardly any of that did she see. "There's hardly any ships." She said after a small pause, "Don't you think it's odd that there's not much traffic here?" Wondering if they had just wandered into a situation they didn't want to, it would certainly explain why everything that was present, seemed to be being rerouted like they were. And since they were now almost within docking range, it might be a good idea to figure out what it was before they disembarked. As she rose and spoke, he remained quiet. I sense things will be coming to a head very soon...I believe Dooku himself is on his way here now. |
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Post by arri on Apr 30, 2011 14:38:53 GMT -5
She shook her head slightly, blond tresses falling about her shoulders in tendrilled disarray. "But not at the expense of your own happiness, you've already done so much for me, I couldn't impose on everything." Arri said, keeping the tone light, now was hardly the time for a deep and meaningful. "But I tell you what, every decision we make from here on out, we can do it together. I'm keen to learn so you'll need to show me the ropes but you already know I am capable and..."
She kept her full attention on him now, a knowing glint sparkling in her jade -green eyes. "...and I have some skills you might find useful." Wiggling the tips of her fingers as she said that, she then realized what she had done, the amusement of it all forcing a bout of laughter from the pit of her stomach. But she didn't blush, not this time. "Not like that...I mean slicing. I needed to find some ways to pass the time when I wasn't tending to the whims of the ridiculously overbearing. So I put my brain to good use, you'd be amazed what things people leave laying around their systems. Anyway, if we need a quick fix or access to certain data anytime soon, you don't need to look too far."
With a judicious nod, she returned her attention front and center. They were within docking range, and the squadron that had been ordered to escort them in had peeled off either side, the coast was clear to land then. But how would they take to the vessel it's self flying out of here alone? Arri imagined it would be met with a mixture of concern, suspicion and maybe relief eventually.
Arri shook her head, everyone had their day, and if his thoughts were muddled by what was ahead of them, she could fully understand. He might have a better idea of things than she, but he was still staring into the unknown, that had to be somewhat daunting. They could take each day as it came, that was how the saying went, wasn't it?
"I know it sounds cliche, but don't worry, at least try not to. I made it this far, I may have much to learn but what I do know has gotten me here and that has to count for something, right?" Was she reassuring him, or herself? She wondered. Lightly, she dared to kiss him as he leaned in that slight bit more, becoming lost in the sensation for just long enough to wonder what she had worried about in the first place. He seemed to make all that go away and leave in it's place him, a pleasure to be at his side. "Then trust that I am happier than I have ever been." she whispered back, resting her forehead against his for those last few seconds.
Now that they were docking, they would have new concerns to take the place of the old ones, like how the Corellians were going to deal with a Sekotan vessel sitting on their supposedly defunct superweapon. And just why things were so quiet out here.
A chill ran down Arri's spine, the last time she had encountered that being he had been anything but welcomming. He was, for lack of a better word, in her opinion, insane. The thought of being within a hundred klick radius of him wasn't exactly her idea of fun. But somehow she had known it would always come back to this. Slipping back from Zanear's hold, she watched as he seemed to drift off into his thoughts again, as often he did, searching for a better sense of what he was feeling.
"Here? Like now?" She tried, green eyes searching his for a second, "Did Selena call him? We have to get away from here, if he thinks for a second that we stole this ship with the intention of keeping her..."
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Post by Corey Dooku on Apr 30, 2011 15:25:38 GMT -5
It was silent for only a few moments when Corellian Orbital Control replied to their hail.
Watch Officer “God’s Hand this is Orbital Control, please stand by.”
Dan “Orbital Control, understand. Stop all forward movement, we will sit here until futher notice.”
Vice Admiral Dan, wondered why they were told to stand by, while down in his quarters Corey he felt the ship come to a complete stop. He leaves his room heading for the bridge, once on the bridge Corey looks at Dan. Then the another message comes over the comlink.
Watch Officer “God’s Hand, this is Orbital Control sorry for the delay but all visitors are being directed to a quarantine zone. We will need a list of all cargo and a manifest of all personnel.”
Dan “Orbital Control, I believe that we are not carrying anything that..”
Corey stops the Vice Admiral before he could finish. Going against his discussion to announce he was on board the ship until the last moment, the new Vice Admiral might have a thing or two to learn from Admiral Thorne. Corey speaks up as replies.
Corey “Sorry Orbital Control, this is Kage Dooku. We understand your concern and we will abide by your rules and regulation. We will wait on your commands an will hold fast in our current position.”
It was silent for a moment as Corey looks over at Vice Admiral Dan. Corey sits down as he crosses his arms displaying he was displeased with the Admiral actions. He wonders now if it was wise to have given him his new rank. Corey just stares out wondering if the incident on KDY will hurt his cause here also. Dan looks over at Corey.
Dan “Lord Dooku, is there something wrong?”
Corey not looking at Dan “Nothing that concerns you Vice Admiral.”
A cold sweat when down Dan’s back from the words of Lord Dooku, he now knows that Corey was displeased in his actions at the moment. Then a voice came in over the comlink once again.
Watch Officer “Kage Dooku did you say?”
Corey tilted his head slightly “Yes, this is Kage Dooku. Why do you ask me again?”
Watch Officer “Kage Dooku, a ship of yours came here a day or so. Doing some research for you, the ship was YV origins and to ensure it was not a trick we sent a squadron to escort the ship to a rendezvous point.”
Corey stands up after hearing this new information. “So, our ship is here you say. Well first, I want to apologized not contacting you about our new ship. It was a test run to see how fast she was, and to see how far she could go before she has to refuel. We will pay for the refueling of the ship.”
Corey places his hand on his face, she was here but how or better yet who could have flown her. Corey looks up and speaks once again.
Corey “I wanted to know if its possible to have God’s Hand dock near the ship, I have my Technical team here ready.”
There was a slight pause as the Watch Officer came back over the Comlink
Watch Officer “Yes Sir, we are sending a escort now. Kage Dooku, sorry about the wait.”
Corey “No thank you and we will be waiting sir.”
Corey sits down in his chair as he grabs the end of it almost breaking it under the pressure of his grip. His mind is running wild on who, what and how she was here. If so is anyone chasing after her, if so is RGE knows that she is missing. Corey does not care, he just needed to see with his own eyes that she was there. A squad of ships approached and God’s Hand slowly started to move once more.
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Post by Zanear the Edge on May 2, 2011 20:58:11 GMT -5
"But I tell you what, every decision we make from here on out, we can do it together. I'm keen to learn so you'll need to show me the ropes but you already know I am capable and..." She kept her full attention on him now, a knowing glint sparkling in her jade -green eyes. "...and I have some skills you might find useful." Wiggling the tips of her fingers as she said that, she then realized what she had done, the amusement of it all forcing a bout of laughter from the pit of her stomach. But she didn't blush, not this time. His face wore a devilish grin, and he laughed. Oh yes, your talents are well known to me, and quite worthy."Not like that...I mean slicing. I needed to find some ways to pass the time when I wasn't tending to the whims of the ridiculously overbearing. So I put my brain to good use, you'd be amazed what things people leave laying around their systems. Anyway, if we need a quick fix or access to certain data anytime soon, you don't need to look too far."With a judicious nod, she returned her attention front and center. They were within docking range, and the squadron that had been ordered to escort them in had peeled off either side, the coast was clear to land then. "I know it sounds cliche, but don't worry, at least try not to. I made it this far, I may have much to learn but what I do know has gotten me here and that has to count for something, right?" Was she reassuring him, or herself? She wondered. Lightly, she dared to kiss him as he leaned in that slight bit more, becoming lost in the sensation for just long enough to wonder what she had worried about in the first place. He seemed to make all that go away and leave in it's place him, a pleasure to be at his side. "Then trust that I am happier than I have ever been." she whispered back, resting her forehead against his for those last few seconds. He reveled in her touch, her nearness. He wanted every moment for as long as it could last, but soon enough business was about to pick up. A chill ran down Arri's spine, the last time she had encountered that being he had been anything but welcoming. He was, for lack of a better word, in her opinion, insane. The thought of being within a hundred klick radius of him wasn't exactly her idea of fun. But somehow she had known it would always come back to this. Slipping back from Zanear's hold, she watched as he seemed to drift off into his thoughts again, as often he did, searching for a better sense of what he was feeling. "Here? Like now?" She tried, green eyes searching his for a second, "Did Selena call him? We have to get away from here, if he thinks for a second that we stole this ship with the intention of keeping her..."He nodded, then stood and went to her where she stood. Enveloping her into his arms, he looked down into her eyes and made contact. He willed calm into her, and spoke gently. Yes, here, now. I can sense his presence. he may come to challenge me at any rate, regardless if he thinks we stole Selena or not. And she did call him, she wants to go back. He held her for a moment, looking out the view port as Centerpoint Station grew huge in the view. With a clang and a shudder, Selena docked up next to an extended airlock. Zanear could feel the presence of guards awaiting for them to disembark. Don't worry. Everythings going to be fine, just let me do the explaining, ok? |
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Post by arri on May 4, 2011 11:19:39 GMT -5
Be it force, pheromone or simply just a calm demeanour for influence, Arri did settle some at his words. Relaxing a little when the prudently chiding thought played stark across her mind - It can't get worse than what you left behind.
Confidant that this would be over with rather quickly, at least on the subject of their greeting party, they could at least find somewhere to lay low before they headed off for the world proper.
By the way Zanear had uttered that notion, about Corey wishing to possibly challenge him, somehow the blonde couldn't see them laying low anytime soon.
"I will be interested to see how you explain this." She commented, gesturing somewhat emphatically to the gaudy orange coveralls they were dressed in. With a huge KDY emblem emblazened on the back, it was going to be one interesting conversation. What did one say to a question as to why they were out here this far; Why yes, we do make house calls these days?
"We are a little difficult to miss."
In her mind, they might as well have painted a big target on their backs, it wouldn't take Dooku long to seek them out like this. But if Selena had communicated to him, would she not, then, have managed to imbue that urge with a sense that she was actually safe and sound, in no danger?
The jolt of them docking awkwardly had her pitched a tad towards Zanear, there were worse places to land, she thought with wry amusement but a somewhat apologetic gaze back at him. So they had arrived then?
"Do we wait here, or?"
The sound of the airlock cycling was all they needed, but the only way the Corellian forces could have done this, was if Selena had bid them the means, or they had dealt with ships like this before. So it suggested to her, at least, that Selena had done so with a good reason. Perhaps she wished to speed them on their way, or was eager to return to her true master? She wasn't sure she would ever understand the notion of a ship as a living, thinking entity.
"State how many of you there are and come out unarmed. Any signs of hostilities and we blast you, failure to comply will end in the same fashion. " A voice, aft, called in that cocky sounding way most Corellians spoke, it might have been endearing if it wasn't so pushy. But, as ever, she could understand why. They could be carrying a full cadre of Yuuzhan Vong warriors on here for all they knew. Selena must have sent their life-sign scanners crazy.
"Welcome to Corellia..." Arri muttered under her breath with a wry smirk, at least they were giving them options now, do or die...simple really.
Gesticulating in an 'after you' fashion, she would let Zanear take the lead on this one, since he had so generously offered. What would she have said anyway? Her excuses definitely needed improving, which was ironic considering the ammount of times she had lied for her now deceased former master.
And then she hit on something, "Maybe we should tell them about Dooku? If he's on his way, they must have heard about the damage at KDY by now." It would give them the edge, she supposed, people tended not to mess with you when you were standing amid one of the galaxies well known superweapons. Decomissioned or not, Arri didn't fully believe that in any case.
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Post by Corey Dooku on May 4, 2011 22:03:45 GMT -5
Corey walks down to the bay as he feels the ship securing to Corellia space station. A loud noise is heard as the air pressure gives the sound of it being secured. The Door opens as Corellian guards meet up with Corey and his crew. The guard looks at Corey with concerns on his mind to as why would the Grey Jedi send a YV ship to their space. His rank was clear he did not have say in the matter, but his attitude gives it all away.
Guard “Kage Dooku, welcome to the space station. We are instructed to escort you to the security post here on the space station.”
Corey stares at the guard and turns ordering only the Tech crew and the Vice Admiral to disembark God’s Hand. Corey turn his attention back to the guard when he feels Selena as a smile comes to his face but then another sense comes to him as his smile disappears.
Corey “So, where is the crew that was on my ship? I hope no harm has come to them.”
Guard “Sir, no one is harm as far as I know, but your ship could have caused a huge panic among our people.”
Corey attitude changed somewhat after hearing the guard
Corey “Sorry, but we did not mean any harm. She is one of a kind and is very important to the Order.”
Nothing else was said as Corey senses was picking up another that he had met as he taps his saber as he continued on to the Security post.
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Post by Zanear the Edge on May 10, 2011 0:44:07 GMT -5
As the airlocks open, Zanear takes the lead. He walks down the artifical hall towards the guards, his hands shown clearly in front of him. We mean you no harm, he says, coming to a stop a few meters away. Putting the power of the Force into his voice, he uses Mind Trick to aid in his story. We szeek only to return to Kage Dooku what is his. We are simple maintanice crew, we can go about our business. The captain of the guard looks at Zanear somewhat mistrustful, but then slowly nods his head. Alright, move along then, go report to the Security Checkpoint. He then waves his men on, who are a bit unsure, but follow orders presicely. Once out of sight, Zanear winks at Arri, then moves out of the airlock, and into the station itself. Moving into the very first room he finds, he waves her in to follow him, the door having been open already. Well, that won't last long, we have to get out of these clothes and into something else. And we definitly need to get off this station!
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Post by arri on May 11, 2011 6:39:52 GMT -5
Where did one begin to put herself when another was doing a mind trick? At least, she supposed Zanear was using one, because for a moment there, even she was convinced. Not knowing where to look, she kept her eyes forward, a confidence to her gait that would hopefully give Zanear's story some more weight. When the attending officer bid them pass, she couldn't have been happier.
Out of the airlock and into the main station they walked, he dashing off to one side to meddle with the security settings on one of the nearby doors, she assumed, before he beconned her in with him. When the door closed with a whoosh, they felt they could speak more freely.
Arri nodded emphatically, "Agreed, but where do we go from here, up?" This wasn't a room at all, she realized, but a large haul turbolift, probably designated for transporting heavy cargo to the main levels of the station, definitely not the sort of thing passengers alone would use, but it would be to their advantage if they could work out where it went. That and it was possibly their best shot at evading the personnel down there.
"If this is like the cargo lifts on the KDY array, we could be taken to a supply storage level, you said they had pretty much everything here, right? Maybe we can find something else to wear there, ditch these disguises." She had already begun to pace, a sure sign that she was thinking, Arri did her talking while she was walking, if ever the saying applied to someone, she had half a mind to suggest she was the reason for it's existance.
"How long do you think that...whatever you did out there, will last?" She asked, sweeping back a errant lock of blonde hair out of her face and behind one ear.
"They might figure out where we have gone, but it's worth a shot, right?"
...And into the fire, she thought tiredly, there really was no rest for the wicked, but the rush, oh the rush she got from these little misadventures was incredible! Like few others. He must have sensed it too, Zanear seemed to thrive on the chaos that swirled around him at times. The look in his eyes when that was the case lit up his entire face, his smirk infectious. They were going to have some fun with this one, Arri knew.
"How far away is Dooku?" There was one soul she hoped she never ran into again, but it made things interesting nevertheless. She wasn't sure he was the forgiving type, and after seeing what he'd done to the Kuat Drive Yards, she had no desire to find out.
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Post by Zanear the Edge on May 11, 2011 22:13:01 GMT -5
Out of the airlock and into the main station they walked, he dashing off to one side to meddle with the security settings on one of the nearby doors, she assumed, before he beckoned her in with him. When the door closed with a whoosh, they felt they could speak more freely. Arri nodded emphatically, "Agreed, but where do we go from here, up?" This wasn't a room at all, she realized, but a large haul turbolift, probably designated for transporting heavy cargo to the main levels of the station, definitely not the sort of thing passengers alone would use, but it would be to their advantage if they could work out where it went. That and it was possibly their best shot at evading the personnel down there. He looked around, thinking in his head and making an attempt to get his bearings. I don't think up is a good idea. What we really need is a... and thats when his voice trailed off, his eyes focusing on some object directly behind the blonde Kuati hottie. Between a pair of load lifters and some piles of parts, was a broken hydraulic pump, one that was from a large ship by the looks of it. Grinning, he nodded toward it with his head. How do you feel about getting a little dirty?, he asked teasingly, moving towards the pump as an idea had already begun forming in his mind. "If this is like the cargo lifts on the KDY array, we could be taken to a supply storage level, you said they had pretty much everything here, right? Maybe we can find something else to wear there, ditch these disguises." She had already begun to pace, a sure sign that she was thinking, Arri did her talking while she was walking, if ever the saying applied to someone, she had half a mind to suggest she was the reason for it's existence. "How long do you think that...whatever you did out there, will last?" She asked, sweeping back a errant lock of blonde hair out of her face and behind one ear. "They might figure out where we have gone, but it's worth a shot, right?" And so he began to grease his hands, parts of his face and arms, tearing the jacket part off and stuffing it into one of the worst of the junk pile. That left his bright orange pants. he dumped some grease on the floor and laid down on his back, putting the bottom of his pants and legs into the grease, making a monkey wrench of himself, getting nice and dirty. There, I look quite the maintenance jockey now, eh? You ready for me to grease you up? He spoke that mischievously, a glint in his eye that she had come to recognize. ...And into the fire, she thought tiredly, there really was no rest for the wicked, but the rush, oh the rush she got from these little misadventures was incredible! Like few others. He must have sensed it too, Zanear seemed to thrive on the chaos that swirled around him at times. The look in his eyes when that was the case lit up his entire face, his smirk infectious. They were going to have some fun with this one, Arri knew. "How far away is Dooku?" There was one soul she hoped she never ran into again, but it made things interesting nevertheless. She wasn't sure he was the forgiving type, and after seeing what he'd done to the Kuat Drive Yards, she had no desire to find out. he spat out the words. We will be long gone and he will have his precious ship back. We should be beneath his notice. At least Zanear believed that, but there was that tingle in the back of his head that said 'Not so fast!' Lets send the lift down, and start carrying some of this junk out. It will look as if we are removing parts and maybe doing repairs. Maintenance often goes ignored most of the time. At least that was his experience, but not always. |
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Post by Corey Dooku on May 12, 2011 18:26:01 GMT -5
As Corey gets to the Security Post, he first looks around to see if anyone that was out of place. Nothing he thought then he smiles as he speaks to the Captain of the shift.
Corey “Sir, I would like to know what happened to the crew of my new ship that landed here?”
Captain “Sir, we had sent a security team to get them. But nothing yet to report.”
Corey “Well I see, but don’t you find it kind of odd that we landed after them but got here first?’
Corey looks at the Captain using the force to make only subjection in his mind.
Corey (It’s best that you send a alert out. Don’t want them to get lost or think that they are spies or anything.) The Captain looks at Corey as speaks, he hit the comlink to all security stations on that level on the flight deck and above.
Captain “This is Captain of the Guards, we have mission pilots that may have gotten lost. All security teams be on the look out for anything unusual. Report back to the Security station if you do.”
The Captain looks at Corey as Corey bows as he turns away.
Corey “May I have 3 of your men to assist me in looking for my flight crew. The information that have about the new ship, would make them a target if anyone has seen the ship.”
Captain “Very well sir, I will stay here and wait any news of your pilots. You there go with Kage Dooku, give him everything he needs to help find them.”
Corey walks out as he smiles , then his senses of someone was moving away from him. He took off as the security team follows him down the hallway. As Corey runs he thinks to himself.
“Whoever you are, we will find out how you flown my ship. So that has to make you force sensitive.”
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Post by arri on May 15, 2011 9:38:57 GMT -5
Arri followed Zanears line of sight with her own, seeing only piles of disused junk where he was seeing ideas. It hadn't ever occurred to her that any of this stuff could be useful, but then she hadn't been doing these kinds of things for years. If he hadn't, he was doing a very good impression of someone who had been forced to use everything to their own devices from time to time.
While his first statement was cut short, she watched with curiosity as he walked over to one of the piles of junk, some form of disused pump, and began to look it over more closely. His second had her drawing back in complete confusion alltogether.
"I hardly think now is the time to be...Oh" Realization dawned on the blonde a split second after she had engaged her mouth, and now she just felt foolish. A deep blush rising to her pale skin she did her best to hide it, but in the end couldn't resist a small chuckle of her own. "Ten out of ten for misinterpretation, I'm up for all suggestions at the minute."
Where they went from here could mean the difference between a successful getaway and a lifetime of problems for them both. Making the correct choice under that pressure wasn't exactly easy, at least not for Arri. After gaining so much, the loss would be great and she dare thought that Zanear wouldn't appreciate the alternatives either. Though here they were again, chasing excitement.
"I'm all ears." She said finally, an avid glint in her green eyes.
To her surprise, he really wasn't joking. In fact, what followed had her struggling to stop herself from falling about laughing, he looked like a child experiencing their first discovery of what happened when you mixed soil with water. Arri didn't hold back when he proceeded to then sit in the mess he'd been making all over the place, smearing the oily grime in thick swathes of darkness to cover the emblems on the work uniform.
When he was done and turned to her, she had already gotten the jist of just how messy they would need to be to better disguise themselves.
"I can't believe I am saying this but, grease me up, I'll tackle the front and you the back." A wry grin twisted her lips cheekily, "And mind where you're putting your hands, I don't think even the filthiest of skivvies gets those places covered in...well I don't want to know what this is." Prior to commencing that interesting endeavour, she twisted slightly to face him, then gave him a short but sweet kiss before she would be too mucky to do so without getting that slop all over eachother.
And with that she reached down to pick up large handfuls of the disgusting black glop, rubbing it between her hands for a second or two before smearing it down the front of her coveralls. It would just appear as if she'd used every scrap of clean fabric to wipe her dirty hands on, and that was the general idea. The smell was all chemical, not that it would matter, she didn't think this would come out for at least a standard core world week. For effect, Arri smeared a couple of streaks on her cheek with the back of one hand, this was one faulty pump and anyone within the realms of sense would just let them pass rather than get covered in what they were.
"I wouldn't dismiss Dooku so lightly, you saw what he did to that hanger, and that was when he was facing down several others." The blonde councilled, reaching across to slap her palm against the touchpanel that sent the lift moving downwards with a decidedly bone-jarring screech of gears. How old was this thing? "I trust your judgement, but I get the impression we really don't have the full story. Did Selena tell you anything significant while we were aboard?"
Her attention soon turned back to what they were doing in the here and now, appropriating several mucky pieces of junk to haul out of here, nothing too cumbersome of energy draining, Arri waited for the lift to grind to a halt and the signal light to switch to green before shifting a wary look at the falleen again.
"Looks like we're here, story straight? Because I don't know about you, but that force thingy you did back up above is a lot better than anything I could say to them." A hilarious notion that the first time in her entire life that she had ever stuck out anywhere, it would be the one and only time she really didn't want to. "You're really going to have to explain how you do that one day."
The doors rolled back revealing a darkened hangar-sized space beyond, filled with all kinds of machinery she had never seen, much less could she have given a name to it. The heat that radiated out from within hit them like a wall, teasing her blond tresses into dancing about a little in the sudden uprising of temperature.
"Now we're filthy and sweaty, we just keep finding all the good places, don't we?"
Little did she realize that they now had someone on their trail.
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Post by Zanear the Edge on May 19, 2011 11:59:13 GMT -5
Grinning, he nodded toward it with his head. How do you feel about getting a little dirty?, he asked teasingly, moving towards the pump as an idea had already begun forming in his mind. Arri followed Zanears line of sight with her own, seeing only piles of disused junk where he was seeing ideas. While his first statement was cut short, she watched with curiosity as he walked over to one of the piles of junk, some form of disused pump, and began to look it over more closely. His second had her drawing back in complete confusion altogether. "I hardly think now is the time to be...Oh" Realization dawned on the blonde a split second after she had engaged her mouth, and now she just felt foolish. A deep blush rising to her pale skin she did her best to hide it, but in the end couldn't resist a small chuckle of her own. "Ten out of ten for misinterpretation, I'm up for all suggestions at the minute."He snickered at her embarrassment. Naughty naughty girl, is that all you can think about? he said teasingly. I'll take care of that itch for you later, he said with mirth, and smacked her bottom with a dirty greased up hand. "I'm all ears." She said finally, an avid glint in her green eyes. To her surprise, he really wasn't joking. In fact, what followed had her struggling to stop herself from falling about laughing, he looked like a child experiencing their first discovery of what happened when you mixed soil with water. Arri didn't hold back when he proceeded to then sit in the mess he'd been making all over the place, smearing the oily grime in thick swathes of darkness to cover the emblems on the work uniform. When he was done and turned to her, she had already gotten the gist of just how messy they would need to be to better disguise themselves. "I can't believe I am saying this but, grease me up, I'll tackle the front and you the back." A wry grin twisted her lips cheekily, "And mind where you're putting your hands, I don't think even the filthiest of skivvies gets those places covered in...well I don't want to know what this is." Prior to commencing that interesting endeavor, she twisted slightly to face him, then gave him a short but sweet kiss before she would be too mucky to do so without getting that slop all over each other. And with that she reached down to pick up large handfuls of the disgusting black glop, rubbing it between her hands for a second or two before smearing it down the front of her coveralls. It would just appear as if she'd used every scrap of clean fabric to wipe her dirty hands on, and that was the general idea. The smell was all chemical, not that it would matter, she didn't think this would come out for at least a standard core world week. For effect, Arri smeared a couple of streaks on her cheek with the back of one hand, this was one faulty pump and anyone within the realms of sense would just let them pass rather than get covered in what they were. After they had gotten good and greased up, he looked her, appraising the mess she was. It was a good disguise, he was rather proud of himself. "I wouldn't dismiss Dooku so lightly, you saw what he did to that hanger, and that was when he was facing down several others." The blonde councilled, reaching across to slap her palm against the touchpanel that sent the lift moving downwards with a decidedly bone-jarring screech of gears. How old was this thing? "I trust your judgment, but I get the impression we really don't have the full story. Did Selena tell you anything significant while we were aboard?" When the lift jolted and shook, he almost fell over. He didn't expect that, and his eyebrows raised. Looking back to Arri, he just shook his head. That whole mess was a simple misunderstanding. While Dooku might be a Master of the Force and leader of a dead religion, I think out of that whole group I was the most dangerous. There was a glint in his eyes, like a challenge had been issued, and he was ready for it. He might be big and crazy, but I'm better.He thought about what she said next, and nodded in the affirmative. I'm sure your right, we don't know the whole story. As far as Selena goes...she did leave me a 'gift'. He seemed a bit distant at that statement, but then shook his head as if to clear the cobwebs. That is something I'll have to figure out later. But for now...Her attention soon turned back to what they were doing in the here and now, appropriating several mucky pieces of junk to haul out of here, nothing too cumbersome of energy draining, Arri waited for the lift to grind to a halt and the signal light to switch to green before shifting a wary look at the falleen again. "Looks like we're here, story straight? Because I don't know about you, but that force thingy you did back up above is a lot better than anything I could say to them." A hilarious notion that the first time in her entire life that she had ever stuck out anywhere, it would be the one and only time she really didn't want to. "You're really going to have to explain how you do that one day."The doors rolled back revealing a darkened hangar-sized space beyond, filled with all kinds of machinery she had never seen, much less could she have given a name to it. The heat that radiated out from within hit them like a wall, teasing her blond tresses into dancing about a little in the sudden uprising of temperature. "Now we're filthy and sweaty, we just keep finding all the good places, don't we?"Little did she realize that they now had someone on their trail. Walking out he began by dragging the heaviest of items towards the open door. The room was expansive, and numerous droids moved about. In the center of the room was a large smelting fire, where loads of junk were being tossed in. Conveyor belts of all sizes went to and from the smelter, taking junk in and moving molten metal out. Presses and dies filled the room, and Zanear took a moment to look around. He saw a few humans working, some sleeping, but all minding their own business. Whoever as Zanear and Arri began offloading junk, several droids came over and began taking the junk away as well, so much so that Zanear let his load alone and walked towards a small alcove, where a small office seemed to be. Inside was a human male, filthy and taking on a corded comm. He seemed to be arguing with someone on the other end. No, I haven't seen anybody down here. No i don't need a security detail. Look, whatever. You want to send someone down to check, go right ahead. But really, nobody's crazy enough to come down here. Alright, bye. he hung up the comm with a slam, and grunted as he turned back to his paperwork. 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Post by Corey Dooku on May 21, 2011 6:44:34 GMT -5
As Corey rushes towards where he believes what he was sensing it began to get stronger. The security guards follow as best they could as they watched Corey stop. A turbolift is where Corey finds himself as he bends down as his Force senses finally tells him who he has been chasing.
Corey “Zanear! But how did he get his hands on Selena? “
Corey anger for Zanear starts to grow as he bald his fist, the guards stop as he look at Corey. Corey starts to think to himself as he looks down the turbolift.
Corey (How did Selena allow him to fly her? Did he harm her into using her to get here? (As he stands) So why is he running now and he must know I am chasing him by now .)
Guard “Sir, is everything alright?”
Corey shake his head as he look over at the Guard “Yes, I just don’t understand why here.”
Guard “Sir, the turbolift leads down.”
Corey nods as the turbolift stops as they all gets on and heads down. Only thing Corey can think about is catching Zanear, the turbolift stops as they exits Corey feels his presence even more in the force. He was close, he takes off using force speed leaving the guards behind. Pulling out his saber and igniting it.
Corey "NOTHING WILL STOP ME THIS TIME!!"
The guards does their best to no end, they lost him as they stop and turns to hit the comlink to report in.
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Post by El Supremo on May 27, 2011 16:50:55 GMT -5
The guards chase after COrey for a short distance yelling for him to stop. After a short pause, one of them stops and lets his cohorts carry on their futile chase after the Kage. He presses a button on the side of his helmet, activiating a secure com-connection to his superior at CorSec.
"Sir, yes sir, he has gone ballistic once again, we didn't even have to do anything. Something has driven that man off the edge.
*pause as the other party speaks*
Yes sir, he pulled his lightsaber and is chasing after someone, probably his cohorts or whatever that came in on that odd ship he claims is his.
*Pause*
Understood sir, will return to the hanger. The rest of the unit is trying to stick with him."
Ignoring his comrades as they go running off out of sight, the solitary guard turns around and heads back the way they had all came. As he approaches the hanger with Dooku's ship, he is jostled by the force of the explosion in a nearby hanger, as he grabs the wall to keep himself upright, he smiles knowing Corellia now has it's excuse to secede.
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Post by arri on May 28, 2011 11:54:39 GMT -5
Shrugging, and then following suit, Arri picked up whatever junk she could, anything remotely interesting looking, and then passed through the doors into the space beyond.
Dimly lit by what could only really pass for glow rods and the eerie glow of furnaces at the far end of the chamber, the space stank to high heaven of grease and chemical spills that left her with a nasty metallic tang on her tongue. Resolving not to breathe in too deeply, she did her best not to cough up a storm and invite more attention their way than was necessary.
Zanear had lead the way towards the booth that the foreman was using as an office, he seemed to be deep in conversation with someone. Knowing that Zanear would undoubtedly have sensed impending danger if there was any great risk to them, she simply trusted that what he was doing was going to get them through. And it did...astoundingly.
Rather than gracing them with a look, the man sat behind the desk, feet propped up on it's grainy surface, lazily stressing at whoever was on the end of that connection, waved them through without so much as a word. Bewildered, Arri wasn't going to look that one in the mouth, she did pass on by, taking the pile of scrap with her to deposit in one of the hoppers that passed on it's way to the furnaces.
"That was easy." She whispered when she was able to draw close to Zanear, "So how are we doing?" And by that she meant a few things, how far was Dooku from their current location, how far off from getting the hell off this station were they and most importantly, what did they have to do to avoid detection at all from here on out.
All they had to do was survive long enough to get away from centerpoint, the rest should happen without consequence.
"You know I'm starting to wish we had picked another location, something doesn't seem right here, everyone is...I don't know, on edge. Selena didn't boast anything even remotely like a holonet tranceiver, I couldn't keep up to date on the news while you were out like a light." Depositing her last handful of scrap items, she turned to look at him fully, a small smile twisting her lips into a grin when she saw what he looked like, highlighted by the dim glow of a nearby glowpanel...he looked rather much like she must have, a dispicable mess. It was amusing.
"We both might as well have been in a trance back there." She was looking around for their nearest, most convenient exit. But all of them seemed to hold some sort of risk that deterred. So what now? Did they just wait until the foreman signed them off for the day? No, that would draw far too much attention to them.
"We need to find a cloakroom, somewhere we can switch these uniforms for others, then make it up the way."
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Post by Zanear the Edge on Jun 14, 2011 13:22:48 GMT -5
Knowing that Zanear would undoubtedly have sensed impending danger if there was any great risk to them, she simply trusted that what he was doing was going to get them through. And it did...astoundingly. Rather than gracing them with a look, the man sat behind the desk, feet propped up on it's grainy surface, lazily stressing at whoever was on the end of that connection, waved them through without so much as a word. Bewildered, Arri wasn't going to look that one in the mouth, she did pass on by, taking the pile of scrap with her to deposit in one of the hoppers that passed on it's way to the furnaces. "That was easy." She whispered when she was able to draw close to Zanear, "So how are we doing?" And by that she meant a few things, how far was Dooku from their current location, how far off from getting the hell off this station were they and most importantly, what did they have to do to avoid detection at all from here on out. All they had to do was survive long enough to get away from Centerpoint, the rest should happen without consequence. "You know I'm starting to wish we had picked another location, something doesn't seem right here, everyone is...I don't know, on edge. Selena didn't boast anything even remotely like a holonet tranceiver, I couldn't keep up to date on the news while you were out like a light." Depositing her last handful of scrap items, she turned to look at him fully, a small smile twisting her lips into a grin when she saw what he looked like, highlighted by the dim glow of a nearby glowpanel...he looked rather much like she must have, a dispicable mess. It was amusing. "We both might as well have been in a trance back there." She was looking around for their nearest, most convenient exit. But all of them seemed to hold some sort of risk that deterred. So what now? Did they just wait until the foreman signed them off for the day? No, that would draw far too much attention to them. "We need to find a cloakroom, somewhere we can switch these uniforms for others, then make it up the way." he whispered back, his Force senses growing more and more agitated by the second. Dooku was scouring the Force for his presence, he could feel it like an eye, ever seekinbg, ever looking, drawn to him by his own signature. He glanced back and peered down the dark corridor they had entered. There was a bit of commotion at the turbolift but it was rather far away. Turning back to Arri, his expression had changed dramitically. Grasping her arm tightly, he drew her to him, kissing her with a fiery passion. As he did so he reached into his interior pocket and pulled out a very large denomonation credit chip. He had swindled a few million credits on the trip to Kuat, but she needed the money more then he did at the moment. Slipping them into her pockets, he patted the spot with his hand. Letting go just as quickly, he turned her away from him and spoke to her urgently. You must go, move quickly without running. Find that cloak room, change into a pilot or some such. Find the hanger, but for Chaos sake you have to get off this station! He paused briefly looking back, then looked her in the eyes. I will find you, I promise. Now go!And with that he swatted her rear playfully, then headed toward Dooku's presence. Corey nods as the turbolift stops as they all gets on and heads down. Only thing Corey can think about is catching Zanear, the turbolift stops as they exits Corey feels his presence even more in the force. He was close, he takes off using force speed leaving the guards behind. Pulling out his saber and igniting it. Corey "NOTHING WILL STOP ME THIS TIME!!" The guards do their best to no end, they lost him as they stop and turns to hit the comlink to report in. That yell stops all the workers and they turn to look, the power of the Force is reverbated in it. Even the foreman, lazily lounging in his office stands up straight, Corey's imposing size and sudden outbusrt causing him to gape in awe. And then like a blur he moves through the smelting factory, running and leaping, closing in on his target; a lone, filthy worker standing at the near end of a dark corridor. His hands in his pockets, he stands as a guardian against entry from the montrous form that races at him. The guards chase after COrey for a short distance yelling for him to stop. After a short pause, one of them stops and lets his cohorts carry on their futile chase after the Kage. He presses a button on the side of his helmet, activiating a secure com-connection to his superior at CorSec. "Sir, yes sir, he has gone ballistic once again, we didn't even have to do anything. Something has driven that man off the edge.
*pause as the other party speaks*
Yes sir, he pulled his lightsaber and is chasing after someone, probably his cohorts or whatever that came in on that odd ship he claims is his.
*Pause*
Understood sir, will return to the hanger. The rest of the unit is trying to stick with him." Zanear can see several guards following Dooku, he knows enough of military protocol to understand what will happen next. I just have to delay here long enough for her to escape, he thinks to himself. |
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Post by Corey Dooku on Jun 17, 2011 18:34:41 GMT -5
Corey watches as Arri leaves the area, but no matter he was not after her but Zanear was his target. He was going to make him pay for all the trouble he caused, it did not matter what the cost. As the guards was in the distance behind him, it was all the time he needed to get even with Zanear. The anger was building as he leaped over of containers.
You could see the hate in his eyes as he pull his right arm back with his saber ignited.
“You will pay for your crimes, you will pay Zanear.”
As his body starts to come down he knows Zanear will make a move so the next move was his, but he was ready for it.
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Post by Zanear the Edge on Jun 18, 2011 2:34:46 GMT -5
The Falleen could feel the hate in Corey's eyes but he didn't let it distract him. So when the Grey Jedi reared back and swung his lightsaber down at him, he simply bent his back and slipped to his left, sliding his left leg back behind him to make himself a smaller target. The red blade hissed past him by a few inches, but the Falleen did not strike back. He simply kept his hands in his pockets and maintained eye contact with the much larger man. He also refrained from speaking.
Time would either be his ally or his enemy, it just all depended on what happened in these next few moments.
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Post by Corey Dooku on Jun 18, 2011 9:23:02 GMT -5
Corey lands as he looks over his shoulder and watches the other one leaves the area. He looks back at Zanear an wonders why he is not fighting back, but only dodging his attack. Corey was not expecting that move, he looks at Zanear but only wonders what angle he is playing this time. He remembers he played the Security force on KDY to attack him and maybe this is his same move here. Corey turns off his saber as he stares at Zanear. “How were you able to fly Selena? What lie did you tell her to aide you to leave KDY? “ Corey looks just over Zanear’s shoulder as spots the Security team heading their way. Time was now almost gone, and it appears that Zanear was not going to fight. Corey looks at him and he wanted answers . ***The following extract has been edited out since the Admiral is not force sensitive, thus he would not have precognition.****His comlink goes off.
Admiral “Sir, it appears that the Security is now after you and the pilots of your ship. Its time to go, and I have sent a team to secure your living ship. I don’t know how much time we have but we must act now.”
Corey does not answer the Admiral back but Zanear also heard the concern from the Admiral
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Post by arri on Jun 18, 2011 9:58:23 GMT -5
To suddenly be in the midst of looking around for a means of escape and then be pulled into a kiss like that was surprising to say the least. Arri's eyes widened for those first few moments before she felt him slip something into the pocket of her grubby coveralls, dropping her gaze to take a glance inconspicuously. She couldn't see what he'd put in there, but she had a fair idea. He was going to suggest she go on ahead, wasn't he?
And he had said that Dooku was of no consequence, while he might be able to handle that, she didn't like the idea of leaving him behind one little bit. Why couldn't they both make good their escape?
Just as that thought rattled through her mind, commotion at the back of the room, the dindgey one they had just traversed to get here, drew her breathless attention that way and she felt fear wash through her veins all over again. He had found them, he knew they were here but she didn't know how he'd done it. Had Selena betrayed them?
"Go? Go where, where are you going?!" There wasn't time for this, the urgency with which he turned her about face and 'sped' her on her way told her that much. But she couldn't just leave him here without a means of escape himself.
Dooku was making his way across the floor now, all forboding and anger, the darkness seemed to cling to him like a cloying lover lost and Arri couldn't even begin to discribe how that had manifested it's self. It was just like that time in the cantina, back on Kuat. He'd been fine when she had been shown around his ship, but something had then changed in him...and with it everything had fallen into chaos.
"Come with me, there's still time!" She urged, but Zanear had already turned around to face the approaching storm.
Uttering a curse under her breath she knew she wasn't going to get an answer from him now, and using her fear and determination to spur her on, she retreated from the scene via means of the only exit that side of the room.
The last glance she spared the occupants, Corey was still approaching and Zanear standing his ground. Perhaps she could find a weapons cache and return? No - that was foolhardy, security would be crawling all over this place by the end of things and she would only end up getting arrested, captured or worse. So long as she was free, she could plot the next move carefully and return for him.
Now that sounded a lot better than being a bloody minded fool.
Rushing out into the hall beyond, she almost skidded completely onto her side under a trail of her own boot's grease and into the opposite wall. Catching herself unsteadily, she beat a hasty retreat down the corridoor, doing her best to dodge personnel and droids heading up the other way, crashing into a few of the latter as she went, only to send them sprawling in a cacaphony of dismayed mechanized expletives. So much for subtle.
Out of breath it was adrenaline that kept her going, she needed a place to get out of this gear...and she found it, about two thirds of the way down the corridor, an open door into a crampt changing area.
Slipping in through the door she found it vacant, so depressed the touchpad on the side panel and locked that door behind her. With little time to catch her breath, she shrugged her way out of the clingy mass of rags that was her disguise, bundling them up and shoving them beneath one of the benches beside the storage lockers. There had to be something here she could clean herself up with....
Green eyed gaze skimming the room for something useful, Arri settled for a set of neatly folded workers uniforms, taking the top most to wipe the sludge from her hands and face. It wasn't a sanisteam, but it would have to do. The rest would suffice until she could get anywhere near a transport bound for Corellia proper.
Heart pounding, she was still running on vapors, if security shut this place down tight, it would spell doom for their little plan before it had even begun. Zanear had to have a plan though...right?
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