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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 20, 2011 20:47:11 GMT -5
"By Grapthar's Hammer... I'm gonna die!" Jensen says quietly as he sees the well rounded and firm rear of ParJai rounds the corner to get out of sight. She looks like a heavenly angel right out of heaven and Jensen can't help but be slightly turned on... blue milk did that body good indeed. He finishes his cup of caf as ParJai tests the frequency to sync up with his own; he smiles as he then hears ParJai comment about his crew, he puts the buy'ce on and hits the transmitter. "Whilsen doesn't scare easily, he's been with me since I left the Protectorate, that should tell you something right there. Next to you and me, he's probably killed more Vongese than either of us."
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Post by Parjai Daala on Jan 20, 2011 20:55:51 GMT -5
PJ puts her buy'ce on the kama. Strapping on her beskad, DE-10 blaster pistol, and mandalorian assault rifle. Checking her black and gold armor and helm, she turns to Jensen. "Still fits properly." Cocking her head, she listens to the sounds of the city. "Our chariot awaits Jensen. You had them land on the roof, good call!" Heading to the steps to the roof, she turns and smiles. "You coming or want me to captain your ship myself?"
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 20, 2011 22:03:55 GMT -5
"I didn't have him land anywhere," Jensen begins to say as the sound of a ship landing overhead can be heard. "he knows how I roll." Making sure he has everything; weapons, armor, shebs, the essentails are where they need to be and Jensen follows ParJai out the door, up the lift to the roof and towards the Vassal, Jensen's M22-T Krayt gunship. The old broad has seen better days, carbon scoring and several areas of patched and, more than likely illegally, modified hull work and system utilities on the old ship."Ah, now there's my baby..." The ramp to the Vassal lowers and Whilsen, Jensen's modified YVH-2 Series battle droid comes walking down and greets him. "Greetings meatbag, and how are you feeling? "Shut it, Whilsen, say hi to ParJai and take the ladies gear would you?" Jensen jots back at his driod companion. "What do I look like, a frakkin bellhop droid?" Whilsen says to Jensen, its apparent that Jensen is the one that programmed him before turning his attention to ParJai. "Greetings female Meatbag, welcome aboard." |
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Post by Parjai Daala on Jan 20, 2011 22:10:44 GMT -5
Taking the bag herself, she looks at the droid. "Meatbag, I like that!" walking up the ramp and using the com to lock down the house, she places her things in the locker. The weapons and bag fit perfectly, turning her attention to Jensen, she sits next to him. "OK, the droid isn't so bad, dealt with worse from humans." Strapping on the safety harness, she locks it down and checks the straightener and harness. "I am ready when you are Jensen!"
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Post by Jensen Vizsla on Jan 20, 2011 22:31:37 GMT -5
"Yeah, he's getting better with the humor." Jensen says as he nestles into his seat. From the back of the ship, Whilsen can be heard replying.
"I'll be here all week, try the nerf."
"Yeah, quite the kidder that one is." Jensen says as he hits the thrusters and blasts off towards orbit. Very quickly, the Vassal is hailed by air traffic control.
"Unidentified vessel, reduce your ascension speed immediately." the voice says over the ships speakers.
"No." Jensen says as he flips a switch, killing transmission due to turning on the Vassal's cloak system, and continues flying with reckless abandon towards orbit and then blasts away into hyperspace.
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