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Post by Rayn Ares on Oct 7, 2012 20:10:02 GMT -8
It had been 10 minutes since planetary security had hailed them asking for their access codes. Far longer than it usually took to get clearance. Madalorians, though thorough, were very punctual.
"Sorry about the stop. I need to make sure this ship is fully up to spec before we go sneaking into the Imperial capital."
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Post by Marekis Mudane on Oct 7, 2012 20:46:23 GMT -8
"No go ahead take your time, really, it's not like we're in any kind of hurry or anything. Go ahead as we watch the galaxy be destroyed from the inside out!"
He sat back in his seat, crossing his arms in detest. He seemed to be in a hurry what ever reason.
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Post by Rayn Ares on Oct 7, 2012 21:50:28 GMT -8
"Shadow Dagger, you cleared for landing. You may proceed to land at MandalMotors bay 52-I."
Rayn brought the fighter down in a tight arc, landing swiftly, but softly.
"Don't go too far. Maintenance shouldn't take more than an hour or two."
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Post by Marekis Mudane on Oct 7, 2012 22:40:07 GMT -8
He shrugged. It was going to take some time, so there was nothing to do but wander the station. Marekis had never been to Mandalore, so it was a new experience. It was exciting, although sickening. Marekis was going through some internal change as of recently. He actually gave a damn about something for once. Although it still wasn't clear what that was just yet.
Marekis strolled around the docking station for awhile till the site got stale. After some time he wandered down a lone hall way. Workers were busily pushing past him, trying their best to do their jobs to their fullest. Marekis smiled a moment at one younger member scrambling to make his bearings around the station, tripping over himself, stuttering to older officials. He laughed as he turned the corner, when his smile melted from his face.
Before him, about 30 meters away, stood a large mass of muscle and tendon. THis was not the first time seeing this mass before. He once had met it before and had busted his arm from the meet. He resented the memory rather fiercely. Marekis readied himself to approach the meaty man, but soon pulled himself in reverse and rounded the corner again. No need to make a scene right?
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Post by Skeang on Oct 8, 2012 22:24:52 GMT -8
(thanks for using the thread I made guys)
Skeang finally felt what he had been looking for, he watched as Rayn's ship entered just a short distance from his perch. Skeang jumped from the side of the building coming down hard outside the facility. Being able to sense the two from inside the building Skeang quickly made his way through the halls. With increasing speed he moved toward where he sensed Rayn and whoever he had been traveling with, until suddenly the two moved apart. Skeang resolved to find Rayn first, figuring the route to getting his information was quicker if he explained the situation to someone he knew. Heading toward where he suspected Rayn he suddenly noticed some dark power nearby, it felt vaguely familiar but Skeang was too concerned with his current predicament to try to figure why it felt like that. He continued toward Rayn's location as opposed to tracking it down, if this sith was traveling with Rayn then finding Rayn would lead him to it sooner or later. Finally after several minutes of fast walking he saw Rayn, shouting from a short distance away, "Rayn Ares, just who I was looking for."
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Post by Jax Xefern on Oct 10, 2012 11:49:04 GMT -8
Jax Xefern had been leaning way back in his chair, idly counting the molecules in the ceiling in his imagination, when a beep from the security station he'd dusted off in the offices caught his attention like a lightning bolt in his living room. His feet came off the console and his boots hit the floor hard as he dove for the flashing light that had emitted the warning. Slapping the button he waited for the feeds to come up and made a sound of relief. The thing was on the move, finally, and it looked like it had intent to be somewhere in a hurry.
Security cams and broadcast feeds from various helmets allowed him to track the being across MandelMotors without interruption while he grabbed up his own gear. Placing his black helmet on his head he switched the feeds coming to a tiny screen in his HUD while tasking the security station with tracking the creature. Whatever it had been waiting for was there. As he left the room Jax sent a comm request to Mandalore ATC, requesting a list of all incoming flights for the last standard hour. On many planets that would be dozens and dozens of vessels but on Mandalore it was more likely to be somewhere in the region of five including Imperial inspectors.
The list was streaming on the far right side of Jax's HUD when he came around a corner and slowed to a halt. Just in time for the massive Mandalorian to witness the creature he'd been tasked to watch waive down an apparent human. Well... that hadn't turned out to be nearly as exciting as he'd expected to be... Jax shrugged and merely stood his ground, watching to see what would happen next. He'd been short contracted by the brass at MandelMotors to watch the Gen'dai and make sure he didn't cause too much trouble so if all it was going to do was talk to some guy there was nothing to do but keep an eye on it.
Jax quietly shouldered his heavy blaster and hooked his left thumb in his belt while his right hand hung loose near the heavily modified Bryar Pistol on his thigh. Nobody was paying him to be subtle, no one had suggested he sneak around, so he did neither as he stood a ways off watching the two beings make contact. His armor was perfectly cleaned and freshly maintained (he'd had plenty of down time while waiting for this event), and his fee for the job had quickly been paid in the form of software updates for his HUD. Nothing to do but watch... again.
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Post by Rayn Ares on Oct 23, 2012 17:58:14 GMT -8
Rayn was busy signing various forms and documents when he heard a booming, but familiar voice call out to him.
"Skeang!?" He was shocked when he turned and saw his hulking comrade from years ago.
He dropped the forms he had been reviewing and strode over to meet the Gen'dai. "I 'm glad to see there hasn't been anything big enough to kill you yet!" he said jokingly, giving him a pat on the arm. "So tell me- how is it that I'm meeting you here on Mandalore?"
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Post by Skeang on Oct 24, 2012 19:52:07 GMT -8
Skeang was glad to see that his last encounter with Rayn had left a positive impression on him. He chuckled at the prospect of something big enough to kill him. "I wish I was here to just say hello but Lents let me know where you were because a... less than reliable source informed me that you are traveling with someone. And it is of the up most importance that I get a chance to talk to him." Skeang looked around, at this point he wasn't taking any chances with how thorough the shaper had been in his surveillance. He leaned in, "I hate to impose but the lives of all my neo-jedi hang in the balance"
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Post by Jax Xefern on Jan 25, 2013 12:40:31 GMT -8
Jax kept his systems aimed at them, particular his directional sound mic. He doubted this was all some big show to steal or sabotage as oblique a target as MandelMotors but he wasn't getting paid to guess either. The credits were rolling in on this job because the targets had bad timing (extending his per diam out to something neither he nor his employers had counted on) and because nobody but Mandalorians tended to spend much time on Mandalore. Even the Imperials had learned that the planet was no place for shore leave.
The being that had gained his attention, and those who operated MandelMotors, had intercepted another being and the two were whispering about something. Jax wasn't sure just what the devil a Neo-Jedi was but he was fairly certain the Sith wouldn't be happy to find one on Mandalore. Still, not what he was being paid for. On that front it was so far so good as the matter being discussed didn't seem to have anything to do with Mandalore, the Mandalorians, or anything else in the immediate vicinity.
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