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| Ben_Amir | Date: Friday, 03 Dec 2010, 3:32 PM | Message # 1 |
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| The F-302 would begin its landing sequence. The new Captain of the Alpha Squadron had just finished his very first training exercise as a Lib. However, it wasn’t with his squadmates. He was doing a solo exercise, designed to sharpen up his talent in starfighter combat. The young man hasn’t had time to introduce himself to the squadron he was going to lead in the fight against the Empire. In fact, it was his second day on the job. That’s how recent he had joined the Libs. “Whoa, that was fun.” Ben Amir spoke with a light chuckle through the radiotransmitter inside his fighter, as he had completed the landing sequence by landing the F-302 into the hangar bay of the Libs base on Molavar. The young man would open the cockpit window, and leaned his legs over so his feet could get a handle on the top step of the ladder. While climbing down, he looked left and right. Ben had noticed that the rebellion had done things differently inside the hangar bay than his former pirate comrades would have done. Well, not comrades. He flew with a pirate faction for four years, and didn’t like what he had seen from the pirates despite shooting down several Imperial fighters. Their way of life just doesn’t bode well with Ben, and that was the reason why he recently left to join the rebellion. He hoped that he would be able to fit in the Libs. The Captain climbed down the ladder, looking at the other pilots and mechanics. He wasn’t sure which pilots would be under his command. He was told that he was dubbed Captain because of his experience in starfighter combat against Imperial fighters, despite his age. Most of the pilots were freighter pilots smuggling stuffs. On occasion, they had been lucky in shooting down an Imperial fighter or two. But they don’t have enough experience, plus they have to make some adjustments to flying a fighter rather than a freighter.
Ben decided to leave the hangar bay, bumping into a few people that greeted themselves to him. Apparently, his exploits against Imperials as a pirate had earned some reputation. He decided to shake it off, heading for outside where he would see the soldiers doing a field exercise. The young man was joining the rebellion for his deceased father, killed by the Imperials. He hoped he would be able to free the galaxy from the oppression of the Empire. For now, he simply watched men and women working their butts off in the field…
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| Janar_Cerra | Date: Friday, 03 Dec 2010, 6:54 PM | Message # 2 |
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|  Aricia Carson was a vivacious young woman with personality to spare with wavy brownish blonde hair and lovely large warm hazel eyes that looked into the depth of people’s souls. An odd series of events had brought her to the rebellion and to Molavar. Her mother had been brutally murdered two years ago on Corellia. No one truly knew why but Aricia had a strong feeling that it had been a murder for hire, by the Imperial Officers station on the planet. Helena, Aricia’s mother, spoke out strongly against the Empire and the Imperial Senate, calling them puppets of the Emperor and unable to think for themselves. Helena had even created a small underground resistance group but someone, someone had sold her out. Aricia knew the only reason why she had not been a target was because of her age, she was only fifteen then. With her mother dead, she had no other family, her father was somewhere. She had never met the man and didn’t expect to. She had no idea what side he was on; he could be an Imperial Officer for all she knew. Did he even know he had a daughter? Aricia was currently moving through the complex wearing a lovely green dress with a white ruffled slip and a rustic brown belt that looped around her slender waist, her steps were quick and purposeful, the brown kneel high boots falling heavily upon the dusty ground. She would throw her head back a bit, her golden mane flipping back out of her face. In her arms she cared a few large packages. They were starting to tip in her arms as she tries to keep them balanced and from falling. Her attempts were failing greatly, as the warm breeze caught the larger bottom one and flipped the stack large, wrapped boards up. They were airborne for a moment before they tumbled along the parade field. Aricia moving after them, attempting to pick them up, tucking one safely under her arm as she went after the other two, small little curses coming from under her breath.
Ja'nar Cerra
Queen of Garos IV
Acting Senator to the Republic, Garos IV
Message edited by Janar_Cerra - Friday, 03 Dec 2010, 6:55 PM |
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| Ben_Amir | Date: Saturday, 04 Dec 2010, 3:32 PM | Message # 3 |
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| Ben would take the helmet off, his right arm holding it. He was wearing a flight suit, standard for all the pilots in the Libs. It had seemed to him that this rebellion were more organized than any other rebel factions he have came across. Perhaps it was because the Senators whose were funding the rebellion knew who to recruit, choosing the leaders carefully so that the rest can be trained in guerilla warfare. The young man had been wondering for a moment whether the leaders were chosen because of experience. If so, then it's likely that they had fought in the Clone Wars. He decided to shrug it off almost immediately, knowing that he'll find that sort of information as soon as he starts meeting the members of the resistance. The Captain slowly looked to his right, spotting a beautiful young woman walking nearby. She was around his age, and not wearing a uniform like the rest of the men and women at the base. Was she off-duty or one of the civilians working for the rebellion? He had pondered on that for a moment, but her beauty had distracted him from his thoughts. Her wavy brownish blonde hair and hazel eyes was what caught his attention. Ben watched her walk by for a moment, but all of sudden, something happened. The packages she was carrying had flown out of her arms because of a warm breeze Ben had also sensed precisely at that moment. He'd drop the flight helmet on the ground and went running over to the beautiful lady. The Captain took a knee and grabbed a large package before standing up in front of her. "You alright, ma'am?" He spoke with a hint of respect before handing the package over to her.
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| Janar_Cerra | Date: Tuesday, 07 Dec 2010, 4:21 PM | Message # 4 |
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| Aricia was bit of both actually. She was off-duty at the moment and was currently playing the part of a civilian at least as far as the command of this rebel base was concerned. She had agreed to it when she needed a safe place to stay and hide for a bit. She would brush her hair back from her face as she tucked two of the smaller packages under her left arm and then reached for the one that Ben was handing over “Thank you so much!” she would smile brightly as she took the package from him, “Oh yes, just wonderful, are you alright? You look a bit, well not sure what I would say what you looked like at the moment.” She would giggle a bit as she tries to reposition the packages in her arms.
Ja'nar Cerra
Queen of Garos IV
Acting Senator to the Republic, Garos IV
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| Ben_Amir | Date: Tuesday, 07 Dec 2010, 6:15 PM | Message # 5 |
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| Ben grinned little bit when Aricia smiled, and he allowed for her to take the package from him. "It's no problem, always glad to help a lady out." The Captain winked toward Aricia as if he was flirting. All pilots has a type A personality, so it isn't unusual for him to flirt with a stranger. Ben would then chuckle lightly when she had giggled, perhaps beautiful women has that effect on him. He wasn't usually this cheerful, especially not when he was flying all over the galaxy with the pirates before he came to join the rebellion. Then the Captain nodded, "Uh...yeah, I'm fine. I saw you chasing that down, and I thought you might need a hand." He looked at Aricia for a moment, scanning the lady...subtlety before speaking up once again. "Captain Ben Amir of the Alpha Squadron at your service, and you are?" The young man grabbed one of Aricia's hands and kissed on it lightly out of respect.
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| Janar_Cerra | Date: Thursday, 09 Dec 2010, 4:40 PM | Message # 6 |
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| Aricia would smile brightly, a coy little smile though, “now no one ever said I was a lady” she would laugh a bit her eyes sparkling as she catches the wink and just shakes her head, these fighter pilots thought they were so hot. She roll her eyes slightly, she knew his type and was not in the mood for it suddenly “Mhmmm, and did you think that I needed a hand because I was a female or because you are lonely and want to ask me to dinner?” she asks as she leans the larger of the packages against the side of her right leg, and then he took her hand and kissed, oh by the force, all he got in reply to that was a raised brow “I am not a noble so none of that” she would remove her hand from his, wiping it slightly on the skirt of her dress before lifting the package “Thank you for your help Ben.” She did not introduce herself as she moved off towards the command building, her hips swaying from side to side seductively as she moved away from him, in her mind she was doing a countdown, wondering how long it would take for him to chase after her. (BTW this is at a Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level of 26.3. Which a Flesch Reading Ease of 31.2. Ha!)
Ja'nar Cerra
Queen of Garos IV
Acting Senator to the Republic, Garos IV
Message edited by Janar_Cerra - Thursday, 09 Dec 2010, 4:46 PM |
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| Ben_Amir | Date: Friday, 10 Dec 2010, 4:30 PM | Message # 7 |
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| Ben would chuckle when she was being direct toward him. "Uh..." The pilot was about to speak when the young lady took off, looking at her as she was walking away. The Captain looked at the hips, and it had intrigued him. "Hmm...nice." He whispered to himself, but then he had remembered to chase after her. Ben thought this day was about to get interesting, running to catch up with her. Once he got to her right side, he slowed down to a walk so he could walk with her. "Um...ma'am, you didn't tell me your name. That's the least you could do for me after I help you out, right?" The pilot winked at her once again, grinning little bit at her. "Are you sure you don't need help carrying those packages?"
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