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| Baird | Date: Wednesday, 28 Sep 2011, 0:20 AM | Message # 1 |
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| The journey home, or to a save haven for the time being. Azterri, the inner rim, close to his enemies, yet they'd never suspect a thing. He had a data-scrambler, the posters that the empire had were a bit old, and he's changed a bit during the years. So, no galactic authorities would stop him, they'd just think that he was a freighter, carrying cargo, going home, or something along those lines. Truth was, he was a wanted man in the eyes of the Empire, former commander of a spec-force squad, one of the best in the galaxy, they weren't clones so they weren't genetically programmed to do do everything they were told. They had a conscious, made the right choices and did not do the jobs that felt wrong, no matter what the consequence might be for disobeying a direct order.
As Baird entered the Hydian Way, via hyper-space. The ship shook a bit, he thought it was due to faulty engineering, but it was really just from freighters, and random patrol fighters from local law enforcement agencies coming into same spot he was, not the same spot exactly, but they came in close enough to make his borrowed shuttle rattle, and shake and what not. Soon as all the ships dispersed, he looked around, trying to remember where exactly his little trade station was, it had been a long time since he'd been there, all he knew for sure that it orbited Azterri, but a lot of other stuff did too.Added (28 Sep 2011, 1:20 Am)
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After a short time floating about in space above the planet Atzerri, he smiled slightly and began to throttle his shuttle North East, he figured at this time of year, the space station should be right where he thought it was, orbiting the north east corner of the planet. Soon enough, his old family space station came into view, he sighed with relief to remember where it would be at even though it had been almost over a decade since he was last there. He left it in good hands however, his old friend from the Clone Wars was in charge while he was away from it.
It wasn't long until the shuttle that Baird borrowed from Sergeant Fowlkes, err Senator Fowlkes reached the space station, and began docking procedures.
Commander in the Grand Army of the Republic (Former)
Friend of the oppressed.
Liberator of the enthralled.
Damian Baird.
Message edited by Baird - Thursday, 15 Sep 2011, 0:50 AM |
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| Hajo | Date: Wednesday, 28 Sep 2011, 0:23 AM | Message # 2 |
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| A comm link would establish between the space station, and the shuttle heading towards it. A friendly voice spoke firmly, and in a joking tone.
"Welcome to the galaxies finest shop, how may I take your order?" A chuckle was heard before the comm from the space station went silent. Also, he denied the shuttle promission to dock, so it was just staying a float out there in space for the time being.
Hajo Katarn, or Agent Shen-Jon.
Technical genius.
The cutthroat spy.
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| Baird | Date: Wednesday, 28 Sep 2011, 0:28 AM | Message # 3 |
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Major general
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| Twitched a bit as the comm came into the shuttle, it was rather loud to him for some reason, perhaps jet lag, He groaned loudly before yelling back at Hajo for playing around. "You better open the damn door before I get angry and crush your awkwardly shaped white body into seven pieces and mail you across the galaxy! HURRY THE HELL UP! I'M TIRED DAMMIT!" He then rubbed his forehead and knew that if he didn't play along with Hajo he'd never get inside, so a short while after that little threat, he spoke again. "Fine... I'll have a uh... Open the damn door, with a side of send this damn shuttle back to Telos IV... Also, could I get a hot shower, fresh clothes and some rest? Thanks."
Commander in the Grand Army of the Republic (Former)
Friend of the oppressed.
Liberator of the enthralled.
Damian Baird.
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| Hajo | Date: Wednesday, 28 Sep 2011, 0:38 AM | Message # 4 |
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| "Fresh out of that commander, sorry, please come back in another ten years." After a short while of toying with Baird, he allowed the shuttle to dock, after it entered, he locked the place up, so that no other ship could enter with out clearance, which wouldn't be easy to come by seeing as only five ships in the entire galaxy were allowed in. His, Baird's. Havoc's, Jace's and of course, the shuttle that was now allowed into it. He remained at the front desk however, simply because he was still researching how to obtain an imperial lieutenants badge, and a simpler way to get some imperial armor, so that the kessel freedom run could happen. His voice was heard over the space stations speakers.
"Welcome to the fabulous Chateau Baird, We offer free messages with happy endings, your choice. Male? Female? and not to mention, what species they are! Also, they offer happy endings, boy, isn't this place lovely?!.... Also, welcome home commander."
Hajo Katarn, or Agent Shen-Jon.
Technical genius.
The cutthroat spy.
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| Baird | Date: Wednesday, 28 Sep 2011, 0:59 AM | Message # 5 |
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Major general
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| As the ship entered the space station, he knew he was finally safe, any imperial scan on the place would recognize the two people inside the space station as employee's named Cer Frem and Zar Frem, Entrepreneurial brothers from the Brentaal Sector.
Baird heard Hajo's voice on the loud speaker and sighed, he was starting to get a migraine, first time he's gotten one in about 4 years, it was painful. He hardly remembered the place, it was like landing on a uncharted planet, and being tasked with mapping it out, but like riding a bicycle, it would come back to him, he followed the corridor he thought that lead to his personal quarters, and soon enough he was there. He didn't really pay attention to anything that was currently happening in his quarter's he just headed directly to the shower, he stripped down naked, hoping to god that the pervert Hajo wasn't spying on him some how, he didn't know if he installed camera's in the room or not, however he did notice that Hajo kept his quarters clean, probably because Hajo had OCD. Baird stepped into the shower to rinse his body of all the sweat, blood, and dirt from his recent dilemma. He was in there for quiet some time before he finally shut off the water. With a heavy sigh he stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his lower body, leaving the upper exposed for the time being.
Shortly after his shower, he stepped out of his shower, and looked on over at his bed, the next place he was heading. He didn't care if he slept naked, hell he would've met Tremaine in his birthday suit if he could've, but he figured doing that would be really uncomfortable for both people, especially since Tremaine had gone through the trouble of rescuing him from the shittiest sector of the galaxy. He didn't really pay attention to what was on his bed, however. Mainly because he was kinda mad about Hajo's little lie about there being messages for him, he could use one... Especially a happy ending. As he examined his bed, he noticed a something quiet appealing to the eye. On his bed, laid a fully naked Zeltron woman, gorgeous light pink skin, excellent curves, and lovely facial features. A few things that Baird absolutly loved about the Zeltron ladies. He looked at her with a curious look on his face for the time being, wasn't something he was totally expecting. Before he could speak, the Zeltron Female spoke in a seductive tone.
"Welcome home, you big hero. Now, come lay with me... and I'll release your.... 'stressssssssssssssssssss' "
With a grin Baird replied.
"The thing's I do for the oppressed."
Surely enough, he headed towards the bed and sat down next to the naked woman, whom then began to message his shoulders, and would eventually lead to something a bit more adult.
Commander in the Grand Army of the Republic (Former)
Friend of the oppressed.
Liberator of the enthralled.
Damian Baird.
Message edited by Baird - Wednesday, 28 Sep 2011, 1:18 AM |
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| Hajo | Date: Wednesday, 28 Sep 2011, 1:02 AM | Message # 6 |
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| By the time the water pressure noise wasn't running, he figured the Commander had finally finished showering, he personally thought that Baird had fallen asleep in the shower, thankfully that wasn't the case because he didn't want him to miss out on his "surprise". Sure, Hajo was full of Jokes and stuff, but there was one thing he knew a man needed after having an ordeal like Damian Baird just had, a lovely naked Zeltron Woman. A chuckle escaped him before he said "Welcome home, brother." He was glad that the Crusader Known as "Baird" was home, safe and could now rest easy until he was called upon again.
Hajo Katarn, or Agent Shen-Jon.
Technical genius.
The cutthroat spy.
Message edited by Hajo - Wednesday, 28 Sep 2011, 2:26 AM |
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