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| Baird | Date: Friday, 24 Aug 2012, 3:15 PM | Message # 1 |
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| On some far distant planet, out in the outer rim, pretty much near the unknown regions of space, on an unlisted planet. Baird and his crew of Rough necks, and possibly Havoc the Jedi were parked for a short while. Some of em around a campfire, waiting for his ship mechanic's, and engineer's to help with his ship, something went wrong with the hyper-drive and he couldn't get to one system to another unless he traveled the long way.
Baird himself was aboard his ship. Adenn. His own personal flag ship, after his old one was destroyed. This one felt right to him and he wanted to take good care of it, so he asked the rough necks to help him out with customizing it. Jowel, a Sullustan engineer friend of his was on board working on the ship's electronic systems, and the nav-board. Tick, a human engineer buddy of his was on board buffing up his engine.
"How much longer until you guy's are done? I don't like this planet. Too swampy, and dark for me. I need sunshine and beautiful women in bikini's and what not." Which was a lie, Baird just wanted to get back into the fight against the empire, beautiful women in bikini's would have to wait, for now.
Tick looked on back at Baird. "A few more minutes and your ship should be set, chill out, bro."
"I'm not your bro, guy!" Said Baird, a little bantering never hurt, unless it was too much, than it caused head aches.
"How bout you, Jowel?"
Jowel turned around and pointed at him, Baird rose an eyebrow and smirked.
"Make it quick, do it right, but quickly."
Baird headed to the cockpit, pulled out his data-pad and looked at it, he wanted to find more allies to help against the empire, but the only problem was trusting them. A year ago, a person that saved him in the Quelli Sector turned out to be a traitor, so he was going to be a bit more on his guard from here on out. He had no idea if Havoc was around, or if he was out and about in the swamps of this place looking for something, he never did understand jedi's.
Over a P.A System Baird's voice was heard.
"Alright, load up. Tick and Jowel should be done soon, so we can head on out of here and find us something to do, instead of eat giant bugs, play instruments and sit around wondering what to do. Time for some action baby!"
Now all Baird and his crew had to do was wait for his stuff to be finished.
Commander in the Grand Army of the Republic (Former)
Friend of the oppressed.
Liberator of the enthralled.
Damian Baird.
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| Havoc | Date: Sunday, 02 Sep 2012, 10:09 AM | Message # 2 |
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| Havoc had indeed been with the group; he had no where else to go and he wasn't about to up and leave. He owed Baird one... for now. While the crew had been hanging around the campfire, Havoc decided to go towards the swamp. From where he stood, the Jedi simply stood there and closed his eyes, allowing himself to become more in touch with the Force and become one with himself. He meditated on the events that happened, and what had led up to it. It was obvious that you could trust no one in the galaxy anymore, and this was the lesson Havoc had learned. However, the fact he had been tricked angered the Jedi. Angered to the point where he trusted out his hands, and commanded the Force into the swamp, where he would manipulate the swamp and cause ripples, waves, and all sorts of other tricks. In a way, this made him feel better. However, he would feel even more outstanding when that Inquisitor was laying dead with Havoc's hands around his throat.
"I'll get you... I'll get you all!!!!!"
The Jedi would violently roar, before commanding the Force to unleash a hard thrust into the murky water, causing a giant wave to happen landing on the other side. Sighing some, he'd turn around and head back towards the ship.
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| Ben_Kishanti | Date: Monday, 03 Sep 2012, 6:56 AM | Message # 3 |
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| Mind if i jump in? I'd like to make it known to Baird that the Libs is starting their campaigns against the Empire.))
~I only serve the Libs
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| Baird | Date: Wednesday, 05 Sep 2012, 6:40 AM | Message # 4 |
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| Go ahead, as long as you guy's picked up on the signal, and come in peace. :P))
Commander in the Grand Army of the Republic (Former)
Friend of the oppressed.
Liberator of the enthralled.
Damian Baird.
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| Ben_Kishanti | Date: Saturday, 08 Sep 2012, 6:51 AM | Message # 5 |
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| The slave fair on Orbax IV was put on hold. The Libs had plan to free slaves there. It must have been put on hold or several reasons. Because of that, Kishanti had become available. With Captain Amir and Lieutenant Colonel Benjiar fighting elsewhere, Mika basically taken out of the picture, and Black Sheep laying low, it had fallen to him to do a simple task. His objective was to pay Baird, and possibly Havoc, a visit. The Libs couldn't find Baird until he had sent out a signal, looking for more allies. It took them some time to discover where the signal was coming from. If the Libs could find it, would the Empire? Ben was about to find out. A lone YT-1300 light freighter dropped out of hyperspace and moved for the surface of some distant planet in the Outer Rim. The planet was probably out of reach for the Empire, but still, the Libs don't want Baird getting trapped yet again. They need him, and Havoc (if the pissed-off Jedi is there). The light freighter made a landing several minutes later, at some distance away from the camp.
Ben would grab his A280 blaster rifle that were issued to all members of the Libs, as well as a D18 pistol and a combat knife as a backup. The young man also made sure an insignia of the Libs was on his uniform, as well as his identification card. There's one all would use for the Imperial authorties, which are fake IDs, and one that are used only for allies to prove who they really are. With two squadrons deployed in combat, the Libs had an available squadron and a DP20 at the edge of the unknown system should the Imperials come in gun blazing. They weren't taking chances this time around as Ben was making his way through the forests on the way to the camp.
~I only serve the Libs
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