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Dantooine; Guns blaring and Wardogs bleeding.
Fajra_MeravDate: Monday, 08 Feb 2010, 5:07 PM | Message # 31
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She felt her heart pounding in her chest; she got light-headed, dizzy and afraid...afraid because she was alone. She opened her eyes, her vision blurred, she stared upward, unblinking. She didn't feel the pain, that was until she tore her gaze away from the sun and saw the wound. Once she did start to feel it, it started out as a dull burn, and then escalated pretty damn fast to a 'screaming white pain.' She covered the wound with her left hand, but only for a moment as her body was being pulled back. She didn't know what became of Havoc and Isez, did they get out? What was going on? A torrent of thoughts passed through her, like snowflakes on a cold winters day. She tried to focus on her surroundings, but everything felt far away.

Bacta fix hurts? That's what they're concerned about? "You're not going to leave it in there are you?" she asked, hoping someone on Dantooine knew what they were doing. Her life was now in the hands of the Dantooine's, although her injury wasn't fatal, it would still suck to bleed to death. If she was going to bleed to death, at least make it worth it ya know? Not for helping a Jedi, that probably hasn't realized he has a sign on his back that says 'GP was here.' So why did the Commander take a shot for the Jedi? Because by walking away, Havoc would have no allegiance to them, and could've sold them out. At that point she no longer believed in the mission, but hey at least they got a free ride out of Idmaar ;).

"What's going on?" she would ask, even though she had a feeling something went wrong.



 
BairdDate: Wednesday, 10 Feb 2010, 2:40 AM | Message # 32
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The mandalorian looked down at the people he had gunned down and noticed that Havoc hadn't gotten up yet, he examined him carefully not seeing any damage done to him. "Stupid Jedi, I should kill you. Your people are nothing but trouble. Even if you believe in peace and democracy." His voice was furious. Isez would then set Havoc up against the wall, walk over towards the doc and one-shoe search them for anything of value, not finding a lot more then some random belongings he left there things to them and made his way towards the cockpit. "This whole missions gone to hell, time to leave."

He moved swiftly down the freighter, once he was at the cockpit he saw the blast shield was closed so he growled, his gaze set upon 2 guys from the IMC frieghter. "Open the door or you'll wont live to see tomorrow." The IMC crew engineer said. "I cant, only way to open em is from the cockpit, and a spot that's covered rust. We've tried cleaning it. Doesn't work, please I have kids!" Isez grunted and then shouted. "Get the hell off the ship, NOW!" With more anger in his voice that time. Isez made his way down the freighter once again towards Havoc who was slowly gaining conscious. "I need your lightsaber." Without any warning Isez grabbed the Jedi's saber, and ran towards the cockpit. Once he was there he activated the saber, pushed it into the closed door, cutting a hole big enough for him to get into the cockpit, before he was done the door opened automatically so he deactivated the Saber, looked inside and saw Daniels and a pilot, with one swift motion he pulled out his vibro-knife, stepped inside the cockpit, taking a swing with his right fist towards Daniels throat.

Once Daniels throat was slit he'd grin and point at the pilot. "Start this thing up and have it take off, NOW!" He'd then take a seat, holding his gun towards the Pilot. "Going to have to ditch the ship... Go to Nar Shaddaa. Then you'll find your own way back to your family... or whatever." The pilot started up the freighter, it then started to lift up and fly up towards space. "Do anything funny and I'll mount your head on my wall." Isez then got up out of the co-pilot chair and walked back to Havoc and gave him back his Light Saber.

The pilot would try to contact the ground forces on Dantooine and tell them were the Mandalorian was having him go. "Hey... yeah guys... He's having me go-aaaaahhh" Screaming was heard for a short bit. Isez's knife entered the pilot's back. "Dikut." He then pushed the pilot from the pilot's chair and sat down on it, he punched in the Nar Shadda coordinates, then initiated the Jump to light speed.

Havoc would fully gain conscious before Isez killed the pilot, he felt that the ship was moving, The jedi would then move to the escape pods enter one, and escape in a pod, landing again on Dantooine, unknown to the ground forces.

((Jace said its fine, right Jamie? More autoing ftw. Last time it's going to happen tho. And Jace also said that I should Auto Havoc escaping as well, if he decides to post then I'll alter my post. If not then whatever, at least his last request was fulfilled, right?))


Commander in the Grand Army of the Republic (Former)
Friend of the oppressed.
Liberator of the enthralled.
Damian Baird.
 
Jamie_the_HuttDate: Thursday, 11 Feb 2010, 2:23 PM | Message # 33
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John Moses, Justice of the Peace sat in the field next to the one Havoc was predicted to land in. Thanks to the telemmetry provided by the fleet, even if they did not intercept the fleeing freighter, they had allowed this criminal to be caught.

He aimed his rifle towards the entrance to the pod, through the hedge row so he could not be seen, as the pressure door swung open, he caught Havoc with a stun blaster bolt to the shoulder, sending him spinning unconcious to the floor. Moses advanced across the field, with a pair of boys following close behind, each pointing a shotgun blaster at the prone Havoc. They ain't takin' no chances with Jedi.

Jimmy climbed up to take a looksee inside the pod, and found a droid, its head dislocated from its body, having not dained to secure itself during the landing. He dragged both parts from the ship and tossed them in the flat bed of the truck, ontop of the unconcious Havoc. The droid later found its way into the posession of everyones favorite Hutt.

After several aching hot, miserable airless hours, Havoc awoke to have the sack pulled off his head in the middle of a court held in a small schoolroom. Justice Moses (one of Bruder's former compatriots in the Khoonda Militia) presiding wearing a teachers cap. Havoc would remember this as the schoolroom where throughout his childhood he had been mocked and bullied for being different from the other boys. Judge Moses was reading the verdict "In summation, Frank Bruder, you are convicted for the crime of Murder and Conspiracy to Treason, may the force have mercy on your soul." he felt himself being struck on the back of the head, and awoke some time later, again in darkness.

He could smell the pungent odor of a Nerf and felt himself swaying, as he looked around in panic at the hot confined space he appeared to be in... his head was in a sack, just like the boys in school always did, mocking him and tying him up. But this time was different, he felt a Nerf moving between his legs and his arms were tiied behind him... and there were the sounds of jeering people around. He felt a stoke strike him in the chest, and an apple hit his forehead, almost knocking him from the back of the Nerf.

Havoc felt the rough sack pulled from his head as he was lead up to the old oak tree, through a mass of people gathered around. Arrayed all around the rear of the oak tree was a group of banjo players, waiting for the signal to play. Under the tree waited John Moses, standing on a stool to check the rope was tied correctly.

As Havoc was lead up to the stool, and forced to stand on it as Moses slipped the noose around his neck, the voice of the Justice could be heard over the jeers of the crowd "Y'all gone wrong boy, you a mad dog, Ima gun put you down easy." a sense of disgust, but at the same time, pity could be heard in his voice as he strung up Havoc. He had always been an oddball, out of place on Dantooine, noone had been suprised when the Jedi took away the strange and isolated child, he had never been one of them, and now, would never be one of them.

John Moses pushed the noose tight around Havocs neck, making him gasp out loud, still groggy from the beating and stun blast the whole world seemed to spin. The Justice waved the crowd into silence "Any last words, boy?" he said. Havoc opened his mouth "I.. ", but the stool was kicked out from under him before he could speak any more. Havoc twitched, his breath scraping painfully through his throat as he danced the hemp fandango. He was choked slowly to death, the voiding of his bowels denoting somewhat appropriately his passing from this life. And thus Frank Bruder, Former Jedi Knight, Murderer, Outlaw and Terrorist, died.

As he was hanged, the Banjos started up playing a round of "Thank God I'm a Country Boy", the Dantooine Anthem being the last song he would hear. Celebration continued into the evening, as General Eel made a special order to fill the water towers with beer once again and mass celebration broke out in the streets, with the playing of Banjos and singing. Fajra and her men would be somewhat bemused at the spectacle.

 
Fajra_MeravDate: Friday, 12 Feb 2010, 8:33 PM | Message # 34
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Fajra's men were indeed bemused at the spectacle, but where was the 5'2" Commander? Exactly where they left her, pretending to be asleep in medbay. She waited for them to leave before turning over and fluffing up her pillows for the show, when she was satisfied she laid back down and turned on the tv. While she waited for Havoc's funeral, she took the time to twist her sheets and tie knots 12 inches apart from each other. Talk of the Jedi was all she'd heard all day, and surviving the attack gave her more attention than she deserved. That's when she decided to fake being asleep, even for her men who were now apart of the celebration. She waved at the screen and that's when she noticed him, no not him...him. Cory her Rancor plushie was sticking out of her pack, that was being carried by Damon. She was already reaching for her comm, but paused as Havoc's image came onto the screen. Fajra watched as the Jedi was hung to death, when it was over she flipped through the channels a few times before turning it off.

She didn't know what to think of the Jedi. There were times when one fell like diamonds, because they'd cut themselves with their own dust. Fajra and her men experienced more than their share, but they did not regret the deaths of those who endagered them. Curious, she started to wrap the twisted sheet around her neck, and like a constrictor she pulled it tight so that she could feel the pressure. It was that chaotic aura, that whilf of mischief that brightened her hazel eyes, that were now more green than brown. Unfortunatly, her curiousity worked against her. The nursing staff thought that the young woman was attempting to commit suicide, so they restrained her to the bed. "I know what it looks like, but I'm not trying to kill myself!" she shouted, while banging her head against the pillow, which would then result in another restraint across her forehead. When she finally calmed down, they shut the lights and left the room. But it was only a matter of time before they'd return.

This time, Fajra was screaming her head off "I WANT MY CORY!!!" she shouted. There was something about the dark, and being alone that she was afraid of. There were a lot of things the Commander didn't fear, and this she feared more than death. Her outburst would end as soon as the lights turned back on, at least for now. The nurse thinking that the woman must've been talking about her son, sympathetically placed a hand on her shoulder and said "I understand, you miss your son." Fajra's jaw went slack, did it look like she had the body of a woman who's given birth? There wasn't a stretch mark on her. "Yeah something like that" she said flatly, before parting her lips to add "Can you reach for my comm right there and dial that number for me? And hold it up to my ear?" She smiled sweetly as the woman put her through to Damon. "You could've at least left Cory with me! I hope you're on your way, with Cory and Ice Cream mmk?"


 
DamonDate: Wednesday, 17 Feb 2010, 10:23 AM | Message # 35
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Duchess_Valeria_OrcadesDate: Wednesday, 17 Feb 2010, 10:33 AM | Message # 36
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OOC: I think u miss read my post, in the very beginning I just had her men already visiting her, but she faked sleeping. This is Faj's typist btw, lol ))

 
DamonDate: Wednesday, 17 Feb 2010, 5:41 PM | Message # 37
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(ooc I miss read your post lol, i was going by my last post, I will repost my guess Damon is there then with the rest of the troops tongue )

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Damon walked the hallway of the medbay, his combat boots echoed as he approached Commander Fajra's door, he blinked to the sound of her outburst, ok he forgot to leave her backpack. It was his reason for coming back to the medbay, and he may as will check up on her again, he didn't really care for the celebration..

The sound of his comlink beeped off, as he entered Fajra's room, not bothering to answer it since he now arrived with Fajra's backpack, in side ... Cory her stuffed Rancor... in all honesty Damon hated it, and having to carry it around was rather embarrassing but he knew how much the stuffed Rancor meant to Fajra, even though he wanted to bury it some where out of her reach, or use it for target practice, that had crossed his mind..

"Hello Commander" he said, and placed her pack at the foot of her bed, offered her a smile, with his free hand he presented to her the cream mmk, she didn't have to ask, a small treat from him... "enjoy Commander, and get some rest" he said placing that down next to her on the night stand where she can reach it.. and would take his leave....

 
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