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"Kaliaa"

she dances seductlivly.. she seems interested.

Shoulder angel: Don't ask her out, it's wrong and.......
Alchohol + Shoulder Demon: Get him!
Angel: Crap!

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Shar looks at the girl like only a totally smashed trooper that hasn't seen a girl in a month can.
"Shayyyy. Want to go back to my quarters and have shome fun?"

Watching through the eyes of his thrall, Gandyr sensed something...something familiar. He reached out with his senses, probing the bar patrons. All were intoxicated, but he found one with that very familiar spark. Force user...
Kalia smiles, and seductively licks her fingers. "Why not..."

Well your quarters are about half a click away, but there are shuttle tubes... you are in your quarters in 5 min

Shoulder angel: GOD HELP ME!
*Lust, Demon, and Anchhol hit him with baseball bats*

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"Great....."

*heads to quarters*

Kalia giggles, and Gandyr cannot but help feel disgust at having to put himself through this. Great, now I get the fantastic opportunity to experience intercourse from the female perspective.

about 15 min and 5 force induced climaxes(for her) later.. you finally lose it...

Ok, so while my char is having fun, in what painfull manner does the Sith kill me?

Try as he might, Gandyr couldnt fully seperate his feelings from that of Kalia, and she fully enjoyed it. I will crush that pathetic bug... Reaching out with his anger, Gandyr sent the force pulsing through Kalia and into the force-user, closing an invisible fist around his throat, and choking him. Heh, I could leave him alive. More fun that way. Gandyr eased off the crushing force, and waited until the force-user was unconcious from lack of air. Sending another mental command to Kalia to grab a blaster and hold it to his throat, Gandyr sprinted down to the shuttle tubes, and hit the deck button furiously. Arriving some minutes later, he rushed in, and smiled wickedly. "Ah, another toy for me. How delightful."

Tapping the Captain's mind again, Gandyr sent an urgent signal to him, calling him to his location.

Captain Fy'Allar arrived a few moment later

"So, one of my pilots.. not turned yet?"

"He is a force user, captain. I spotted him having a drink in the Canteen. Sad, letting down his guard like that. The pathetic fool deserves to die, but first I think I will experiment on him. With your permission, of course."

Captain tycho wrote:"He is a force user, captain. I spotted him having a drink in the Canteen. Sad, letting down his guard like that. The pathetic fool deserves to die, but first I think I will experiment on him. With your permission, of course."

"granted"

Gandyr drags the drunken man uncerimoniously through the corridors, Kalia close behind with a blaster. He ignored the glances of the various officers he encountered during his trek, and glowered when one of them attempted to stop him. "I'll find out what this drunken idiot is doing here, if I have to rip it out of him with a scapel and a rusted pair of scissors." muttered Gandyr, and his mind began to wonder indeed WHAT he was doing here. A rebel spy, or just a 'loyal' Imperial officer that was simply force sensitive, or perhaps even a full-fledged Jedi, but then again no Jedi would have gotten himself deliriously drunk. He would find out soon enough, and at that thought he pressed the droid caller on his wrist, summoning the IT-0 interragator droid he had reprogrammed and named affectionately 'Digger'. Some laughed at the silly name, then they found out WHY he was called Digger, usually during their last moments of life, as the droid cooly drilled into their skulls and shocked, sliced, and burned the subject to death, all in various combinations, of course. Sometimes, during his stay on Coruscant, Gandyr would pick up a homeless alien and use him as practice for his force abilities, or often took the creature back to his 'lab' and sharpened his alchemical skills. Sith alchemy was a strange and archaic thing, but it certainly had it's uses. Too bad my portable lab would be a *bit* too big to fit in the measely quarters I have. Gandyr continued thinking back, digging through memories of his training under the Emperor's Grand Inquisitor, and even the Emperor himself for a short time, recalling all he had accomplished, and still realizing he had a very long way to go, which merely excited him more, much to the behest of the drunken man, whos throat was absently being crushed by Gandyr's iron grip, although not fatally.

After he docked, Tasik got out of his flight suit, and donned his exquisitely tailored uniform.
He ordered a repair crew to take a look at his TIE and then walked off to the Cantina. He ordered a refreshing drink and tried not to stay too long in that Cantina. He usually prefered more...upper-class locations.
As he saw the other pilot getting drunk and toddling off with that girl, he shook his head in disgust. No style....
Afterwards he got to his quarters to take a little nap.

Keevan sighed to himself as the pilots headed off, every one of them swathed in arrogance and glory from yet another succesful battle with the rebel scum. But, now, as usual, here he and the other techs were stuck cleaning up the real mess.
"Give me up a hydrospanner and then fetch a spare solar panel from the storage off the deep hanger....this one is going to need some major work done on it."
Shaking his head he looked over the damage to the wing of the TIE, wondering yet again why he didnt take the job offer from Seniar...

Processing those rebels captured from the wreckage of the fighter battle outside, Percevil continues the usual monotony of his job. Search a rebel here, take a weapon there, beat down any that try to escape, the usual goings on of a guard. "You traitorous filth," he mutters to one as he restrains him whilst hes processed, "Have you no loyalty. Betraying your Emperour, and attacking his property. Your death will be slow for this."

Keevan_Colton wrote:Keevan sighed to himself as the pilots headed off, every one of them swathed in arrogance and glory from yet another succesful battle with the rebel scum. But, now, as usual, here he and the other techs were stuck cleaning up the real mess.
"Give me up a hydrospanner and then fetch a spare solar panel from the storage off the deep hanger....this one is going to need some major work done on it."
Shaking his head he looked over the damage to the wing of the TIE, wondering yet again why he didnt take the job offer from Seniar...

There are around 30 damaged TIEs most of them fighters. Though one of the interceptors got shot up pretty bad, luckily with no system damage.

DC 23 to repair... If you can make that, we can assume you got the other 30

Repair Check :
1*D20+17: (37) -> 37

Keevan_Colton wrote:Repair Check :
1*D20+17: (37) -> 37

The TIEs look better than new by the time you get done with them.

With stains from various less than pleasant chemicals on his overalls, Keevan surveyed the completed repairs. "You should have taken that job with Seniar...."
Sighing he turned and wandered off to get cleaned up.

Meanwhile in the assault frigate...


Rebel troops were stationed where the stormtroopers were busy breaching the hull where the cargo doors are/where. They scrambled to find any sort of cover in the barren cooridors, lying prone, anything that would make them more difficult to hit. Then the doors exploded inward and stormtroopers immediatly fired through the debris, their vision not obscurred by the clouds of dust.

*squad of stormtroopers*

5 rebel troops go down in the initial exchange, before they could even return fire

End of round 1

++My new char isn't going to give into the sith, so he is either dead, about to die, or in prision. So can I just bring my new char in as a rebel?++

lazerus wrote:++My new char isn't going to give into the sith, so he is either dead, about to die, or in prision. So can I just bring my new char in as a rebel?++

He joined the empire, why not give in to the sith? hehe

Once you are actually dead.. or worse.. yeah

++As Major Evil isn't online right now, can I just insert my char?++