Post by Dire Wolf on Mar 8, 2009 16:37:35 GMT -5
((OOC: Amazing song by CCR))
Many people simply watched as Staff Sergeant Sera Vossk moved down the corridor, she moved like a serpent; every action gracefully flowed into the next, smooth, and precise. Her red skin was complemented by the straight black uniform of that most soldiers of the Sith Empire sported. No. She had ascended beyond a mere "soldier" or "trooper". She was a Jedi Hunter, a light slayer, one that takes the "Gods amongst mere mortals" and rips them down into a broken heap. She smirked at the thought, Jedi... they proclaimed themselves to be "Guardians of the Galaxy" when they did little to take her from bondage. The only reason why she was on this ship right now was because she took the initiative. She had learned many valuable lessons over her 29 years in this 'verse, but learning to take initiative was by far the most useful.
The woman looked so confident and authoritative despite most of her years being devoted to bondage and appeasing the flesh of lecherous old men. Not that it was her choice, she would have much rather been off with her brother exploring the old castle of their home... if only. If only her father was liked better by the people... if only they hadn't decided to kick him off of his throne. Her life was one giant if only. She cried a little on the inside at that, if her father looked beyond his "love" of her and Crassus then they would both be Jedi, those "Gods amongst mere mortals."
Bah. The Jedi were weak. The Sith conditioned her mind to overcome their wiles. She called the turbo-lift down, it took a few meager seconds for the elevator to reach her and slide open, she stepped and pressed the "Flag-Bridge" button with the same serpentine grace that she was known for. She looked down at a small datapad that contained her orders as the lift rocketed towards the bridge, with a few rapid taps of the touch pad she entered her password.
//Enter password: **********
//verifying password
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..
...
//password verified
//Scanning for intrusion software
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..
...
//Scan complete
//Opening file.....
WARNING!
Classified Level 3A++
Contained Herein are Orders intended for serial number: 10-145-678, Staff Sergeant Sera Vossk's eyes only!
Staff Sergeant Sera Vossk, after the events on Coruscant and your simply amazing SESOC selection it is my decision to add you to one of the few squads in the Anti-Jedi Department under Captain Sunomi Witelin. I am very confident that you will serve with the same distinction, courage, and honor. Prove me right.
You are to report to Admiral Jade Borgonia, Captain of the Pendragon to settle in initially, then to Captain Witelin for individual orders.
Signed,
Colonel Liafr'ich'imakri
Commander of SESOC
She rolled her eyes, not at the message in the pad... which was mostly pulp, but she rolled her eyes at military protocol, which dictated a mile and a half of security checks just to see that useless bit of information. She was about to go off on another random rant in her thoughts when the door to one of the upper levels of the ship slid open. It didn't take her long to find the admiral's quarters, every single current Centurion-Class battle cruiser was built exactly the same, therefore its layout was exactly the same. She promptly knocked on the door, proffering that over the annoying beep that the paging beeper made. Once allowed into the room she took two steps inside, straightened her back up like a board, bring her legs together, and snap a crisp salute... making sure to align her hand, forearms, and fingers into one straight edge that stopped just above her eyebrow. She would hold this position until released from it by Admiral Borgonia.
"Staff Sergeant Sera Vossk reporting as ordered, sir."
She said in a loud, precise, and direct voice.
Many people simply watched as Staff Sergeant Sera Vossk moved down the corridor, she moved like a serpent; every action gracefully flowed into the next, smooth, and precise. Her red skin was complemented by the straight black uniform of that most soldiers of the Sith Empire sported. No. She had ascended beyond a mere "soldier" or "trooper". She was a Jedi Hunter, a light slayer, one that takes the "Gods amongst mere mortals" and rips them down into a broken heap. She smirked at the thought, Jedi... they proclaimed themselves to be "Guardians of the Galaxy" when they did little to take her from bondage. The only reason why she was on this ship right now was because she took the initiative. She had learned many valuable lessons over her 29 years in this 'verse, but learning to take initiative was by far the most useful.
The woman looked so confident and authoritative despite most of her years being devoted to bondage and appeasing the flesh of lecherous old men. Not that it was her choice, she would have much rather been off with her brother exploring the old castle of their home... if only. If only her father was liked better by the people... if only they hadn't decided to kick him off of his throne. Her life was one giant if only. She cried a little on the inside at that, if her father looked beyond his "love" of her and Crassus then they would both be Jedi, those "Gods amongst mere mortals."
Bah. The Jedi were weak. The Sith conditioned her mind to overcome their wiles. She called the turbo-lift down, it took a few meager seconds for the elevator to reach her and slide open, she stepped and pressed the "Flag-Bridge" button with the same serpentine grace that she was known for. She looked down at a small datapad that contained her orders as the lift rocketed towards the bridge, with a few rapid taps of the touch pad she entered her password.
//Enter password: **********
//verifying password
.
..
...
//password verified
//Scanning for intrusion software
.
..
...
//Scan complete
//Opening file.....
WARNING!
Classified Level 3A++
Contained Herein are Orders intended for serial number: 10-145-678, Staff Sergeant Sera Vossk's eyes only!
Staff Sergeant Sera Vossk, after the events on Coruscant and your simply amazing SESOC selection it is my decision to add you to one of the few squads in the Anti-Jedi Department under Captain Sunomi Witelin. I am very confident that you will serve with the same distinction, courage, and honor. Prove me right.
You are to report to Admiral Jade Borgonia, Captain of the Pendragon to settle in initially, then to Captain Witelin for individual orders.
Signed,
Colonel Liafr'ich'imakri
Commander of SESOC
She rolled her eyes, not at the message in the pad... which was mostly pulp, but she rolled her eyes at military protocol, which dictated a mile and a half of security checks just to see that useless bit of information. She was about to go off on another random rant in her thoughts when the door to one of the upper levels of the ship slid open. It didn't take her long to find the admiral's quarters, every single current Centurion-Class battle cruiser was built exactly the same, therefore its layout was exactly the same. She promptly knocked on the door, proffering that over the annoying beep that the paging beeper made. Once allowed into the room she took two steps inside, straightened her back up like a board, bring her legs together, and snap a crisp salute... making sure to align her hand, forearms, and fingers into one straight edge that stopped just above her eyebrow. She would hold this position until released from it by Admiral Borgonia.
"Staff Sergeant Sera Vossk reporting as ordered, sir."
She said in a loud, precise, and direct voice.
congrats, but are you okay with doing fringe or would you rather do Military ....*is kinda pissed since she asked to be around when you were asked about all of this for that specific reason*)