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May 18, 2012 16:14:36 GMT -5
Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on May 18, 2012 16:14:36 GMT -5
Zett Woke up in one of the lower level hotels on the trading station he had made arrangements for Ante' to have her own room but didn't know if she took it or stayed in the ship.
He knew Ryver / Taym did and that would be enough to get Zett out of the ship, due to what happened on Utapau with the prisoner.
She had ended up telling Zett what he needed and he kept his promise and let her go at this port yesterday.
Zett sat up and looked out the window into space the uncountable stars shone back at him a small ship flew past and two other bigger possible frigates flew together in the far background.
He thought about yesterday a he put his armor on, thinks weren't bad but not the best either.
Zett sighed finishing the last of the armor, then put the last of his things in his bag and glazed out the window before leaving. He looked at his crono clock 7:30 galactic standard came up in his H.U.D. He continued past the check in/out counter and into the next turbo lift, then across the gaming room and into another, then left the cantina that that turbo lift lead him into and finally into the stores, and shoppes.
He bought supplies with the last of his credits he was paid when he arrived, the supplies would last about three weeks being as 80% of the crew was droids.
Zett would now wait tell he heard word from the crew before leaving besides the workers would need 90 minutes to load the cargo.
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May 18, 2012 17:20:27 GMT -5
Post by Captain Kalmar on May 18, 2012 17:20:27 GMT -5
Anté woke up earlier than she would like to. The bed was warm and comfortable and she was tired, but her inner clock was set to getting up early so she forced herself to stand up and get dressed, even though she could probably still sleep for an hour or so. After the nice rest, hot shower and decent little breakfast the events of the previous day seemed to be far away. No more prisoners, no more trouble. Or at least so it seemed to Anté in the morning.
She took her ragged gray coat and with a sigh acknowledged she will have to get a new one. Even though this one was warm and suitable for her hikes around systems, during which she mostly slept in the countryside, it was already full of patches and its pockets were barely holding together. Anté looked into her bag, which she took with her, not willing to leave it on the ship and finding she still had some credits from the last job she took, she left the room and headed into the shops area.
Anté never liked to shop, because it forced her to zigzag between people who always seemed to hurry and complain, but this early the place was almost empty. She could thus find herself what she was looking for – a black cloak from warm and firm fabric with enough pockets for all of the things she usually carried in them. Putting all the little tools into their place she walked through the corridors and couldn’t help but to smile. This day will definitely be way better than yesterday. And with less surprises, I hope. Passing around the cantina she quickly glanced on the screens, checking whether there wasn’t her portrait somewhere, a habit she developed after staying in the cities for too long. She was still being searched for, that she was certain about, but this place didn’t seem to be the one where someone should be searching for her.
As she raised her head, she saw the well-known armoured figure in front of her and she speeded up her pace, quickly catching up with Zett.
‘Morning, Zett!’ She yawned. ‘You’re up pretty early.’ In the armour he seemed so much more threatening than when she saw him the day before dinning in the ship, but even though she still didn’t trust him entirely, her judgement about him was certainly better. He stopped Ryver/Taym from harming the prisoner and he did release her as he said he will do. And Anté certainly did like people who kept their word.
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May 18, 2012 19:46:10 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on May 18, 2012 19:46:10 GMT -5
The previous events between Zett and Ryver/Taym made things a bit complicated for the droids. The knowledge that Zett's personality and his wanting every thing peaceful and kind made Ryver and Taym nervous for a bit. Until one day they got a com-ed text from a droid repair shop on Coruscant of having a free body buffing the next time they were to come by again. To most that would have just been harmless junk mail, but to them it was code.
Leaving their hole in a wall sleeping quarters they made for the local droid repair shop. Going inside the droid at the front pointed to a private droid cleanzing room. The doors opened to reveal another figure hidden with in a deep cloak. The two nodded at each other and then the door closed behind them. Fifteen minutes later the doors reopened and Ryver/Taym emirged by themselves for the other had left half way through the cycle.
What went on or who it was was never known by the other droids. Even their cleanzing was wiped from their data banks. To every one else a droid wnet in dirty and came out clean. Checking their coms from Zett noting none they made their way to the cantina to hook up to the net and do a data feed. Trying to burn up time was their main job ever since they met Zett Rem.
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May 18, 2012 22:08:32 GMT -5
Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on May 18, 2012 22:08:32 GMT -5
Ante' came in and sat down. ‘Morning, Zett!’ She started.
I hope it stays this way. Zett said after nodding to her. 'bout 85 minutes before loading the suplise onto the ship. She then spoke again. ‘You’re up pretty early.’ I was thinking the same about you. Zett said then continued, I promised you a job time for your pay. Zett pulled a unused stack of credits price of 500 for now. Not bad for only two days of work eh? Zett said then smiled, Though you earned it before the first day was up. He said thinking about the pipes and shrinking back from the thought.
Zett turned to the out looking window again the two frigates had made there way around to his window now Zett also saw Ryver/ Taym come in and sit down again.
Zett felt the last two days creeping up on him a some thing told him from past experience things weren't over yet. Sure enough 25 minutes of sitting in the bar and things got rough.
The stations commander had gotten worried Zett could tell, the slight change of the ships out side the security running to the bridge then 10 minutes latter coming back to there own stations.
After the 35 minutes of Zett's silence he spoke there's about to be an announcement, a big and then a battle, Zett turned the comm on-line the call to the ship to T6, T6 long range sensors tap into the stations if you need to pull up all recent file tell me whats going.....
Zett was interrupted by T6 saying he already knew the communication had been picked up, shadow took over the comm unit with his uneasy voice, and the burble of T6 being unhappy at the interruption railed off in the back ground. then the droid told him "Hebba knew he was here and and has offered the freedom of the station not to be destroyed if the commander turns the crew in."
Zett pulled away from the counter and hid his face from a security sweep passing looking for him.
Zett counted his resources his ship the station and the frigates along with other small defense craft and freighters.
Zett spoke, This is where the fun begins. He ran passed the scrambling crowd and to Ryver/Taym noticing the droid was now shined up. Hope you not attached to the good look bud, we got company. Ol' friends.
Zett passed Ante' again running past a guard who let him by the news ain't out yet that's good.
As soon as those thoughts passed him mind the station wide comm came on with the commanders name all the view screens changed. showing Zett's armor and face the commander spoke, "If you see this man bring him to the bridge a handsome bounty will be paid, Mister Rem Turn yourself in lives are at steak."
Just the then guard whom he passed turned around and shouted at him to stop. Zett shoved Ante' behind him as he shot at the guard wondering where Ryver was and if the duo where still with him.
He slowly backed up the hall keeping the 'unarmed' crewmen safe from the few guards who did challenge him until a swarm of them came from all sides, surrounding them.
If you do have a weapon now would be a very good time to tell me about it. Before he let her speak he handed the two blasters to the mob and put his hands up. You want me let the droid where ever he is and her continue to the ship. He mumbled to her, Get the ship ready I'll negotiate with the comander.
Zett let the leader push him on to the bridge then to the commander....
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May 19, 2012 4:02:12 GMT -5
Post by Captain Kalmar on May 19, 2012 4:02:12 GMT -5
‘I’m used to waking up early.’ Anté shrugged her shoulders and yawned again. She was used to it, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t like to sleep more. When Zett handed her the money she stared at him for a moment with surprise. ‘That... that’s a lot of money.’ She carefully took it from him, almost as if she feared it will disappear in her hands and put part of it into her pockets, part into the bag. ‘Thank you.’ She then sat in silence, looking outside the window and her mind was pleasantly void of any disturbing ideas. Not for long, though, since then Zett said:
There's about to be an announcement, a big and then a battle.
Anté turned to him, her eyes widely opened. ‘What?’ But Zett was already talking over the com to his droids on the ship and was preparing to leave. She followed him, unsure of what else there was she could do and as they passed Ryver/Taym, Anté was for the first time glad the droid was there. In case of need, it truly seemed to be an opponent to be feared. Zett’s face was suddenly on the screens all over the place and it didn’t take long until the guards appeared. And I thought this day may actually turn out to be a good one! She stood still behind Zett and insecurely watched the guns pointed at them. It was the time weapon talks were to start.
If you do have a weapon now would be a very good time to tell me about it.
‘Weapon?!’ Anté suddenly had a bad feeling about the whole situation. She did have a weapon, but it was one she wouldn’t like to use if that was possible. Yet this situation didn’t look good at all. Why do they want him?! She decided that now, with all the guards surrounding them, this was no time to lie. ‘Yes, I’ve got one.’ Seeing him give his own weapons to the mob she whispered: ‘But I’m not giving that one to anyone.’ Yet these people were only interested in Zett and she didn’t seem to be of much a threat, since on his plea they stepped aside and let her proceed to the ship.
Anté didn’t hesitate and first walked, then ran to reach it in shortest time possible. If they’ll need to get away quickly, she should rather hurry and get the systems up and operational before things get nasty. She entered the ship and headed to the cockpit, remembering she wanted to get there even before to check some of the things Zett was telling her and smiled bitterly. Guess I haven’t expected I’d get the chance like this. Even though she couldn’t fly a ship, she understood how the whole machine worked - starting it up thus wasn’t difficult and with a little search she was capable of getting the gun systems up and running. She went to check the cargo hold as well to see whether things were fixed there and weren’t about to fly around in case they had to do some serious manoeuvring, but they seemed to have handled it well while loading it. And since her duties were fulfilled, it was time that she started her own personal research.
She returned to the cockpit and finally after a long time took her lightsaber from her bag. It felt good to hold such a weapon, its firm lines fitting perfectly into her hand and she couldn’t help but to ignite it and swing its orange blade in the air a few times. I could still get into the habit of using it...maybe. Yet this wasn’t a good time for playing with weapons, so she turned it off, attaching it to her belt under the cloak so that it couldn’t be seen and placed her hands on the control panel. Whatever there is about the ‘pirates’ or whoever is pursuing us, I’d seriously like to know.
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May 21, 2012 21:03:50 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on May 21, 2012 21:03:50 GMT -5
It happen really fast one second Zett was asking for help and then pleading like a new born bantha for his "friends" to go free. Ryver still did not fully under stand this singular fleshy. Taym was trying to make head way into the main computer of the station but Ryver cut the connection.
Inside communication between the two droids.....-{i]Let him be he moved ahead with out us let him go. We will follow and watch only to give back-up when needed.[/i]
That was all Ryver could say the guards were moving off and with out the nessary blood letting to reaquire the captain they had no other choice but comply.
So off they followed him and the guard at distance till they entered the bridge area where the computers were hard cased and the secure lines were heavily watched and guarded, more than a hutt's food during a fasting peroid. Here they took up a position fifty yards from the main lifts to the bridge. Comming Zett's ship to call Ante about the captian's situation.
This is Ryver Zett has entered the bridge lifts and I can no longer follow with out as you fleshies say getting gooy, due to the blood letting that would be nessary to reaquire him and return to the ship. Comply?
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May 22, 2012 20:02:46 GMT -5
Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on May 22, 2012 20:02:46 GMT -5
Zett stepped out of the final turbo lift two guards behind him and two in front one carrying his pistols, another having a slave switch for the armor keeping Zett from using it.
Zett held his cuffed hands upfront of him and crossed as he walked to the man looking out the huge windows that encased the entire bridge all around in a dome shape. The station manager and commanders stood at the north of the space station from galactic standards and greeted Zett with this question.
"Mister Rem, How does one get a bounty on his head of 80,000 credits and still not been caught?"
Zett smugged under the helmet the replied, You're about to give me over to the Hutt and you don't know why?
The commander spoke up "Zett Rem, we give you over because we have no other choice, those pirates seem to hate you almost as much as Hebba does, with out you as a bargaining chip, the station won't live, you see this is for the greater good."
Hebba will leave this place in ruins any way, i happen to know the Hutt quite well,Hebba's rather good at stabbing you in the back, sure if you turn me over you'll save the station for all of about tin minutes, then you're space dust.
But i think the pirate only have one ship left after my Droid took care of one make on Utapau, if you fallow my lead with your frigates out there, and the other light freighters in the docking port, you stand a chance.
The manager started to throw a fit and change the commanders mind before he had it set himself, then the commander silenced him by waving his hand,
"What do you have in mind mister Rem?"
Zett glanced at the manager who seemed to press something under the table,
I wonder how the pirates found me here? Zett asked glaring at the manager, who then tensed up a bit, Never mind i know, please escort check his cuff links. Zett pointed remembering his hands where still chained.
The guard looked at the Commander for orders, he shrugged as if allowing them to go ahead, two guards looked at each other, then moved in to check the cuffs of the manager, finding electronic communicator linked to the pirate ship.
Looks like i was right, inside scorce. Zett smiled as the cuffs on him where removed to be placed on the pirate informant.
His weapons still on the other two guards, Zett would ask for those back after he told them his plans. He then began to speak, Well when they come out of hyper space they won't be expecting a counter attack, so we turn the station about 50 degrees that will point three of the heavy defense guns toward the enemy not just the two, then i assume you can lower power from the aft shields and guns?
"Yes?!" The commander said not quite sure where this conversation was going.
Good, do it and add the power to the front ones, launch all fighters and tell all other freighter captains about payment for helping protect the station. I Garantee some of them will help, the ones that wont will fly away, Set up all fighters, and freighters, on the port side of where the pirates will come out, the frigates on the starboard. give me my weapons and my ship access and I'll help too.
"All right, I'll personally take care of things here and order the ships around from here, You however will be needed more," Zett's things where returned to him, Zett shook his head and put his hand out for the slave link as well, the guard gave it to him.
"First how can i tell you're telling the truth?"
I'm a man of my word, what was the other thing?
"Your ship will serve as the command ship for the fighters, and freighters, but note this is a one time deal, after this I will be adding many space defenses."
One time deal good i was about to say the same thing. With that Zett moved to the turbo lift and shut off the slave device, then the door shut, he punched the button for the cantina level, it stopped a level above it and someone stepped in and it continued he made his way to the pressurized landing area, Zett looked at the green light over the door to make sure the pressure shied was on-line and then walked out into the landing bay and continued to his ship, he closed the loading ramp behind him.
Every one here?!?! He asked as he moved to the cockpit hoping Ryver /Taym, and Ante' where on board as well....
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May 26, 2012 12:35:43 GMT -5
Post by Captain Kalmar on May 26, 2012 12:35:43 GMT -5
(OOC – sorry for the delay, I got offer for a gig with my band and I spent time practicing)
The mechanical voice of Ryver/Taym sounded through the ship’s com. Zett’s on the bridge, all right. And we want no trouble here, definitely no trouble.
‘Stay there and watch out if things got nasty but please don’t kill anyone. Inform me how things are going, but I believe Zett won’t need our help.’
Turning the com off, with her hands still on the control panel, Anté returned back to her initial plans. She started to search for information the ship could provide her about itself and its passengers, apart from the flight coordinates and technical data, which she automatically sorted away. More than once the word ‘Hebba’ was mentioned and she realized Zett was talking about him yesterday, just before she heard Ryver/Taym interrogate the prisoner. It was hard to find out anything else about him, just that he was a Hutt and Zett was trying to get out of his reach. A Hutt business? What have you done to make these angry?
Anté was suddenly disturbed by Zett marching into the ship. Quickly checking her lightsaber really was hidden under the new cloak, she hoped there will be no need to use it. And in case there will be, I hope no questions will be asked. But that was probably truly just a wish. If she met someone with a lightsaber, wouldn’t she ask about its origin? She stood with the hope that things will go well enough.
‘I’m here. The ship should be prepared, I think I forgot nothing.’ Anté looked once again around the cockpit, making sure all functioned. Then, turning her look at Zett who seemed to be in hurry, she asked: ‘Who’s this Hebba you were talking about? Is it this particular Hutt that is responsible for all this turmoil?’
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May 30, 2012 19:18:21 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on May 30, 2012 19:18:21 GMT -5
Ryver was quick on the heels of Zett. Ducking as they ran past the two flesh-lings to get to a gun mount and went through the checks and system sensors. The black before them was filled with ships many were lit by neutral sigs. Only a very few were of the stations, though when they spiked into the stations coms more was going to be joining them soon. Altho Zett the Ante were chatting Taym was trying to close the rear hatch and readying for detatching from the station.
Taym never like space battles because they had to be hooked up to the scanners and with the death of every droid and AI ship they felt the screams of death some to be reborn others for the scrap and yet still others simply to float forever in the dead of space. This thought made their logic processors spin hard at what could have been done to stop it. Still it was the flesh-lings that had the control of the verse .... for now.
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May 30, 2012 21:08:54 GMT -5
Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on May 30, 2012 21:08:54 GMT -5
Zett heard the clanking of Ryver/Tayms metal feet as the droid came aboard, then turned to T6, Load into the side turret, He then shouted down the hall way to Ryver/Taym hoping they would Liston to him he felt his grip on the droid was being lost, and he wasn't expecting ready for them to turn on him, he knew the day was coming and for now he would have to pretend like he didn't, but for now he would shout this order, GET ON THE TOP MOUNT RYVER!!!
Zett removed his helmet and set it on the front computer system, he then placed a head set on and tapped into the stations command frequency, he had come on just after the station commander had given the order and offered the reward, and by the sound of Several Captains jumping on the price it must have been a good offer.
This is Zett Rem Captain of the Star Hunter Direct the two frigates on the Port side of the station, everything else stay on the Starboard hit 'em hard when it comes out.
Zett felt silly giving orders and using call signs, but it all felt well worth it when he thought about how this blow would hurt Hebba.
He turned off his end of the line for a moment to speak to Ante', Stay Back with the engines, in case any thing happens, He switched back on-line to the comm at the same moment that Shadow walked in, Zett pointed the droid to the co-pilots seat, that was yet another thing that made Zett smile a Protocol droid sitting in the co-pilot seat of a ship that was about to go to battle.
OK now someone pinch me because i really hope I'm not doing this, Zett mumbled to himself, and looked out at the ships forming into there own spots for the battle.
Zett pulled away from his docking port after making sure all systems where ready, Alright....this is where the fun begins. Zett maneuvered the ship between others that where leaving, and the stations docking spurs, coming into the lead of the freighters and fighters, a robotic voice chimed in over all comm systems, "Estimated time before attack, 1 minute."
Zett sighed and gave full power to the mounted turrets, and full attention to the battle ahead...
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Jun 8, 2012 17:01:32 GMT -5
Post by Captain Kalmar on Jun 8, 2012 17:01:32 GMT -5
Her questions being overlooked Anté understood there was no time to answer them now and hearing Zett commanding his droids to mount turrets only strengthened her feelings that there soon was to be something she will not like at all – a space battle from which they might, but also might not get alive and well. She shivered at the thought but obeyed Zett’s command, quickly making her way towards the engine rooms. Glancing from into the outside space she could see ships forming up, preparing for the attack and the sight made her skin crawl.
Well, all I can do now is to keep the engines together. Better not look outside again and believe that Zett and his army of droids will keep me from harm. She collected her tools, putting the hydrospanner into the loop at her belt, her protective glasses atop her head and pulled on the gloves Zett lent her the day before. Not that it would make her feel better, but at least it made her feel prepared. Having nothing else to do but wait, she had to laugh at her situation. Just a day before she was alone, outside on the great plains and now she was in the middle of a small scale space conflict. At least that Ryver/Taym is sitting behind the guns. That droid will definitely enjoy its time there.
The engines roared and she was quickly again on alert. Even through the noise she could hear Zett giving orders in a calm, but determined voice. Through the Force, however, she could sense he was under a lot of pressure. And who wouldn’t be? Leading a whole attack like this... The engines screamed again. Closing her eyes Anté knew the opponent must have arrived.
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Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on Jun 8, 2012 21:21:11 GMT -5
For the first three after the ship came out of hyper space all Zett could hear was war cries and chants, and the sound of turbo lasers firing and heavy guns flaring, the sound of other ships, and the temporary battle station firing and hitting the slightly big frigate.
Zett looked at the frigate with analyzing eyes finding the most likely blind spot where there where little weapons, Zett dropped the Star Hunter below into that spot, shouting an order into the comm, Move one of the frigates into the grid location I'm sending now. Zett kept the ship where the two turrets could both do the most damage. Send half the Freighters across the starboard haul. The enemy ship commed to the station, "I was expecting you to surrender, call off your attack and I'll take Zett now." Zett commed in as well at this point, No thanks i like my head where it is. The ship was now behind the Frigates Engines, Zett spun the ship and flipped it using the tug on the ship to bring it above onto the upper side of the haul, firing the Missile as he passed the Engines of the ship, causing damage to it, but not destroying them due to the Shields still being on-line.
He kept the ship spinning and avoiding fire from the Frigate as much as possible. Zett Kept it up for almost 10 minutes until he heard word from the Frigate still in the firing zone of the Pirates, they had lost there Shields, Zett felt a slight bit of responsibility for that and spoke into the comms, Get some fighters and Freighters over there to take it's place, Frigate two, try and pull into defense range of the station.
Zett thought to himself that if his frigate had lost Shields it wouldn't be long before the enemy would too, he was right only a few minutes later and they did.
Zett almost rejoiced the commed in again, If any one has Ion Cannons or missiles Attack with them at important points, Engines first!!! Zett Spun the ship back flying over the bridge then spun again firing another missile into the Engines, one of them exploded another freighter hit the other then all crews attacked the bridge, before ant arrived however Zett spoke up into the Comm shouting another order, Leave the bridge for Ion cannons try not to destroy it only cripple it! Two of the freighters that had been moving toward the bridge changed course due to them not having Ion guns, They where a rarity Zett knew that but still he saw some that did have them fire on the bridge. After short bombardment the bridge of the enemy flickered and the Ship went off-line.
Zett sat back in his chair letting out a the biggest sigh of relief he had ever given, hearing the cheers over the comm lines, he removed his headset seeing repair ship flying from the space station to retrieve the pirates ship, doubtless the also carried Troops to secure the ship, first however tow ships latched on to bring it in.
Zett turned the Ship to the station and ported again, he had to report and get the rest of the supplies that had been stopped before the battle, Before landing he spoke with Ante', That went well, listen I'm going back to the Commandeer if the damage is bad enough I'll see if he can spare any repair crews? Zett was worried she would pack up and leave, he would under stand, she had only been on for two days, and she had seen more action then most people see and years, but she had taken the weight off his back so much, it was good having other mechanics. Until then T6 and the others will still help out, and I'll help when I get back. He wasn't going to bring any thing about her quiting, Zett waited for a response, then would leave to get things set up for there Departure...
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Jun 22, 2012 13:41:07 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on Jun 22, 2012 13:41:07 GMT -5
(occ-lolshortyshort)
Ryver set to doing what she was programmed to do level mass destruction upon all that were not her side. The guns fired non-stop going to the point of having to cool down due to the over heating. The short down time they were able to tie into other ships which had open comunications alter their courses or increase shielding or if towards the pirates foul coms and other unprotected areas. The battle slowly came to a head they sprayed the pirate with all they had. Drawing down the shields and removing the guns that were becoming a nuisence.
When it was all done they were satisfied with the results of the battle. On their landing Ryver let Taym take over to start repaires and review the battle in detail.
While at the ramp ....We'll need to end this madness one way or another. Would you not agree, for the end time is near.
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Post by Foxfire on Jun 22, 2012 13:41:31 GMT -5
(occ-lolshortyshort)
Ryver set to doing what she was programmed to do level mass destruction upon all that were not her side. The guns fired non-stop going to the point of having to cool down due to the over heating. The short down time they were able to tie into other ships which had open comunications alter their courses or increase shielding or if towards the pirates foul coms and other unprotected areas. The battle slowly came to a head they sprayed the pirate with all they had. Drawing down the shields and removing the guns that were becoming a nuisence.
When it was all done they were satisfied with the results of the battle. On their landing Ryver let Taym take over to start repaires and review the battle in detail.
While at the ramp ....We'll need to end this madness one way or another. Would you not agree, for the end time is near.
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Jun 27, 2012 7:37:25 GMT -5
Post by Captain Kalmar on Jun 27, 2012 7:37:25 GMT -5
The ships sudden, jerky movements implied Anté was right – the enemy ship has arrived. Hearing the sounds of cannons firing she had the urge to go take a look outside, but when another yank of the ship threw her across the room, earning her a nice bruise around her left, untattooed eye, she decided that won’t be the cleverest of all ideas. Anté felt all the impacts shaking the Star Hunter, spreading all throughout its metal skeleton in waves and continuing up from the floor through her solid, traveller’s boots up into her head, resonating and causing her to be almost deafened. Thanks for the shields. Hopefully they will last long enough.
Yet still, the ship certainly did take some damage and Anté already started to think about all the necessities she will have to arrange in order to make the ship fully operational again. Not that she would be too obsessed with her work, but with the screaming of engines in her back, Zett’s shouting in the front and the screeching of cannon rounds all around it was better to think about practical things than about the possibility of being just a scorched tangle of space junk flying lifelessly through the void. Hebba, whoever he was, went after Zett quite the hard way and Anté would be the more curious about what deal was lying between these two, if she wasn’t just trying not to be sick.
Fortunately, it didn’t take that long and the situation seemed to be calming down. Finally daring to step outside and take a look through the window she saw the smouldering enemy spacecraft being surrounded by smaller ships attempting to drag it in the desired direction. So we won. Good to know. Only then she realized she was terribly trembling, almost as much as when she was nearly caught by the slaver, but it was a great relief to know it was all over now. She stepped out onto the solid ground of the station when Zett approached her and informed her about the repairs. She first stared at him for a moment, not exactly sure what it was he was asking of her, but then she shook off the initial confusion and replied.
‘Yeah, I’ll... I’ll get started on it, I just... hey, this was just quite a lot different from what I expected...’ She put a hand over her brows in order to calm herself down but immediately hissed with pain as she touched the slight swelling around her eye. The pain however brought a little more sobriety from the shock of the battle and she felt she should probably be capable of normal communication now. ‘I’ll take T6 and see what has to be done. But I’d like some answers. Not necessarily now, but since this now concerns me, I’d like to know a few things.’ Anté knew that was not exactly fair – she hasn’t told him her story either, but on the other hand, it was not her putting their lives at risk.
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Jun 27, 2012 13:06:55 GMT -5
Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on Jun 27, 2012 13:06:55 GMT -5
((OOC---This post goes into Zett's back story a bit, so it gets rather long.))
Zett was away from the ship when he began thinking about what type of questions Ante' might want to ask.
He shook the thought as he entered to see that the repair crews where scrambling to get to the other pirate ship that now belonged to them, and other locations that where on the space station. It was now clear that he would be getting little to no help on his own ship.
Zett was jogging through the gambling room and then the Cantina, where he was stopped by the station commander whom he was looking for.
Zett stopped at the bar where Zett's favorite drink was placed, But how's he know? Zett thought to himself. But the words spoken where only Thanks. After all it was highly possible that it was just a coincident.
Zett sat and began to ask after taking a sip of the Alderaanian Ale, I doubt you can spare any repair crews? My ship could use a little bit a repairing.
The commander shook his head, "All our crews are busy. Sorry." Zett shrugged then spoke again, Alright then, do i get paid? The station commander nodded "Equal pay as every one else, plus a little extra to help you stay out of ruts with Hebba." A Questioning grin traced the face of the commander.
How did he know that? Zett thought to himself again, looking the man up and down, he had neck long hair, and brown trench coat, and a cortosis weave sword.
Yet something was familiar about him, Whats your name any way? The commander shook his head a little and chuckled, placing the credits for Zett, "You mean you haven't guessed yet, and i thought i had hinted at it enough." Now Zett was nervous.
The commander laughed, "I guess it has been a while since We've seen each other, I'll tell you, It's me Kyle."
Zett was stunned, his best friend whom he had left over 12 years ago back on Tatooine. Zett laughed And embraced his long lost friend.
Kyle shook it off and spoke again, "You heard about your mother?" Zett nodded, I even saw her body. What about Sarah? The little girl who had protected him long ago. But the news was as sad as when he had hear about his mother, "When you went missing Hebba Killed her in an attempt to get your attention, but i guess you didn't get the message."
Zett clenched a fist, I really hate that Hutt. he thought to himself more.
Kyle brought him out of his daze, "Listen bud, I've been slowing Hebba down for a while now I'll help you if you ever need it but for now I'll i can do is get you outta here safely so if you ever need a hiding place then here." Kyle handed Zett a Landing pass. "This will get you a landing here no matter what in just a few minutes."
Zett took it, OK but i have something to give you too. Zett pulled out the anti virus he had designed thanks to the pirate ship Ryver / Taym destroyed back at Utapau. Zett's droid T6 had Pulled some data off the ship from both before and after Ryver / Taym attacked. The result was perfect, Zett had found a small strip of binary, the language of all droids and computers, to do any type of hacking you have to change the binary code, a Art Taym had perfected he was able to hack any thing by just changing one piece of coding. Far better then any human could but it had it's flaws. Namely one that Taym never thought a human smart enough to find. A anti virus could be created to hold back and fight the Taym virus, by blocking that one piece of code.
Zett handed the copy to Kyle, as he stood to return to his ship, the untested anti virus might still need adjustments before fighting the Taym virus but Kyle would be able to get it to work. Plug that into your main computer, and I will kill that Hutt soon, when I do? Kyle responded, "I'll help."
Zett started back, memories of his childhood flooding back one of Zett and Kyle working on the moisture farms, another of him Kyle and Sarah steeling food from Hebba's cooks. Zett sighed as he reached the docking door to the landing pad where his ship was sitting and made sure the atmosphere shield was still on-line before returning to the Star Hunter To answer Ante's question(s).
Removing his helmet when he got inside, Finding Ante' as he took his own tools to start helping on the repairs. I was right they couldn't spare any repair crews.
Zett stared taking a list of the repairs needed which wasn't much being as the shield held quite well, You uh...had questions? Zett asked calmly. Ready to answer any she may have, still not knowing what she might want to ask.
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Jun 27, 2012 15:45:45 GMT -5
Post by Foxfire on Jun 27, 2012 15:45:45 GMT -5
(occ-skipping the droids for they are working)
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