RPG: Age of Skywalker (Page 9 of 30)

<Aegob.  I do not remember him from my time as a master.  And Leia should be in the communications room.  She has been desperately trying to form an alliance with the Chiss for the last little bit.  But the Chiss are a stubborn and wary race.  Myself and Kharn were justing talking.  Care to join us for a bit?  You could be a great asset on what we plan to do.>

Tanis arched an eyebrow.  "Oh?  Do tell."

<You know Kharn has been in stasis for quite some time correct?>

"Yes."

<Kharn here is in a bit of a depression.  And honestly from the way he is reacting I think it could lead to the darkside.  No offense.  But he told me that there was one he loved that was supposed to go in stasis with him.  But when he awoke she was not there.  And he does not kow where she is.  So I propose we go to the coordinates he remembers and see if she still lives.  Or if we can find evidence to prove either way.  What say you?  Are you in?>

Shiv opened the door. "I want to go." Kharn said stepping into room. "Sh- Hello Master Tanis."

<He knows, he wants to help you.>

Kharn looked over at Tanis who was still sitting in the chair. He nodded.

"When do we leave?"

*just a question for whoever's posting for Ma'ryk, as I noticed the "Ma'ryk breathed in.  ALways smelled good;" is he wearing his helmet?  Just wondering*

As Ven continued on about how Skywalker had consolidated the former Imperial forces, crushing all who tried to challenge his rule or break away into a independent kingdom, Ralin had switched his focus to the new patron who had entered the bar.  The 360 degree field of view provided by his Mandalorian helmet allowed him to focus on without shifting his face-plate away from Ven.  The newcomer's green armor showed signs of wear and action. 

Though he sounded at ease here, Ralin notice his hand never stayed far from his weapon, and his head remained upright and alert.

Not quite as at ease as you try to sound, are you? thought Ralin. Just careful? or you have enemies here?

“Thanks, Sally” the newcomer says to the droid as it brings him his caf.

This time Ven heard him.  The older man jerked around at the sound of the man’s voice.  “I’ll be right back!” Ven said in a tempered voice and got up from the corner booth

Ralin leaned forward to watch the exchange, his gloved finger slighly stroking the triger of the blaster he held under the table out of sight

Ma'ryk took the caf, and turned to face to nearby viewport.  He took off his helmet, and felt the cool blast of air-conditioned breeze against his flesh.  He sipped the steaming drink slowly, savouring the hot taste as it poured down his throat.  After finishing the caf, and replacing his helmet, he reclined on the seat.  He waited until the barkeep had served the other patrons that were waiting, and then waved him over to Ma'ryk's seat.

"I got the last shipment on schedule.  Good work."  He lowered his voice to barely above a whisper, "I hae need of some more armaments.  For the Stingray and for myself.  For me, I need a collapsible RPG launcher, and a couple different styles of blaster pistol, preferably from different companies."

"If you wanted these, you could just buy them anywhere.  Why come to me?"

"I'm going to be busy soon, and I need this to be done on a bit of a down-low.  I would also like a disrupter armament for my guns, and my left gauntlet.  A couple toxic darts would be useful as well.  Oh, and a few high grade explosives.  The usual stuff.  Just to keep me going."

Ven sighed.  "Alright, I'll get them."

Ma'ryk smiled beneath his helmet, glad that Ven was willing to do this so easily.  More and more of his assignments these days required large-scale demolitions, and he was sick of using the old grenades.  He slid some credits acrs the table, discreetly into Ven's hand, and then stood, making the exchange seem like a simple handshake.  He turned, and walked out of the room, still aware of the feeling of being watched.  The feeling that had gone on throughout the exchange.  Someone in here was keping an eye on him.  Must be the armour; it wasn't too common these days.  Strange; Ma'ryk thought he had seen a glimpse of similar armour when he had entered.  He stopped, and then turned around, scanning the room again, more carefully this time.  Ven had disappeared, into one of the private booths, Panak assumed.

Ma'ryk stepped out of the line of sight of the bar, and continued to monitor the area.  If there was another Mandalorian in there, he would have to talk to him.  Hopefully he had contact with the rest of the clans, and would be able to provide Ma'ryk with some information.  He had been separated long ago, and had tried to find the clans. However, many of them had gone into hiding, and Ma'ryk had never been very successful.  The other Mando, if he was in there, might know.  With this possibility, Ma'ryk crouched down, and waited, his hand on a blaster pistol strapped to his hip, just in case...

<Now.  Meet me at my ship Ryyk's Revenge in half an hour.  Both of you.  Pack anything you feel you may need.>

They left to pack the belongings they had.  When they left Shiv looked around the room.  He hadn't packed much.  He gathered up his weapons and found his small concealed hole he had dug.  He grabbed his lightsaber and tucked it under his belt.  After he had all weapons he checked the room one last time.  Ah!  The wood figure.  He went over to the table and picked up.  He placed it in his utility belt.

Making his way over to the docking bays he ran into Chewbacca who was working on the falcon.

<Hello Shvarrk.  Going somewhere?>

<Yes Chewbacca.  I am assisting a human in finding his love.  Isn't it a noble quest?>

<It is.  So tell me.  Why are you doing this?>

<To help him find his love as I just said.>

<Is that really why?  Or is this for you?  I've seen how you act Shiv.>

<That's preposterous!  I'm sorry to leave you on these terms Chewbacca put I must go.>

Shiv turned and left.  He made his way to his ship and boarded.  As he began priming the engines he thought about Chewbacca's words.  Was he really doing this for himself?  Perhaps he felt as if he was doing this to atone for what he felt as his failure back at Kashyyk.  He shook off the idea not bothering to consider it.  In the viewscreen with the camera's on the ship he saw Tanis and Kharn enter the boarding ramp.

<Are we ready?>

"Yes Shiv."  Kharn came up to Shiv and gave him the coordinates.

<Ah it's not too far.  About 5 hours if all goes well.  Please strap yourselves in.  We will be leaving momentarily.>  Settling into the pilot's chair he eased the yoke and took off into the starry sky.

Kharn sat down in the chair, he honestly had nothign to pack. All of his possesions, the few there were  that is, had been destoyed by time or taken by animals. He watched the stars seem to stretch as they transistioned to hyperspace, and he could already feel his pulse quickening at the chance to see Kirah again.

*zoncxs*

WAYWARD SOUL: FIRESPRAY 31-CLASS ASSAULT AND PATROL CRAFT: HYPERSPACE EN ROUTE TO CORUSCANT, ETA 35 HOURS, 26 MINUTES, AND 23 SECONDS.

As I enter the mess hall I see him sitting there with that dog-like creature sitting next to him, chewing on a very large bone. It's not much of a mess hall, actually, more of a tight space between his prisoner bunks and his training area. A humble little kitchenette. He's got that helmet of his, shaped like the dog-thing's skull, opened before him on the table, tools and various components splayed out in front of him.

"So.. whats on the menu?" I ask.

"Sorry about the cramped space. We don't actually have too much in the way of cuisine here. I keep it simple." He offers me a steaming bowl of some kind of mush. It smells like fruits and nuts. I take a spoonful.

"Not bad," I say.

"Military rations. I mix them with some of my own stores. Nothing special, but it keeps the energy up. Scratch here prefers meat, though." The pet perks up at the sound of its name. Smart, I think to myself. I finish the mush and realize its actually pretty filling.

"Thank you. I hope you don't mind if I just get to the point and ask why you joined Luke Skywalker?" I ask, looking at his face.

He finishes installing what looks like the helmet's filtration system, and looks up at me. "Because Skywalker's a good man. He believes in this cause of his...the restoration of galactic peace. He just needs help to temper his...judgement."

"What are his plans anyway?" I ask as he begins removing the seals around the polarized macrobinocular plate.

"I told you...he wants to restore peace to a war-torn galaxy. A noble quest, if you ask me." The twi'lek seems distant, masking himself in his work. He knows his armor intimately, and it gives him comfort now.

"Why is he doing this?" I ask. He seems to pause a moment, gathering himself in the force, intent on smoothing out the little ripples of annoyance. He's good at hiding himself, very good.

Calm once again, he looks up at me, "Peace. It's that simple. Look, I know his methods are...counterproductive to what say...the Rebel Alliance...intended to do. I'm sure that the last thing anyone wanted was another power hungry despot...Skywalker included. Sometimes such things are necessary." He looks back down at his helmet, and replaces the new visor plate, expertly applying new seals to his strange helmet.

"What are you planning to do?" I ask, watching him intently as he completes the last of his helmet modifications.

"My job. I am the Imperial Order's High Inquisitor. I am Overlord Skywalker's right hand. I will help him restore peace to this galaxy. He will help keep safe what I hold dear." He puts on his helmet and looks at me with that eerie skull-like face.

"Where do I fit in and what can I do?" I ask.

"Join us."
______________________________________________________________THE IMPERIAL ORDER'S PEACEKEEPER FLEET FLAGSHIP "OVERLORD'S SHADOW," VADER-CLASS ASSAULT DESTROYER http://www.eve-wiki.net/images/a/a1/Nyx1.png: ORBIT OVER CORUSCANT.

Overlord Skywalker looks at his recently arrived guest.
<Interesting...> He thinks <I sense the dark side is strong in him. I must be careful. I'm not sure what his intentions are.>

Lt. Farr, having just completed a conversation over the comm, looks at Overlord Skywalker, "Apologies, m'lord. I've just been informed that Inquisitor Jinn has left this vessel and is en route to the rendezvous with your spy."

Skywalker's gaze never leaves the Kaleesh's eyes, "Have Inquisitor Jinn arrange to station himself aboard the Intimidator, once Commander Paret arrives at the rendezvous point as well."

"Of course, Overlord Skywalker." Lt. Farr salutes and at a wave of Skywalker's hand, exits the hanger with a squad of Peacekeeper's in tow.

Overlord Skywalker looks at Hisuke, "This way please." His dark robes flow like they are caught in a wind as he turns and the two, accompanied by a Peacekeeper escort, make their way through the vessel's halls, passing Peacekeepers engaged in all sorts of ship related activity.

"You aren't the first to seek me out. Feel free to speak openly on board my ship. You have nothing to fear."

I'm sitting in The Savior's cockpit. I've had The Savior since the Clone Wars. When order 66 was given I was out scouting and  R2-D4 was with me. My scouting party attacked me and I was forced to kill them. R2-D4 and I fled to the capital city and bought a Deepwater-class frieghter. I named it The Savior. We fled to the Unkwown regions where I modified The Savior. The Savior is my home and R2-D4 is my best friend. We just came out of the unkwown regions this year.
I hear a noise.
"Is that a engine?" R2-D4 asks.
"Maybe, let's go check." I say.
R2-D4 and I go outside Shiv's ship is starting up. I look up into the cockpit where i can see Shiv sitting. I wave. I wait until the ship takes off to go back into The Savior.
"This reminds me, we might want to leave soon." I say
"To manaan, where we could hide underwater?" R2-D4 asks.
"No."
"Mon Calamari?"
"No."
"Coruscant?"
"Maybe. Keep the ship ready to leave."

(Don't mean to nitpick, but the grammar and punctuation errors are really confusing...)

Overlord Skywalker stops in his tracks, and with but a single gesture, the hall is clear of Peacekeepers. Just the two of them stand eye to eye. Skywalker doesn't bother to hide his displeasure. His voice is a low and raspy hiss.

"I see...and what job do you intend to finish, Sith?"

The two stare at each other again for just a moment, when Overlord Skywalker's comm sounds.

"Yes, Lieutenant Farr," Skywalker says. He is instantly calm again.

"The comm officer on duty has just informed me that the Wayward Soul has exited hyperspace in this sector, Overlord. Any instructions?"

Overlord Skywalker looks at his Kaleesh guest. "Have him meet me in the Main Breifing Room, Lieutenant. "

"What of his guest, Sir?"

"Tell High Inquisitor Starjammer to bring him along as well."

"Yessir."

Overlord Skywalker looked at Hisuke, all traces of anger gone from his face, "Master Ichimura, would you care to join us. We can speak as soon as High Inquisitor Starjammer arrives."
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WAYWARD SOUL; FIRESPRAY-31 CLASS ASSAULT AND PATROL CRAFT:BOARDING THE IMPERIAL ORDER'S PEACEKEEPER FLEET FLAGSHIP "OVERLORD'S SHADOW," http://www.evewiki.net/images/a/a1/Nyx1.png: CORUSCANT SPACE

"Communications Officer has granted clearance to disembark the ship, Master," Glitch says.

I am fully armored and cloaked in the uniform of both my Jensaari birthright and my position within the Peacekeeper ranks. I wear my rank of High Inquisitor as I wear my Vornskr skull helmet, with pride and purpose. My faithful vornskr is at my side and I growl at him, using the force to speak his language. Zoncxs looks at me curiously. Scratch is watching him intensively, that dangerously venomous tail of his wagging non-stop.

I step down the Soul's boarding ramp and into the Shadow's private hangar.
"This way, Mr. Zoncxs. We're expected."

The hangar is full of Peacekeeper soldiers, armed and ready, black armor gleaming in the harsh light. I make my way to the Main Breifing Room, as ordered.

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((You wouldn't believe how hard it was for me to translate that yesterday....it means "I'm a mercenary, I'm not suicidal."))

Ma'ryk bowed his head in respect to the fallen.  It was a terrible thing to be the only surviving member of their Clan.  "As far as I know, they are all dead as well.  I know not; I was separated from them a long time ago, and have not been able to reach them since."

"I apologize for my behavior.  I didn't know if you were a true Mando, or if you were just a mercenary who had taken the armour.  I have also kind of fallen into a bit of a paranoid phase."  He smiled glumly behind his visor.  he then asked the question that had been naggin him at the back of his mind.
"What are you doing here on Coruscant?  Are you on an assignment or something?"

As Kharn put the Ryyk's Revenge into hyperdrive.  He made his way to the passenger area.  His ship had 3 main areas.  The cockpit passenger quarters which had 3 bunks on either side of the wall the passenger area which was basically some chairs around a table and a small kitchen/ med bay. 

<Kharn, I noticed the co-ordinates you gave me were on Endor.  How did you end up there?>

THE IMPERIAL ORDER'S PEACEKEEPER FLEET FLAGSHIP "OVERLORD'S SHADOW," VADER-CLASS ASSAULT DESTROYER http://www.eve-wiki.net/images/a/a1/Nyx1.png: ORBIT OVER CORUSCANT, AN HOUR AFTER THE WAYWARD SOUL'S ARRIVAL.

Overlord Skywalker looks around the room. He is seated in a form flex chair at a large wood- carved table, imported from Kashyyk. Seated to his right, is the High Inquisitor They'da Starjammer, dressed in full Jensaari armor, his Imperial Order Peacekeeper rank pinning his cloak around his neck. The newly appointed Inquisitor Zoncxs, also dressed in his cloak of office is seated next in line, followed by Inquisitor Ichimura, and then a holographic representation of Inquisitor Jinn, currently en route to a rendezvous with the Peacekeeper Dreadnought Intimidator.

"Thank you all for being here today. I hope you've all had the opportunity to see some of what the Order has to offer. There are just two more people we're waiting for, then we can begin."

Overlord Skywalker's comm goes off. "Lieutenant?"

"Apologies, Overlord. Tho'un and Xan are here to see you."

"Escort them in, Lieutenant." Skywalker looks around the room, "Our little family appears to be growing, doesn't it?"

Ten minutes later, the Main Breifing Room's door opens with a hiss. A fully armored Mustafarian http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Image:Mu … _NEGAS.jpg and an IG-100 MagnaGuard http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Image:MagnaGuard.jpg walk in. Each of them, first the Mustafarian, then the droid, sit in the seats beside Inquisitor Jinn's holographic representation. Skywalker nodds to each of them in turn, "Gentlemen, introducing Inquisitors Tho'un and Xan." Each is handed a small parcel, which they open and in turn pull out black hooded cloaks and rank pins. They put them on.

"Fine start, gentlemen. However, its only the beginning. All of us understand our purpose here. The galaxy must heal. War has torn it apart time and again. We must be strong, we must rebuild, we must endure. The Empire is dead, bled dry and left empty by its former Emperor. We can offer hope and life and peace. We can learn from the mistakes of those like my father, Darth Vader."

He can't help smile at the obvious shock and surprise of those around him. Skywalker's true parentage was not commonly known to the outside people.

"It is true. He was my father, but he was corrupted by the greed of the Sith. Yes, Our former Emperor Palpatine was actually a Sith Lord, wholly and fully engulfed by the dark side."

Another shocking revelation made truth to the small group before him.

"Now that we know, we can be even more vigilant against corruption."

Skywalker looks around the room at his Inquisitors.

"Any questions?"