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Post by Darth Visciuus on Jul 18, 2006 17:22:02 GMT -5
The Defected Soul came out of hyperspace a parsec away from the systems outer most planet. Looking as close to un-suspicious as possible, Visciuus took an old beat up cargo freighter from the hanger the rest of the way to Tatooine. He landed in a small spaceport, going by the name of Ancorhead.
He got out of the shuttle, and using the Force to persuade the ship-keeper for free parking, pulled up his hood and wandered through the streets. He came to a bar, right on the main avenue, and ventured inside.
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Post by Vavne on Jul 18, 2006 17:44:13 GMT -5
Vavne landed his ship in in a small spaceport. He put his hood on and walked out slowly towards the bar he always went to on Tatooine. He walked inside and looked around at the regular group of thieves, crooks and other such people. He went up to the bar slowly and ordered a drink, looking around to see anyone particular. He could feel something but wasnt sure. He had been fooled before. He took his drink and continued to sit, his hood over his head and his robe closed to conceal his lightsaber.
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Post by Darth Visciuus on Jul 18, 2006 18:03:23 GMT -5
Visciuus sat in a concealed corner of one of the secondary rooms of the bar, talking to a man he had brought over with a drink
"What kind of job is this again?" he asked
"A job that will bring you and any you recruit considerable wealth. The...owner of the buisness I help run is looking for security troops to be stationed around his holdings. And this won't be no minor stuff either." Visciuus sats
"All right, I'll help ya out here." the man says. "My name is Jirk, by the way."
"Very well, Jirk." Visciuus says as he hands him a datapad. "Be at those coordinates in an hour. You'll meet my men there."
Visciuus watches as a cloaked figure walks in through the door.
"For security's sake, leave through the back."
Jirk does, and seconds later, Visciuus follows suit.
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Post by Vavne on Jul 18, 2006 18:09:44 GMT -5
Vavne wathced out of the corner of his eye as two went through the back of the bar in a rush. He wasnt sure what was the matter, but, he didnt like the way those people were acting. He paid for his drink quickly. "Keep the change" He walked out of the bar through the front entrance and walked all the way around. Even if he wasnt a Jedi or anything, he still wasnt going to let something illegal happen, especially if he was there. He went to the back and looked around closely as the two men came out of the back of the bar and started to walk. He didnt make it seem as if he was looking at them or anything in particular. He just continued to watch them and listen to what they were saying. He knew a lot of stuff went on in the underground of this place. Illegal trading, selling, the black market and all. He hated it all and if something was about to go down now, he was going to make sure he atleast tried to do something.
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Post by Darth Visciuus on Jul 18, 2006 18:19:24 GMT -5
Visciuus could sense someone was following him, someone with Force potential. He turned to Jirk as they walked.
"When we round this corner, run as fast as you can and get to your ship. Take off immediately and head for those coordinates."
They rounded the corner, and Jirk ran as hard as he could, rounding another corner just up ahead. Visciuus used the Force to compress the air around him into a small ball, and ass more air moved to fill in the empty spaces quickly forming around him, he grabbed that ball with the Force, and quickly pushed it into the ground, creating a wall of dust behind him. Quickly he punched in a code into his comlink, then used the Force to increase his speed as he followed Jirk.
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Post by Vavne on Jul 18, 2006 18:26:04 GMT -5
Vavne was caught off guard by the dust. He saw the direction they were going, though. The one he sensed was with them. He could feel a slight Force potential. He didnt run after them directly. He jumped onto the roof of the bar and ran where he saw a small trail of dust as they ran quickly. He ran as fast as the Force would take him, jumping over small shops and other small bars. He caught up with them slightly and jumped high off the roof he was on to land right in front of them. "Whats the rush, my young fellows?" He continued to keep his hood over his head and his robe closed up.
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Post by Darth Visciuus on Jul 18, 2006 18:32:54 GMT -5
Visciuus stopped imediately, and had to grab Jirk's collar to prevent him from running into this mysterious figure.
"Nothing, my little friend. Its just that, well, we're on a tight schedule and we really must be going..."
Visciuus's comlink beeped twice, the signal that his ship had in fact received his transmission and was closing in. Not willing to risk a fight here, he grabbed Jirk and backflipped up onto a wall, and then sideways to land on the open hatch of the freighter that had delivered him to Tatooine. Climbing into the cockpit, Visciuus yelled into his comlink.
"Furvip! Get the soul approximately 20 klicks from Tatooines mass shadow, now! We have to cut things short."
He turned around to Jirk, "Strap yourself in. We aint safe till we're on the soul."
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Post by Vavne on Jul 18, 2006 18:41:08 GMT -5
Vavne saw where they went and chased after them. "Yeah right its nothing." He went a seperate way, going to his ship. He knew they were going to a ship. He Force ran again to his ship, going through alleys and such until he reache his ship. He jumped in quickly and prepared it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he located the one with the Force abilites. Once he took off, he would give chase. If someone with the Force was doing something, he definetly needed to do something. But, then again, maybe he could help. He hadnt been a Jedi in a long time, so, what difference did it make.
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Post by Darth Visciuus on Jul 18, 2006 18:50:57 GMT -5
Visciuus piloted the freighter up towards the Defected Soul. He looked down at his sensors and noticed a ship following him, some dozen klicks back. He turned on the comm array.
"Commander Furvip, have the Defected Soul turn 20 degrees core-ward and bring up all sheilds on the port side once I've entered the hanger."
"Yes, My Lord." Furvip responded.
Visciuus turned back to Jirk, "Once we land go to deck 7 level 4. Ask for the quartermaster, he will get you some quarters. I will be with you in time." The ship rose up into the cargo hold, and Visciuus rushed to the turbo lift. He hit the button that sent him to the bridge.
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Post by Vavne on Jul 18, 2006 18:58:49 GMT -5
Vavne waited for a little while until he felt a small twinge. "Somethings going to happen." Pressed a few buttons before looking around slowly. "R7, get the shields ready." The little astromech droid beeped and whistled as it set the shields up. Vavne wasnt going to take any big risks. If something happened, he would speed out of there as quickly as his starfighter would take him.
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Post by Darth Visciuus on Jul 18, 2006 19:03:05 GMT -5
Visciuus stood over his sensor board on the bridge. "Communications," he said, "Open a channel to the star fighter."
"Channel open, My Lord."
"Unidentified starfighter. This is Gavin Luook, Captain of the Defected Soul. State your intentions."
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Post by Vavne on Jul 18, 2006 19:06:16 GMT -5
Vavne smiled a bit. "Thought maybe I could help you young fellows with something. You seemed to be in a rush and all." He knew they knew who they were talking to. Atleast maybe they knew. After all, he was the only one, who he could see atleast, who was chasing them.
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Post by Darth Visciuus on Jul 18, 2006 19:17:19 GMT -5
Visciuus smiled.
"I can't think of what you could help us with. My....employer....is a very important, and a very powerful, lady. I do not believe we are in any need of your services." Visciuus muted the comm. and turned to the 1st officer. "Prepare for a 4-Jump Protocol, after the last leg make a straight course for Korriban."
Visciuus turned and un--muted the mike. "Unless you'd wish to join our venture, or die, I suggest you turn back now. A Star Destroyer might be old, but it has been upgraded with modern weapons and inter-hull sheild generators. More than a match for your fighter."
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Post by Vavne on Jul 18, 2006 19:21:58 GMT -5
Vavne smiled again and concentrated on the Force user. He used his Malacia on him before speaking. "No need to get testy, kiddo. Just thought you could use some help. I hope you...uh...have fun on your little journey. May the...uh..well, never mind." Vavne directed his starfighter away and flew up and started to go out of Tatooine, still using Malacia on the Force user as he left.
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Post by Darth Visciuus on Jul 18, 2006 19:26:56 GMT -5
Visciuus turned to the veiwport, holding his stomach and feeling a little queezy. "Commander, jump....now."
After receiving a conformation nod, the star destroyer jumped out of system. Visciuus began to feel a little better, but only gradually did the nauseation wear off.
He turned to an officer. "Have Jirk come to my ready room. Commander, you have the bridge."
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