"Won't do, more likely," Kacela replies calmly. "There are many disciplines of the Dark Side that are inherently corrupt, and corrupting."
OOC: Could you pick a color for Kacela, please?
"Though in this particular case... it took Karil Valera decades to decipher enough of how the Rakata build their machines to begin to build her own. And as much as many Jedi would hate to admit it, that woman was a singular talent -- with the force, with working with technology, and with drawing gifted people to her side. I doubt many of us could have discovered what she did, even we had the inclination." Keda said.
Could be, would be, should be - no straight answer forthcoming, why am I not surprised? Throwing both lekku over her shoulders to hide her agitation, Sianni leaned back in her chair and took a moment to regain her composure.
"So let me take an educated guess:
Soldier-boy is our pilot,
the Ithorian Jedi knows stuff about droids,
the 'tin-can' serves as cannon-fodder,
this Jedi is our watchdog
and I am here because I am that good,"
she finished with a smug grin, indicating each one in turn with a flick of her right braintail.
OOC: Tomalor is not a Jedi and has done nothing to indicate his Force adeptness (and its a bit reluctant about that for historical reasons). As far as he's mentioned (previous to thread, I guess), he's a mechanic and expert on droids.
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Still grinning, Sianni replied to Theta's remark, unfazed by the fact that she didn't have the slightest idea of what the Mandalorian said. Still, it had to be something unflattering.
"Ooh, that's all you got, tin-boy? ... Or is that tin-girl - it is a bit hard to tell. I already feared a lylek might have gotten your tongue."
Satisfied that he finally acknowledged her, Sianni decided to let the matter slide for the moment. There would be time enough later on for some real fun.
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OOC: Tomalor is not a Jedi and has done nothing to indicate his Force adeptness (and its a bit reluctant about that for historical reasons). As far as he's mentioned (previous to thread, I guess), he's a mechanic and expert on droids.
Yup, but Sianni's drawing wrong conclusions. "Turn them dark." and that he answered her question whether the droid's weapons might be force-powered (even if the answer itself was inclusive) lead her to believe that he is also a force-user. And since everybody "knows" that the Jedi don't tolerate other force traditions, he "must obviously" be a Jedi, even if an unconvential one.
Hawke snorts at the arrogant Twi-lek's "observation".
"I hope for your sake that was a joke and not the limits of your observational skills. You've already been told I'm the pilot of this little expedition. If that's the best you can come up with for me, you won't last half an hour in uncharted territory."
His rebuke done, he turns back to the officers.
"Over-eagerness aside, I too would like to know when and where we're going."
Tomalor cringes when he is called a Jedi. In a deep, yet small voice, he says, "Tomalor no Jedi, good mistress. Tomalor good with tools and droids." He looks nervously at the Jedi in the room, his long head ducking.
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Tomalor cringes when he is called a Jedi. In a deep, yet small voice, he says, "Tomalor no Jedi, good mistress. Tomalor good with tools and droids." He looks nervously at the Jedi in the room, his long head ducking.
Oops, must be an Ithorian thing, then. Should have guessed by whole singing aspect. Looking suitably remorseful, Sianni answered with a bow as much as her sitting position would allow her.
"My apology, good sir. I certainly didn't mean to insult you."
Hawke snorts at the arrogant Twi-lek's "observation".
"I hope for your sake that was a joke and not the limits of your observational skills. You've already been told I'm the pilot of this little expedition. If that's the best you can come up with for me, you won't last half an hour in uncharted territory."
"And my most sincere apology to you, honored pilot." Another bow later, the tone of Sianni's voice quickly changed to pure sarcasm. "Might this lowly twi'lek make an unworthy suggestion? Perhaps you should tattoo 'Mr. Hawke' onto your forehead so that everyone who has not yet heard of your greatness will recognize you."
"I would have thought the uniform flight suit would have given that away..." Hawke says drily, "... but I forget not everyone has the benefit of being familiar with Republic military uniforms. My apologies, Miss ....?"
This one might actually be useful, Sianni noted happily before replying.
"None needed, Mr. Hawke. I am Sianni Amersu and I am indeed not really familiar with Republic Navy uniforms. Usually my contact with Navy pilots only extends to a tinny "You are in violation of Directive so-and-so ..." on a scratchy comm-line before I tell my pilots to "hit it".
So, are you a fighter-pilot and do you have any experience flying civilian transports?"
"Hawke Reyals, scout, explorer, and pilot, at your service. I can pilot pretty much anything - fighters, transports, airspeeders, whatever - though I don't have any experience with capital ships. 'Course, I doubt that'll be much of an issue. My most recent experience is with a fighter squadron, but I've flown civilian-class ships before, yes. I can handle starship weaponry as well, though it's quite a trick to handle the weapons and pilot at the same time on civvy ships."
"Hawker'eyals. A good name, I like it," Sianni smiled, pronouncing the human name as if it were a proper Twi'lek one. "I am sure we'll see how good you are.
I myself won't do much good with those ship guns, unfortunately, but somebody else here should be able to help out with that."
"I'm coming because of my experience in sensing and countering the dark side of the Force," Kacela says mildly. "I'm afraid you'll all just have to watchdog yourselves."
Was there a trace of impishness in her eyes? A slightly joking tone? Couldn't be...
"I'm coming because of my experience in sensing and countering the dark side of the Force," Kacela says mildly. "I'm afraid you'll all just have to watchdog yourselves."
Was there a trace of impishness in her eyes? A slightly joking tone? Couldn't be...
"That, and because I'm too old to be doing the legwork myself." Keda said, with an expression that very nearly matched the much younger woman's.
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"Over-eagerness aside, I too would like to know when and where we're going."
"Nerem 5." The Admiral said. "Ijatsi Systems had a research station there until the last attack. Smaller scale, but pretty clearly the same people."
Hawke
Ijatsi Systems builds the Republic Navy's current space superiority fighter, which you're quite familiar with for obvious reasons.
"I'm called Theta. Contrary to some peoples beliefs, I'm here for my knowledge of all things Mandalorian: tactics, language, and behavior. Could come in handy if we manage to capture one of their troops alive for interrogation or if the opportunity arises to impersonate one and infiltrate their group. Well, all that and my skill at killing anything that needs killing." he finishes speaking while making a point NOT to look in the Twi'lek's direction during the last part of his intro speech. "So, any correlation between the two targets that were hit? Did they just destroy areas and if so, what? Or did they blast their way in to make off with something or someone? Anything found missing from either site that could give us a clue what they're after?"
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Hawke sits up straighter in his chair. "An Ijatsi research station!? Did they steal any data or just demolish the place? I'd rather not be facing any next-gen fighters in a civvy rustbucket..."
Hawke sits up straighter in his chair. "An Ijatsi research station!? Did they steal any data or just demolish the place? I'd rather not be facing any next-gen fighters in a civvy rustbucket..."
"As to the first, that's what you're going to have to find out. A regular courier run showed up not knowing what had happened. She made all the scans she could, then headed for the nearest fleet station at maximum speed, but she was a courier, not an investigator. As to the second... I think you'll like what we've found for you. Civvy, well, that's the nature of covert ops. But it's not exactly a rustbucket." He said.