Hayabusa's Dawn of Defiance: Chapter II: A Wretched Hive

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
(Earlier)
"Only in my spare time," he says. "I couldn't hope to compete with a professional like you..."
"Yeah, well," A bothered look informs Darius how that particular jab is appreciated -- and after he paid the man a compliment too! "Try taw direct it mawstly tawards the awppawsitian in the future, will you? If you can't even canvince your friends with the truth -- you ain't standing awn very sawlid grawnd taw begin with, are you?" A light pat on the Jedi's arm with the back of his fingers.

<Response Darius?>

"I don't know," Okeefe says. "I don't know anyone at this location and it would take three or four days to get here and back from Resurgence"
"Any way taw send *them* a message awn the quiet side then?" Varth and Verana are still nominally in charge of this investigation after all. Let them decide if it's worth sending a ship over. (Should have done that from the start, frankly. Why did they- Oh, right: the Victra-palace aide connection thing.)

<Response Okeefe?>

(Now)
"We got what we came here for... I think that is the part you do not seem to want to understand." She motions to O'keef, "As the captain has said the next part is likely to head to where this operation is, and we have that too."

"We just happened upon some sort of spy in the process. We could have just passed that information on, we did not need to run her down and capture her. And now you have plans to torture her? I never signed on for that." She looks at Mack and consider that he would likely have no issue with that and then looks to Darius and does not quite get him yet.
"Naw, sra," fires back a frowning besalisk, whirling around. "What *you* don't seem to understand is that everybody else on the frekking bawt disagrees with you *and* agreed taw the kidnapping! But that can't pawssibly be becawse you're wrang abawt sawmething, could it? What did you frekking *think* we were gawing taw daw with her? Invite her fawr tea?" For crying out loud. There's wilful blindness and then there's just plain nonsense! (As if *he* liked the idea any better or something!)

With a resigned look and tone, "So if you do not want to help with getting a few J..." She seems to just stop herself before she says 'Jedi', "... a few people like me or Darius from the clutches of a Hutt, then fine by me. When we are done here, we can go our separate ways. It would probably make us both happier at this point."

She starts for the door and stops-
When she turns around though, she's confronted with a besalisk that's much closer than expected, looking down on her with those wide brown eyes of his. "You dawn't understand a thing a thing abawt me, daw you..?" There's distress in there, need, pupils you could sink into... And then he's kissing her.
 
Last edited:

log in or register to remove this ad

Dr Simon

Explorer
When Sloor pats him on th arm, Darius merely looks blankly and blandly into the besalisk's eyes and withdraws his arm. Inside he is a bit confused about what the problem is. Organa highlighted the importance of this Jedi's dream, did he not. Darius shakes his head and steps away, an action he repeats again when Sloor makes his move on Mir.

~Must be hormones, ~ he thinks, and goes to find Mack and the prisoners. Once there, he gestures the soldier out of earshot of their captives.

"We have a secondary mission to complete, which has priority over getting information from those two, at this time," he says. "We could use your expertise."
 

Songdragon

Explorer
The woman's eyes go wide in shock and surprise and she pushes away from Sloor. She catches Darius departing and sees that she has to deal with Besalisk on her own. She steps back a step giving herself some room between herself and Sloor and starts in a confuse manner, "Ah... um... I do not think of you in that way Sloor." She then tries to get the subject changed, "Let's see to Mack and Darius..." and starts towards the tow companions.
 

perrinmiller

Adventurer
Mack Granger, Human Male Soldier

~ Alone In the Cargo Hold ~

MackSmall.jpg


Mack wonders what is taking so long and finishes up removing the clone trooper armor from the Imperial agent's escorts.

"Hey! We going to wake this one up and find out what her story is or what?"

OOC:
OOC:
OOC: Happy New Year. It is already 2013 for me. :)


[sblock=Mini Stats]Mack Granger
DP:
4 (Rescue) FP: 5
Init: +10 Perception: +10(+8 without Helmet)
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: nothing but a speeder

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
(Earlier)
When Sloor pats him on the arm, Darius merely looks blankly and blandly into the besalisk's eyes and withdraws his arm. Inside he is a bit confused about what the problem is. Organa highlighted the importance of this Jedi's dream, did he not. Darius shakes his head and steps away.
Sloor looks back, frowns/blinks, then shakes his head: obviously he was expecting something other than blank-walled unfriendliness (*Retreating* from a simple touch? Frek).... The frekker has issues, obviously. Issues the besalisk has a hard time caring about at the moment: "Fine. You lie taw me again and I'll break bawth your arms then. Naw what's this abawt 'lights'?"

<Response Darius?>

OOC: By the casual gestures, he's referring to the video message they've just re-watched. (Let me know if Darius just leaves without another word, please.)
(Now)
The woman's eyes go wide in shock and surprise and she pushes away from Sloor,
who lets her break the kiss but still keeps their body close, eyes intense.

She catches Darius departing and sees that she has to deal with Besalisk on her own. She steps back a step giving herself some room between herself and Sloor,

and is half-flooded with relief <I'm assuming? :)> when he doesn't resist -- though both her hands are still lying in his at this point, granted.

She starts in a confuse manner, "Ah... um... I do not think of you in that way Sloor." She then tries to get the subject changed, "Let's see to Mack and Darius..." and starts towards the tow companions.

Of course she doesn't think of him that way, she being the most repressed/controlled woman he's ever met! Which is neither here nor frekking bloody there! His left hands tightens on hers, preventing her escape for now...

"The pawint is, sra... Nawbawdy wins if you leave; especially nawt me." His grip (reluctantly) opens then, so that her right hand and lower arm now just rest on the warmth of his wide palms -- like buds of some alien flower.

<Response Mir?>

"Hey! We going to wake this one up and find out what her story is or what?" Mack calls out from the cargo hold.
"Cawming!" replies Sloor without breaking pose or eye contact.


OOC: Happy new year!
 
Last edited:

Dr Simon

Explorer
(Earlier)

Sloor looks back, frowns/blinks, then shakes his head: obviously he was expecting something other than blank-walled unfriendliness (*Retreating* from a simple touch? Frek).... The frekker has issues, obviously. Issues the besalisk has a hard time caring about at the moment: "Fine. You lie taw me again and I'll break bawth your arms then. Naw what's this abawt 'lights'?"
"It would seem to refer to myself and Mir," says Darius calmly, completely ignoring the threat. "Due to our connection with the Force." He pauses, as if troubled by some innner thought for a moment, then heads for the cargo hold and Mack.

~ Alone In the Cargo Hold ~
Mack wonders what is taking so long and finishes up removing the clone trooper armor from the Imperial agent's escorts.

"Hey! We going to wake this one up and find out what her story is or what?"

*Ahem*

~Must be hormones, ~ he thinks, and goes to find Mack and the prisoners. Once there, he gestures the soldier out of earshot of their captives.

"We have a secondary mission to complete, which has priority over getting information from those two, at this time," he says. "We could use your expertise."
 

possum

First Post
"Any way taw send *them* a message awn the quiet side then?" Varth and Verana are still nominally in charge of this investigation after all. Let them decide if it's worth sending a ship over. (Should have done that from the start, frankly. Why did they- Oh, right: the Victra-palace aide connection thing.)

<Response Okeefe?>

[color=orange}"Not from this distance. I know that we've been gathering the resources to put up listening and receiving stations, but there are currently none in this sector. It'd be far too risky to risk a HoloNet transmission with the encryption that I have."[/color] Okeefe replies.
 

perrinmiller

Adventurer
~ In the Cargo Hold ~

MackSmall.jpg


Mack looks curiously at the other man, "And what mission is that? We were going to see what this lady knows about the frozen people so we can rescue them. What the blasted hutt bottoms have you guys been discussing?"

OOC: Sorry, Dr. Simon. The lack of notifications and running multiple timelines where Mack was not present is playing havoc with my updating here. If Mack is not present, I don't read the posts.
Can we done with split scenes with different timelines from now on? I don't want to do any more simultaneous scenes at two different times. Once we move along, that should be it. We moved on. Please save the conversation idea for a later when you have a new opportunity like any other normal game.
[sblock=Mini Stats]Mack Granger
DP:
4 (Rescue) FP: 5
Init: +10 Perception: +10(+8 without Helmet)
HP: 55 (17 Threshold) Current: 55 CT: 0
Reflex: 21 (18ff) Fort: 17 Will: 15

Weapon in Hand: nothing but a speeder

Attack Options: Point Blank Shot, Precise Shot, Battle Analysis, Cover Fire, Running Attack, Quick Draw, Rapid Shot[/sblock]
 

Binder Fred

3 rings to bind them all!
(Earlier, cockpit)
"It would seem to refer to myself and Mir," says Darius calmly, completely ignoring the threat. "Due to our connection with the Force." He pauses, as if troubled by some innner thought for a moment, then leaves.
The besalisk relaxes quietly tensed muscle: not going to confront him on the arm-breaking bits, uh? Not very honest of him... which unfortunately fits fairly well with the rest. "That spirk's a mine waiting taw gaw awff, sra," he confides in Okeefe. Poke him one way and nothing, the other... "Let's keep an eye awn him." A sudden burst of somewhat dark humour, but humour nonetheless, sharing a sideways a look with the white-haired captain, "Fawr his awn gawd, you knaw."

<Response Okeefe?>

Back to the subject at hand... "Saw a simple Mayday with naw new infawrmatian at all?" muses the besalisk, mostly for himself. Bit disappointing there. Was hoping for something from that 'familiar and yet not' bit, but apparently not... "You did speak taw the bawss man befawre that thawgh, right sra? Explained the whawle Antilles and Tibanna thing?" [etc]

(One last try: Earlier, still cockpit)
[color=orange}"Not from this distance. I know that we've been gathering the resources to put up listening and receiving stations, but there are currently none in this sector. It'd be far too risky to risk a HoloNet transmission with the encryption that I have."[/color] Okeefe replies.
There's some definite disadvantages to working for the underdog... "Delayed packet maybe? Through-" what does she call him -"awer 'benefactawr'? Sawme awf the awthers have convinced themselves we *dan't* need Darga's cawnnectians anymawre, that the missian's *dawne*." Crazy as that sounds to him. "Be nice if I cawld tell them the higher ups are considering it..."

Then there's the whole Victra thing, of course, but that's a whole other crate of Quekka.

<Response O'Keefe?>
 
Last edited:

possum

First Post
Okeefe hasn't been able to contact headquarters, save for receiving the message (they have what's needed on-world on Alderaan). She is unable to think of a secure way to make contact.
 

Remove ads

AD6_gamerati_skyscraper

Remove ads

Recent & Upcoming Releases

Top