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<blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 5973436" data-attributes="member: 63746"><p><strong>[Tibanna in the car]</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Plum">"Why I became my awn bawss a lannng time agaw,"</span> agrees the multi-armed one in his borrowed guise, all sympathy (though, really, it hasn't been that long, has it? Two, three years..?) <span style="color: Plum">"How'd you cawme by the idea?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Gray"><Response Demos?></span></p><p></p><p>[OOC]Looking specifically for information on *where* this tibanna mining platform is located, don't you know. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />[/OOC]</p><p><strong>[Planning session]</strong></p><p>After a while, in the fullness of time, Sloor finally pings the now familiar door and then strides in with Darius and TB in tow, finding the blond soldier calmly maintaining his weapon on one side while Mir sits on the bed, just unfolding from her usual meditating pose. </p><p></p><p>He gets a weird impulse, seeing her like this, checks it, and then just goes with it: what the heck, you only live once. He picks Mir up by the shoulders, twirls her around once, grinning, and then plops her back from whence he took her, her hair just a bit mussier than before from the impromptu flight.</p><p> </p><p><span style="color: Plum">"Things are gawing well, I can just *feel* it!"</span> </p><p></p><p><span style="color: Gray"><Response Mir?></span></p><p></p><p>Sloor plunks himself down on one of those weird low backless stools they have around here and looks from one to the other: <span style="color: Plum">"Saw haw did it gaw awn your end?"</span> A gesture TB's way and the jammer's distinctive absence clicks into place as he leans one arm against an armoured knee, brown eyes twinkling. (They both notice he's lacking the crimsom, furred coat he went out with, now sporting only a sleeveless gray and white thermalware above the waist.)</p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Plum">"Gawd gawing, sra! Bawth awf you!"</span> Sloor is grinning like a happy, contented <a href="http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nexu" target="_blank">nexu</a>. <span style="color: Plum">"Admit I'm a bit disapawinted abawt the slim Demaws-awffice hawl, but what the frek; getting Darga awn bawrd is a *huge* plus awn awer side..."</span></p><p></p><p>He lets the happy glow linger in his breast for a while before nodding towards the jedi quietly standing in one corner, <span style="color: Plum">"AWER little adventure wasn't quite that spectacular, fawrtunatly, but it did square *a frecsing lawt* awf things in my head. Fawr example, the frekking felucian thing had me awff the track campletely:</span> <span style="color: Gray">[etc, see previous post] </span></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Plum">"Darga's side seems taw be. That and <em>biawlawgical waste dispawsal</em> -- naw awffense, sra."</span> He thinks a bit about what he's just said, a frown slowly developing... <span style="color: Plum">"But you're right: we're missing sawmething here. I mean: tibanna gas? That's frecsing weapan develawpment -- blasters, right? Why would you need to hide sawmething like that frawm the frecsing *senate*..? Unless there's sawme awther use for the stuff awr sawmething?"</span> He looks to Mir and Mack, one being much better travelled than he, the other much more aware of the tech side of things than he is.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Gray"><Response Mack and/or Mir?></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Binder Fred, post: 5973436, member: 63746"] [B][Tibanna in the car][/B] [COLOR="Plum"]"Why I became my awn bawss a lannng time agaw,"[/COLOR] agrees the multi-armed one in his borrowed guise, all sympathy (though, really, it hasn't been that long, has it? Two, three years..?) [COLOR="Plum"]"How'd you cawme by the idea?"[/COLOR] [COLOR="Gray"]<Response Demos?>[/COLOR] [OOC]Looking specifically for information on *where* this tibanna mining platform is located, don't you know. :)[/OOC] [B][Planning session][/B] After a while, in the fullness of time, Sloor finally pings the now familiar door and then strides in with Darius and TB in tow, finding the blond soldier calmly maintaining his weapon on one side while Mir sits on the bed, just unfolding from her usual meditating pose. He gets a weird impulse, seeing her like this, checks it, and then just goes with it: what the heck, you only live once. He picks Mir up by the shoulders, twirls her around once, grinning, and then plops her back from whence he took her, her hair just a bit mussier than before from the impromptu flight. [COLOR="Plum"]"Things are gawing well, I can just *feel* it!"[/COLOR] [COLOR="Gray"]<Response Mir?>[/COLOR] Sloor plunks himself down on one of those weird low backless stools they have around here and looks from one to the other: [COLOR="Plum"]"Saw haw did it gaw awn your end?"[/COLOR] A gesture TB's way and the jammer's distinctive absence clicks into place as he leans one arm against an armoured knee, brown eyes twinkling. (They both notice he's lacking the crimsom, furred coat he went out with, now sporting only a sleeveless gray and white thermalware above the waist.) [COLOR="Plum"]"Gawd gawing, sra! Bawth awf you!"[/COLOR] Sloor is grinning like a happy, contented [URL="http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nexu"]nexu[/URL]. [COLOR="Plum"]"Admit I'm a bit disapawinted abawt the slim Demaws-awffice hawl, but what the frek; getting Darga awn bawrd is a *huge* plus awn awer side..."[/COLOR] He lets the happy glow linger in his breast for a while before nodding towards the jedi quietly standing in one corner, [COLOR="Plum"]"AWER little adventure wasn't quite that spectacular, fawrtunatly, but it did square *a frecsing lawt* awf things in my head. Fawr example, the frekking felucian thing had me awff the track campletely:[/COLOR] [COLOR="Gray"][etc, see previous post] [/COLOR] [COLOR="Plum"]"Darga's side seems taw be. That and [I]biawlawgical waste dispawsal[/I] -- naw awffense, sra."[/COLOR] He thinks a bit about what he's just said, a frown slowly developing... [COLOR="Plum"]"But you're right: we're missing sawmething here. I mean: tibanna gas? That's frecsing weapan develawpment -- blasters, right? Why would you need to hide sawmething like that frawm the frecsing *senate*..? Unless there's sawme awther use for the stuff awr sawmething?"[/COLOR] He looks to Mir and Mack, one being much better travelled than he, the other much more aware of the tech side of things than he is. [COLOR="Gray"]<Response Mack and/or Mir?>[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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