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Rannick nods as he listens to both officers. Alright, you both make excellent points. I had some nagging thoughts about all our appearances, not just the troopers. It's possible we're much too clean cut for this environment, however, I was hoping to temper that some by choosing our roles...

Rannick, CompForce soldier To Archimedes: "Finding the rebels might be a way to go, but I'd hate to concentrate on trying to find them and just end up tracking them to a ship they've already recovered due to wasting too much time trying to locate them first... the plan has potential though."...

AMG and doghead, again... heh. Nope, I'd live. heh. It was sort of just to get the ball rolling... send off the request to ISB before we leave... or even from the shuttle or the Conquest... and then hope they get back to us ASAP... but sending from the planet would work for our purposes.. might...

For AMG and doghead Before we took off, Rannick would have asked Devlin to contact ISB and try to pull in a favor. If this was an Imperial Intelligence mission, ISB might have some other information on the mission, or the agent, and with the rivalry between the two agencies, they might be able...

Rannick glances over at Sri and thinks Hmph, first he comes off with a bit of an attitude, then he basically calls the Admiral a delivery boy... I really hope he's not going to be a problem. He then looks over at Bruck and nods, saying "Excellent attitude, soldier. I think that if we only have...

Rannick furrows his brow at the Admiral's last words. "Sir? The local Moff requested us specifically? I don't want to downplay our ability or fame... even given our recent setback... but isn't that a little strange?"

Rannick shifts in his seat and speaks up. "Sir, I understand the necessity of secrecy for a deep cover agent, however, given the circumstances, is there any information on this agent that you can give us? A picture? Their real name or a list of their known aliases? If they survived and made it...

(ooc: ready here. :) )

Rannick's eyebrow goes up very slightly as the Archimedes talks... He's a good soldier, and officer, but it seems as though he feels he's in charge... or maybe he thinks he should be... "Well, Archimedes, I suppose my role is that I'm in charge." he states evenly. "As for what I'm good at, I'm...

Rannick trades salutes and handshakes with the two warrant officers. "Sri, Bruck. Welcome to the Krayts. It's good to have you with us." He listens to what Archimedes has to say after the introductions and replies. "Excellent thinking. I'm glad to see we're getting over the oppression of our...

Rannick casually returns the salute, but chuckles and says "No need to be so formal, Devlin. "

Rannick finishes his sparse meal and starts to walk back to his quarters, but with the anger still in him from that fool Xitz, he suddenly diverts down another corridor, almost running into two junior officers, and heads to the rifle range to blast something. Coming through the doors, he sees...

With the meeting over, and the others off to the shooting range, Rannick decided that what he needed was something to eat and some sleep. He headed for the officer's mess to take care of the first. Getting into line, he gathers food onto his plate and sits somewhere to eat.

Rannick rolls his eyes after Dralon storms off, but can't keep the visual coming into his mind of shoving the barrel of his blaster rifle into the man's smug face and pulling the trigger on autofire. He turns and nods to the stormtrooper. "By the way, good work down there, all of you. If it...

LOL. I can actually see myself saying that. :lol:

Hey Monte, Noticed it's your birthday today. Happy Birthday from another "old tymer". ;) Hope it's a great day for you. Veritas (age 35)

Well, I'd post my stuff on here, but I based my alignment descriptions off the Palladium rpg. I created profiles for Lawful Neutral and True Neutral, but the rest is almost verbatim from the palladium rules. Maybe I'll write something up for you though, that isn't dependent on another system...

Thing is, being a CompForce stooge, he's all about honor and loyalty and all the Empire's glory crap. And it's been hammered into his skull that no matter what, the commander is the commander and those under his command are his responsibility. But he's not stupid. He knows that the Admiral...

AMG and dead_radish Rannick is slightly startled to hear the man's voice in his head, but he maintains his composure. He thinks loudly, in case Joric can hear his thoughts "If Dralon were still in charge, it would be him up here, either by choice or us forcing him. But I'm in charge now, and it...

Well, Rannick would rather hand Dralon to the Rancors and watch the fun they have with him, but currently, his training is saying "You're in charge right now, not him. So, take charge and do what a commander is supposed to do." If the Admiral lets Rannick off and for some reason lets Dralon off...