New Imperial Order IC

[Dalamar]

"Oh, I'm pretty good at fixing stuff. Lemme see. And your hair is just fine, better than mine. Ask Beep or Beep if you don't believe me, I've fixed them a couple of times too."

 

[KitanaVorr]

"That's not much of a compliment. Even Naar's hair is better than yours. Didn't you want to go out or something? So go out then and shoo!" Meiko stuck her head under one of the consoles, fingers fumbling with all kinds of nifty wires and couplings. "And do you have a name or should I call you 'The Idiot' for the rest of our hopefully very short acquaintence?"

 

[Dalamar]

The man's head tilts.
"Who's Naar? I don't think I've met him. Well, doesn't matter."
He starts peeking over Meiko's shoulders trying to see in.
"Oh, my name's Palpa, Palpa Tainea. Lemme see that, it's intriguing. Lemme, lemme, lemme. I wanna, I wanna, I wanna."

 

[KitanaVorr]

"Ugh! Get off me you filthy idiot!" Meiko snapped, trying to shove him away. "You're messing up my clothes and my hair. Go rub your scruffy self elsewhere, Tinea! Find an empty room and polish your lightsaber!"

 

[Krizzel]

Meanwhile Vek-Tu Mang was up out of his seat as soon as the ship had settled, striding purposefully to the bridge while fastening his cloak around his shoulders.

Once on the bridge, he lowered the visor of his helmet, glancing at Cabe while he drew his blaster pistol and checked the settings. "Ready, Mr. Docam? And what about you, Captain?" he asked, turning to Xado with the dispassionate, hollow-sounding voice that echoed from his helm. "We'll need you to identify whatever parts you need to complete your repairs."

 

[Dalamar]

"No need to be impolite, I was just trying to help... sheesh."
Palpa then starts walking out of the engineering, followed by Beep, Beep and Beep.

"Why she have to be mean? I bet she would look pretty if she wasn't always nagging at me. Well, that isn't our problem, is it Beep?"
*Tweep!*
"Yup. Know what? I think we should go see where we landed."

With that, he starts walking to the ramp and lowers it. He happily hops down it. And falls on his face, realizing that it's hard to move when your feet get entangled to each other and your robes. He rolls the rest of the way.

 

[KitanaVorr]

"Hey Lord Mang, the guy that calls himself Palpa Tinea is loose somewhere on the ship," Meiko spoke through the intercom while she tried to patch the ship up. "Just thought you should know and he's got himself a lightsaber and the beeps again but they're disabled."

 

[Xael]

"I'll see to the parts problem now, but I'd be more worried about that other ship. They're republics."

Then he gets up and goes to check the engineering and the parts they need.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Engineering looked like all hell had broken loose and Meiko was in the middle of it, trying to fix the whole thing. Concentrating, she didn't see Xado come in until he was already inside. Pushing herself out of the compartment, she frowned at him.

"What do you want, Naar?" the young woman asked not so graciously but she herself didn't look any better than the ship. A bad cut across her forehead, the blood matted on her face and in her blond wig, the dust and grease from everywhere she had been in on her hands, clothes and even made it to her face.

 

[Thomas Hobbes]

"Loose... in the ship?" mutters Cabe. "Sith!" He runs to the brig, and finds the door in several states of lightsabre-induced disrepair, and lets go a string of curses foul enough to tarnish synthetic steel. Hearing the ramp open, he immediatly springs in that direction, getting there as fast as possible, ready to apprehend the fugative.