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New Imperial Order IC
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Thomas Hobbes
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Cabe cocks an eyebrow at Xael's reaction. "Okay, the music sounded like a dying gundark. But if you hate it so much, why was it playing on your ship? Does it have something to do with this last team member I haven't met yet?"
Krizzel
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OOC: Concerning ship layout...
Starships of the Galaxy has a generic floorplan on page 57 we could use unless Jemal has something specific in mind. For those without the book, here's the layout in brief:
Cargo hold in the center. A hatch leads out at the fore of the hold into the main corridor. At the aft of the hold is a loading ramp which opens to the outside.
The main corridor is a rectangular ring circling around the cargo hold.
The aft section of the corridor is an enlarged space that also provides access to a gunwell (for an independent gunner to sit and man a starship weapon). A hatch on the aft side of the corridor opens into engineering.
The fore section of the main corridor has a hatch on the fore side, opposite the hatch to the cargo hold, that leads to the bridge. There is a ramp at each side of the bridge that leads outside the ship (apparently the main way in or out of the ship).
The port section of the corridor has three hatches on the port side. From fore to aft: a private quarters with a bunk, desk, computer terminal, storage locker, and bathroom; a second private quarters that is identical and shares the same bathroom; a large/captain's quarters that is twice the size of the others, and has a dining table and a private bathroom in addition to the other accomodations.
The starboard section of the corridor has four hatches on the starboard side. From fore to aft: a galley; a brig with two cells; a bathroom for general use; and a cramped crew quarters with four bunks, four lockers, and a computer terminal.
Whew.
edit - Mang has taken one of the smaller private quarters for himself.
Starships of the Galaxy has a generic floorplan on page 57 we could use unless Jemal has something specific in mind. For those without the book, here's the layout in brief:
Cargo hold in the center. A hatch leads out at the fore of the hold into the main corridor. At the aft of the hold is a loading ramp which opens to the outside.
The main corridor is a rectangular ring circling around the cargo hold.
The aft section of the corridor is an enlarged space that also provides access to a gunwell (for an independent gunner to sit and man a starship weapon). A hatch on the aft side of the corridor opens into engineering.
The fore section of the main corridor has a hatch on the fore side, opposite the hatch to the cargo hold, that leads to the bridge. There is a ramp at each side of the bridge that leads outside the ship (apparently the main way in or out of the ship).
The port section of the corridor has three hatches on the port side. From fore to aft: a private quarters with a bunk, desk, computer terminal, storage locker, and bathroom; a second private quarters that is identical and shares the same bathroom; a large/captain's quarters that is twice the size of the others, and has a dining table and a private bathroom in addition to the other accomodations.
The starboard section of the corridor has four hatches on the starboard side. From fore to aft: a galley; a brig with two cells; a bathroom for general use; and a cramped crew quarters with four bunks, four lockers, and a computer terminal.
Whew.
edit - Mang has taken one of the smaller private quarters for himself.
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Krizzel
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The air thrummed with energy as Vek-Tu Mang rolled forward and came up slashing his lightsaber through the air in front of him, slicing some imaginary foe in half with the brilliant blue blade. Bare feet padded and slapped against the cool metal deck as the Jedi warrior suddenly flipped backwards and then whipped his weapon back and forth in a defensive maneuver designed to ward off an attack while he recovered.
Dressed only in a black body glove, the simple appearance of his attire and smooth, shaved pate of his dark tan head attested his focused purpose, devoid of concern and emotion. He had a lot of work ahead of him to master the lightsaber, and Vek-Tu Mang was never one to let circumstances come in the way of his carefully planned schedule.
With a spinning strike, Mang continued with his exercises, filling the aft corridor with deceptively benign hums and flashes of vivid blue…
Dressed only in a black body glove, the simple appearance of his attire and smooth, shaved pate of his dark tan head attested his focused purpose, devoid of concern and emotion. He had a lot of work ahead of him to master the lightsaber, and Vek-Tu Mang was never one to let circumstances come in the way of his carefully planned schedule.
With a spinning strike, Mang continued with his exercises, filling the aft corridor with deceptively benign hums and flashes of vivid blue…
KitanaVorr
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Not exactly the most reassuring sight to see, a deadly blue light zipping just a meter away as soon as Lady Meiko stepped from her very comfortable captain's quarters. The young woman blinked for a moment at the sight of the man practicing in the wide central corridor that connected all the rooms of the ship.
"What do you think you're doing, Lord Mang?" she inquired, managing to keep the nervousness from her voice at seeing the lightsaber as she stepped fully out of her room, the door swooshing shut behind her. "You could hurt someone."
Jedi were supposed to be mysterious, strange with odd powers. She didn't like the thought of anyone having the kind of powers Jedi were supposed to have. Read minds some said, perform amazing parlor tricks.
She had never met one before. Jedi didn't really frequent the university she studied at or at her father's home, or night clubs or rich parties for that matter. They were a quiet, mysterious and so untrustworthy a lot. Who could be trustyworthy who could read your mind or sense your emotions?
She had to be wary of this one. Very wary indeed.
"What do you think you're doing, Lord Mang?" she inquired, managing to keep the nervousness from her voice at seeing the lightsaber as she stepped fully out of her room, the door swooshing shut behind her. "You could hurt someone."
Jedi were supposed to be mysterious, strange with odd powers. She didn't like the thought of anyone having the kind of powers Jedi were supposed to have. Read minds some said, perform amazing parlor tricks.
She had never met one before. Jedi didn't really frequent the university she studied at or at her father's home, or night clubs or rich parties for that matter. They were a quiet, mysterious and so untrustworthy a lot. Who could be trustyworthy who could read your mind or sense your emotions?
She had to be wary of this one. Very wary indeed.
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Krizzel
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Mang gave her a look as if he were reassuring a child. “No one will be hurt by my exercises,” he assured dispassionately.
With nary a pause he swung right back into his forms, spinning away from Meiko to confront a new phantom attacker. Part of his consciousness detached, though, letting his warrior skills run on autopilot while it considered the young woman. There was something…odd about her. Mang had not yet mastered the skills influence and insight like his old Master Berus, and he could not sense anything concrete – nor even anything vague, really. Perhaps it was just that her selfish, childish behavior was so alien to his own.
Whatever the case, her talent with electronics could prove valuable on the mission to come, if only she could learn at least a little discipline and respect for others. Would there be enough time on the way to Corellia? And more importantly, could Vek-Tu find a way to teach her which she would accept? And all the while similarly improving the other members of their small team as well?
With nary a pause he swung right back into his forms, spinning away from Meiko to confront a new phantom attacker. Part of his consciousness detached, though, letting his warrior skills run on autopilot while it considered the young woman. There was something…odd about her. Mang had not yet mastered the skills influence and insight like his old Master Berus, and he could not sense anything concrete – nor even anything vague, really. Perhaps it was just that her selfish, childish behavior was so alien to his own.
Whatever the case, her talent with electronics could prove valuable on the mission to come, if only she could learn at least a little discipline and respect for others. Would there be enough time on the way to Corellia? And more importantly, could Vek-Tu find a way to teach her which she would accept? And all the while similarly improving the other members of their small team as well?
KitanaVorr
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Meiko edged around him anyway, careful to give the Jedi a wide berth for whatever he was practicing. It was engineering that captured her interest, not some man dressed in a tight black suit doing all kinds of....wow that was an interesting stance he just did.
The young woman smirked slightly when Mang was facing away from her. Well he certainly acted like he had some rammed up that very nice tight...um...yes. She flicked a lock of blonde hair from her shoulder and moved toward engineering.
"Confident of your own ability aren't you, Lord Mang? Just be careful where you plan on poking that saber of yours."
The young woman smirked slightly when Mang was facing away from her. Well he certainly acted like he had some rammed up that very nice tight...um...yes. She flicked a lock of blonde hair from her shoulder and moved toward engineering.
"Confident of your own ability aren't you, Lord Mang? Just be careful where you plan on poking that saber of yours."
KitanaVorr
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Meiko glanced over her shoulder, her lips curving into a condescending smirk he was sure to see plenty of in the furture.
"Precision? Sounds...boring."
She laughed lightly at a private joke that only mattered to her before disappearing into the confines of the beloved engineering station.
"Precision? Sounds...boring."
She laughed lightly at a private joke that only mattered to her before disappearing into the confines of the beloved engineering station.
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