New Imperial Order IC

[KitanaVorr]

Meiko had settled herself very nicely into her comfy wall bed/couch. Very nice indeed! Her own personal space in a ship that was already too crowded for her taste.

No, certainly not luxury accomodations, but she could withstand it for a little while. Resting her databad on her lap, she grinned wickedly at Xado's progress until she heard the knock at her door.

"If that's you, Stinky! I want an apology and a new audio player or you'll be listening to 47Degrees to Endor until we get to Corellia!"

OCC: Heh heh

 

[Krizzel]

Water lays mountains low, Mang thought to himself as he knocked again, with exactly the same force and cadence as before. These...people were proving his own superiority, showing how their emotions interfered in everything they did. But where Skywalker and his ilk would try to soothe and understand them, Mang would be unfazed by their tantrums.

How could you expect anyone to improve their behavior if you coddled them? How could you be a true Jedi if you let compassion cloud your judgments?

 

[KitanaVorr]

With slight irritation, Meiko pushed herself out from under the warm bedcovers and padded over to the door. Using a louder voice in case he didn't hear her she repeated, "I said I want an apology, Stinky! And a new audioplayer if you want to listen to anything else!"

Folding her arms, she waited patiently for his reply. What did he think? That she would just let him in here so he could blast more of her stuff to smithereens.

I don't think so!

 

[Xael]

Xado looked at Mang and said; "Do you really think that she's going to open that door?"

 

[Krizzel]

Mang turned his head to glance at the pilot. "She will, eventually. Her patience is lacking."

“I wish to speak with you, young woman,” Vek-Tu informed calmly when he turned back to the door. She would be an even more difficult case than the Captain, he judged. Seemingly the woman had no concept of the rights and needs of others, being entirely focused only upon her own. She also, as was sadly all too common, did not appear to have any idea how to properly attain the satisfaction of her grievances. “Open the door, please.”

 

[KitanaVorr]

Her voice echoed through the door. "Let me make myself clear. Unless I hear an apology and there's a new audio player waiting outside for me...you're wasting your breath, jedi."

Idiot men! Thinking they could boss her around just because she was nineteen. Thinking that she would be stupid enough to open that door!

As if to emphasize her point, she upped the volume just a little bit more.

 

[Xael]

"We're not leaving before this noise stops.", Xado informed, and then continued on trying to shut the speaker system off.

*I never thought that I'd have to pay this much attention to some stupid speakers.*

OOC: If it's of any importance, has the GM (Jemal) any idea where we are (what planet), and could you please tell us?

 

[Krizzel]

Mang shrugged, turning his unmasked violet eyes back upon Xado. “I can open it if you’d like, but you’ll need a new door.” He reached up to his neck, unclasping the cloak and pulling it away from his shoulders, folding the fabric up into a square quickly and neatly. “Otherwise, if you can do nothing, she will grow bored rapidly. Or hungry.” The warrior walked back to his own cabin, reaching in to lay his cloak down on the bunk.

 

[Jemal]

After a few moments fiddling with the speaker system, xado is able to pull a few wires and the ship becomes blissfully quiet.

 

[Xael]

Xado mumbles something about Phoenix's skill with computers and then takes the most comfortable position possible in the chair, sighing heavily.

Then he seemed to remember the last passenger, turned his head towards him and said; "If you're going to Corellia, I think we're ready to go."