OOC: Well we're gonna make them attack now. Or at least a small scouting party. We need a little action.
IC:
"Well I got several Padawans out there as sentinels, master," Dero said. He thought a minute then said, "As a matter of fact, they should be checking in right about now."
Just then D5-22 rolled over to Dero, obviously in distress about something. D5 bumped into Dero over and over making his mechanical noises incessantly. "Stop it!" Dero said, annoyed with D5. However D5 kept beeping. "What is it, you hunk of junk?!"
-BEEP BEEP BLOOP BEEP WHIR BOOP-
Dero's heart began to race. "One of the Padawan pairs didn't check in?!" Dero pulled his communicator out of his utility belt and switched it on. "South post," he said into the tiny microphone. "Come in, south post! Do you copy?" No response came. Dero's jaw dropped. He fell to his knees.
"Oh no," he said, regret taking over his usually upbeat persona. "What have I done...."
OOC: Actually I need an excuse for my character to leave for a little while. Within my next few posts he's going to blame himself for the deaths of these Jedi then go back to the Jensaarai base to meditate on his mistakes. I'm going to be leaving to get some surgery on Friday and won't be back for about a week so I'll take this oppurtunity to take my character out of the RP for a while.
OOC: God Bless Ya!
IC: "They must've followed us." Jaeh said, removing the tracer off the ship. "Catch Master Nord." She threw the device to Nord.
Jaeh looked around, worry still not visible on her face. Or nervousness. But you can feel it radiating through the force. "SOmeone should go check it out. Should I go or what?"
"No, Master Jedi," Dero said to Nord still on his knees staring at the ground. "The south post hasn't checked in like they were instructed to and aren't responding to my hailing." It seemed as if Dero's energy had been sapped. His lips were pressed firmly together and his chin began to quiver.
Jaeh looked around, worry still not visible on her face. Or nervousness. But you can feel it radiating through the force. "SOmeone should go check it out. Should I go or what?"
He turned on his communicator again. "North post, east post, and west post, come in."
"Yes, sir?"
"Here, sir."
"What can we do for you, sir?"
"Report back to the landing platform," Dero said. "There is an emergency and you must get back here as quickly as you can."
"Right away."
"Ten four, sir."
"Copy that."
When that was done Dero marched over to his A-Wing. He began to suit up. When he had finished he tucked his helmet under his arm and walked back over to where the rest were standing, discussing the recent events.
"I may need help with this," he said to the group. "I am in no position to command any of you to come. So I only ask for volunteers. This can be potentially dangerous, so think about it before you make your decision." He stood amongst them looking at the ground, because he still felt the guilt from the deaths of the Padawans and couldn't look them in the eyes.
Originally posted by Nellis Munn
'' we have your back dero...dont worry... ''* he gets up *
'' There is no death, there is only the force remember that dero... ''
* looks at the rest of the group *
'' if dero needs help i want all four of you including me to go help him you hear? ''
(Yay! Get out early all week for exams.)
"Yes, sir."
Originally posted by Nellis Munn
'' we have your back dero...dont worry... ''* he gets up *
'' There is no death, there is only the force remember that dero... ''
* looks at the rest of the group *
'' if dero needs help i want all four of you including me to go help him you hear? ''
Originally posted by Nellis Munn
'' yes, you all may come if he needs help... ''* Evee walks over to Nord *
Evee: master, all the wounded are inside and we are awaiting next orders
'' oh yes... we need to set up rooms jisko may i have you map, of the temple? ''
"Here you are, master." Jisko hands Nord the holodisk that contains the map.