USH'S ORIGINAL TRILOGY STAR WARS GAME- Character Conversations Thread

"Oh, do you really think we're frightened by your silly little threats? Especially from someone who's confirmed that they're one of the Rebels against the Empire?" Rylis replies, rolling her eyes. "However, now you've given us a pretty good idea as to what you've brought in on your ships and why you don't want anyone knowing what it is...I would guess illegal weapons. Am I right? Now, why don't you run along to whoever it is you're here with, and let them know you've blown your cover. I'm sure they'll be so thrilled with that."

A burly Osokan steps forwards and draws a pretty big knife.

He makes a pretty incomprehensible demand.

I would also be interested to know on what grounds the term 'Rebel' was dropped into the conversation.

"Rebel? Confirmed? Where did you get that? No one ever said we were rebels, lady." Kyle notices the Osokan and raises his hands away from his blaster.
(Can Kyle speak Osokan? Understand it? I can't remember. Either way, I'm sure he gets the hint. Oh and Lana, reread my post, I never admitted being a Rebel. Kyle carefully danced around it. 😉 )

<<In Osokan if I can, basic if not.>>"Hey, take it easy. I'm glad you came. These bounty hunters were just harassing us. They said something about bombing your people. That's the only reason I started shouting. Sorry if we disturbed you."

(damn you 😛)

"As far as I'm concerned, you've as good as admitted it." Rylis snaps back.

"Harassing you? Hmm...as it happens to have occurred, I was sitting here at our ship when the bug started threatening me. I'm not surprised you'd leave out a little detail like that, though."

(and I don't think any of us have a high enough language skill to understand or speak Osokan.)

(I take that as a compliment. 🙂 )
Kyle ignores the first statement. he realises just how close he came to messing the mission up.
"Well, I wasn't around for that, was I. But as worked up as he was when we got here, I'm sure you must have started it."

"Rebels?!" Rhys steps back from everyone else (inadvertently towards the Osokan) and looks from Kyle and Eerin to Rylis and Arvus. "I don't deal with Rebels. Smugglers like me may not care for the Empire, but I'm not the type to pretend it can be fought."

If Rhys can speak Osokan well enough, he'll say to the burly Osokan in an undertone, "These two bothering us oppose Drakkon. They want him dead."

It doesn't seem they are interetsed in what you guys have to say, whether they understand you or not.

They seem to think this will be a public orde rissue, so they are clearing you out. They recognise that it is Rylis and co who have their ship parked here, so it is the Rebels being told to buzz off.

That will take you guys up to the next hour in the main threads, which will start soon, and you can return there.

New situation!

Arvus has been following Kyle in the streets after he leaves the starport. Picking up the tail, Kyle turns to confront...

(Ha! I knew it was Avrus! And without spying on their thread too.)

When Kyle hears Eerin's click, he immediately spins around and puts his hand on his blaster's grip.

"Alright, what's your problem? You got a burning question or something?"

*tumbleweed rolls by* *whistling* *whipcrack* *wah-wah-wah!*

"You might say that," Arvus replies, holding his hands behind his back. "Quite a big convoy you've got there."

Ushgarak, where have you gone.

Would you kindly stop trying to interrupt our game?

(I love that!) *ah-ah-ah-ah-ah* *wah-wah-wah-wah* (supposed to be the next part)

Kyle stares straight at Avrus, unblinking. His muscles were tensed, ready to spring into action if needed.
"That bother you? Anyway, my business it still not yours."

"Actually, yes, it does bother me. The Empire wants to know what's in those boxes, friend. Mind telling me?"

"Ok, fine. It's the Correlian Plague. Want me to open a container for you?" Kyle sneers back.

Tricky, you haven't got back to the convoy yet.

(I know, it was a sarcastic offer to take him there. That, and most people don't want a plague, Correlian or otherwise.)

"Your sarcasm bores me," says Arvus, his cold Arkanian visage unchanging and emotionless. "Now, I'll ask again, what is that convoy carrying?"

Kyle grins at the man, "Boring? Hey, I can be an exciting guy. Let's hit the local cantina, I'll buy you a Lum." His grin melts away. "But no matter how many times you ask me, I'm not telling you about the convoy. You wanna start something, go ahead. Otherwise I've got work to do. But I wasn't kidding about the Lum." he adds lightly.

"You weren't kidding, eh?" Arvus says, then grins, quite unusual for an Arkanian. "How about it, then? Get your hand off that holster and let's go get a drink, hmm?"