Nerx followed Rhonin with his eyes, and sighed. He turned to walk of the bridge, then paused. "Lei, get some rest. Lieutenant Zabrig, you have the bridge."
"Yes, captain." The young officer took up the required position as Nerx heded off the bridge himself.
***
Julius let himself be pulled up by Tyri, happy that she was pulling him because his mind was numb from the alcohol, his coordination was a little off. "Hey, pretty, where are we going?" He smiled using his new momentum of walking to lean in to kiss her back. His sense of balence slowly returning, after sitting in both a cockpit and chair. "I love you." He stated for her. (I'm playing him a little tipsy) "What would I do with-out you, huh?"
***
Daran was lead to one of the old Rebel hangers. As he surveyed the surrounding space, he saw only a handfull of ships including a beat up YT-2000 freighter, its vital engine and hypedrive componants dumped on the hard packed snow ground.
Several overhead construction platforms hung from the ceiling, where earlier, engineers had been busy repairing and strengthening the cavern from the damage done years before in the attack by Vader and the 501st Imperial regiment of Stormtroopers.
Chunks of ice was piled away from the walls from which they had fallen from and various pieces of mining salvaged from a colony on Sullust, seperated where new tunnels were being built.
The other vehicals were a few uglies, fighters that were built using other fighter. Daran smiled. Except for a few modified Buzz droids, hard at work, carving out new cavern walls and a few wierd looking repair droids on scaffolding where the hanger blastdoor was sealed with probably a few tonnes of ice and snow behind it keeping it shut, they were alone.
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Sluis Van
Commander Vosk, strode into the hanger, two squads of fleet troopers behind her. She stepped up to Del Gona, her eyes were cold and untrusting. "I want your identification. And I would like to see your clearance and your orders." He voice was icily as she nodded and the soldiers rased their blasters on the droids. "Now!"
Several Stormtroopers immediatly came to escort Throttle. "Sir, I'm afraid you will have to come with us."
ahh, commander vosk, how good to see you." he smiled and pulled up his identification card. he turned to the stormtroopers. "um, yes, you might not want to aim within 20 degrees of me or the droids will see you as a treat to my survival and kill you all." the droids had already raised the verpines and were ready to begin firing at a moments notice. he turned back to commander vosk. "i cant believe you dont remember me from before commander. i'm here to pick up throttle and return him to banis."
he motioned his hand towards his droids. they hesitated for a moment before lowering their weapons but did not deactivate. "i'm afraid i cant do that commander, after all, if the same people that forced us off of endor attack us here, this is all i have. besides te 16 more still on the ship. i've already told you my orders, i'm under orders from admiral jalos. and i'm sure if i fail he'll come back here and demote everyone in this room, including myself." he smiled widely, a sarcastic smile that would cause the lines of stormtroopers to falter only so slightly.
Throttle looked at the people who had come for him. He arched an eyebrow, sensing quite clearly that they had different intentions. He crossed his arms and listened as they spoke, seemingly drifting away from the matter at hand. Which was Throttle. He watched the stormtroopers that was supposed to escort him, and over at the droids that was supposed to bring him to Banis.
"Listen. I do not care who gets demoted and not. Nor do I care whos orders surpass whos. Just make up your mind already or I will solve this situation myself"
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Tyri smirked, listening at the words of Julius. Obviously he was a little tipsy, but cute at the same time. She took him under her arm and lead the two down the corridor.
"Without me you would probably have a rather boring ending on your day of, love. Lets get you to your room"
del spotted throttle at the hangar doors that lead out into the corridor. for a moment he seemed to point with his eyes towards commander vossk before turning back to face her. "i'm sorry commander, if i am going against some protocol you have in effect ere but i am in a hurry. and i'm sure mr throttle is not in a waiting mood either. so, if you'll excuse me." he motioned for throttle to board the shuttle after him before he walked back up the access ramp. the droids folded onto their respective racks on the repulsor cart before they also moved onto their shuttle.
Vossk remained silent, watching them walk up the ramp. She sighed and took out a comlink. "Deck control, this is Commander Vossk. Close outter doors to hanger bay H-7 and send down a scurity detachment to apprehend Admiral Del Gona, and Commander Ray Throttle. Launch an interception vessel to guard the external port." Ona listened to the reply, then shook her head. If only they had understood what they had just done. Wayland was strictly classified material, even at this point. The Fleet Troopers surrounded the shuttle as an automated locking clamp lowered from the ceiling. The hanger doors clanged shut. "Okay, untill we sought this little mess out, Admiral Del Gona, and Mr. Throttle, you must come with me. You are both under suspision of treason and espionage." Ona replaced her helmet. Her sensors showing the five heavy hanger anti-personell/ship cannons pointing at the shuttle. Thankfully they were only ion cannons, with small anti-personell blasters atached to the swing barrels.
hes only a captain. also, we havent said anything about going to wayland afterwards to you. so you have no reason to believe that.))
the four fighters outside flew around the hanger door as it closed. kel grimaced and armed his weapons, ordering his squadron to do the same, just as a precaution.
del frowned as he looked through the cockpit viewport from the troop bay. he turned and smiled to commander voskk as she spoke. "i'm afraid we dont have time for this ona. if you really want to make sure we have a reason to be here, despite the fact that you will be in trouble for keeping us, i suggest you contact the admiral." the shuttle's access ramp closed behind it, blocking entrance.
Originally posted by Mando' AdeThe officer reported in to Vossk immediatly after calling Throttle, he was sjittish and nervous. Vosssk realised that what del had said was a breach in protocal and it was also the casual mention of highly classified information to a lower classed junior officer.
[B"i'd rather not officer, i have urgent business on wayland as well so i would rather finish up here as quickly as possible. could you please have someone call for a mr. THROTTLE, over the intercom?" [/B]
Aya smiled at Satanadowning her drink in a smooth gulp. She winced and sighed, letting the burn fill her with pleasure. She called over a server.
"Yes, Comander."
"Berry-Fizz, Hoth style (Meaning: loads of ice)." Aya then turned to Satana. "So, should you like to attend the meeting I'd..." she giggled "...not go drnk."
She raised a brow and smiled faintly. "Are you hinting that you want me to go for you?... How many drinks have you had?" She laughed and nudged Aya with her elbow. "Aww poor little Commander cant hold her liquor." She smiled sweetly and pushed her glass away so she wouldnt be tempted to have anymore. "I'll do what ever you say, sweetie."
he stood in the Stilleto oerlooking the ruined endor and smiled with satisfaction he gained many prisonners who will soon see the olden path as he has
"yet another planet successfully put on the path, bring the enemy's admiral that we captured at once" he ordered (assuming vassisk is still captured and he is talking to whatever character's that Jr has on this side)
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Originally posted by Jedireaper
The officer reported in to Vossk immediatly after calling Throttle, he was sjittish and nervous. Vosssk realised that what del had said was a breach in protocal and it was also the casual mention of highly classified information to a lower classed junior officer.
Originally posted by Jedireaper
Vassisk's eyes flickered open. He found himself staring at the slimy bulkhead of a prison cell. His arms were chained to the walls and his uniform was bloody and had the odour of being in it for several days. He coughed and looked around, trying to spot the entrance. He couldn't see one. "Where am I!" He shouted, and pain streaked through his body."Calm youself, Grand Admiral. My name is Tuar'nak. Perhaps you remember me?" Tuar came into Vassisks peripherial vision. He remained silent.
"We already know where your base is, Thrawn was most helpful there." Thrawns body was thrown across the room to slam into the bulkhead. "Dead, well quite."
"You bastards!" Pain shot through his body.
"You will not speak unless I wish you too Admiral."