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6 years ago ::
Aug 23, 2007 - 11:11PM
#51
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Date Joined:
Mar 11, 2002
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Foul Moudama half rises from the table, so excited by all the goings on. His mouth opens to begin his buzzing talk when the front blast door whirs open and a winded and beaten comes through the door...
[The GM Who Gives, this is your big entrance and line!]
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 8:34AM
#52
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Date Joined:
Jun 26, 2007
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"INVASION!"
puffing nearly close to collapse a young short mirial girl leans against the entrance to the doorway.
softly, eyes pleading - "quickly.. we must... ... invasion ... master..."
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 8:45AM
#53
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Date Joined:
Apr 20, 2006
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At the sound of the word "INVASION!", Kiz immediately jumps up and draws her blaster rifle, a very serious look on her face.
"Damn it! Today?!"
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 9:00AM
#54
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Date Joined:
Mar 11, 2002
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"Click-k Cli bu-click! (We are just full of Jedi!)"
Master Moudama leaps out of the booth and rushes over to assist the winded girl. He pulls the comlink from his pouch, but fingering the button only brings dreaded static.
The bar, silent as a Tattooine desert after the announcement, breaks into chaos. Talking, shouting voices call out as most rise form their tables, some crawling underneath.
Master Moudama hops onto the booth next to the door, which almost collapses under the strain. Loudly buzzing for attention as the translator makes his wishes known. "I want every being capable of fighting to file outside. Those who are concerned should stay here and barricade the windows with tables. Jedi, you're with me."
He hops down and leads the line towards the blast door, finally buzzing, "and may the Force be with us all."
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 9:13AM
#55
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Date Joined:
Apr 20, 2006
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Kiz looks to Foul somewhat skeptically, but falls in place, force pike and blaster rifle in tow.
"Things never change...", she mumbles, as she checks her blaster's condition.
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 9:22AM
#56
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Jalek draws a lightsaber from his belt and slips a blaster pistol from his backpack. After flicking of the safety on the blaster, he nervously follows Moudama's orders.
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 10:03AM
#57
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Date Joined:
Mar 11, 2002
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The low, blocky shape of The Mynock is on the edge of town, so the street we all line up on doesn't have much to block our view. With the city at our back, the setting sun blinds us to the scale of what we're really seeing.
Pale green grass stretches on for a ways, pinned down by hundreds of glints from the metallic battle droids and vehicles, plodding towards us.
Standing amongst the mass of people streaming out, hands to eyes for a better look, stands Foul Moudama. "Buzz bu- buzz-cli-clik (I can see them clearly with my top set of eyes There are definitely a couple hundred)."
He glances around the edge of buildings behind us. "Click-clic-clcik-bu-click-buzz zz z" his translator repeats, "We'd better find some cover, and hope the Republic has noticed this."
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 10:18AM
#58
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Date Joined:
Apr 20, 2006
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Kiz doesn't waste any time, finding a position where she can lay prone from cover and take shots at any approaching droids.
"Here goes nothing..."
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 4:51PM
#59
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Date Joined:
Jun 26, 2007
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Kahla draws her lightsaberbut doesnt ignite yet, she follows the jedi master focusing herself through the force.
a look of determintaion passes over her as she reminds herself she must not attack even droids in anger for what has happened.
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6 years ago ::
Aug 24, 2007 - 5:22PM
#60
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Suddenly becoming completely serious, Kale pulls out his lightsaber and follows his master out of the Mynoch.
Surveying the area, Kale starts picking out good choke points for ambushing and funalling the enemy, noting the number of droids that his master sees.
As Kiz departs to take up a sniper position, Kale starts waving and yells to her, "Don't die Kiz, I haven't told you all about my favorite foods yet!"
Giving a nod of greeting to the other Padawans, Kale stands ready to receive his orders.
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