Here is the adventure of..............
A Legacy's Pride
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Tredway:I hadn't felt Ch'det's presence since
graduation from "The Trials". At the time, I sensed
that he was proud of me much the same way as a
grandfather watched his grandson walk for the first
time. But this was different. This was not some rite
of passage , at least that I was aware of. And since
"he" was to arrive any moment now...here....aboard
"The Legacy's Pride"....I knew that this "babysitting
mission" might actually turn out to be the Rhodian
Bantha (Trojan Horse)that I've been suspecting.
Tredway: "Master Piavra...You're cleared for docking."
Piavra: "Captain...Permission to come aboard?"
Captain:..................(Affecting accent).�Purrmisssion Glaanted, Jedi Master��
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Senator D'Osine: (outraged) What???? "Who do you think you are??? Waltzing onto this ship, which is under contract to the Senate, and trying to Comandeer it!! This is Hijacking!!! Captain, I demand that you put this person in the Detention Cells until he can be turned over to the proper authorities..."
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Very well Captain....Maintain course and enter Hyperspace for Mon Calamari as soon as possible.
(Turns rapidly so that his Senatorial Robes billow around and stalks off the bridge)
Ch'Det (Calmly to the Captain): "Captain, I would not suggest taking the Senator's course of action and placing me in confinement." (to the Senator): "Senator, It is not my intent to act in a manner contrary to the wishes of the Senate. I trust you would not defy the Senate, either. In fact, it is under the Senate's direct order that I visit you today. It is imperative that we reach the Dagobah System."
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Peace, love, and a big bowl of Cheerios.
Pink.
Senator C'osk D'oSine: (Aggravated) "I have recieved no word on this from the Senate...Until I recieve Confirmation of this, (Sneers at Ch'Det) Change in plans, I will follow my Mission.....
Captain, Set course for Mon Calamari and get us on our way!"
Looks back at Ch'Det with a look of Triumph...
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Liriel takes in the scene on the bridge as she steps off the lift and shakes her head. She thinks to herself while keeping her thoughts carefully shielded, "Typical male confrontation! I begin to think my home planet has the right idea."
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Immediate background info. all should know for this roleplay:
All "club members" are assumed to be on board....however:
Only cursory assumptions are made with regard to who is actually on the bridge at this time...
(1) Ch'det just walked on to the bridge from the lift and walks toward the co-pilot
(2) Tredway is standing next to the com station, looking at Ch'det
(3) The Captain is standing next to the captain's control nest
(4) The Senator was just passing into the bridge area from his ambassadorial "partition"
(5) Raja is assumed to be assisiting the co-pilot with hyperspace coordinates
(6) Windsight is on the bridge next to the lift because she just escorted piavra from the hangar
(7) Moonsinger is just coming off another lift (the other one was occupied by Piavra) to give her quarantine and departure reports to the captain
.....all others can email me if this does not fit.
Other considerations.......
(1)We're en route from Coruscant to Mon Calamari on a diplomatic tour mission to escort the new Gungan Emmissary to the Core Worlds
(2) We're not in Hyperspace yet....Coruscant authorities do not permit Hyperspace insertion within 1 AU!
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Raichea muses to herself with irritation....
"I don't know why civilized worlds let men out of the huts!"
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"Very well, Captain...." (Ch'det Piavra pauses, then slowly pulls the Jedi Cloak hood down from his head)...He resignly says, "I see we are, indeed, moving into a darker age....an age when a Jedi's WORD is not enough to convince a people of his intent."
With matter of fact deference he goes on,"I will immediately beg your leave with peace. Axton Tredway...I require that you accompany me."
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Piavra:" I do not wish to interfere with your assigned responsibilities, however, The Gungan Prince will have to accompany us....and with immediate dispatch", he says assuredly
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(Zanatos Soldate)
**In his quarter chamers working on his blaster rifle listening to the
sweet
serenity of his ambient music.**
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"Very well, Master Ch'det...I will fetch his highness from the galley and we will be on our way. I suspect that he is in the middle of a "culinary tour of the galaxy" as we speak!"
Tredway abruptly turns toward the starboard turbolift and narrowly misses running into a bipedal cat-like humanoid figure who had just lithely emitted itself from the same lift as if it were a blaster bolt...
Tredway muses to himself that if he were still wearing his padawan braid he would have surely smacked the alien in the face as he turned!
Tredway, then as if unaffected by the encounter lunges into the lift with the veil of its doors cloaking him in a whispered "hush"...
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After his near dabacle with the Jedi Knight.....
(Ship's Quartermaster Kieryn Felaris storms out of the finally vacant turbolilft, a tray of drinks balanced in one arm...surprisingly well even after nearly dropping all of them!.)
"Who's been holding up all the damn turbolifts!"
(Walking up to the Captain, he gives her a drink)
To the Captain: "Yourrr drink, Captain."
To all: "Would anyone else care for refreshments?"
Aside to the Captain: (Brandishing a clawed hand) "We will also be serving an appetizer of Gungan Tongue with dinner of that so called "Ambassador" doesn't keep his out of my drinks!"
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An incoming communique "bleeps" red at the unmanned com station and commands the attention of Captain Karina.....
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R+ Kierr, this is Captain of Legacy Pride, who is hailing, and what can
I do
forrrr you?
R- And why the Hell am I answering the calls? And how long I gots to
have
this damn thing stuck in my ear? :} Just kidding, folks...
R+ Kai Raja, vil you mind taking zat for yourrr Captain? Since when am
I
answering my own com calls? We should adrrresss improving our Comm
Officer's
status.... or not. I vant to hearrrr this communicae.
Kai Raja's response
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Smiles and chuckles to himself
Of course captain, not a problem
Arrives at the communications station and takes a look.
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Senator Do'Sine heads to the launch bay to check on his Durakian V1
Stinger...
He begins his inspection by looking at his three thrusters, in a
triangular
formation. Then he moves onto the lasers based at the two tips of the
lower
wings...After satisfying himself on the lasers condition, he climbs
onto the
fuselage to check on the Ion cannon mounted on the upper stabilizer.
When
he is done with that, he moves onto checking on the shield generaor and
shield emitters.
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poobacca wanders the corridors drinking coffee, chain smoking ill smelling cigars, as he crankily runs various routine maintanance on the engine components and power conduits. other than his childhood friend on board he ignores all the others on ship whereever possible. like a gigant hairy wally from dilbert. his fur is matted from a lubricant spill working on the pneumatics for the west corridor hatch and is generally rather bitchy. the ship is behaving almost impercepably abnormally and he's trying to put his finger on it. the usual petty annoyances of maintanance are strangely absent & it bothers him.... and he is rather hungover as usual..... dom
R+ The Captain is pondering all the new information she has just
been
handed. It was seemingly all too much to take in, until she thought
of...
