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Post by Nick Cousland on Nov 20, 2009 23:53:45 GMT -5
Astrographical Region Outer Rim Territories; Inner Zuma Sector Moddell sector System Endor system Planet Endor Coordinates H-16 Rotation period 18 standard hours Orbital period 402 standard days Physical Class Terrestrial Diameter 4,900 km Atmosphere Breathable Climate Temperate Gravity 85% standard Primary terrain Forests Mountains Deserts Savannas Lakes Rivers Small seas Surface water 8% Points of interest The Lightning Forest The Vacant Valley The Molten Mountains Lake Sui Native species Ewoks Duloks Gorphs Yuzzum Wisties (semi-sentient) Grass Trekkers (semi-sentient) Dandelion Warriors (semi-sentient) Venom rats Immigrated species Fleebogs Sanyassans Tulgahs Strutters Humans Gupins Jindas Teeks Gorax Keets Phlogs Shrieks Zandor Rockers Iceheads Frost Sprites Frost Giants Underwater Dwellers Mimphs Mudgubs Ice Demons Tromes Jitterbugs Lizard Warriors Talking Trees Quorks Ogres Luck Sprites Eodons Skandits Kagles Pugs Tambles Jawas Societal Language Ewokese Teek language Yuzzum language Sanyassan language Galactic Basic Standard Government Tribal Major cities Bright Tree Village Hanging Moss Village Terak's Keep Happy Grove Red Bush Grove Population 30 million 95% Ewoks 4% Yuzzum 1% other Affiliation Death Watch Confederacy of Independent Systems Galactic Empire Alliance to Restore the Republic Alliance of Free Planets New Republic New Jedi Order Jedi Coalition
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Post by Fleet Admiral James Cook on Jan 11, 2010 11:17:25 GMT -5
The Night Shadow slides into orbit from hyperspace, accompanied only by two Imperial Star Destroyers, the Interrogator and Allocator.
"Ready the hangar bays," Cook ordered. "We must be ready to accept our guest."
"Right away, sir" was the response.
Commander Melee walked up to Cook, and removed his helmet, revealing the face of the long dead Jango Fett.
"Are you sure this is the path you want to take?" he inquired.
"There is simply no other alternative, Commander. This or death at the hands of my allies."
"How will we know if they are here, sir?"
"When you see them, you will know."
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lotvashai
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Post by lotvashai on Jan 11, 2010 18:28:36 GMT -5
From around the far side of the moon of endor, appeared a pockmark of pure silvery white among the stars. Growing in size as it drew closer to the formation of Star Destroyers ahead, the shuttle would have been identified simply under an old Imperial transponder code.
Indeed, the vessel was as ancient as it was a relic, possibly from the time of the reign of Palpatine. What the Yuuzhan Vong had been doing with such a relic was no one's business but their own, it was a recognized transport, albeit an old one, with several modifications made to the vessels' interior to enable it to be easier to pilot for the crew of a single Yuuzhan Vong. Not to mention to sanctify this abomination a little more.
As the shuttle, designated transponder code Alpha1137, approached, it slowed when the larger vessels grew to dominate the viewport almost completely, and waited for the abominable comm unit to awaken. It was hard not to show avid disgust at such things, considering it was the Imperials asking this of THEM - they must be in dire straights to wish to go to such lengths. But the shuttle's soul occupant was under no delusions about what could transpire here, should negotiations not be what they seemed. They had contingency methods of course, that Lotva Shai had seen to personally, which was perhaps one reason why it was not her here in disguise, but her crechesibling.
Lotva Shai would be tied up at the subjugation of Utapau for some time to come, but this auspicious task would be just as important, be it one of discovery or ruse.
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Post by Fleet Admiral James Cook on Jan 12, 2010 11:18:25 GMT -5
"Imperial Shuttle Alpha1137, you are cleared for access into the Primary Hangar Bay. You will not be required to forfeit any weapons upon arrival." the comms officer stated.
"I will be in the conference room, please send an honor guard to escort our guest there as well." said Cook to Melee. "I want absolutely no searches, and prepare the escape pod with Project Alpha inside of it."
"Yes, sir," Melee responded. "Corporal."
A corporal jumped up from his seat and immediately began his newly assigned task.
"I want our guest sitting in front of me in the conference room in twenty minutes." Cook stated, and then he left the room.
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lotvashai
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Post by lotvashai on Jan 12, 2010 13:38:01 GMT -5
Within the next few moments the shuttle made it's approach into the docking bay, keeping relative comm silence the whole time was a choice more than a formality, though if anyone was trying to patch into the exchange, it wouldn't have been any words of interest that the occupant could have thought of. But these beings were infidels, who could really tell what they found interesting after all?
Safely aboard one of the Imperial vessels, the shuttle landed in the designated berth assigned to it, and the access port depressurized, giving way to a short landing ramp that extended from it's interior. Inside, came the faint waft of organics, accompanied by a strange luminescence that was far from artificial. In the hatchway stood a single figure, tall and gaunt in appearance, to the point of severity through depravation, Kias Shai waited until the ramp had extended fully, before placing an all too infidel looking booted foot down upon it's hideously dead surface.
As requested, he had taken the initiative to adorn himself with an ooglith masquer, giving him the outward appearence of a dark haired human male, of aproximately middle age. In his peripheral vision, he could see clearly the sight of his greeting comittee - as the case might be, but showed little sign of acknowledging them just yet. His eyes were fixated on the vastness of this abomination...somehow, even when engaging in battle with these gargantuan behemoths of blasphemy, he had never imagined anyone could dream up an abomination this large. And yet he knew they made them even bigger.
The thought made him feel physically sick.
The infidel was closer now, saying something to him expectantly, that his tizowyrm translated as a greeting and instruction. Taking their leave he followed the aide through the sprawling corridoors and hideously angled twists and turns, until they came to a rather grand chamber - if that was what it could be called.
Settling into the seat from across the broard table, he was glad for small mercies, namely the masquer he wore was able to hide much of his disgust as the cold of the seat's armrests began to seep through into his own skin.
Now he would wait for their charge to arrive, he would see how much truth was in what his creche sibling had discribed - though he had no true reason to trust her, he was her brother yes, but she was still an Intendant, a caste that he had been fortunate to avoid, but her reasons for sending him were trustworthy enough on their own, she had been very preoccupied with the taking of Utapau.
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Post by Fleet Admiral James Cook on Jan 13, 2010 11:42:23 GMT -5
"Welcome to the Night Shadow, my personal flagship." Cook stated upon entrance. Accompanied with him was Melee and another unknown Lieutenant. "I trust that Lotva Shai has informed you of this meeting's topics, yes?"
Cook sat down in the chair at the head of the table. "I am aware that you do not enjoy my kind at all, and that is understandable. I wish to have a calm, diplomatic, and rather productive chat."
Cook paused, then continued. "I can guarantee that no amount of treachery will occur here, if you have that nuance." By now, Cook had already sat back in the chair, interlocking his fingers and focusing on them as though the most interesting thing to him. "Alpha will await you when you are departing."
Cook ordered the officer to turn on the holoprojector in the middle of the conference table, and when he did, a large, detailed model of Utapau came into view, complete with battling warships from both factions.
"I have been studying the battle from afar, and I must say, your warriors are proving to be quite a match for the RGE. I commend you and your warriors, as all have died in honor and not vain."
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lotvashai
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Post by lotvashai on Jan 13, 2010 17:00:30 GMT -5
Watching as the Admiral gesticulated to encompass all that surrounded them both, his welcome might have fallen flat, had it not been for Kias Shai's expression of purest disgust, it might have appeared as though he was entirely bereft of emotion.
"Foolish for her if she had not, don't you think?" He returned when Cook had asked him about weather or not Lotva had informed him of what, exactly, they were dealing with here. His tone was a cold and rasping one, and although he spoke in fluent basic, his words were heavily accented.
However, the assurance that there would be no trechery here was hardly a comfort, what was the word of an infidel after all? They wallowed in the false truth, they lived side by side, shoulder to shoulder in this quagmire of filth every single day since their birth, they were tainted people. They could no more be trusted than they would trust him....so far. He had come for something though, and if he returned empty handed, then this would not bode well for him, not that he owed the Intendant caste anything of course. Mirroring the admiral, interlacing his fingers and placing both thick-set elbows against the table before him, he appeared quietly pensive for a moment, before leaning in as if to thwart eavesdroppers.
"Better for this discussion that it is, the shapers would be most displeased." He let a feral smile spread his all too human lips wide, and just as quickly sheathed it again.
"Do not state to me the obvious." Kias Shai was quick to add, "I know, well, the glory of the Yuuzhan Vong, it goes without saying. This is not why I am here, and this is not additional information. You wish to discuss an alliance of sorts...so, discuss."
He leaned back then, repressing the urge to shiver as the artificial fabric of the chair shifted unnaturally under his weight, watching the Imperial dilligently.
"You wish someone, removed, do you not?"
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Post by Crimsonred on Feb 2, 2010 12:39:34 GMT -5
Crimsonred enters the endor orbit in his stealthx.
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Post by Fleet Admiral James Cook on Feb 2, 2010 12:54:12 GMT -5
The first section of Cook's fleet that left Yaga Minor appeared over the forest planet.
Cook paused from eating his delicious pizza"Melee, please invite our visitor to dine with us. No doubt he would want to try some of this excellent Corellian food."
Melee smiled and stood up. "If you say so, James."
-----TRANSMISSION TO STARFIGHTER-----
Attention StealthX Fighter.
You have been cleared for landing in the main hangar bay of the Night Shadow. Please proceed now.
-----END TRANSMISSION-----
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Post by Crimsonred on Feb 2, 2010 12:58:25 GMT -5
Crimsonred notices the shadow entering endors orbut. tring on his clocking device he prepares to bored the ship.
" Those fools wont know what hit them"
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Post by Crimsonred on Feb 2, 2010 19:14:26 GMT -5
-----TRANSMISSION TO SHADOW---- Admiral i am on my way. i hope every thing is in order for my arrival. i will arrive in the next few minutes
Make sure no one shoots a me or your clones will die by my blade.
-----END TRANSMISSION----
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Post by Crimsonred on Feb 2, 2010 20:20:42 GMT -5
after crimson red landed his stealthX on the shadow, the Admirals men walked him to have dinner the Admiral himself,(James Cook).
" well.. well.. well. i finally get to me to elusive Admiral him self, and i have to say in impressed with how well you are handling this situation."
[ thinking to him self... now how am i going to arrest him with out getting my brains blown out]
" so Admiral, whats on the menu tonight"?
" i am glad you asked, we're having delicious pizza of this excellent Corellian food."
" yum!! (crimson replied in a sarcastic tone) I love triangle triangle shape grease"
with out another word the cooks both of them started to eat the pizza. the whole time crimson with one hand on his gun just in case things didn't go according to plan.
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Post by Fleet Admiral James Cook on Feb 5, 2010 11:40:57 GMT -5
"I knew you would like it. Almost everyone does." replied Cook.
Melee leaned toward Cook, and whispered something in his ear.
Cook straightened. "Hold on to your dishes!" he said.
Before his guest could reply, the ship lurched, and the entire fleet went into hyperspace.
"Those plates are ceramic, and I hope you kept your grip. They are rather valuable."
As his guest replaced the plates on the table, Cook saw a glint of metal under the table.
He smiled.
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Post by SK on Aug 29, 2010 23:12:47 GMT -5
As the shuttle exited hyperspace, one of the masters goes up to the pilot.
"Pilot, land on the planet. We need to lay low for a little bit. I feel as though we may need to hide ourselves. It would also give us time to find out what happened to the fleet."
The pilot then nodded, and they made thier way down towards the surface.
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Post by Mara Jade Skywalker on Aug 29, 2010 23:59:48 GMT -5
Not long after the shuttle came out of hyperspace, a matte black Jedi StealthX also materialized above Endor.
Mara watched as the shuttle made its way down to the planet. She chooses to remain in orbit rather than following the shuttle down, to not risk being detected.
Finding some decades old debris left from the Battle of Endor, Mara maneuvers her StealthX to one of the larger pieces and sets down on it. She extends the landing gear and clamps the ship onto the floating hunk of debris.
Putting the ship into standby, she addresses her astromech, "Sneaky. I am going to call you Sneaky. What do you think?"
The droid beeps its approval then goes quiet. The R9s aren't as social as the R2 units, and that is perfectly fine with Mara. After 12 years with Artoo, a quiet astromech is refreshing.
"Alert me immediately when you detect the shuttle returning to orbit."
Taking a few deep, calming breaths, Mara allows herself to fall into a light sleep.
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