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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jan 3, 2011 18:12:34 GMT -5
The Rose reverts back to realspace in Coruscant's gravity well. "ATC, this is the Eternity Rose requesting clearance to the Senate sector.."
"Hold your pattern Rose. What is your reason for visiting our fine capitol?"
"Emissaries from the Jedi Order to see the senate regarding security issues around the school."
"Do you have a scheduled appointment Master?..."
"Kenobi, and nope, we thought we'd just drop in for a chat if they have a minuet."
The ATC operator chuckled. "Good luck with that Master Kenobi. You may be here a few days so I secured parking for you as well. Transmitting your flight vector now."
"Thanks..?"
"Krell ma'am and good luck with your visit. I mean that."
"Thanks Krell, tell your boss to give you a raise."
There was a smile in the man's voice as he wished them well again and signed off.
"Well old Mule, did you have a nice nappy poo?"
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jan 3, 2011 18:20:35 GMT -5
He yawns deeply and smiles "Well you say I need my beauty sleep. How come you didn't wake me up I still have contacts here and could of had us a in the Chief of states office in a half an hour?" He give her a confused look.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jan 3, 2011 18:43:50 GMT -5
"Well, I figured we should try out that whole proper channels thing before we came in like a nerf in a china shop." She grins. "But we'll save that idea for later." She flicks over the landing permit info to his side of the ship. "I drove, you park."
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jan 3, 2011 19:17:29 GMT -5
He catches the co-ordinates and takes the controls of the Rose. He breaks right and circles the Senate complex and spots the landing zone. He banks and smoothly flares for a landing. Shutting the ship down he sees on of the ground crew standing there arms folded and tapping his right foot. He looks closer trying to figure out what the guy's problem is because for once he didn't show off. suddenly he takes note the landing area is strangely full of personnel. Looking at Gert he stands. "Wait here and let me see what this is all about. He heads down the ramp and heads over to the man. He stops and looks at the man "Did we land at the wrong ramp?" the man raises the visor on his helmet and smiles "Well you may not remember me sir but I worked with the rebellion and was attached to some hot shot unit that went on allot of black ops. See there was this one guy used to be a real mean sniper but he also was a wild pilot. Went by the name of Kenobi. I swear he could do things with a ship that would make your skin crawl. I guess time takes it's toll sir" And gives him a big salute. Pap smiles and returns the mans salute "Stand at ease those days are long gone and well..." looking over his shoulder he glances back and leans in "It's the wife's ship and to be honest it's the only person I have ever been afraid of in my life" and winks at him. The man nods his understanding. I have one of those too, and three daughters too. Don't worry sir we will take good care of your wife's ship." Pap clasps the man's shoulder "Thanks my friend, may the Force be with you." He heads back up the ramp. "It's all good dear want to try to find us a place to stay so we can freshen up?" and heads into their cabin to retrieve their bags.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Jan 3, 2011 19:30:30 GMT -5
She walks down the ramp shaking her head and lightly carrying her flight bag. She would probably have to change into civvies or her robes later but for now her court robes would do. "So what was that all about?" she asked her husband as they walked through the landing bay. She keyed in on her data pad for a moment. "We can stay at the diplomatic hostile. They have room and it's inexpensive with no defined check out times. I don't plan to loiter in our rooms so it will do."
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Jan 3, 2011 19:32:45 GMT -5
He smiles as he carries his bag "Just an old war buddy bragging on the old man and how much of a hot shot pilot he was....promise me I can give the kids a show when we leave? I'll pay any fines dear." a huge grin on his face.
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Post by Darth Nephlium on Jan 10, 2011 21:52:31 GMT -5
His ship slows as it arrives in Coruscant orbit he gets clear and makes his way to his private landing platform.
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Sept 15, 2011 22:11:31 GMT -5
As the ship warms up ATC clears his vector to orbit and he watches as all the indicators turn green. One last look out at the platform and the former rebel soldier snaps to and salutes....Pappy smiles and flashes the landing lights twice and gives him a salute and then he flashes the lights twice again....the mans arm falls and he looks at the others frantically pointing and starting to retreat. Time has taken it's toll huh??? with an evil smile on his face he slams the repulsors to full and the ship leaps off the platform...as it reaches ten meters in height he simultaneously kills the repulsors and engages the main drive to full power and pulls back hard on the yoke. The Rose literally stands on it's tail and for a brief second as the ship hovers there and appears it may fall back to the ground. But in a blink of the eye the ship leaps skyward....as it does Pappy executes a series of barrel rolls and then levels out and heads for space. As the ship breaks atmosphere he senses his wife....not angry but frustrated....and heading his way. She may give him a tongue lashing but it was worth it. He reaches over to the navi computer to punch in the co-ordinates for Yavin IV.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Sept 19, 2011 11:13:12 GMT -5
She walks into the cockpit, her traveling tunic covered in a suspiciously sweet smelling stain. "I don't mind when you fly my ship Old Mule. I don't even mind when you fly her like a rented bantha. What I do mind is when you fly her like a rented bantha without warning and I spill perfectly good whiskey on myself." She shakes her head in exasperation. "Especially as smelling our Chief of State all afternoon made me crave it worse than gornt dogs when I was pregnant with Phil."
She plops down in the copilot seat and glares at him but there is no heat in the glare, just amusement.
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Post by Tuskers on Jan 4, 2012 11:13:21 GMT -5
An organic ship exits hyperspace, and approaches the planet. Finding the appropriate landing platform, it touches down gently. Looking out of the viewport of his ship, Tuskers frowns, "The City of Spires, I hoped never to see it again." He calls for a taxi, and sits back to wait.
After the taxi arrives, Tuskers climbs aboard, and instructs the driver to take him down to the surface at coordinates that he specifies.
"But Mac, there is nothing within a click of that location but rubble."
"Yes. I like rubble."
The taxi descends and drops off it's passenger.
Focusing, Tuskers raises his hand towards the driver. "You dropped me off at a nice hotel nearby. Okay?"
"Nice hotel, enjoy your stay."
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Post by Odious Ragnos on Feb 3, 2012 15:52:23 GMT -5
The Reaper's Scythe now transmitting the Transponder ID "Wayward Dove" came out of hyperspace and approached Coruscant.
T47: "Coruscant traffic control. This is Wayward Dove requesting permission to land at pad Alpha Sigma."
Control: "State the purpose of your visit. That is a restricted area."
T47: "We have a load of supplies to sell to the cantinas and shops."
Control: "Permission granted. Continue at heading 1-4-0. Good luck down there."
T47: "Thank you."
T47 turns to Odious in the pilot's chair beside him.
T: "I really hate meatbags..." adding "Except of course for you Master."
Odious smiled.
"Take us in T, I am going to go get ready."
T47 guided the ship into the atmosphere and to the landing pad. Odious began slipping into his assassin's gear. No one would pay any special attention to him where he was heading. Plenty of bounty hunters and assassins would be at the Cantina. As he went to put on his chest plate, the ship lurched violently throwing him off balance and onto the floor.
"What the frak?"
He opened his comm.
"What was that T?!?"
T47: "A little bit of a rough landing Master, but we have landed."
He picked himself up and continued dressing as the ship came to rest.
I am definitely not looking forward this, Odious thought.
The Outlander Club, it didn't sound promising.
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Post by Lady Morrigna on Mar 5, 2013 16:49:01 GMT -5
(Moving from Korriban Orbit)
*Casually drinking from her glass, Morri listened to the old sith’s words. She too had felt something… interesting bubbling through the Force, but wasn’t as drawn to it as Paymon seemed to have been. She found his perspective interesting to say the least. Sitting her glass on the tray of a buzzing service droid, she straightens her jacket, and tightens her pony tail, something she had a tendency of doing when she was thinking.*
Interesting… I too felt something… but was the something not a something… more of a something with pulse…
*She says, just before he dismisses the servant to grab his belongings. Walking to the cabinet where she had stowed away her things, Morri continues speaking as she places her weapons onto her person. She knew that though they were still in hyperspace, it was only a matter of moments before they would fall into the Orbit of Coruscant… a place of mixed memories and emotions for her… a place where she had caused enough pain and destruction to feel the remnants of it fueling her connection to the darkside of the Force.*
Are we sure it is something that couldn’t be transformed into an advantage to us? Perhaps something with a beacon that strong could be a bonus if handled…. Correctly…
*As they reach the Orbit of Coruscant, Morri turns back to Paymon, who was affixing his own weapons. Her typically bright green eyes were beginning to glow a dangerous amber, a sign of her strength and connection… she gives him a nod, and they head to the bridge of the Black Widow. Upon their arrival, Paymon gives the order, and the ship pulls out of hyperspace, into the Coruscanti Orbit. A small smirk crosses Morri’s face just as her hood goes up over her head, few would have even noticed, save Paymon or some others she was well acquainted with.*
I can feel it… even stronger now…
*She softly hissed to Paymon, making her own internal decisions on what this something with a pulse might be.*
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Post by Darth Paymon on Mar 8, 2013 19:36:25 GMT -5
Paymon nodded, "I too felt this, I hope this won't be a problem." The way he said this was without any sincerity he simply said it to insure that he in fact was going to destroy whatever this was. He wasn't scared at all by the Jedi but he wasn't going to give them any chance to strengthen their numbers.
Paymon attached his lightsabers to his belt and straightened out his robes then led his way down the ramp of the Transport Shuttle onto the Hangar Bay Floor where they were met by a Battalion of the highest trained Imperial StormTroopers that were standing in formation and then they all saluted Paymon and Morrigna who walked straight past them almost ignoring their existence. Once they arrived at the Bridge Paymon felt the Super Star Destroyer make the Jump to Hyperspace.
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Paymon looked at her,"No. We must send a message to the Jedi.. this will be the beginning of the war. The Jedi have trifled with me for far to long and now it is time to end the pathetic beings. We are the only ones who deserve this power because we know the true powers of the force not just the pathetic blind sided view of the Jedi."
Other than the short conversation between Paymon and Morri the bridge was mostly quiet other than the sound of clatter of working people and the hum of the computers. Paymon broke off and went to his meditation chamber and to eat a small meal.
Morri was standing by the glass lookout when Paymon returned to the bridge and so he approached her just as they dropped out of hyperspace and entered the orbit of Coruscant. Paymon cracked a small smile and replied to Morri,"Aye, So do I...So do I."
Paymon turned and looked at his Admiral, "Prepare my ship immediately and then continue to Orbit and watch for any Pathetic Jedi but do not attack, simply defend yourselves, and let them through."he ordered then turned to Morrigna,"Shall we?"he motioned toward the doors to the bridge that headed out into the hallway towards the hangar bay where their transport to Coruscant awaited them.
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Post by Lady Morrigna on Mar 8, 2013 19:59:46 GMT -5
*Following Paymon away from the bridge, Morri said very little. She had a quiet confidence about her, but that didn't mean that she wasn't thinking. War... ah such a lovely thing it was... messy... but lovely. She loved the feeling of satisfaction that came with bringing suffering and anguish to those who most deserved it. Obviously anyone who was stupid enough to stand against Paymon and her was lacking in the intelligence department.
The walk to the hangar was longish, but seemed quick, she and Paymon always had been able to make the time fly by. It was their own breed of forceless magic she assumed. Once they were away from prying ears, she spoke up again. Her curiosity was after all getting the best of her, or was it her logical and conniving mind working up a back up plan.*
Do you have a plan B? Jedi aren't the most observant things in the Galaxy, you know. What if our message falls on deaf ears? Then what? Immortal hell to be paid? Chaos and fire power attacks?
*Her questions were pointed, something most wouldn't have been brazen enough to do with a man such as Paymon, but Morri was not afraid. If she was going to bring the wrath of all that is evil on someone, she was going to make sure it was to be orchestrated effectively... after all... her name would be etched all over this... along with Paymon's... it had to be done right.*
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Post by Darth Paymon on Mar 8, 2013 20:18:11 GMT -5
Paymon smiled when she asked her questions. "Oh trust me, this is simply the beginning. Soon the galaxy will be mine and all will bow before me."Paymon said he knew she was familiar with the times when he ruled over Dathomir, Naboo, and his home world of Corellia. He stroke fear into the hearts of the strongest of men and the ones who were foolish enough to challenge him he personally put fear into them. He used the powers that the Jedi taught him so many years ago to Physically harm women and children. He also worked miracles in some cases.
Though it had been long since Paymon wore the title of Emporer he had every intention of reclaiming his former title, only this time he would destory even the weakest of his enemies.
Paymon spoke up,"Reach out in the force my friend you should be able to feel his presence even though he is trying to conceal it so hard. You after all used to be friends with the Kenobi."he gave a soft chuckle,"My pathetic nephew never gives up,but this time if he tries to stand in our way I will make him suffer dearly." His eyes started to faintly glow with a strong distaste.
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It is crazy perhaps, but that doesn't mean it isn't true. 
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