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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ....
If I'm not able to get a post up in time, Ara will simply be trying to kill the shellhead manning the big gun and moving to try and find some cover.
Posted on 2009-10-19 at 06:55:31.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Aria of the Thirteen
Subject: Better late than never...
Marie said nothing during the meeting went, carefully cultivating an air of disinterest as she rocked in her chair and quietly tapped the cigarette Michael had given her in tune to the Hendrix song still reverberating through her mind. But, as each image was displayed and information relayed, her eyelids snapped like the shutters of a camera, storing away each moment for future use.
“Marie… you got something you’d like to sniff out, or would you like to join me? I’ll give you a ride on my motorcycle…” a voice asked, bringing to an end the soundless sonata in her head. Her thick, carefully curled eyelashes flicked up, as the blue-greens of her eyes focused on its source.
‘Hmm’ she thought, suddenly aware of how close Michael was to her, and the inviting smell he exuded…
"While I would hate to interrupt your private time with the lovely Marie, if you are going to meet with the family I would like to come along,” Iara interrupted suddenly. "Besides, the doctor will not be at the casino until tomorrow and I think that the best place to introduce myself to him."
“Just as well,” Marie whispered to Michael, with a wink, “I doubt you could afford me anyway.”
“I have a car,” Marie added in a louder voice, as she rose from the table and dangled her cigarette from her lips. “But, n’importe quoi, just let me get changed into ‘work’ clothes.”
OOC: The French is the equivalent of ‘whatever’.
Posted on 2009-10-18 at 17:44:34.
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Topic: Aria of the Thirteen Q&A
Subject: ...
Sorry (again) for the lack of postage. Life is pretty busy and I can't find the time to get a proper post up. I will try to do one, though, over the next couple of days.
Posted on 2009-10-15 at 06:45:06.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Sorry for the lack of postage. Life is really busy at the moment (busy in a good way, but busy nonetheless).
Hopefully I won't go awol again.
Posted on 2009-10-15 at 06:42:55.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Ayrn, I've really enjoyed the game, so thanks for running it.
Life is pretty busy for me at the moment, so I'd be fine with taking a break if needs be.
Posted on 2009-10-09 at 17:53:38.
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Topic: Dawn of Defiance: The Traitor's Gambit
Subject: ...
It all happened so fast, there was barely time to register it all. The hangar doors, the gaggle of stormtroopers, the heavy cannon, the imperial shuttle, the sealed off ops. room – all of them swam on the surface of Ara’s pale blue eyes without ever sinking in.
The ‘ping’ of a blaster bolt ricocheting off the frame of the hangar door, forced a shake of the head, and for Ara to tighten her hold on her carbine. Karra had already bounded past, shouting back for her to try and open the door to the operation room. And Hako’ib was already firing off a hail of shots at an Imperial kneeling down before the shuttle.
“I don’t know!” she answered back, running with her carbine in one hand as she flung a grenade towards the Imperial officer.
OOC: Ara is moving off towards the right of the hangar so that she’s partly covered by the shuttle. Ara will try to catch the officer and as as many troopers as she can with the grenade.
Posted on 2009-10-09 at 17:48:34.
Edited on 2009-10-09 at 17:50:59 by Ginafae
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Ah nifty. Time for some grenadiering then. 
Posted on 2009-10-09 at 06:43:44.
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Topic: Aria of the Thirteen Q&A
Subject: ...
Sorry for the lack of postage on my part. I'm unfortunately really busy. I will, however, try to get a post up today or tomorrow.
Posted on 2009-10-08 at 06:35:16.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
So since Loki is carrying Karra's bags (and now Ara's shoulder bag), does that mean he's the one with the stun grenades?
If so, they could be useful here. 
Posted on 2009-10-08 at 06:34:09.
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Topic: Dawn of Defiance: The Traitor's Gambit
Subject: Let the fun begin...
The Stormtrooper’s carbine pointed menacingly at the trio of alien ‘slaves’. It drifted from head to head, and settled on the talkative twi’lek male’s groin. Its trigger quivered briefly, as the faintest pressure was applied, and then … then Ara slung the carbine over her shoulder.
“Relax guys, it’s me,” she confided, throwing a conspiratorial wink even though it was masked by the helm she wore. “Our ‘imperial tithe’ should be received in around sixteen minutes. The monitors are down for the moment, and I counted seven shell-heads in the hangar along with their boss.”
“Thanks for bringing my stuff,” she added, noticing that Karra had carried her shoulder bag from (what had been) Switch’s storage bay. “Oh, and I’ve got your comlink, Ithira, you should contact Maya and tell her what’s up.”
[…brief pause for the others to tell Ara what happened with them…]
Ara listened quietly and responded with a nod. “I should be able to bypass the lock easily enough. Just be ready to start blasting when I do. Oh, and I have some stun grenades in my bag. They might come in useful.”
OOC: Mechanics check to bypass the lock (if possible). She'll make use of Determination (racial skill) if she rolls poorly first time around, and then use up any force points she has left.
Posted on 2009-10-02 at 16:45:01.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
I think the distinction between mechanics and use computer is a little blurry. The difference (as I see it) is that computer use is to do with programming and dealing with code, rather than something you can physically manipulate.
Maybe Ayrn can clarify? Or point it out if I have the wrong end of the stick? 
Posted on 2009-10-02 at 16:20:46.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Yep, no worries.
Posted on 2009-10-01 at 20:40:17.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Ara should be able to get unlock the hangar doors without too much trouble (well hopefully without too much trouble).
After that we'll be in a straight fight I think with the Stormies in the hangar. Maybe Karra can try and reach any security console etc. that there might be inside, while the we try and secure the cargo/Alderanian agent?
Posted on 2009-10-01 at 18:01:52.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Toward the hangar, since I figure that's where the others are going.
Sorry, I should have made that clear before.
Posted on 2009-10-01 at 06:35:24.
Edited on 2009-10-01 at 06:35:42 by Ginafae
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Right I lied and I did get a post up. I'm guessing that Ara won't be able to quietly pocket her 'Overcharged 360', so she'll leave it where it is, and get out of dodge (hopefully).
Posted on 2009-09-30 at 20:13:50.
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Topic: Dawn of Defiance: The Traitor's Gambit
Subject: (A not so) cunning plan
“It must be those traitors after the cargo!” Ara lied, after the monitors fizzed into static. “Stay here and report it. I’m going to find a techy weasel to fix ‘em!”
‘Never give them time to think about the lie,’ she recalled Dil once saying to her after he had swindled a nasty-looking Trandoshan of his favourite blaster. She didn’t intend to. Grabbing her carbine purposively she stormed out of the security station.
‘Just let my luck hold…for a little while longer at least.’
OOC: Hopefully she won’t be required to spend more force pointage. But she will if required.
Posted on 2009-09-30 at 19:36:06.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Won't be able to get a post up until tomorrow, so feel free to put your post back up. As the two parties are operating contiguously, what Ara does won't have an impact immediately anyhow.
Posted on 2009-09-30 at 18:57:55.
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Topic: Aria of the Thirteen Q&A
Subject: Typo?
Is it meant to be 5 year old daughter? Otherwise the victim fathered a child at the age of 8 (which is freaky).
Posted on 2009-09-30 at 10:34:13.
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Topic: Auguries of Destruction - The Aria of the Thirteen
Subject: Marie
“Tu es dans toutes mes penseés!”
Her pearly white teeth flashed in a smile. It was the slow deliberate cat-like grin of a hunter closing on its prey. The music stopped, the dancing ceased, he looked into her eyes and she coyly looked away. He drew closer, quivering uncontrollably as he embraced her.
“Que mes baisers soient les mots d’amour que je ne te dis pas,” he breathed, showering every exposed flash of skin with kisses.
She, for her part, slowly dipped her hand into his pocket, removed his wallet, looked inside, and…
“Marie.”
Marie woke with a start, and straight into the table-lamp craning over the small desk over which she had fallen asleep. ‘Ow’ she mouthed, furiously rubbing the back of her head and making a mess of the loose black curls of her shoulder-length hair.
“Marie?” the voice repeated, more urgently than before.
The blue-green of her eyes swung around suspiciously, and ran straight into the beaming gaze of a young, clean-cut freshman she was sure she ought to recognize but couldn’t quite pin.
“Yeah…what?” she replied, slightly sharper than she intended, her voice laced with the Francophone tones of Quebec.
“Uh,” he paused slightly flustered, “well it’s late, and…umm…well I was wondering if you needed someone to, you know, walk you home…”
“No.”
“Oh,” he whimpered almost soundlessly, turning away from her lamp-lit desk and back into the dark seclusion of the books that lined the endless shelves of the University library.
She watched him go in the glassy reflection that played out on the window by which she was sitting. The dim lights of the library, crystallized into luminescent bursts of light. The corridors of the library, glistened like dark rivers of promise. It all seemed somehow more simple, clearer than muddled reality. Even her own reflection seemed different: more honest. Her hair was longer than she had ever worn it; her thin, pretty features sharper. Small freckles peeked out from where her foundation had worn off. And her eyes dripped with the aching loneliness she felt deep down, but so rarely allowed to surface.
She sighed melancholically. Tearing her gaze away, she opened one of the many books that littered her small desk. She had an essay to finish.
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‘…Duh…duh...duhduhduh…Hey Joe…’ Marie mimed, bopping her head as Hendrix wafted out of the radio of the lone speaker of her car. It was fitting. The battered lime green VW Beetle she was driving belonged to an earlier time of flower power, free(ish) sex and when the driver door still worked.
Pulling up to her destination, she cut the engine, and shimmied out of the passenger side.
“Merde, I’m tired,” she managed to mutter through a yawn, as she first stretched athletically, and then smoothed the thigh-high, frilly blue skirt she was wearing. It matched the perfect blue of the sky, the small sapphire pendent she wore, and reflected the blue-green of her eyes.
She entered the building with a series of ‘schlaps’ – her light sandals ricocheting between the heels of her feet and the polished marble floor. She was clearly underdressed. Even the security guards wore neatly pressed, fashionably cut suits. But no one paid her any heed. Or, if they did, they swiftly looked away.
‘Welcome to the MSPD, home of misfits, weirdos and retired lapdancers,’ she thought to herself as she entered an elevator, inserted a card, and zoomed off to floors in the towering skyscraper that were not supposed to exist.
Marie had yet to decide exactly which category everyone fell into, by the time she was seated in the conference room, casually biting her nails. Kurosawa was seated at the head of the table, his face a picture of concentration. The trio of Sarah, Susan and Harold were seated along one side, quietly talking amongst themselves. Iara was to her left, disturbingly beautiful as always. And Michael walked in last, a rugged. Johnny Depp clone.
“Ce se passe,” she whispered conspiratorially to Michael, as he took a seat, “got a cigarette?”
OOC: The French broadly translates as (in order): ‘You are in all my thoughts’; ‘Let my kisses be the words of love I dare not say’; and ‘What’s up’. I’ll refrain from translating ‘merde’.
Posted on 2009-09-29 at 18:46:14.
Edited on 2009-09-29 at 18:46:36 by Ginafae
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
She's eating through those force points like a postgraduate at a free lunch.
I'll post later on today. I have a cunning plan (well sort-of-cunning and it might not work, so it's more of a tentative proposal).
Posted on 2009-09-29 at 10:06:45.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Sure, no worries.
Posted on 2009-09-28 at 14:33:32.
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Topic: Aria of the Thirteen Q&A
Subject: ...
I'm well behind with posting, but will look to do so over the next couple of days. Sorry for the delay!
Posted on 2009-09-27 at 20:44:07.
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Topic: Dawn of Defiance: The Traitor's Gambit
Subject: Vengeance...of a sort
It was hard not to be impressed and, at the same time, worried. The Emperor, it was said, had eyes and ears everywhere. Ara initially thought that that was hogwash to frighten people into line, or that his agents paid the odd informant to channel information to them. She never quite realized how true it was until she stared blinkingly into the horde of security monitors, and deduced that most of the pictures came from the army of droids that worked in the station.
‘Maybe that explains why they’re so in favour of regular memory wipes…and maybe that’s how they found out about Dil…’
Inside the faceless duraplast helm she wore, the Arkanian’s eyes fell sadly. And when they rose they were met with the blurred image of Ithiria, Hako’ib and Karra emerging from the central elevators.
‘So they got the message,’ she thought, with renewed determination. Surreptitiously reaching into her belt pouch, she drew out a small, cube-shaped device. With a peek over her shoulder to make sure her ‘fellow’ stormtrooper was distracted, Ara attached it to the console’s energy matrix. With luck, it would send a surge through the console, blow some of the monitors, and give Ara an excuse to leave under the pretense of finding technical assistance.
OOC: She’ll happily use up more force points if needed too.
Posted on 2009-09-27 at 20:42:06.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Actually scratch that. Since Ara was 'posted' to monitor activity at the security station, she wouldn't be allowed to leave (or at least it would seem suspicious if she did so - do stormtroopers go on toilet breaks?).
I think we ought to wait for the bomb, and Ara will try to (temporarily) sabotage the monitors to add to the panic, and give her an excuse to 'go get some help'.
Posted on 2009-09-27 at 17:41:28.
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Topic: SW: Dawn of Defiance Q/A
Subject: ...
Sorry for the lack of postage, I will get a post up in a few hours.
The plan seems sound. I was thinking about sabotaging the security system, but that's an impossibility what with another stormtrooper with Ara.
Posted on 2009-09-27 at 17:35:01.
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