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((OSS: Redwing, all I'm doing is preventing Cracken from retaking Seperatist Planets.))

 

Flax: Contact General Farlander, have him deploy our fleet to protect our conquests.

 

*An Ensign walks up to him.*

 

Ensign: General, ground attack is going as planned, however Intel predicts Cracken's fleet will arive shortly.

 

Flax: Signal the Admiral, double patrols, try and excelerate the ground battle.

 

Ensign: Sir.

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*Ivan catches up to Irvine, whom is just leaving his recently assinged quarters... Irvine is carrying a long, 6 foot, black, staff with two handles attached to where it would seem to be about 1/3 from each end. Along whta that it seemed to have a Interesting head piece, when Ivan got a closer look, he noticed that it had two snake-tounge like prongs on it that faced each other over a small oval shaped hole. And along the shaft of the Staff has small holes along the entirity of it as well... The detail and disign made Ivan stare at it in awe.*

 

Ivan: "My thats amazing... What is it?"

 

Irvine: "Uncle, This is what i like to call a DarkScythe, Only those whom are expertly trained for the use of this weapon could ever use it in battle. Not only that the person wielding it must keep a steady amount of force flowing into it, or else it won't work."

 

Ivan: "So its a forceenabled weapon, I haven't seen anything like this technology before..."

 

Irvine: "Thats becuase it hasn't been invented yet, as far as I've checked."

 

*A small rumble fulls the air as Irvine Ignites the Scythe, a feild of energy immetately is created along the the staff, execpt for the handles. and the Blade of the weapon Ignites as well, a silver blade extends from the head piece to about a 4 feet.*

 

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*Marcus tryies to call the Crimson Star II on multiple channels even on non secure and emergancy channels, but all he gets is static...*

 

Marcus: "Damnit, why won't they answer..."

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((Obviously Irvine hasn't checked :p

 

Battledog and Cracken...keep in mind that the war is less than a day old))

 

Beron: *sigh* Now that that old fool is gone, perhaps we can start the discussion of our lack of forces?

 

Tarl: Without strong leadership, this Separatist Empire will fall before it even begins...

 

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Farran: Of course...after you give me the information you have.

 

Nimalf: But---what if that creep decides to kill us before we can do that?

 

Farran: *smiles* I suppose you'd better hurry then. *calls an escort* They'll take you to your ship.

 

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Rwos: You could say that...Deac, Kal, this is Ida.

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r15: yep, but isn't there any that absolutely use the actual power of the wielder? :)

and its not just a thing that was stuck in the back of your neck, its more like microscopic nonomechines that do what they are attended to do, with out bothering any bodily functions. so once ion the blood stream, in order to remove them, you'd need a blood transfusion. but deactivating them is a different story...

 

Ravan: "Alright, Then we should."

 

*Marcus enters.*

 

Marcus: "I couldn't recieve a return signal, how ever they should be recieving..."

 

Ravan: "Well we should find out when Irvine returns and gives us a report on the situation..."

 

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Ivan remembering what he came for: "Right, turn it off, the Council summons you. They want a report on the Crimson Star II."

 

Irvine turning off the Scythe: "Oh, that thing, I was wondering when you people ask. How ever in order for it to be used, IT would need to be repaired..."

 

*Irvine and Ivan begin to walk to the Council Chambers*

 

Ivan: "Becuase why?"

 

Irvine: "There was a sabetour, I delt with him, but he cuased a quite a bit of damage to the station, he killed everyone of those people there, even on the surfice. Lucky for me I got up to him before he left on his get away craft, and I shot him right into people. Poor bastard blew up."

 

Ivan: "So its useless for the time being..."

 

Irvine: "Its mostly done, the station that is, other then the repairs it is operational."

 

Ivan: "So why haven't you reported this eariler?"

 

Irvine: "Becuase, I knew one of ya was going to ask sooner or later..."

 

Ivan: "Things like that need to be said, this isn't a game you know."

 

Irvine: "Tell that to my father..." *chuckles*

 

*They approch the council doors...*

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Deac: I'm Deac Starkiller. I've been on your side once...interesting place.

 

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*Lokpihet strides back into the council chamber.*

 

Lokpihet: Gentlemen, I suggest we use this:

 

*He holds up the vial*

 

I call this the raging death. It starts by causing the brain to release rage chemicals, then slowly, it dissolves the internal organs. It's extremely infectious. I propose we release it on...say...Coruscant?

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((OSS: Right, the stratagy.

 

1. We're only attacking the Seperatists.

 

2. Do you think for a second the Republic trusts the Empire.

 

3. At the end of the day the worlds we take are not yours, you stole them, then they broke away, in the case of Topawar the native population would definately be repressed, in a couple of months they'll be slaves and they're not going to like anyone with an Imp Uniform. I only plan to take one more world after this, Bimmiel, you can have the rest.))

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Irvine walking in, walking with the no ignited scthye like a staff: "Raging Death? How interesting, how fast would it spread? We need to make sure no one leaves the planet and possibly infect us..."

 

Ravan: "Good point. How ever I do believe you would have such precautions..."

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Beron Ghenn: What will that accomplish? We have important allies on Coruscant, and it will neither stop the Republic from attacking us nor affect Cracken at all.

 

*one of the more silent Councilman speaks up* What about a Sith? Or a Jedi? Will the weapon work on them?

 

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Ida: You have? Oh yes, the incident with the teleporter...I remember. Rwos here got in a little spat for doing what he did. I guess I don't need to---

 

Rwos: *ahem* Ida, I take it you have a message for me?

 

Ida: Yes. A few messages, actually. One's about your query about the Blood Scrolls. Another's a mission order, and a couple more private ones. What happened to your comm?

 

Rwos: My communicator? I don't know. I suppose I forgot to turn it back on.

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*Cracken looked at Starr, closed his eyes for a minute.... then smiled.... well, well, very interesting. He opened his eyes, and spoke to Starr*

 

your mission is to train my daughter in the ways of the Force. If necessary, you yourself should attempt to consult teh Holocron, if it will let you.

 

Loudspeaker: Attention all personal, prepare for jump to light speed in 10 minutes

 

*Cracken smiled again. Time for war. he nodded to Starr, who gave a bow, and Cracken walked briskley to the bridge. On the Bridge, a Galactic map, current as of one hour ago, was on display. The Republic was moving on Toprawa. damned. Tojo knew what to do, he wasn't stupid.*

 

Commander, disperse the Interdictor Cruisers in a bockade formation, i want to cut off the Corperate sector. The Titan and her fleet shall jump past Toprawa and head straight for teh space betweem Telos and Ord Radama. Max speed, push our fleets engines to 120%.

*The commanding officer gave him an odd look, but realized whom he was talking to, and gave the orders. The Titan and her 10 Star Destroyers jumped to Hyperspace.*

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*Tojo's fleet dropped out of Hyperspace, to see the battle pretty much over. Damned, the Rpublic got here first. not matter.*

 

Tojo: Open a com channel to there flagship, hold fire. do not raise shields. we must uphold the treaty.

This is Grand Admiral Tojo, of teh Imperial Loyalists. we ask permission to use this space as a holding area for the fleet until furthur orders come in.

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Irvine: "What ever or not it does. The real reason to use it should be somewhere that we'd have a strategic advantage."

 

*uses force to activate the Galatic map*

 

Irvine: "See already Imperial and republic forces are invading our territory, and from the looks for it it seems that they would be planning on going for any commercal planets to try and choke us from ever being able to fight, its that the right asumption I'm looking at" *turns to Ivan*

 

Ivan: "Yes, it looks like it so very much indeed. My fellow Councilmen we need to vote to use our fleet and get our selfs a fighting force to defend our selves."

 

Ravan interupting: "SO what about the Crimson star II?"

 

Irvine: "We could send repair crews up cus of what the saboteur that did the damage on to it, and eventualy got removed..."

 

Marcus: "How could you let a person to allow themselves to do it?"

 

Irvine: "I don't know. It is a quite the size of a space station now isn't it? And at that time I couldn't weild the force, then."

 

Ravan: "Now I'm curious is to how you suddenly become so powerful so quickly..."

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*Kioet finds two R-41 starchasers next to the shuttle*

 

Kioet to Nimalf: hey, looks like we each get our own ship!

 

*Kioet uses the passkey to open the hatch, and hops inside the R-41*

 

Kioet: too bad they didn't bother refitting it with advanced missiles...

 

*seconds later the R-41 lifts off the platform and takes off towards the hyperspace route to Tatooine*

 

Kioet: There's gotta be a better way to make a living

 

((oos: sorry, just had to throw that in))

 

*Kioet's R-41 goes into hyperspace*

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Lokpihet: Precautions? I have the antitode, and there's only one source:

Me.

Yes, councilmen. The cure is my DNA.

You are right about Coruscant. We have, however, many smuggler enemies on Nar Shadda...or...

 

Tatooine...yes...

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*It was early morning on Asgard when the Aesirian Council once again meet to approve the new weapons.*

 

Odin: You all know why we are here this morning. You have all seen the new weapons in action. Does anyone feel we should not begin full production?

 

Freya: They will help in are efforts to keep the Jotuns contained and other areas. I see no reason why we shouldn't start full production. Besides if we stop advancing our technology we might as well let the Jotuns lose upon the galaxy.

 

*The other council members mumble agreements. A vote is quickly taken and the propsal to begin full production is past with out a single dissenting vote*

 

Odin: Now, Tyr please bring us uptodate on the Gungnir missiles.

 

Tyr: Gladly, Lord. While in development these missiles will provide a failsafe against the remote chance of a Jotun breaching the containment. Gungir missiles have the ablitiy to destroy a craft after it enters hyperspace. So far in all our test the missile has yet to miss a target.

 

Idun: How exactly does this work?

 

Tyr: Basically, once the missile has targeted a ship, it will hunt it until the ship is destroyed. When the targeted ship enters hyperspace the missile basically goes dormant, waiting until the ship exits. Upon which the missile itself locates the ships new coordinates and jumps into hyperspace itself. It will keep doing this until the ship is destroyed.

 

*Odin signalling Brunhilde to him, as Tyr goes into further detail about the missile*

 

Odin in a whisper: Brunhilde have one of the Valkyr leave Cracken a message, you know what it is about.

 

Brunhilde: Yes Lord. I see you read our report. *touching a few buttons She dispatches the order to the appropiate Valkyr.*

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*On board Cracken's Flagship, a Valkyr slips into Cracken's quarters undected and leaves a message for him on his desk. And just as she came in the Valkyr left without a trace.

The Message reads:

 

Cracken.

 

The Imperial Speratists are planning to complete the Crimson Star II. You have a chance to stop them and destroy the ship before it can be used. If you so desire we will give you the coordinates. You simple must ask for them. Remember we are watching.

 

At the bottom of the message is an Emblem. One that Cracken would have seen while he was on Asgard hunting for the Time Matrix*

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*Above the world of Utgard (Jotun's homeworld), and cloaked ship drops out of hyperspace*

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*sees the an R-41s lifting off with Kioet at the controls*

"looks like they're gone now"

Chavo*to gaurd*:I have to go"

Gaurd: I guess it HAS been a long time. (to stormtrooper) escort him

*arrive at an old-fashioned bathroom with the stall doors opening to the outside*

*enters stall, and stands out of view*

stormtrooper: you done?

*knocks urgently at the door*

stormtrooper: better check it out

*opens door so hard it knocks the stormtrooper out*

Chavo: oldest trick in the book

*steals stormtrooper uniform and walks calmly out*

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((OOS: That wouldn't work on a stormtrooper actually, but it doesn't really matter right there ;)))

 

Beron Ghenn: It seems to me Lokiphet, that you have nothing more than solving your personal vendettas in mind. Why would we waste a virus like this on Tatooine? Why do you wish the Council's help with this?

 

*Farran reenters the Council room and looks around curiously* Half of the Council is still discussing? It's been hours.

 

Jun Tarl: Good point...I say we reconvene in a day to discuss the situation.

 

*another Councilman* No! If we wait to vote on military use until tomorrow, half our important planets will be under the control of the Republic or Cracken's Loyalists!

 

Tarl: But we only have half the Council here!

 

Councilman: Please, Tarl. Tell me you don't already know what the result will be? This is a token vote.

 

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Nimalf: *sarcastically* Hooray, our very own ships. Bet they're rigged. *pops stress pills*

 

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*Starr watched Cracken leave in astonishment* I...I have to teach her how to use the Force? Alys? *conflicting thoughts rushed through his head. He didn't want to teach anyone. But somehow he couldn't help feeling happy that he'd be able to spend time with...

 

Augh! He couldn't think like that. Nothing good would come of a...

 

No! He couldn't think that either.

 

*Starr, agitated, turned and headed for his chambers to meditate*

 

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Ida: Well in the past few days, Rwos, so many things have crossed over to this universe from ours in the past three days that the Council is considering classifying this as C-level Red. They're holding off their decision till I can tell them whether or not you think you can handle some of the elements...it should explain in one of those messages...

 

*Rwos is already reading them* Odd...I didn't expect this.

 

Ida: What?

 

Rwos: The gargoyle K'Warra is here.

 

Ida: K'Warra? *pause* I remember him. Why is he here?

 

Rwos: I don't know. What's odd is that he's apparently here alone. Without any of his charges.

 

Ida: Sorry...I don't remember, what's the significance of that?

 

Rwos: Because he wouldn't. I don't know if he can do that. That makes me suspect he was brought here against his will...somehow.

 

Ida: K'Warra? Ookay...now I'm disturbed.

 

Rwos: Worse. Just before you arrived, something else arrived here...something powerful. I suspect, very powerful... I sensed it first, and the scanners confirmed it. Whatever it is may be on Coruscant this very moment.

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*Two R-41 Starchasers exit hyperspace over tatooine*

 

Kioet to Nimalf: Good, we made it. Now all we gotta do is get to my ship, get that holorecording, and get back there as soon as possible. Remember, we're being tracked, so let's be extra careful.

 

*Kioet lands his ship in an empty landing bay, next to his landing craft*

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*Leaving the Council, Odin gives more orders to Brunhilde*

 

Odin: Brunhilde I have a couple more messages to relay. This time to the seperatist.

 

Brunhilde: Yes sir.

 

*Odin gives Brunhilde the messages which she inturns transmits to a Valkyr. The Valkyr then deposits the messages in the quarters of Farran, and Irvine. The Valkyr does this undetected, and leaves both messages where they would be easily found.

 

The Message to Farran reads:

 

Councilman Farran,

 

If the Seperatist continue to think about using superweapons, wraith may be invoked. If they turn away and fight with valor assistance may be recieved. We are watching you.

 

The message to Irvine reads:

 

Irvine, son of Cracken,

 

Overconfidence you appear to have. This could be the death of you. Be warned, others plot your death. Care you must take.

 

Each message contains the same symbol as the one that appears on the message left for cracken*

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*Deac's ears instinctively prick at the word "K'Warra"*

 

K'Warra...as in...enemy of Kejim, the mage who traveled with Starfor Starkiller? Rwos...are you from Mrear? Is the Keep of Dawnfire still there?

 

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*Lokpihet turns away from the council*

 

Lokpihet: Fine. I'll do this myself

 

*He goes to a landing pad, and moves to a probe droid. He inserts the virus sample into it's body*

 

Infect the first being on Nar Shadda you find...

 

*Probe droid launches*

 

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*Reletha strides after Baron Ghenn*

 

Reletha: I'd be careful if I were you. Lokpihet is angry at you anyway. Enraging him further could be fatal. Unless...he were to meet with...accident...

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*stormtrooper gaurd regains conciousness and sounds alarm*

 

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*arrives at security center*

"ok the package should be somwhere around... here"

*ducks under desk and grabs a comlink, a spider-like thingy and a PDA like thing*

*connects spider to a wire, spider becomes absorbed by wire*

"OK that'll give me an eye and an ear on this building"

*hears alarm*

"can't i get a break"

*runs out of security room*

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I take it the council has agorned?

 

??? behind Reletha: "How could one person speak abouts betrying one's own flesh and blood?"

 

*both Reletha and Ghenn, quickly turn to see Irvine leaning up agenst the wall holding a folded letter.*

 

 

Irvine: "How evermy actions agenst my Father are not personal, more professonal now." *while thinking.* 'Me being too sure of myself, I purposly keep my powers hidden. How ever, They may be right...'

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*Cracken sat in the command chair of teh Titan. The blue swirl of hyperspace was the main view from the viewport. a Comm officer came up to him, nervous. Cracken smiled. They stil drew straws on who had to come to talk to the Sith Lord.*

 

Comm: Sir, a message, priority 1, from an unknown planet. all that's on it is this insignia.

 

*Cracken took the pad. Asgard. Odin.

He looked at the officer, and waved him away. he opened the message, and it read,

Cracken,

 

The Imperial Speratists are planning to complete the Crimson Star II. You have a chance to stop them and destroy the ship before it can be used. If you so desire we will give you the coordinates. You simple must ask for them. Remember we are watching.

 

A Second Crimson Star? Sithspit. he designed that damned thing to be nigh invincible. He keyed the pad, and wrote a reply.

 

Odin,

A pleasure to hear from you, as your information is most valuable. An alliance, i am assuming you are suggesting between our two "nations" if you will. I accept, and await the co-ordinates for this Crimson Star II. We must meet and co-ordinate an attack. Taking out the CSII is now our top priority. Attached is the Co-Ordinates for the main fleet and the TITAN.

Cracken ended the message, and the Imperial Insignia graced the bottom of the message. he hit the send button and placed the data pad down...

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*Alys hit the deck, and rebounded with a handstand, vaulting over the droid. She came down with her lightsaber, cleaveing the hapless droid in two. this was too easy. Damned droids were helpless against her and her new found awarenes of the Force.

 

The docking bay in which she used was exclusivly for her and her training. that was nice, she could meditate in silence, and practice with quiet.*

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