RPG Episode 2.5: The Separatists Strike Back

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]OOC: Caught in my own trap, how embarrassing. But since pubic is a word, my spell check didn't pick it up... :flaming:


It had to happen sometime...
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Abob walked away from Kain and Tarlain, heading towards a turbolift that would take him up to the level where his ship was parked. He touched the pad that would open the door, but nothing happened. He hit it again, harder and still nothing happened.

Abob gives up and heads towards an ancient durasteel ladder, one of several million on the planet, used for emergency transport to the upper levels.

He began to climb, and several minutes later he was on the right level. He calmly looked around, and finding he didn't know where he was, pulled his comlink from his pocket. He would need to call an air taxi...

He punched in the number, but he was put on a thirty minute waiting list. He turned off his comlink and began to walk east, searching for a public computer terminal. From there he could locate the fastest route to his ship.

He had been walking for several kilometers when he came upon a marketplace, which was abandoned. Everything seemed to have been dropped at once and all the people had left. No scavengers were here, that was usually a bad sign. He turned to leave, and found himself looking at a giant monster, tall, brown skinned and drooling. He slowly backed away, raising his sniper rifle...[/COLOR]

[Yoda]

Well, pubic won't appear on the spellcheck, being as it is a word.

But... uhh, I don't recall "sarcasim" being a word at all Raiha.

I also have no doubt that someone will find a mistake in my post and point it out... and on the cycle will go.
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[I]My hate for Dooku goes far deeper than you fathom, my dear Laporin.[/I] Kain thought, as he paced down the hallway. He saw Abob wasn't satisfied with the answer, but Kain saw that he wasn't about to push the subject either. Once Abob found out something that suited his interests, he lost his enthusiasm. Garunteed privacy was your basic package when working with Abob, you were much less likely to keep your life, but only the weak try to team up with the powerful without being prepared.

Kain's true anger sprouted from personal experience, which he could shield easily because he was only in the presence of the pawn. Kain had known full on what the Emperor's grasp was like, but he had been forced into it, born into it, he had known no different. He was disgusted in the fact that one would be so weak as to switch uses of the force to attain power. That was not power, that was lack of pride, that was lack of control, that was what it truely meant to be weak. It showed also, Dooku's new power wasn't able to stand upto someone of true strength, someone who had earned the respect of many, even Kain. Yes, the tiny green Jedi master Yoda, one with his own side of the force, had shown that power is much more than a physical thing... something that Kain understood only too well. Kain, being honest, would have loved to have seen what had happened, if he had been under Yoda's teachings since he was a boy... it was most intriguing.

[B]Abob:[/B] A million credits each is quite a fee...

[B]Kain:[/B] Indeed... seems he's a bit desperate now that his precious Jango is dead. His son is already making quite the name for himself. Boba Fett... if he keeps going the way he is, one day no one will be able to touch him.

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Which of course is absolutely true. No bounty hunter can touch Boba Fett, even Jango is second rate in comparison.

EDIT: Okay, once again Boba managed to get in a post at the same time as me... so just pretend mine happend before his... so then it fits in.

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]Sarcasim is a word dear.....the act of being sarcastic. And as for your mistake...? Upto. 2 separate words...
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[COLOR=purple]Tarlain: If you'll excuse me, Kain.

[i]He ignored her...and she calmly walked away...following Abob's path. As soon as she saw him, the sound of a rifle cracked...and the monster drew back.[/i]

Abob:......

Tarlain: That is so disgusting....

Abob: Yes...it is.

[i]Her next move was to grow her metallic implants across her chest and legs.....As soon as they had finished growing...the monster attacked again.[/i][/COLOR]

[Yoda]

No, you'll find it's spelt [B]sarcasm[/B]... there is no "i".
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Turf and Kain came to a taxi drop off, they were both eager to get this job over with. Turf waited as Kain used the force to... let the taxi drivers be aware of his presence. Immediately one came along, and Kain, not in the mood for idle chit-chat, simply grabbed the Dug driver by the neck, and tossed his over the side to his death.

[B]Kain:[/B] Drive.

Kain sat in the back, and Turf, obeying his command, got in the driving seat, squashed as he was, and began to drive. Within moments, they had reached the docking bay where their ship was.

They both got back on the [I]Scorpion's Den[/I], and began making preparations for launch.

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Tarlain hissed in irritation and grew her swords from her arms...in the same movement, she leapt upwards, preparing herself....Abob stepped back...she knew exactly what she was doing. With a swift downward slice and a deep throated scream, she slashed through "it"s head, decapitating it none too neatly. She landed on the ball of her right foot and retracted her swords.[/i]

Abob: Lovely....

It: *gag* *snort* *death*

Tarlain: Shall we?

Abob: ...Sure.

[i]She smiled and the two walked through the marketplace, leaving the disgusting monster behind...for the others to clean up.[/i][/COLOR]

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]OOC: Sorry "Yoda", I seem to have a nasty habit of doing that... :naughty:
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Abob walks with Tarlain out of the marketplace, and calmly swings his laser sniper rifle over his shoulder and wipes some of the monsters blood off his face onto the arm of his grey pilot's jumpsuit.

Abob: "Customs seems to be slacking off, allowing filth like that onto the planet."

Tarlain: "Well, they certainly screwed up when they let you onto the planet..."

Abob: "Very funny. As you recall, I don't have a sense of humor."

Tarlain: "Not that you let anyone else see..."

Abob is about to respond, but spots a public comm. terminal, and walks over to it. He keys in the location of his ship, and then asks his current location. He asks the computer to call an air taxi, then steps back and fires an explosive dart into the terminal, turning it into a pile of red hot silicon.

Tarlain: "You really need to see a psychotherapist about your anger management problems Abob..."

Abob: "You need to see a tailor about those clothes."

The air taxi pulls up and Abob gives the driver the coordinates of his ship, then sits back and reloads his wrist rocket launcher.

Tarlain sits in silence, watching the nervous driver. The driver turns on his company comlink and Abob grins as he listens in...

Air Taxi Company Comlink System: "Warning, all drivers are ordered to steer clear of section 73T, part B, subsection 23. Three air taxis have gone missing there, and the Justice Department is investigating. Stay tuned for further details..."

The driver looks nervously back at his passengers, keenly aware that he has just picked them up from the section that is now being investigated.

Abob: "Keep driving."

The taxi arrives at Abob's ship and he gets out and pays the driver, who is grateful to still be alive.

Abob: "I guess I'll be seeing you in a few days Tarlain, unless you want to come with me..."

Tarlain: "...[/COLOR]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=seagreen]Tarlain: Not especially. You don't like my wardrobe.

Abob: What wardrobe?

Tarlain: This one?

[i]She gestured to her metal covered body...which didn't do much to hide her figure. Abob snorted and rolled his eyes. She smiled and winked.[/i]

Abob: Well then...

Tarlain: I might as well....I don't have a ride to Tatooine.

Abob: Did you ever consider using public transporation?

Tarlain: They don't let people who look like prostitutes ride.

Abob: I should've known....[/cOLOR]

[Juu]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Ariadne pulled back the loose hood from her head, revealing her face from the shadows. She clicked a small red button from the side, which seemed to switch the lights on, only in the back, where she had laid her luggage. She pulled out a small, siver colored container from her pocket, and clicked a small, black dot on the case, which made it click open. She placed the homing device inside, and smiled in content as she placed in back on the button of her robe.
Gunray had told her the senator was staying on the Planet of Naboo for a while. Since Senator Amidala usually has a decoy, this time she had to be careful to get to the real senator. She hoped her security hadn't found out about this yet.
Ariadne set the ship's destination to Naboo, and lifted up from the dock, departing from the planet of Corusant...

[i]This won't take long.[/i] she thought to herself, blasting into lightspeed as she escaped from the planet's graviational pull.[/color] [/size]

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]Abob watched the air taxi till it was out of sight, and then walked over to a small manhole in the platform they were standing on. He lifted it with one hand, then set it down on the ground and began climbing down a ladder that was concealed under the manhole.

Abob: Tarlain, close the manhole behind you, I don't want anybody finding out about this place."

Tarlain: "Sure."

At the end of the ladder was a large docking bay, which contained Abob's ship. The [I]Idiots Array[/I] is a modified Skipray Blastboat, and Abob guards it jealously. He climbs into the cockpit, and Tarlain follows close behind him.

Abob: "My ship, my rules. You can sleep in the co-pilot's seat, and my stateroom is off limits. The food is in the back, right in front of the hyperdrive bulkhead. The refresher is across from my quarters, and if you need anything else, just ask."

Tarlain: "Not very polite, refusing to let the lady sleep in the only bed."

Abob: "You can leave if you don't like it..."

He walks back to his stateroom and puts away his wrist dart launcher and his sniper rifle, then returns to the cockpit to prep the ship for takeoff.

Once the engine is warmed up and ready to go, Abob lowers the holographic and energy barriers, and then flies up towards the outer atmosphere. Almost immediately traffic control began to hail him.

Traffic Control: "Unidentified vessel, please return to the planets surface, you are wanted for two counts of violating traffic control protocol and a thir-"

Abob turns off the comm. panel, then powers up the three ion cannons.

Abob: "If we get in a fight, you're in charge of the guns. Use the ion cannons against anything bigger than a starfighter."

Tarlain: "Ok, but where are the gunnery stations, they aren't in their usual spot..."

Abob: "This vessel has several modifications, one of which was to remove all the gunnery stations and military communications gear to make room for my stateroom and the fresher unit."

The [I] Idiot's Array[/I] clears the planet, and jumps into hyperspace...[/COLOR]

[Schrat]

[color=darkblue][i]When Ion comes out of Hyperspace, he immediatly gets pulled into Courscant, by Gravity. Over a half an hour later, He readies his ship for landing. He pulls his ship up to the Jedi Temple docking bay and drops his starfighter down. He steps out and immediatly makes his way to the councel. He is welcomed in and stands in the middle of the circular room.

Ion: "Masters, I was told to return to the temple for further missions."

Mace Windu: "Yes, young Redips. You were reciently told to circle around kamino, am I correct?"

Ion: "Yes, my former mentor Master Fisto tols me that I would recieve further mission details, but unfortunitly..."

Mace: "Yes, The jedi that you were going to rendivous with was killed. And Kit..."

Ion: "No..What happened"

Mace: "He was killed, immediatly after he sent you the last message."

Ion: "No! No..."

Tears come to Ion's eyes.

Ion: " How could this happen"

Ki-Adi-Mundi: " The Sepratists, Ion, they are gaining momentiam in the war, and will stop at nothing to destroy us and shatter the republic."

Ion: "They must be stopped. What about the remaining jedi?"

Mace: "Most are in battle on several differant planets"

Ion: "And the rest?"

Mace: "Here, Under you control"

Ion: "My control?"

Mace: "Yes Ion, your mission is simple. Kamino, the clones."

Ion: " ah yes, what about them?"

Mace: "The republican spies have learned that the sepratists are planning an attack on Kamino and the clones. You are in charge of the group. You will each recieve Jedi starfighters. Travel to kamino, set up a base camp in orbit around the ship, we will supply a war ship for you, with several clones at your dispossal."

Ki-Adi: "We have also set up a Generater to build a force feild around the planet, protect that generater with your life"

Ion: "Thank you councel"

Yoda: "May the force be with you young one"

Ion: "Thank you"

Yoda: "Rest you must, depart in the mourning you do"

Ion leaves the Coucel room and makes his way down the long hallway near the docking bay, towards his guest room...[/i][/color]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Tarlain picked at her nails idley...waiting for any sign of movement.... Her implants were pulsing slightly...and she let them take over. In an instant, she was covered in metal, only her face and hair free... The air filled with a gentle ringing noise, then it was quite again.[/i]

Abob: Do you really have to do that...?

Tarlain: I didn't complain about the Mon Calamari...even though you really were hideous.

Abob: Mhmm...whatever.

Tarlain: *sigh* Fine!

[i]The organic metal receeded back into his skin and left her with a normal humanoid look...except for the blue tinged skin and lips...[/i][/COLOR]

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]As the [I]Idiot's Array[/I] streaks through hyperspace towards Tatooine, Abob sits on his bunk in his small stateroom as he watches a news broadcast on one of the major holonet news channels.

News Anchor: "As the war against the Separatists moves towards its seventh month, the Senate begins to re-think its policy on secession. Several prominent senators have called for an end to the conflict and the bloodshed as the death toll mounts. The supreme chancellor, in a move considered extreme by some civil rights watchdogs, has given the Jedi control over the clone army.

Rumors abound that the Separatist fleet is massing in deep space somewhere near Nal Hutta. The spokesperson for the senate intelligence committee was unable to comment."

Abob looks up as Tarlain walks into the room. She pulls the chair from Abob's desk, and sits down.

Tarlain: "Looks like the galaxy is going down the tubes."

Abob: "As long as there is some kind of order I'll be happy. I hate it when someone tries to pay me in Separatist credits. Those things are worthless."

Tarlain: "Maybe now..."

Abob: "You think the Separatists will come out on top?"

Tarlain: "No, but the Republic needs to clean out the deadwood in the senate and get its act together. The clones may be good, but they need marching orders."

Abob: "Rumor has it that the Jedi are investigating a sith threat in the senate. If that turns out to be true, it might have something to do with Dooku and the Separatists."

Tarlain: "But Dooku being aligned with the Sith isn't common knowledge. Kain is one of the few people you could find that out from. The Jedi could remain clueless for a long time."

Abob: "As long as someone doesn't like someone else, we'll have jobs. That's all that matters."

Tarlain: "Maybe to you..."

An alarm goes off and Abob walks with Tarlain into the cockpit, and prepare to come out of hyperspace.

The stars go from elongated streaks to white dots, and in front of them is a large planet, brown in color. The [I]Idiot's Array[/I] comes down through the atmosphere and flies over Ridge city, then lands on the outskirts of the seedy desert town...[/COLOR]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=seagreen]Abob: And about your clothes...

Tarlain: I know, I know...

[i]She sighed and pulled a tunic out of her backpack. With a quick movement, she pulled on the clothes and sighed....It covered waaaay too much skin.[/i]

Abob: Nice.

Tarlain: *groan* Why me.

[i]The two grabbed the gear and left the security of the Idiot's Aray.[/i][/COLOR]

[Juu]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Ariadne stepped out onto the dock, her robe fluttering down, as she jumped out of her ship. Since her ship was an old jedi starfighter, she was sure it wouldn't attract too much attention. It was dark, and she was sure not many could see her easily in her black outfit. A lazer blaster in hand, and the homing device in the other, she continued towards a tall building, that seemed to consist of all the other ships that belong to the senator.

She felt a cold shiver run down her spine when she saw a jedi padawan walk with the senator out onto the balcony. She reconized him comepletely. It was the same padawan that Obi-Wan was training. But what was he doing with the senator at this time of night? If her was protecting her, she would definately be senced...[/color] [/size]

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]Abob and Tarlain climb out of the cockpit, and then begin to walk across the hot sands of Tatooine.

They walk side by side, a strong wind blowing at their backs. A sandstorm was coming, and in the distance they could see the windows of Ridge City closing. By the time the two travelers reached the city, there was a full blown sandstorm going on. They walked to the end of the ridge, and into the huge stone pillar that served as the center of business for the town.

Abob stepped into the first room of the stone building, and found himself at the edge of a huge circular room carved out of stone. In the center of the room was a cluster of turbolift shafts, and around the edges were several dozen doorways, each with a plaque telling what was beyond.

They walked into the center of the room, and asked an old female Whiphead at the front desk where they might find rooms for the night.

Whiphead: "I dunno, why doncha ask someone else?"

Abob pulls a credit chip from his pocket, and tosses it onto the table.

Whiphead: "There are several rooms available, the only decent ones are owned by Marx. He's on the seventeenth floor."

Tarlain: "Thanks."

They walk into one of the turbolift tubes, and punch the button for the seventeenth floor.

Abob: "This place in a hangout for Jabba's thugs and favorite mercenaries, so watch your back."

Tarlain: "Worry about your own back, I'm fine."

The turbolift door opens, and they stop talking as they step out into a room. This one is half the size of the lobby on the first floor, but is filled with aliens of all species. Every single one of them is armed to the teeth.

Abob makes his way up to a bar, and then asks the bartender about Marx.

Bartender: "I'm Marx, ya lookin for a room?"

Abob: "Yes, two rooms."

Tarlain: "One room will be fine."

Abob gives Tarlain a disapproving look, but says nothing.

Marx takes them through a doorway behind the bar, then down some stairs into a hallway lined with metal doors. They walk for a minute, and then stop at door 26.

Marx: "Here you are, it'll be 200 credits a night."

Abob: "Thanks."

Marx leaves shutting the door behind him...[/COLOR]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]If looks could kill, Tarlain would've dropped dead, right there on the doorstep. She smiled sweetly in return, then deftly tossed her backpack onto the only bed in the room. Then, with a quick movement, she landed next to it, legs crossed hands folded in her lap.[/i]

Abob: I should....

Tarlain: Sleep on the floor?

[i]Without further insult, she opened her bag and pulled out a small case. Abob snarled, but didn't do anything to antagonize her. Yet. He shot a look in her direction and his jaw went into free fall. In complete compliance with her true nature, she was back to bikini and bare skin....tunic folded neatly beside her. She looked up, a smile hovering about her face.[/i]

Tarlain: Yes?

Abob: *clears throat* You realize that you will be putting real clothes on again when we're out in public.

Tarlain: Don't be an idiot. Of course I'm going to.

[i]She unzipped the case deftly and pulled out something Abob couldn't identify.....then she silently tapped the side. A long thin needle appeared out of the front. She inserted it into her skin and bit her lip. Then she quickly twisted the top and the needle disapeared beneath her epidermis completely. Then she closed the case and set it down on the floor.[/i][/COLOR]

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]Abob: "That doesn't look like it feels too good."

Tarlain: "It's not too bad."

Abob: "I guess there's no point asking what that was, although it might have something to do with your implants."

Tarlain: "Correct, I'm not telling you, maybe some other time..."

Abob: "Dooku is supposed to be here tomorrow. I have some contacts here I'd like to meet with, in private. You can do whatever you want, but be sure to be at the meeting tomorrow."

Tarlain: "Not like I would run off with a million credits at stake..."

Abob walks out of the room and heads down the hallway. He needed to catch up with some old friends. He had received a startling holomail a week ago, from someone he hadn't heard from in a long time. He needed to take care of them, permanently...[/COLOR]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She closed her eyes and sighed....life had just gotten worse. Tarlain leaned back with a wrist flung across her forehead....this pain was something different. Worse than before. Getting a grip on herself, she stood up and slithered into her tunic, then she exited the room and turned the lock quietly. With her eyes focused and her hands clasped together behind her back, she walked downstairs and into the crowded, noisy bar. The smoky atmosphere nearly made her turn back, but she reminded herself why she was here and continued.
Several heads turned and looked in her direction, but she paid them no heed. Marx watched her move. There was something about her that he just couldn't place.....[/i]

Tarlain: ....yes?

Marx: Is there something wrong?

Tarlain: Can you tell me where my friend went?

Marx: Friend...? That hard åss is your friend?

Tarlain: Just answer the question.

Marx: *gestured* Sorry, don't really know.

Tarlain: Mhm...well in that case, I'll take some white wine. If you have any.

Marx: ....sure we do.

[i]He set a glass in front of her then held out his hand. She winked and dropped the required amount into his waiting palm. Marx smiled....and she sipped her drink quietly.
Some time later......[/i]

Marx: Are you going to sit there all night?

Tarlain: Why should you complain? I've only paid for my drink.

Marx: I would expect you to have more than just one...in the space of 5 hours.

Tarlain: Well, if you want me to leave...I will.

Marx: I didn't say that.

Random Alien: Hey!

Tarlain: *smirk*[/COLOR]

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]Abob walk slowly across a restaurant on the 32nd floor of the complex, his eyes quickly darting from person to person, looking for the people he was supposed to meet.

He finally spots them, and walks discreetly across the room to a private booth. There are already two figures in long black cloaks sitting there and neither of them protests when Abob sits down.

???1: "Abob, you have come. We sent you that Holomail and hoped you would meet us here. Have you made a decision? Are you ready to rejoin your people?"

Abob: "I haven't decided."

???2: "Your parents are not a concern; you will not pay for their crimes."

Abob: "That's not the problem."

???1: "We also want to know if the rumors we have heard are true. Have you become a criminal in this society? Are you what they call a hit man?"

Abob: "Yes, that is my chosen profession."

???2: "This violates Chiss law! You have become a criminal, and cannot rejoin society. You must be taken back to the Homeworld for re-education. Clearly your parents didn't teach you properly."

Abob: "my parents didn't like my choices any more than you do. I will not be taken in for brainwashing under the guise of re-education."

???1: "You will come with us, or we will carry out our orders to stop you at all cost. The high council feels you are not a worthy Chiss representative in this society."

The first mysterious figure pulls a strange blaster weapon from underneath its black cloak. Abob shoots both of them with toxic darts before they can do anything, and then pulls another dart from his pocket. He sets its timer to three minutes, and then hides it under the table.

Abob then walks away. A turbolift ride and several floors later he is back in the bar with Tarlain when a muffled explosion rocks the complex. Everyone freezes for a moment and then resumes what they were doing, since crime is not uncommon around here.

He approaches Tarlain...[/COLOR]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=seagreen][i]Her lips parted slightly...then she winked and stood up languidly....Tarlain calmly placed her hand on Abob's shirt and dragged him back to the turbolift....ignoring the open mouthed stares of several people. As soon as they were out of earshot, she removed her hand and gave him a look that would've frozen both suns.[/i]

Tarlain: I suppose those were your contacts?

Abob: Key word, [b]were[/b].

Tarlain: Unhuh...*nods* Lovely. You Chiss never do anything small, do you?

[i]She turned and slapped her hand against the side of the turbolift....and the two went back to the 26th floor. Once they were inside the room, she sat down on the bed and watched him. There was something wrong....but she wouldn't press the matter.[/i]

Tarlain: Are you really curious about the needle?

Abob: Yes.

Tarlain: It's a cranial inhibitor. Without it in my system, the implants would take over completely.

Abob: Why don't you have it all the time?

Tarlain: If I did...the implants would die, and then again....I would too. I need to take it out within the next 12 hours....and the white wine was the catalyst.

Abob: Ah, right. How often do you have to...do that?

Tarlain: Once a month...more if I use my implants for serious fighting.[/COLOR]

[GotenksSSJ343]

*Travis lands hops out and runs to the concil and meets up with Ion.*
Travis: So what happended
Ion: dead...
Travis: Oh I'm sorry we should have done something.
Ion: No the separists would've killed us as well.
Travis: One qusetion what if those same bounty hunters we saw were the one's who killed....?
Ion: Please don't say it.
Travis: Sorry....so you gonna take a day or 2 to rest.
ion: maybe but i must be going see you around young one.
Travis: see.
*Then ion walked off and slowly dissapear.*
Travis: Hope we meet up soon.
*Travis then checks in with the concil.*
Mace Windu: You have a new mission on the Tatoonie one there was a recent battle go check for survivors on our side. If there any troopers left call us and we'll send in the ships to pick them up.
Travis: yes..
Mace: may the force be with you.
*Travis buts on his hood and heds to the port again*

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]Abob: "I guess I should tell you what was going on upstairs, to make this an even exchange of information."

Tarlain: "And so you don't owe me anything..."

Abob: "The people I met up there were Chiss."

Tarlain: "I figured Chiss didn't like leaving their Homeworld, since you are the only one who I have ever met."

Abob: "We are a reclusive species by nature, and exile is our most extreme form of punishment. Currently there are three of our kind in the Republic. These two came to invite me back into the Empire, but once they found out I was an outlaw..."

Tarlain: "They came to invite you back, but I thought you must have been exiled."

Abob: "No, my parents were radicals and tried to overthrow the government. They were exiled, and have seen the error of their ways. They were very disappointed with my choice of work."

Tarlain: "Why didn't you want to return?"

Abob: "The Homeworld is very structured; everything you do is for the good of the whole society. There is no personal profit. I happen to like my possessions, and they would be taken away and destroyed if I returned."

Suddenly the compound shakes and the room's small hologram player activates.

A hologram of Marx appears, and begins speaking in a worried voice...

Marx: "Citizens and guests of the Ridge City tower, as you know, there has been a battle raging between republic and Separatist forces over the nearby planet of Dantooine. It seems the Separatists have won, but they have chased a damaged Republic Cruiser into orbit around our world. The cruiser is breaking apart above our world. Already escape pods have landed around the city. The Separatists may decide to attack the surviving clones. You are advised to stay in the tower until further notice."

Tarlain: "Could this battle be part of Dooku's arrival plan?"

Abob: "Perhaps, but I am going out to move the [I]Idiot's Array to a safer location."

Abob walks out of the room, and Tarlain follows...[/COLOR]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Half way out the door she stopped, and turned around. Abob sighed and crossed his arms. Tarlain ruefully pulled the tunic on and slammed the door behind her. The two quickly moved to the turbolift and headed down the stairs...just in time to see two gaurds move in front of the exit.[/i]

Tarlain: Perfect.

Abob: *raises gun*

Tarlain: Hold it.

[i]She placed a hand on his arm and shook her head. Then, while Abob watched her disbelievingly, she sauntered up to the two men, every curve displaying itself. With a single look into their eyes, they stepped back and let them walk through.[/i][/COLOR]

[Boba Fett]

[COLOR=green]Abob and Tarlain jog out of the tower, and down the deserted main street of Ridge city. They can see several large escape pods around the city, swarming with clones.

Abob raises his sniper rifle and uses the scope to locate hi ship, which is almost completely buried by sand as a result of the sandstorm. Tarlain is about to say something, when a powerful wind begins to blow, knocking the backwards into a house. They both look up to try and find the source of this immobilizing force.

Above the city is a Trade Federation landing craft. It is hovering and releasing swarms of STAPs into the dusty air.

Abob: "We need to get to my ship. Get low and start crawling."

They both begin to crawl under the wind toward the [I]Idiot's Array[/I], which is now less than a hundred feet away. Abob goes as fast as he can, without regard for his aching body. They finally reach the ship, and Abob opens the top hatch.

They both climb hastily inside, and then close the hatch. For a moment there is silence. No howling wind, no sand in their faces, no threat of danger. Abob brushes the sand off his jumpsuit and walks over to the pilot's seat, and then sits down.

Tarlain: "We are safer here, let's not move the ship until the battle is over."

Abob: "I can't take the chance that the ship will be damaged. The safest place for us now will be on one the Separatist warships in orbit."

Tarlain: "You had better know what you're doing..."

The [I]Idiot's Array[/I] activates its shields, and a large amount of sand vaporizes, exposing the ship. It rises, firing its ion cannons at groups of clone troopers, turning them into scarlet fireballs. Then the ship rises, and heads for orbit...[/COLOR]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She grimaced, she had forgotten about the needle.....she checked the area it was injected into....bright blue. Not good. Tarlain swore quietly in Laporin...Abob cocked one eyebrow.[/i]

Abob: What?

Tarlain: I forgot about the inhibitor. Got anything to take it out?

Abob: Now isn't the best time....

Tarlain: In 1 hour, it has to come out.

Abob: That would be better.

[i]Unconciously, she rubbed the infected area, fervently offering up prayer to Jah at the same time.[/i][/COLOR]