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Empty Space

Post by Vincent Varona Sousa » Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:23 pm

The vast blackness of space outside the realms of any specific system in the Unkown Regions that comprise the large majority of the area.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Vincent Varona Sousa » Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:51 pm

*Thirty-one ships jump into existence, brining something into the nothingness. Ships that compared to all the other space out here were small and insignificant. Despite the presence of the Jedi fleet, it was still empty.*

::All ships, full alert. Assume battle formation.::

*The orders from Admiral Vincent Varona Sousa rang out to the command decks of every ship. This was it; combat time. The vessels manoeuvred into their strategic positions as was predetermined by the Admiral and fleet strategists, with a few specific suggestions from certain Councillors.*

::Stay sharp, we don't entirely know what we are facing here. Synchronize and await the precise moment to begin engaging the enemy.::

*All ships complied and waited on full battle alert. Space was black and empty, all the stars tiny pricks of light in the dark expanse. The point of light that the Fleet of the Jedi Order faced was slightly larger than the other's, looking as if it was taunting the personnel who were prepared to face their unknown enemy.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Vitiosus » Mon Dec 14, 2009 5:14 pm

*Vitiosus finishes the transmission, and turns to Rika.*
We are being followed. The Ji'Dai have sent a bounty hunter after us. We need to be careful, as he was able to track our original message through the Holo-Net, and according to his last message to the Council Chambers, he thinks he knows where we are going next. We should be quick, or go somewhere else, until we know more about this Bounty Hunter...Serge. I think he said his name was...
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Vincent Varona Sousa » Tue Dec 22, 2009 9:13 pm

onboard the Honourable, Admiral sousa Strides down a corridor and into a briefing room inside several chairs are situated around a table with a holoprojector sitting in the middle of the table, as the admiral took his seat, he looked to all of his advisors.

"give me a status report."

"Sir, there is still no activity in the area, chatter is low, and there has neither been a recall nor a resupply shipment. i fear this will turn out to be a thousand years war."

"listen if there is no update in orders, we will begin to request a recall for the time being. what else?"

suddenly a messenger came sliding through the door.

"admiral, sir, advisory council, a message has been recieved from bakura. its the council"

"then lets patch it in"

there was a lapse as the lights went down before the small councilor yolem appeared in the middle of the table

::Admiral Sousa. If send someone you can get to help young Irito you must. Send whichever vessel possible.::

Before the light resumed the admiral was already looking into a small computer built into the head of the table where he sat. when the lights returned he was up and walking over to a small screen

"alright what do we know?"

"sir, the jedi inquestion is too stupid or to contentious to just call foul on anything. there is a report of him not calling for back up when he was captured and only speaking of it after the fact. there had to have been something to cause him to call in."

"records indicate that he was at last note one of the commanding officers on the honourable."

"so he could be calling in because the ship was in trouble?"

"sir, logic would dictate that given all notice that we have been given, the ship is near a point of destruction. and that irito was sending notice to get pick ups for the stranded before enemy forces are diverted."

"Lets send a small group, one pelta, one scythe, an ardent and ... actually lets make that 2 pelta classes. if they travel as a group, they should be fast enough to intercept the jedi before too long."

there is a consensus and a message is sent back to the council as the apportioned ships are sent out to find the missing jedi and crew.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Pyrus Berzaark » Thu Sep 09, 2010 10:31 am

An unamed VCX-820 drops out of hyperspace. There is only one lifeform aboard.

In the cockpit of the ship, the force sensitive chistori Pyrus Berzaark sits and looks at a map of the galaxy. After nearly six years spent in the unknown regions, beyond most hyperspace lanes of the galaxy, he was back. He had left with very little fuel in his ship, and little force training. And now he was back, his ship in good condition and a few force powers under his belt, powers he was forced to learn to survive.

A hologram of a miraluka woman appeared, the ships computer interface, an artificial intelligence he called Vicki. ::Master Berzaark we have returned to access hyperlanes towards the interior of the galaxy. Is there a specific course you have in mind?::

Pyrus looked at the map and then nodded his head. "Set a course for Naboo, we will go there."

Without touching anything the ship began to orient itself. Then the pinpoints of light lanced out into beams as the freighter jumped to lightspeed. Pyrus Berzaark, dark jedi, was back.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by An Tiarna Dubh » Mon Nov 08, 2010 10:41 am

*A small ship, obviously driven by a drunken Gael rips through the empty space in the Unknown Regions*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Raul Endymion » Tue Aug 23, 2011 3:40 am

*Raul months ago, had ordered a KDY weapons platform with Tau Ceti markings be built here, mainly to protect the cargo that was being transported from the Yuzahn Vong Galaxy to areas of importance in outlying systems.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Raul Endymion » Sat Oct 01, 2011 6:33 pm

*Transports became more prominent in this region.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Raul Endymion » Mon Oct 31, 2011 5:44 pm

*Gunships made regular patrols through this region of space to protect the shipping routes, surrounding this KDY weapons platform.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Paul » Tue May 22, 2012 12:57 pm

Protect the package...

Metal encased fingers gripped the ship's steering wheel, he enjoyed driving through the vacuum manually. It was a therapeutic release. No matter which way his hands turned the ship would still be embraced by the dark desolate arms of space. The metal titan, who was connected to these fingers, was named Paul. A simple name for a simple soul.

Blinking yellows and reds colored his reflective helm. Each flash told him that things were going well, and there was nothing to worry about. These lights were sent to a slow, drawn out rhythm. 1. 2. 3. 4. They would go. 1.2.3.4. Over and over again.

Through the repetitive lights, a spark of green appeared unnounced and unexpected. The green blinked furiously out of time. It shouted at the hunk of scrap in hopes that it would get his attention. Paul titled his head. The green light continued to flash. Paul moved closer to the irritated emerald and saw that on the very edge of his radar a ship was closing in.

Never ask questions...

With subtle curiosity the metal man peered at the new dot that was infront of him. Twisting knobs, and pulling switches the screen changed showing schematics and statistics. Paul needed to figure out what a ship was doing all the way out here. Most ships would have gone into hyperdrive but this one just putted along.

Did his employer set him up? Was this some sort of planned assassination on the carrier? From the read-out he was getting the ship had one life-signal, and no weapons were charging. It appeared that the only thing activated was the nav computer.

With rusty elegance Paul itched closer and closer to the ship. So far no one had called him, or asked for any sort of information. This was odd, usually someone by now would have asked for a name. Paul, with the cautiousness of a new father, pulled up beside the slow moving ship. With a flick and a twist the rusty block was now on autopilot.

The man stayed seated just waiting for the other ship to make a move. The last thing he wanted to do was to make his presence known by calling out to the ship. He needed to keep as much as possible secret.

Hours passed and not a sound was made. Paul soon wondered if maybe the person inside was hurt. It could have been a malfunction take-off as well with some Anooba sitting in the cockpit. Either way he wasn't going to solve this mystery by sitting around.

With a metal creak Paul stood and walked towards the side of his ship. His armor encased hand extended towards the air lock, and with regret the metal titan opened his ship up to the space outside. Sweet oxygen poured into his mouth as he looked at the streamline before him.

Gracefully, he swam through the dark making his way to the cockpit.

With each weightless motion the bulky behemoth managed to land on the ship's exterior. Carefully moving himself to the cockpit he peered into it's glass to see a gray-skinned man. He appeared to have collapsed. Steel fingers curled into a fist as he knocked on the glass.

Never get another party involved...
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Raul Endymion » Tue May 22, 2012 6:25 pm

*A gunship and four avenger interceptors flew past the two ships, paying them no mind on their rounds, but behind that was a cargo freighter, marked with the emblem of CI, escorted by six fighters, after the freighter entered hyperspace, the fighters broke off and went back in the opposite direction to escort the next freighter, the process was repeated every forty minutes.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Tue May 22, 2012 6:33 pm

*The tapping brought the Nagaian back to reality, his tired form stirring in the seat. Shayde's mechanical eye quickly assesses the situation and the man outside the cockpit window appears not to be a threat as he could easily have shot first and asked questions later. The pale-skinned man, rested now from the fatigue of fixing the ship, turns his attention for a moment to the nav computer which informs him of their current location - in the middle of nowhere.

Suddenly, the cockpit seems to brighten as the shadows within converge on the seated man and disperse just as quickly leaving nothing but empty air in his place.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Paul » Tue May 22, 2012 8:38 pm

Treat your package as you would treat your child...

Paul blinked once, and the blinked again. Somewhere in between that millisecond of darkness the man disappeared. With a creaking metal tilt of his neck Paul stared deeper into cockpit. This was unusual. People don't disappear at the speed of a blinking eye. Carefully the metal titan moved to the left of the cockpit, and then to the right hoping that he would get a better look. Nothing was there. Just a blinking Nav computer and nothingness.

Sailors spewing tales at the tavern would always talk about these ghosts ships. Shadows lived on them, dark demons of despair and destruction. A ship would look helpless and lost out in the black void, and when a kind and compassionate soul would stop and step onboard the ship would get a new crew member.

Looking through the cockpit one last time Paul muttered small words of prayer for the fallen member of the ship and for his own safety. Two hands pushed against the cockpit propelling the weightless hunk of scrap through the vacuum.

One second of silence passed, then two, then three. On the fifth quiet second the man's metal boots landed back on his ship. The old rusted Maka-Eekai L400 stood still like a dog heeling to it's master. The soft smell of oxygen filled his nostrils, and with a quick push down the door to the endless dark was closed.

The ship hissed as all systems returned back to normal. His own oxygen supply stopped and the ships life-support system filled his lungs.

Always finish the job...

Moving back towards his cockpit the armored giant saw that his radar was now flooded with multiple blips. Where were all of these ships coming from. For the vast emptiness of space it was odd to see so much activity going on. He was 10 kilometer away from the drop zone, and time was already being wasted.

Commanding his vessel the giant moved away from the ship and sailed straight.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Tue May 22, 2012 9:29 pm

*It had been some time since Shayde had become one with the shadows to traverse any sort of distance. He was lucky that he only wished to shimmer to the stranger's ship and not to some distant planet, as just bringing himself back together there took what would once have seemed like an abnormally long amount of time.

As the strange ship began to move away from his own, he was finally able to bring the shadows therein to a point directly in the previously vacant co-pilot chair. With an eerie slowness, the black-shrouded man turns his head towards the armored pilot and stares at him with his piercing eyes - one dark, green, and organic, the other vibrant, red, and mechanical. The strangeness of his eyes is only compounded by the man's complete lack of a mouth.

A strange voice seems to permeate the pilot's mind, a voice not made with the Force or commlink or by any other conventional methods.*


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Re: Empty Space

Post by Paul » Tue May 22, 2012 9:37 pm

Protect the package...

A wild voice cut through the silence of space. The odd tone of the greeting hadn't reached Paul's brain. Instead his reflexes and instincts took over drawing his heavy blaster pistol, which was known as the "Renegade", and pointing it at the intruder's nose. No words were exchanged, just the cold sleek response of a rather large pistol.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Tue May 22, 2012 9:57 pm

*The Nagaian Shadow cocks his head to the side, giving the man before him an intrigued look.*

Now isn't that an interesting way to say hi?

*Curiously, he makes no move for weapon or otherwise.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Paul » Tue May 22, 2012 10:04 pm

Always finish the job...

The iron giant stared down the barrel of his gun into the fearless eyes of the stranger. He was a Nagai, the grey skin and facial structure gave that much away. Paul couldn't figure out what was up with that mouth of his, but that at the moment didn't matter. He was not going to let some wary wanderer disrupt his job. His gun stood still pointing at the man's face. In .2 milliseconds the man would be dead, that is only if he pulled the trigger and the man didn't defend himself.

Paul knew that this encounter wasn't typical. His fingers eased by a fraction, but his cracked lenses stared at the grey-skinned man in front of him.

"Name..." said Paul with an iron tone.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Tue May 22, 2012 10:26 pm

*Shayde's red mechanical eye focuses and refocuses, taking in even the intricacies of the hulking frame before him - most specifically the slight relaxation in the trigger finger of his outstretched hand. He meant the man no harm, truly, but if it came down to it he would kill the iron giant in a heartbeat.*

Shayde is my name...and yours?

*The thin, pale-skinned man turns away from the gun to look out at the vast expanse of space before him and the strange ships that fill the screen now.*


These are friends of yours?
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Paul » Tue May 22, 2012 10:36 pm

Never get another party involved...

Paul fixed upon the mechanical eye. The gyrating action entranced the man for a few seconds. There was an eerie sense of calm to the traveler. The rock inside of Paul's throat confirmed that this is not a man to be trifled with. He was a killer. The gun relaxed more in his grip. If the traveler could appear anywhere, then it would be idoitic to do anything in this ship.

With hesitation the metal man begrudgingly gave his name.

"Paul"

The cracked lenses of the suit of armor turned towards the empty void, following Shayde. He stared at the ships in the far distant.

"There not with me" answered Paul to Shayde's second question.

His metal fingers brought the gun down back to his holster.

"What happened?" asked the hunk of scrap nodding to the abandon ships getting further and further away.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Thu May 24, 2012 7:37 pm

*Shayde raised a thin black eyebrow at the peculiar name of the equally peculiar man and continued to watch the ships fly by - ships that were not friends but neither did they seem to be foes.*

I decided to take a trip to the known region, as it were. Without a hyperdrive it takes a bit longer though, so I thought I'd take a nap.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Paul » Thu May 24, 2012 8:21 pm

Suddenly the eerie green light on Paul's radar began to squeak like a mouse caught in a trap. It's shrill tone caught Paul off-guard. Ever since this stranger walked on board his mind was not focusing on the mission at hand. Standing up from the stiff Captain's chair Paul glanced down at the wanderer.

"Stay"commanded Paul in his rather mono-toned voice. It's deep, rusted covered tone echoed down the empty hallway. Turning towards the dimly lit catacombs of his ship the metal titan walked with clunking steps.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Thu May 24, 2012 8:46 pm

*Shayde remains seated, watching the convoy of ships passing by as his mechanical eye identifies them as Tau Ceti, and speaks to Paul's mind with his own.*

So what is it that you're doing out here in the middle of nowhere, Paul?
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Paul » Thu May 24, 2012 9:05 pm

Paul pretended not to hear Shayde, even though his words cleaved through his brain. Shayde's voice reminded him of his own internal voice. It seemed like it has always been there, but you are still surprised to hear your own thoughts inside of your head.

Clunk, clunk, clunk. Went the titan's feet in a rhythmic march. He has walked down this corridor countless times. The procedure was the same. Walk down the hallway, get the package, deliver the package through the chute, if there were any distractions take care of them.

The customer is always right...

The gigantic hunk of scrap metal squeezed into the comically small elevator of his ship. With strain the doors hissed and closed. His metal covered face stared at the pale-skinned man before him. For a traveler in these unknown regions, he seemed too calm and too friendly. Something seemed off about his character, but he hasn't done anything to delay his package.

The first floor passed, then the second, and in mere moments he arrived on the third floor. Hissing like angry serpents the elevator opened. Small flickering yellow lights lit up the basement. Everything was bare except for the 1. 5 cubic meter box in front of him. It was concealed in a metal case, so most on-lookers wouldn't question it's oddness. After all, a ship is supposed to be full of these containers.

Paul's metal fingers wrapped around the box lifting it up with a creak. His armor had aged throughout the years, it has become old, and rickety. True, it got the job done but it squeaked like a kitten in a rainstorm. With a slight turn of his torso the metal man placed the box in the chute.

"I'm doing my job, Shayde" said Paul with his metal voice.

And with a push of a button the package launched into space.

Paul turned back around to find a note. A small white piece of parchemet with scribbled writing on it.
Spoiler:
Thank you for your help. You have five minutes to get out.

- Your Employer
Paul gulped.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Thu May 24, 2012 9:32 pm

*The Shadow could sense a tenseness wash over Paul through the Force as he watched a small box careening through space in front of him, somersaulting towards the Tau Ceti transports like a man possessed.*

Any chance your job might get us killed?

*Without thinking, the Nagaian's nimble fingers flicked switches and began bringing the ship about, readying it for a jump to hyperspace that would take them anywhere by here.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Paul » Thu May 24, 2012 10:50 pm

"No..." stated Paul blankly as his nerves settled.

In order to be a carrier one had to have an iron will, an iron resolve, and an iron fist. At this moment, it seemed like Paul needed all three. There was no way they were going to make it in less then five minutes. His hyperdrive system was old and rusty just like his armor. It would take a good three minutes just to hear that heavenly hum of the hyperdrive.

"Shayde..." said Paul developing an idea. "Be ready to hit the hyperdrive when I say go"

With, what appeared to be second-nature, movements Paul ran into the engine room located on the other side of the basement. The seconds ticked like the cackling of demons. Each one screaming with delight for the impending doom of the wary travelers. Paul dashed through the labyrinth of steel and wires. His heart beat kept his feet in time as he bolted through each turn.

With the turn of the last corner a wire squid stood before him circled around the central cooling unit. It's massive limbs seemed to belong to some sort of demonic god. Paul could hear his breathing become heavy. There wasn't much time left. He had convert the remaining amount of the ship's energy into the hyper-drive. Dropping to his praying knees, Paul reached into the web-like abyss.

His mind emptied for a brief moment to reboot to the blue-print of the ship. Each wire had it's purpose but Paul had to find those two small wires that made all the difference. With his armor hands gripping onto his faith, the titan pulled out five thick chords. Their black oily skin ran through his fingers. Then certainty gripped onto two thin cords as Paul ripped them apart.

The ship died...

All power went off.

But with a slam of a fist and the flare of sparks the ship was resurrected.

"Push it" stated Paul running back towards the cockpit.

From his cracked lenses Paul looked out into the vacuum. The grand explosion began to form in the distance. Its pace began to quicken and expand exponentially. Like a newly risen Phoenix it began to dance lashing out its devastating tendrils in an all-consuming wave of ruin. Nanoseconds, that's all it took, just nanoseconds, to fill the darkness with a beautiful, deadly white light. The explosion appeared to fill every inch of the dark void with it's destructive glory. It raced greedily towards every nearby ship with the intention to surrond them in it's crushing embrace.

Paul turned his head and climbed trying to quell his scared, regretful voice in that small corner of his mind.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Admiral Harris » Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:04 pm

The swirling blue light of hyperspace filled the bridge of the Cyrodii as Harris searched through his pockets, the shine of stars melted together dancing across his hardened face, an unlit cigar between his teeth. The Admiral stood before the viewports of the Acclamator-class assault ship, once one of fifty six proud vessels under his command, each one the backbone of a strong nation now in ruin.

It had been three weeks since Harris' reality, along with time itself, was torn apart, vomiting him and his ship half way across the galaxy. A full two months since Khan, the Steward, and his division of ships had been dropped here. But what was here? A parallel universe? A new existence? The wrong one perhaps? Did the life that Harris knew before, the Empire, the deaths wrought over Bakura by the Cazique of the Cosmos- the life which Harris had created, did it ever exist? Harris never liked temporal mechanics, even at the academy, he left it to the science officers to worry about time travel, the thought of it sent shivers down his spine and turned his brain to mush. But the specifics weren't his concern now, his orders where clear.

Khan had sent Admiral Harris into the depths of space in search for more survivors thrown from The Rift, as the ensigns had taken to calling it - the rip in space. These rips could occur anywhere at any time, and as Steward, Khan had ordered all able ships to search the distances of the galaxy, spreading their numbers thin. That was something that made Harris uneasy. something The True Emperor never would have done.


Damn matches...The admiral continues to search his pockets, his harsh voice resounding through the bridge, even in a whisper, as the Cyrodii exits hyperspace.
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:29 pm

*It had only been an hour or so since the explosive force of Pauls umm...explosives...had ripped a hole the size of a small moon in the very fabric of space. The resulting black hole he had created had likely swallowed the strange transport vessels that seemed to be using the desolate piece of outer space as their secret route, but Shayde couldn't be sure and, truthfully, he didn't care - they hadn't stuck around long enough to be sucked in themselves and find out.

The explosion had sent chunks of matter of varying sizes and compositions flying in every direction and some of the nastier bits had done a number on Paul's engines, thus the big bloke had been outside in the vaccum of space fixing his engines so the two of them could fly farther away from the tear in space. Granted, they had gotten far enough away in the initial burst of speed to be out of harms way, but the Nagaian had never been comfortable so close to certain dissolving - something that he was all too familiar with.

It was now, as he sat with his feet up on the slightly dusty console that he felt a certain presence nearing him - a presence that he had known what seemed like a lifetime ago. A moment later and his suspicions were proved true as a violently blinking red light disrupted the darkness of the cabin, heralding the approach of a ship soon to be exiting hyperspace.

As Shayde looked out into the vast emptiness before him, the familiar wink of a starship coming out of hyperspace briefly lit up the transparisteel before him. His mechanical eye quickly identified the ship and its probable commanding officer and a smirk would have crossed his face...if he still had a mouth. With a bit of concentration, and without so much as a thank-you to Paul still working outside the ship, the shadows within the cabin converge on the Nagaian and disperse leaving nothing in the copilots seat but the warmth of his body - soon cold to the touch.*


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The Bridge of the Cyrodii

*The bridge of the Acclamator seems to brighten slightly as the shadows converge on a single point next to the Admiral and disperse just as quickly, leaving in their wake the form of Shayde. Harris stands, still trying to light his cigar, as Shayde's mechanical eye focuses a beam on the tip of the not-unpleasant smelling cylinder of smokables. The tip takes light and a thin line of smoke lifts into the air as the red beam disappears, returning to the Nagaian's eye as if it had never left. With a hint of sarcasm in his telepathic words, the Shadow's strange voice permeates the Jen Admiral's mind.*

You know, if I've told you once I've told you a thousand times - those things will be the death of you, Harris.

*The officers on the bridge have yet to notice the Shadow's presence on the bridge, none of them expecting such an intruder and all too focused on the task at hand of locating their lost brothers to take notice of that slight shift in lighting that only took place in the blink of an eye.*
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Admiral Harris » Mon Jun 11, 2012 10:47 pm

"You, maybe. Me?"

Harris inhales the sweet smoke of the cigar, his face like stone, showing no reaction to the recent, strange occurrence, his gaze pinned to the viewports before him. It was not that Harris didn't take pleasure in seeing an old comrade in dark times, but rather, Harris didn't take pleasure in anything at all.

"Some of us just don't know when to quit." Harris turns, glancing towards Shayde for a moment, and begins walking towards the rear of the bridge, making his way to an empty control panel, his hands slowly entering commands as he continues to puff his cigar.

"Sorry to burst your speech bubble, but He's not here right now...With another glance upwards, he continues, a cold smile releasing smoke from between his teeth.

"That's why you're here, right? To see him?"
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Re: Empty Space

Post by Shayde » Mon Jun 11, 2012 11:15 pm

*Shayde had thought his being alive would strike the Admiral as strange, but then again he had never known Harris to show any emotion - let alone surprise. Come to think of it, he was surprised Harris was still alive. It almost struck him as strange, in fact, as the man appeared to not have aged a day since last he'd seen him.*

I'm here to see you, dearest Harris. How could I resist your charm and openness of heart?

*The sarcasm dripped lovingly from the Nagaian's telepathic words like ice cream from a cone on a sweltering Mustafarian afternoon. He had hoped secretly that his oldest of friends would be on board but he had not felt the white-haired one's presence from Paul's ship and so he had no hopes which could be dashed at the knowledge of his absence.*

Well if he's not here with you, then where in the galaxy is he?

*The Shadow asked the question in bemusement to the stars in front of him, really - more rhetorical a question than anything.*
You can't kill what you can't catch.
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