Talon Intelligence Squad - Chapter 6 The Regrouping

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  1. Trika_Kenobi Force Ghost

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    Mekial, nonsense...enjoying it...
    Trika was a hacker, not a pilot, but as soon as she fell into the Force, it wasn't a problem.
    Mekial was in the back, shooting down several "uglies" and "bad guys" while Trika had her eyes closed and focused.
    "There's one coming out of lightspeed at point eight-two-five...now."
    Mekial flipped her head around to see the "ugly" coming out of hyperspace at that exact moment. Jedi...
    Trika was flying superbly, maneuvering in between several Talons and enemy craft, thoroghly enjoying herself.
    A surge in the Force left Trika with her eyes fluttering to stay closed. "Watch your right, Mekial."
    Mekial nodded, hitting the formation of seven fighters.
    Trika made a severe turn to the left, nearly knocking the two of them into open space.
    "What was that for?" Mekial wanted an answer.
    Calmly, confidently, Trika replied, "Look behind us now."

    [This message has been edited by Trika_Kenobi (edited 04-13-2000).]
  2. RogueLead11 Force Ghost

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    Just posting to let ya'll know that I'm going to be away for the next five to six days and won't be posting for a while.

    Languna, feel free to write up Kendrick and Quis' date, if you want to.
  3. Mara Jade Emperor's Hand Jedi Knight

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    Wow... this is actually kind of fun.

    Mara Jade was really falling into the swing of piloting. She supposed it wasn't so strange; she had quick reflexes, sensitivity to the Force, and was a fast learner. Still, she hadn't expected to actually enjoy it.

    She nimbly maneuvered her fighter between two groups of uglies going the other direction, then swung around behind them to give CiCi a clear shot. In a flash, three uglies were consumed by virtual fireballs.

    "Good shooting," remarked Mara, choosing their next target.
  4. Talon Squad Leader Former Manager

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    "They?re looking good." Kevin observed from the Y-wing he and his second-in-command now flew in.

    "Yes, a bit shakey, but they are steadily improving. But, sir, you must remember they are going up against uglies."

    "What are you insinuating, Nine? That they have easier targets to obliterate?"

    "Well, sir, it I just that not all of the fighters we come up against are going to be uglies. The New Empire is going to at least have some TIE fighters or some defenders." Ken shrugged. "I know you and I go up against such bandits, but them? You were an A-wing pilot. I was an X-wing driver. We know what the enemy can do in a vacuum. They don?t."

    "Point taken, Nine." Kevin pressed some buttons on the sim module regulator. Several Talons expressed their surprise through several gasps and queries. Kevin switched the comm to all member frequencies.

    "Talons, you have done good. But Nine and I have some doubts about what you can do up against a real enemy. The next mission will pit you head-to-head with a Star Destroyer and it?s support craft, including TIE?s, corvettes, and frigates. Your fighter bombers will be loaded with either missiles, proton torpedoes, or bombs. You and your gunners can make that choice. Talon 2, 3, and 5 will lead the raid on the Star Destroyer. Talon 6, 7, 8, 9, and 10 will be their support and escorts."

    Kevin paused with the briefing. A new communication came through from the bridge. He read it. The new starfighters had come. Six two-seater long-probe Y-wings, two X-wings, and two B-wings. That accounted for 16 members of his squad. The other four, including himself, would fly the squad?s original A-wings and X-wings. A good combination of starfighter power.

    He spoke again. "Talons, belay that new mission for now." He heard several sighs of relief and whoops of joy. "Our new starfighters have come in. Go get a bite to eat and meet me in the hangar in one standard hour."

    [This message has been edited by Talon Squad Leader (edited 04-13-2000).]
  5. Ty-gon Jinn Jedi Master

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    All the Talons stood in the hangar after lunch.
    Since they were blasting off that afternoon, Mara and Obi-wan had gone to lunch instead of dinner.
    Now Ty-gon stood, waiting for Obi-wan, when CiCi approached him.
    "Ty-gon Jinn, right?"
    "Yes. And you're... CiCi Draven?"
    "Yes, I am. I don't know what happened, but I seem to be your gunner for the actual mission."
    "I thought you were with Mara."
    "So did I," she said.
    They both looked over to see Obi-wan and Mara. "I requested a gunner change," Obi-wan smiled. "I'm with her now."
    Ty-gon laughed.
    General Ski came in again, and Stumpy followed, pulling up into the General's snub fighter's droid socket.
    Before Ski began speaking, Mara kissed Obi-wan firmly on the lips. "For luck," she insisted.
    "Yeah, right."

    Darth Greywolfe walked to the Jackal. He had spent several days on Tatooine, and now, he was blasting back to the Coyote.
    His Sith Speeder flew back into the ship. He turned it off, and started the enigine.
    He saw the Coyote leap to hyperspace.
    He lifted off, and followed the Coyote into hyperspace, to meet up with Lady Carre.
    Darth Agent Mulder- Only four days left!

    Ty-gon listened intently to General Ski, and then looked over at his squadmates.
    They were all ready to go.
    "May the Force Be With You," he heard the General say. "Now, let's go over the attack plan."
    //May the Force be with you too, General.// He thought of these pirates, and of their first normal mission. //May the Force be with us all.//

    [This message has been edited by Ty-gon Jinn (edited 04-13-2000).]
  6. Talon 20 Jedi Padawan

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    "Sir," Tuurgn said. "Cobra and I have decided to ask for proton torps. We've got the ISD."

    (I know its short, but I gotta prove myself! DMc-I hope U don't mind being with me. IA-I don't care id Tuurgn likes Bullwinkle's food. )
  7. Idiots Array Jedi Grand Master

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    While the rest of the squad was eating lunch, Jaren and Telia made a trip to the supply closets to look for some paint. Jaren had an idea.

    They were just finishing up the last of the painting as the rest of the squad began to filter in. It had been a tough job, but now their N1 had a new paint-job. Instead of a bright, cheery yellow, the ship now sported a dark, blood-red with black diagonal stripes. Wicked teeth slashed an evil grin across the nose and a vastly exaggerated number of kill markings covered the engine pods. Their wedding gift from Ty-gon now looked like a proper pirate ship.

    General Ski entered the hanger and peered curoiusly at the two snipers and their ship. "Looks like you two have been busy," he said.

    "Yessir," Jaren began with a grin. "We would like to fly the new Jade's Talon in the mission. Permission to strike fear in the hearts of our enemies?"
  8. Darth Agent Mulder Jedi Master

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    Darth Agent Mulder stood at the bridge of his newest SSD Orison. His crew, composed of the best stormtroopers and Commanders the Empire had to offer, was prepped for anything, including the killing of rebels, if possible.
    "Commander, what's the status of the sectors Je Souhaite and Theef?"
    Commander Donnie Pffaster, cloned from his original self, checked his chronos. "They still refuse to obey your wishes, my Lord. They haven't responded since last week."
    Mulder nodded. "Destroy them."
    Without question, Pffaster gave the orders for the two planets, destined to be named SSDs, to be destroyed.
    The Dark Lord of the Sith smiled. Revenge was sweet. In four days, it would be sweeter.

    [This message has been edited by Darth Agent Mulder (edited 04-13-2000).]
  9. Talon Squad Leader Former Manager

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    Kevin admired the paint job on the N-1. He smiled and walked away. He got on the ship intercom and called all of the Talon members to the hangar. After all had assembled he spoke. "Crew, paint your fighters like that N-1 in the corner. I want our figters to look like beat-up, furball surviving pirate ships. We leave for our new meteor base in 12 hours. That should give us time to get ready, etc. I am open to new names for our newly formed "pirate squad." Any suggestions go through me. We will later vote on new name. Okay, meet me hear in 12 standard hours. Choose your fighter among the crowd and prep it. We have six two seater Y-wings, four X-wings, two B-wings, and two A-wings. The support ships will include the Hawk and Eagle. That's it. Sorry, Jaren, your N-1 can't come. Nor can any of the other personal ships. They will stay here on the Correllian Brandy. The techs here will just set them aside. Any questions?"

    Talon 20, the inexperienced Commander Marhl Kahn spoke up. "Sir, he haven't had much training in these fighters. Do you think we will up to par?"

    "The transports will be taking two simulators with programs to simulate our fighters. You can train in them if you feel you need two.

    Jaren raised his hand. "Sir, why can't I take my ship or the N-1? Come on, sir." He started jumping up and down during this.

    "Your N-1 is too recognizable. We can't afford to take a chance. Meet me later if you have any ideas."

    "Yes, sir," Jaren sat down, depressed. Telia moved to console him.

    Bullwinkle, his mouth full from a sandwich, raised his hand. "Yes?" Kevin indicated with his hand.

    "Ow r uh ampots ona et oo uh base?"

    "Uhh...what, Sergeant?"

    Bullwinkle swallowed. "How are the transports gonna get to the base? I mean, all of you are gonna driving your fighters-"

    "The proper term is "piloting" Mara corrected him.

    He shot a glance at her and started again. "All of you are gonna be piloting your fighters, and I can't fly both ships..."

    "Two crews and some mechanics will man those ships. They will be our support crew. Any other questions?" There were none. "Fine, meet me back here in 12 hours and we will get going. Dismissed."

  10. Laguna Jedi Knight

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    Jan 26, 2000
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    Quis Heartilly was first in line to snare her very own starfighter. Torn between the old trusty X-Wing and the newer heavy B-Wing fighter, she eventually decided on the faster X-Wing. She hoped it would allow a greater room for error since her piloting skills weren't on par with many of the squad's other members.

    "Mine!" She placed her hand on the side of the X-Wing's fuselage. "Talon 7," she said, beaming. "Anyone got a pen so I can write that on the side?"

    "Here you go, Seven," Ski threw her a fat black marker and she wrote the number seven on one of the X-Wing's lasers. The rest of the squadron were picking out their fighters and throwing various squad names about the hangar. Quis didn't realy have an opinion, although she was partial to Tempest Squadron.

    Climbing the ladder and plopping into the cockpit, she looked the controls over.

    Oh yes, this is nice. I finally have my own starship to play with. This is going to be so much fun...

    "Talon 7!" General Ski shouted from the deck. Quis poked her head over the edge.

    "Yes, sir?"

    "Quis, we didn't come here to toy with these ships. Get painting."

    "Yes, sir. Right away, sir." She vaulted down onto the deck, hair falling across her face. Things were looking up.
  11. Idiots Array Jedi Grand Master

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    Jan 3, 2000
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    Jaren found General Ski and pulled him aside for a moment.

    "Sir, about the N1," he began. "I'd like you to reconsider your decision. Several reasons. First, Telia and I are already trained on it. To fly another fighter, both of us would need to log dozens of hours in the sims. That is time that can be used to train the rest of the squad."

    "Second, it's already been painted," Jaren continued.

    "Third, if you are concerned about us being recognised, remember that if we run into the Sith, you, Mara, Kaiba, and the rest of the Jedi will be more likely to attract attention than Telia and I will. And if you use Ysalimiri, the absence of the Force will attract just as much attention as the presence of a Jedi. Now, do I really need to continue sir, or have you changed your mind?"
  12. Trika_Kenobi Force Ghost

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    Nov 4, 1999
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    "X-Wing!" Trika shouted at the top of her lungs as she jumped on one of the last of the four remaining fighters.
    Writing a huge "8" on the side, she claimed it.
    "It's mine, it's mine, it's mine..." she started to sing her own little song in triumph.
    Trika flipped around, head in mid-swing to her song, partially embarrassed. "Y-Yes sir?"
    "No time for singing. Get to painting your fighter," General Ski chided softly.
    "Yessir!" Trika ran to grab some paint off the shelf and returned, carrying an array of paint supplies.
    A good four hours with no break and Trika was done.
    She stepped back, admiring how much it really did look like a pirate's ship. It was a slick black color with several blood red stripes down the sides. It bore no teeth, like Jaren and Telia's, but it looked pretty awesome considering she had failed art in school.
  13. Ty-gon Jinn Jedi Master

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    Ty-gon Jinn stood back, and looked at his paint job.
    Specifically, he had stripped all the paint off one of the squad's original X-wings.
    It looked like it had been stolen from the factory. Several kill marks had been added close to the cockpit.
    Now he just picked up some blood red paint in one hand, some jet black paint at the other, and just threw it at random spots on the fighter.
    Now it looked stolen, and beat up, but it still didn't look like a space pirate ship. It needed- grafitti.
    He picked up a can of blue spray paint and painted a few random symbols on the side.
    He grabbed the marker and wrote "15" on the ship's belly.
    But there was still something missing.
    He picked up his blaster, and fired.
    Excellent. Now there were long streaks of blaster fire carbon scoring down the vehicle, some obscuring the grafitti.
    Oh, No, he thought. If you looked hard enough at the now-divided grafitti, you could see an Alderaanian swear word.
    Well, that made it look more like a pirate ship.

    Mara tossed a paint brush to Obi-wan. Get painting, buddy," she said.
    "What about you?
    "Your brother just gave me a good idea," she replied.
    She grabbed her blaster, and shot several times, until carbon scoring covered most of the vehicle. What was left, Obi-wan splattered with grey, some kill marks, and what looked like a tooth.
    "Perfect," Mara said as she observed the pirate Y-wing.
    Obi-wan grabbed a marker and wrote "3 & 16" on the back of the cockpit.

    Darth Greywolfe stood at the bridge of the Coyote, watching the blurred lights of hyperspace.
    "Commander," he said to the man standing next to him.
    "Yes, my lord?"
    "Have our friends been secured in the Corellian Corvette?"
    "Yes, my lord, they have."
    "And the have been guarded per my specifications?"
    "Yes, sir."
    "Very good, Commander."
    Greywolfe had to thank his newfound allie Darth Mulder. He had provided inspiration for this little outing.
    He had sent stormtroopers to the ship of Darth Invidious and Darth Predator, who believed the troops were a transfer.
    When the troops got there, however, both the opposing Sith Lords were shot five times.
    Each was loaded into a bacta tank, the top welded shut, in seperate rooms, both filled with ysalamiri, on an Alderaanian Blockade Runner, or Corellian Corvette.
    The corridor for these two rooms was also filled with ysalamiri, with an entire platoon of troops on both sides of the only way in or out of the corridor.
    Greywolfe had control of their oxygen supply, and the ship itself was set to self destruct in three days.
    Ah, revenge would truly be sweet- unless they escaped by then.
    But that was doubtful. He just enjoyed having them at his mercy.
  14. Mekial Force Ghost

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    Dec 9, 1999
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    Mekial grinned at her B-wing. She had flown one of these a couple of years ago when she had been working as a spy for a businessman on Coruscant. And while the X-wings were faster and lighter, Mekial found the B-wings to work best for her.

    She stood back and admired her work. It was a solid black ship, but had a red streak running across the side. She had painted kill marks on the side, and had copied Ty-gon by putting her blaster on a low power and blasting it. She had given it a dirt bath, and now it had a dingy look to it. But it wasn't right. It didn't smell right. It smelled strongly of oil and paint now. It would be a risk to take it out smelling like that. She'd heard a rumor that pirates had specially trained noses. A thought struck Mekial.

    She ran down the hall and into the kitchen were Bullwinkle was.

    "I need a couple bottles of Correllian Brandy, and the leftovers from lunch."

    He looked at her curiously, but shrugged and nodded. He handed her what she had asked, and she walked back down the hall, smiling.

    "Yuck! Mekial, what is that? It smells worse than Bantha fodder!"

    Mekial chuckled at Cobra's comment. "It's the final touches for my ship."

    He gave her a curious glance. She grinned and finished her trek to the hangar. She put on a pair of gloves, and picked up some of Bullwinkle's food. Then she threw it on her ship. Mekial picked up one of the bottles of Brandy and poured over the ship. After a while of doing this, her ship smelled horrible.

  15. Talon 20 Jedi Padawan

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    Tuurgn claimed a Y-wing as soon as she heard the Talons had two. Most of her training had been aquired on a Y-wing. Infact her old squadron had been a Y-wing squad.
  16. Ty-gon Jinn Jedi Master

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    Ty-gon heard blaster shots, and turned to see Mara and Mekial use the carbon scoring technique on their ships.
    He loved being a trendsetter.
  17. Talon Squad Leader Former Manager

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    The General finished painting his A-wing and walked around to see the progress of the other individuals. To his suprise, most were finished and had their flight gear on.

    Captain Ken walked up to him. "We're ready to go, Lead."

    "That's fine, Nine. Go to it. Oh yes, and make sure that N-1 is strapped to the hull racks of the Eagle. Let's give Jaren a good surprise when we arrive at Rock Base."

    Ken smiled and saluted. "Yes, sir!" He turned around and spoke loud enough for all to hear him. "Let's move 'em out. Assemble on the flight line and get ready to launch in 20 minutes. Double, double check your gear and make sure your fighters are fit to fly. The navigation and jumps are already on your fighters computers...."
    &lt;&lt;Twelve hours later.&gt;&gt;

    Kevin sat in his A-wing and waited for the countdown to go to zero so he could revert to realspace. The new "pirate" was supposed to be 1,000 klicks ahead, if the navigation droids were fairly accurate.

    The timer reached zero and he switched the hyperdrive regulator. The blur of hyperspace reverted to white lines and then those white lines snapped into stars. Talon emerged from hyperspace immediately into a swarm of asteroids.

    Kevin switched on his encrypted comm. "Talon Lead to group. Looks like were are a little closer than expected. Form up. These asteroid fields can be a little tricky."

    "Lead, this is Eleven. I read some high density metal and metalloids in these asteroids. Is our new base an abandoned mining base?" Quis, with her technology expertise had already scanned the field with her "tweaked" fighter sensors.

    Cobra spoke up. "Lead, if I may."

    "By all means, Two." Kevin could imagine the Captain rubbing his hands together in excitement. He loved to give away information he was privy too because he was the XO of the squad.

    "Eleven, your idea is correct, yet highly wrong. Our base is a real abandoned smuggler's hideout. Abandoned, of course."

    Quis' surprise was obvious over the comm. "Then why am I getting all of these readings, so forth?"

    "Because this base was meant to give off those signals. You see, the smugglers here found a perfect hiding spot. If they were followed, the ships trailing them would never suspect an asteroid field to be a hangout. Even one this small. Also, because none of these rocks are big enough to hold even a single smuggler ship, save for the big one."

    "I'm afraid I don't understand, Two. Your saying that this was meant to look like an unlikely spot for a base or a special mining colony?"


    "I don't understand."

    Kevin spoke up. "Two, Lead. Let me do this. You have her confused enough. These rocks have the high metal density because each and every one is a small hangar and barracks. These small rocks are to be our separate hangars. Two fighters to a hangar. Two to four Talon members per rock. The largest will the command center and accomadate the whole squad. But for now my A-wing, and the two transports will be stationed there. But each of you will stick to your separate bases until ordered back to the base. "

    "Oh, I get it. This is like a small town in the stars. I like it."

    Kevin heard Ty-gon over the comm. "It seems so pirate-like. Good choice Lead."

    "Thanks, Fifteen. Okay, group, land at your appropriate rocks, er, I mean bases. Set up there and meet me at the main rock in two hours. Here are the assignments: Rock One will be for two X-wings. Rock Two for the other two X-wings. Rock Three for an A-wing and B-wing. Rock Four, Five, and Six for two Y-wings each. Talon Five, my wife, will be with me at the main base with her B-wing. Rock Seven will be for storage. Okay, get established. As soon as we can we will get a scouting party down to the planet and will get some recon work done. Talon Lead, out."

    Jaren spoke up. "What if we don't like our bunk mates?"

    "You had better like them, these assignments aren't gonna change one bit."

    The various ships took sometime to fly to their individual bases, designated Rocks. Kevin, Kaiba, and the two trans
  18. Idiots Array Jedi Grand Master

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    Just wanted to put this little list together so nobody gets confused as to who is flying which ship. Right now, the list is incomplete. As more people post I will post updates. Please email me with any corrections. It might also be useful to post the room asignments. (who is staying on which asteroid)

    Talon 6 Jaren Kai & Talon 13 Telia Aris - N1
    Talon 7 Quis Heartilly - X-wing
    Talon 8 Trika Kenobi - X-wing
    Talon 15 Ty-gon Jinn - X-wing
    Talon 3 Mara Jade & Talon 16 Obi-wan Jinn Y-wing
    Talon 11 Mekial - B-wing
    Talon 20 Tuurgn & Talon 2 Cobra Dix - Y-wing
    Talon Lead Kevin Ski - A-wing
    Talon 12 Stone - B-wing

    So far that leaves 1 X-wing, 1 A-wing, and 4 Y-wings. If I'm not mistaken, that will leave one ship extra. If so, Jaren and Telia might split up and fly seperate ships.

    Hope that helped.
    Idiots Array

    P.S. TSL, on page one Quis is listed twice; once at Talon 7 and again as Talon 11. If I'm not mistaken, I think it was decided that Mekial was Talon 11.

    [This message has been edited by Idiots Array (edited 04-15-2000).]

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  19. Laguna Jedi Knight

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    Jan 26, 2000
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    &lt;&lt;&lt;Idiot's Array's right, Quis is seven and Mek eleven&gt;&gt;&gt;

    "Hey, roomie." Trika dropped her bags and computer equipment on the bare floor. "You want the double room or the single one?"

    "Errrhhh, I don't mind." Quis tried to be casual.

    "Right," Trika smiled. "You can have the double."

    Quis gave a lopsided smile. "Don't go getting any ideas, Trika."

    Trika's mock-wounded 'what, me?' expression gave Quis the distinct impresion she had lots of ideas. The hacker didn't need to say it for Quis to know what she was insinuating.

    "So," Trika changed the subject. "Do we have a kitchen here?"

    "Yeah, a small one."

    "So that means..."

    "We can evade Bullwinkle's cooking."

    "Wonderful. So, you want something?"

    "No thanks, I'm actually going to go and tinker with that X-Wing a little more."

    "No problems. Actually I have some encrypted files I need to get working on. So, I'll catch up with you later Quis."


    "Hey, I got The Phantom Menace on video. Want to watch it later tonight, y'know, eat lots of bad food?"

    "Sounds great," said Quis with a smile.

    "It's a date," said the hacker with a grin.

    Quis returned to the flight deck and Trika began setting up her equipment. The arrangement suited them both perfectly.
  20. stoneheart Jedi Knight

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    Nov 25, 1999
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    &lt;&lt;Sorry to waste a post like this, but I'll take the other B-wing, if no one minds. Kinda hard to turn down all that firepower.&gt;&gt;
  21. Ty-gon Jinn Jedi Master

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    Jan 12, 2000
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    Ty-gon dropped his small bag in his room inside the asteroid. Obi-wan was his roommate, and Stone was in the other room.
    Nothing had happened yet.
    "To quote Jar Jar," he said, "This am cozy!"
  22. Trika_Kenobi Force Ghost

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    Nov 4, 1999
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    &lt;&lt;We justot access to a comp, so Mulder will be posting rght after this!&gt;&gt;
    Setting up hacking equipment proved to be fun. Quis was sitting back, watching the Phantom Menace. Trika glanced up every once in a while to check up on different levels of disk space/what exactly Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan were doing. Trika had a pie in the oven, and the smell carried throughout the entire base.
  23. Darth Agent Mulder Jedi Master

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    Feb 14, 2000
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    TWO DAYS...

    Maybe I'll have something to post later on, but vacation has proven to be a hassle.
  24. Laguna Jedi Knight

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    Jan 26, 2000
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    &lt;&lt;&lt;You're itching to get back into us aren't you Mulder &gt;&gt;&gt;
  25. Talon Squad Leader Former Manager

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