Open Orbit

[Whill High Shaman Agrajag]

*The history is currently unknown.*

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ORBITAL DEFENSES
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1 Space Station with full complements (Derilyn-class w/ complement of 6 squadrons of K-Wings)
15 Golan IV SuperGun Defense Platforms (Purchased from Golan Arms)
17 Golan III Platforms
21 Golan II Platforms (with K-Wings)
1 Planetary Shield (powered by 6 separate generators)
Crystal Gravfield Trap Grid, positioned at all hyperspace exit points to detect cloaked ships emerging from hyperspace.
6 Cloaked Gravity Well Projector Stations disabling hyperspace exit within 200,000 km of the planet - an early warning system.

THIS EXCLUDES FLEETS

*A modified freighter exits hyperspace and reaches Wayland's orbit. It just sits there, waiting...*

"Alright guys, beauty sleep is over... we finally made it to Wayland. Although I think we need a plan before going planet side. I've learned the hard way not to barge in with guns blazing... So, any suggestions?"

ooc: okay gotta go until tonight. Remember all the goodies I have on my ship so feel free to RP stuff. There is a bar, training room, science lab, and rec room to lounge in. Tonight we finish this and you guys can be free, lol

*Waking up*
"Well, if he had a strong enough force signature, I could find him and teleport us to him."

*Jack gets up and makes his way to the bar. He gets himself a Corellian Whiskey and sits in his original seat. He looks out the cockpit down to the planet, running scenarios through his head.*

*Gets up from his bunk, picks up a sack he brought with him and takes it to science lab*

*He pulls out a book and some viles and sets them on a table*

*He reads something out of the book, and mixes some stuff*

*He puts a drop of some clear liquid in a vile of some red liquid, and the red liquid turns dark red. Then he puts a couple drops of a clear liquid he mixed earlier in the dark red liquid and it turn black*
"Great, I give him that and his blood will likely die."
*He rest his hands in his head and start again*

*He flips some pages and reads something else, then he makes a green liquid, mixes it with a blood sample, and the blood turns an dark red, and he mixes a different clear liquid and drips it in the blood.*
"Hope this works."
*The blood turns back to a normal red.*
*He sighs with relief.*
"Now if only his virus was anything like this one."
*He leans back in his chair.*

*Jack gets up and heads to the lab. He walks over and stands next to Rolin, taking a sip of his own Corellian Whiskey.*

(In a curious tone) "What are you up to?"

*Sighs*
"Oh just trying to make a cure for a virus"

"The one that Silver's got, right?"

*The Following conversation in << >> take place in Rolin's head, blue is Rolin, red is someone else.*

<< What are you doing? Wasting you time trying to help someone else. Hm, just like you jedi drones. >>

<< Not now. >>

<< Then when. When will you do something about me, because if you don't, it will be me doing something about you soon. >>

<< I said not now! >>

*Answering Jack*
"Ya."

OOC: Dang it it messed up*

*Jack takes a sip from his glass.*

"How are we gonna get it into him? I'm guessing capture and injection?"

OOC: Oh ok. I thought Rolin was crazy or something. lol.*

"To tell the truth, I don't fill safe with giving him anything I've just made, one will likely kill him, and the other doesn't work for his virus."

OOC: And the conversation in Rolin's head when like this
Someone else
Rolin
Someone else
Rolin.
under stand?*

IC: "But yes, I think thats how we are going to do it."*

"Ahhh."

OOC: Yeah, I could guess that.*

IC: "Any idea how were going to find him and capture him?"*

"No I don't"