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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:30 pm

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Feeling a warning flash up on my cyber eye i use the force to purge the poisons from my body from wherever the might have come from before i wink

"Never better"
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:32 pm

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*she pouts and turns around, crossing her arms*
lousy jedi....
*of course she wasn't just talking about him, but all jedi*
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:34 pm

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"hey baby, you chose to try to tempt a boy with cybernetic implants"

i smile

"so i guess i need to take you back then..."
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:39 pm

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*she smirks*
cybernetic implants. my Big Brother has those. he's...
*she giggles and then looks at him with large dewy eyes*
but that's another story
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:50 pm

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"i see"

Monte said, starting to walk toward the cockpit
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:51 pm

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*her mood switches at will and she runs back and jumps on his back*
funfunfunfun!!!
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:54 pm

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*i run back to the bed, dump her off and begin tickling her.

"You are right... this is fun"
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 8:59 pm

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*she giggles and struggles against him, laughing loudly*
stopo it stop it!!! stop it!!!
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 9:01 pm

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Suddenly, i stop
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 9:02 pm

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*she looks up at him and smiles widely*
i need to get back, i have training... or as master calls it, "pain then the bacta tank"
*giggling she sits up, placing her lips against his collar bone*
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Post Wed Oct 03, 2012 9:03 pm

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i nod and then, still nude, walk toward the cockpit.

as you wish
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Post Sun Oct 07, 2012 9:32 pm

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*ty is dressed before he returns and goes back to staring out the window, a thoughtful look on her face*
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Post Thu Oct 25, 2012 8:42 am

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*There was something about Malachor V that unsettled the most settled and comfortable people. The darkside that pulsated through the lack of atmosphere called space. The still intact bodies that float through space around it's orbit, or perhaps the grave yard of torn apart ships. Maybe it was a combination of the two, but it wouldn't matter, for it was rare anyone would want to come to this place. Out in the far reaches of the galaxy, nothing but a rock with no resources and an extremely high risk of death.*

*Light emanates from the star in which the entire system rotates around, but it is skewed through the debris. Asteroids scattered everywhere, hulls of long dead ships, and bodies. Thousands of bodies of Jedi, Republic Troopers, and Mandalorians. Sealed in time, sealed in the vacuum of space where nothing can touch them to cause them to decay like they would on a normal planet. How many of them died from the immense gravity caused by the Mass Shadow Generator and how many died due to the indirect effects?*

*Somewhere within the hundreds of ships, a light flickers on and off in rapid succession. An insignificant thing in the grand scale of things, most likely unnoticed by even someone who happens to fly straight past. Why would you care for it, you wouldn't be looking for such a thing in a grave for fleets. The most curious would wonder what would still work amongst this old technology. It is what that little flickering insignificance signifies that is important, for close inspection of the will reveal what is left of it does not belong to the same era as those around it.*

*It is on this ship that two eye lids sit open, the eyes within glow eerily reflecting off the glass canopy that covers the body these eyes belong to. Within this pod seems to be a man, a broken man that has been fixed to the best of their abilities. His face is covered with strange implants of metal, power seems to course through them and it seems that without them his entire head would fall apart. His neck seems to have an external neck brace of some sort and his entire body seems encased in a sort of armour. Though the armour itself is opened up to reveal robotic limbs attached to the man.*

*This light that continuously flickers lights up the man's face, and though it doesn't seem alive with it's stillness and disfigured face, the faint glow from the console attached to the pod reveals that he is. The man's stillness seems undisturbed and it would be impossible to know how long it has been sitting there for. Time had long run out for everything on-board this ship, the reserve power levels were beginning to fail. The last remaining light was beginning to flicker, and it was a sign of the end. And with the end comes the final death throes of this very drawn out silent death, the last ditch effort to save itself despite it's inanimate nature.*

*A beacon begins to transmit as the light flickers off for the last time. Power to the ship has died, even reserves have drained. The beacon would not last long now, only a few more transmissions. The pod containing the disfigured man, cracks open as the power begins to drain from it's stores. Air hisses from within and exits into the stale air of the sealed room. Medical equipment lay skewed across the room, floating in the air, and a dead body almost torn in two collides inaudibly with a tank of oxygen. A decayed and rotten hand hits the pod's canopy of the pod with a light thump, and suddenly the unblinking eyes move.*
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Post Sun Dec 30, 2012 5:14 am

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*There were silent rumblings of asteroids around the destroyed planet once known as Malachor V, a shadow skulks through the ruins of ships, asteroids, and large chunks of planets. Even the powerful scanners built into the bowels of the largest warships, would struggle to find this wraith of the vacuum of space. Those willing to risk the venture into the asteroids that litter the area, may find themselves missing from the galaxy. Their souls gone from the galaxy in more than just position, their souls destroyed, their internal power that they are only valuable for now.*

*A second smaller ghost has exited the remaining dying atmosphere of the ruins of Malachor V, this time, nothing would be seen as the ship silently slid across the void. Then in a uneventful moment the two shadows of darkness collide and only the largest remains. Once more slipping through the wreckage's of the past, unnoticed, unchanged, and unimportant. If only the living souls knew of its real purpose, the purpose of those on board.*
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