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by **Doc 42** » Wed Dec 31, 2008 1:47 am

Alex grinned, laughing slightly "Please... Merchants possessing goods of this quality can afford to cart around their wares with their own vehicles. We will move out to the site the moment you specify it and begin preparation"

The cypher started pinging local Imperial radio traffic, trying to pinpoint the Annihilator. Finding it difficult due to heavy traffic, it contacted corruscant with its long range communications array

"This is Mei'dia, aka: The Cypher. Requesting secure com link with Sith Lord Revan."

by **Anaclagon** » Wed Dec 31, 2008 3:53 am

Piett narrowed his eyes..Imperial Command detecting the information. Imperial High Command having been notified of the Cypher bounced the message back to the Death and the Annihilator. "Where's Revan?" Piett looking through the Imperial bridge of the gigantic Annihilator, the massive flagship undergoing repairs at the moment. Now aware of the information..things had to be discussed.

"Revan's currently somewhere within the Annihilator, checking out the damage..looks like your covering from him" An officer said having just recieved information of Revan's status.

"Tell Rex to inform him.." Piett nodded at the officer as the Grand Admiral walked over to the communication part of the bridge as he nodded as the young crew member sitting there. "This is the Annihilator, your speaking to Grand Admiral Piett, Revan's busy at the moment..what is needed Cypher?"

The message was sent back to Courscant before being sent back to the Cypher..

by **Doc 42** » Wed Dec 31, 2008 7:07 pm

The Cypher replied simply "Unidentified drone found in vicinity of Imperial fleet. Drone attempted to flee on detection and was destroyed. Likely to be an enemy spy, tracking imperial movements. Uploading video feed of incident to you now." After that, the Cypher sent along the footage captured by the variant-S Sentinel that had intercepted the drone, the video showing the entire incident from when the Sentinel first reached the Space debris to after it had secured the drone's remains.

by **Anaclagon** » Wed Dec 31, 2008 8:38 pm

Piett watched the video while a quick copy was made so it can be seen by Imperial High Command back in Courscant. Another copy was sent too the several Grand Admirals that personally stood residence in the Death Star. The Imperials remained quiet for several moments..their movements were being tracked and the little secret of the Death Star may not be a secret no more. Piett then responded..finally thinking of a response.

"Cypher..thank you for the information. However while he tend to keep things a secret..we feel if its important that you should now. A mass invasion fleet is being prepared in retailation but there's one more..we've finally rebuilt a mass weapon whose's power cant be matched by anything else in the galaxy. A gigantic battlesation we call..the Death Star. We plan on assualting Geonosis..destroying the planet entirely and driving the enemy fleet back into Trandsoha and use Geonosis as a stepping stone to attack Grevious's capital. However..Grevious has made allies and things are slightly more complicated then before. Final adjustmenets are being made while we prepare.." Piett responded to the Cypher.

The several Grand Admirals that took residence in the Death Star looked at each other and shook their head..if their plans were discovered..things wouldnt bold as well but they still had the Death Star and knolwedge of Grevious's new capital ship..

by **Doc 42** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 3:23 am

The Cypher replied swiftly "Affirmative. I have access to several active war drones. If you want, I could aid your war effort by launching a stealth pre-strike of enemy positions. Would provide you with data on enemy numbers, positions and tactics. Further benefit in softening up enemy resistance. Our movement is swiftly approaching the time to rise out of the shadows and the Empire has done well to keep our existence secret."

by **dinoman666** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 3:37 am

The main room of the upper levels of Vassek, where visitors often came in, was bustling with activity, as usual. Trandoshans and droids moved to and fro to their new duties, while at a center desk A-4D stood in front of a console, listening to oddly musical whistles and trills emanating from it. The droid nodded. "Yeah yeah, we got it, Bluescale. Just slow down so my translator can keep up, okay?" A curious Trando merc walked up, hissing, "What's goin' on?" A-4D looked up and replied swiftly, "Business, as usual. General Grievous seems to be very friend-happy lately. It just doesn't seem to suit him, though..." The merc arched a scaly brow. "Who is it this time?" Without waiting for an answer, he leaned over the desk, looking at the screen, where the head of what looked like some sort of theropod dinosaur watched back, tongues flicking out of its nostrils occasionally. "Whosat?" the merc growled. "No one you need to worry about," groaned A-4D impatiently. "Don't you have some job to do, mercenary? Like not getting killed by my master for slacking off?" Grumbling, the Trandoshan marched off, and A-4D turned back to the screen. "Anyway, as you were saying, er, whistling..." The reptilian creatures first response was a huff of annoyance, before it continued...

by **TyrannoTitan** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 9:27 am

Another tiny drone drifted through space, this time acting as a destroyed unit. Its upper body was drifting ahead of its lower body, attached by a number of wires, while fake wires were frayed all along the edge. Its limbs were purposely damaged, dented and scorched, and its single eye showed no visible light, even though on closer inspection, a dull light could be seen. It drifted toward the Imperial fleet, sensory equipment giving false readings to any enemy senor trying to scan its insides, portraying the idea that the drone itself was mostly hollow. It had no propulsion system active, instead simply drifting through space around the Imperial fleet....

by **Anaclagon** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 4:27 pm

"That would be much appreciative" Piett responded as he looked towards the officers within the bridge. "Have the stealth probes re-activate.." Piett ordered. The officers looked at each in the bridge, they weren't suppose to activate the probes until the invasion was being made but regardless..pre-strikes make things easier. The Annihilator was currently proceeding with heavy repairs and modifications as the Death Star was being prepared for its main goal. The mass Imperial Fleet that was being sent would consist of ships of all sizes..they simply had one simple goal..

The stealth probes around geonosis sprung back to life despite being deactivated in order to hide them. They were as black as the space around them and gave nothing off to give them away as they quickly began to analyze the enemy units above geonosis. Data was being sent to the Annihilator at once as well as the Cypher at the same time..

by **Doc 42** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:14 pm

The Cypher replied "Excellent. Units will be in position and ready for strike wtihin 12 hours. At that point I shall wait for your mark."

Thara pushed his way through the crowded street, making his way towards a stage not too far away. Creatures of all kinds bustled through the busy city. A misnomer about the Wastelands being that the place was deserted, quite far from the truth.

He finally found a break in the crowd and was able to find the edge of the stage. It was made out of rock, about a meter up off the ground. No one was performing at the moment but there was plenty of people sitting around on it. He turned to his crew and clapped his hands together, saying "Alright guys, this is it. I've got some stuff to take care of, i'm sure you guys want to look around. If you want to get back into the ship tonight, meet up here in 3 hours time. If you want to do something considerably more fun, meet up here at this stage in a days time. Ok?"

by **Anaclagon** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:26 pm

"Understood..and thanks for the information" Piett responded. Piett then looked around..thinking. They would need to attack quickly after the Pre-strikes, with the enemy confused. They were sure enough Grevious wouldnt sent any invasion forces at all considering it would be far too risky for them. The fleet continued to assemble in quick succession while the Annihilator was rapidly undergoing modifications and repairs. The Dark Lord of the Sith himself however made personal reference to understand the Solar Generator was also recovered..

by **TyrannoTitan** » Thu Jan 01, 2009 10:59 pm

The machine still on Trandosha suddenly looked around, making a low mechanical growl in annoyance. It had just received word of the spy drone's destruction...even though it was already replaced, it was confusing for the machine and his superiors. They had been monitoring the Imperials for quite some time...and no discoveries regarding their spies had been made. Suddenly, their spy had been found by something that seemingly came out of no where. After analyzing the footage right before the spy self-destructed, they identified the attacker as a Marican Sentinel...which brought only more confusion. They knew the Imperials and the Maricans were at odds, even having a spy drone observing their latest battle, and suddenly this one aids the Imperial fleet? Something was going on...and they intended to find out what.

by **dinoman666** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 2:30 am

Arqueek eyed the stage curiously. "And just what," he asked, "is that supposed to mean?" He was surprised by the number of beings here, especially for such a barren-looking place.

by **Doc 42** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:05 am

Thara laughed and leaned closer to Arqueek, saying "Buddy... at least 60% of the business's in this city make their cash by making people like you have a good time. The rest cater for those business's needs. This place is huge, go to the market, buy yourself a sweet new gun or a suit, go to a bar and find out just how many ways there are to get you completely drunk. Try a few of the new drugs doing the rounds, brother. "

Thara turned, placing a hand on the side of the stage and leapt up easily. He stood up for a moment, glancing around and then pointed towards one crowded street "About 3 drunks stumbling around down there, looks like a good place for a bar." Most of the buildings were surprisingly archaic. Sandy coloured stone and elaborate carpets... the stage was in the centre of a kind of cross roads, with 3 other streets branching off from it...

He kept his ears pricked, the best way to find out what was going on in town being just to listen... One thing he heard of interest... a few well dressed humans on the other side of the stage holding flyers above their heads shouting something about bets...

"Red vs Blue! Utter stalemate! 50/50 odds people! Longest match of the season and special occasion!" He looked over.. quite a large amount of people were buying what ever they had to offer... Probably bets of some kind....

He turned to the others again, adding onto his earlier statement "Good news guys. Think we're in for some entertainment....."

by **dinoman666** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:08 am

Arqueek tapped his furry chin thoughtfully. "Drinks? Entertainment? New guns?" He clapped his hands together. "You got me there, Thara! Why don't we go check that out over there?" He pointed at the humans who were talking about the bet.

by **Doc 42** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:22 am

Thara shrugged and hissed "Why not? Lets go"

He looked at the others and hissed "You guys know the deal, right?" He stood up and backed away across the stage, nodding to the others as if not expecting an answer.

by **dinoman666** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:24 am

Arqueek nodded enthusiastically and hopped up onto the stage. "Oh, wait, let me just..." He stuck a paw in a pouch on his belt, rummaging for something. "Come on... where is it? For the love of the Horned Rat!" He looked around into the crowd. "Hey Thara, you see anything with a dim green glow down there?" he asked.

by **Doc 42** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 3:24 pm

Thara chuckled and asked "If your talking about the Neoflies, yes" He jerked a head towards 3 slightly glowing insectoid like creatures leaning up against a building some distance away, conversing in hushed tones. He was risking something by calling them that. A Neofly is a nickname for the Kendro, and often seen as derogatory.

Joey was relaxing inside his cabin.... a calming blue sky above him, the sound of waves crashing onto a coast line in the distance.... He took his standard issue military phone out of his pocket, checking the reception. Still nothing. Whatever was jamming the main transmitter had knocked it out too... He could imagine what he would say to his brother right now if he could... Finally out there actually doing it... piloting an Invader warmachine.... Killing.... An image of the civilians in the bunker flashed into his mind... He put away his phone, left wondering if the Sky Fire squad was really for him... A cyclic stick suddenly hurtled into his hand, a pressure pad sliding under his other one. In a flash, the blue sky and relaxing ambience dissappeared. Instead a message flashing up on a holo screen infront of him "New hostile contact, detected. Mission objective within launch range." A new holo screen popped up, bringing him out of the darkness, giving him a clear view of what was going on... he was moving up a hill, several red crosshairs moving towards him in different directions, messages above them reading distance and detection method...
He was nearing the jammer...

by **dinoman666** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 5:02 pm

Arqueek rolled his eyes. "Har har. I mean a piece of Warpstone. I had it in my pocket, but it must've fallen out."

by **The Kingpin** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:32 pm

the Captain chuckled at Alex's comment, finally saying "Very well. there's a good testing area about 80 miles from here, to the north east. as soon as you reach the border of the testing facility, you'll be stopped and signalled for an inspection. standard security procedure. takes a minute or two at the most. just a few drones coming in and scanning things to make sure there's no planet-threatening bomb or something on board ticking away, that sort of thing. we'll meet you there. i've been assigned to supervise all business related to this little shipment of equipment, alongside some of our contractors. if things go well, you may have a lasting business deal on your hands". and with that, he turned back towards the vehicle, the scientist following...

Blaze looked at the twins, who looked back at him, shrugging. In unison, they announced "To the pub!". and with that, the walked off. Blaze looked around, trying to decide whether to follow the twins and see what possibly ways you COULD get drunk aside from drinking, or to follow Thara and Arqueek and hope he didn't end up in the middle of some random crowd of angry aliens. he decided to take the latter, knowing, from what little experience he had, that Thara knew his way around fairly well, and knew better than anyone else on the ship, to his knowledge, on how to have a good time in places like this. maybe he could pick up a few hints while he was at it. he walked towards the crowd, keeping an eye open for the Koult, which was a bit difficult considering the sheer number of different creatures here. he was half expecting a creature that appeared to be made entirely of asses to come stumbling by and try and talk to him by farting up a storm. he sighed and started walking through the crowds, soon spotting Arqueek and Thara a short distance away. he began to move towards them, soon closing in to within a few feet of them. "Hey guys. Arqueek, Thara, care if i tag along?"...

"Markus Tirante, Mikhail Remaro, and Rick Remaro. rather high profile people. and yet, you still get thrown with the rest of the grime of Vardian society. can't say you don't deserve it though" came a woman's voice outside of the energy cells that held the criminals, the high security cells being little more than coffins of energy and steel holding them in place, not allowing them to move. Markus looked up, still slightly groggy and feeling weak from the sedatives the coffin was equipped with, which were only just deactivated to allow him to speak, or see, even if only momentarily. he spotted the woman who was talking, seeing a blond haired, blue eyed woman, roughly in her 20s, staring at him, dressed in a VAMCEB trenchcoat, with a hat with the Milinar 'Guardians' logo. as he focused on her face, he caught sight of her eyes. despite her rather kindly, warm hearted appearance, her ice blue eyes carried a look of intense, chilling coldheartedness that could unnerve even the bravest of men. "You're throwing me into Milinar either way...so what's the point of talking to me now?" said Markus coldly. "Amusement, mostly. you call yourself a Lord, and yet here you are, broken, battered, and no better than any other common thief or criminal. and, knowing the kind of people on Milinar, you won't last very long" said Sergeant Furell calmly. "One day you'll be eating your words...you'll bow before me begging for mercy" said Markus bitterly. he suddenly felt a slight sting in his neck, and things started to slide out of focus. the last thing he heard was Furell's voice saying "you can dream about it all you want...in a prison cell in Milinar, being beaten to death by other inmates"...

by **dinoman666** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:35 pm

Arqueek nodded. "Yeah Blaze, but can you help me find a piece of Warpstone real quick?" He put a paw above his eyes, watching to the ground for the distinctive green glow the stone gave off, even in broad daylight...

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