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by **The Kingpin** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 9:56 pm

"Sure" said Blaze, as he started looking around, his eyes towards the ground. "What're the chances other people here have it as well?" he asked as he looked around for a green glow...

by **Anaclagon** » Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:27 pm

Piett was kneeling...it was that simple. Before him stood a massive ramp which could support tons upon tons of supplies, soldiers and other military machines. Above him was the dark colored hull of a flagship that was responsible for countless Imperial victories. The main hanger was always usually filled with activity but today at this time was special. Revan once more was going to personally step on Death Star ground and proceed with a final and ultimate meeting in a new operation. Behind Piett was nothing but solid, shiny and clear walk ways but as usually with every important person that comes aboard..security and tradition is followed. Two giant groups of perfectly lined soldiers stood, staring forward..staring at the other group. They held their weapons and stood still like statues. Suddenly the sounds of marching of a large number of people began. Piett looked upward and swallowed..the Dark Lord of the Sith was arriving. Coming down the ramp stood the Dark Lord of the Sith..Darth Revan proceeded to walk down..glaring through his mask towards Piett. Behind the Galactic Emperor was a third escort guard along with several of the Imperial elite ARC Trooper. They proceeded to walk down the ramp for several moments considering its size and length.

"Rise Piett" Revan simply ordered as the Grand Admiral stood up as Revan reached the bottom of the ramp. "Did they recover the Solar Generator?" Revan asked.

"They did my Lord..we also had communications with the Cyper, pre strikes will begin on Geonosis in around 12 hours. In that time..we must hasten our preperations and strike soon. Our element of suprise may be in danger..Cypher reports of some spies monitoring the invasion fleet"

"And what of the Death Star..?" Revan asked.

"They might have...found it exists. But I assure you my Lord, they will have no idea. By the time the Death Star arrives to its intended target..the planet will be destroyed soon enough and our enemies slaughtered..our Empire consits of countless member worlds..invasion for them is not an option.." Piett quickly said..trying to calm the Sith who was angry that their super weapon may now have been discovered.

"Enough..we must press forward..the other Admirals are waiting.." Revan ordered as he proceeded to walk forward without another word, the escort guard behind him followed. Piett stepped back as he just watched the Impieral troopers following Revan marched in abosulute disipline. He had no choice but too run now..

by **dinoman666** » Sat Jan 03, 2009 1:07 am

"Next to nothing," replied Arqueek, hopping down into the crowd. "Only Skaven are naturally immune to Warpstone's radioactive effects when you touch it."

by **The Kingpin** » Sat Jan 03, 2009 10:52 am

Blaze's eyes widened slightly. he had to watch himself. he didn't want to end up with radiation poisoning. after a few minutes of searching, he spotted a faint green glow on the ground not far away. "Hey Arqueek, found it". usually, he'd get it himself, but with the concept of radiation poisoning nipping at his mind, he decided against it. he wanted to be able to see his family again without scaring them with a third eye in a place it didn't belong, or an extra arm...

by **dinoman666** » Sat Jan 03, 2009 6:20 pm

Arqueek made his way to Blaze, seeing the small green stone sitting on the ground. Smiling, he patted Blaze on the back. "Thanks, I'm going to need this!" The Skaven picked the Warpstone up and immediately plopped it into his mouth, swallowing it whole. Shaking his head for a moment, he said, "Alright, let's go find Thara."

by **Anaclagon** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 1:47 am

"Poor Kaine..rumors report that he was going to be offically promoted to Grand Admial..its a shame that his defeat-" The Grand Admirals in the room froze for a moment as the sound of the entry door slid open. The sounds of armored boots hitting the floor as the armored Dark Lord of the Sith walked in..just in time to hear what one of the Grand Admirals had stated which only confirmed Piett's previous message. The door closed behind him as several ARC Trooper took poistions around the room, clutching their weapons as they stood there like statues..without a word..their roders were simple. Revan slowly walked around the table that seated the 11 other Grand Admirals as Piett just stood there..eyeing his seat but was almost too scared enough to do so ."Have a seat Admiral.." Revan stated after several silent moments. Piett did so without question, quickly taking a seat as he looked through the others. The youngest Grand Admiral was Admiral Thrawn himself..fully aware of his past mentor's death. It was Kaine who had taught him soo much..

"Word has reached my ears of some..weapon that managed to cripple an Imperial Task Force and resulted in the loss in the first Executor Class Star Dreadnought. Not only was that small unit olbiterated..Fleet Admiral Kaine was also killed" Revan said as he continued to slowly walk around the table..his Sith eyes remain hidden due to his mask.

"My Lord..Kaine felt that he could capture the Jedi which has been tracked there..sadly Grevious manaed to arrive as well..it was just a matter of-" The Grand Admiral was swiftly cut off.

"I did not ask you to speak Admiral Zinji..I did not ask any of you to speak..We've allowed this cybrog general to rise into power and managed to do what countless enemies could not. Grevious has shown that we are not truely invincible..he has shown that even the Galactic Empire can take losses...why..why must Grevious even exist? Rebels were to be killed at once and rebel armies were killed in a matter of days but somehow..Grevious has grown in strength, made several allies and now has a chance to halt our Galactic Expansion...I alone have led the military in conquest and have done so. You however were the elite men who would aid him but now I find..you..relaxing..and doing NOTHING about Grevious" Revan said.

"My Lord..please if you will just-" The second grand admiral was silenced with an invisible iron grip that claimed his throat..Revan's force mastery clearly showing as he did not even need to raise his arms..only imagine it. " I again did not ask any of you to speak...because of this shameful loss and the other several..steps back..I should have all of you executed at this very..moment" Revan threatened. "You wonder why we suffer losses..its simply this. You do not have any fighting spirit..you have no pride..you believe that in the end, all troubles will be dealt with. You believed that a mighty Sith Lord running a Galactic Empire will do what is required and crush all our foes. The Death Star was placed back into service because you all have failed me.." Revan finally finished as he continued to look around..the thoughts of the Grand Admirals remained silent..keeping them to their own, fully aware that Revan can simply read them at any moment. Execution was possible..and perhaps the next thing for them. Even breathing felt like torture..

by **dinoman666** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:14 am

Grievous ducked under the MagnaGuard's swing, sidestepping while still in a crouch, before thrusting one his sabers into the droid's back. Without pulling the blade back out, he lifted up and over, slamming the MagnaGuard into the ground in front of him with such force it dented the droid's body beyond recognition. Pulling the blade out, Grievous looked around at the rest of his wrecked MagnaGuards, all either in pieces or utterly destroyed. The cyborg general looked towards the battle droids who had watched the duel in the training arena from the far wall. "Any droids that can be salvaged, take them to the repair bay," he ordered sharply. A chorus of "Roger rogers" answered him, as the B1s carted away those MagnaGuards that were still in functional condition. Grievous lifted his Lightsabers with a look of satisfaction. The two he held now were of particular value to him, mainly because of their appearances. One used a compressed gold crystal, making the blade gold and shimmering instead of straight and still. The other was even stranger. The blade was completely black, emanating a purplish glow. The Jedi he had gotten them from were especially skilled opponents, as he remembered. It took him a while to finally outsmart and dispatch them. He sheathed the blades and put them on his belt. He grabbed his cloak from one of the waiting droids, donning it and heading back to where Galen and PROXY had been imprisoned, to see if the human had come up with a decision. If not, he'd probably just kill them to get them out of his hair.

by **Tediz** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:37 am

Galen looked up for a moment, hearing someone coming.

by **dinoman666** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:40 am

Grievous walked towards the cell, looking inside. "So human," he growled, "I'm in a slightly better mood since you decided to sneak in. Maybe if you agree to my offer, I may treat you a little better, hm?"

by **Tediz** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:44 am

Galen looked up at him. "... What offer?"

by **dinoman666** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:46 am

Grievous narrowed his eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, Force-user. Be my apprentice, and I won't have you executed for trespassing and attempting to steal one of my trophies."

by **Tediz** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:48 am

Galen looked up at him, confused. "I... Uhh..... Sure?"

by **dinoman666** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:50 am

After a short pause, Grievous nodded. "Good." The finlike antennae on his head twitched slightly, and the cell force field shut off, as did the one holding PROXY. "Come with me." He stood up straight and walked down the corridor. If Galen tried to run, he wouldn't make it very far anyway...

by **Tediz** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:50 am

Galen got up, wearily walking behind Grievous... PROXY was to damaged to move.

by **dinoman666** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:53 am

A couple of Buzz Droids scampered into the cell with PROXy, with the intent on fixing the damage inflicted upon him by Grievous. Meanwhile, the cyborg waked back to the training arena turning around and tossing Galen's father's saber hilt to him. "Now then, it's about time I knew your name. It would be rather wearisome to keep calling you 'human.'"

by **Tediz** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:55 am

Galen grabbed it, looking at him. "... I already told you no Droid."

by **dinoman666** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 4:57 am

Grievous ignited his own saber, the one with the compressed gold crystal in it. "Very well. I might as well give you a nickname to remember you by, then. You'll just be 'Apprentice' then, I guess." he was considering something a bit more imaginative, but thought against it.

by **Tediz** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 5:02 am

Galen lit his own Lightsaber, looking at him. "Don't really care what you call me, Droid... What are we doing?"

by **dinoman666** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 5:05 am

"First, I am to be called Grievous, not Droid!" Grievous snarled. "Second, we are going to duel, and I'm going to see ho you do against just one Lightsaber, for now. I doubt you'll need to worry about foes with many more than that." He tapped a button on the hilt of his saber, setting it to training mode. "Yours is already set to training mode. It won't cut through anything, but it can sting and bruise, so be prepared."

by **Tediz** » Sun Jan 04, 2009 5:08 am

Galen looked at him for a moment. He looked at the Lightsaber, then back at Grievous... He threw it on the ground and turned around, starting to walk away.

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