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Post by Hettar Magruder on Dec 13, 2005 17:05:01 GMT -5
"Well then, seems like I'm part of the rebellion now."
I stand up, and place the drink on the bar. Coming to attention, I salute the man.
"Pappy always said, if you're gonna do something, do it right. Sir."
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Post by Wedge Antilles on Dec 13, 2005 17:14:46 GMT -5
*Tycho returns the Salute*
"Wise words indeed."
(Not really sure what to do . . .)
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Post by Hettar Magruder on Dec 13, 2005 17:24:01 GMT -5
I flip my arm back down, and walk away. Gotta get to the transport. It's about a 10 minute walk. I take long, loping strides, my own gait.
(when I get on the tranport, I'll say I got on, I might say dome other stuff, and then I'll "instantaneoulsy" travel. I don't think we should go to coruscant, though. That is the empire's city. I'll pick a remote location, and say I had no knowledge of where we were going. we'll play it by ear.)
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Post by Drakssus on Dec 13, 2005 17:53:43 GMT -5
(Sorry if I was unclear, I'm in the sim.) *Wedge sticks close to the carrier as the rest of the fighters launch. He sees six Corvette-sized ships deploying fighters. As they form up, one squadren for each carrier, he notices they are uglies, ships made with strange combinations of parts.* "All squadrens form up, S-foils in attack position!" (I deleted that post, lets continue, and by the way, which sqaud lost a man)
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Post by Drakssus on Dec 13, 2005 18:30:26 GMT -5
Drakssus, along with his wingman, deploy first, followed by the rest of Blue Squadren. "You heard the man, lock your S-foils in attack position." The sound of the s-foils locking into place can be heard, as the squadren forms up behind Drakssus. "Commander Antillies, any mission specific orders?"
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Post by Hettar Magruder on Dec 13, 2005 21:02:05 GMT -5
(kill stuff and break people until he tells you to stop)
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Post by Drakssus on Dec 13, 2005 21:36:59 GMT -5
(I'm doing what I'm supposed to do according to the ideals of the Rebellion.....it's complicated)
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Post by Drakssus on Dec 13, 2005 22:09:51 GMT -5
(And read Wedge's post again, he said "Three Corucasnt days", not to Corucasnt)
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Post by Hettar Magruder on Dec 13, 2005 22:12:10 GMT -5
(buh)
(I don't care who's side you are on, that is always your job.)
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Post by Wedge Antilles on Dec 16, 2005 23:50:21 GMT -5
*As Wedge leads the Squadren in a path around the carrier, an alarm on his ship begins to beep franticly. He hears a chorus of chatter that tells him the rest of Red Squadren also are under missle locks. Wedge keeps his cool and speaks calmly but quickly into the helmet mic.*
"Red Squadren, scatter and break the locks. Afterwards form up in pairs and engage enemy bombers!"
*Wedge stomps on a rudder peddle and pulls back on his control yolk. His fighter curves up and around the dorsal side of the carrier. The missle lock breaks and he opens up a frequency to Red Two."
"Duece, did you break your lock?"
"Yes sir, I'm right behind you."
*Wedge lets up on the throttle and sees the other X-Wing move up to his starboard wing. He opens a com to all squadrens.*
"Looks like these are a bit better armed than we anticipated. Watch your tails, this might get tricky! All squadrens protect the carrier, they are armed with missles."
*Wedge and his wingman head to meet the incoming fighters head-on.*
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