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A 3-D map opens, and a crosshair pinpoints a location: The Dragon Mountains, Coredia, Earth.

Fifty-year-old genius Professor Wiggum was working hard on his latest project: creating a wormhole network more versatile than the Stargates, more portable than Hyperdrives and more useful than Microsoft Windows. He has theorized that it may be possible to travel through time with his new invention, but he decided that it would be more useful as a transportation device. So with his sleeves rolled up, he got to work building the supercomputer that would be able to use the quirky quantum physics of Hyperspace Mechanics to create a wormhole that will take people from one faraway system to another.

Hour after hour, day after day, Professor Wiggum worked, his assistants giving him food and water as he was too consumed with his project to do it himself. He worked so hard that he sometimes forgot to eat and drink until his body literally screamed its needs. He also slept little, dozing off here and there, and drinking more coffee than is probably healthy. But the Professor worked on, determined to succeed in his project. The price of failure did not even bear thinking...

He was most definitely not alone. There was the whiz kid computer expert named Justin Thyme and other computer guys who worked on the software programs. There was Ed Nigenir, the engineer who worked on the hardware, especially the terabyte upon terabyte of hard drive space that would be needed for the project, more than what was in the Jedi Academy Holomap Room! There was Jedi Master David Permian, the Order’s resident expert on hyperphysics and works as extra security. Then Council Member Alex Masaki and Ninja Master Tsunade pops in once in a while to offer their inputs on matters of teleportation, which is an obscure but useful branch of hyperphysics for the project. And then there were the apprentices and assistants who worked their butts off to keep the project working.

Then, three years, five months, twenty days, fifteen hours, thirty-five minutes and two seconds after the project began to much fanfare, the Professor was ready to activate the Quantochrono Supercomputer™ as it was officially called. A hypermatter fusion reactor powers the computer and all that it’s supposed to work with, from coordinates of the known Multiverse to Solitaire games. Everyone had on goggles and lab coats, and anticipated what would happen next. The Professor did the honor of activating the switch that turned on the supercomputer. He pulled down the traditional switch and the power went out in several cities for a moment.

“Whoops. Used too much power that first time.” The Professor chuckled sheepishly. Then the power companies regulated the power and it returned. The supercomputer’s screen, however...

It was filled with a slightly purple background and a large CGI head was found sleeping with a nightcap on a pillow. He had blond, whippy Elvis-like hair and a pair of glasses.

“Justin? Who is this AI?” The Professor asked.

“Uh.” The boy leafed through his notes. “He’s called ‘The Chief’. We decided it would be more user-friendly if there was an AI figure to help us along with the project.”

“Nice.” The Professor then cleared his throat. “Ahem. Chief?”

The Elvis-haired guy continued snoring, annoying the Professor. “CHIEF!”

“Yaaah!” The disemboweled head woke up to find several people staring at him. “Oh. You just interrupted a most wonderful dream...”

“Yes, yes. Pleased to meet you too. I am Professor Peter Wiggum. These are my assistants, Justin Thyme amd Ed Nigenir. This is Jedi Master David Permian, and his apprentice Jeffery Lucifer. There’s a lot more people, but we’re just the first.”

“Oh. Pleased to meet you all. Now,” A small pair of hands appeared and rubbed together as if in anticipation. “What can I do for you peoples?”

“Oh, We just figured out how to create a wormhole to get to another planet from here...” Professor Wiggum started.

“Ah, let’s see...” The Chief pulled out a book from nowhere and started reading. “Hmm...ACME HQ, nope...Sith Lords, bah....how to make Grandma’s Turkey Surprise, yummy but nope...ah, here we go. It’s this Chronoskimmer Wormhole Project, right?”

“Yes it is.” The Professor nodded.

“Hmm. It seems that there are two things left to do. Test the wormhole itself, and send volunteers through. You have suggested sending young people, twenty-five years of age and younger, through first. Right?”

The Professor nodded. “It has come to my attention that someone of my age would be hard-pressed to go through because of possible hard landings and things like that. I have suggested that a team of youngsters because they are more resilent than us older people.”

“Hey! I’m not old, just well-preserved!” The Chief retorted. “Ok...let’s do it. I shall send word to all parts of the multiverse for young people to journey here for the test. Player Jeffery?”

“Why Player?” Jeffery asked even as he pulled out his laptop.

“Sounded like a nice title. Reminds me of a time when I was head of a crime-busting organization...” The Chief mused. “Anyway, Player, hit it!”

“Alrighty. Here we go!” The whiz kid typed fast, and then...

A message in chat rooms, message boards, school zones, malls, video game centers, and more appeared:

“Greetings, all people twenty five standard years and younger. I am the Chief, no last name. I invite you (and news crews as well) to our wonderful planet of Earth, country name: Coredia, for a demonstration that is out of this world! The fine scientists of the Coreworlds have discovered a way to travel nearly instantaneously from one star system to another, bypassing most conventional means of such travel entirely! It even doesn’t need fancy ring-shaped objects to do the work! So kids, come on down and enter a world of epic proportions!”

OOC:
Yeah, like the Chief said, it’s my biggest project of the year. It’s also an open MT/FT RP, so crack your knuckles and prepare to join a story!

RULES TO FOLLOW TO THE LETTER:

1. No more than three people, age 25 or under from any one nation. I will lead the teams. Special powers (since I use Jedi/ninjas) are allowed, but don’t go overboard. Apprentice level of power only.

2. Weapons are allowed, either MT or FT. No weapon bigger than a rifle or more powerful than smoke/stink bombs. There will be enemies to fight, but nothing horribly tough or dangerous. Just be prepared. Deaths are unlikely, but injuries are likely, so pack a medical kit as well.

3. You must have an introduction of your character(s) at least one paragraph long (5 good sentences). Any shorter and you will not be allowed to participate. Proper spelling and grammar is encouraged as well.

4. The Chief is God. Don’t mess with him.

5. First person to guess where I got the Chief and the word Chronoskimmer from will get a prize: Congrats, Mini Miehm. Honorable Mention: Theao.

6. Did I mention don’t mess with the Chief?

7. OOC/Sign up thread will be here (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=9294262#post9294262). USE IT OR DIE!

8. And most important of all: Don't mess with the Chief! :D

Curufinwe was a young protoss, equivalent to about 23 years old for a human, he would find this new project he'd heard about in the bars and on the docks, something about a chronoskimmer, he would look into this, maybe he'd be able to quiet his wander lust with this, and maybe he could learn a thing or two along the way. He was decided, he went to the building where the projectwas housed and inquired about getting involved, he needed a purpiose, or else he was lost, this might just be his purpose.

Curufinwe was a young protoss, equivalent to about 23 years old for a human, he would find this new project he'd heard about in the bars and on the docks, something about a chronoskimmer, he would look into this, maybe he'd be able to quiet his wander lust with this, and maybe he could learn a thing or two along the way. He was decided, he went to the building where the projectwas housed and inquired about getting involved, he needed a purpiose, or else he was lost, this might just be his purpose.
"Hey there." A young man of about 18 years of age said. "You in for the Project?"

James was walking in the mall saw the bulletin board and decided to check it out. "Chronoskimmer? Sounds interesting, and fun." He headed to the S-board lock-up. He hopped on his S-board, and headed to the location of the new and possibly fun activity. As he S-boarded, he began working on muilt-variable factor equations, to improve his S-boards speed, distance and manuverability. By the time he'd arrived he had come up with at three different possible ways of improving it.
He found two other talking, "Is this where you join this project?"

"Hey there." A young man of about 18 years of age said. "You in for the Project?"

"Yes, I am, do you know where I should go to signup?"

James was walking in the mall saw the bulletin board and decided to check it out. "Chronoskimmer? Sounds interesting, and fun." He headed to the S-board lock-up. He hopped on his S-board, and headed to the location of the new and possibly fun activity. As he S-boarded, he began working on muilt-variable factor equations, to improve his S-boards speed, distance and manuverability. By the time he'd arrived he had come up with at three different possible ways of improving it.
He found two other talking, "Is this where you join this project?"
"Yes. By the way, the name's Jeremy. I'm one of the travellers." Jeremy said.

"Yes, I am, do you know where I should go to signup?"
"Uh...right over at that table." He said, where there were two people waiting for entrants. There was a sign-up sheet and a disclaimer sheet to sign.

"Mine's James, James Cook." James said, he then walked over to the sign-up booth. He began reading the disclaimer and sign-up sheets.

"Yes. By the way, the name's Jeremy. I'm one of the travellers." Jeremy said.


"Uh...right over at that table." He said, where there were two people waiting for entrants. There was a sign-up sheet and a disclaimer sheet to sign.

"Thank you, Jeremy, I appreciate the help, I'm new around here, and I'm still getting the hang of the language." If Jeremy had concventrated on what was being said he would have realised that the protoss' mouth wasn't moving, the words he heard were all in his mind.

Curufinwe went over to the table and signed both sheets of paper, hs signature wasn't exactly in a language that was legible to humans, but it was obviously a signature.

Being one of the other Jedi apprentices on the project, Jeremy sensed the telepathy. "No prob. Lemme show you where's the whole thing going to be."

The disclaimer was a waiver for any liability to injuries, maiming, sickness incurred, loss of limb or blood, or death. Meaning the Project isn't responsible for anything that happens while on the Project.

James signed in, he then set his S-board on hover, pulled out a book and began reading.

ooc: the book was something on the order of advanced molecular theory or something like that.

SECRET IC:

A cloaked YT-1300 transport hovered above the project's sight (OOC: is it The Dragon Mountains?), consisting of (Kirtir) Apprentice Shamman and his HK "Protocal" Droid (HK-59).

"Querry: Are we going to be killing some of these Jedi Scum Master? My trigger finger is getting rather twitchy."

"Save it '59. Here, I'm going to program something into you."

"Yelling Answer: MASTER! WHAT ARE YOU.... So, were shall be begin with the Meatbag targets?"

"That's better. Heh, that'll raise some eyebrows on those Jedi."

"Sarcastic Question: What, Jedi Scum?"

"No '59, the new 'Meatbag' term. What do you think?"

"Speculation: Rather humorous master."

"Ok, lets park here."

"Warning: Master, are you sure of this? The Jedi Meatbags could spot us."

"I've programed the ship's computer to go back up into space and hide in the asteroid field while we're away on the 'Project.' They'll never detect it."

IC:

Sharmman then grabbed onto HK-59's arm and a puff of black smoke appeared from benieth them as they were teleported to the project's enterance. The apperated infront of a starttled assistant.

"Greetings. I am Malkir Apprentice Shamman. I'm here for the Chronoskimmer project thing. This is my protocal droid, HK-59."

Sharmman then grabbed onto HK-59's arm and a puff of black smoke appeared from benieth them as they were teleported to the project's enterance. The apperated infront of a starttled assistant.

"Greetings. I am Malkir Apprentice Shamman. I'm here for the Chronoskimmer project thing. This is my protocal droid, HK-59."
"Uh, ok. There is the sign-up table." The girl named Moegi said. She is a ninja and she has been tasked to join Jeremy on the trip. "By the way, I'm Moegi."

She wore a pink top and short shorts, as well as an assortment of ninja gear in a holster on her right leg and a pouch on her waist, not to mention a .38 Special in a gun holster on her left.

"Uh, ok. There is the sign-up table." The girl named Moegi said. She is a ninja and she has been tasked to join Jeremy on the trip. "By the way, I'm Moegi."

She wore a pink top and short shorts, as well as an assortment of ninja gear in a holster on her right leg and a pouch on her waist, not to mention a .38 Special in a gun holster on her left.

Though annoyed by the girl (he never got along with them), he didn't want to throw away his desguise. "Hi. I am Apprentice Shamman. I represent what remains of the Malkir, who were almost wiped out by the Kirtir nearly 4000 years ago in my culture. By the way, this is my protocal droid. HK-59."

"Statement: Greetings meatbag Moegi. As my master has told you, I am a proud HK protocal droid and a rather expencive one as well. My master often call's me '59."

"Sorry about the 'meatbag' thing my droid said. It's programed into him somehow. Personally, it would be rather funny if he uses it on the right people."

Moegi's red ponytails wiggled in irritation at the protocol droid's introduction. "Hello there...'59'. Ok. You guys sign up here and make sure you read the disclaimer."

Moegi's red ponytails wiggled in irritation at the protocol droid's introduction. "Hello there...'59'. Ok. You guys sign up here and make sure you read the disclaimer."


Shamman walked up to the desk and signed his name in. EDIT: His Lightsaber Whip and single-hilt lightsaber glittered from a ray of light. "What do you mean by 'disclaimer?' I don't remember anything like that."

She pulled a magnifying glass out of nowhere and went to the fine print of the disclaimer:

The disclaimer was a waiver for any liability to injuries, maiming, sickness incurred, loss of limb or blood, or death. In other words, the Project isn't responsible for anything that happens while on the Project.

Raoul Châterneau has done a lot of thing in his life time. Became a made man at the age of 16. Now, this project would be the next set for him. Something called ‘Chronoskimmer’. So, he packed a back pack with more ammo, food, and medical kits and head to where this Chronoskimmer was at. He arrived at the place, he looked around before he walked over to table. “Is the sign-up table?” he asked in a Cajun accent.

She pulled a magnifying glass out of nowhere and went to the fine print of the disclaimer:

The disclaimer was a waiver for any liability to injuries, maiming, sickness incurred, loss of limb or blood, or death. In other words, the Project isn't responsible for anything that happens while on the Project.

"Huh. Not like anything's going to happen to me anyways. I got my droid here. And the force is with me." The Dark Side, anyways. He thought to himself.

He looked down and knoticed her gun. "Say, what type of gun is that?"

Raoul Châterneau has done a lot of thing in his life time. Became a made man at the age of 16. Now, this project would be the next set for him. Something called ‘Chronoskimmer’. So, he packed a back pack with more ammo, food, and medical kits and head to where this Chronoskimmer was at. He arrived at the place, he looked around before he walked over to table. “Is the sign-up table?” he asked in a Cajun accent.
"Yes it is. Don't forget to read the disclaimer." Moegi said, before turning back to the previous question. "It's a .38 Special pistol. Slugthrower to you spaceboys. Not as clean as a blaster, but it does the job for me."

"Yes it is. Don't forget to read the disclaimer." Moegi said

"Okay, the name is Raoul Châterneau." said Raoul as he signed his name and read the disclaimer. "When is this going to start?" he asked.

"Yes it is. Don't forget to read the disclaimer." Moegi said, before turning back to the previous question. "It's a .38 Special pistol. Slugthrower to you spaceboys. Not as clean as a blaster, but it does the job for me."


"Huh. It's whatever works I guess. Of course, I prefer to use the force. Then again.... *Points to his lightsaber whip,* I'm one of the few who know how to propperly use this type of weapon."

"Okay, the name is Raoul Châterneau." said Raoul as he signed his name and read the disclaimer. "When is this going to start?" he asked.
"Oh, it won't be long." Moegi said. "The Chief just needs to find the right spot for the trip, and then there's probably a couple more people coming in."

James watched each of the new members, taking note of each on them.

"Huh. It's whatever works I guess. Of course, I prefer to use the force. Then again.... *Points to his lightsaber whip,* I'm one of the few who know how to propperly use this type of weapon."
"Cool weapon. I know a friend who can use it..." The 16 year old girl said.

"Oh, it won't be long." Moegi said. "The Chief just needs to find the right spot for the trip, and then there's probably a couple more people coming in."

"Oh...okay." he said "I'm going to meet the other members of the team." Raoul walked over to Jeremy. "Hi." he said "I'm Raoul Châterneau." He looked at the boy's side and saw a metal rod thing. "What is your name? And what is that thing?"

James had the S-board take him over to the group of others, "Hi, my name is James, what are your names?"

James had the S-board take him over to the group of others, "Hi, my name is James, what are your names?"

“Raoul Châterneau.” said Raoul to the young kid on a S-board.

"Oh...okay." he said "I'm going to meet the other members of the team." Raoul walked over to Jeremy. "Hi." he said "I'm Raoul Châterneau." He looked at the boy's side and saw a metal rod thing. "What is your name? And what is that thing?"
"I'm Jeremy." Then the brown-haired boy noticed him asking about the lightsaber. "Oh, this? This is a lightsaber, a sign of my being a Jedi."

He was looking around for someone. Where's that Christopher! He was supposed to be here an hour ago!

"I'm Jeremy." Then the brown-haired boy noticed him asking about the lightsaber. "Oh, this? This is a lightsaber, a sign of my being a Jedi."

"Nice to meet you, Jeremy." said Rauol "A lightsaber, like that movie Star Wars. That is something cool, I didn't know Jedi were real."

"Nice to meet you, Jeremy." said Rauol "A lightsaber, like that movie Star Wars. That is something cool, I didn't know Jedi were real."
"Heh. We just don't like to advertise that. Fans would swamp us!" Jeremy smiled.

"Nice to meet you Raoul." James said as he got off the S-board and slung it over his shoulder.

"Oh...okay." he said "I'm going to meet the other members of the team." Raoul walked over to Jeremy. "Hi." he said "I'm Raoul Châterneau." He looked at the boy's side and saw a metal rod thing. "What is your name? And what is that thing?"

"This is a Lightsaber Whip which my master helped me create. It's one of the few in the universe. I've seen very few people use these.


"Cool weapon. I know a friend who can use it..." The 16 year old girl said.

"Is it this one you're talking about? *Pulls out the lightsaber*. A Lightsaber, perhapse, but not the Whip. Only those truely skilled in weaponery can wield these. My master said I was one of the best he's seen in over 2000 years."

"Another thing that's unique about both of these swords is their blade."

Shamman activated the blades of both the Lightsaber Whip and Lightsaber and they glowed a dark black color. The Lightsaber blade extended in it's usual *Hiss* *hum,* except with a more of a spooky tone to it.

"I was looking randomly in a chest of saber crystals and I came across two of these. They are worth well over 100,000,000,000 Credits(OOC: USD) a crystal on the market these days. Rumor has it, they're worth a trillion credits."

"I'm Jeremy." Then the brown-haired boy noticed him asking about the lightsaber. "Oh, this? This is a lightsaber, a sign of my being a Jedi."

He was looking around for someone. Where's that Christopher! He was supposed to be here an hour ago!

OOC: Can Jeremy and Shamman have a showdown of a sort in the end?
I forgot he was one of the only other force wielder here.

"Heh. We just don't like to advertise that. Fans would swamp us!" Jeremy smiled.

"Well, Jeremy, I'm a mutant." said Raoul "I have heat-casting powers allows me to create flames from my hands.”

"Nice to meet you Raoul." James said as he got off the S-board and slung it over his shoulder.

“You, too.” he said.

"This is a Lightsaber Whip which my master helped me create. It's one of the few in the universe. I've seen very few people use these.


“So, you’re a Jedi too.” said Raoul. “Two Jedis in one group. What are the odds for that?”

OOC: Can Jeremy and Shamman have a showdown of a sort in the end?
I forgot he was one of the only other force wielder here.
OOC: Sure.

IC:
"Yeah." Moegi nodded. "My friend can use lightsaber whips. He's a very strong opponent."

"Force users, they are such annoying gits." James though with a chuckle.

After being out of the Transylvanian army for six months, Jonathan Belmont was getting bored. What does 24 years old former sniper do after the army? he ask himself everyday. One day, he was on-line when the message appeared on his computer screen.

‘Greetings, all people twenty five standard years and younger. I am the Chief, no last name. I invite you (and news crews as well) to our wonderful planet of Earth, country name: Coredia, for a demonstration that is out of this world! The fine scientists of the Coreworlds have discovered a way to travel nearly instantaneously from one star system to another, bypassing most conventional means of such travel entirely! It even doesn’t need fancy ring-shaped objects to do the work! So kids, come on down and enter a world of epic proportions!’

“Now, that is something I would like.” said Jonathan. So, he packed his HK MSG-90A1 sniper rifle in its case with ten more clips. Then he put his dagger in its place. He packed a small pack with some MREs and a first aide kit. As he headed outside, he putted on sunglasses. He arrived at the Chronoskimmer’s place and walked up to the sign-up table. “Jonathan Belmont reporting for the mission.” he said to the young lady behind the table.

"Very well. Please sign here." The assistant pointed to a sign-up sheet with some names already on it. "And be sure to read the disclaimer. We're not liable for any injury or loss of life, is what it basically says."

Kai tapped the nearest crewman on the shoulder, with serenity behind him
Umm, we are the subjects from the confederacy empire?

Kai tapped the nearest crewman on the shoulder, with serenity behind him
Umm, we are the subjects from the confederacy empire?
OOC: A little short. A little longer, more detail about them, please. Like so:

IC:
The one he tapped on the shoulders was a short, black-haired kid, about thirteen years of age. He had a cowboy hat, a leather trenchcoat, red, plaid, untucked shirt underneath and a pair of jeans on. He would have been a normal (if a fan of Westerns) kid, but for the fact that he wielded in his double belt-holsters a pair of DL-44 heavy blaster pistols (the same ones that Han Solo uses) and has a laser rifle on his back. Big guns for a little kid! The boy turned around and smiled. "Uh, hi! My name is Christopher. You're here for the big trip, right?"

Zaine Smiled and gave the kid a thumbs up jokingly

Yep kid. Im unfortunately the Emperor of my Nation, Kay Yamato. Thats not my full name, but i hate my full name.

Serenity smiled and hugged Kai, her ears flopping around

Im Serenity Inutaisho, soon to be Serenity Yamato, and im second in command of Kai's team.

She smiled and pulled of Kai's Beret, revealing his fox ears which she started pulling

And Kai-san is so cuddly-wuggly.

OOc: you can quote that.

James walked over and looked the kitsune up and down, taking in both the male and female. "Hi, I'm James Cook." He said as he offered his hand.

Kai took his hand and shook it." Im kai Sergei Chin Rapheal Ericks Rem Jones Krypto Pierre Yamato. But you can call me Kai. And that is serenity Inutaisho, my fiance..." Kai looked over to serenity who was hugging Christopher to her chest." Ohhhh, You are so Cuuute! When i get married to Kai, im gonna adopt you." Kai Sweatdropped and looked around." Normally she is a tomboy, but she gets like this sometimes."

Zaine Smiled and gave the kid a thumbs up jokingly

Yep kid. Im unfortunately the Emperor of my Nation, Kay Yamato. Thats not my full name, but i hate my full name.

Serenity smiled and hugged Kai, her ears flopping around

Im Serenity Inutaisho, soon to be Serenity Yamato, and im second in command of Kai's team.

She smiled and pulled of Kai's Beret, revealing his fox ears which she started pulling

And Kai-san is so cuddly-wuggly.

OOc: you can quote that.
Yuck. Lovestruck demons... The boy made a face. Well, he'll learn about love one day. "We don't get many kitsunes or inus around here. I'm the third and last traveller from around here."

Kai took his hand and shook it." Im kai Sergei Chin Rapheal Ericks Rem Jones Krypto Pierre Yamato. But you can call me Kai. And that is serenity Inutaisho, my fiance..." Kai looked over to serenity who was hugging Christopher to her chest." Ohhhh, You are so Cuuute! When i get married to Kai, im gonna adopt you." Kai Sweatdropped and looked around." Normally she is a tomboy, but she gets like this sometimes."
Big sweatdrop from the boy. "Hey! Lemme go!"

He managed to get himself off and brushed himself off. "Sheesh."

Kai simply sweatdropped."So Chris, where is theportal/stargate/chronoskipper thingy anyway?" Kai put an arm around serenity, who started playing with his ears again. "Ohhh Kai-san, Your ears are so cuddly-wuddly!" Kai sighed." um Serenity-kun, can you go back to being a tomboy?" Serenity kissed him and stopped pulling his ears, and held onto him instead.

"Uh. The Chief will tell us in time. For now, you sign up here, and like everyone around here, you read the disclaimer." Christopher said, showing them the disclaimer of liability to anything nasty that happens.

Kai and serenity read it and signed it, then kai looked up in the sky." HOLY SHIT! Those are Vilencian ships up there engaged in a battle!"

Kai and serenity read it and signed it, then kai looked up in the sky." HOLY SHIT! Those are Vilencian ships up there engaged in a battle!"
"Really?" The youngest member of the whole team whipped out a telescope from nowhere and looked up. "Where?"

Kai pointed up towards the North star."See, thats The Vilencian fleet... WOah, they brought the Mor NOva and the Charybodis, along with most of the fleet, along with our allies Relative LIberty and it seems we are fighting Cassiopea?"

"Oh, yeah. I see now!" Christopher said. "Wow, look at them go!"

Kai smiled" Yep, Nothing else comes close to them"

"Yeah." Then a sound like a 'sssbeeowww' went through the area with all the people milling around. The head of the Chief appeared on a high screen.

http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/4118/chief2.jpg
OOC: If you remember this guy, you're as big a Carmen Sandiego fan as I am! :D

"Hey ho everyone! Nice of you to come and join us! We have thirty more minutes before everything is ready! Please be sure that all your belongings are with you and wait a little bit longer. Thank you!"

OOC: i remember him for some reason.......

Kai and Serenity grabbed their bags."So thats cheif."

“So, you’re a Jedi too.” said Raoul. “Two Jedis in one group. What are the odds for that?”

"Actually, I'm not a Jedi but a Malkir. We're trained on a higher scale of the force than the Jedi are. Our ranking is also mor powerfull than those of the Jedi/Sith ranking. Take me for example; I'm a Malkir Padawan learner(AKA Apprentice). My powers are thus equal to what would be called a "Jedi" rank, the next level up from Padawan and and it would keep on like that. We also have a choice of studdies: Force Master or a Weapons Master. I've chosen Weapons Master. I've been trained to handle all sorts of weaponery. Even been trained to fight without the force. We're also not bounded to the 'Jedi Code.' We've found that you can use some dark side powers as well as the Light Side without actually falling to the dark side because we'd be helping the greater good. That's out justification anyways." Or my Lies for using Dark Side powers....


OOC:
CoreWorlds, quick Lightsaber question for you. Is there actually an Lightsaber Whip? I thought I made that up for my nation. Just currious.



Kai and serenity read it and signed it, then kai looked up in the sky." HOLY SHIT! Those are Vilencian ships up there engaged in a battle!"

"Anything we can do? I've been trained to fly space ships. I even have my own modified YT-1300 with some..... Special modifications."

"Yeah." Then a sound like a 'sssbeeowww' went through the area with all the people milling around. The head of the Chief appeared on a high screen.

http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/4118/chief2.jpg
OOC: If you remember this guy, you're as big a Carmen Sandiego fan as I am! :D

"Hey ho everyone! Nice of you to come and join us! We have thirty more minutes before everything is ready! Please be sure that all your belongings are with you and wait a little bit longer. Thank you!"

OOC: Chief's attitude reminds me thus of Eddy the Computer from Hitchhicker's Guid to the Galaxy.

IC:
Shamman turned to see chief's head. "I've heard of these type of forms.
So I have a question for you. The title of your project, Chronoskimmer Wormhole Project, it sounds like it's got something to do with Chronosia. That's the only empire my people know with the Chrono part in their name anyways."

OOC: Might be a little skeptical in this, mostly because I was reading the entire thread and got a bit confused at parts, but if wrong, then tell me.

IC:

A little late, little eccentric and soft manners, but still wary and careful in her own matters, Mashann felt the clanging of the militaristic catwalk pound into her ears, and the steel heavy bars bouncing amongst themselves, clashing with a loud vibration, as she moved her way along the metal protrait like braces.

The sound of heavy pounding engines reared around, and sparkling dots littered the window with an easy-going emotional feel, as if all worries swept over her and washed away, leaving her mind bare of stress and capitulation. In short, she felt better, looked better, and was more healthy than she had been in years.

"I wonder how this will work out." She mumbled disctreetly to herslef, placing thin layered black leather gloves on her hands, and she donned a brown leather jacket which had barely been able to concel the long reverbrating swrod that dangled delicately from her waist, hung with a thimble white rope and a long metal chain, it was hard to cut it off from the belt that embroidered it's way around her slim waist.

"I hope the crew is happy and cheerful." She hoped to herself, knowing that a successfull project and a certain way of the group that functions could be the tipping success that a project as important as this needs.

"I wonder how would work out." She spoke to herself again, walking still and entering a long airy elevator with a heavy blue shaftlike rod protruding from the top of the large elevator, as she punched in her numbers and the roaring of gears and the turnstile-like belts puled her up towards her destination. "I'm assign to protect and aid, not to kill." She whispered to herself once more, and finally the opening of the elevator jeered open, and she prepared herself for her new, and possibly oddly unforseen, job.

Kai walked to the front of the room, taking a professional air around himself." Well, it seems that everyone is here, so shall we Bgin the briefing?"

"Actually, I'm not a Jedi but a Malkir. We're trained on a higher scale of the force than the Jedi are. Our ranking is also mor powerfull than those of the Jedi/Sith ranking. Take me for example; I'm a Malkir Padawan learner(AKA Apprentice). My powers are thus equal to what would be called a "Jedi" rank, the next level up from Padawan and and it would keep on like that. We also have a choice of studdies: Force Master or a Weapons Master. I've chosen Weapons Master. I've been trained to handle all sorts of weaponery. Even been trained to fight without the force. We're also not bounded to the 'Jedi Code.' We've found that you can use some dark side powers as well as the Light Side without actually falling to the dark side because we'd be helping the greater good. That's out justification anyways." Or my Lies for using Dark Side powers....
"Oh, ok." Jeremy said. "Nice to know that there are other Force-users out there in the galaxy.

OOC:
CoreWorlds, quick Lightsaber question for you. Is there actually an Lightsaber Whip? I thought I made that up for my nation. Just currious.
OOC: Yeah. One of the Jedi Apprentice books (the one with Padawan Ob-Wan Kenobi and Master Qui-Gon Jinn) has a character with a lightwhip.

"Anything we can do? I've been trained to fly space ships. I even have my own modified YT-1300 with some..... Special modifications."
"Uh. I don't think we'll need a spacecraft. From what I hear, the project won't take vehicles larger than landspeeders." Moegi said.

OOC: Chief's attitude reminds me thus of Eddy the Computer from Hitchhicker's Guid to the Galaxy.
OOC: Yeah, he's pretty much as happy-go-lucky and comical as you can have from AI.

IC:
Shamman turned to see chief's head. "I've heard of these type of forms.
So I have a question for you. The title of your project, Chronoskimmer Wormhole Project, it sounds like it's got something to do with Chronosia. That's the only empire my people know with the Chrono part in their name anyways."
"Oh no, my friend. It has nothing to do with that nation, no-sirree! It actually comes from the ancient Latin word for Time, which is also incidently chronos. Chronos was also an ancient Greek god, the father of Zeus. Zeus was the one who eventually defeated his own father to take the throne." The chief produced pictures of the Greek gods. "Talk about family feuds!"

"Very well. Please sign here." The assistant pointed to a sign-up sheet with some names already on it. "And be sure to read the disclaimer. We're not liable for any injury or loss of life, is what it basically says."

Jonathan Belmont signed his name and read the disclaimer. After he did that, he walked over to an open table and places his gun case on it. He unpacked his HK MSG-90A1 sniper rifle and put its sling on. He placed the extra ten clips and a box of ammo in the pack. Then with the rifle over his right shoulder, he walked over to the group of people.

Rauol watched Belmont arrive at the place. I know him. he said to himself. Rauol has heard of what Belmont did in Macedonia then what he did Albania. Belmont had over 60 confirmed kills of high-rank military officer of Macedonian Army and Albanian Army. He was about to talked to him when this huge Elvis-looking head appear on the screen. Thirty minutes. Okay. he said to himself.

Raoul listened to Shamman and said, “Okay.”

Kai Poked the Malikir on the back."So, your the Force user ive heard about. My names kai, and ive been trained in the ways of the force as well."

"Oh, ok." Jeremy said. "Nice to know that there are other Force-users out there in the galaxy.


OOC: Yeah. One of the Jedi Apprentice books (the one with Padawan Ob-Wan Kenobi and Master Qui-Gon Jinn) has a character with a lightwhip.


"Uh. I don't think we'll need a spacecraft. From what I hear, the project won't take vehicles larger than landspeeders." Moegi said.


OOC: Yeah, he's pretty much as happy-go-lucky and comical as you can have from AI.

IC:

"Oh no, my friend. It has nothing to do with that nation, no-sirree! It actually comes from the ancient Latin word for Time, which is also incidently chronos. Chronos was also an ancient Greek god, the father of Zeus. Zeus was the one who eventually defeated his own father to take the throne." The chief produced pictures of the Greek gods. "Talk about family feuds!"


"Sooo... When does this little project start? And who's teamed up with who?"

Kai Poked the Malikir on the back."So, your the Force user ive heard about. My names kai, and ive been trained in the ways of the force as well."

"Really? What is your special ability... If any?"

OOC: Might be a little skeptical in this, mostly because I was reading the entire thread and got a bit confused at parts, but if wrong, then tell me.

IC:

A little late, little eccentric and soft manners, but still wary and careful in her own matters, Mashann felt the clanging of the militaristic catwalk pound into her ears, and the steel heavy bars bouncing amongst themselves, clashing with a loud vibration, as she moved her way along the metal protrait like braces.

The sound of heavy pounding engines reared around, and sparkling dots littered the window with an easy-going emotional feel, as if all worries swept over her and washed away, leaving her mind bare of stress and capitulation. In short, she felt better, looked better, and was more healthy than she had been in years.

"I wonder how this will work out." She mumbled disctreetly to herslef, placing thin layered black leather gloves on her hands, and she donned a brown leather jacket which had barely been able to concel the long reverbrating swrod that dangled delicately from her waist, hung with a thimble white rope and a long metal chain, it was hard to cut it off from the belt that embroidered it's way around her slim waist.

"I hope the crew is happy and cheerful." She hoped to herself, knowing that a successfull project and a certain way of the group that functions could be the tipping success that a project as important as this needs.

"I wonder how would work out." She spoke to herself again, walking still and entering a long airy elevator with a heavy blue shaftlike rod protruding from the top of the large elevator, as she punched in her numbers and the roaring of gears and the turnstile-like belts puled her up towards her destination. "I'm assign to protect and aid, not to kill." She whispered to herself once more, and finally the opening of the elevator jeered open, and she prepared herself for her new, and possibly oddly unforseen, job.
"Hey there." The young cowboy-garbed kid Christopher said. "You're in for the project, right?"

"Sooo... When does this little project start? And who's teamed up with who?"
"Our Jedi Council Member, Alex Masaki will be doing the pairing-up. And the project starts in...Ooh. 20 minutes. 'scuse moi, but I gotta finish up some last minute work. Sayonara!" Then the Chief disappeared from the screen.

Serenity pulled out a table." I belive i can answer that with this sheet i made." Kai sweat drooped.

Team 1 :Raoul Châterneau ,Tyr Lagoon , James Cook , Moegi
"Team 1 will be in charge of meeting with Natives

Team 2:Emperor Kai Sergi Chin Rapheal Yamato ,Serenity Inutaisho ,Kirtir Apprentice Sharmam ,HK-47
"Team 2 is in charge of hunting."

Team 3: Jonathan Belmont, Christopher, Jeremy, Curufinwe, Farataj "Crooked-Corners" Mashann , Kristina Severson
"Team 3 is in charge of foraging. These teams are completely balanced in abilities."Kai turned Malikir."Im a great demon, S+ class in fact."

"I am in the project." See smiled with a feverish glean in her eyes, that swiftly dissipated on an instant. Slowly, her eyebrows crinkled, and she made a frown-like face; "Who are you, exactly?"

Kai turned to haer and kissed her hand." my name is Emperor Kai Sergi Chin Rapheal Yamato, and she is." serenity pushed kai outta of the way and held her hand."Im Serenity Inutaisho !"

Serenity pulled out a table." I belive i can answer that with this sheet i made." Kai sweat drooped.

Team 1 :Raoul Châterneau ,Tyr Lagoon , James Cook , Moegi
"Team 1 will be in charge of meeting with Natives

Team 2:Emperor Kai Sergi Chin Rapheal Yamato ,Serenity Inutaisho ,Kirtir Apprentice Sharmam ,HK-47
"Team 2 is in charge of hunting."

Team 3: Jonathan Belmont, Christopher, Jeremy, Curufinwe, Farataj "Crooked-Corners" Mashann , Kristina Severson
"Team 3 is in charge of foraging. These teams are completely balanced in abilities."Kai turned Malikir."Im a great demon, S+ class in fact."

OOC: No one knows he's a Kirtir Apprentice, they think he's a Malkir. Just to maintain secrecy. Also, it's HK-59. Just a friendly reminder.


IC:

"Our Jedi Council Member, Alex Masaki will be doing the pairing-up. And the project starts in...Ooh. 20 minutes. 'scuse moi, but I gotta finish up some last minute work. Sayonara!" Then the Chief disappeared from the screen.

"Alex Masaki? I've heard of him," duh. He's one of my targets. Not to let him know that ofcourse.... "So, twenty minutes it is." I must wait for my master to arrive, at the right moment. Untill then, I'll be targeting the other team members.... Such as the Jedi....

"Anyone know where I could use a holographic communicator to contact my superiors?"

"I am in the project." See smiled with a feverish glean in her eyes, that swiftly dissipated on an instant. Slowly, her eyebrows crinkled, and she made a frown-like face; "Who are you, exactly?"
"I am...The Youngest Sharpshooter in the Galaxy! Call me Christopher!" Christopher grinned, holding up a V-sign as the background behind him glowed blue for a second and fanfare blared around him.

Jeremy and Moegi sweatdropped. "Oh, there you are, kid. Looks like we're all set!"

Christopher wasn't happy about the lackluster attitude and sulked.

"Anyone know where I could use a holographic communicator to contact my superiors?"
"Sure, there's a holophone over there." Moegi said, pointing to some pay holophones.

James had the S-board take him over to the group of others, "Hi, my name is James, what are your names?"

"Curufinwe, most people simplyu refer to me as Curufin, or Feanor if you wish."

“Hey.” said Raoul at Belmont direction. “Your First Lieutenant Jonathan Belmont of Oliver's Bulls. Right?”

Jonathan turns at Rauol and said “Former First Lieutenant Jonathan Belmont. And you are?”

“Raoul Châterneau. I‘m from Czech Republic.” said the eighteen-year-old male. “It is a honor to meet you.”

“Well, Rauol, I’m honored to another person from the Dominion.” said Jonathan, who shook Rauol’s hand.

James watched and waited, meeting natives sounded interesting. He pulled out his S-board and took a seat on it to wait till it was time to go.

After a long and highly eventful journey which which could easily fill a book of its own, a young Xanthalian human girl with short brown hair, a pointed face, and clothes that look and smell as though they've been worn continuously for months arrives at the test area. She speaks to no one, letting her hard features and the Force Lance she carries in her belt speak for her. This is going to be her first real adventure, a true departure from the mundanity and order of her home society. Best of all, neither the authorities that constantly hound her for her deviant behavior nor her parents know where she is. She savors the freedom of it all for a moment, then moves to sit down in a convenient spot, waiting for the show to begin.

Twenty minutes later, it was time.

*Laser-like sound*

The Chief appeared once again. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. If you'll turn to your left, you'll see a Corridor that will lead you to the departure zone. I shall open the door like so..."

The heavyset doors slid open like a blast door, and then Jeremy, Moegi and Chris stepped inside, followed by the others. There was a long hallway of various items of educational value. It was clear that the Chief had an encyclopedic knowledge of just about everything. He was also a history buff.

"Passing through my treasure trove of knowledge, as I like to call it, you'll see my many collections of lovely items. Once you pass this hallway, you shall see my humble abode."

James followed sitting on his S-board as he went.

Feanor headed towards the designated corridor, already pondering how he could make use of his skills while hunting.

Twenty minutes later, it was time.

*Laser-like sound*

The Chief appeared once again. "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. If you'll turn to your left, you'll see a Corridor that will lead you to the departure zone. I shall open the door like so..."

The heavyset doors slid open like a blast door, and then Jeremy, Moegi and Chris stepped inside, followed by the others. There was a long hallway of various items of educational value. It was clear that the Chief had an encyclopedic knowledge of just about everything. He was also a history buff.

"Passing through my treasure trove of knowledge, as I like to call it, you'll see my many collections of lovely items. Once you pass this hallway, you shall see my humble abode."

Shamman and HK-59 walked through the hallway and looked at the historical artifacts.

"Observation: Chief, you posess great knowledge for a Computer AI. I am utterly impressed with your collection," '59 stated.

"Interesting collection....." muttered Shamman as he walked through the halls, "Tell me Chief, do you have any Jedi or Sith historical artifacts here? Specifically, holocrons?"

"Thank you, 59." Chief smiled. "I do pride myself on my collections."

"No, I don't believe so." The Chief replied to Kirtir's question. "You'll have to ask one of the Jedi for those items."

The Chief thought it was a particularly odd question and decided to make a mental note to tell Master Masaki about it later.

Shamman and HK-59 walked through the hallway and looked at the historical artifacts.

"Observation: Chief, you posess great knowledge for a Computer AI. I am utterly impressed with your collection," '59 stated.

"Interesting collection....." muttered Shamman as he walked through the halls, "Tell me Chief, do you have any Jedi or Sith historical artifacts here? Specifically, holocrons?"

"Advize avoiding Kirtir artifacts, I would, young Malkir, you may get more than that for which you bargained."

"No, I don't believe so." The Chief replied. "You'll have to ask one of the Jedi for those items."

The Chief thought it was a particularly odd question and decided to make a mental note to tell Master Masaki about it later.


"Ah.... I was merely currious Chief. As Malkir, we're often confused or mistaken for being Jedi. I was currious if there were any sort of refferences I could use. My masters are also looking for Holocrons to help with their war against the Kirtir. There are so few of us left after all, Emperor Trilkan nearly wipped us out over 4000 years ago. Before I was even born. It would help strengthen our ties with the Jedi if we could recieve some sort of martial arts or force wielding information."

"Advize avoiding Kirtir artifacts, I would, young Malkir, you may get more than that for which you bargained."

"I know you would advise against it, but remidner: We aren't bound to the Jedi code, though we shair nearly all of the New Order's ideas. I can posess some dark side powers without it corrupting me."

True for them, wrong for me. Shamman thought to himself, gleeful at his perfect deceptions. Darth Aelikes is going to be.... Most pleased.

"Ah.... I was merely currious Chief. As Malkir, we're often confused or mistaken for being Jedi. I was currious if there were any sort of refferences I could use. My masters are also looking for Holocrons to help with their war against the Kirtir. There are so few of us left after all, Emperor Trilkan nearly wipped us out over 4000 years ago. Before I was even born. It would help strengthen our ties with the Jedi if we could recieve some sort of martial arts or force wielding information."
"I do have some information on the ancient martial arts of the Orient of Earth." The Chief said. "Would you like some, perhaps?"

"Ah.... I was merely currious Chief. As Malkir, we're often confused or mistaken for being Jedi. I was currious if there were any sort of refferences I could use. My masters are also looking for Holocrons to help with their war against the Kirtir. There are so few of us left after all, Emperor Trilkan nearly wipped us out over 4000 years ago. Before I was even born. It would help strengthen our ties with the Jedi if we could recieve some sort of martial arts or force wielding information."

Feanor paused for a moment, concentrating on proper syntax for this dammable language, he finally figured it out, he thought, "Believed I did that Malkir well versed in combat were, this is not so?"

Raoul and Jonathan followed the others into the long hallway. Raoul was checking his HK G36C assault rifle as they walked. “You good with that?” asked Jonathan.

“Yeah, I’m good with it.” said Raoul. “Like you with your rifle.”

“Okay.” said Jonathan. “Tell me about yourself, Raoul.”

“Well…I’m a fire mutant.” said Raoul.

“Well, Raoul, we have something other then us being from the Dominion.” said Jonathan. “I’m a mutant. I can teleport.”

“Cool. You will be a good teammate.” said Raoul.

"I do have some information on the ancient martial arts of the Orient of Earth." The Chief said. "Would you like some, perhaps?"

"I would prefere Jedi martial arts... But according to rumors I've heard, we would greatly appreciate the 'Chinese Martial Arts' as well as the 'Japanese Martial Arts.' I've heard great rumors of these...."


Feanor paused for a moment, concentrating on proper syntax for this dammable language, he finally figured it out, he thought, "Believed I did that Malkir well versed in combat were, this is not so?"

"This is so, but the Kirtir are by far much more brutal in close combat. Remember, they are a variation of Sith.... But much smarter and more decisive. They took us by surprise. The person who lead them.... They[Malkir] never expected him to be a Kirtir Dark Lord. The first in nearly 10 melenia."

"I would prefere Jedi martial arts... But according to rumors I've heard, we would greatly appreciate the 'Chinese Martial Arts' as well as the 'Japanese Martial Arts.' I've heard great rumors of these...."



"This is so, but the Kirtir are by far much more brutal in close combat. Remember, they are a variation of Sith.... But much smarter and more decisive. They took us by surprise. The person who lead them.... They[Malkir] never expected him to be a Kirtir Dark Lord. The first in nearly 10 melenia."

"They? Are you not one of "them", why should you say they if you are one of the Malkir?" Feanor was always curious about seeming discrepencies in speech, and wanted to make sure it was not just his poor command of the language.

"I would prefere Jedi martial arts... But according to rumors I've heard, we would greatly appreciate the 'Chinese Martial Arts' as well as the 'Japanese Martial Arts.' I've heard great rumors of these...."
"Very well. Hold out a datapad, so I can download the info." The Chief said. "Basic information on the ten most popular martial arts and beginner moves, coming right up! For more advanced styles, you would need to visit a dojo."

"Chief, how long does this hallway go?" asked Jonathan.

"Chief, how long does this hallway go?" asked Jonathan.
"Not long now." The Chief said, as they saw another door, which also opened. "Welcome, to my humble abode."

The Chief's 'humble abode' was a large room with a giant computer with his face on it and a team of four kids sitting at computers typing away. This was the Chief's Headquarters. In the center of the room was a slightly raised circle, presumably where the wormhole was going to activate.

Standing besides the wormhole were two people: Professor Wiggum and Master Masaki. The Jedi Master was there to 'cut the red tape' so to speak. He had a datapad with the names of the people on it. He appears to be the spitting image of the late Count Dooku. Wiggum looks sort of like Einstein.

"Professor Samuel Wiggum is the inventor of the Chronoskimmer Wormhole Network or CWN for short. He has tasked all of you to test the network so that we can further develop it for just about any purpose. He will now explain to you what's going to occur."

The Professor cleared his throat. "Ahem. Welcome, youngsters. I am as you know, Professor Samuel Wiggum, the creator of this new Project. First of all, Master Masaki here will split you all up into three teams. Each one will be lead by members of our own group, either young Jeremy, Moegi or Christopher. This is to ensure two things: That one, we don't want you getting lost and two, that there's a clear leader among the teams. Master Masaki?"

"Very well." The Council Member looked around at the little crowd, eyeing the assassin and HK-59 model. I would have to be careful of them. I sense something...

He looked down at the datapad, satisfied that the teams are accurate, and then began.

Team 1:
Jeremy, Curufinwe, Jonathan Belmont, Kirtir Sharmam

Team Two:
Moegi, Emperor Kai Yamato, Serenity Inutaisho, Raoul Châterneau, HK-59

Team Three:
Christopher, Farataj Mashann, James Cook, Kristina Severson

Kristi finishes thinking about how much she would like to steal the items on display and turns her attention to the professor, trying to follow along with the alien language as best she can. She turns slightly red out of frustration, muttering audibly; "Ces arkios cili nil terminios owarios ut owarios aj Mirfakal ti lanyui basal?" She looks almost sullen. Never one for foresight, she hadn't even thought of the fact that nearly no one outside of her nation speaks Mirfakan until after she had started on her trip. Now that she is out of international space, the lack of automatic translators is making the communication barrier very obvious.

OOC:
For those who either know Mirfakan or have a translator (conversationalized English, not literal):
"Why can't you just shut up or talk in Mirfakan like normal people?"

James could tell what she said, and replied in very highly accented, and poor grammered Mirfakan, "This is normally what they speak."

ooc: Wasn't James part of group 1

OOC: This is the list I made up. :)

IC:
The Chief decided to oblige the girl with a universal translator, which popped out of a slot like a toaster. It looked like a pair of earphones. In accented Mirfakian, he said, "Put those on. It will help you understand everyone."

“Man, I’m on team one.” said Jonathan. “Sorry, Raoul, I guess we will meet up later.”

“Well, have fun with your team.” said Raoul. He lend in and said whispered “Keep an eye on that Malkir. I don’t trust him. I will watch that robot thing of his.”

“Understand.” said Jonathan back.

Jonathan moved over to his team as Raoul move over to his team.

Kristi eyes the device, then grabs it begrudgingly. "Fine." She yells at the professor. "Hey, old man! I hope that speech you just made wasn't important, because I didn't get a single word of it!"

Both Jonathan and Raoul looked over at Kristi with thier months wide open. Damn, I happy I'm not on her team. though Raoul.

"Very well. Hold out a datapad, so I can download the info." The Chief said. "Basic information on the ten most popular martial arts and beginner moves, coming right up! For more advanced styles, you would need to visit a dojo."

Shamman handed out his datapad to The Chief and began to download the information.


"Not long now." The Chief said, as they saw another door, which also opened. "Welcome, to my humble abode."

The Chief's 'humble abode' was a large room with a giant computer with his face on it and a team of four kids sitting at computers typing away. This was the Chief's Headquarters. In the center of the room was a slightly raised circle, presumably where the wormhole was going to activate.

Standing besides the wormhole were two people: Professor Wiggum and Master Masaki. The Jedi Master was there to 'cut the red tape' so to speak. He had a datapad with the names of the people on it. He appears to be the spitting image of the late Count Dooku. Wiggum looks sort of like Einstein.

"Professor Samuel Wiggum is the inventor of the Chronoskimmer Wormhole Network or CWN for short. He has tasked all of you to test the network so that we can further develop it for just about any purpose. He will now explain to you what's going to occur."

The Professor cleared his throat. "Ahem. Welcome, youngsters. I am as you know, Professor Samuel Wiggum, the creator of this new Project. First of all, Master Masaki here will split you all up into three teams. Each one will be lead by members of our own group, either young Jeremy, Moegi or Christopher. This is to ensure two things: That one, we don't want you getting lost and two, that there's a clear leader among the teams. Master Masaki?"

Shamman was paying close attention to Professor Wiggum and he spotted Master Masaki. He eyed the two closely. Those are my targets. Soon, my master will be at my location.


"Very well." The Council Member looked around at the little crowd, eyeing the assassin and HK-59 model. I would have to be careful of them. I sense something...

Their eyes met at the same time and Shamman knew they were in for some trouble. He doesn't trust me. No matter....

He then looked up at the lists of groups.

Team 1:
Jeremy, Curufinwe, Jonathan Belmont, Kirtir Sharmam

Team Two:
Moegi, Emperor Kai Yamato, Serenity Inutaisho, Raoul Châterneau, HK-59

Team Three:
Christopher, Farataj Mashann, James Cook, Kristina Severson

"Hold on there! Why is '59 on a different team?" Or, this is better for coverted assasination attempts.... "Never mind. It's fine. He's still my droid and no one has access his memory but me."

"Basically, young lady." The Professor said, a large sweatdrop falling in irritation. "You're in Team Three with young Christopher."

The Youngest Sharpshooter waved her over.

Kristi eyes the sharpshooter dangerously, then proceeds to stand with the rest of her team, resting her hand on her Force Lance.

Both Jonathan and Raoul looked over at Kristi with thier months wide open. Damn, I happy I'm not on her team. though Raoul.

Shamman walked over to Jonathan. "I guess we're on the same team then.
Where is Jerremy and Curufinwe?"

Shamman walked over to Jonathan. "I guess we're on the same team then. Where is Jerremy and Curufinwe?"

"Right here and there." said Jonathan pointing at their other teammates. "And don't worry, Raoul will watch over HK-59 for you."

"Right here and there." said Jonathan pointing at their other teammates. "And don't worry, Raoul will watch over HK-59 for you."

"Oh.... I'm not that worried about '59. I forget he can handel himself better than any 'Meatbag' could," Shamman looked over at HK-59, "you have your orders '59. And you know what I mean."

"Reply: Ofcourse I know what you mean master," HK then turned over to his team mates, "So, which of you Meatbags is in charge?"

Jeremy waved to Shamman. "Over here!"

"Reply: Ofcourse I know what you mean master," HK then turned over to his team mates, "So, which of you Meatbags is in charge?"
"I am." Moegi sighed. Why did I get stuck with that bucket of bolts?

"Oh.... I'm not that worried about '59. I forget he can handle himself better than any 'Meatbag' could,"

"Okay." said Jonathan. "Why does it call humans, meatbags?"

"Reply: Of course I know what you mean master," HK then turned over to his team mates, "So, which of you Meatbags is in charge?"

Raoul looked HK-59 up and down, looking for a weakness. That thing calls me a meatbag again. He will not have a head to say anything. said Raoul to himself.

"Okay." said Jonathan. "Why does it call humans, meatbags?"

"Haha. It's something my master programed into it. He did it on the spot. His brother was annoying him, so while he was upgrading '59, he got pissed off at his brother and he programed it to say 'Meatbag' to his brother. Little did he know, he accidently programed it to say 'Meatbag' to any organic... Except for me. I'm the only 'Meatbag' he respects really."

"Statement: Very true master.
Confession: I honestly don't like the idea of spending time with these other Meatbags."

"Also, it's in his personality core to not like organics. The HK series view organics to be primative compaired to them."

"Haha. It's something my master programed into it. He did it on the spot. His brother was annoying him, so while he was upgrading '59, he got pissed off at his brother and he programed it to say 'Meatbag' to his brother. Little did he know, he accidently programed it to say 'Meatbag' to any organic... Except for me. I'm the only 'Meatbag' he respects really."

"Oh...Why not reprogram it?" asked Jonathan. “Because it sounds like a fool.”

"Oh... why have you not reprogarmed him?" asked Jonathan.

"Ironically, it's my master's droid as much as it is my droid. Personally, I find it lifts the air a bit."

"Unnecessary Comment: I was not intended to 'Lift The Air' with the term Meatbag master. You are, after all, a meatbag yourself."

"Ironically, it's my master's droid as much as it is my droid. Personally, I find it lifts the air a bit."

“Well, it sounds like a fool to me.” said Jonathan. "Maybe it is something we should not take on this trip."

"Unnecessary Comment: I was not intended to 'Lift The Air' with the term Meatbag master. You are, after all, a meatbag yourself."

Every time HK-59 said meatbag, Raoul want to behead it. If it betrays us, it is gone. said Raoul to himself.

"So, Jeremy, when does the project start? I need to contactmy master who is interested in my progress. I just need to make sure I don't get left behind." You're first to go.... As with every leader.

"So, Jeremy, when does the project start? I need to contactmy master who is interested in my progress. I just need to make sure I don't get left behind." You're first to go.... As with every leader.
"Uh, there's supposed to be a couple other people here." Jeremy said, looking around. "We'll wait a few minutes."

OOC: Talking about the demons, Theao, and Farataj. They don't come soon, they'll lose out.

"Ok. I'm going to be telling the updates to my master," Shamman walked out of the room and walked up to a Holophone. Securing his call, he hacked into the network and made the connection so that anyone listining in won't know where the call is comming from, nor who it is. Just that someone made a transmission to a Kirtir Dark Lord. Another talent of Shamman's is hacking. He put away his computer and made the call to his master.

Shamman looked at his surroundings to be sure it was safe to call up Aelikes. Soon afterwards, he found himself looking at a ghostly image of his master. He kneeled as a sign of respect.
"Rise my apprentice," Aelikes said through his breath mask, "what news do you have?"

"Sir, I've reached and identified Professor Wiggum and Jedi Master Masaki."

"So, he is here then?"

"Yes sir. How is the tracking system?"

"It's working fine my young apprentice. I'll be there in a few days, assisting you as you go with the project."

"Very well my lord. What will we do with the professor?"

"You will kill him, in the end."

"And The Chief?"

".... I'll deal with IT once I arrive. Will that be all?"

"One other thing sir. We've been split up into teams. HK-59 is in a different team than mine. But I've figured it would benefit us when it comes to assassinating the other members."

"Noted. Keep me posted in the meantime. You're doing well my apprentice. Soon, you'll be ready to advance in the next level. Darth Aelikes out."
Shamman bowed as his master's immage came to a close, and he breathed. Perhapse the mission will be a little bit more complicated than I have predicted, Shamman thought to himself.

Belmont walked over to Master Masaki. He bowed his head to the Jedi master. “Master Masaki, can we talk in private?” he asked low enough that only Alex could hear. “I have a feeling when some bad is going to happen. I have had it when I was a young age, it is like a extra sense. I have it every time, I’m near Shamman.”

"Sorry for inexcusably late entrance." Mashann told them, as she finally reached to them, standing upright firm, baring no slack or lack of discipline. "Forgive me."

James boarded in a few minutes later, "Sorry if I was delaying, was busy upgrading my S-board."

Shamman quickly walked back to the group of people and noticed that there were some more people have arrived. He walked up to his team leader, "I've just got off the holophone with my master. Told him everything is all right here. So, is everyone here yet? Or do we need to wait some more?"

"So, shall we get a field moving? I would very much like to see what can be done. However, if time is still needed for the others, then I have all the patience possible."

Belmont walked over to Master Masaki. He bowed his head to the Jedi master. “Master Masaki, can we talk in private?” he asked low enough that only Alex could hear. “I have a feeling when some bad is going to happen. I have had it when I was a young age, it is like a extra sense. I have it every time, I’m near Shamman.”
"Yes. I've sensed something dark about Shamman." Alex scowled. Then he turned to a smaller, more private version of the Chief. "Chief. What about you?"

For once, he was serious. "I've just detected something from one of the holophones. I can't get through it, but I can tell you know that this is no ordinary person, judging from the hacking sophistication."

"Curiouser and curiouser." Alex rubbed his bearded chin. "Jeremy, will you come here please?"

He went away from talking to Chris. "Yes, Master?"

"I want you to keep an eye on that Shamman person. Be wary of tricks or worse."

"Yes, Master." Jeremy frowned. Shamman seemed nice enough, but if the Council was suspicious of this one, he would have to be careful around him.

"We're about to send you through. Get ready." Alex said.

"Aye." Jeremy nodded before heading back to his group.

"Sorry for inexcusably late entrance." Mashann told them, as she finally reached to them, standing upright firm, baring no slack or lack of discipline. "Forgive me."
"All's well, my dear. Everyone we're nearly ready to go." Chief said. "Professor?"

"Ahem." The Professor turned to a table with a bunch of datapad-like devices. "These things are your lifeline from here to your destination and so on. These will also allow the Chief to contact you if anything comes up, so don't lose them. They will also connect to the Holonet give you whatever information you need on just about anything. In short, these are your Info-scans, your personal multitask encyclopedia and tracking device! Young Jeffrey invented it. Go on. Take one!"

Jeremy, Moegi, and Chris took one. The Info-Scan Encyclopedia and Tracking Device would become standard-issue once mass-production begins, but for now, they're basically prototypes.

"Ahem." The Professor turned to a table with a bunch of datapad-like devices. "These things are your lifeline from here to your destination and so on. These will also allow the Chief to contact you if anything comes up, so don't lose them. They will also connect to the Holonet give you whatever information you need on just about anything. In short, these are your Info-scans, your personal multitask encyclopedia and tracking device! Young Jeffrey invented it. Go on. Take one!"

Jeremy, Moegi, and Chris took one. The Info-Scan Encyclopedia and Tracking Device would become standard-issue once mass-production begins, but for now, they're basically prototypes.

"So.... Do we each get one? Or do only our team leaders get one?"
He saw this as another device which could be usefull.
Access to the holonet and get almost any information you need?? They really need to keep with security. I could hack into their entire fleet if I wanted to. But he knew he wouldn't for that wasn't his purpose here. It was to assassinate the professor, and lead Aelikes to Alex and weaken the Jedi moral even more....

Raoul and Jonathan picked up the datapad-like devices. Jonathan put his in a small pack on his belt. Raoul put his in his front left pocket on his shirt. They moved back to their teams.

Following her fellow travelers' prestigious examples, Mashann picked hers up as well, and quickly, pocketed it, awaiting her orders.

Kristi takes one of the devices. It'll be worth a fortune if I can lift it out of here when this is over, she thinks. She smiles to herself. This is going to kick so much ass.

"So.... Do we each get one? Or do only our team leaders get one?"
He saw this as another device which could be usefull.
Access to the holonet and get almost any information you need?? They really need to keep with security. I could hack into their entire fleet if I wanted to. But he knew he wouldn't for that wasn't his purpose here. It was to assassinate the professor, and lead Aelikes to Alex and weaken the Jedi moral even more....

"Of course, everyone gets one. However, it is rather limited in it's ability at the moment. It can grant you information and stats, send and recieve to Headquarters here and to each other, and is voice-activated. It can do nothing else." Alex said. Basically, it was an (extensive) encyclopedia combined with a RPG-style stats indicator (think the magic skill Scan in FF games) combined with a comlink. Meaning that hacking to get any use out of was out of the question, at least at the moment.

Pulling it out of her pocket again, she examined it more carefully. Indeed, it was highly well done, but yet at the same time, burgeoningly simple. This is a very interesting piece of equipment, She thought to herself.

"Of course, everyone gets one. However, it is rather limited in it's ability at the moment. It can grant you information and stats, send and recieve to Headquarters here and to each other, and is voice-activated. It can do nothing else." Alex said. Basically, it was an (extensive) encyclopedia combined with a RPG-style stats indicator (think the magic skill Scan in FF games) combined with a comlink. Meaning that hacking to get any use out of was out of the question, at least at the moment.

"OK." Shamman took his and put it in his pocket.

"HK, do you want one?"

"Answer: Master why would I want a limited encyclopedia of information when I contain most of the information from the Hunatrian Holonet and when I can connect myself into the Holonet that CoreWorld's uses?"

"Just checking. That's all."

Cook snagged his and set to work interacting with it.

“Is the first team ready to go?” asked Jonathan.

OOC: I’m getting off, so if I’m not back when the first team goes through, CW you can RP with Jonathan on the jump. Just don’t hurt him. Okay?

OOc: can i have a list of the teams?

“Is the first team ready to go?” asked Jonathan.

OOC: I’m getting off, so if I’m now back when the first team goes through, CW you can RP with Jonathan on the jump. Just don’t hurt him. Okay?

OOC: That'll be difficult with HK on the other team. He can easily assassinate him without the other's knowing. But.... I'll wait. I'll attack other people.

IC:
"I'm ready to go. Anyone else?" Know thy enemies. Know thy targets. Those are the key to assassination....

[The Imperial March begins to play]
Again the Teams are as follows:

Team 1:
Jeremy, Curufinwe, Jonathan Belmont, Kirtir Sharmam

Team Two:
Moegi, Emperor Kai Yamato, Serenity Inutaisho, Raoul Châterneau, HK-59

Team Three:
Christopher, Farataj Mashann, James Cook, Kristina Severson

The Professor stood besides the central circle, where three activation studs stood one their own. "Team Leaders! Step forth to recieve your assignments!"

The three Team Leaders stepped ahead of the others.

"Team One. You are tasked to go to the former Coreworlds capital of Tenetia!" Alex ordered. "Once there, you will report back on the current status of the people and Imperial rulers there, so that we can update our databanks on it. In short, this is a B-level espionage assignment, so be very careful there."

Tenetia?! Jeremy was surprised. The former capital was now under the thumb of the Galactic Empire, and to return to it now...Jeremy felt a rush of excitement. Perhaps they are planning to take it back one day!

"Team Two! You will journey to a world known as PXP-2983. You will scout the world and decide whether or not it is habitable enough for colonization. Please negotiate kindly with any natives you meet there. This is a C-level scouting mission."

"As ordered, Master." Moegi said.

"Team Three! You will journey to our own world of Jurai, and take a second trip from there to the Shinobi Nation of Konohagekure. This will test our network's capability to conduct more than one trip after you have gone to your first destination. Also, you are tasked to capture a bounty hunter currently residing there named Jake McNeil and bring him back here! This is a B-level mission."

"Understood, Master Masaki." Chris nodded.

"Now, Team One! Get ready to jump!" Alex ordered, and he pushed the first activation stud with the Force. A strong breeze blew around as the circle brightened, forming a blue-ish wormhole that cascaded inward.

"GO!"

Jeremy stepped up, and with a slight hesitation, jumped in. Jonathan jumped in after him.

OOC: Is it too late to join in? I could RP as a character on the other end of one of the wormholes.

OOC: Is it too late to join in? I could RP as a character on the other end of one of the wormholes.
OOC: Hmm...Go to the beginning of this RP for the Signup thread. Ignore the Closed signs. I'll inspect your character there.

[The Imperial March begins to play]
"Team One. You are tasked to go to the former Coreworlds capital of Tenetia!" Alex ordered. "Once there, you will report back on the current status of the people and Imperial rulers there, so that we can update our databanks on it. In short, this is a B-level espionage assignment, so be very careful there."

Tenetia?! Jeremy was surprised. The former capital was now under the thumb of the Galactic Empire, and to return to it now...Jeremy felt a rush of excitement. Perhaps they are planning to take it back one day!

Taking it back from the GE? I should inform my master. This is a priority city if they are going to take it back. "I was born in a city. I've got sreet smarts, and I'm good at navigating" navigating you into doom that is


"Team Two! You will journey to a world known as PXP-2983. You will scout the world and decide whether or not it is habitable enough for colonization. Please negotiate kindly with any natives you meet there. This is a C-level scouting mission."

"Observation: I noticed that this may require negotiations. My talents in translation and communication will come in handy should we run into any natives."


"Now, Team One! Get ready to jump!" Alex ordered, and he pushed the first activation stud with the Force. A strong breeze blew around as the circle brightened, forming a blue-ish wormhole that cascaded inward.

"GO!"

Jeremy stepped up, and with a slight hesitation, jumped in.


Shamman felt the breeze as he walked into the circle. His black robes floated. He was right behind Jeremy when they were tranported to their destination. His hands griped his lightsaber and his Whip.

"Whats the difference in levels, and could I get another of these gizmos?" James asked

After Curufinwe has jumped in, the wormhole closed. (OOC: Sorry, Mini Miehm)

"Whats the difference in levels, and could I get another of these gizmos?" James asked
"The difference is as follows: D-level is an easy mission, like picking up trash. C-level gets a little more challenging, like Team Two's because they would encounter wild creatures that could harm them. B-level are even more challenging, and the bounty hunter you'll face will prove difficult, but not impossible to defeat. A-level are war missions or for us Jedi, dealing with Dark Jedi. S-level, the most dangerous, are facing off against the Dark Lords of the Sith or equally dangerous missions. And if your Info-Scan breaks, you won't get another one for a while, so take care of them."

"Ok! Team Two! Get ready!" Alex ordered. He opened the second wormhole, and a strong breeze went through the area again. Moegi, followed by the demons, jumped in, as well as Raoul.

Kristi regards Christopher with a suspicious eye. She doesn't like being led, or taking orders. Besides that, this boy seems to be a product of order and discipline, the forces she personally dislikes and distrusts more than anything. She came for the thrills, not to be led on a leash. The young Xanthalian privately resolves to make her own way in the coming "mission."

OOC: Hmm...Go to the beginning of this RP for the Signup thread. Ignore the Closed signs. I'll inspect your character there.

OOC: Posted, and then I'll stop cluttering your thread with OOC stuff.

"Rats, how can I tinker with it then." Cook thought

Shamman walked over to Jonathan. "I guess we're on the same team then.
Where is Jerremy and Curufinwe?"

"I am here, do not worry about losing me, difficult to lose I am." Feanor cursed the confusing syntax of this blasted language, why couldn't tey speak in a rational manner, like everyone else?

After HK-59 jumped in, a funny thing happened, which got the Chief curious. The wormhole turned red slightly before closing.

"What happened?" Chris wanted to know.

"Must be a bug. Not to worry, they're one their way to the other side." Chief said.

"Oh, good." Chris smirked. "We're ready, then."

"Alright! Last team! Get ready." Alex ordered, and he opened the third and last wormhole.

Chris stepped forward first, being the hyperactive 13-year-old he is. He got close, then turned around. "Hurry up guys! Last one in is a rotten egg! Whoa!"

The stiff breeze pulled Chris into the wormhole, followed by the girls.

"Where are we, recognise this place I do not, it is foriegn even to me, and I have been many places in my short life."

"Where are we, recognise this place I do not, it is foriegn even to me, and I have been many places in my short life."
*3-D Map of Earth shown, then a fast line zooms from Coredia to Tenetia. They have landed 100 km from the capital city, Edinburgh.*

"This is Tenetia, my friend. The place of my birth." Jeremy said. "Damn. Much has changed since we fled here."

Indeed. It looks as if it was out of a medieval scene. Simple villages with ragged people dotted the countryside and not a single piece of advanced technology was in sight. It seems the Empire had managed to pull off the impossible, regress technology long enough so that the people are enslaved by abject poverty. It didn't help that the FTLi that once covered the planet and it's mother system caused a time dilation effect that made time slow down enough that for these poor people, 100 years has passed while for the rest of the galaxy, five standard years have gone by.

Jeremy looked over the scene in horror and anger. "Damn that Empire. They stole everything the people once had...Chief? Come in. You recording everything?"

"Yes, I am." Even Chief wasn't so cheerful now. "Boy, the Empire worked them over badly."

"Yeah. Well, we're moving on, just to see what's up around here." Jeremy said.

"Alright. Be careful."

"I will." The Info-scan turned off. "Ok guys, lets go..."

And they started off, not knowing that they were being...watched.

A ebon black YT-2100 transport sliced its way through space. Its IFF signature gave its name as the Vengeance. It was registered an independent merchant vessel, but it was actually Kenix Kil's heavily modified craft.

Kil had purchased a standard YT-2100, and then gutted it. The stock ion engines were replaced with three stolen military-grade KonGar KGDefender ion engines, giving the transport far more speed and maneuverability than it originally possessed. The original Class 2 hyperdrive was far too slow for bounty hunting purposes, so Kil replaced it with a heavily modified SoroSuub Griffyn/Y2TG hyperdrive that gave the Vengeance a Class 0.75 speed rating. Heavy warship-grade armor plating, military-grade shields, a top-of-the-line sensor suite, and a highly illegal sensor stealth system complemented the ship's speed well. A pair of Dymek heavy quad laser cannons, modified by Kil for extra range, were mounted on dorsal and ventral turrets. The quad turrets drew power directly from the ship's main power core, increasing their lethality. The turrets could be optimally manned by gunners, but with the addition of autonomous gunning routines programmed by HK-47, the turrets were surprisingly effective even when unmanned. A pair of concussion missile launchers and a single proton torpedo launcher rounded out the offensive package.

It was this ship that swung down in the atmosphere of the planet Konohagekure. Kil was on a contract to "take care of" a Jake McNeil, dead or alive.

"Konohagekure Control, this is independent vessel Vengeance requesting permission to land," Kil said, taking his finger off the comm toggle while waiting for planetary control to get back to him.

HK-47, Kil's personal droid and bounty hunting assistant, piped up beside him. "Exasperated Query: Master, why must you always go through the lawful procedure for landing? Would it not be more satisfying to simply land and then disintegrate the law enforcement meatbags on the ground?"

"HK, if I've told you once, I've told you a million times: the less attention we attract when on a job, the better."

"Resignation: If you insist, Master."

"Vengeance, this is Konohagekure Control. Permission granted. Please land at the following coordinates, using the supplied route. Do not deviate from that course, or our military will take action."

"Acknowledged, Control. Out."

"Suggestion: Master, I could always use some practice on the turrets. Let the meatbags come!"

"No, HK."

"Resignation: I find your avoidance of wanton violence disturbing, Master."

"You'll have McNeil to look forward to when we land, HK, don't worry."

"Answer: Yes, Master."
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Meanwhile, on the planet below, a man dressed in a white shirt, grey jacket, and grey slacks sat in a secluded alcove in a bar. He watched the other patrons, and his strange new surroundings, warily. He had to resist the urge to pat the shoulder holster under his jacket to assure himself that his 9mms were still there...

*3-D Map of Earth shown, then a fast line zooms from Coredia to Tenetia. They have landed 100 km from the capital city, Edinburgh.*

"This is Tenetia, my friend. The place of my birth." Jeremy said. "Damn. Much has changed since we fled here."

Indeed. It looks as if it was out of a medieval scene. Simple villages with ragged people dotted the countryside and not a single piece of advanced technology was in sight. It seems the Empire had managed to pull off the impossible, regress technology long enough so that the people are enslaved by abject poverty. It didn't help that the FTLi that once covered the planet and it's mother system caused a time dilation effect that made time slow down enough that for these poor people, 100 years has passed while for the rest of the galaxy, five standard years have gone by.

Jeremy looked over the scene in horror and anger. "Damn that Empire. They stole everything the people once had...Chief? Come in. You recording everything?"

"Yes, I am." Even Chief wasn't so cheerful now. "Boy, the Empire worked them over badly."

"Yeah. Well, we're moving on, just to see what's up around here." Jeremy said.

"Alright. Be careful."

"I will." The Info-scan turned off. "Ok guys, lets go..."

And they started off, not knowing that they were being...watched.

OOC: Never try to watch a psychic, he will know you're there.

Something, or someone, was watching them, but he couldn't prove it, so he said nothing, instead he simply followed Jeremy as they took in the horror of this place.

And they started off, not knowing that they were being...watched.

"Jeremy, you want me to get a better look of where we are?" asked Belmont, who was looking around with his rifle in his hands.

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Rauol was in the wormhole; it was cool to him. He has never seen something like this ever.

*Again, the familiar 3-D map shows the journey from Coredia, Earth to Konohagekure, Jurai.*

"Waaah!" Chris yelped as he was spat out by the wormhole and landed hard 2 meters below. "Ow. I think the Network still has some bugs to work out..."

Then Chief appeared on a tree. Weird! "Welcome to the Fire Country, home of the Konohagekure Village, it's capital. In Japanese, the name means 'Village Hidden in the Leaves', quite a fitting name for it is one of the villages where ninjas are trained."

"Ninjas? Info-Scan ninjas and Konohagekure." Chris ordered.

"Ninjas in Konoha and the surrounding nations are not your ordinary 'Hii-yah!' ninjas." Chief explained. "They can do many of the things Jedi can, and even more that Jedi cannot, by utilizing a energy source they call Chakra."

"Oh. Now I've heard of that. Moegi explained some of that to me, says she think's it's a branch of the Force."

"Many scholars have argued for and against that, but suffice is to say, this is no ordinary village."

"Thanks, Chief." Wow. This mission is getting interesting! Ninjas and Jedi and everything else. I wonder if this Jake is one of them...

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The Village Hidden in the Leaves is a bustling, popular village for tourists and its residents. Sometimes the hotels and inns could be booked solid, especially for the yearly Chuunin exam, where ninjas can be promoted in rank. Not me, of course. Oh, hi. I'm Jake McNeil, bounty hunter by trade, Jedi by training, ninja by appearance. For a few months now, I have done missions for the Hokage Tsunade, mayor of Konoha. She's the strongest ninja in the land, and on the Head Council of Jurai, so she's pretty good at leading. Of course, she's a compulsive gambler, but that's another story.

"Three A-missions, six B-ones, ten C-levels later, I think my skills are as top-notch as ever." I smirked, as I wandered around the town. I was feeling hungry at the moment, so I decided that I would get to a bar. And I know where the best ramen bar and grill pub in the village is: Ichiraki Ramen Stand. Thus, I decided to go there and eat some shrimp ramen.

Upon entrance, it was a darkened area frequented by Genin or apprentice ninjas and villagers. People don't mess with ninjas, so we're usually ok. I sat down at one of the stools at the bar section and ordered the shrimp ramen and a Coke, and decided to look around the area.

"Jeremy, you want me to get a better look of where we are?" asked Belmont, who was looking around with his rifle in his hands.
"Yeah, sure." Jeremy said. He too was feeling something odd.

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Rauol was in the wormhole; it was cool to him. He has never seen something like this ever.

And finally, Team Two landed on the planet they were tasked to scout out.

"So, I am not the only one who feels the watcher, good, it tells me that I am not mad, but why are we being watched?" Feanor looks around circumspectly, intentionally not looking at the watcher he sense, better to let him think he is still unseen, he readies his blade, and carefully keeps his hands away from hs disruptor.

*3-D Map of Earth shown, then a fast line zooms from Coredia to Tenetia. They have landed 100 km from the capital city, Edinburgh.*

"This is Tenetia, my friend. The place of my birth." Jeremy said. "Damn. Much has changed since we fled here."

Indeed. It looks as if it was out of a medieval scene. Simple villages with ragged people dotted the countryside and not a single piece of advanced technology was in sight. It seems the Empire had managed to pull off the impossible, regress technology long enough so that the people are enslaved by abject poverty. It didn't help that the FTLi that once covered the planet and it's mother system caused a time dilation effect that made time slow down enough that for these poor people, 100 years has passed while for the rest of the galaxy, five standard years have gone by.

Jeremy looked over the scene in horror and anger. "Damn that Empire. They stole everything the people once had...Chief? Come in. You recording everything?"

"Yes, I am." Even Chief wasn't so cheerful now. "Boy, the Empire worked them over badly."

"Yeah. Well, we're moving on, just to see what's up around here." Jeremy said.

"Alright. Be careful."

"I will." The Info-scan turned off. "Ok guys, lets go..."

And they started off, not knowing that they were being...watched.


"So, what are we going to be doing here chief? Will be have to face a Bounty Huntaer here? I understand this was a B-level mission. This is easier than I thought it would be." I sence something.... Another presence is in the area.

"Wait.... Something's not right here. I feel someone else is here. But who is the question."
Shamman gripped his Lightsaber Whip and was ready to activate it on the spot should they be attacked. His other hand arched in the air, ready to hurl bolts of lightning at anyone who'll attack.

The Village Hidden in the Leaves is a bustling, popular village for tourists and its residents. Sometimes the hotels and inns could be booked solid, especially for the yearly Chuunin exam, where ninjas can be promoted in rank. Not me, of course. Oh, hi. I'm Jake McNeil, bounty hunter by trade, Jedi by training, ninja by appearance. For a few months now, I have done missions for the Hokage Tsunade, mayor of Konoha. She's the strongest ninja in the land, and on the Head Council of Jurai, so she's pretty good at leading. Of course, she's a compulsive gambler, but that's another story.

"Three A-missions, six B-ones, ten C-levels later, I think my skills are as top-notch as ever." I smirked, as I wandered around the town. I was feeling hungry at the moment, so I decided that I would get to a bar. And I know where the best ramen bar and grill pub in the village is: Ichiraki Ramen Stand. Thus, I decided to go there and eat some shrimp ramen.

Upon entrance, it was a darkened area frequented by Genin or apprentice ninjas and villagers. People don't mess with ninjas, so we're usually ok. I sat down at one of the stools at the bar section and ordered the shrimp ramen and a Coke, and decided to look around the area.

The Vengeance put down on a primitive dirt landing pad just outside of Konohagekure Village. Kil stepped off the landing ramp, with HK-47 not far behind, after activating the ship's autonomous self-defense procedures. Anyone that got too close would either suffer the equivalent of a fatal electrical shock from the ship's shields, or would be gunned down by the small retractable autocannon on the bottom of the ship. Having consulted with the HoloNet archives and his excellent intelligence sources on the matter of the planet, and finding out about the existence of the so-called "Jedi ninjas" that existed here, Kil wasn't taking any chances. Kil's client had assembled some thorough intelligence about McNeil, after some intensive surveillance and counterintelligence operations. The intel provided to Kil suggested that McNeil liked this planet, and came here quite frequently. However, it didn't specify where on the planet, as the Konohagekure authorities had foiled any attempt at further surveillance. Kil knew he'd have to rendezvous with a local source, the Hokage Tsunade, mayor of Konoha, to pin down McNeil's exact location. Kil consulted his intel on the Hokage's offices or residence, then started off towards it, with HK-47 close behind.
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Meanwhile, Vincent watched with a practiced eye as McNeil entered the Ichiraki Ramen Stand. He had no idea who the man was, but knew just from his swagger and demeanor that he was obviously a bounty hunter or gun-for-hire. He'd have to watch this one closely...

"So, I am not the only one who feels the watcher, good, it tells me that I am not mad, but why are we being watched?" Feanor looks around circumspectly, intentionally not looking at the watcher he sense, better to let him think he is still unseen, he readies his blade, and carefully keeps his hands away from hs disruptor.
The watcher disappeared, as Jeremy thought through his answer. "I bet that our entrance has not gone unnoticed...the Dark Side is strong here."

Meanwhile, in a large, old-fashioned castle...

"Madam, my spies have detected a surge in energy 100 klicks to the south." A warrior bowed before his Mistress, the Empress of Tenetia.

"Interesting. Is there anything else?"

"Yes ma'am. A team of travellers has come from the energy surge and is now heading towards one of the villages."

"Hmm...very interesting." So, you've finally found a way to get here quickly, Grandfather? Well, I have news for you... "Keep an eye on them. And have a squad intercept them and...test them. Make sure one of the Dark Knights is with them. I sense the Force among them."

"Yes, milady." The warrior bowed and left quickly to carry out her orders.

"So, the Jedi have decided to come here. I shall give them the proper welcome." Darth Nightshade, Dark Lady of the Sith, chuckled evilly. She is beginning to turn around the abject poverty of her newly ruled people, but it will take time and effort to produce an army out of them. Time she has in spades...

"Yeah, sure." Jeremy said. He too was feeling something odd.

"Okay, boss." said Belmont, who look around to see for high spot to teleport to. Then he saw a cliff behind them “I will be back in a little bit.” he said before disappearing for their view. He appear a little bit later on the cliff, he lie down and starts looking through his scope. The data pad radio thing was out and beside him. He looked at his team before he started scanning the area around them…

And finally, Team Two landed on the planet they were tasked to scout out.

Raoul hit the ground and rolled to his knees. “Damn that was a rush.” he said with his HK G36C assault rifle scanning the area in front of him.

"So where will we find this BN?" James asked as he slung his S-board.

"The Watcher is gone, call him back you must, in danger we are!!" Stress hampered his already poor syntax, but he hoped someone would at least be able to guess what he meant, there was going to be trouble, and he dropped his illusion of nonchalance, activating his blade and readying his pistol for whatever was to come their way, his eyes glowed with the power of his mind, and he was ready to fight whatever was coming, and he knew that something was coming.

The Vengeance put down on a primitive dirt landing pad just outside of Konohagekure Village. Kil stepped off the landing ramp, with HK-47 not far behind, after activating the ship's autonomous self-defense procedures. Anyone that got too close would either suffer the equivalent of a fatal electrical shock from the ship's shields, or would be gunned down by the small retractable autocannon on the bottom of the ship. Having consulted with the HoloNet archives and his excellent intelligence sources on the matter of the planet, and finding out about the existence of the so-called "Jedi ninjas" that existed here, Kil wasn't taking any chances. Kil's client had assembled some thorough intelligence about McNeil, after some intensive surveillance and counterintelligence operations. The intel provided to Kil suggested that McNeil liked this planet, and came here quite frequently. However, it didn't specify where on the planet, as the Konohagekure authorities had foiled any attempt at further surveillance. Kil knew he'd have to rendezvous with a local source, the Hokage Tsunade, mayor of Konoha, to pin down McNeil's exact location. Kil consulted his intel on the Hokage's offices or residence, then started off towards it, with HK-47 close behind.
The Hokage's office was in a large traditionally Japanese castle, upgraded to modern standards. There were guards, known as the ANBU posted on every entrance. Their faces were hidden in animal masks, and they wore dark cloaks, even in the heat of day. But make no mistake, they are skilled warriors, able to contest the Jedi Knights evenly in all aspects. They even wielded lightsabers, as most ninjas do as a matter of principle, especially when Sith Lords are concerned.

"Halt." One said to the bounty hunter and HK-47 model. "State your business."
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Meanwhile, Vincent watched with a practiced eye as McNeil entered the Ichiraki Ramen Stand. He had no idea who the man was, but knew just from his swagger and demeanor that he was obviously a bounty hunter or gun-for-hire. He'd have to watch this one closely...
Huh, I have the feeling someone's watching me... I noted as I slurped up my ramen with chopsticks. I reached out into the Force, and smiled inwardly. So, he's the one who's watching me. Interesting.

"So where will we find this BN?" James asked as he slung his S-board.
Chris shrugged. "Let's ask someone."

He passed by a ninja who had his hair in a topknot. "Excuse me, do you know who Jake McNeil is?"

"Uh, yes I do. He's shown up a couple months ago, and yet he's extremely skilled in the ninja and Jedi arts." The ninja frowned. "Why?"

Chris put on his innocent-boy face. "Cause we want to meet him, that's why!"

Heh, tough luck, kid. The ninja thought. "Oh, he frequents the bars around here. You might catch him in one of them."

"Ah, thank you." Chris bowed. To James: "Well, at least we have a lead."

"The Watcher is gone, call him back you must, in danger we are!!" Stress hampered his already poor syntax, but he hoped someone would at least be able to guess what he meant, there was going to be trouble, and he dropped his illusion of nonchalance, activating his blade and readying his pistol for whatever was to come their way, his eyes glowed with the power of his mind, and he was ready to fight whatever was coming, and he knew that something was coming.


Shamman knew there was a greater, darker presence here that he's felt in his master's presence before. Lady Nightshade....

He decided that the best way to comunicate with her was through the force.
He secured his thoughts so that the other Jedi in the group couldn't detect his force communication.

::My lady... I've been sent to this project by Darth Aelikes. We're going to assassinate Professor Wiggum and attempt to severely wound that Jedi Master Masaki. I could use any sort of assisstance. Mind you though, I'm acting as an agent. They must not suspect us. My lady, please acknowledge....::

Shamman continued to walk with the other's his head moving from left to right. "Jeremy, I think something's going to happen. I just don't know what though."

Chris shrugged. "Let's ask someone."
He passed by a ninja who had his hair in a topknot. "Excuse me, do you know who Jake McNeil is?"
"Uh, yes I do. He's shown up a couple months ago, and yet he's extremely skilled in the ninja and Jedi arts." The ninja frowned. "Why?"
Chris put on his innocent-boy face. "Cause we want to meet him, that's why!"
[i]Heh, tough luck, kid.[i] The ninja thought. "Oh, he frequents the bars around here. You might catch him in one of them."
"Ah, thank you." Chris bowed. To James: "Well, at least we have a lead."
"We have a problem then, as I'm not old enough to enter bars, neither are you, and while speculating about females age tends to be hazardous to my health, I'm not sure if the two girls in our group are old enough either." James said

The Hokage's office was in a large traditionally Japanese castle, upgraded to modern standards. There were guards, known as the ANBU posted on every entrance. Their faces were hidden in animal masks, and they wore dark cloaks, even in the heat of day. But make no mistake, they are skilled warriors, able to contest the Jedi Knights evenly in all aspects. They even wielded lightsabers, as most ninjas do as a matter of principle, especially when Sith Lords are concerned.

"Halt." One said to the bounty hunter and HK-47 model. "State your business."

"Yes, I'm Kenix Kil, here to see the Hokage regarding some private business."

Huh, I have the feeling someone's watching me... I noted as I slurped up my ramen with chopsticks. I reached out into the Force, and smiled inwardly. So, he's the one who's watching me. Interesting.

Vincent knew the man had noticed him, but how, he did not know. Instead of giving himself away, Vincent settled back comfortably into his alcovr, making himself look as if he were trying to peer through the eye-level layer of smoke that permeated the entire bar. If the man challenged him, so be it. But so long as the man kept to himself, they wouldn't cross paths.

Shamman knew there was a greater, darker presence here that he's felt in his master's presence before. Lady Nightshade....

He decided that the best way to comunicate with her was through the force.
He secured his thoughts so that the other Jedi in the group couldn't detect his force communication.

::My lady... I've been sent to this project by Darth Aelikes. We're going to assassinate Professor Wiggum and attempt to severely wound that Jedi Master Masaki. I could use any sort of assisstance. Mind you though, I'm acting as an agent. They must not suspect us. My lady, please acknowledge....::

Shamman continued to walk with the other's his head moving from left to right. "Jeremy, I think something's going to happen. I just don't know what though."
Interesting, apprentice. I shall see what Masaki has done, but first, I have sent a small force to test you all... Nightshade sent back. Be prepared...

"Yeah, right about...NOW!" Blaster bolts rippled across towards the travellers, summoned by white-clad stormtroopers. Villagers screamed and fled the area as the young Jedi deflected the bolts away from him and them. The squad of 20 stormtroopers pushed towards them, while a cloaked figure on a horse watched the proceedings. His orders were clear: wipe out the intruders and the village where they landed...

Interesting, apprentice. I shall see what Masaki has done, but first, I have sent a small force to test you all... Nightshade sent back. Be prepared...

::I'm ready for anything my lady. My master will arive shortly.::



"Yeah, right about...NOW!" Blaster bolts rippled across towards the travellers, summoned by white-clad stormtroopers. Villagers screamed and fled the area as the young Jedi deflected the bolts away from him and them. The squad of 20 stormtroopers pushed towards them, while a cloaked figure on a horse watched the proceedings. His orders were clear: wipe out the intruders and the village where they landed...

Shamman lifted his lightsaber whip and attacked the stormtroopers. It's black curling blade struck at them multiple times. Meanwhile, his other hand casted huge bolts of blue-red lightning at the stormtroopers. He jumped into the air, doing a half-flip sumersault, and landed in the middle of the group. He used the force to grab his other lightsaber and it's black blade showed. "Surrender upon my orders. Tell Lady Nightshade I'm ready," he wispered into one of the guard's helmet, "she'll understand. Also tell her, the dark side is with us."

"Yes, I'm Kenix Kil, here to see the Hokage regarding some private business."
The ANBU looked at him for a long while. "Very well, but the droid stays out here. No exceptions."


Vincent knew the man had noticed him, but how, he did not know. Instead of giving himself away, Vincent settled back comfortably into his alcovr, making himself look as if he were trying to peer through the eye-level layer of smoke that permeated the entire bar. If the man challenged him, so be it. But so long as the man kept to himself, they wouldn't cross paths.
I won't touch him, but I sense something else. A couple other little groups coming after me. Hmm. Looks like it's going to be an interesting day today...

"We have a problem then, as I'm not old enough to enter bars, neither are you, and while speculating about females age tends to be hazardous to my health, I'm not sure if the two girls in our group are old enough either." James said
"Eh, doesn't matter to me." Chris said. "Besides, I hear that Konoha bars are notorous for having underage patrons. We'll have no trouble." I hope.

They passed through several bars, though no patron or bartender has seen Jake. Then they passed by the Ichiraku bar. "Let's try this one."

And they entered.

::I'm ready for anything my lady. My master will arive shortly.::
I look forward to meeting him. Nightshade smirked.

Shamman lifted his lightsaber whip and attacked the stormtroopers. It's black curling blade struck at them multiple times. Meanwhile, his other hand casted huge bolts of blue-red lightning at the stormtroopers. He jumped into the air, doing a half-flip sumersault, and landed in the middle of the group. He used the force to grab his other lightsaber and it's black blade showed. "Surrender upon my orders. Tell Lady Nightshade I'm ready," he wispered into one of the guard's helmet, "she'll understand. Also tell her, the dark side is with us."
Jeremy was busy with several of the others and took them down with his blue blade quickly. The surviving ones surrendered to Shamman, but a powerful Force blast was sent after them by the Dark Knight.

"You have done well. But now it's my turn." The Knight said, and ignited a red blade as he jumped off his steed. Jeremy readied for action as the Knight advanced.

I look forward to meeting him. Nightshade smirked.


Jeremy was busy with several of the others and took them down with his blue blade quickly. The surviving ones surrendered to Shamman, but a powerful Force blast was sent after them by the Dark Knight.

"You have done well. But now it's my turn." The Knight said, and ignited a red blade as he jumped off his steed. Jeremy readied for action as the Knight advanced.

Shamman was ready. "Go ahead, do your worst. My master will be here shortly, ready to protect.... US." He arched his Whip, ready to take the Sith Knight's lightsaber out of his hand. Loud *Crack*ing noises could be heard as the red, blue, and black blades entangles with eachother.

Shamman was waiting for Jeremy to try to kill the Sith Knight. That would be when he reviels his true identity.

"Eh, doesn't matter to me." Chris said. "Besides, I hear that Konoha bars are notorous for having underage patrons. We'll have no trouble." I hope.
They passed through several bars, though no patron or bartender has seen Jake. Then they passed by the Ichiraku bar. "Let's try this one."
And they entered.
James was on-edge, as bars had an unpleasent oder about them, which James found vile.

Jeremy noted his 'comrade'. The Dark Side is strong in him...I must take care.

He shifted position so that the Dark Knight attacked the young Shamman more than he attacked him.

The Knight was weakened by the blows of his opponents moment by moment. He was not a very good apprentice of the Dark Lady and it showed. Then...Shamman had an opening...

---

Meanwhile, the Dark Lady mused for a moment, and decided to reveal herself. She disappeared from view, and reappeared on a hill away from the combatants. She then smirked as she watched the Knight being beaten. He was weak. He will die. But the other two...they could be of use...especially if I turn the Jedi boy.

Jeremy noted his 'comrade'. The Dark Side is strong in him...I must take care.

He shifted position so that the Dark Knight attacked the young Shamman more than he attacked him.

The Knight was weakened by the blows of his opponents moment by moment. He was not a very good apprentice of the Dark Lady and it showed. Then...Shamman had an opening...

---

Meanwhile, the Dark Lady mused for a moment, and decided to reveal herself. She disappeared from view, and reappeared on a hill away from the combatants. She then smirked as she watched the Knight being beaten. He was weak. He will die. But the other two...they could be of use...especially if I turn the Jedi boy.


"I was waiting for this moment Jedi scum!" His black blade blocked Jeremy's attack. His whip was ready to strike Jeremy down. "Under command of Darth Aelikes and Lady Nightshade, I order you to surrender to the Dark Side. You shall not resist the taste of power. I can offer you.... Wonderous powers and talents which only the Sith and Jedi can DREAM of even understanding...."

James was on-edge, as bars had an unpleasent oder about them, which James found vile.
They spotted a guy at the bar eating ramen (I'm on my second bowl!) and some other patrons of the ramen bar. Chris then sat down and read the menu.

---

I noticed a few other people come in. Most of them I didn't know or care about, but one of them was a young kid with a pair of blasters. Hang on...isn't that Christopher? He was here at the academy couple of years ago.

I smirked. Won't he be surprised who I really am...

James took a seat, and began fiddling with the gizmo.

"I was waiting for this moment Jedi scum!" His black blade blocked Jeremy's attack. His whip was ready to strike Jeremy down. "Under command of Darth Aelikes and Lady Nightshade, I order you to surrender to the Dark Side. You shall not resist the taste of power. I can offer you.... Wonderous powers and talents which only the Sith and Jedi can DREAM of even understanding...."
"What?!" Jeremy barely had time to understand before he found himself blocking blows from his teammate. "You...Sith?!"

The Dark Knight stepped back to watch the events unfold. He glanced at a hillside and began to walk over there. He soon spotted his Mistress. "My mistress..."

Before he could say another word, a blade cut through his neck and he fell dead. "Thank you. Now it's my game..."

The Sith Lady walked calmly down to watch the battle unfold.

Kristina loiters around the village itself, idly stealing anything small enough to conceal that looks useful or valuable.

"What?!" Jeremy barely had time to understand before he found himself blocking blows from his teammate. "You...Sith?!"

"No. I'm a Kirtir Apprentice to the Dark Lord Aelikes. I was sent to assassinate you, your master, and the professor. It's too late to contact team 2 by now. Most are probably killed by HK-59 by this time. Surrender.... And your life will be spared. If you don't....*puts away his lightsaber whip* I'll be forced to make you see our ways," on this note he lifted his other hand and was ready to cast the bolts of lightning at Jeremy.



Before he could say another word, a blade cut through his neck and he fell dead. "Thank you. Now it's my game..."

The Sith Lady walked calmly down to watch the battle unfold.

Shamman turned to Lady Nightshade. "My lady. Sooo good to see you. You see, I'm having a wonderfull time with Jeremy here. But I don't think he's going to listen to me. What should we do?" Shamman broke the lightsaber connection with Jeremy and walked backwards. "I'm ready for your orders."

It looked like the others forgot about Belmont. He took down a couple of the men in white armor as they came out. Then through his scope all Hell broke out, it looks like Shamman betray us. What to do? he asked himself. Then he looked at his left side and saw the data pad radio. He took it in his left hand and said “Chief! Shamman is a traitor. He sided with some lady in black.”

“Needs orders?” he asked “Run or fight?”

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Raoul watched HK-59 the whole time they were on that planet. HK-59 was not doing anything right now. But if it did, it would be turned into scarp metal.

It looked like the others forgot about Belmont. He took down a couple of the men in white armor as they came out. Then through his scope all Hell broke out, it looks like Shamman betray us. What to do? he asked himself. Then he looked at his left side and saw the data pad radio. He took it in his left hand and said “Chief! Shamman is a traitor. He sided with some lady in black.”

Shamman turned to look at Belmont and used his other hand to hurl the bolts of lightning at him. And instead of throwning him away, Shamman used the force to pull Belmont towards him. "You're comming with us too."

Kristina loiters around the village itself, idly stealing anything small enough to conceal that looks useful or valuable.
She wasn't unnoticed, for a small knife suddenly flew by her to hit the ground in front of her. An old man was behind her, hold out a hand. "My merchandise, please. And please don't try anything. I won't miss next time."

---

"You...you..." Emotions ran through Jeremy, mostly anger and hatred.

Yes, young Jeremy. A seductive voice seemed to say. Strike him down. He has betrayed you, and he must pay.

The voice said it was natural, it was right that his former teammate be struck down. "Yes. You will PAY!"

Jeremy lashed out with his lightsaber, fueled by anger, hate, wanting to kill this bastard!

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"This is bad. They're in over their heads." Chief said.

"Yes. Recall Team Two, immediately." I hope the droid didn't kill them...

"Right away."

Moegi and Raoul were currently scouting the area when the Chief appeared. "Warning, warning! Master Masaki has ordered your recall immediately!"

"What's wrong?"

"Betrayal. One of Team One has attacked Jeremy. The Shamman guy!" Chief cried.

"What? Damn." Moegi groaned. "Let's go."

"Right-o!" The Chief opened the wormhole again...

Shamman turned to look at Belmont and used his other hand to hurl the bolts of lightning at him. And instead of throwning him away, Shamman used the force to pull Belmont towards him. "You're comming with us too."

The Force lightning didn’t get near him because it would have to go over 600 years to get him. Before Shamman's hold could get him, he fire two rounds at his head. “**** you.” said Belmont, who teleported out of Shamman hold. He did not know where he was but it looked like a cave. He started looking for the exit.

"This is bad. They're in over their heads." Chief said.

"Yes. Recall Team Two, immediately." I hope the droid didn't kill them...

"Right away."

Moegi and Raoul were currently scouting the area when the Chief appeared. "Warning, warning! Master Masaki has ordered your recall immediately!"

"What's wrong?"

"Betrayal. One of Team One has attacked Jeremy. The Shamman guy!" Chief cried.

"What? Damn." Moegi groaned. "Let's go."

"Right-o!" The Chief opened the wormhole again...

"Okay." said Raoul "We leave that damn thing here, too." Raoul jumped into the wormhole.

"You...you..." Emotions ran through Jeremy, mostly anger and hatred.

Yes, young Jeremy. A seductive voice seemed to say. Strike him down. He has betrayed you, and he must pay.

The voice said it was natural, it was right that his former teammate be struck down. "Yes. You will PAY!"

Jeremy lashed out with his lightsaber, fueled by anger, hate, wanting to kill this bastard!

"Yes! That's it Jeremy. Use your anger and hatred! Reach out to the dark side. Your skill's will be usefull you know. But you won't survive the next upcomming pain." Shamman lifted his other hand and yellow/orange electricity flowed out of his hands and charged towards Jeremy. Shamman was draining the life from Jeremy, gaining Jeremy's loss for his own. Shamman was growing stronger.


"This is bad. They're in over their heads." Chief said.

"Yes. Recall Team Two, immediately. Send them to Team Three." I hope the droid didn't kill them...

"Right away."

Moegi and Raoul were currently fighting the HK-59 model, but were clearly losing. But before he could do the finishing blow, a wormhole opened.

"Come on!" Moegi yelled and jumped in with Raoul.

"Confident Statement: You will not escape us know. We know the project's head courters. We know who's incharge. The Dark Lord will be there to fight the Jedi Master shortly," '59 fired off his portable flammer unit at the two.

"Goading Statement: Come on you Meatbags. Your primative skill's won't match my supriority assassin skills. Just surrender. I'll take the necessairy measures."

"Confident Statement: You will not escape us know. We know the project's head courters. We know who's incharge. The Dark Lord will be there to fight the Jedi Master shortly," '59 fired off his portable flammer unit at the two.

"Goading Statement: Come on you Meatbags. Your primative skill's won't match my supriority assassin skills. Just surrender. I'll take the necessairy measures."

Raoul threw two huge fireballs at HK-59 before he disappeared into the wormhole.

"Yes! That's it Jeremy. Use your anger and hatred! Reach out to the dark side. Your skill's will be usefull you know. But you won't survive the next upcomming pain." Shamman lifted his other hand and yellow/orange electricity flowed out of his hands and charged towards Jeremy. Shamman was draining the life from Jeremy, gaining Jeremy's loss for his own. Shamman was growing stronger.
"No! No..." Jeremy screamed in pain. He felt his life draining from him and he felt that he was going to die. He managed to focus, redirect the lightning back upon Shamman.

Nightshade would wait at the right time, then 'rescue' the Jedi...

"Confident Statement: You will not escape us know. We know the project's head courters. We know who's incharge. The Dark Lord will be there to fight the Jedi Master shortly," '59 fired off his portable flammer unit at the two.

"Goading Statement: Come on you Meatbags. Your primative skill's won't match my supriority assassin skills. Just surrender. I'll take the necessairy measures."
"Not on your programming, droid! Katon: Housenka no Jutsu!" Moegi began spitting fireballs at the droid as she retreated into the waiting wormhole. It began to close.

*The wormhole sent them to Team Three's location.*

"No! No..." Jeremy screamed in pain. He felt his life draining from him and he felt that he was going to die. He managed to focus, redirect the lightning back upon Shamman.

Shamman blocked the lightning and redirected it to a random building. He quickly backed off from Jeremy.
"Yes. Do you feel the power, Jeremy? Do you feel the dark side in you? We can help you train to controle that anger of yours. We can help you become a very strong Sith or Kirtir. Whichever path of power you choose. The Sith are limited mind you. No offence my lady."

A shadowy figure walked up behind Lady Nightshade. It's breath moved very heavy. It was breathing through a breath mask to help itself to breath. Similar thus to lord vader, except it wasn't a full helmet. His cloak wavered on the grass. "Lady Nightshade.... It's a pleasure to finnaly meet you. Lord Aunshi has told me a great deal about you," it stated. Darth Aelikes has arrived.

As the wormhole opened and the members of team II popped through, James looked up from his tinkering, "What are you guys doing here?" He asked

Shamman blocked the lightning and redirected it to a random building. He quickly backed off from Jeremy.
"Yes. Do you feel the power, Jeremy? Do you feel the dark side in you? We can help you train to controle that anger of yours. We can help you become a very strong Sith or Kirtir. Whichever path of power you choose. The Sith are limited mind you. No offence my lady."
"No..." Jeremy breathed hard as the lightning stopped. He rolled over and groaned. "I don't think so..."

A shadowy figure walked up behind Lady Nightshade. It's breath moved very heavy. It was breathing through a breath mask to help itself to breath. Similar thus to lord vader, except it wasn't a full helmet. His cloak wavered on the grass. "Lady Nightshade.... It's a pleasure to finnaly meet you. Lord Aunshi has told me a great deal about you," it stated. Darth Aelikes has arrived.
"Thank you. I see your apprentice has done well. Young Jeremy here, however. We would need to break him. His will is still strong." Nightshade said. Then she noticed the Info-Scan on his belt and it flew to her hand. "Interesting device. Quite useful, too."

Belmont continued walking through the cave, a flashlight in his left hand and his dagger in his right hand. His rifle was over his right shoulder. He had the data-pad thing on his belt, “I hate this. I told the Jedi Master that I had a bad feeling about Shamman.” he saw to himself as he walked through the cave.

As the wormhole opened and the members of team II popped through, James looked up from his tinkering, "What are you guys doing here?" He asked
"Team One's being betrayed at Tenetia." Moegi whispered harshly as she stepped out.

"What?" Chris couldn't believe it.

Tenetia? I asked myself, couldn't help but overhear.

"No..." Jeremy breathed hard as the lightning stopped. He rolled over and groaned. "I don't think so..."

"You've already felt it. You wanted to kill me. Is that the way of the Jedi? Or is it of the Dark Side? The Jedi can only offer you a very limited amount of vision of the force. Their code limits their actions. Come, join me. My master and I could show you a power greater than Palpatine could hope to achive!"


"Thank you. I see your apprentice has done well. Young Jeremy here, however. We would need to break him. His will is still strong." Nightshade said. Then she noticed the Info-Scan on his belt and it flew to her hand. "Interesting device. Quite useful, too."

OOC: Info-Scan? I haven't a clue what you're talking about. Here's a link to Darth Aelikes (http://members.shaw.ca/blackarts/assets/sith.jpg). Mind telling me what that is? I've lost track of some of the smaller bits of tech in SW.

IC:
"Yes. His will is strong, but like all minds and wills, it can be broken," he was breathing heavly through his breath mask. (picture darth vader's breathing)

"Team One's being betrayed at Tenetia." Moegi whispered harshly as she stepped out.

"What?" Chris couldn't believe it.

Tenetia? I asked myself, couldn't help but overhear.

“Yeah, that damn thing attack us as we jumped into the wormhole.” said Raoul. “So, it looks like we are with y’all now.”

"I believe it is time to even the odds." Feanor leapt to aid Jeremy, his blade flashing to lifwe, its blue glow giving the battle an otherworldly appearance, while he cracked out a pair of rounds from his disruptor, betrayal would not go uinpaid, he had more tricks than the jedi did, he was a pyro, and that meant he could make things very interesting in the next few minutes if they didn't surrender.

OOC: That device was Jeremy's. Damn my lack of detail!

IC:
"I...don't...think so!" Jeremy fueled himself with the Force again and lashed out, 'grabbing' Shammon's throat with his powers and squeezed. "You betrayed me. You betrayed the team. I'll kill you!"

"So I guess you're part of our team now." James said, "Do any of you mind if I cannabilize(sp) your gizmos?"

OOC: That device was Jeremy's. Damn my lack of detail!

IC:
"I...don't...think so!" Jeremy fueled himself with the Force again and lashed out, 'grabbing' Shammon's throat with his powers and squeezed. "You betrayed me. You betrayed the team. I'll kill you!"

"Jeremy, do not do this, it is not your way, remain strong in your path." Up to this point Curufinwe had been speaking aloud, now he reverted to his native telepathy, he had no time to waste on niceties like verbalising his thoughts.

"I believe it is time to even the odds." Feanor leapt to aid Jeremy, his blade flashing to lifwe, its blue glow giving the battle an otherworldly appearance, while he cracked out a pair of rounds from his disruptor, betrayal would not go uinpaid, he had more tricks than the jedi did, he was a pyro, and that meant he could make things very interesting in the next few minutes if they didn't surrender.
"I'll take care of you!" Nightshade growled and ignited her saber to engage the Protoss.

----

Meanwhile, I wondered about something. If one of their teams were at Tenetia, then that means...oh damn! Nightshade. I narrowed my eyes and wondered when to reveal myself.

OOC: That device was Jeremy's. Damn my lack of detail!

OOC: Understnadable.


IC:
"I...don't...think so!" Jeremy fueled himself with the Force again and lashed out, 'grabbing' Shammon's throat with his powers and squeezed. "You betrayed me. You betrayed the team. I'll kill you!"

Shamman quickly resestid the "Force Choke" which Jeremy attempted to use. "You're using the dark side right now Jeremy. Don't you feel it's power? You will break," he turned off his lightsaber and lifted both of his hands. The same blue bolts of electricity was hurled at Jeremy, who screamed with pain. Aelikes was watching this. He knew that his apprentice's powers won't be enough to break the Jedi's. "Enough!"
In place of Shamman's powers, Aelikes closed his eyes and lifted his hands.
The clouds grew dark and swirled above the 4 players (Nightshade, Aelikes, Shamman, and Jeremy). Lightning was shot from the sky and into the body of Jeremy. This wasn't the regular force lightning or force storm which he was using, oh no. This was a special Kirtir Dark Lord power granted by the dark side god Skorm. He was controling the dark nature of the planet.

Belmont neared the exit of the cave, as he walked outside he saw something that he knew. It was the same clif; he was just on. He put the flashlight in his bag and dagger in its spot. He walked to the edge of the cliff to see if his teammate were still there. They are there. he said to himself. Without think, he teleport behind Jeremy and wrapped his left arm around him. With an evil smile at Shamman, he teleported to the Protoss side. Wrapping his right arm around the Protoss, he teleported both of his teammates out of there. They were about half a mile away from the evil guys.

“Are you okay?” asked Belmont to Jeremy.

"So I guess you're part of our team now." James said, "Do any of you mind if I cannabilize(sp) your gizmos?"
"No!" Moegi yelled. She was clearly shaken up by the betrayal.

Gizmos? I wondered.

"I'll take care of you!" Nightshade growled and ignited her saber to engage the Protoss.

----

Meanwhile, I wondered about something. If one of their teams were at Tenetia, then that means...oh damn! Nightshade. I narrowed my eyes and wondered when to reveal myself.

"Beware the might of the Dark Templar, minion of the dark." He was named Feanor for a reason, translated it meant "Spirit of Fire", and now he showed them why, igniting a massive blaze around him and the sith, as well as a fire around the Dark Lord, this fire was not natural, and would not be doused easily, then he attacked, his blade coming up to meet the lightsaber of the sith.

OOC:Feanor (http://scgame.wz.cz/protossunits/darktemplarartwork.jpg)

"So I guess you're part of our team now." James said, "Do any of you mind if I cannabilize(sp) your gizmos?"

“Yes, I would mind if you cannibalize my gizmo.” said Raoul “The Professor said it was our life line.”

OOC: Understnadable.



Shamman quickly resestid the "Force Choke" which Jeremy attempted to use. "You're using the dark side right now Jeremy. Don't you feel it's power? You will break," he turned off his lightsaber and lifted both of his hands. The same blue bolts of electricity was hurled at Jeremy, who screamed with pain. Aelikes was watching this. He knew that his apprentice's powers won't be enough to break the Jedi's. "Enough!"
In place of Shamman's powers, Aelikes closed his eyes and lifted his hands.
The clouds grew dark and swirled above the 4 players (Nightshade, Aelikes, Shamman, and Jeremy). Lightning was shot from the sky and into the body of Jeremy. This wasn't the regular force lightning or force storm which he was using, oh no. This was a special Kirtir Dark Lord power granted by the dark side god Skorm. He was controling the dark nature of the planet.
"Aaaaaaaah!" Jeremy screamed as lightning struck him. He collapsed, unconscious, nearly dead, vulerable to the Dark Side now.

Nightshade, however, focused on the fire, and even as the blaze licked her cloak so that she was forced to discard it, she engaged the Protoss.

OOC: Where's HK-59? I think he would be able to jump in that wormhole just before it closed.

"Alright, alright." James grumbled as he went back to tinkering with his.

"Aaaaaaaah!" Jeremy screamed as lightning struck him. He collapsed, unconscious, nearly dead, vulerable to the Dark Side now.

Nightshade, however, focused on the fire, and even as the blaze licked her cloak so that she was forced to discard it, she engaged the Protoss.

OOC: Where's HK-59? I think he would be able to jump in that wormhole just before it closed.


Feanor struck, his blade sputtered and sparked with the power of his mind, just one good strike would be all he needed, one good strike.

OOC: CW, split this damn thread or I'm going to have to quit. This is insane.

"Aaaaaaaah!" Jeremy screamed as lightning struck him. He collapsed, unconscious, nearly dead, vulerable to the Dark Side now.

Nightshade, however, focused on the fire, and even as the blaze licked her cloak so that she was forced to discard it, she engaged the Protoss.

OOC: Where's HK-59? I think he would be able to jump in that wormhole just before it closed.

OOC: I figured that Aelikes can transport to him, and then transport back to the project's head courters.

IC:
Aelikes turned to Shamman. "Keep an eye on him."

"Sir....

Belmont neared the exit of the cave, as he walked outside he saw something that he knew. It was the same clif; he was just on. He put the flashlight in his bag and dagger in its spot. He walked to the edge of the cliff to see if his teammate were still there. They are there. he said to himself. Without think, he teleport behind Jeremy and wrapped his left arm around him. With an evil smile at Shamman, he teleported to the Protoss side. Wrapping his right arm around the Protoss, he teleported both of his teammates out of there. They were about half a mile away from the evil guys.

"Damn. Never mind. Let's pick up HK-59 at the other planet. We'll then head for the project's center. Mistriss Nightshade?"

OOC: I figured that Aelikes can transport to him, and then transport back to the project's head courters.

IC:
Aelikes turned to Shamman. "Keep an eye on him."

"Sir....


"Damn. Never mind. Let's pick up HK-59 at the other planet. We'll then head for the project's center. Mistriss Nightshade?"

OOC: Aekiles is slightly surrounded by a flaming ring right now, might wanna deal with that sometime soon, before you, I dunno, catch on fire or something.

OOC: I figured that Aelikes can transport to him, and then transport back to the project's head courters.

IC:
Aelikes turned to Shamman. "Keep an eye on him."

"Sir....


"Damn. Never mind. Let's pick up HK-59 at the other planet. We'll then head for the project's center. Mistriss Nightshade?"
"Very well. Let us go. I know where they are now." Nightshade smirked. But first, let me take care of that little flame."

She summoned her own elemental power, the wind and sent it to blow at the fire, not caring if the village nearby burned to the ground. She had more important things to worry about.

---

"Damn." Alex cursed as he saw Jeremy's life signs go down almost to death. "Chief? We'll have to work quickly before the Sith arrives, for Nightshade has his device and can trace us. Recall the teams, and make sure Jake goes with them." I will need that boy.

"On my way!" The Chief said.

----

That was it. I decided that whatever was wrong on Tenetia had to involve Nightshade, and I knew that I was the only one who can engage her and live.

I walked over to the boy known as Chris. "Hey. My name is Jake. I can't help but overhear your little problem."

The boy's eyes widened. "You're Jake McNeil? We were sent to get you."

I smirked. "Looks like you got me, then."

Suddenly, the Chief appeared, startling the bartender. "Peoples! The Sith have attacked Team One, and they've barely escaped with young Jeremy. We're ordering a recall in case the Sith attacks our base."

"Damn. Our first missions and it goes badly." Chris groused.

When Nightshades wind hit the flame it only flared higher, feeding off of the power she used to put it out.

OOC: my standard trick, power leech abilities, the harder you fight to put it out with various abilities, the more powerful it becomes, you'll have to put it out the oldfashioned way.

Belmont saw that Jeremy was not going to answer him because be was near death. "Chief! Wormhole now." said Belmont with Jeremy on his left shoulder. “Curufinwe, keep an eye out for the enemy.”

----

“Lets go then.” said Raoul.

Belmont saw that Jeremy was not going to answer him because be was near death. "Chief! Wormhole now." said Belmont with Jeremy on his left shoulder. “Curufinwe, keep an eye out for the enemy.”

----

“Lets go then.” said Raoul.
I shall keep more than just an eye on the situation nearby."

"If were getting recalled, I guess we should go." James said as he closed the panel on the gizmo and stood up.

Belmont saw that Jeremy was not going to answer him because be was near death. "Chief! Wormhole now." said Belmont with Jeremy on his left shoulder. “Curufinwe, keep an eye out for the enemy.”
"Done!" The Chief chimed in and the wormhole opened for them. Heading back to Coredia, Earth.

----

“Lets go then.” said Raoul.
"Yeah, let's!" Chris yelled. And before anyone else could say so, the wormhole opened again. A paper airplane note zoomed out of it, and I caught it. Go in with the others. Alex Masaki.

I silently nodded as the others jumped in. Then I went, prepared for action.

[Stargate-like sequence through wormhole]

I shall keep more than just an eye on the situation nearby."

"Thanks." said Belmont, who checking Jeremy's pulse.

James was the first through the gate, "So what's the plan now?" He asked the Chief.

When Nightshades wind hit the flame it only flared higher, feeding off of the power she used to put it out.

OOC: my standard trick, power leech abilities, the harder you fight to put it out with various abilities, the more powerful it becomes, you'll have to put it out the oldfashioned way.
She growled as the wind did nothing, and simply grabbed her fellow Dark Lords' shoulders and disappeared from view, letting the fire burn out the village. They reappeared at her prominent castle.

"Thanks." said Belmont, who checking Jeremy's pulse.

"The way is opened, let us move swiftly, I will carry Jeremy." He lifted Jeremy from the ground, keeping him perfectly straight with his telekinetic skills, this was not a good way to start a set of missions.

"Done!" The Chief chimed in and the wormhole opened for them. Heading back to Coredia, Earth.

Belmont with Jeremy on his left shoulder jumped in wormhole. He lands a couple of minutes later. He put Jeremy on a nearby table, "He has a low pulse." he said

"Yeah, let's!" Chris yelled. And before anyone else could say so, the wormhole opened again. A paper airplane note zoomed out of it, and I caught it. Go in with the others. Alex Masaki.

I silently nodded as the others jumped in. Then I went, prepared for action.

Raoul hopped in wormhole, he was the last one to enter it.

Valentine was waiting at the desk when they got back "I'm looking for a rather large man bnamed Curufinwe, have you seen him?"

She growled as the wind did nothing, and simply grabbed her fellow Dark Lords' shoulders and disappeared from view, letting the fire burn out the village. They reappeared at her prominent castle.

Once the Sith left the area the fire simply died out, leaving no damage behind, it had been an illusion of the mind, convincing the body that it was being burned, or that the items around them were singed by the flame.

Jeremy groaned with pain.

"We'll have to get him to the medical center." Alex said. "Medics!"

Two medics came with a stretcher and carried the boy away. Meanwhile, the two other team leaders sat down, worried about their friend and everything else.

"I don't think we should have gone to Tenetia so soon." Chris said.

"Yeah." Moegi agreed. "The other two missions were easier."

Putting me and Chief aside, Alex spoke with me. "At least the project worked. I think I should have waited as well."

I nodded. "Yeah. Nightshade will come after us now."

"And so will the other two Dark Lords." The Chief said.

"I have an idea." I said. Then I went to the others, datapad with their names on hand. "Listen up. Here's what we're going to do."

"We can throw them back out of here." I said. "But we'll all need to work together. Those with limited psychic ability will need to take on the droid you were talking about. That means Chris, Jonathan, James and Raoul. The rest of us will deal with the Dark Lords, along with resident Jedi. Moegi, you will need to take the Professor to safety."

"Right." She nodded.

"Any other ideas?" I asked.

Valentine was waiting at the desk when they got back "I'm looking for a rather large man bnamed Curufinwe, have you seen him?"
"Yes, he's over there." Jefferey said, pointing.

"Alright." James said, as he pulled out a small device, about the same size as a lightsaber handle. With a press of a button, it fully extended into a full size longbow.

"Listen up. Here's what we're going to do."

"We can throw them back out of here." I said. "But we'll all need to work together. Those with limited psychic ability will need to take on the droid you were talking about. That means Chris, Jonathan, James and Raoul. The rest of us will deal with the Dark Lords, along with resident Jedi. Moegi, you will need to take the Professor to safety."

"Right." She nodded.

"Any other ideas?" I asked.

Jonathan and Raoul looked at this new person. Who he is? asked Raoul to himself. "I think I found a weakness in the droid's armor. It near the neck." said Raoul. "All I need is somebody to use as bait, so I can get be hide it and behead it.”

"How fast is the droid?" James asked

"Yes, he's over there." Jefferey said, pointing.

"Thank you." A man of medium height and weight walks up to the massive Protoss "Where have you been my friend, you look like hell." Dressed in a red cloak and a black jumpsuit, Valentine is a strange man to look upon, his left arm is replaced with a massive prosthetic, it was of the metal that the Protoss dragoons were formed from, and acted jut like a normal arm, he also seemed to have a strange animalistic quality about him, and most psions were put off by his persence, and the barely restrained fury that lurked beneath his calm exterior.

Jonathan and Raoul looked at this new person. Who he is? asked Raoul to himself. "I think I found a weakness in the droid's armor. It near the neck." said Raoul. "All I need is somebody to use as bait, so I can get be hide it and behead it.”
"Hmm. Not a bad idea." I mused. "But he would have shields, so you'd best wear them down with heavy fire or explosives."

"How fast is the droid?" James asked
"Plenty fast." I said. "But you can beat him."

"How fast is the droid?" James asked

“Fast because me and Moegi were scouting the area when we got the call from Chief.” said Raoul “Right as we were about to jump into the wormhole, it appeared behind us.”

Kristi turns to face the old man, ignoring the call on her datapad in her preoccupation. He is obviously trained and dangerous, but she isn't about to give up. "I don't know what you're talking about geezer, and if I did I wouldn't give you a damn thing." She reaches slowly and deliberately for her weapon. "I will give you something else for your trouble, however, if you don't let me leave in peace."

"Hmm. Not a bad idea." I mused. "But he would have shields, so you'd best wear them down with heavy fire or explosives."

"Got something heavier then this?" asked Raoul holding up his rifle. Why did I bring this gun? he asked himself.

"I doubt that the droid is faster than Valentine here, I'm sure he would be willing to be your bait, he could get out of the way if he nedded to, and he can surely keep the droid occupied long enough for you to strike, well Valentine, what do you say?" Finally Curufinwe looked up from the battered form on the slab, he was no healer, but he did unxderstand damage caused by psychic power well enough to assist in the repairs to Jeremy's tortured form.

"Fine." Valentine stepped forward, "I'll be your bait, just try and kill the droid quck, will you?"

Kristi turns to face the old man, ignoring the call on her datapad in her preoccupation. He is obviously trained and dangerous, but she isn't about to give up. "I don't know what you're talking about geezer, and if I did I wouldn't give you a damn thing." She reaches slowly and deliberately for her weapon. "I will give you something else for your trouble, however, if you don't let me leave in peace."
"Ooh. Feisty!" But before the situation could turn dangerous, the Chief chimed in.

"Hey, Kristi. We're being recalled now. Wormhole opening up!" He said in her native Mirfakian, confusing the old geezer. The wormhole opened behind her, waiting.

"Fine." Valentine stepped forward, "I'll be your bait, just try and kill the droid quck, will you?"

“Well, like Jake said ‘It will have shield.’ So, that is first target.” said Belmont “We will need to weaken the shield and then Raoul can do his damage.”

“Right.” said Raoul.

"Since we have a bait, I'll take fire support." James said.

“Well, like Jake said ‘It will have shield.’ So, that is first target.” said Belmont “We will need to weaken the shield and then Raoul can do his damage.”

“Right.” said Raoul.
"I can handle the shield," He hefts a gun that looks something like a cut down twelve guage, but there's something strange about it, no one but Valentine and Curufinwe know what goes into his shells that make it that way, but the gun fairly exudes an aura of meance, and it almost seems to quiver in his hand, as though it had a life of its own. "I'll give it the Death Penalty." At that Curufinwe and Valentine both chuckle, although the jokwe is so opaque that no one who doesn't know Valentinwe could possibly understand it.

Kristi hesitates a moment, half wanting to test her new weapon on the man, then resigns herself. "Yil," she says, and enters the portal, travelling back to.... "What the hell?" she inquires to no one in particular, looking over the disorderly, half-trashed portal room. She pulls aside one of the facility guards by his collar. "What in the Universe is going on here?"

[OOC: Sorry for the late post; hopefully this isn't completely irrelevant now...]

The ANBU looked at him for a long while. "Very well, but the droid stays out here. No exceptions."

"Indignant Reply: What is this ridiculous policy you have, meatbag? Do you consider droids below your 'superior' organic form? This unit will not hesitate to rip your pathetically weak meatbag structure limb from limb to disprove your arrogance..."

"HK, enough."

"Resignation: If you insist, Master."

Kil looked at the guard. "He's a little touchy. But thank you for letting me in."

Leaving the guards to fend for themselves with HK-47, Kil proceeded inside the mansion.

I won't touch him, but I sense something else. A couple other little groups coming after me. Hmm. Looks like it's going to be an interesting day today...

Vincent continued to watch the man, unconsciously grasping one his silenced 9mms...

"Good idea. I'll toss some thermal grenades that I have on me and see if that works." I said. Then I saw the young lady Kristi cursing her way here.

"Basically, we're about to be hit by some Sith Lords here. It's the reason for the recall." Chris answered for her. "We're planning on how to deal with them."

"Good idea. I'll toss some thermal grenades that I have on me and see if that works." I said. Then I saw the young lady Kristi cursing her way here.

"Basically, we're about to be hit by some Sith Lords here. It's the reason for the recall." Chris answered for her. "We're planning on how to deal with them."

"And what are we going to do about those three sith bastards, they will bring backup, and I am unsure as to my ability to deeat any of them." Curufinwe again speaks up from his position over Jeremy's body.

[OOC: Sorry for the late post; hopefully this isn't completely irrelevant now...]

"Indignant Reply: What is this ridiculous policy you have, meatbag? Do you consider droids below your 'superior' organic form? This unit will not hesitate to rip your pathetically weak meatbag structure limb from limb to disprove your arrogance..."

"HK, enough."

"Resignation: If you insist, Master."

Kil looked at the guard. "He's a little touchy. But thank you for letting me in."

Leaving the guards to fend for themselves with HK-47, Kil proceeded inside the mansion.
The lady at the desk was the Hokage, and she said. "If you're looking for McNeil, he's left the planet. You'll catch him at Coredia, Earth. Hurry if you want to get him. Yes I know you're looking for him, everyone is."

OOC: The second part is irrelevant. Sorry about that.

Kristi releases her hold on the guard and moves towards Chris instead, wearing a dangerous expression. "We're going to fight Sith? What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you insane? I want to go back and fight the damn ninjas! At least I might live through it!"

Kristi releases her hold on the guard and moves towards Chris instead, wearing a dangerous expression. "We're going to fight Sith? What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you insane? I want to go back and fight the damn ninjas! At least I might live through it!"

"Be calm, Kristi, thjere are only three of them, I alone am not enough to beat them, but I am not alone, there are many of us here, we can win if we plan well."

The girl pulls her Force Lance and extends it, dividing her glare between Christopher and Curufinwe. "Great, that makes me feel much better. What the hell do you think I am, a Jedi? I can't fight Sith you morons, and I'm not going to die here because you're stupid enough to try."

The girl pulls her Force Lance and extends it, dividing her glare between Christopher and Curufinwe. "Great, that makes me feel much better. What the hell do you think I am, a Jedi? I can't fight Sith you morons, and I'm not going to die here because you're stupid enough to try."

"Thst is what we are for," he gestrurwes to the various psions in the room, "You are to deal with the droid, and any other friends thery may bring with them."

"And what are we going to do about those three sith bastards, they will bring backup, and I am unsure as to my ability to deeat any of them." Curufinwe again speaks up from his position over Jeremy's body.
I smirked and ignited my sea-green lightsaber for all to see. "That's where Master Masaki and I come in. I will engage Nightshade. Masaki will take on the Sith Master. I presume you have a rematch with the apprentice. Jeffrey will assist you in with him."

"Wow. I'm glad we didn't have to take you down to get you." Chris said, awed by the lightsaber.

"Yeah, would have been tough for you guys." I chuckled.

I smirked and ignited my sea-green lightsaber for all to see. "That's where Master Masaki and I come in. I will engage Nightshade. Masaki will take on the Sith Master. I presume you have a rematch with the apprentice. Jeffrey will assist you in with him."

"Wow. I'm glad we didn't have to take you down to get you." Chris said, awed by the lightsaber.

"Yeah, would have been tough for you guys." I chuckled.

"I originally faced Nightshade, and the fight did not go well."

The lady at the desk was the Hokage, and she said. "If you're looking for McNeil, he's left the planet. You'll catch him at Coredia, Earth. Hurry if you want to get him. Yes I know you're looking for him, everyone is."

OOC: The second part is irrelevant. Sorry about that.

OOC: No problem, I should have expected to miss out on a lot.

IC: "Thank you, Hokage. I promise you McNeil's head will be mine as soon as I hunt him down." Kil gave her a slight bow out of respect, then left the premises. He walked back down to the gate, and, without even stopping, waved for HK-47 to follow him. HK-47 turned to glare at the guards one last time, then followed Kil back to the Vengeance. Within minutes, the Vengeance was off-planet.

"Query: Where is the scum McNeil hiding now, Master?"

"The city of Coredia, on a planet called Earth."

"Query: Earth?"

"Yes, Earth. Intel says they're a bit behind in terms of technology, with only limited in-system space travel and unmanned probes to the nearer planets."

"Surprised Reply: How very droll. Supposition: Perhaps we ought to enlighten these barbarians, Master?"

"No, HK, we're just here for McNeil's head."

"Resignation: Must you always ruin my fun, Master?"

Kil said nothing, instead making the final adjustments to his course for Earth. The navcomp said it checked out, and with a pull of a lever, the Vengeance shot into the azure nothingness of hyperspace.

OOC: No problem, I should have expected to miss out on a lot.

IC: "Thank you, Hokage. I promise you McNeil's head will be mine as soon as I hunt him down." Kil gave her a slight bow out of respect, then left the premises. He walked back down to the gate, and, without even stopping, waved for HK-47 to follow him. HK-47 turned to glare at the guards one last time, then followed Kil back to the Vengeance. Within minutes, the Vengeance was off-planet.

"Query: Where is the scum McNeil hiding now, Master?"

"The city of Coredia, on a planet called Earth."

"Query: Earth?"

"Yes, Earth. Intel says they're a bit behind in terms of technology, with only limited in-system space travel and unmanned probes to the nearer planets."

"Surprised Reply: How very droll. Supposition: Perhaps we ought to enlighten these barbarians, Master?"

"No, HK, we're just here for McNeil's head."

"Resignation: Must you always ruin my fun, Master?"

Kil said nothing, instead making the final adjustments to his course for Earth. The navcomp said it checked out, and with a pull of a lever, the Vengeance shot into the azure nothingness of hyperspace.
The Hokage smiled. They go expecting to fight or kill McNeil, but they will find themselves fighting something else, that's for sure.

"I originally faced Nightshade, and the fight did not go well."
I nodded sadly. "I knew her well. She's very tough." If you only knew.

Kristi walks past the group, looking supremely disgusted and uttering a Mirfakan phrase that the translator can't quite do justice to. "Mikarbaflini onyual total!" She exits into the hall, looking for more weaponry and defenses to protect herself. After a few moments, the best that the Chief's translation matrix can come up with is "completely stupid total fucking worthless morons."

James decides to follow Kristi. "So what's the problem?" He asked, "Why do you think thier idiots?"

She continues walking, opening doors, lookign for places to advance, defend, and hide, but mostly just looking for weapons and body armor; so far without luck. "They're fighting Sith Lords, that's why. Not everyone is born with telekinetic superpowers. This whole place is full of ubers, willing to put their lives on the line for... for what, this base? It's not even theirs! What do they care?"

"They care about the cause, what ever that is. I'm no Tk, either." Cook replied

Kristi stops, then turns to face James. "Okay, fine. I don't care about the cause, I don't give a damn about this place, and if I figure out how to kill that bastard AI that got me into this you can be damn sure I will, along with those goody-two-shoes servants of his, but I'll be damned if I get overrun by a bunch of robots." She punches at her datapad, trying to discipher the English writing. "Hey, Chief or whatever the hell you call yourself! Where can I get outfitted to kick some ass around here?"

"Want some help with the translations?" James asked

"Well, old man, I hope you learned something from this." I said to Gra-I mean Master Masaki, folding my arms. "Don't throw kids in a mission where they could easily drown. I might not be there to bail them out."

Alex smiled thinly. "I must be getting senile. I should remember that not everyone is a Jedi."

"Yes, you should. Next time, please pass out D-ranked missions to newbies." I sighed.

"On the next agenda." The Jedi Master promised.

"I'll hold you to that." I replied.