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Post by Wolfman on Jan 22, 2015 11:14:24 GMT -5
"He tried to do WHAT?!?!" Kari explodes. A nearby stormtrooper hears her enraged scream and quietly sidles away to avoid being caught by a Woman Scorned (OOC insert: smart Stormie!).
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 22, 2015 13:14:37 GMT -5
"I know, right?" says Keith. "You will be happy to know that a pair of 'The Empire's Finest' dragged him away."
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 23, 2015 10:16:21 GMT -5
"For once, having stormies around is a good thing," Kari remarks as she calms down.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 23, 2015 11:23:41 GMT -5
"Never thought I'd live to see THAT day." jokes Keith.
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 23, 2015 11:37:42 GMT -5
"Neither did I!" Kari agrees with him. "Still, at least they're making themselves useful, instead of being a pain in the ass, like usual."
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 23, 2015 16:25:54 GMT -5
"Hold that thought." says Keith as he secures his headset. "We have clearance to leave planet."
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 23, 2015 16:27:46 GMT -5
"Good, let's get out of here and back on track for Nubia," Kari replies, strapping in.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 23, 2015 16:30:20 GMT -5
IC: "Right." says Keith.
OOC: Let's cut forward a bit.
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 23, 2015 16:31:38 GMT -5
OOC: Emerging from hyperspace in the Nubia System work for you?
IC: "Five minutes to hyperspace exit, Keith," Kari announces a week later.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 23, 2015 16:40:46 GMT -5
OOC: Sounds good.
IC: "It will be nice to get some real food in our stomachs again." says Keith.
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 23, 2015 16:45:06 GMT -5
"So I can't cook very well. Is that a crime?" Kari asks defensively. "It's not my fault that we didn't get a chance to properly stock up!"
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 23, 2015 17:25:50 GMT -5
"I meant the rations." responds Keith.
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 23, 2015 17:29:25 GMT -5
"Oh," Kari deflates. "Sorry!"
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 23, 2015 17:32:28 GMT -5
"Don't be." says Keith. "The rations taste as though they were left over from the Stark Hyperspace War."
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 24, 2015 10:57:17 GMT -5
"Typical Imperial-made E-rats (Emergency rations)," Kari responds.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 26, 2015 8:23:55 GMT -5
"I knew they were from the war." Keith laughs.
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 26, 2015 10:43:06 GMT -5
"How can you be so sure they're from that particular war?" Kari asks.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 26, 2015 12:02:32 GMT -5
"I've had some 'vintage' rations when I was with my first squadron." admits Keith.
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Post by Wolfman on Jan 26, 2015 12:07:11 GMT -5
"My condolences," Kari snarks.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 26, 2015 12:11:13 GMT -5
"Just glad my taste buds didn't die off..." adds Keith.
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