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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Oct 1, 2016 13:18:57 GMT -5
OOC: I will give you that honor, good sir.
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Post by Wolfman on Oct 1, 2016 13:20:59 GMT -5
OOC: The Resolution. The current Grand Master found her as a derelict in Mandalorian Space about the time Zsinj kicked the bucket.
IC: The Centurion-class battlecruiser Resolution sets out from Coruscant three weeks after the Starkillers' discussion with the Council.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Oct 1, 2016 13:26:10 GMT -5
The Starkiller couple is aboard for the mission, along with a handful of the crew of the Starkiller's Pride, as that ship, still under the command of Marcus Starkiller was needed elsewhere.
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Post by Wolfman on Oct 1, 2016 13:29:26 GMT -5
Kavion Ralter is in command of the ship, having been coerced out of his well-deserved retirement by Grand Master Hunter. "Well, we're on our way," he says to the Jedi after the ship makes the jump to Hyperspace.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jan 24, 2017 21:24:36 GMT -5
The Resolution eventually jumps out of hyperspace after a long trip.
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Post by Wolfman on Apr 4, 2017 9:42:27 GMT -5
Kari looks out the viewport at the system they've arrived in. "Doesn't look like much, but looks are frequently deceiving," she remarks.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Apr 4, 2017 13:35:33 GMT -5
"I'm getting a feeling that we may have been here before. But that is not possible." Marcus states.
"That is, unless you believe in past lives." responds Ralter.
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Post by Wolfman on Apr 4, 2017 13:49:18 GMT -5
"Reincarnation?" Kari asks, turning away from the bridge viewports. "I thought that that concept had been largely disproved before the Clone Wars. Or was I mistaken?"
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Apr 4, 2017 13:52:30 GMT -5
"My mother believed in such things and distilled that same belief in me." Ralter admits.
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Post by Wolfman on Apr 4, 2017 13:53:23 GMT -5
Kari shrugs. "To each their own," she says, turning her attention back to the viewport.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Apr 4, 2017 13:58:48 GMT -5
"Of course!" Marcus shouts. "A Force vision. That is why I feel like we've been here before."
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Post by Wolfman on Apr 4, 2017 14:01:57 GMT -5
Kari turns from the viewport at his shout. "Is that what brought you to the Archives that day?" she asks him.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Apr 4, 2017 14:04:27 GMT -5
"I think so." Marcus responds. "It sure makes sense."
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Post by Wolfman on Apr 4, 2017 14:18:06 GMT -5
Kari nods quietly before asking, "What do you think we'll find?"
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Apr 4, 2017 14:22:49 GMT -5
"I think we are going to find some survivors... or the children of survivors." Marcus states with hope. "I can sense a presence in the Force here."
OOC: What do you think of the survivors and their descendants splitting into two groups, those that stayed with the light side while a smaller number fell to the darkness and there is fighting on the planet?
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Post by Wolfman on Apr 4, 2017 14:24:43 GMT -5
OOC: I like it.
IC: "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" Kari asks rhetorically, her left hand straying to her lightsaber which hung at her waist.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Apr 4, 2017 14:35:37 GMT -5
"I have the same feeling." Ivanova responds. "I sense a struggle on one of the planets."
Ivanova reaches out with the Force and opens her eyes. "That planet."
The female Jedi points to one of the inner planets of the system.
"I think we found what we came looking for." Marcus responds. "Alright. Kari, you wanna do a quick recon run of the planet?"
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Post by Wolfman on Apr 4, 2017 14:44:45 GMT -5
OOC: Kari's only just passed what Grand Master Hunter calls Basic Flight (no specialized transition training for one sort of fighter or another).
IC: "Do we have some probots on boards?" she asks. "Best to see what we can see without anyone planetside being any the wiser..."
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Apr 4, 2017 14:47:03 GMT -5
"I suppose that could work." Marcus admits.
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Post by Wolfman on Apr 4, 2017 14:49:40 GMT -5
The probe droids are quickly dispatched with orders to be as inconspicuous as possible while gathering their data.
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