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Post by legacy on Jun 14, 2007 10:24:45 GMT -5
It had been years since the clone wars as one of the pilots from 21first fighter squadron when from an Arc-170 to a tie interceptor and that pilot was Dusty but he was no longer know as Dusty any more he was now given the name PrideKiller. This Pridekiller was on one of empires star destroyer called the conquest.
Dusty just arrived on the ship for he was called in to be replaced in a new Squadron.
Imperial Officer waited for Pridekller to come out his fighter as he was company by two other troopers.
Imperial Officer: Pridekiller we welcome you to the conquest. I hope you trip here was smooth.
Pridekiller: “not really I ran into few X-wings on the way here. They did see me so I had to do what any one could, take them out.”
Imperial Officer: “like they say a good rebel pilot s dead rebel pilot “
Pridekiller pulled of his helmet and then looked at the officer. Nothing had changed on him since the clone wars he was the same looking human that everyone knew.
Pridekiller: “so who the one that sent me over here?”
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 14, 2007 15:59:13 GMT -5
Captain Saxon: That would be me. I am Captain Reaver Saxon, commanding officer of the ISD Conquest. I personally hand-picked you due to your flawless record. Black Terror Squadron lost their executive officer in a dog fight last week, you have been called upon to replace him. You will report to the squads CO, one Commander Trast Howan... he has been expecting your arrival. Dismissed.
The aged, high ranking panther known as Reaver Saxon turns around and leaves the hangerbay, followed closely by his bodyguards.
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Post by legacy on Jun 14, 2007 18:31:24 GMT -5
Pridekiller watched as the old panther left his sight and then look over at the officer.
Pridekiller: “well as I would figure. Every pilot that reaches the rank of ace always gets cocky and shows off his skills. I really wish these pilots would wake up. Even the most unexpended pilot can get a luck shoot on an ace if there not careful.”
Pridekiller head over to the briefing room where he would meet his new squadron and commander. he wanted to see this black terror Squadron.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 14, 2007 19:19:30 GMT -5
The squadron's personal briefing room is kind of a mess, half eaten food and empty beer bottles are on the tables, and atleast one pilot is out cold. The squad decided to have a party to honor their fallen Xo, without the CO's knowing. Commander Trast Howan meets with Pridekiller outside the doors to the room.
Commander Howan: Welcome to the 247th Black Terror Squadron, "Lieutenant" Painkiller. I'd like to introduce you to the rest of the squad..."
As Howan opens the door, his jaw drops.
Commander Howan: Oh fuck... What in the bloody Fire Rings of Ovan is going on here!?
Sgt. Coor: Com-- Commander on deck!
Commander Howan: Can it you sorry pile of crap!
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Post by legacy on Jun 14, 2007 19:29:16 GMT -5
Dusty nodded to his new Co and when he opens the door he was just and disported as well. Seeing a bunch of mess drunk furball made him have less confidence in this team. As Hown was yelling at one the pilots he stopped him and then looked at the pilot sight in the eyes.
Pridekiller: “I was right about you ace getting. That dumb ass got cocky in dog fight and some rocky ace cape him. “
Pridekiller looked at the out cold pilot and grabbed him by his uniform and lifted him up and slammed him hard on cold floor.
Pridekiller “Wake up you useless decoy!”
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 14, 2007 19:36:09 GMT -5
The pilot wakes up and starts throwing punches.
Commander Howan: These boys normally are NOT like this... They are a well trained squadron, or were a well trained squadron. "Lieutenant" Painkiller, your first objective is to wipe these di'kuts into shape. Think you can handle it?
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Post by legacy on Jun 14, 2007 20:01:12 GMT -5
Pridekiller looked at the drunken fool and then looked at everyone else.
Pridekiller: “wipe who into shape just one guy? No no... no my boy. YOU ARE ALL GOING TO GET WIPED IN TO SHAPE! And as long as you’re with me I have few rules. One! Not drinking two no more Parties, three! No females! And if you thing I’m going to let you sleep as long as you want... for get it! You all going to get just you eight hours of sleep and you’ll going to bust your asses till I say you can rest. DO I MAKE MY SELF CLEAR! Oh as for rule three if there are any females it no males then. “
Radom pilot: gees take the stick out you ass sir are all humans like this or is just you?
Pride killer turned around and bash the pilot up agent a wall cutting his air off as he looked him right into his eyes.
Pridekiller: lesion you piece of useless treed! I have been through the clone wars! I have a lot more experience then you or you lovely little band of mess ups here. I have seen death not once but four times and every time I got back I was stronger. And unlike you I was up agents many odd. Not just 10 – 12 x-wing just setting around with there Tumbes up there asses. Now you tell me pilot, who stick up your ass? You should take your head out yours
Do you hear me?
Pilot: (chocking) yes. Sir...
PrideKiller: what was that?
Pilot: yes. Sir!
After that Pridekiller let the poor pilot go and watch him drop to the ground.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 14, 2007 20:09:16 GMT -5
Commander Howan: Very good Pridekiller. If you need me, I will be in the gym. Unlike these wimps, I made a habit out of exercising every day. I want to be in my best shape incase my fighter goes down on a planet and I need to survive on my own. Oh, one more thing... here's the keys to our late XO's quarters... don't worry, the place has been cleaned out. Maybe later you and I can go to the Officers Club for a drink, and you can tell me of your glory days from the Clone Wars. I myself went through that hell as well. The Seps invaded my homeworld, and I fought back.
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Post by legacy on Jun 14, 2007 20:24:29 GMT -5
Pridekiller: took the keys and then looked at the pilots around him then at Howan.
Pridekiller: “nothing I can say about my glory days really sir. Nothing but death all around me. In fact I almost lost good pilot when a one of are republic cruisers exploded and when in a spin lucky I went trough some tough training. Tough my self how to get out bad area like that.”
After don’t talk to the CO dusty looked at his crew with a pissed off look on his face.
Pridekiller all right you minoks your first mission is to clean this damn place up I want this floor to shine more then Vader’s helmet got that. NOW GET MOVING!
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 14, 2007 20:31:13 GMT -5
Sgt. Coor: Hardass... Howan should have promoted me, instead of going out to get a replacement.
Sgt. Prouc: Yeah... what's up with this bastard anyway?
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Post by legacy on Jun 14, 2007 20:38:13 GMT -5
When pridekiller let the room he had smile on his face and then when away.
PrideKiller: “I think I’m going to like these guys.”
PrideKiller left the mean to there duties and head over to his new copters to check it out.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 14, 2007 20:43:36 GMT -5
Pridekiller's new quarters were relatively empty, except for a servant droid that had previuosly belonged to the former XO. The droid is now the property of Pridekiller.
KT-62: Greeting Master Pridekiller, I am KT-62, upon Commander Howan's orders, I have been assigned to you. Is there anything you want?
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Post by legacy on Jun 14, 2007 20:50:19 GMT -5
Dusty looked at the droid and was confused on why there was the ace had one. This did please him at all but had to deal with it.
Pridekiller: “in fact you yes you can I want all recorded of each and every member of the black terror Squadron including there fallen ace. I want to know these guys on record and then I’ll get to know them in person.”
Once the droid let the room Dusty sat down on the bed and waited for the droid to come back.
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 14, 2007 20:54:33 GMT -5
After several minutes, the droid returned carrying several data-discs.
KT-62: Here are all the records Master Pridekiller. Anything else?
ooc: I will let you decide what info is on the discs.
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Post by legacy on Jun 15, 2007 7:21:43 GMT -5
PrideKiller looked at every record carefully and study them.
As he was looking he wrote down every one ranks and how many kills they got since they got here. He had to know everything about these guys.
After studying for over an hour and a half Pridekiller got up form his desk and head to the briefing room to see if they did there job and cleaned it up
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 15, 2007 16:57:20 GMT -5
The briefing room is clean, all except for a rather rude note on the table addressed to Pridekiller. It is from Sgt. Coor.
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Post by legacy on Jun 15, 2007 17:08:55 GMT -5
pridekiller walked over and picked up the not and then smiled.
"well Coor. i'm going to have a mission for him and i know for fact he well not like me and he well show respect to me.."
Pridekiller walked out the room and when over to where the other dark terror pilot there and kicked open the door hard as it swung open makeing a load bang that freaked out most of the pilots.
Pridekiller: COOR! get your cocky ass over here I want to see you NOW!
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 15, 2007 17:20:12 GMT -5
Sgt. Prouc: Coor isn't here, Sir! He said something about paying your quarters a little visit, Sir!
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Post by legacy on Jun 15, 2007 17:41:24 GMT -5
Pridekiller: really now and why is that.? you know what for get i'll ask him my self.
Pridekiller head back to his room and hopeing to meet Coor in the hall
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Post by Marcus Starkiller on Jun 15, 2007 17:44:18 GMT -5
Coor is leaving the new XO's quarters when he spots Pridekiller coming.
Sqt: Coor: Oh... crap... I'm out of here.
As Coor starts running, he slams into Commander Howan.
Commander Howan: Going somewhere?
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