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  1. "Probably just gonna get blind pished and.... Disable your sarcasm chip and get moving."
  2. "The bar on the 23rd level Wan. You can sit in a booth till we need to do.... Something or other. I don't think I have a full tab there yet."
  3. "Maybe then the Jedi need to learn new ways Master Kavar. Lun knew that. And the sooner all the Jedi do the better this galaxy may be."
  4. "No, ******* you ain't right I was there with my Master. Jedi Master Lun Pyra. A great man who did great things during the war. Mostly handing you mandos backsides to yourselves. And me and the big guy here were there with him. We saw all the **** you jerks pulled. The death and the suffering. So you say I'm cold? No I'm a burning inferno and if it was up to me I'd have let Revan reduce your entire race to ash.
  5. Oola steps from behind the droid. "Or you could know your place and shut your trap. I haven't forgotten your interference before and mark my bloody word's you'll be getting what is coming to you for your actions." It was hard to determine if the crackle of static was from the force or the tone of the words she spoke to the Mando.
  6. "I remember hoping you would have worked that stick out" Oola throws the quip over her shoulder.
  7. "What in the fu..... What's a Varn? And You?! WHY IS YOUR CHASSIS ALL DENTED?! WHAT IN THE ******* **** HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO?!" Scorn of untold proportion began to emit from Oola as she steadily move towards the droid.
  8. Uh sorry @Beto666but can you rewrite you IC so I can determine my own characters actions?
  9. "Hmmm, well this old wiring was done with a different alloy from todays. You need a medium that allows the current through since it behaves slightly different when in the new metal." Cani folds her arms and has a hand to her chin for a few seconds. Then a" ah" escapes her lips and she picks up a trooper helmet that was left lying near by. Flipping it over she starts tearing out padding to get to the small amount of electronics that made up the helms comm unit. She then took the wire that connected transmitter and receiver, snipped it to size with a small tool from her belt and brought it over to the problem. A few minutes of welding later the small wire was haphazardly joining the two power systems together. "Fire that up. Should work. Gonna need replacing often though. Wasn't designed to handle that kinda power. I'd recommend getting a 89c if you can."
  10. : 1eB+2eP+2eA+2eD+2eS 7 successes, 1 threat Gonna use Eye for Detail, suffer one strain to convert a success into an advantage to make it 6 success total no threat. Will get a IC post up when I have more time.
  11. "What I'm here for is classified. But my rendezvous ship is called...... The.... Weather Bird? Wait I've got it down here somewhere. Uh Stormcrow, I can't say I'm familiar with one of those. Not enough gears for my liking. Hey! Is that the 23d-IS multi adaptor coil over there?" Cani dumps her tool bags on the gravsled and walks over to some engineers that are working on a ship in the docks.
  12. "Hey, do you mind I was fu.... having a Private conversation with the Master here." Oola looked stressed and worn. Was it from her ordeals or was it from all the self censoership?
  13. The docking tube hisses and pops as it connects with the ship and the durasteel door swishes open. At medium height fairly indescript woman is standing behind it. She has 2 duffle bags, 1 one on each shoulder. They clink and clang as she walks onto the Dock propper, obviously full of some kind of metal impliments rather than clothes or personal effects. She looks around with a slightly lost expression on her face.
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