X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues
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				Title: <strong>X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 07:49:21</strong>
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				Briefing room 47 was the closest briefing room to the aft starship hangars of the <em>Independence</em>.&nbsp; A door within the chamber opened up to the main hangar, and there were even a few vac suits on the far wall in case of depressurization.&nbsp; General Crix Maidine stood near the holoprojector, watching the tactical situation.&nbsp; Three large red rectangles sat at the far end of the sector, while a number of tiny red sheres weaved and ducked around them, as the entire mass moved slowly towards the green bulk of the <em>Independence,</em> which was itself surrounded by a large, poorly defined region marked with a red highlight, with large spiky balls superimposed over the highlight.<br><br>To an experienced tactical mind, the situation was clear.&nbsp; The <em>Independence</em> had made its way into a minefield, and was about to be attacked by three Carrack light cruisers with their TIE escorts deployed.&nbsp; The Carrack cruiser was basically a heavily armored spaceframe with as many engines and turbolasers as could be fitted into it.&nbsp; As a result, it could match the speed of an X-wing at full thrust, and bring to bear an astonishing amount of firepower.<br><br>"Imperial forces are quickly advancing on us, and have refused to respond to hails."&nbsp; Maidine began, not even giving the mostly dressed pilots enough time to take their seats.&nbsp; "Meanwhile, the Independence is stuck in a minefield, and will need to deploy its shuttles to clear our heading over the next hour or so."&nbsp; The General announced, activating a holo displaying an imperial mine.&nbsp; "The mines are standard sector control mines, stealthy and almost unpowered, hard to spot, and primarily heat seeking.&nbsp; Therefore, you'll have to go on reserve engines only while leaving the carrier.&nbsp; They can also be activated magnetically, so watch it."&nbsp; Maidine explained, activating another holo indicating the squadron assignments.<br><br>"We're going to launch a fighter intercept against each cruiser, using 4 fighter flights, with each flight having the other cruisers as their secondary objective.&nbsp; If the Imperials hail us, you are to cease fire immediately.&nbsp; Any questions?"&nbsp; The general concluded, sounding the flight alarm as the recording for maintenance personell to clear the hangar played.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>(The PCs have been assigned to the flight targeting "Carrack C")
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 19:23:23</strong>
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				Zeta's eyes and ears scanned the presented information into her active memory. Carracks were rather dangerous vessels, having been designed to simply move fast and hit hard. They managed this by maintaining a relatively small size, and so even with heavy armor, it wouldn't be a serious problem to destroy them. The mines, however, complicated things tremendously.<br><br>Alanna had made herself comfortable next to Zeta. "Indeed," she replied coldly. "And I am persistent at killing them."
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 19:31:54</strong>
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				"Mines?&nbsp; Hell, we could have just run into a few asteroids while we were at it, would have added some spice to the day."&nbsp; Alanna muttered, shaking her head as she drew the same conclusions as Zeta.&nbsp; Carrack cruisers were nasty, but they had a weak spot at the very back of the vessel.&nbsp; There, the hull armor and shielding were at their weakest, and with a few well-placed shots, a few snub-fighters could cripple the much-larger craft.&nbsp; <br><br>Raising a hand, she spoke up as she watched the whirling, twisting furball of red dots moving closer to the Independence.&nbsp; "General Madine, what's the fighter complement, sir?&nbsp; Normal TIEs?&nbsp; Interceptors?&nbsp; Any bombers that we have to worry about?"
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				Post by: <strong>GrinningHound</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 20:03:31</strong>
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				Elmus raises his hand slightly, and queries.&nbsp; "Can we carpet blast the area, and try to clear out a few of the mines before we send guys in?"
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				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 21:01:42</strong>
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				Maidine nodded to Alanna, and grinned slightly.&nbsp; "Our scans indicate that the cruisers are carrying their normal complement of standard TIE/In fighters, except for Cruiser B, which has a TIE Interceptor aboard."&nbsp; The General's grin faded.&nbsp; "However, the Imperials are clearly using something to track our fleet, since the Carracks alone don't have the sensor arrays to detect us.&nbsp; It could be anything from a sensor buoy to a Skipray Blastboat, or even a TIE Defender.&nbsp; Just be careful."&nbsp; Maidine noted, turning to Elmus to answer his question.&nbsp; "This isn't a Star Destroyer battlegroup, supervisor.&nbsp; &nbsp;Taking down the minefield would require 100 times more firepower then we can bring to bear with our entire fighter complement and arsenal of weapons."&nbsp; General Maidine said simply, pressing a button on the briefing console to bring up the tactical display map.<br><br>(Elmus may take 3 composure stress to gain a force point)<br><br>Battle Conditions:&nbsp; Minefield, Patchy Imperial Communication<br><br><br>Cruiser A&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser B&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser C&nbsp; (*Cruiser Captian*&nbsp; *MO-178-1*&nbsp; *TIE SQUADRON*)<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Independence</em>&nbsp; *Alanna*&nbsp; *Katta*&nbsp; *Elmus*&nbsp; *Zeta*<br><br><br>Order of Battle:<br><br>Alanna<br>Cruiser Captian<br>MO-178-1<br>Katta Succor<br>Elmus<br>Zeta<br><br><br>Navigating the minefield:&nbsp; A ship travelling through the minefield must end its movement in the mines unless the pilot attempts the break through using seat of the pants maneuvering.&nbsp; This requires a difficulty 6 piloting roll.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 21:41:31</strong>
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				<strong>Deck 22 Dormitories:</strong><br><br>When Khementari arrived, three medical personell walked among those wounded by the mines that had struck the hull.&nbsp; "We've already got one confirmed spaced."&nbsp; The lead doctor said grimly, handing a set of triage stickers to the oddly dressed nurse.&nbsp; "Normally I'd ask you to change, but we need to get repair crews in here as quick as possible."&nbsp; The doctor said with a scowl, while his companions worked on stopping the bleeding of those hit by shrapnel, and evaluating the state of consciousness of the vacuum exposed victims.<br><br>"Mark the ones that can't be saved with a red X, the ones that need attention with a yellow bar, and the ones that can get out alright with a green ring."&nbsp; The doctor said, suddenly noticing he'd given some rather silly directions.&nbsp; "You know, the usual drill!"&nbsp; He said, turning back to the man he was applying pressure to.&nbsp; "There's still a couple of mines attached to the hull, so you might want to make peace with whatever force you happen to worship."&nbsp; The doctor commented almost under his breath, leaning forward to press his entire weight against the victim's bleeding wounds.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 21:49:46</strong>
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				“Of course sir.”&nbsp; She said with a nod, if speed was tantamount why did he even make the comment about her current garb?&nbsp; She wondered this idly, but pushed the thought into the back of her mind.&nbsp; It wasn’t time to think of such things, she did her best to tend to wounded following the commanding officer’s instructions.&nbsp; She looked pitingly upon the ones she was forced to ignore as they couldn’t be saved, it would have been better to simply end them now.&nbsp; Why force them to live any longer?&nbsp; Of course, all of it could have been helped if someone was willing to take her teachings to heart.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 22:05:02</strong>
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				With a massive <em>thunk!</em> one of the doors that lined the corridor suddenly gained a massive dent, causing the lead doctor to swear some very unique swear words.&nbsp; "Get everyone out of here!&nbsp; Run away if you can!"&nbsp; The lead doctor screamed, picking up a yellow marked individual and dragging him away from the apparently compromised door.&nbsp; A second loud thunk caused the lights to go off in the corridor as the power relay was destroyed.&nbsp; More swearing.&nbsp; The glow of the triage stickers gave off a dim light, just barely enabling the rescue crew and injured soldiers to see the exit.&nbsp; <br><br>One of the doctors pulled out his comlink, only to hear static.&nbsp; "We're being jammed!"&nbsp; He screamed, as the lead doctor began to operate the winch to close off the soon to be breached corridor from the rest of the ship.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 22:18:48</strong>
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				She could taste it in the air, violence, combat, the deathly dance!&nbsp; A crimson flush spread across her cheeks as she brought herself to a stand, she looked over the doctors and the medical staff with a hint of a lusty smile.&nbsp; It was going to happen!&nbsp; After all these years of sleep, she would be able to finally release her pent up passion, her tongue ran across her lips.&nbsp; “Yes...”&nbsp; She almost moaned the word.&nbsp; “Come on...”&nbsp; She began moving towards the door, allowing the humans to fade into obscurity, they could handle themselves could they not?&nbsp; <br><br>She held out her hand, seemingly from out of nowhere a long cylinder seemingly appeared.&nbsp; “They’re coming...”&nbsp; She sucked softly on her lower lip, her voice dripping with lust.&nbsp; “They’re coming...” Her free hand moved, to gently caress her own breast&nbsp; “Penetrating the gates breaking through the walls, filling our corridors!”&nbsp; Her whole body writhed a bit as her fingers tightened around her weapon, her knuckles going white.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 22:51:03</strong>
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				<strong>Civilian Dormitories:</strong><br><br>Uther had literally just entered the civilian deck when the alarm sounded though, even in the now hectic situation, he kept making his way to where the other civilians were holding up.&nbsp; As the man walked around the corner into the large civilian hold, he noticed that many of them were just sitting around as if they were resigned to the outcome of the battle.<br><br>"What are you doing?&nbsp; Don't just sit there!&nbsp; Shake the fear off and look at this as a great opportunity!"&nbsp; Uther walked further into the room, beckoning others to join him.&nbsp; "Bring your credits, large or small sums alike.&nbsp; Everyone can be a winner here if you make your bets wisely"&nbsp; Of course he was referring to the battle.&nbsp; "Please...place your bets here.&nbsp; How do you think our pilots will fair in the battle?&nbsp; Bet on their skill or lack there of..." (roll -1 + Rapport 3 = total of +2) Ever the charming person, Uther saw an opportunity in this situation.&nbsp; There was no way for him to control his fate right now, but he could sure profit from it.&nbsp; He'd get these innocents to give him their money for betting, and he'd skim a bit off the top for his fees.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 23:17:53</strong>
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				Alanna smirked, mentally reminding herself to put extra effort into getting that Interceptor.&nbsp; As the briefing ended, the explosion rocked the ship, knocking chair over and sending people tumbling.&nbsp; Her combat instincts kicking in, all joking was forgotten as she lifted herself to her feet, pulling others up as well.&nbsp; "Come on, people, those Imperials aren't going to kill themselves, you know!"&nbsp; Kicking one rookie in the pants as he ran by, she turned to follow him, running for the hangar.<br><br>Beeper had just finished the pre-flight preparations when Alanna climbed into the cockpit, strapping herself in and pulling on her helmet.&nbsp; "Okay, Beeper, lets go give our friends a hand."&nbsp; The R2 unit beeped and whistled, seeming almost excited to be going into battle.&nbsp; The engines of Lady Shadow roared to life, and Alanna keyed the comm unit.&nbsp; "Alliance Command, this is Red 23.&nbsp; Ready for departure."&nbsp; Once she got permission to launch, she was off, her X-Wing roaring out of the launch bay and into space.<br><br>Entering the minefield, Alanna immediately put her head on a swivel, scanning for targets as she tried to maneuver her way through the mines, careful to keep her distance as she flew.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 23:27:56</strong>
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				<strong>Deck 22 Dormitories:</strong><br><br>"Get out of there!" &nbsp;Dr. Jalin, the head of the triage team screamed, barely holding the door open enough for Khementari to squeeze through. &nbsp;A moment later, ten tiny flechette rockets breached the bulkhead, and flew into the badly wounded rebels in the dark corridor, killing them instantly. &nbsp;Dr. Jalin closed the door, swearing once more as the room rapidly began to depressurize, the bulkhead bending and buckling from the stress of the missiles that had been launched through it.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Blaster Roll<br>Result: 49, <br>Total: 49<br><br>(4 Blasters +2 "Ironclad Killing Machine" +0 die roll)<br><br>Khementari needs to roll athletics or endurance against 6.<br><br>Khementari gains a force point.<br><br><br><br><strong>Civillian Dormitories:</strong><br><br>The civilian population began to mumble and murmur in response to the salesman's gaudy pitch. &nbsp;Yet a couple of seedy looking smugglers advanced out of the crowd, grinning a little bit. &nbsp;"I've got 95 credits on Wedge to take down the first cruiser." &nbsp;He announced, leading to a somewhat frenzied round of betting. &nbsp;<br><br>"You should be ashamed of yourselves!" &nbsp;An angry looking woman in the crowd yelled at Uther, her hands shaking and her face red.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: <br>Result: 75, <br>Total: 75<br><br>Uther needs to roll Resolve or Deceit vs. 7 &nbsp;(3 Leadership, 2 "Grieving Widow", 2 die roll)<br><br>Uther gains a force point.<br><br><br><br><strong>The Silence of Space</strong><br><br>4 TIE Fighters pulled away from the main attack fleet in response to the launch of the rebel fighter wing, quickly making their way into the minefield, as the battlegroup advanced.&nbsp; The Imperials maintained complete radio silence, not saying anything at all on their comm channels.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 7<br>Cruiser A&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser B&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser C&nbsp; *Cruiser Captian*&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; *MO-178-1*&nbsp; &nbsp;*TIE SQUADRON*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp;*Katta*&nbsp; *Elmus*&nbsp; *Zeta*<br><br>Order of Battle:<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Alanna<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Cruiser Captian<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;MO-178-1<br>-&gt;Katta Succor<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Elmus<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Zeta<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 23:38:59</strong>
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				<strong>Civilian Dormitories:</strong><br><br>Uther grinned, taking the bets eagerly.&nbsp; This would keep him and the guys going for a while longer, but when the woman yelled over them, Uther looked back at the woman with a look of contempt.&nbsp; "I take it you're not betting then?"&nbsp; The smuggler grinned before continuing.&nbsp; "It's not personal, it's business."&nbsp; He turned his attention back to the frenzied smugglers still placing their wagers.<br><br>(Deceit roll 2 + skill 1 + "It's not personal, it's business." 2 = Total 5)
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-11-2008, 23:59:59</strong>
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				<strong>Deck 22</strong><br><br>The ancient relic attempted to slip between the rockets,&nbsp; though her body was lithe and her movement graceful the weapons detonated before coming in contact with her, hunks of metal screamed through the air peppering her body with its wicked edge.&nbsp; She was propelled backwards from the blast her body slamming into a nearby wall.&nbsp; The machine shook its head,&nbsp; and once more slipped into a fighting stance igniting one of the blades of her saber staff,&nbsp; a soft blue glow filled the room.&nbsp; <br><br>She couldn’t help but let out a high pitched tinkling laugh even as pain tore through her body.&nbsp; “Yes…”&nbsp; She whispered as rivulets of vital fluid flowed from her new wounds.&nbsp; “You can do better then that!”&nbsp; She howled with unrestrained fury as she surged forward.&nbsp; She pushed her way past the other human’s&nbsp; knocking the doctor out of the way, as she thrust her weapon into the bulk head easily penetrating it,&nbsp; blindly hoping to make contact with her opponent on the other side.<br><br><strong><br>(melee 1)<br><br>(Athletics 3)</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 00:08:28</strong>
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				<strong>Civilian Dormitories:</strong><br><br>As the man kept taking bets, the woman kept scowling at him, and it was starting to interfere with business.<br><br>"Don't look so righteous.&nbsp; If I recall correctly, your husband made a wager in a similar situation...or should I say 'late' husband."<br><br>(Leadership roll -1 + skill +2 = Total 1)
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 00:23:39</strong>
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				(Khementari takes 4 stress. gains 1 force point)<br><br>The intruder behind the bulkhead pushed it into Khementari as her saber staff ignited, tearing it free of its massive moorings and using it as a shield as she cut it into slag. &nbsp;The creature was a sleek, massive monstrosity that resembled a 2.5 meter tall stormtrooper, in all black armor with a number of weapon systems all over its body. &nbsp;A pair of glowing red eyes looked down at Khementari, and the creature became momentarily confused, rapidly searching its databases to figure out just what it was fighting against.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Melee Defense<br>Result: 22, <br>Total: 22<br><br>(Dark Trooper takes no stress.)<br><br>(Dark Trooper takes a full defense action)<br><br><br><br><strong>Civillian Dormitories:</strong><br><br>"You slimy, goat faced Toydarian."&nbsp; The red faced woman hissed, almost burning with indignation, tears streaming from her eyes as her entire body shook.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Resolve<br>Result: 47, <br>Total: 47<br><br>(1 vs. 1 resolve, 0 die roll.&nbsp; Grieving widow takes no stress.)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Leadership<br>Result: 81, <br>Total: 81<br><br>(Resolve vs. 8&nbsp; 3 Leadership, +2 "In Mourning", +3 die roll)<br><br>(Uther gains a force point)
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 00:31:45</strong>
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				(Rewrite)<br><br>Alanna winced as she heard the warning screech from Beeper as the four TIE fighters appeared as faint blips on her Heads-Up Display.&nbsp; "Yeah, I see them, Beeper.&nbsp; Try to jam their scanners, I want to try and get a jump on them."&nbsp; As Beeper went to work on that particular task, Alanna gunned the engines, making her way through the mines toward the Imperials.&nbsp; As she shot off, two X-Wings followed her, forming a three-member formation as they twisted and turned through the minefield.<br><br>(Slicing Attempt: -1, modified by Beeper's Slicing, gets a +2 result)<br><br>Ship Stress: [][][][]<br>Alanna's Health: [][][][][]
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 00:35:03</strong>
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				Zeta took her now-familiar seat in her custom B-Wing. From the outside, it looked like any other - Zeta cared very little for aesthetics. On the inside, however, was a rather open, matte-black canopy. Most of the consoles had been removed, apart from the center, basic manual controls. The pilot seat had been removed, replaced with a frightening-looking apparatus and Zeta stood in, securing herself. Her feet, hands, and forehead disappeared under interfaces, with every other body segment locked down tightly. Her eyes turned bright cerulean as the interface activated and all auxiliary systems powered up. Zeta did not truly pilot this ship - she <em>became</em> the ship, with all of the benefits and hazards associated with it. After receiving clearance, she sent the phrase "Zeta, Gold Eleven, launching." to the communications array. Her ship elevated and exited the hangar almost as if being guided by a tractor beam. Once her flight group had formed up, they began to move into the minefield.<br><br>(Going out of turn, but it doesn't affect anything.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 01:09:05</strong>
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				<strong>Civilian Dormitories:</strong><br><br>Uther began to grow angry, and it was beginning to show on his face.&nbsp; "Leave it to a woman to tear up at the first sign of trouble."&nbsp; He spoke to the woman coldly with no regard for her feelings.&nbsp; "Tell you what, sweetheart.&nbsp; I'll put 50 credits on the Imperials.&nbsp; Here's hoping you can be with him real soon"&nbsp; Uther said, laying the amount on the table with disdain dripping from his words. (Aspect added: Cold-hearted)<br><br>(Resolve roll: Roll 0 + Resolve 1 = 1)<br><br>(Leadership roll: Roll 1 + Cold-hearted 2 + Enemy Aspect: In Mourning 2 + Skill 1 = 6)<br><br>(Force points: 8 - 2 = 6 new total)
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 01:20:54</strong>
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				(Uther takes 7 points of stress.&nbsp; He must take a minor consequence.&nbsp; Suggested consequence: Angry Attitude)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: <br>Result: 54, <br>Total: 54<br><br>(6 vs. 2 resolve. Grieving widow takes 4 stress.)<br><br>[ ][ ][ ][X][ ][ ]<br><br>The woman began to sob even harder, becoming horrified at the man's cruel words.&nbsp; Several other civilians gathered around her, growing angry at the merchant's cruel behavior.<br><br>(Grieving Widow takes a full defense action, attaches an ally)
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 01:26:55</strong>
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				The machine leapt backwards,&nbsp; giving herself room to maneuver once more.&nbsp; She quickly twirled her blade idly as she gazed at her opponent.&nbsp; “A toy…”&nbsp; She sighed,&nbsp; she wanted to smell that distinct stench that occurred when her blade cleaved through warm flesh, to hear screams of sweet pain,&nbsp; and they sent a mere droid to battle her!&nbsp; She simply shook her head as she twirled her blade idly.&nbsp; Unfortunately for the machine it seemed that hubris was her fatal flaw.<br><br>Once more she charged forward,&nbsp; her blade cut the air causing the room to smell heavily of burnt oxygen.&nbsp; The blue charged rod of energy though,&nbsp; missed her opponent slicing into the wall instead.<br><br>(Melee 3,&nbsp; 4 stress&nbsp; Force points: 10)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 01:34:53</strong>
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				Uther's anger got the best of him.&nbsp; It was hard for him to concentrate on the incoming wagers at this point.&nbsp; "That's it guys.&nbsp; No more bets.&nbsp; Time to see how your luck turns out."&nbsp; He hadn't wanted to end just yet, but that bitch wouldn't let up.&nbsp; "Come find me after the battle...if we're still around."&nbsp; He stormed off, meeting Barcus on the way.<br><br>"What's wrong, Uth.&nbsp; Som'n happen?"&nbsp; The other man inquired, but Uther waved him off and kept walking.<br><br>(Minor Consequence added: Angry Attitude.&nbsp; Full Defense Action. Attach Ally: Barcus)<br><br>H: [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ]<br>C: [ ] [ x ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ x ]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 01:49:36</strong>
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				<strong>Deck 22:</strong><br><br>The massive droid analyzed the enemy attack, realizing that it was fighting a Jedi, and activated its anti Jedi protocols. &nbsp;The Dark Trooper's missile launchers and blaster cannons retraced into its body, while several cortosis weave armor plates sprang onto its arms. &nbsp;The droid pushed the lightsaber strike out of the way, its red eyes seeming to gleam with madness.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: fists<br>Result: 37, <br>Total: 37<br><br>(2 Fists, 2 total defense, 0 die roll)<br><br><br>The massive machine grasped the wedged in remnants of the bulkhead and threw them into space with a massive heave, causing the deck 22 residence corridor to depressurize, sending a wave of debris flying towards Khementari. &nbsp;Meanwhile, the Dark Trooper stood its ground by magnetically attaching itself to the floor, leisurely pushing a vibroblade out of each finger.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Might<br>Result: 80, <br>Total: 80<br><br>(6: &nbsp;3 Might, 1 defensive spin, 2 die roll. &nbsp;Resist with athletics or might)<br><br><br><strong>Civillian Dormitories:</strong><br><br>The widow stopped crying as others comforted her, seeming comforted by Uthar's termination of the betting.&nbsp; A few of the smugglers nearby grinned a little bit, wondering how well a cold hearted guy like this would fit into the touch feely rebellion...<br><br>(Grieving Widow accepts Uther's concession.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 02:14:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical warrior allowed the debris to slam against her form,&nbsp; if she was human it might have been damaging but metallic bones easily held up the impact.&nbsp; She stood her ground a smile creeping across her lips.&nbsp; “You’ll have to try harder then that.”&nbsp; She actually giggled.&nbsp; <br><br>The machine called fourth old memories of her old battles,&nbsp; as she moved forward roaring her battle lust.&nbsp; Her eyes narrowed,&nbsp; and she slid beneath her opponent’s arm and went to quickly slam her blade into the joint of her opponent’s shoulder from below.&nbsp; Unfortunately, it seemed as if long years of sleep was slowing her body.<br><br>(Roll Result: Seraph rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Athletics 3 2<br>Result: 66,<br>Total: 66<br><br>Athletics 6<br><br>Full Result: Seraph rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Melee Ancient Swordswoman<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 14<br><br>Melee 5)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 02:25:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Dark Trooper struggled to deflect the lightsaber blows of its opponent, only to be pushed backwards towards the void of space.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Fists<br>Result: 45, <br>Total: 45<br><br>(5 vs. 2 + 0&nbsp; Dark Trooper Takes 3 stress)<br><br>[ ][ ][X][ ][ ][ ]<br><br>Furiously, the machine counterattacked, striking randomly and viciously with its claws as it tried to regain the upper hand, vibroblades buzzing and pulsing, taking advantage of its opponent's excessive aggression to find holes in her defenses.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Melee- War Machine<br>Result: 79, <br>Total: 79<br><br>(8: 2 Melee +2 War Machine +2 emotionally unstable +2 die roll)<br><br>(Khementari gains 2 force points)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 02:44:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Khementari felt a twinge of fear,&nbsp; a little emotional spark that ran through her body as those wicked claws tore through the air aimed at her frame.&nbsp; “No!”&nbsp; She howled out the word.&nbsp; She hoped to take advantage of her opponent’s expectation that she was a mere human and channeled her mechanical strength into a fully defensive blow,&nbsp; she slammed her weapon against the machines outstretched hand holding back her opponents blow.<br><br>(Melee 8)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 03:01:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Realizing it had the upper hand, the blasters in the Dark Trooper's wrists popped up delivered a withering burst of blaster fire, hoping to corner and defeat its foe.&nbsp; Fortunately, the Trooper's position was too awkward to attack effectively.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Blasters<br>Result: 23, <br>Total: 23<br><br>(3: +4 blasters, -1 die roll)<br><br><br><strong>Space:</strong><br><br>Beeper sent out a number of jamming signals, but they had no discernable effect.&nbsp; The Imperials still kept complete radio silence.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 03:10:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The machine was on the wire now backing her body against the wall,&nbsp; she knew she really didn’t have much of a chance.&nbsp; She brought the blade up as the blast rocketed towards her, she through her entire body into the deflection of the ray, causing it to ricochet and strike a nearby wall.<br><br>(Melee defense 3)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 03:20:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Growing weary of the machine's efficient defense, the Dark Trooper charged in close and attempted to grab her, hoping that he could throw her through a bulkhead, which was quite fatal to most organic lifeforms.&nbsp; Well, most organic lifeforms that weren't wookies anyway.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Might<br>Result: 6, <br>Total: 6<br><br>(1: 3 might, -2 die roll)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 03:23:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally reaching the enemy TIE fighters, Alanna and the other two X-Wing pilots swooped in from up and to the right of the TIE formation. &nbsp;Breaking off from the other two Rebel fighters, Alanna threw the Lady Shadow into a swooping snap roll, moving in behind the flight leader. &nbsp;Within a few seconds, Alanna managed to line the ball cockpit of the fighter up in her sights. &nbsp;As the reticle flashed red, Beeper gave a whistle of confirmation. &nbsp;Smirking, Alanna squeezed the trigger, sending a series of laser bolts arcing toward the enemy fighter.<br><br>(Blaster Roll: +2, +4 from Blaster skill, yields a +6.)<br><br><strong>Edit</strong>: Disregard this post!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 03:30:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The blade came around crashing against her opponent’s forearm keeping the monster’s attack from crashing into her body.&nbsp; In the same moment,&nbsp; the secondary blade of her saber burst to life.&nbsp; In one fluid motion twisted her body while bending her knees holding her blade above her head as she spun it like a propeller.<br><br>(Melee 2) (melee 9)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 03:43:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Imperial weapon futily tried to raise its arms to defend itself, only to have them chopped off by the vicious attack.&nbsp; In response, the killing machine jumped back and fired a full burst of flechette rockets, hoping that the "Jedi" wouldn't be able to dodge so many at once.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Fists<br>Result: 39, <br>Total: 39<br><br>(9 vs. 1: 2 fists -1 die roll)<br><br>(Dark Trooper suffers minor consequence, gains aspect: disarmed, Khementari gains 2 points of spin)<br><br><br>The rockets filled the air around the machine, smashing through the next bulkhead and breaching it even as they sought out the heart of the Sith synthdroid.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Blasters<br>Result: 75, <br>Total: 75<br><br>(7: 4 blasters, +3 die roll.&nbsp; Scene gains the aspect "severe hull breach")<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 03:54:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She attempted to once more reflect the blast with her blade, but, to her horror she was hit with the full brunt of the blast causing her to fly backwards and crash into a wall.<br><br>(Melee 3 reflect)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 04:02:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The now disarmed dark trooper kept its distance, when suddenly a massive wave of flower petals from the hydroponics lab next door were sucked through the holes in the wall the monster had made with its rockets, turning the entire world into a storm of red and white.&nbsp; Seeing its chance, the creature charged through the wave of flowers, striking the mechanical not-maiden with its full bulk, tearing through the bulkhead into the hydroponics lab.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Might- Severe hull breach<br>Result: 72, <br>Total: 72<br><br>(8: 3 Might, +3 die roll, +2 severe hull breach.&nbsp; Scene gains the aspect: "hydroponics lab")<br><br>(Khementari Gains a force point.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 04:12:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The sudden burst of flowers around her form was a bit shocking,&nbsp; but,&nbsp; she kept focus.&nbsp; As the monster charged forward,&nbsp; she danced beneath his attack managing to come up behind her opponent.&nbsp; She remained watchful, and waiting to see what came next.<br><br>(Melee 8)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 04:20:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Dark Trooper opened up a refridgerator and grabbed Khementari, launching a frag grenade into the shelves of plant samples as he tried to throw the Sith machine into the fridge and close the door behind her.&nbsp; The glass plates holding up the samples began to slide out, threatening some rather nasty broken glass explosions.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Might<br>Result: 43, <br>Total: 43<br><br>(5: 3 Might, +2 "Heavy Weapons Platform"&nbsp; Scene gains aspect: Glass Hazard)<br><br>(Khementari gains 1 force point)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 04:36:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Machine used the different gravity in the room,&nbsp; thanks to the decompression to compensate for the additional weight and mass of her opponent,&nbsp; her glowing blue blade danced merrily as she slammed it into her opponent’s body knocking it away.&nbsp; And she struck out at her opponents main body.<br><br>(Melee 6, melee 1)&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GrinningHound</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 05:53:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stat update:<br>Elmus<br>HP 5, Composure 3/6<br>Force 9<br><br>Elmus hops in his ship, and straps on his field engineering kit, bristling with tools and gear mounts and cables and outlets for external jacks, and a big glowing power plant on the back, light shining through the seams in it's armored plating, necessary for cooling, and for protecting the volatile battery from stray blaster fire.<br><br>Det sets himself up in the primary pilot's seat with front mounted blaster controls, while Burgundy takes the reigns of the heavy swiveling turret and peripheral display and controls.<br><br>Elmus and his assistant Yonnoj strap into the seat at the controls of the external engineer's panel, for spot welding, cutting, latching, towing, etc.<br><br>"Okay Det, stay out of the minefield at the moment, strafe the area for allied ships that need evac.&nbsp; Burgundy, keep an eye out for any bogeys trying to wrap around our guys, or put heavy fire into an area you see someone struggling with."<br><br>Det and Burgandy strafe the area while staying out of direct fire.&nbsp; Det Pilot 3, Burgandy assist +1, Speed 2, Scale 4.&nbsp; +10.<br><br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 02:54:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Katta's X-Wing sputtered and sparked as he tried to take off from the hangar, leading to a great deal of cursing from the Duro.&nbsp; (Katta concedes with the moderate consequence: "Engine Trouble")<br><br>NEW COMBAT ROUND!&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 7<br>Cruiser A&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser B&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser C&nbsp; *Cruiser Captian*&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; *MO-178-1*&nbsp; &nbsp;*TIE SQUADRON* &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Alanna*&nbsp; *Elmus*&nbsp; *Zeta*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Independence </em>&nbsp; &nbsp;<del>*Katta*</del>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br>Order of Battle:<br><br>-&gt; Alliance Forces <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Imperial Forces
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 06:56:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta's flight emerged without incident from the minefield. There may have been some relative novices in the flight, but there were no amateurs. Their engines flared up, engaging full throttle to confront the enemy as far from the Independence as possible. Zeta powered up weapons, ready to fire on the first TIE that came within her range.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 7<br>Cruiser A&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser B&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser C&nbsp; *Cruiser Captain*&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; *MO-178-1*&nbsp; &nbsp;*TIE SQUADRON*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;*Zeta*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Alanna*&nbsp; *Elmus*&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp; <del>*Katta*</del> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>26-11-2008, 08:35:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The Lady Shadow's engines roared as Alanna throttled up and rocketed out of the minefield.&nbsp; Emerging from the field, she flipped switches, bringing up sensors and her personal tactical map.&nbsp; Energy, fuel, and damage data came to life on her Heads-Up Display.&nbsp; "Okay, Beeper... power up weapons and shields, things could get hairy pretty quickly."&nbsp; Beeper gave a affirmative whine, and the distinctive hum of combat systems filled the cockpit.&nbsp; Spotting Zeta's B-Wing flight, Alanna maneuvered the Lady Shadow into formation with them, waggling her S-Foils slightly in greeting.<br><br>&nbsp;Sector 7<br>Cruiser A&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser B&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser C&nbsp; *Cruiser Captain* <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; *MO-178-1*&nbsp; &nbsp;*TIE SQUADRON*&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;*Zeta* *Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; &nbsp; *Elmus* <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp; *Katta*
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>28-11-2008, 07:44:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Elmus tried to navigate the minefield in his bulky freighter, a magnetic mine attached itself to his hull, it's detonator glaring dangerously.&nbsp; Elmus was able to quite easily disarm the mine by getting out of his ship in his armored suit and tinkering with the electronics, but he had to bring his ship to a complete halt to keep the mine from exploding.<br><br>(Elmus takes minor consequence: "mined")<br><br>The squadron of TIE fighters assigned to intercept the flight lanced forward, their engines sending the characteristic screaming sounds of TIE fighters to the IFF systems of the rebel fleet.&nbsp; Four of the fighters launched a withering hail of formation fire at Zeta's B-Wing, while the remaining fighter peeled away and snuck under the attacking fighters to close in on Elmus.<br><br>Who happened to be standing on top of his freighter, with a direct link to the control systems.<br><br><br>Attack vs. Zeta:<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: TIE Attack<br>Result: 75, <br>Total: 75<br><br>(6: 4 base, +2 die roll)&nbsp; (Zeta receives +2 on her defense roll for no attack)<br><br><br><br>Attack vs. Elmus:<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Sneak Attack<br>Result: 23, <br>Total: 23<br><br>( 3: 4 base, -1 die roll, -2 attack into minefield, +2 idle opponent<br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>Cruiser A&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser B&nbsp; &nbsp; Cruiser C&nbsp; *Cruiser Captain*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*TIE SQUADRON*&nbsp; *Zeta* *Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *MO-178-1*&nbsp; *Elmus* <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>28-11-2008, 08:11:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As the TIE squadron closed in on Zeta, Alanna, and the rest of the Rebel fighters, Alanna winced as the green laser fire lanced out through space toward Zeta's B-Wing.&nbsp; She knew that the fighter could take a beating, but a wall of lasers was not pleasant to deal with under any circumstances.&nbsp; "Damn, they sure didn't wait around, did they?&nbsp; Beeper, funnel some power from engines to shields.&nbsp; This could get a little dicey."&nbsp; As Beeper whistled an affirmative, Alanna pulled the Lady Shadow into a sweeping snap-roll, moving up and to the left before attempting to dive in behind the lead fighter in the enemy formation.&nbsp; "Come on, you Imperial asshole, let's see if you passed Basic..."&nbsp; Keying her comm system, she addressed Alliance Command.&nbsp; "Alliance Command, this is Red 23.&nbsp; Engaging enemy fighters."<br><br>(Dogfighting Roll: 2, 3 Piloting, 2 "Modified Powerplant", Total: 7)<br><br>Alanna<br>L.S. Stress Cap: [][][][]<br>Alanna Stress Cap: [][][][][][]<br>Force Points: 7
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>28-11-2008, 08:24:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Evasion (3: +2 Piloting, -3 dice roll, +2 for no attack, +2 Extreme Maneuverability) <br><br>B-Wing Stress Cap: 6 [ ][ ][X][ ][ ][ ]<br>Zeta Stress Cap: 7 [ ][ ][X][ ][ ][ ][ ]<br>Force Points: 9<br><br>Were Zeta emotional, she would have cursed up a storm at this moment. The volley was far too heavy for her to avoid completely, almost half of them splashing against her shields. Fortunately, B-Wings were not slouches when it came to shields. Zeta, though generally accurate with her analyses, was caught off guard by the tenacity of these TIEs so soon after Endor, especially with the way they had collapsed in the middle of the fight. Making a hard turn, she came around and opened fire.<br><br>Counterattack (2: +2 Blasters, 0 dice roll)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 00:13:31</strong>
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				The mechanical warrior felt her mind becoming unstable,&nbsp; terror, tension,&nbsp; human's seemed to have advanced so much since the last time she had awoken. She struck out with her blade,&nbsp; the whirring weapon tore through the air burning it in an arc as it went.&nbsp; She aimed her weapon at the creature's main body.<br><br>(Melee 2)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:21:59</strong>
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				<strong>Deck 22 Dormitories</strong><br><br>The Dark Trooper tried in vain to deflect the furious wave of lightsaber attacks being directed at it, but simply couldn't adapt to its opponent's sudden change from the defensive elegance of form III to the furious ripostes of form V.&nbsp; The saberstaff cut several furrows into the Dark Trooper's armor, knocking the Trooper off balance as its internal systems furiously recalculated its mass, while trying to understand the situation.&nbsp; In frustration, the machine fired all of its remaining rockets, hoping to create enough of a distraction to finish off its target.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 14<br><br>(-2 vs. 3: 2 melee, -2 die roll, -2 disarmed)<br><br>Dark Trooper takes 5 points of stress<br><br>[ ][ ][ ][ ][X][ ]<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: One Shot Left<br>Result: 38,<br>Total: 38<br><br>(9 attack: +4 blasters, +3 One Shot left, +2 Assault Droid)<br><br>(Dark Trooper takes the moderate consequence "no remaining attacks"&nbsp; Khementari gains a force point.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 01:38:48</strong>
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				Once more the machine attempted to defend herself from the barrage,&nbsp; she tapped into her own frenzied emotions,&nbsp; screaming with rage.&nbsp; What passed off as her mind was ablaze with rage, as she howled.&nbsp; The mechanical monsterosity tapped into that rage,&nbsp; and used it to fuel her action,&nbsp; capitalizing on the fear ripping through her.&nbsp; She took into affect that altered gravity in the hull,&nbsp; slamming her blade into the blast, seemingly uncaring about the explosives would have on her body,&nbsp; while she used the floating petals for cover.<br><br>9 (Severe hull breach, full defence,&nbsp; Hyrodponics lab, emotionally unstable)<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 02:03:44</strong>
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				The Dark Trooper's red eyes looked with terror at the somehow still functioning Sith Synthdroid, and a massive cloud of steam exploded from its back, joining the cloud of smoke coming from its red hot rocket launchers.&nbsp; A hatch on the back of the machine opened, and a humanoid figure in an imperial pilot's uniform jumped out, holding a chopped down Imperial pistol as he ran from the wreck of his disabled droid.&nbsp; Meanwhile, a blue glow came from the open hull of the Dark Trooper, suggesting something horrible going on inside.<br><br>(Dark Trooper offers a concession: Disarmored.&nbsp; Battle over unless Khementari spends a force point.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 22:51:24</strong>
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				In the minefield, another cloud of sensor jamming activated, concealing Elmus and the enemy TIE fighter from view.&nbsp; The officer in charge of maintaining the sensor array threw up his hands in frustration, getting a strange feeling in his gut that Elmus was going to come out of that cloud of static carrying a staple remover and a can of nerf repellent.&nbsp; The communications officer screamed, hoping the volunteer bombardier was alright.<br><br><br>NEW COMBAT ROUND!!<br><br>The four TIE fighters split into two pairs, as they jockeyed around to try and attack the oncoming fighters.&nbsp; The fighters Zeta fired at zigzagged away from her fire, using the maneuverability characteristic of the Empire's interceptor fleet, delivering a more cautious wave of attacks.&nbsp; Meanwhile, the TIEs Alanna engaged managed to end up just barely in her sights, even as they took potshots at her, hoping to wear her down.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Dodge Zeta<br>Result: 15,<br>Total: 15<br><br>(3: 3 base, -2 die roll, +2 "Doesn't need shields")&nbsp; Zeta gains a force point.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Counterattack Zeta&nbsp; (prime!)<br>Result: 49,<br>Total: 49<br><br>(3: 3 base, 0 die roll)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: TIE Dogfight Alanna<br>Result: 30,<br>Total: 30<br><br>(6:&nbsp; 2 base, +5 speed, -1 die roll ) Alanna gains 1 point of spin)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: TIE counterattack<br>Result: 33,<br>Total: 33<br><br>( 3: 3 base, 0 die roll)<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector ???&nbsp; Cruiser B *Cruiser Captain*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*TIE SQUADRON A*&nbsp; *Zeta*&nbsp; *TIE SQUADRON B*&nbsp; *Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Static*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 23:32:52</strong>
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				She watched as the human leaped from the exoskeleton,&nbsp; her eyes narrowed ever so slightly as they fell upon something soft and squishy.&nbsp; She didn't trust her body,&nbsp; it seemed to have slowed and weakened in her time in stasis.&nbsp; Yet,&nbsp; she wouldn't allow the human to get away.&nbsp; The machine surged forward after the human, once more giddiness returned.&nbsp; Her laughter rang out soft and silken even as she spun her double bladed instrument of doom.&nbsp; "Come back,&nbsp; a fight's not over until someone lies in pieces!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 23:43:33</strong>
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				Taking a brief look at Khementari with his dark visors, the dark trooper casually fired a single shot into his armor, causing the entire machine to surge with energy.&nbsp; "There."&nbsp; The pilot said, in the familiar Mandelorian accent of Jango Fett.&nbsp; "Now we'll all be in pieces."&nbsp; He said, as he connected a grappling hook to an exposed section of bulkhead and swung out onto the side of the ship.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 74,<br>Total: 74<br><br>(11:&nbsp; 4 blasters, +2 die roll, +2 "Elite Soldier" +3 one shot left)&nbsp; Dark Trooper pilot takes the severe consequence "caught in the blast radius"&nbsp; resist attack with athletics or repair.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 01:32:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna smirked as she dodged and weaved through the hail of laser bolts as they arced through space from the pair of TIE fighters. A few managed to hit, though they ended up splashing on her shields with no effect as she pulled her fighter around in a tight turn.&nbsp; As the targeting reticle came to rest on the familiar ball cockpit of the first enemy fighter, Beeper trilled a confirmation tone.&nbsp; Her hand tightened on the joystick, and for a second, time seemed to slow down.&nbsp; "See you in hell, asshole.&nbsp; Say hi to the Emperor for me."&nbsp; Squeezing the trigger, she let loose with a short burst from her laser cannons.<br><br>(Dodge Roll: 3 base, 0 roll = 3)<br><br>(Blaster Roll: 4 base, 1 spin, -1 roll = 4)<br><br>Stress Cap: [][][][]<br>Health: [][][][][][]<br>Force Points: 7
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 02:00:33</strong>
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				She grinned at the Mandalorian,&nbsp; her blade spinning wickedly as she let out a high pitched giggle.&nbsp; “Is your little toy going to boom?”&nbsp; She smirked retracting the blades in her light saber.&nbsp; She focused her mind inwardly,&nbsp; a soft hum was heard filling the room as her eyes changed from steel grey to two beacon’s of burning crimson.&nbsp; For but a moment, the universe seemed to scream in agony as the dark side of the force swirled temporarily around the synthetic monster.&nbsp; <br><br>The blast ripped through her body,&nbsp; scorching her flesh leaving her nothing more then glimmering mechanical being with slightly feminine aspects.&nbsp; The shimmering metal that made up her body was tinted ever so slightly with black as if it had suffered a minor burn,&nbsp; there were blast holes in the body,&nbsp; sparks of energy ripped through the damaged. Once more that tinkling laughter ripped through the air.&nbsp; “You’ll have to do better then that…”&nbsp; the ethereal and invisible energy that was dancing along her form went work immediately the damaged mechanical parts began to repair themselves leaving her body seamless and perfect, even as the flesh began to re-grow around her form.<br><br>She reignited her light saber. <br><br>3 -2 +2 for total defence Activating aspects (Body of synth flesh,&nbsp; HRD,&nbsp; Made of Iron&nbsp; <br>Spending 1 force point to activate device, gaining the aspect Alchemically Mutable 5 points spent in all)&nbsp; 11&nbsp; (Remaining force points 8)<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 06:28:27</strong>
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				The explosion threw the Impereal soldier outside the ship, then slammed him against the hull when it caught against the bulkhead, cracking the rear armor plate of his suit.&nbsp; The blue status lights on his life support unit began to glow red, occasionally blinking yellow as the suit sealed its pinhole leaks.&nbsp; Despite the fact that he still had a layer between himself and the vacuum, the pilot was clearly going to be dead soon if he didn't get inside an airlock.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're just like me, aren't you?"&nbsp; The clone taunted, clinging to the side of the blown out deck of the ship.&nbsp; "Replaceable."&nbsp; He said, looking down at his rapidly decreasing air gauge.&nbsp; "See ya at the end of the assembly line."&nbsp; The clone said, as he switched off his communications systems in a vain attempt to get enough power to his suit that the life support systems could restart.<br><br>(Dark Trooper offers concession: Slow death in space by asphyxiation.&nbsp; Khementari may spend a force point to select a more desired outcome.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 20:18:32</strong>
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				The mechanical monster in&nbsp; the guise of a women watched with interest as the man prepared to meet his doom. Her body now completely healed but devoid of garment revealing her nude flesh. <br><br>&nbsp;She took a slow step forward.&nbsp; “I’m as unique as any other entity in this world, perhaps more so…”&nbsp; She chuckled, wondering if she should give a man a quick and honorable death.&nbsp; He did fight well,&nbsp; and suffocation was such a cruel way to die,&nbsp; better to be beheaded by her blade.&nbsp; Yet,&nbsp; was it worth the risk of ending up drifting in the cold vastness?&nbsp; <br><br>The machine walked towards the hull,&nbsp; and with a flick of her wrist she cut the grapple that was holding the soon to be corpse in place.&nbsp; It was best to not leave any evidence, and with that,&nbsp; she turned on her heels and headed back towards the doors.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 21:32:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dodge: (4: 0 roll, +2 Piloting, +2 Extreme Maneuverability)<br><br>Gains a Force Point from last round, spends one here: 9 FP<br><br>Zeta evaded the TIEs without much trouble and returned fire quickly. <br><br>Counterattack: (3: 1 roll, +2 Blasters)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 06:22:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The TIE fighter attempted to spiral away from Alanna, only to catch her wave of fire head on and explode in a ball of flames, as the fallen pilot's wingmate turned around to counterattack, seemingly using the sacrifice of his companion to gain a tactical advantage.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Dodge<br>Result: 47,<br>Total: 47<br><br>(2; 2 base, vs. 4.&nbsp; TIE wing takes 2 stress, one TIE pilot killed.)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Counterattack<br>Result: 48,<br>Total: 48<br><br>(4; 2 base, +2 "disposable")<br><br>Meanwhile, the TIEs engaging Zeta gracefully spiralled away from her attacks, taking advantage of their impressive maneuverability to deliver vicious strikes against her weakened frontal shields, operating at a rate of efficiency that would make the 181st fighter squadron jealous.&nbsp; The pair spiraled through space, moving quickly enough to avoid being tracked by the B-Wing's turreted weapons.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Defense <br>Result: 80,<br>Total: 80<br><br>(5; 2 base, +3 die roll.&nbsp; TIEs gain 2 points of spin)<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Attack<br>Result: 79,<br>Total: 79<br><br>(6; 3 base, +3 die roll)&nbsp; (TIEs save 2 points of spin against Zeta)<br><br><br>NEW COMBAT ROUND!<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector ???&nbsp; Cruiser B *Cruiser Captain*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*TIE SQUADRON A*&nbsp; *Zeta*&nbsp; *TIE B*&nbsp; *Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Static*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Independence</em>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 06:46:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna let out a cry of triumph as her target's cockpit exploded into flames and she watched as the defeated fighter spun away, out of control, venting atmosphere, and spitting bits of metal out into open space.&nbsp; Her smile soon faded, however, once she saw the trouble that Zeta was having with her pair of fighters.&nbsp; Ignoring the blaster bolts that splashed against her shields from the angered wing man of her victim, Alanna poured power into her engines, rocketing through space toward Zeta's flight.&nbsp; Keying her comm system, she spoke through gritted teeth.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hold on, Gold 11.&nbsp; I'll get them off your tail.&nbsp; On my signal, break hard left."&nbsp; Alanna then addressed her astromech droid.&nbsp; "Beeper, activate the extra cannons.&nbsp; We need to get those guys to leave Zeta alone."&nbsp; Beeper hooted and the chime sounded in the cockpit as her extra cannons flashed green on her tactical display.&nbsp; "Alright, Zeta. Break left... NOW!"&nbsp; Alanna twisted her fighter into position behind the two enemy fighters as Zeta fell down and away, her finger squeezing the trigger to let loose a long burst toward the left-hand fighter.&nbsp; "Rot in hell, you miserable jerks."<br><br>(Dodge Roll: 3 Piloting, 1 roll, 4 total.)<br><br>(Blaster Roll: 4 Blasters, 2 "Enhanced Firepower", 2 "Determined", 1 die roll, 9 total)<br><br>Alanna loses 2 force points.<br><br>Stress: [][][][]<br>Health: [][][][][][]<br>Force Points: 5
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 06:54:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta came as close as an emotionless intelligence could to cursing her fate. It was not in her SOP to need assistance. The ability of these TIEs was absurd, and completely uncharacteristic of the greater Imperial military. She followed the direction of her oncoming ally and broke left on the mark, managing to get out of the way. <br><br>(7: +1 roll, +2 Piloting, +2 Extreme Maneuverability, +2 Giving Up Counterattack, gives 1 spin)<br><br>Force Points: 8<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 22:12:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna's vicious counterattack turned the left hand fighter into a heap of flaming slag in an instant, and even managed to score a hit on the other fighter before it peeled away, afterburners firing like a mynock in a mass catapult.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Dodge<br>Result: 21,<br>Total: 21<br><br>(6; 3 base, -1 die roll, +2 full defense, +2 "having a good day")<br><br>The other TIE fighter Alanna had engaged fired a series of shots at her rear shield, trying to distract her into peeling off from the other flight, so that the other TIE pilot could finish his business.&nbsp; The two pilots quickly synchronized into a wing of their own, as TIE pilots were trained to do when their numbers were depleted.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Flank Attack<br>Result: 17,<br>Total: 17<br><br>(4; 3 base, -1 die roll, +2 "coming from behind")&nbsp; (Alanna gains a force point)<br><br><br><br>Out from the cloud of sensor static, the TIE fighter that had previously run off leaped into the fray, joined from the other side by the deadly bulk of the targeted carrack cruiser, sneaking in from a secret corridor in the minefield.&nbsp; The intercept was quickly turning into a clinch.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br>NEW COMBAT ROUND!<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser B*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*TIE SQUADRON*&nbsp; *Zeta*&nbsp; *Alanna* *MO-178-1*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Static*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Independence</em>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 22:40:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Once again, it seemed like the Force had deigned to give Alanna a good chance in this fight.&nbsp; Throwing her fighter into a tight corkscrew, she moved up and to the right, pulling out of her attack vector just as most of the laser bolts from the attacking TIE fighters raced through the empty space where she had been only a second before.&nbsp; Beeper gave a squeak of surprise, then almost seemed to laugh as he could watch as the TIE fighters' shots blazed past, missing the Lady Shadow completely.&nbsp; Mildly annoyed now, Alanna punched the throttle forward to the maximum and banked hard left, screeching around and finally coming in on the enemy fighters from the left before most pilots would be able to react, letting loose another burst of laser fire from her cannons.&nbsp; "For the sake of the Force, just die already!"<br><br>(OOC note:&nbsp; The dice seem to love me right now. O_O)<br><br>Dodge: 3 base, 3 roll, 6 total.&nbsp; Alanna gains 2 spin on enemy TIEs.<br><br>Counterattack: 4 base, 1 roll, 2 spin, 2 "Modified Powerplant", 9 total.&nbsp; Alanna loses a Force Point.<br><br>Force Points: 5
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>06-12-2008, 22:15:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta, momentarily freed of pursuit, swung her unusually agile ship directly in line with the TIEs now focused on Alanna. Rather unsatisfied with her current performance, she took a moment to line up her shot, focusing her systems on targeting as she seemed to be clear for the moment. She pulled the trigger.<br><br>Attack (2: 0 roll, +2 blasters) 1 Spin remaining.<br><br>FP: 8
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>08-12-2008, 06:06:18</strong>
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				The wave of firepower targeted at the pair of TIEs wiped them out easily, surprising the flight leader even as his carrier ship turned to present its sides to the target.&nbsp; Several firing ports opened up on the hull of the ship, only to reveal a dozen quad laser cannons.&nbsp; The ship wasn't a Carrack assault cruiser, but a Carrack anti-starfighter cruiser.&nbsp; Clearly, things had just gone from bad to worse.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: TIE dodge<br>Result: 25,<br>Total: 25<br><br>The flight lead ducked away from Zeta's wave of firepower.&nbsp; Twisting away from the pursuing fingers of the ion cannon attack, MO-178-1 activated 80% of his reaction mass to give him one powerful burst of speed, so that he could escape the cone of threat from the B-Wing.&nbsp; The pilot was thrown back in his seat, sweating inside his suit.<br><br>(3: 2 piloting, -1 die roll, +2 "doesn't need shields")&nbsp; Zeta gains a force point, MO-178-1 takes minor consequence "out of gas"<br><br>MO-178-1 Health: [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][X]<br><br><br>The first wave of firepower from the cruiser consisted of harmless, minimum power targeting shots, to calibrate the guns, and more ominously, lock the concussion missiles on target.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Cruiser Attack<br>Result: 4,<br>Total: 4<br><br>(-2: 2 base, -3 die roll, -2 multi targeting, +2 scale, -1 range)&nbsp; The attack may be dodged, but no spin may be gained because it is a long range attack.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Command<br>Result: 76,<br>Total: 76<br><br>(6: 4 leadership, +2 die roll)&nbsp; The cruiser gains the aspects: "Target Locked"&nbsp; "Calm before the Storm"&nbsp; and "Broadside Position"<br><br><br>Meanwhile, the flight leader ducked and weaved against the wave of fairy flak, unaware that the bolts were harmless.&nbsp; In his panic, he simply flew in Zeta's general direction, not quite even attacking her.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: TIE attack<br>Result: 6,<br>Total: 6<br><br>(-1:&nbsp; 3 blasters, -2 die roll, -2 "calm before the storm")&nbsp; MO-178-1 gains a force point.<br><br><br><br>NEW COMBAT ROUND!<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser B*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*Zeta*&nbsp; *Alanna* *MO-178-1*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Static*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Independence&nbsp; </em>&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>08-12-2008, 06:47:38</strong>
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				Dodge: (5: +3 roll, +2 piloting) Zeta gains 6 spin: 7 spin total<br><br>The TIE's attack was rather unimpressive, Zeta noted. The end was near for this one. No longer outnumbered, it was no matter for Zeta to avoid the attack, barely needing to spin 30 degrees. Zeta's counterattack was swift and merciless, firing an ion burst quickly followed by blasters and a proton torpedo for good measure.<br><br>Attack: (9: 0 roll, +2 blasters, 7 spin)<br><br>FP: 9
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>08-12-2008, 06:56:37</strong>
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				Having destroyed her two remaining targets, Alanna was momentarily able to gloat over the fact that she'd gotten four kills within as many minutes, punching the stats into her on-board computer for later recording and compilation. &nbsp;A warning whistle, followed by a squawk of alarm from Beeper, jarred her out of her actions in time to dodge the oncoming flurry of flak shots from the Carrack Cruiser. &nbsp;Seeing the panels opening, she cursed under her breath even as she keyed her comm system. &nbsp;"This is Red 23, to all Alliance ships, Carrack Cruiser B is an anti-fighter cruiser. &nbsp;I repeat, an anti-fighter cruiser. &nbsp;Recommend caution when engaging. &nbsp;And we could use a little more support out here, if possible." &nbsp;Checking momentarily on Zeta, she figured that the android could handle herself against the sole remaining TIE fighter and rocketed off to meet the enemy cruiser. &nbsp;Once within range, Alanna quickly ducked her ship down and to the right, hoping to get into the cruiser's weapon blind-spot, the area just behind its main engines.<br><br>Dodge Roll: 3 base, 0 roll. 3 total.<br><br>Dogfighting Roll: &nbsp;3 base, +2 bonus for scale and speed, 0 roll. 5 total.<br><br>Force Points: 5<br><br>Sector 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser B* *Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*Zeta*&nbsp; *MO-178-1*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Static*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 21:04:22</strong>
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				MO-178-1 tried to pull his TIE away from the ion cannon, only to realize too late that he simply didn't have enough reaction mass to outmaneuver the lanky B Wing.&nbsp; Predicting that he'd get a proton torpedo fired at him, the pilot sent his ship into a vicious dive, and ejected just as the first wave of ionization hit the ship, screaming into his helmet comm as he prayed to clear the blast radius.&nbsp; The pilot rocketed out of the cockpit, flying into the silence of space, only to be buffeted by the massive explosion that followed his flight.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Oh #&amp;%@!<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 14<br><br>(4: 2 piloting -2 die roll, +2 "Unimaginative Tactician" +2 Full Defense)&nbsp; <br><br>MO-178-1 Takes moderate consequence: "Shaken and outmanuvered"<br>MO-178-1 Takes severe consequence: "TIE Fighter Destroyed"<br>MO-178-1 Offers Concession: "Lost in space, and lost in time.&nbsp; And meaning."&nbsp; (Zeta may spend a force point and her next action to determine the fate of MO-178-1)<br><br>The <em>Independence</em> comm channels crackled to life, indicating that the assaults against the other cruisers were encountering trouble as well, and that more flights would be launched from the cruiser to handle the vessels.&nbsp; Meanwhile, the point defense guns of the cruiser fired on the X-Wing, as the commander stood on the bridge, watching the ship duck and weave between columns of flak.&nbsp; "Dispose of that ship."&nbsp; The commander said bluntly, as the gunnery chief fired the cruiser's concussion missiles.&nbsp; In one huge swarm, they departed from the cruiser, only to turn back and start chasing the X-Wing.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Dogfight<br>Result: 22,<br>Total: 22<br><br>(2: 3 base, -1 die roll) Alanna gains 3 spin<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Missile Attack<br>Result: 29,<br>Total: 29<br><br>(8: 3 Starship Ops, -1 die roll, +2 scale, +2 "Target Locked", +2 "Calm Before the Storm") Alanna gains a force point.<br><br><br>Meanwhile, the turbolasers of the carrack fired an intense barrage towards the B Wing, hoping to break its shields in a single lucky hit.&nbsp; Luck which was not with them.&nbsp; The scatter on the turbolaser fire was so pathetic <br>that it seemed a miracle all five shots actually landed within the same sector.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 5,<br>Total: 5<br><br>(2: 2 blasters, -3 die roll, -1 range, +2 scale, +2 "Broadside position") <br><br>(<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 22:12:44</strong>
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				As Alanna ducked down between the bursts of flak, she looked for some kind of opening where she could attack.&nbsp; However, before she could do that, warning tones blared in the cockpit and Beeper let out a long, high-pitched squeal.&nbsp; Wincing a little, she put her head on a swivel, just in time to see the tell-tale puffs of energy that indicated a barrage of concussion missiles was incoming.&nbsp; "Oh sh-" The rest of her sentence was drowned out by the high blaring of the missile-lock alarm.&nbsp; "8 of them!?&nbsp; A little bit of over-kill there, don't you think?&nbsp; Beeper, funnel all power to engines and shields, we need to get the hell out of here.&nbsp; Let's put some distance between them and us, this is a *really* bad idea."&nbsp; Throwing the throttle forward, she pulled the Lady Shadow up and around to try and escape the massive onslaught of concussion missiles.&nbsp; For the most part, her maneuvers succeeded, though a couple of the missiles managed to get close enough and detonate, taking a chunk out of her remaining shields even with the boosted power.&nbsp; Slightly shaken, she tried to move to an area where she wouldn't be quite so simple to target.<br><br>Dodge Roll:&nbsp; 3 Piloting, 2 "Full Defense", 2 "Determined", 0 roll, 7 total.&nbsp; Alanna loses a Force Point and one box of Stress and Health. <br><br>Stress Cap: [X][][][]<br>Health: [X][][][][][]<br>Force Points: 5<br><br>Sector 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser B* *Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*Zeta*&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Static*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>10-12-2008, 01:20:49</strong>
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				Dodge: (3: +1 roll, +2 piloting)<br><br><em>Worthless fire.</em> Zeta didn't even need to dodge the incoming fire from the ship, running straight at it, now free of fighter pursuit for the moment. This is why she had come out here - to attack the cruiser, not to waste time with fighters. She would have to speak to her flight later on about completely failing to back her up, and forcing her to rely on Alanna for help. Alanna would also have to be thanked, since that's what the meatbags deemed appropriate. Powering all weapons, she unleashed an introductory volley at the ship.<br><br>(0: -2 Roll, +2 blasters)<br><br>FP: 10<br><br>Sector 7<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser B* *Zeta*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Static*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 08:49:16</strong>
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				The crew of the Carrack simply watched casually as the fire from the B-Wing struck its shields, using the attack to triangulate an accurate wave of return fire with its turbolasers.<br><br>(1: 2 starship ops, -1 die roll, Carrack gains 1 spin)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Counterstrike<br>Result: 59,<br>Total: 59<br><br>(5: 2 starship ops, +1 die roll, +2 scale, +1 Spin, -1 Range)<br><br><br>Meanwhile, the Commander paced up and down the bridge of his ship, yelling at the various communications officers as they coordinated fire between the Carrack's ten laser cannons, hoping to catch the X-Wing in a trap.&nbsp; <br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Leadership<br>Result: 69,<br>Total: 69<br><br>(6: 4 Leadership, 2 die roll.)&nbsp; Alanna gains the following aspects: "In the net"&nbsp; "Pursued by flak" and "Marked for Destruction"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 09:16:48</strong>
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				Dodge (5: -1 roll, +2 piloting, +2 Extreme Maneuverability, +2 Defensive Posture)<br><br>Zeta determined that her attack posture was very poor, spinning her B-Wing with precise accuracy and banking hard right at the last moment to cleanly dodge the oncoming fire, but found herself facing rather away from the Carrack. These Imperials were so bothersomely coordinated today, almost living up to their prissy ways. They were still meatbags, however, and would be defeated handily in the end.<br><br>Proximity alarms went off in waves, causing Zeta to focus her sensors momentarily on the problem area, as the dangerously fast moving corpse of an Imperial cruiser floated into range, heading rather towards the active Carrack. Zeta came around for another pass, carefully avoiding the debris that floated in the dead ship's wake.<br><br>FP: 9
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 18:35:29</strong>
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				"Alright, asshole, now you have officially pissed me off.&nbsp; Beeper, funnel power to weapons, we need to take out the targeting array so we can get some breathing room."&nbsp; Keying her comm system, Alanna addressed Zeta.&nbsp; "Hey Zeta, we need to split the Carrack's fire.&nbsp; One on one, we're goners against that much firepower."&nbsp; As the proximity alarms in the Lady Shadow went off as well, Alanna grinned as she watched the derelict cruiser moving toward the Carrack cruiser.&nbsp; "Finally, an opening."&nbsp; Maneuvering in behind the hulking corpse of the old imperial cruiser, she disappeared in the sensor shadow of the wreck and used the large object as a shield against the Carrack cruiser until she could duck out inside the bubble of laser fire.&nbsp; Her annoyance mounting, Alanna activated her extra laser cannons and let loose with a burst of laser fire and a pair of proton torpedoes, her shots arcing toward the Carrack's bridge.<br><br>Carack Cruiser B gains the aspect "Sudden distraction".<br><br>Blasters: 4 base, 3 spin, +2 "Boosted Firepower", 1 roll, 10 total.<br><br>Alanna loses 2 Force Points.<br><br>Force Points: 3<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 22:38:45</strong>
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				The Commander patiently placed his hands behind his back as the X-Wing's proton torpedoes slammed against the forward shield section of the cruiser, glaring at the members of his crew diving for cover.&nbsp; "Cowards."&nbsp; The commander growled, looking up at the red waves of plasma sliding off the cruiser's shields.&nbsp; "We're protected by 12,000 plates of fortified armor, and an Imperial shield generator!"&nbsp; He screamed, knocking away the warrant officer operating the tractor beam console.&nbsp; Terrified, the gunnery officers redoubled their efforts, swearing up a storm as they attempted to take out the gnat facing them.&nbsp; "Show me that you are men!&nbsp; Full speed ahead; ram that cruiser into stardust!"&nbsp; He screamed, his face becoming red as he furiously aimed to acquire a lock on the B-Wing darting out at him.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 74,<br>Total: 74<br><br>(4: 2 starship ops, +2 die roll)&nbsp; Carrack cruiser takes 6 stress, crew takes minor consequence "pissed off commander"<br><br>Carrack's Stress:<br><br>[ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][X][ ][ ][ ]<br><br>roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 27,<br>Total: 27<br><br>(8: 3 blasters, -1 die roll, +2 "marked for destruction" +2 scale, +2 "In the Net") Alanna gains 2 force points<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 50,<br>Total: 50<br><br>(5: 3 Starship Ops, 0 die roll, +2 scale)&nbsp; (Alanna is caught in a tractor beam.&nbsp; She must resist with Starship Ops or Repair or be pulled into the hangar rack of the cruiser.&nbsp; (directly into the path of a couple of laser cannons and a plasma vent.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 23:18:07</strong>
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				Alanna grinned as she saw sparks and puffs of atmosphere erupt from the Carrack cruiser as she raked the length of the ship with her strafing run.&nbsp; The warning squawk of Beeper allowed her to pull her fighter into a tight barrel roll, managing to avoid, once again, most of the fire directed at her ship.&nbsp; The frantic actions of the gunnery crew, spurred on by the anger of their commander, caused some of their calculations to be off-target. However, a few bolts managed to find their target and slammed into her shields, taking another chunk of their energy away as she spiraled around in a quick arc, faster than most X-Wings should have been able to go, to attack the cruiser's engines.&nbsp; Squeezing the trigger, she let loose with another burst as she swung her crosshairs across the cruiser's aft end.<br><br>Dodge roll: 7. 3 base, +2 "Determined, +2 "Pissed off commander".&nbsp; Alanna takes one point of damage to Stress and Health.<br><br>Counterattack: 5. 4 base, +2 "Improved Powerplant", -1 roll.<br>Alanna loses 3 Force points.<br><br>Force Points: 2<br><br>Stress: [X][X][][]<br>Health:[X][X][][][][]
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 23:38:22</strong>
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				Tractor Break (5 : +1 repair, 0 roll, +2 Situational Analysis +2 Sudden Distraction)<br><br>FP: 8<br><br>Zeta was in her element in the battle of wits, precise movements, and calculations that was breaking a tractor beam. It was a tug of war, Zeta applying thrust in just the right amounts while the tractor controller tried to compensate. It was hopeless, considering Zeta's advantages. The B-Wing soon snapped free of the tractor as Zeta unleashed a fairly absurd amount of firepower at extremely close range. She crossed her logical fingers, hoping that she could manage to cause a chain reaction, or at least blast a hole in the armor so she could slip inside and take matters into her actual hands.<br><br>Attack: (11: 0 roll, +2 blasters, +2 Capital Ship Killer, +2 Heavy Bomber, +2 Ruthless, +1 One Shot Left, +2 Point Blank Range) (Zeta takes minor consequence "Too Close for Comfort")<br><br>FP: 5
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 00:14:57</strong>
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				Zeta's alpha strike tore through the shields of the Carrack and ripped through the hull, opening up bulkheads everywhere on the surface of the ship.&nbsp; A massive explosion caused the ship to list to the side as one of the ship's turbolaser batteries caught a direct hit from a concussion missile.&nbsp; A field of debris, human, droid, and material, began to float out of the damaged ship.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 7,<br>Total: 7<br><br>0: (2 starship ops, -2 die roll)&nbsp; The cruiser takes the moderate consequence "major hull breach"&nbsp; All attackers gain 3 spin.<br><br><br>Meanwhile, Alanna's attack on the engine section caused only minor damage to the ship, not quite even penetrating the massive vessel's shields as she ducked and weaved.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 65,<br>Total: 65<br><br>3: (2 starship ops, +1 die roll)&nbsp; Cruiser takes 1 point of stress.<br><br><br>The IFF board of the carrack lit up with 6 new red signatures, as another rebel flight blaze out of the minefield to intercept the ship, delivering a massive barrage of missiles at the Cruiser's hull, targeting the vulnurability opened up in its shields.&nbsp; "Sorry we're late!"&nbsp; Gold 2 cried into his comm, as the missiles created a string of impressive looking but not particularly damaging explosions across the hull of the cruiser.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 71,<br>Total: 71<br><br>(8: 4 base, +3 spin, -1 range, +2 "Assault formation"<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 79,<br>Total: 79<br><br>(7&nbsp; 2 base, +3 die roll, +2 "Incredibly durable") Cruiser takes 1 point of stress<br><br>Carrack's Stress:<br><br>[X][X][ ][ ][ ][X][ ][ ][ ]<br><br><br>In a foaming fury, the commander of the cruiser fired a turbolaser volley at the fighter squadron, using the 5 functioning guns on the starboard side of the cruiser, as well as getting a shot off with the gun on the port side.&nbsp; A stray shot from the volley grazed one of the Y wings in the attack formation, taking out its shields and damaging one of its nacelles.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 20,<br>Total: 20<br><br>(6: 3 blasters, -1 die roll, +2 scale, +2 "Veteran Pirate Killer")<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 57,<br>Total: 57<br><br>(5: 4 base, +1 die roll)<br><br><br>Meanwhile, the anti fighter gunners focused on Alanna, trying to catch her slip up, as hull breach alarms went off around them, and the cruiser's superstructure began to creak as it slammed into the destroyed cruiser, sandwiching Zeta's B-Wing in a rapidly closing pocket between the two ships, leaving her with nowhere to go but into the belly of the beast. <br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 12,<br>Total: 12<br><br>(3: 3 base, -2 die roll, +2 scale)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 00:30:54</strong>
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				Alanna gave a shout of triumph as she watched Zeta's salvo rip through the hull of the Carrack, tearing a massive hole in the side of the ship.&nbsp; She grinned even wider as she watched Gold 2 and his companions soar into the fray, blasting a couple more, smaller holes in the top of the Carrack and generally causing havoc across the battlefield with their appearance.&nbsp; "Perfect timing, Gold flight.&nbsp; You almost missed the fun.&nbsp; Cover my ass, I'm going to try and take out his engines so he can't make a suicide run."&nbsp; As she threw her fighter around for another pass, she was startled by another salvo of laser fire flashing toward her fighter.&nbsp; "Seriously?&nbsp; You've got a huge hole in your ship, and you're worried about me?&nbsp; Idiots."&nbsp; The appearance of the new flight of Y-Wings seemed to have distracted the Carrack's gunners, however, as their shots all went wide left as Alanna's fighter swung around to rake her lasers across the tail section of the cruiser for a second time.<br><br>Dodge Roll: 5.&nbsp; 3 base, 2 roll.&nbsp; Alanna gains 2 spin.<br><br>Counter Attack Roll: 9.&nbsp; 4 base, 5 spin, 0 roll.<br><br>Stress: [X][X][][]<br>Health: [X][X][][][][]<br>Force Points: 2
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 02:45:25</strong>
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				Entering the ship (4: +2 piloting, 0 roll, +2 Spin) 1 spin remaining<br><br>Seeing a golden oppportunity to use her better talents, Zeta sent her B-Wing into a complex series of spins that allowed her to slip inside without doing more than bouncing a few corpses off her hull. A force field was flickering on and off intermittently, attempting to seal the breach but failing quite handily due to too many projectors being damaged or destroyed by her attack. It was no matter to get through. Inside, there wasn't much in the way of a decent landing area, so she found a large enough section of bulkhead and engaged the docking clamps, sending out a word of her status to her allies so they could attempt to not obliterate her ship with a stray torpedo.<br><br>Disengaging herself from the cockpit, she stepped lightly into the hallway, and sprinted in the direction of the bridge. A squad of Navy Troopers was hurrying towards her, stunned to see someone running down the halls when they were in this condition, too surprised to fire on her immediately. Zeta was before the first of them instantly, open hand flying towards his face, ready to grip his head and tear it clean off.<br><br>Attack (2: 4 melee, -1 roll, -2 Recovering, +1 spin)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 03:24:56</strong>
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				The mighty cruiser's shields began to buckle as its flanks were raked with laser fire.&nbsp; The crippled ship accelerated into full assault mode, delivering an impressive shelling against gold squadron, tearing entirely through Gold 18's Y Wing just as the pilot ejected and exploding an impressive portion of Gold 16's Y Wing.&nbsp; "We've lost two!"&nbsp; The flight lead screamed, as the now diminished attackers flew around for another pass, only to be repelled from actually firing a shot by the columns of flak emanating from the cruiser.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 68,<br>Total: 68<br><br>(3:&nbsp; 2 starship ops, +1 die roll)&nbsp; (carrack takes 6 stress)<br><br>Carrack's Stress:<br><br>[X][X][ ][ ][ ][X][X][ ][ ]<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: counterattack vs. Alanna<br>Result: 51,<br>Total: 51<br><br>(5:&nbsp; 3 blasters, 0 die roll, +2 scale)<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: counterattack vs. Gold Squadron<br>Result: 52,<br>Total: 52<br><br>(5: 3 blasters, 0 die roll, +2 scale)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Gold Squadron Dodge<br>Result: 24,<br>Total: 24<br><br>(3: 4 base, -1 die roll)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Gold Squadron attack<br>Result: 42,<br>Total: 42<br><br>(3: 3 base, 0 die roll)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Carrack Defense<br>Result: 71,<br>Total: 71<br><br>(4: 2 Starship Ops, +2 die roll)&nbsp; (Carrack gains 1 spin against gold squadron)<br><br><br>Meanwhile, aboard the cruiser, Zeta's metal hand grabbed the head of the first Navy trooper and crushed it like a grape, stepping forward as the troopers screamed and dropped their guns, screaming into their comlinks about an intruder on the ship even as their courage failed completely.&nbsp; Meanwhile, in front of the bridge, the bridge door closed and sealed.&nbsp; It was a massive vault door, with a cortosis weave layer to protect it from lightsabers.&nbsp; Of course, it never did do all that well against thermal detonators.&nbsp; The navy troopers protecting the bridge set down an E-Web blaster, and began to set it on its tripod, to defend against the squad of assasain droids they were informed would be attacking the bridge momentarily.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Trooper Dodge<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1<br><br>(-1: 3 base, -4 die roll)&nbsp; The navy troopers are defeated.&nbsp; Zeta may describe what happens to them.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*Alanna* *Gold Squadron*&nbsp; *Cruiser B* (Zeta) (Commander)<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Static*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Independence&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 03:44:35</strong>
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				Alanna keyed her comm system as she pulled up from her strafing run on the Carrack's engines.&nbsp; "Hang in there, Gold 2.&nbsp; Zeta's on her way to the bridge right now.&nbsp; Hold on a little while longer."&nbsp; Switching channels, she addressed Zeta through her internal comm system.&nbsp; "Zeta, Gold flight is being cut to pieces out here.&nbsp; See if you can disable the Carrack's guns."&nbsp; The viciousness of the counter attack took her by surprise, forcing her to put everything she had into dodging the shots.&nbsp; As she was doing so, she addressed Beeper.&nbsp; "Beeper, see if you can give the shields a little boost!&nbsp; Things are still pretty hairy."&nbsp; Beeper gave a hoot of acknowledgment and set to work fiddling with the shield generator. A moment later, he squawked a negative. "No good, huh?&nbsp; Damn it..." <br><br>Dodge roll: 6. 3 base, +2 "full defense, +2 "Easy to fly", -1 roll.&nbsp; Alanna gains 1 spin, loses 1 Force Point.<br><br>Repair Roll: 2. 3 base, -1 roll.<br><br>Force Points: 1
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>14-12-2008, 05:57:34</strong>
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				Zeta's swipe was a little more of a scratch than a grab, rending the trooper's face from his skull without crushing it or killing him. Zeta was aware of human pain tolerance, and simply kicked that one aside quickly, driving a crushing punch into the next one's chest, savoring the disgusting crunchy splat of another meatbag's vitals being liquified. Five of the troopers had taken the hint and tore off running, but one stood perfectly still, simply staring at Zeta, who straightened up and appraised him.<br><br>"You are not afraid?"<br><br>The trooper's eye twitched. "I am, ma'am."<br><br>"Why do you not flee? You know what will happen."<br><br>"You move too fast for me, ma'am. You'd catch me."<br><br>"This is true. I am aware of a human custom for a last request. Since you do not resist, I will grant you that."<br><br>"Make it fast, ma'am."<br><br>Zeta walked over to him slowly and placed a hand on either side of his head. Whispering "Very well," she brought her hands together.<br><br>The bridge was not far away. Zeta came to the corner that led to the bridge, and peeked around, seeing a second squad and dug in with an E-WEB. Steeling herself and reorganizing some energy paths for speed, she broke into the hallway and charged them, leaping into the air at the last moment, intending to come down on the gunner.<br><br>Attack (5: -1 roll, +4 melee, +2 Mechanized Strength)<br><br>FP: 4
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 04:59:54</strong>
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				The soldiers opened fire with the E-Web and their blaster pistols, filling the corridor with waves of fire and smoke.&nbsp; For a moment, the soldiers were about to cheer.&nbsp; Then Zeta landed in the middle of them and threw the chief gunner into a wall, creating a massive dent in the bulkhead of the ship.&nbsp; The uncontrolled E-Web began to spin in place, killing a naval trooper before the soldier controlling the generator could cut the power to the gun.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Counterattack<br>Result: 59,<br>Total: 59<br><br>(9:&nbsp; 4 base, +1 die roll, +2 "Heavy Repeating Blaster" +2 "squad of assassin droids")&nbsp; (Zeta gains 2 force points)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 16,<br>Total: 16<br><br>(3: 4 base, -1 die roll)<br><br><br>Meanwhile, Gold squadron flew a close range attack on the cruiser, only to be suprised when the dead cruiser it had collided with suddenly opened fire with nearly a dozen anti starfighter laser cannons tuned to maximum power, obliterating the remaining four Gold Squadron Y-Wings in a single volley.&nbsp; Only Alanna's defensive maneuvers had saved her from the same fate.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 5,<br>Total: 5<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: dodge<br>Result: 70,<br>Total: 70<br><br>(4: 2 starship ops, +2 die roll)&nbsp; Carrack gains 4 spin<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: counterattack<br>Result: 72,<br>Total: 72<br><br>(13:&nbsp; 3 blasters, +2 die roll, +2 scale, +4 spin, +2 "Ambush Cruiser")<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Gold Squadron dodge<br>Result: 24,<br>Total: 24<br><br>(1: 3 base, -2 die roll)&nbsp; (Gold Squadron is reduced to cosmic dust)<br><br>(2: 3 base, <br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Alanna Attack<br>Result: 44,<br>Total: 44<br><br>(9: 3 blasters, +0 die roll, +2 scale, +2 "Ambush Cruiser" +2 "Oops")&nbsp; Alanna gains two force points<br><br><br>But suddenly, the cruiser and the disguised wreck stopped firing.&nbsp; On board the Cruiser, the door to the bridge suddenly opened, revealing a red skinned man in a bloodstained green Imperial uniform.&nbsp; In one hand, he held a still smoking blaster pistol.&nbsp; In the other, he held a bloodstained vibroblade.&nbsp; "My crew has become mutinous."&nbsp; The deranged killer explained, taking a step towards Zeta with murder in his eyes.&nbsp; "The self destruct system of the cruiser has been activated.&nbsp; In ten minutes, every power cell on the ship will be overloaded, creating a massive explosion."&nbsp; The officer explained, as the lights dimmed to near darkness and the ship diverted all power to engines and shields, locking on to the Independence.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Intimidation<br>Result: 52,<br>Total: 52<br><br>(6: 3 base, 1 die roll, 2 "psychotic killer")&nbsp; Resist with resolve or rapport&nbsp; Zeta gains a force point.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 06:04:26</strong>
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				Alanna's cockpit exploded with alarms and warning tones as the seemingly-dead cruiser erupted with the tell-tale flares of laser fire.&nbsp; She screamed her frustration and anger as she watched Gold Squadron get obliterated by the onslaught, each flash and explosion seeming like a stab to her heart.&nbsp; Tears stung her eyes as she swung the Lady Shadow away from the cruiser's attack, once again escaping by the skin of her teeth.&nbsp; As the cruisers lurched and began to rocket toward Independence, she keyed her comm system.&nbsp; "Independence, this is Red 23.&nbsp; You have incoming!&nbsp; The damn carrack is going on a suicide run, Gold Flight has been wiped out, and I can't do a damn thing to stop it.&nbsp; We need reinforcements to destroy it!"&nbsp; Switching her channel, she addressed Zeta as she moved to pursue the out-of-control cruiser.&nbsp; "Zeta, what's going on in there? That cruiser is on a collision course with the Independence, if you can't stop it, you've got to get the hell out of there!"<br><br>Dodge Roll: 10.&nbsp; 3 base, 1 spin, 2 "Full Defense", 2 "Improved Powerplant", 2 "Determined", 0 roll.&nbsp; Alanna gains 1 spin, loses 2 Force Points.<br><br>Force Points: 1<br><br>Stress: [X][X][][]<br>Health: [X][X][][][][]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 09:24:49</strong>
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				Acrobatics! (6: 1 roll, 1 athletics, +2 Mechanized Strength, +2 Situational Analysis)<br><br>FP: 5<br>Zeta Stress Cap: 7 [ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][X][ ]<br><br>The maneuvers Zeta invoked to keep in one piece would have made any Holonet movie director red in the face with jealousy. She was also rather too busy to respond to Alanna. Sprinting forward, she ran ahead of the track of the E-WEB, keeping just ahead of it as it singed her pilot suit. A human might have been closed in against the bulkhead, but Zeta simply jumped in the air and kicked off, sending her to the other side of the hallway. She was close enough now; she jumped, crushing the gunner's face with her knee before leaving it a wet splat on the floor when she landed. Dragging his body up, she chucked it at the nearest trooper, who somehow managed to get out of the way, which was good for him, considering the huge impression the gunner made on the bulkhead. <br><br>Seeing that none of these were liable to attack her, she advanced on the door, only to see the commander emerge. He said something irrelevant.<br><br>Blank stare! (6: 1 roll, 3 resolve, +2 Ruthless)<br><br>FP: 4<br><br>This Carrack would make a very large hole in the Independence. There wasn't enough firepower in all the ships to break it into small enough pieces in the available time. Switching on her recording systems (Android Body) Zeta prepared to "extract" the codes from him. "You will die, Imperial. The manner of your death will be determined by your actions now. If you do not give me the codes to stop this vessel, I will take you in my ship and deconstruct you until you are naught but a heart, lungs, and head. You will be aware for the entirety. Do you desire this, or a quick, painless death for your assistance?"<br><br>Intimidation (4: 1 roll, 1 intimidation, +2 Ruthless)<br><br>FP: 3
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 09:51:42</strong>
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				The mad starship commander took two steps closer to Zeta, his red eyes burning vigorously with hate.&nbsp; "You may not be aware..."&nbsp; He said with a giggle, clutching his blaster pistol like a lover.&nbsp; "But I like pain."&nbsp; The Imperial said, revving up his vibroblade.&nbsp; The resolve of the naval troopers broke totally at seeing their commander behaving so cruelly, and the began to run.&nbsp; "But I'll tell you what."&nbsp; The commander said in a low voice, flashing a white and shiny smile.&nbsp; "Get out of that jumpsuit, and we'll fuck each other on the deck before dying.&nbsp; Doll."&nbsp; The Commander bellowed, exuding his famous Zeltron Pheromones by reflex.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 44,<br>Total: 44<br><br>(4:&nbsp; 2 resolve, 0 die roll, +2 "sadomasochistic freak")&nbsp; Zeta gains a force point<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 4,<br>Total: 4<br><br>(-1: 2 rapport, -3 die roll, +0 "Zeltron Pheromones")&nbsp; Zeta gains a force point<br><br><br>Although the Cruiser had stopped firing, the wreck it had crashed into still kept firing at Alanna, even as the cruiser itself peeled away and accelerated to ramming speed, and its crew discovered to their terror that the escape pod controls had been overridden. <br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 68,<br>Total: 68<br><br>(6: 3 blasters, +1 die roll, +2 "confident gunnery")&nbsp; Alanna gains a force point<br><br>&nbsp;From the flanks came another cruiser, this one missing most of the front of the hull, accelerating into a ramming profile.&nbsp; The <em>Independence</em> chimed in on the comm channels&nbsp; "This is the <em>Independence:</em> we're putting all engines into full reverse.&nbsp; All hands, brace for impacts!"&nbsp; The bridge crew announced, as the massive star cruiser rammed several mines pulling out of the minefield, trying to buy the interceptors just a little more time to disable the ships.&nbsp; "This is Lando Calrisnian reporting!&nbsp; I've dsabled the cruiser my wing was sent to attack, and I'm moving on to take out the one coming off of the flanks."&nbsp; Lando announced, giving the crew of the <em>Independence</em> some good news, for once, as the <em>Lady Luck</em> and elements of Gold Squadron moved in to attack the offending ship.<br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser C*&nbsp; *Lando*&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*Alanna*&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser B* (Zeta) (Commander)<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 0<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<em> Independence&nbsp; &nbsp;</em><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 21:02:44</strong>
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				Alanna could not keep the relief from her voice as she heard Calrissian over her comm.&nbsp; "General, it's damn good to see you.&nbsp; I think I'll be joining you on that attack run, sir."&nbsp; Her relief was short-lived, however, as the onslaught of laser fire flew toward her fighter.&nbsp; Despite her best maneuvers, there was little that she could do other than wheel and weave through the wall of laser bolts.&nbsp; "Err, scratch that, I've got my hands full over here.&nbsp; The damn thing is persistent, and I'm just one fighter out in the middle of space."<br><br>Dodge Roll: 6. 3 base, -1 roll, 2 "Determined", 2 "Full Defense". Alanna loses 1 Force Point.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 21:15:16</strong>
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				*blink* (2: 0 roll, 3 Resolve)<br><br>FP: 5<br><br>Zeta's recording, interpretation, and reproduction threads were top-of-the-line, considering she had been a model bought for political purposes. One sentence was all she had needed, but now she had several more. Time was rather running out quickly, and even with Calrissian on the job chances of stopping this hulk with anything other than the command codes were minimal. Without a word she charged the man, uninterested in his weapons, only in his life. Namely, ending it. His command code cylinder would be on his body, so as long as she didn't attack anywhere but his head, it would certainly stay intact. Her hand shot out for his neck.<br><br>Not a fan of your head? Let me help you with it. (7: 4 melee, +1 attack, +2 Ruthless)<br><br>FP: 4
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>16-12-2008, 03:51:40</strong>
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				Casually, the commander raised the hand holding the blaster to intercept Zeta's fist, looking somewhat bored as the android disarmed him and cracked the bones of his wrist.&nbsp; "Bitch."&nbsp; The commander said, looking Zeta straight in the eyes.&nbsp; "Do you know who I am?"&nbsp; He asked softly, even as his hand hung limply at an unnatural angle.&nbsp; "I am Commander Genik Choam of the first Galactic Empire, the butcher of Zeltron, apprentice to the secret Grand Admiral Thrawn."&nbsp; Commander Choam declared with pride, licking his lips as he held his vibroblade out in front of him.&nbsp; "Of course, you don't know what any of that means."&nbsp; Choam said, giggling madly.&nbsp; "But you will."&nbsp; He intoned darkly, crouching into a knife fighter's stance.&nbsp; "You will."<br><br>Commander Choam caressed the vibroblade in his hand lovingly, smiling a bit as he thumbed it up to maximum power, sending painful vibrations throughout his entire body.&nbsp; "This is lucy."&nbsp; Choam said, waving the blade in a defensive pattern before him.&nbsp; "She is my best friend in the whole Galaxy."&nbsp; The deranged zeltron said with a nod, his entire body seeming to relax.&nbsp; "There's something else you mght want to know."&nbsp; Choam said, smiling a huge smile.&nbsp; "My eyes are normally blue."&nbsp; He announced calmly as he sprang at Zeta, clearly under the influence of a high end combat drug as he aimed to slash into her chest with his vicious blade.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Defense<br>Result: 9,<br>Total: 9<br><br>(0: 2 melee, -2 die roll)&nbsp; (Commander Choam takes minor consequence: crushed wrist)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Counterattack<br>Result: 31,<br>Total: 31<br><br>(7: 2 melee, -1 die roll, +2 "Hysterical Strength" +2 "Lucy" +2 full attack)&nbsp; (Commander Choam may not roll defense against the next attack) Zeta gains a force point.<br><br>"I suggest you step a meter to the right."&nbsp; Choam said politely, in the middle of trying to tear Zeta into tiny bits.<br><br><br>Out in Space, Lando and the remainder of Gold Squadron began to hack away at the other cruiser on the Flanks, while the cruiser hulk launched another wave of fire at Alanna, this time actually starting to have trouble keeping her down as the laser cannons on the hulk began to overheat and run out of power.<br><br>oll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Flak Fire<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 8<br><br>(3: 3 base, -2 die roll, +2 scale)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>16-12-2008, 04:15:16</strong>
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				Zeta was... unimpressed. These meatbags had such a penchant for grandiose glaims and absurd flourishes of pride. It was all a lot of nonsense, as they were incredibly fragile beings who had forsaken their usefulness the moment they created a mechanical alternative to themselves - namely, her.<br><br>Bruce Lee would be proud (7: 3 roll, 4 Melee)<br><br>With the fluidity of a Calamari ballet, Zeta dodged aside, taking Choam's stabbing arm and flipping him easily, slamming him down to the deck. Her foot came down on him with absolute swiftness, intending to crush his meatbag head.<br><br>CURB STOMP OHHH (5: 1 roll, 4 melee)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>16-12-2008, 05:16:09</strong>
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				Finally, Alanna was able to find an opening.&nbsp; Smirking, she threw her fighter into a tight roll, neatly dodging each shot from the embattled cruiser before diving in to rake a line of laser fire across its flank.&nbsp; Her maneuvers were much like those of a matador attempting to bring down an enraged reek as she carefully placed her shots to do the most damage possible, aiming for the engines and weapon control sectors.<br><br>Dodge Roll: 5. 3 Piloting, 2 roll.&nbsp; Alanna gains 2 spin.<br><br>Strafing Run: 8. 4 Blasters, 2 roll, 2 spin.<br><br>Spin: 1<br>Force Points: 1<br><br>Stress: [X][X][][]<br>Health:[X][X][][][][]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 03:33:33</strong>
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				Zeta's foot slammaed against Commander Choam's chest, hitting him with a loud crunch before he rolled away and back onto his feet, making another running stab at Zeta, just as a red skinned Twi'lek female emerged from the ventilation shaft and smacked her on the head with a massive pipe.&nbsp; The Twi'lek wore a slave collar and a parody of an Imperial uniform, cut to scandalous shortness.&nbsp; "This is my intended; lucy, my second best friend in the whole galaxy."&nbsp; Choam said, delivering a swift and well aimed strike at Zeta.<br><br>Genik takes 5 stress.&nbsp; [ ][ ][ ][ ][X][ ]<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Thrust stab<br>Result: 69,<br>Total: 69<br><br>(7: 2 melee, +2 die roll, +2 "lucy" +1 companion)&nbsp; (Zeta gains a force point)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Smack on the Head<br>Result: 44,<br>Total: 44<br><br>(3: 1 melee, +0 die roll, +2 "Berserker")<br><br><br>The armed garbage scow fell silent at Alanna's onslaught, leaving the accelerating cruiser open to attack.&nbsp; The cruiser began to broadcast a signal to disable the mines in the minefield, to allow it to pass easily on its ramming run against the Independence.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: dodge dodge dodge<br>Result: 30,<br>Total: 30<br><br>(1: 2 starship ops, -1 die roll)&nbsp; (Cruiser is disabled)<br><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser C*&nbsp; *Lando*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2&nbsp; &nbsp;*Alanna* <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp;*Cruiser B* (Zeta) (Commander)&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 0<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector -1<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <em>Independence </em>&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 04:56:10</strong>
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				Watching with satisfaction as her tormentor finally fell silent, Alanna quickly maneuvered her fighter toward the second cruiser, moving to join Lando and his wing of fighters on their next attack run on the hulking cruiser.&nbsp; As she swooped in to join the formation, she keyed her comm system&nbsp; &nbsp;"General, aim for its engines.&nbsp; The shields are weakest there, and if we can hit the drive core, it'll be disabled completely!"<br><br>Dogfighting Roll: 7. 3 base, 3 Speed Bonus, 1 Scale, 0 roll
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 05:40:04</strong>
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				FP:5<br><br>You missed! (8: 0 roll, 4 melee, +2 Mechanized Strength, +2 Dexterity) Zeta gains 1 spin.<br>So did you! (4: 0 roll, 4 melee)<br><br>FP: 3<br><br>Choam was getting clumsier with each jab, and she fluidly moved out of the way of both his initial stab and his unexpected accomplice's wild swing. As Choam came at her again, she grabbed her arm and sent him flying into the wall with little concern for the integrity of his anatomy.<br><br>Tossed like Bowser (4: -1 roll, 4 melee, +1 spin)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 06:53:41</strong>
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				Choam went flying, only to slam into Lucy's soft body, as the pair of berserkers began to wail away at Zeta, delivering vicious blows against her in the flickering shadows of the ship's emergency lighting.&nbsp; "Does the addition of a nubile Twi'lek make the offer of sex any more attractive?"&nbsp; Genik asked, as the pair struggled to box Zeta into a corner, and keep her from deflecting a killing blow.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Defense<br>Result: 44,<br>Total: 44<br><br>(3: 2 melee, 1 companion, 0 die roll)&nbsp; lucy takes 1 stress<br><br>Lucy's Health chart:<br>[X][ ][ ]<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 35,<br>Total: 35<br><br>(4: 2 melee, 1 companion, -1 die roll, +2 "utter scumbag")<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment:<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 11<br><br>(0: 2 melee, -2 die roll)<br><br><br>The cruiser flew blithely on, moving quite quickly, its automated systems trying to pull away from Alanna, but the ulky ship simply couldn't avoid presenting itself to the X Wing like a Ronto during mating season.<br><br>(3 (+2 piloting, +1 die roll)&nbsp; Alanna gains 4 spin<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 07:16:03</strong>
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				Moving into position behind the fleeing Carrack cruiser, Alanna drew her targeting reticle around to focus upon the engine bays.&nbsp; Her heads-up display flashed red, and the confirmation tone filled her ears as the targeting computer locked on to the drive core centered between the Carrack's engines.&nbsp; Deciding against her brazen tactics from before, she fired off a test burst to check the strength of the Carrack's engines.<br><br>Attack Roll: 3. 4 base, -1 roll.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 07:29:48</strong>
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				(4: 4 melee, 0 roll)<br>(2: 4 melee, -2 roll) Zeta gains 2 spin.<br><br>"Sexual intercourse with you would be less than unnecessary." The desperation of these two was leaving them uncoordinated and clumsy. Zeta's efficient, dancer-like movements sent her cleanly around and through their attacks, almost like two blinded children trying to hit a mynock with a stick. Without much trouble at all, she found herself inside both of their defenses simultaneously, and reached characteristically for their unprotected, vulnerable faces, as a crushed human skull simply made the most exquisite mess.<br><br>(5: 4 melee, -1 roll, +2 spin)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 10:19:36</strong>
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				Commander Choam jumped away from Zeta's grasp, but lucy wasn't so lucky.&nbsp; The synthdroid's fingers dug into her skin and tore through her skull, ripping the beautiful girl's face away in a shower of green blood.&nbsp; The twi'lek collapsed to the floor, screaming in agony as she tried to stem the rapid flow of blood from her body.&nbsp; Commander Choam stood watching the carnage, lowering his weapon for a moment.&nbsp; "What is it that you want?&nbsp; Why do you hate so much?"&nbsp; He asked, pain evident on his voice... As the madman leapt through the air, hoping to sink his vibroblade deep inside Zeta.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Dodge Dodge<br>Result: 46,<br>Total: 46<br><br>(2: 2 melee, 0 die roll)&nbsp; (lucy is defaced.)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Revenge<br>Result: 16,<br>Total: 16<br><br>(5: 2 melee, -1 die roll, +2 "Didn't care for her anyway" +2 "For Lucy!")&nbsp; Zeta gains a force point.<br><br><br>Alanna's experimental barrage against the cruiser slammed against the shields, weakening them considerably, as the crew simply wasn't present to remodulate the shields against her fire.&nbsp; The ship was weakened, ready to be crippled and taken down.&nbsp; Yet, as it passed through the minefield, mines becoming embedded in its hull, it suddenly had a straight shot for the Independence.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: System Failure<br>Result: 6,<br>Total: 6<br><br>Carrack's Stress:<br><br>[X][X][ ][ ][X][X][X][ ][ ]<br><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; *Cruiser C*&nbsp; *Lando*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 0&nbsp; &nbsp;*Alanna*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector -1&nbsp; *Cruiser B* (Zeta) (Commander) <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector -2<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Independence&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 10:53:11</strong>
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				Dodge ftw! (5: 4 melee, 1 roll)<br><br>"I want you to stop this ship, meatbag." Zeta, for some inexplicable reason, actually deigned to respond to him. Perhaps some dormant programming had allowed her to pick up on the pain in his voice. Was she trying to reassure him that she had a mission, or simply give him the terms of his surrender? It was no matter - as his attack continued, so did hers. His wild attacks were getting him nowhere, as she simply dropped, catching him on her feet, and sending him flying back into the wall once more. Standing again, she said flatly, "I am incapable of hate. Understand this. However, if I were indeed capable of it," she said, straightening her battered skintight suit, "I would hate you."<br><br>The walls are getting tired of this (3: 4 melee, -1 roll)<br><br>FP: 5 (OOC Communication mixup.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 18:40:31</strong>
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				Watching as her attack struck home, Alanna was surprised that it was able to penetrate so easily.&nbsp; Having left the other cruiser in Zeta's capable hands, she decided to go all or nothing.&nbsp; "Beeper, put the weapons to full power.&nbsp; We need to bring this thing down now, it's becoming one giant bomb."&nbsp; Beeper squeaked and whirred an affirmative, and a second later, her weapons display flashed green.&nbsp; "Nice job, Beeper.&nbsp; Now then..."&nbsp; Sweeping her ship around again, she squeezed off a long burst, raking her laser fire across the engines once again even as Lando and his wing add to the firepower.<br><br>Attack Roll: 8. 4 base, -2 roll, 4 spin, +2 "I get by with a little help from my friends"<br><br>Alanna loses four spin and a Force Point<br><br>FP: 0
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 19:23:40</strong>
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				The cruiser in Alanna's sights shook as the shields struggled to absorb the strength of her fire.&nbsp; Lando fired a barrage of concussion missiles, which were followed by an impressive wave of fire from the B-Wings and Y-Wings of Gold Squadron.&nbsp; Yet somehow, after that impressive wave of fire, the ship's armor was still intact, if riddled with holes and boiling with plasma fires.&nbsp; "Snubfighters can't put a scratch on that thing!"&nbsp; Lando complained, bringing <em>Lady Luck</em> closer to the ship and it's silent point defense guns, getting a good look at the blazing fire that was its bridge.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Desperate Defense<br>Result: 49,<br>Total: 49<br><br>(2: 2 base, 0 die roll)&nbsp; Cruiser takes 6 stress<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Billy Dee<br>Result: 38,<br>Total: 38<br><br>(4: 3 base, 1 companion, 0 die roll)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Desperate Defense<br>Result: 10,<br>Total: 10<br><br>(0: 2 base, -2 die roll) Cruiser takes 4 stress<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Gold Squadron Reporting in<br>Result: 59,<br>Total: 59<br><br>(5: 4 base, 3 die roll)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Can they hold out<br>Result: 59,<br>Total: 59<br><br>(3: 2 base, 1 die roll)&nbsp; Carrack takes 2 stress<br><br>Carrack C's Stress:<br><br>[X][X][X][X][X][X][X][X][ ]<br><br><br>Meanwhile, onboard the command cruiser, Commander Choam withdrew one of his code cylinders, stepping back from Zeta.&nbsp; "You want this, don't you?"&nbsp; He asked, flashing her a Devanorian smile before kicking open the door to the garbage chute and throwing the cylinder inside.&nbsp; "Well go and get it!"&nbsp; Choam screamed as he ran down the command corridor, towards a conveniently open lift tube.&nbsp; <br><br>(Commander Choam offers the concession: "Code cylinder down the garbage chute"&nbsp; Zeta gains a force point for the conveniently open lift tube.&nbsp; Zeta must spend a force point to pursue the commander and his other code cylinders.)<br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 0&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector -1&nbsp; *Alanna*&nbsp; *Cruiser C*&nbsp; *Lando*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector -2&nbsp; *Cruiser B* (Zeta) (Commander)<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Independence <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 19:29:50</strong>
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				Alanna keyed her comm system again as she moved in alongside the Lady Luck.&nbsp; "General Calrissian, we don't HAVE anything else other than snub fighters.&nbsp; Damn, I wish we still had those Mon Calamaris...&nbsp; We just have to keep firing, it can't hold out forever."&nbsp;&nbsp; Swinging up and to the left, Alanna pulled the trigger again, squeezing off another long burst from her four laser cannons.&nbsp; "Come on, you bastard, just DIE already."<br><br>Blaster Roll: 6. 4 base, +2 "Full Attack", 0 roll.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>19-12-2008, 02:27:34</strong>
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				There was no time to climb down a garbage chute and climb back up. Besides, the way might be damaged beyond passability, so it was a far higher risk to take his bait than to simply chase him down and crush him. Zeta was far and away faster than the man, and she had soon caught up to him, grabbing his shirt with one hand and swinging her other towards him in a way that would have looked extremely awkward considering they were both running. Regardless, the deadliness of her swing was real.<br><br>Attack: (2: 4 melee, -2 roll)<br><br>FP: 5
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>20-12-2008, 02:40:32</strong>
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				The machine was just about to leave the breached area, but she noticed a flash of light.&nbsp; She turned her body around,&nbsp; and saw the cruiser hurtling towards the ship.&nbsp; She couldn't conceal the smile that crept across her lips.&nbsp; She was always thrilled by such desperate tactics.&nbsp; A part of her desired to see the outcome if they did colide,&nbsp; yet,&nbsp; she had no desire to drift through space waiting to be salvaged by whomever just happened to come upon her body.&nbsp; so,&nbsp; she would have to deal with the vehicle before the Independence was damaged beyond repair.&nbsp; <br><br>She pressed her back against the wall, and took a deep breath the smile never once leaving her lips.&nbsp; Then she was off, in a frenzy of movements that was almost a blur to the human eye.&nbsp; Her bare feet soundlessly struck the floor as her mechanical form surged forward towards the hull breach.&nbsp; Her long hair was whipping wildly behind her,&nbsp; even as she focused her mind on taking perfect control of her mechanical body.&nbsp; When she reached the edge,&nbsp; about to fall into the void itself she leapt forward.&nbsp; Her body propelled like a torpedo through the void of space.&nbsp; <br><br>She ignited both ends of her blazing blue blade.&nbsp; There in the empty vastness the mechanical monsterosity aimed herself at the bridge.&nbsp; Her aim was true,&nbsp; and the power of her sith infused mechanical form easily allowed her to crash through the machinery and into the vessel itself.&nbsp; <br><br>Khementari stood amongst the shambles her perfect feminine form visible for all to see.<br><br>(2 force points spent.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-12-2008, 23:34:43</strong>
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				Commander Choam slammed against the wall with a wet thud, and stared at Khementari with frightened eyes, his pulse pounding.&nbsp; The commander looked at the expanding pool of blood under his lover, as his hair started to blow in the wind created by the breached bridge viewport.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Fear leads to anger...</em><br><br>The commander stared at the dark being which had crashed into his ship, as he gripped his blade so hard that his knuckles turned white.&nbsp; The <em>Independence</em> loomed larger and larger in the ship's windows, as the entire ship began to shake from the fire of the token guns of the flagship.&nbsp; Something about her reacted to a part of him deep inside, bringing up some ancient bile in the pit of his spirit.&nbsp; "I hate you."&nbsp; He whispered quietly to Zeta, staring into the mechanical being's eyes.<br><br><em>Anger leads to hate...</em><br><br>The commander's entire body began to shake, as his eyes rolled back in his head.&nbsp; "I hate you... I hate you!&nbsp; I hate you Ihateyou Ihateyou Ihateyou&nbsp; IhateyouIhateyou..."&nbsp; He began to incoherently cry, collapsing against the bulkhead as tears streamed down his face.&nbsp; A massive dent opened up in the bulkhead itself, as Khementari began to react to the massive surge of dark side energy swirling around him.<br><br>Meanwhile, the other cruiser was shattered by a massive explosion, as the sustianed bombardment against it finally destroyed it in a massive fireball.<br><br><br><br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Dodge<br>Result: 39,<br>Total: 39<br><br>(2: 2 melee, 0 die roll)<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: HATE<br>Result: 2<br>Total: 2<br><br>(0: 1 Alter, -3 die roll, +2 "Ancient Unspeakable Evil") Khementari gains a force point, characters without the force defense skill may not gain spin from this attack.&nbsp; <br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 6<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 5&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield B&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 4&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 3&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 2&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 1&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Minefield A <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector 0&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector -1&nbsp; *Alanna*&nbsp; *Lando*<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Sector -2&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <em>Independence</em> *Cruiser B* (Zeta) (Khementari) (Commander)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 00:12:09</strong>
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				She looked on at the image before her,&nbsp; a man in tears and a broken female twilek at his feet.&nbsp; She couldn't help but throw her head back, and let out a child like giggle, causing her own full breasts to bounce a bit with the intake of void tainted air.&nbsp; Yet,&nbsp; something about the stranger...&nbsp; was faintly pleasurable.&nbsp; She could detect a hint of the dark seed within him,&nbsp; she could feel a faint tingling that began in the dark relic that passed as her heart.&nbsp; Her pale skin took on a soft crimson shade,&nbsp; her slender digits moved to push a few strands of white hair out of her eyes,&nbsp; as her warm tongue snaked from between her lips,&nbsp; wetting them instinctively.&nbsp; <br><br>"Such a childish little mantra..."&nbsp; She said,&nbsp; doing her best to hide her excitement behind a mask of disdain. She didn't have much time to respond, as she felt the holicron embedded inside her beginning to react to the man's hatred,&nbsp; her back arched,&nbsp; she found herself lifting her body onto her tip toes.&nbsp; "Yes!"&nbsp; She moaned the words even as the dark energy tore into her frame, damaging her synthetic flesh.&nbsp; Her lower lip quivered,&nbsp; her body reacted by coating her thighs with arrousal.&nbsp; <br><br>A free hand moved to caress her breast,&nbsp; her touch was feather light...&nbsp; her fingers gently rolling one of her pink nipples.&nbsp; She seemed almost completely consumed in orgasmic bliss.&nbsp; Yet, she knew if she simply stood reveling in the sweet pleasure that was building up within her body,&nbsp; she would be destroyed... and she doubted that this man was worthy to carry the Holicron within her chest,&nbsp; and his life was about to come to an end anyway...&nbsp; he was not a suitable bearer.&nbsp; <br><br>"Impressive..."&nbsp; Her voice husky, as if she was caught within the throws of an orgasm.&nbsp; She did not move with pronounced speed,&nbsp; in fact,&nbsp; each step was slow.&nbsp; Her feet gently pressed against the floor.&nbsp; Her odd eyes, were glowing with a soft crimson light, thanks to the energy accumlating in her body.&nbsp; One slender hand wrapped tightly in the man's hair and pulled him close.&nbsp; "Peace is a lie...&nbsp; there is only passion..."&nbsp; She gazed lustily into his eyes,&nbsp; it would be a waste to destroy the man...&nbsp; yet,&nbsp; she had no choice.<br><br>The hand that was still deftly holding onto her blade,&nbsp; suddenly flashed forward.&nbsp; The movement wasn't artful or graceful,&nbsp; she thrust the weapon towards the man's chest,&nbsp; and tore his body forward, aiming the weapon at his chest.<br><br>Full Result: Seraph rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: All Out attack Ancient Swordswoman.<br>Result: 49,<br>Total: 49 <br><br>8 Total +2 from aspect +2 forgoing defence against the attack +4 melee
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 00:57:49</strong>
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				Khementari had arrived.&nbsp; This was unexpected to say the least. Where had she come from, outside? She certainly hadn't come from an area where a ship could be docked. Zeta's mind couldn't really process the how, but it was certainly obvious that she <em>was</em> here, and that was enough. An ally would make this easier than it already was.<br><br>"Khementari. Do not destroy his code cylinders. We cannot stop the ship without them."<br><br>There was some sort of emotional exchange going on between them, perhaps involving this "Force" that Zeta had heard about but rarely seen in action. The inexplicable denting of the walls and minor wracking of Khementari's stance was clear enough proof that it did exist, in much the same was as air currents. <br><br>As Khementari made her move, Zeta made hers, sprinting forward and throwing her whole weight into another head-bursting attempt.<br><br>One of these times... (6 : 4 melee, +2 roll)<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 01:11:43</strong>
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				Alanna gave a whoop of triumph as she saw the cruiser erupt into a massive fireball, her view screen having to darken in order to protect her eyes from the intense light from the explosion. &nbsp;"Nice shot, Gold 5, that tore him in half!" &nbsp;Her elation was interrupted, however, by a feeling that tore through her body, shaking her to her core and making her gasp for breath. &nbsp;Beeper squeaked and whirred his concern for his owner even as she ignored him, turning her gaze toward the final cruiser bearing down on the Independence. <br><br>Her eyes were wide as her mind raced. &nbsp;"What the hell was that...? &nbsp;That feeling..." &nbsp;Part of her was exhilarated by the power of the feeling, but more of her was nervous, frightened even. &nbsp;It felt so completely unnatural... as if the whole galaxy had pulsed and rippled with the intensity of it. &nbsp;Deep inside, part of her wanted to know more, to experience it again... and it made her very nervous. &nbsp;Putting her own ruminations aside for now, she reached for her on-board computer. &nbsp;Keying her comm system, she called Zeta again, her voice shaking faintly from the residual effects of what she just felt. "Zeta, what's going on in there?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 02:32:12</strong>
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				Commander Choam screamed as the lightsaber penetrated his chest, badly burning his uniform as the blade pierced his body.&nbsp; The commander's screams became twice as incoherent, as he struggled to hold Zeta away with waves of telekinetic force.&nbsp; "Passion gives me power!"&nbsp; Choam screamed, drawing out more and more darkness from his burning body, from the pain Kementari's blade caused within him.&nbsp; "Power will set me free!!"&nbsp; Cried Genek Choam as a massive explosion of telekinetic force and pure dark side energy radiated from his body, striking the organic and mechanical components of both androids.&nbsp; "I'll Kill you!&nbsp; I'll KILL YOU ALL WITH MY BRAIN!!"&nbsp; Choam screamed.<br><br>Just then, as the <em>Independence</em> filled the viewports of the damaged cruiser, the entire cruiser shook, and slowly turned off course, drifting clear of the massive star cruiser.&nbsp; The <em>Millenium Falcon </em> flew past the cruiser, retracting its tow cable.&nbsp; Zeta's comlink flared to life&nbsp; "Solo here, just thought we'd stop by and lend a hand."&nbsp; <br><br>The nimbus of darkness around Choam expanded, becoming even more viciously destructive.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Press x to not die!<br>Result: 28,<br>Total: 28<br><br>(1: 2 melee, -1 die roll)&nbsp; Genik takes a major consequence: Impaled by light<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Avoid<br>Result: 54,<br>Total: 54<br><br>(3: 2 melee, +1 die roll) Genik takes 3 stress<br><br>Genik's Stress:<br><br>[ ][ ][X][ ][X][ ]<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: I can kill you with my mind!<br>Result: 78,<br>Total: 78<br><br>(8:&nbsp; 1 alter, +3 die roll, +2 "Defaced" +2 "Speared by Light", +2 "Favored by the Emperor" -2 Multi attack)&nbsp; Resist with resolve or force defense.&nbsp; If you are untrained in sense, take a -1 penalty.&nbsp; If you are untrained in force defense, take another -1 penalty.&nbsp; Khementari gains a force point.&nbsp; Zeta gains 2 force points.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 02:45:10</strong>
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				"General!"&nbsp; Alanna couldn't keep the grin from spreading across her face at the sight of the Millennium Falcon.&nbsp; "General Solo, you have a knack for showing up at the most opportune times.&nbsp; I don't think we could have brought that thing down on our own."&nbsp; Pulling in alongside the Falcon as Solo swept her around in a broad turn, Alanna waggled the S-Foils of the Lady Shadow in greeting, smiling to herself as Chewbacca roared over the comm link.&nbsp; "Yes, yes, we're glad you're here too, fur ball."&nbsp; Turning her attention back to the runaway cruiser, Alanna's expression darkened.&nbsp; "I only hope that now Zeta can get out of there... away from whatever is making that awful feeling..."&nbsp; <br><br>Beeper was thoroughly confused, whirring a question to Alanna as she looked toward the cruiser.&nbsp; "No, Beeper, I'm okay... it's just another one of those feelings..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 03:20:18</strong>
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				Khementari stood amongst the corona of darkness,&nbsp; her body was working to absorb the passionate surge of power from the stranger.&nbsp; She could feel it within her,&nbsp; the Holicron was screaming to her,&nbsp; her circuitry was surging with wicked power.&nbsp; &nbsp;The soft glow of crimson, soon took on the appearance of two crimson conflagrations bursting forth from her eyes.&nbsp; Her long lithe legs were trembling beneath her,&nbsp; her body was weakening,&nbsp; not from the damage that she was sustaining,&nbsp; but from the pure sensual bliss that was wracking her quaking form.&nbsp; The machine,&nbsp; found herself leaning forward and without warning she pressed her lips against the quaking man kissing him with unrelenting passion.&nbsp; <br><br>The machine’s mind was awash in passion,&nbsp; unable to recognized Zeya let alone understand her words.<br><br>Still the raw energy surging through her form did more then bring her pleasure.&nbsp; It began to coalesce as bolts of force lightening crackled around her form,&nbsp; dancing up her arms.&nbsp; She had no control over the surge,&nbsp; but the wicked energy was dancing up her glowing blue blade,&nbsp; before crackling over the Commander’s form.&nbsp; She whimpered softly grinding her flesh against the stranger’s bodies,&nbsp; and without a word,&nbsp; she twisted her body away, breaking her lips from his leaving a trail of saliva in connecting them.&nbsp; In the same movement, she extracted her blade,&nbsp; not pulling it out from the point of origin,&nbsp; but by dragging it through his vital organs and freeing it from his flesh by&nbsp; tearing it out from the other side.<br><br>“The climax…”<br><br>(Melee +4 -1 from dice roll +2 from Dark side Overload +2 From Iron Body +2 Emotionally Unstable +2 speared by lightm 4 force points remaining)&nbsp; 11
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 04:47:25</strong>
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				Choam screamed in agony as the lightsaber pulled through him, kissing Zeta at the same time he bit at her lips, feeling each and every tiny lick of the blade as his organs were severed and torn apart.&nbsp; He stared up at Khementari, hate radiating from him like a soup.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: last chance<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1<br><br><br>Commander Choam is taken out.&nbsp; Khementari may not determine his fate.&nbsp; This conflict allows Khementari to narrate any fate for Choam, including death or becoming her loyal follower.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 05:26:25</strong>
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				Where the blade freed itself from the commander’s body a torrent of blood erupted from the man’s body covering the mechanical maiden’s pristine flesh in lovely crimson.&nbsp; The crimson gout covered the machine from head to toe in the warm life sustaining fluid.&nbsp; Khementari arched her neck backwards,&nbsp; her entire body trembling with lust, as if she was caught somewhere between bloodlust and orgasm.<br><br>Before his body began to drop to the floor,&nbsp; she lashed out once again.&nbsp; The blade screamed through the air,&nbsp; cutting the very molecules that found their way between her and her mark.&nbsp; The weapon was aimed true,&nbsp; the blue glowing blade slammed against his throat.&nbsp; He had just a moment to scream out in terror,&nbsp; before the weapon passed entirely through his flesh,&nbsp; and his skull fell to the floor with a loud thunk as another gout of crimson fluid burst fourth from the man’s neck.<br><br>She tilted her head backwards,&nbsp; her legs wobbling as she deactivated her blade.&nbsp; Her legs trembled and she brought a blood covered hand to her lips.&nbsp; She slowly ran her tongue,&nbsp; along her fingers gathering up the man’s crimson life force from her flesh,&nbsp; and she slouched forward.&nbsp; “Mmm&nbsp; yes!”&nbsp; &nbsp;Her chest was rising and falling,&nbsp; and she leaned forward,&nbsp; panting as the crimson fluid leaked down her pale features.&nbsp; “I forgot how good that felt…”&nbsp; She purred.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 05:58:33</strong>
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				The warning lights in Alanna's cockpit began to blink once again as a warning tone buzzed in her ears.&nbsp; Looking at her display, she saw that she was dangerously low on fuel.&nbsp; Glancing once more at the retreating cruiser, she reluctantly pulled the Lady Shadow up and away, winging around to head back toward the Independence.&nbsp; "Independence command, this is Red 23.&nbsp; Requesting permission to dock, I'm almost out of fuel.&nbsp; Be advised, Alliance personnel are still on board that cruiser.&nbsp; Recommend an evacuation ship be sent as soon as possible before they wind up lost out there."&nbsp; Heading in toward the docking port, Alanna closed her S-foils, powering down weapons as she prepared to make her final run to the landing bay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 08:00:28</strong>
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				Resist! (3: 3 resolve, 0 roll) Zeta takes 7 stress.<br>Zeta Stress Cap: 7 [X][X][X][X][X][X][X]<br><br>A second wave came, far more powerful this time, battering Zeta in incredibly powerful shockwaves. She brought her arms up to futilely protect her face as her pilot jumpsuit was shredded from her entirely and her biomat skin was damaged rather severely. It was only cosmetic damage, of course, and could be easily repaired, but Zeta hated her aesthetic being ruined. The revitalizing fluid that coursed through her skin layer seeped from her, dripping to the floor, making dark reddish puddles. It was impossible for her to compute what had just happened, as the shockwaves finally picked her up and threw her several dozen feet backwards, as she landed relatively ungracefully on her back and rolled several times to decrease the impact.<br><br>Zeta stood a bit awkwardly, her servos straining to find equilibrium after such an unexpected loss. Her now-nude figure leaned against the bulkhead for a moment as she assessed herself internally. <em>No significant internal damage. Resume mission.</em> "Alanna. Khementari has joined the battle, and the commander appears to have some sort of telekinetic ability. Correction: had. He is dead." Khementari... Zeta's emotional centers were certainly broken, but this woman was somehow managing to evoke feeling in Zeta, and this was confusing to her. What were they? They were so jumbled and unfamiliar that Zeta stood little chance of interpreting them. All she knew for sure was that to watch that woman worship violence the way that she did was an imperative. She was entirely unable to take her eyes off of Khementari as she brutalized the commander's already broken body with her weapon. It was nothing short of glorious.<br><br>After several long observational moments, Zeta received the transmission that the ship was now safely off course. "Khementari... We are victorious. My B-Wing is docked near here. We must leave." And yet, she wanted to watch Khementari bathe in the Imperial's blood forever, and perhaps join her in sexual ecstasy using his blood as lubricant...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 03:06:12</strong>
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				Khementari allowed her legs to finally give,&nbsp; she collapsed to the floor with a soft thud as her head lulled forward causing pristine white locks to fall in front of the pool of blood beneath her.&nbsp; The holicron in her chest began to calm.&nbsp; Still the excess energy that had been sucked into her body thanks tot he strangers attacks was dancing across her pale form, as little surging jolts of force lightening.&nbsp; Each quick zap seemed to be met with a little whimpering moan from the death dealing mechanical monster.&nbsp; To her,&nbsp; each shock was nothing more then a little jolt of pleasure, akin to an aftershock that comes after a particularly intense orgasm.&nbsp; Her chest rose and fell frantically as she sucked in gasps of the dark tainted atmosphere taking it into herself and processing it, focusing it into her core.<br><br>She heard words, and turned her head to face the one who spoke them.&nbsp; To the machine,&nbsp; she merely picked up the movement of Zeta's mouth,&nbsp; and the sounds.&nbsp; It took a while for the ancient piece of machinery to find sense in just what it was the modern HRD was saying.&nbsp; She blinked once, as the conflagration of crimson light faded to nothing more then a soft glow in the white's of her eyes.&nbsp; She slowly brought herself to her feet,&nbsp; shaking off like a canine causing a spatters of blood to splash around her.&nbsp; Her slender digits took hold of the hilt of her weapon.<br><br>"Lead the way..."&nbsp; She grinned, taking a step closer, looking directly into the mechanical creatures eyes.&nbsp; She brushed a hand against her cheek, coating her damaged in the commander's flesh.&nbsp; She slipped around her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 23:22:39</strong>
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				As the bloody chunks of Genik Choam flew across the deck of the ship he had tried to use to massacre the rebels, the <em>Millennium Falcon</em> flew past the lost ship, as dozens of escape pods launched from it, finally able to escape the pull of her final mission.&nbsp; Power cells all over the cruiser detonated, sending irregular surges of light through the ship, as its frame rattled in the afterglow of the battle...&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br><strong>Encounter Over</strong><br><br><strong>Each character gains 4 force points</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 02:37:32</strong>
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				Engaging repulsor lifts and slowly powering down her engines, Alanna flipped the switches necessary to power down shields and combat sensors as she and the <em>Lady Shadow</em> slipped into the <em>Independence </em>landing bay.&nbsp; Beeper whistled his approval as she maneuvered her fighter in for a gentle landing, making her grin as she started to unclasp her helmet while her cockpit canopy hissed and began to open.&nbsp; "That must be the most gentle thing you've experienced all day, huh?"&nbsp; Beeper hooted an affirmative, making her laugh before moving to exit the cockpit.&nbsp; "Yeah, yeah, just be happy all we lost was a chunk of our shields."&nbsp; Wincing a little from the soreness of combat, Alanna mentally reminded herself to check in with the ship's medic to make sure she had no serious internal injuries from being shaken and jostled around in her cockpit.<br><br>Climbing down the ladder, she handed off her helmet to one of the mechanics.&nbsp; "Hey Qwrgg, nice job on the shields today, they held up beautifully."&nbsp; The Verpine clicked and whirred, looking quite pleased with himself as he patted the nose of the <em>Lady Shadow</em>.&nbsp; "Yeah, she's a beautiful ship, and a tough one too.&nbsp; She's in good hands."&nbsp; Smiling, Alanna moved to help Beeper down from his perch before a familiar voice garnered her attention.&nbsp; "Alanna Danaron, I thought that was you out there."&nbsp; Grinning, Alanna turned to greet the newcomer as Beeper rolled off to offload data from the engagement.<br><br>"Tana, you made it back too?&nbsp; Excellent!"&nbsp; Alanna moved to hug her best friend, Tana Ellian.&nbsp; The fellow pilot laughed as she ruffled Alanna's hair.&nbsp; "Of course I did. Who else would keep you from getting roaring drunk after sorties?"&nbsp; Alanna smirked and shrugged.&nbsp; "I dunno, maybe Beeper would, if he was around."&nbsp; Walking together toward the debriefing room, Alanna and Tana continued their genuine banter back and forth.&nbsp; "So, how many did you get today, Alanna?&nbsp; I know this was your first really hectic combat."&nbsp; "It was... interesting.&nbsp; I got 4 TIEs, an assist on a fifth, and also an assist on two of the Carracks."&nbsp; Tana's jaw dropped slightly before she grinned.&nbsp; "Not bad.&nbsp; I got one more TIE than you, but only helped on one Carrack."<br><br>Health: [X][X][][][][]<br>Composure: [][][][][][]<br>Force Points: 4
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 05:28:30</strong>
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				Zeta found herself appreciating the gracefulness of Khementari. There were emotions... somewhere in her matrix. Broken, incoherent, mostly unintelligible emotions... but they were something. Zeta realized then that her suspicions were correct, and that she had only damaged herself severely during her self-liberation, and not erased her personality entirely. This was good, she supposed.<br><br>The damage was certainly severe, as she failed to recognize Khementari's affectionate touches and interpreted it as a request for support. Zeta mimicked Khementari, wrapping her arm around the small of Khementari's back and giving her a bit of a boost. "Come," she said, leading her to the bridge and quite serenely activated the bridge computer.<br><br>It wasn't Zeta's voice, but Choam's that came from her mouth. "Deactivate self-destruct. Genik Choam authorization zero zero zero destruct zero. Destruct code one b two b three. Special command 'Rutting Hutt.' Deactivate."<br><br>A cold female voice responded, "Code accepted. Self-destruct deactivated. Recant recorded on the officer's log. Officers can expect to receive an inquiry within the hour." It went silent, and the alarms that had become white noise went silent with it, leaving a deathly quiet in the ship that was broken only by the creaks of the ravaged ship and faint explosions from other parts of the ship.<br><br>Zeta looked to Khementari. "Shall we return to the <em>Independence</em>?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 05:47:51</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden listened to Zeta speaking with the commander's voice,&nbsp; her lips parted into a light grin.&nbsp; She was quite intrigued by the capabilities of the other machine.&nbsp; How much difference was modern science, in comparison to the Sith processes that converted and created her own mechanical form&nbsp; an inner workings.<br><br>She grinned a bit feeling the other machine supporting her own mechanical form.&nbsp; Still, she wouldn't ignore the offer.&nbsp; She leaned her mechanical form against Zeta's resting her head on her shoulder with a hint of a wide lust grin.&nbsp; She her hand bringing it to rest on her rump,&nbsp; gently stroking her soft flesh,&nbsp; teasing the machine's false flesh.<br><br>"Yes..."&nbsp; She said her voice still quavering, though she managed a bit of a laugh. "Things might start to get interesting..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 06:04:34</strong>
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				Did Khementari require more support? Her touches were indeterminate and confusing to Zeta, especially as her touch sensors were sending signals that she couldn't manage to process. They were... familiar... but the required threads to interpret them were either broken or absent. Zeta set this aside for now. Given Khementari's weakened state, and Zeta only having sustained superficial damage, it would be best for her to bear the weight. Zeta kneeled slightly, wrapping an arm around Khementari's knees and upper back, and swept her off her feet, carrying her through the corridors to the B-Wing, that had somehow miraculously avoided damage despite the massive attack that had been exercised upon it.<br><br>"Khementari. This is a one-person canopy. You will need to hold on to something." Zeta ran preflight checks to ensure that everything was in order, as the Carrack had taken rather excessive damage, and it would be a surprise to discover that the B-Wing had evaded it all... but it had. It was in perfect flight condition, and the shields had even managed to recharge some. A truly remarkable ship, Zeta noted. Once Khementari had secured herself, Zeta released the docking clamps and they quickly made their way back to the <em>Independence</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 06:57:25</strong>
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				Khementari was shocked as she suddenly found her frame being scooped up by Zeta,&nbsp; and couldn't suppress the giggle that burst from her full pouting lips. She grinned as she lifted a long digited hand to gently brush the HRD's cheek while the other clenched the hilt of her blade idly using it caress her own skin.&nbsp; "Mmm so strong..."&nbsp; She cooed the words,&nbsp; her toes curling ever so slightly as she lulled her head back.&nbsp; It was interesting considering that her body seemed to be far more damaged then her own, yet,&nbsp; it was a pleasant feeling to be held in her arm.<br><br>"There's something that I would positively enjoy holding onto..."&nbsp; She said as she slipped her way into the ship.&nbsp; She watched as all the mechanical being buckled herself into, as the other machinery seemed to join with her.&nbsp; She found it,&nbsp; extremely pleasing, titillating perhaps.&nbsp; She let out a soft smile, as she coiled her arms around the other female resting her chin on her shoulder,&nbsp; giving her room to maneuver.&nbsp; "Thanks for the ride... it'd be a bit of a hastle to get across..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 07:10:39</strong>
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				Zeta was silent as she piloted the ship through the wild debris field. It wasn't that she couldn't speak while piloting, but she chose to prioritize her skin layer regeneration over her conversation threads. The B-Wing twirled slowly through the field, the occasional unavoidable clank reverberating through the small cockpit. Once clear of the debris and in range, Zeta engaged the autopilot and let the ship land itself.<br><br>Her skin had taken a fair amount of damage. Sensors indicated that she had lost 49% of her skin, and that would require sustenance to enable full recovery. She had enough remaining material to regenerate 30%, which had been taken care of during the flight. As she detached herself from her custom apparatus, she appeared to have a few major gashes and an innumerable amount of small ones. A human would have bled out from this many cuts. Fortunately she was not a human.<br><br>Nodding to Khementari, she exited the ship to a standing ovation that was rather quickly cut short. Zeta blinked at the crowd, uncertain why they were all staring at her. She was about to give them something rather more shocking to stare about. As Khementari emerged behind her, she turned and asked her a question.<br><br>"Just how did you make your way to the Carrack, Khementari?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 07:24:07</strong>
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				Tana smiled, giving Alanna a warm hug before she excused herself to head off to the crews' quarters, presumably to wash up and change out of her combat uniform before going to the debriefing session.&nbsp; As Alanna turned to follow, she was distracted by the loud commotion coming from back in the hangar.&nbsp; Returning to the cavernous room, she was a little less shocked to see both Zeta and Khementari emerging from the major's B-Wing, but the sight of them both nude was enough to make her flush slightly and have to collect herself before walking toward them.<br><br>By the time Alanna arrived, the crowd that had gathered was mostly dispersed, and she moved to help the two women... or rather, woman and droid... down the ladder to the hangar floor.&nbsp; "Begging your pardon, Major, but just what happened in there?"&nbsp; Alanna turned her gaze to Khementari as well.&nbsp; "And aren't you a nurse?&nbsp; How did you get on that cruiser?"&nbsp; It was clear the young human woman was not looking for any bullshit, but she was not trying to pry either.&nbsp; These were her comrades, acquaintances who fought alongside her, and she was curious.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 07:30:50</strong>
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				While the machine wasn't looking she opened up a compartment in her leg stowing the lightsaber away from prying eyes.&nbsp; Things would be revealed,&nbsp; but,&nbsp; she didn't have to flash her whole hand yet.&nbsp; She hadn't rode in a single pilot vessel in some time,&nbsp; she grinned enjoying the closeness.&nbsp; Her finger tips brushed gently against the HRD's breasts, watching with interest as her body regenerated.&nbsp; It was a slower process then her own self repair system...&nbsp; though, it was not inefficient considering that she was made given birth through less talented hands.<br><br>When they docked,&nbsp; the mechanical maiden brought herself to her feet grinning a bit at the various men and women who had already gathered on the floor.&nbsp; She struck a bit of a pose, with her nude form arching her back and letting her lips form into a bit of a pout.&nbsp; She enjoyed being the center of attention,&nbsp; though when the human woman moved in a bit closer she allowed her lips to part into a wide grin.<br><br>"Would you believe it if I told you I jumped?"&nbsp; With that she let out another childlike giggle causing her large breasts to jiggle ever so slightly.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 07:38:25</strong>
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				"We rendered the opposition irrelevant." Zeta wasn't trying to be grandiose or modest, as her words could have been interpreted as. It was simply how she saw it. Her penchant for violent murder had never been connected to her emotion centers, as, for the moment, she had none. She made her way to the far wall, ignoring the crowd, and taking a protein pack from the dispenser. It wasn't quite her formula, but it would suffice. <br><br>Her skin began to visibly regenerate again, much to the shock and awe of the still-enraptured crowd. Stopping uncomfortably close to Alanna, she spoke again. "Do you require more details, or will you wait for the debriefing?" All traces of her momentary emotional flash on the ship had vanished, and she was quite back to "herself." Eyeing Khementari, she locked gazes. "You are an HRD then," she said rather flatly, as the crowd of mechanics, pilots, and miscellaneous crew waited for the answer.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 08:09:27</strong>
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				Alanna's cheeks reddened considerably as both of the naked droid-women came so close to her.&nbsp; They were both so perfect... so incredibly feminine.&nbsp; Just to look at them right now was intoxicating for the young woman.&nbsp; Stammering a little, she then had to swallow a couple of times in order to be able to answer their question.&nbsp; "N-no, Khementari, I wouldn't... but I guess, if you're a droid... I can start to believe you."&nbsp; Her mind was more than a little scrambled by the sight, and it took all her willpower not to lock her gaze on their sizeable bosoms.&nbsp; "N-no, Zeta, that's alright.&nbsp; I, uhh... I have to go get out of this flight suit.&nbsp; You might want to get some clothing on as well, the debriefing is 1430 hours."&nbsp; <br><br>Alanna's cheeks burned with her embarrassment as she turned to walk away from the pair.&nbsp; She shouldn't be thinking about them THAT way... they're droids!&nbsp; And yet... all she could think of was being with them... intimately.&nbsp; Her pace quickened a little at that thought and she was soon on her way to her room to get ready.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 08:27:00</strong>
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				"Ahh, we cut to the quick..."&nbsp; She whispered,&nbsp; pivoting on her heels and took a step closer so their chest's brushed against each other. She tilted her head leaning inward as if to kiss the other machine, lips barely brushing as she spoke.&nbsp; "I'm complicated..."&nbsp; She said with a hint of a smile gently pecking the machine gently on the lips.&nbsp; "Though the two of us may have a few similiarities...." <br><br>Her grey orbs then flicked towards the other woman, she couldn't help but shake her head.&nbsp; "Oh my..."&nbsp; She purred ignoring the woman's words for but a moment.&nbsp; "You're feeling....&nbsp; aroused?"&nbsp; She said licking her lips.&nbsp; It seemed as if the other woman dissappeared before she had a chance to reply. <br><br>Her eyes shifted to the machine.&nbsp; "Well, it seems as if things have calmed down...&nbsp; but I haven't cooled..."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 08:40:12</strong>
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				"Cooled?" Zeta was stymied by this phrasing. Khementari certainly felt an appropriate temperature when their bodies touched. "Do you have an exhaust system?" Zeta had no idea how loaded this question was.<br><br>A fellow pilot walked up to them both with pilot suits that had been hanging on the wall near them. Zeta looked to him and shook her head. "My outer layer needs to complete maintenance and requires six minutes and thirty seven seconds to set. I will arrange my own clothing." The man shrugged, having that same facial expression that most humanoids capable of expression had when Zeta denied their aid. She wasn't able to interpret it, but someone had once told her it was called "frustration."<br><br>"Khementari." She turned back. "Are you damaged? Do you require maintenance?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 08:53:40</strong>
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				Alanna had caught the tail end of Khementari's words as she left.&nbsp; Blushing bright red, she turned to glance back at the beautiful androids, swallowing hard.&nbsp; When Khementari's gaze met hers, she nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly.&nbsp; Hopefully, that would be enough to tell the droid that Alanna was not intentionally trying to ignore her.&nbsp; Her blush continued as she turned once again to make her way out of the hangar.&nbsp; Before too long, she had arrived in her bunk room, and she sat down on her bed with a long sigh.&nbsp; Her hands scrubbed over her face as she rested her elbows on her knees, her head resting in her palms.&nbsp; <br><br>Why was she so nervous around Khementari sometimes?&nbsp; Was she the reason for that... disturbance that she had felt earlier?&nbsp; Alanna couldn't be sure, but all she knew was that she would likely be seeing plenty of the apparent battle-droid in the near future, and Zeta too...&nbsp; In order to take her mind off that immediate possibility, Alanna moved to busy herself with washing her face and neck before getting a change of clothes. Tossing her flight suit into the laundry chute to be watched, she pulled on her casual fatigues and changed from her flight boots to what were basically her work-out shoes.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 09:16:36</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden allowed her lips to part into a rather wide grin,&nbsp; she reached out taking hold of Zeta's hand.&nbsp; She guided it slowly to her core,&nbsp; gently brushing her hand against her own hot slick lips.&nbsp; &nbsp; "You could assist me... later perhaps."&nbsp; She leaned forward gazing into the mechanical female's eyes.&nbsp; She didn't care if she was observed,&nbsp; her real secret was now out in the open, she released Zeta's hands.<br><br>She raised an eyebrow at the offered garment.&nbsp; "I'll pass... my own clothing is custom tailored to my body."&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes returned to Zeta.&nbsp; "I don't think I can be repaired in this lovely...&nbsp; but archaic ship.&nbsp; I'll have to wait for my own systems to right themselves."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 09:27:39</strong>
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				Zeta blinked as her hand was placed against Khementari's wet, apparently fully functional vagina. There had been no sexual contact... what was the reason for her seeming arousal? Zeta was designed to be a prime human female in appearance, so perhaps Khementari was aroused by Zeta's body. <br><br>Khementari's comment about the "archaic" ship did not go unnoticed, either. The ship was not in prime condition, but she was certainly top of the line... this thread was suppressed, however, as Zeta recalled what happened on the Carrack just before Choam was killed.<br><br>"Khementari. Can you explain the shockwave, and what happened to you during it?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 14:44:03</strong>
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				Uther strolled back into the civilian dormitories as the first round of cheers was heard.&nbsp; Apparently they had been triumphant in battle with minimal casualties; a good thing for the man since it would mean he'd be keeping his stake in the betting though he did lose 50 credits on the imperials.<br><br>He leaned over, clapping Barcus on the back.&nbsp; "Looks like we plot for yet another day, my friend."&nbsp; Uther left his friend to go distribute the better's winnings and soon after, to perhaps make a salvage run on the newly created space debris that was once those Carrack cruisers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>25-12-2008, 04:16:42</strong>
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				"Shockwave?"&nbsp; She raised one of her finely arched eyebrows with a bit of a grin.&nbsp; "Wasn't it obvious...&nbsp; he tried to kill us with his mind."&nbsp; She shook her head a bit leaning against the other mechanical female holding her close gently rocking her body back and fourth,&nbsp; lips fluttering against her breast.<br><br>"It seems very likely he was a force sensitive."&nbsp; She whispered,&nbsp; against her skin.&nbsp; "A rarity it seems..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>25-12-2008, 04:17:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna's intercom squawked as she finished getting dressed. &nbsp;Walking over to the speaker, she pressed the switch to reply. &nbsp;"Yes, what is it?" &nbsp;The voice of a prim, somewhat high-strung protocol droid came over the comm. &nbsp;"Corporal Danaron, this is the Independence statistician. &nbsp;I'm calling to inquire as to how you fared in today's engagement. &nbsp;I'm compiling results so that the Alliance database can be updated, as well as being able to tell the Verpines what to paint on the various fighter fuselages." &nbsp;"Oh? &nbsp;Alright, umm..." &nbsp;<br><br>Alanna muted the intercom for a moment as she thought back before continuing. &nbsp;"Mark me down as four confirmed Eyeball kills, a partial on a fifth, and two partial Carracks." &nbsp;The droid took a second to put the data into his computer before responding. &nbsp;"Very good, miss. &nbsp;And your ship's status?" &nbsp;"No damage, just depleted shields. &nbsp;Oh, and I'll need a reload on proton torps." &nbsp;"As you wish, Corporal. &nbsp;Oh, and just a reminder that the debriefing starts in 20 minutes."<br><br>Alanna smiled to herself as she answered. &nbsp;"Thanks, Emtrey. &nbsp;See you around." &nbsp;Deactivating the intercom, she dimmed her cabin's lights before heading back outside to make her way to the pilot ready room. &nbsp;Beeper met her halfway there, whirring and whistling at her as she walked. &nbsp;"Ah, okay, so you're all finished offloading? &nbsp;That was quick." &nbsp;The R2 unit seemed to make a nonchalant whistle, almost like he was bragging. &nbsp;Alanna chuckled, rolling her eyes before swatting the droid lightly on the top of his dome. &nbsp;"Yes, yes, of course, it's all because your processor is so fast. &nbsp;I'm sure."<br><br>(For those who don't know, Emtrey is the military protocol droid who will later be assigned to Rogue Squadron.)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>27-12-2008, 02:42:22</strong>
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				"Force Sensitive." <br><br>Zeta ran this through her threads for several moments. The Force: a mystical, perhaps mythological cosmic power field purported to be able to influence the universe through sheer force of will. Imperial databases listed Force Sensitives as enemies of the Empire, to be contained and/or eliminated on discovery. There was little information to be had on them, really. Zeta had, until today, had never seen anything to indicate an overriding force capable of influencing anything. However, she had been manufactured following the Imperial transition, and had never met one of the legendary Jedi in person. Khementari's weapon indicated she might be related to this Force, and her reaction to Choam's... outburst had indicated some type of intricate relationship with this "Force." However, Khementari was a droid. The Force was supposedly only attached to living beings. So then... what? Zeta's threads ground to a halt at this point.<br><br>Not even a quarter of a second had passed. Khementari was hanging onto Zeta, which Zeta again did not understand. Since Khementari was clearly in decent condition, Zeta felt the need to inquire. "Khementari. What is the reason for your close contact?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>28-12-2008, 23:29:42</strong>
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				“Yes,&nbsp; they’re quite rare aren’t they?”&nbsp; She wanted to sigh,&nbsp; this location in time seemed to be so empty of potential converts to the Sith,&nbsp; damn the former Emperor and his Order 66!&nbsp; So much potential wasted,&nbsp; the pool of force sensitive’s had been snuffed out!&nbsp; She wanted to slam her hand through a wall!&nbsp; She took a deep breath doing her best to suppress the growing rage,&nbsp; even as little crackling sparks danced across her finger tips, only to fade out.<br><br>She had destroyed the only possible pupil she had stumbled upon.&nbsp; She wanted to scream out in rage at her luck,&nbsp; but,&nbsp; she would displace the passion and rage into something more pleasant…&nbsp; sexual congress.&nbsp; If she could just get this other machine into her bed, she could vent her lust and her rage in one explosive and beautifully passionate moment.&nbsp; <br><br>Khementari was roused from her inner reflection as Zeta spoke.&nbsp; Her eyes looked over the machine, and her lips parted into a wide grin.&nbsp; She took another step forward gently brushing her lips against the machine’s false skin.&nbsp; &nbsp;“I find your body pleasing,&nbsp; your similarity to myself…&nbsp; intriguing….&nbsp; And your possible destructive capabilities…&nbsp; titillating.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 00:53:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta blinked. Her roundabout, haphazard social threads had finally rendered a result. "Khementari. You desire sexual intercourse with me?" Sex had been an integral part of Zeta's attempts to relearn the social construct, but a catalogue of the available information had done very little towards helping her truly understand it. All she could do was continually cross-reference until a result of minimum 60% accuracy made itself apparent. Generally, situations were over before Zeta had reached an acceptable result, but not today.<br><br>"I am not experienced. I would require direction." Zeta's normal aversion to this activity had fallen to the side today, as Khementari was responsible for the effective end of the Carrack fiasco. Appreciation and gratitude was something Zeta understood as central to social interaction. As Khementari had been quite helpful, this was as good a time as ever.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 01:10:29</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden’s lips parted into a wide grin against the other inorganic beings neck,&nbsp; and her legs trembled as the urge to take Zeta right here and now grew within her.&nbsp; Her slender digits wrapped tightly around her wrists, gently holding her in place as her warm tongue snaked over her flesh.&nbsp; “That’s right…”&nbsp; She said with a gentle giggle,&nbsp; her smooth thigh came to rest against Zeta’s sex, gently grinding her smooth skin against it for but a moment.&nbsp; <br><br>“I would happily instruct you…&nbsp; it would be my pleasure.”&nbsp; She meant it,&nbsp; her mind was racing now.&nbsp; She wondered,&nbsp; if she could break through the machine’s stoic shell.&nbsp; She saw a hint of passion…&nbsp; of lust on the bridge of the ship.&nbsp; Could she do it?&nbsp; She was confident in herself, and her techniques…&nbsp; soon,&nbsp; she’d have that lovely mechanical frame squirming with lust.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 02:59:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta felt pressure but little else when Khementari advanced with her thigh. Thinking little of it, Zeta asked, "Is this an acceptable setting, Khementari?" The pilots and miscellaneous crew were all frozen stock still, watching intensely as the two artificials became intimate before them. Zeta observed several erections and wondered for a moment if they were about to begin mating with each other.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 07:31:41</strong>
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				“My dear, a beautiful idea...&nbsp; Yet, modesty is a virtue at times.”&nbsp; She said her lips parting into a wide grin.&nbsp; “While I’m no opposed to exhibitionism...&nbsp; I am feeling, a bit stingy.”&nbsp; She giggled a bit caressing Zeta’s breast.&nbsp; “We’ve already given them a show that they’ll remember for some time...&nbsp; And perhaps fantasize over when they lay their head’s down and find the overwhelming urge to please themselves.”&nbsp; She leaned forward running her tongue against the other mechanical creature’s earlobe.&nbsp; “Unless...&nbsp; Part of you desires a lesson out here in the open... for all to see.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 08:04:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta stood still as Khementari made her way around Zeta's body. "I have no preference," she said flatly. She simply watched as Khementari did things to her that were activating her sensors... but she wasn't able to determine what was supposed to happen. The threads that accepted these readings were broken at best and completely absent at worst. Something should be happening... but it wasn't.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 08:39:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical maiden easily picked up the hallow tone, Zeta was still frigid.&nbsp; She detected no lust lacing that chilled voice, it was a bit of an annoyance.&nbsp; She had seen passion in her eyes on the other ship!&nbsp; She knew she could bring it to the surface once more, she was well versed in the carnal arts, she would make this beautiful piece of machinery moan for her.&nbsp; Khemenatari told herself that she would teach her passion and carnal bliss!&nbsp; Nothing should be devoid of such pleasures, it was almost depressing to think of a life like that. <br><br>“As you wish...”&nbsp; She whispered gently coiling a hand around the droids, taking it softly within her grasp.&nbsp; She led the machine silently through the hallways, debriefing be damned.&nbsp; The two received many sidelong glances as they traversed the hall in their current state of undress, yet, before long the two of them reached Khemantari’s quarters.&nbsp; It was a modest housing unit, looking much like the rest of them, though the silken sheets on the bed did look a bit out of place.&nbsp; <br><br>The sith born entity led Zeta into the room, the door shut behind them.&nbsp; “Sit on the bed.”&nbsp; She whispered.&nbsp; “Have you ever experimented before...”&nbsp; She did her best to choose words she believed the droid would best understand.&nbsp; “Or is this your first time trying to apprecaite sexual intercourse.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 11:50:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta allowed herself to be led and sad on the bed as ordered. As Khementari closed the door and advanced on her with questions, Zeta folded her hands in her lap, noting that her skin had now fully recovered. It wasn't in precisely perfect condition, as the formula had been off by .001138%. "It will be my first time since my database damage." Zeta knew that Khementari was not aware of this, as she had never mentioned it to anyone. Before she had left the service of the Empire and joined the Rebels, she had been a secretary under a Moff, and had suffered severe data loss due to IG-88's virus. It was the reason for... everything about Zeta now, and it was why she would be so in need of guidance now. She wished to repay Khementari... but she hadn't the slighted idea how.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 20:53:03</strong>
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				<br>“I see, so you are currently functioning at less then 100% total capacity.”&nbsp; She couldn’t keep herself from shaking her head, it was a pity plain and simple.&nbsp; She herself had been damaged thanks to a wicked little virus, so, she did understand how Zeta felt.&nbsp; That is, should have felt in her current state of being incomplete.&nbsp; She took a step forward, and leaned so she was looking eye to eye with the other machine.&nbsp; &nbsp;“Don’t worry your pretty little head...&nbsp; I have enough experince for the both of us.”&nbsp; She said gently brushing her fingers against the side of Zeta’s face.&nbsp; “Now...&nbsp; I want you to tell me if you find any of the sensations that you are about to feel as pleasurable...”<br><br>She slipped onto the other machine, her long perfectly toned legs moved to straddle Zeta.&nbsp; She pressed her large full breasts against the other machines, gently leaning against her.&nbsp; The mechanical maiden’s grey eyes never once fell shut.&nbsp; “I’m going to kiss you now, not a little peck on the lips...&nbsp; But a real carnal kiss, not something you’d give family.”&nbsp; She laughed a bit to herself.&nbsp; “Not that you have any.&nbsp; Now, when I kiss you...&nbsp; Open your lips just a little I’m going to use my tongue...&nbsp; And I want you to try to immitate what I’m doing.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 21:55:03</strong>
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				Zeta obeyed silently, allowing Khementari's breasts to brush against hers, to allow the tongue to enter her mouth. All this time she was frantically trying to repair her threads, making renewed efforts to recover her scrambled data, but making no more progress than before. Signals came pouring in from her erogenous zones, telling her that she should have some type of reaction, and the research she did agreeing... but... nothing. She sat still, accepting the attention, not knowing what to do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 06:27:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Khemenatari’s silken smooth hands took hold of Zeta’s cheeks, her head tilted to the side and she deepened the kiss, snaking her tongue about to brush against the othe gynoid.&nbsp; She received no responce, not even a flick from the other woman’s tongue.&nbsp; It was unsatisfying, even inexperinced partner’s recipricoted in some minor way.&nbsp; She broke her lock on the other woman’s lips, and gazed directly into her eyes, unblinking.&nbsp; “It generally tends to be more pleasurable to your partner if you do something with your tongue...&nbsp; Don’t mimic my movement’s exactly...&nbsp; But, learn them and improvise your own technique...”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 11:32:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Khementari. I am sorry." An apology from Zeta was... unusual at best. She rarely considered anything to be "fault," simply a series of events, but... Khementari seemed to be disappointed. Perhaps it was something else, but Zeta decided to proceed under this assumption. "I am damaged. I can follow your commands, but it is my understanding that sexual encounters are meant to be spontaneous and creative. I am neither of these things. I am not certain I can be pleasurable to you in this condition. I am experiencing no pleasure, only a series of unintelligible sensor readings. My attempts to recreate my social systems have been unsuccessful." <br><br>Zeta was a little surprised at her verbosity. Khementari had some slight effect on her, even now... but it certainly wasn't enough. She stared blankly at Khementari's body, trying to interpret it as pleasurable, but failing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 19:17:46</strong>
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				(*makes his triumphant return to internet access*)<br><br>Meanwhile, as the two battle droids were becoming acquainted with each other, Alanna had made her way to the briefing, and was now sitting in on the discussion of the tactics from the combat engagement.&nbsp; Overall, it was decided that scrambling more fighters to create a screen for the Independence was vital, and that limiting the deployment to small strike groups was just begging to cause trouble.&nbsp; Lando had personally commended the Rebel pilots for changing tactics on the fly and not getting shaken up when met with stiffer-than-expected resistance, which made Alanna smile.&nbsp; While she was angered that the battle plan had gotten some good pilots killed, she was satisfied that next time, those lessons would be used to save others, and that was an honorable death for anyone.<br><br>With the briefing completed, Alanna sent Beeper off to recharge and "rest" as best as he could.&nbsp; She arranged for an oil bath and circuitry checks as well before moving to head back to the crew's quarters, desiring to catch a few hours of down time before it was her turn to fly as part of the Combat Air Patrol (CAP).&nbsp; Walking down the corridor, she noticed that the light above Zeta's quarters was unlit, but the light near Khementari's was red, indicating the room was occupied.&nbsp; Chewing her lower lip slightly, she debated with herself for a moment over whether she should disturb the fem-droid, or if she should wait until later for that.&nbsp; Despite her inner debate, she found herself reaching out to press the button for the door chime, then stepped back, her hands clasped behind her as she waited to see if someone would respond.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 00:32:49</strong>
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				“Shhh...”&nbsp; She chimed in pressing her fingertip to the other machine's lips.&nbsp; She merely shook her head ever so slightly causing those white locks to shift back and fourth as she brought a smile to her lips.&nbsp; You're thinking to hard...”&nbsp; She said gently kissing Zeta's brow.&nbsp; Spontaneity is often a requirement yes...&nbsp; But, despite your current state you excite me.”&nbsp; She shifted her hips a little so she was resting all of her weight directly against Zeta's form.&nbsp; “I seen something...”&nbsp; Her lips parted, as her tongue ran across her lips.&nbsp; On the bridge, a look in your eye...&nbsp; You felt something there didn't you?&nbsp; Was it perhaps...&nbsp; The violence that managed to bring out your...”&nbsp; She took a deep breath, almost moaning the next word.&nbsp; Passion....”&nbsp; Her slender digits continued to brush against her skin.<br><br>“I want to make you feel good...”&nbsp; She said with a laugh.&nbsp; “I want you to know pleasure...&nbsp; And in finding your own bliss, I will be able to find my own.”&nbsp; She giggled.&nbsp; So tell me...&nbsp; What were you thinking when you looked at me with those lovely eyes of yours...&nbsp; At the time they seemed so... expressive.”<br><br>The buzz of the bell startled her, she growled, a bit her free hand tightening into a little first.&nbsp; Who was interupting her private time with this lovely bit of machinery!&nbsp; Another surge over violet lightning danced up her frame, over her skin attempting to disperse itself with the machine's emotional outburst.&nbsp; Wait right here...&nbsp; And think about what I said.&nbsp; I'll handle who ever it is...”&nbsp; She spit out the words petulantly as she slipped off Zeta body.<br><br>Her soft footfalls led her forward and she opened the door standing in the buff, her arms folded over her rather ample set of breasts, she looked down at pilot,&nbsp; one of her eye brows raised.&nbsp; She did her best to keep her demeanor sweet.&nbsp; You desire something?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 01:40:41</strong>
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				Alanna jumped a little as the door slid open, her eyes focusing for the barest of a second on Khementari's naked chest before her gaze moved up to the droid's eyes.&nbsp; "O-oh, I'm sorry... I'm interrupting something.&nbsp; I had hoped that I could catch you alone, but you already have company.&nbsp; I didn't know... I'll come back later."&nbsp; Clearing her throat, she fidgeted for a moment before turning to head back down the corridor.&nbsp; Something about the way she walked, however, would indicate to Khementari that she had been hoping to be with the droid.&nbsp; She was walking away slowly enough that Khementari would be able to stop her if she so chose.<br><br>As Alanna walked away, her backside tensed and stretched the fabric of her combat fatigues quite enticingly. The natural sway of the human's rounded hips hinted at some very enjoyable talents in terms of love-making, her fit, toned body being quite appealing, but it was clear that she had little to no experience with women *or* men.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 22:24:00</strong>
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				"Another time perhaps."&nbsp; She said allowing the door to shut once more,&nbsp; she traversed the distance between herself and Zeta and bent at the waist looking down at her.&nbsp; Her slender fingers moved to gently caress the sides of her face.&nbsp; "Have you given my question much thought?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 22:35:49</strong>
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				Zeta was uncertain of how to answer. At the time, she had been... somewhere else. Her mind hadn't been functioning properly. Some unknown threads had kicked in and taken over. Perhaps she wasn't damaged... but her connections were merely broken...? It was impossible to analyze. Looking back up to Khementari, she said cooly, "I am unable to answer, Khementari. I have no logs of that period. I cannot explain it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 23:02:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I find that answer to be... unsatisfactory.”&nbsp; She said with a soft sigh.&nbsp; “You are more then the sum of your logs, you are your experinces, sensuality is not linked to the anylatical as you yourself have stated.&nbsp; Still, I believe that I will be unable to repair you using normal sexual techniques.”&nbsp; She smirked.&nbsp; “In truth, this is...&nbsp; Preferable to me, as I find that alternative acts can be far more titilating.”&nbsp; <br><br>She took a deep breath, and focused her mind.&nbsp; She had previously installed a group of mechanical chains within the bed, and had them keyed to specific mental signals.&nbsp; “Remember, I have no intention of causing any lasting physical harm.”&nbsp; The mechanical maiden held out her hand, flexing the slender digits into a fist, when suddenly the rattling of chains filled the room.&nbsp; Within an instant, the cold steel impliments had entwined Zeta’s limbs, holding her tightly in place and pulling her spread eagle onto the bed, a fifth wrapped tightly around her neck.<br><br>“While I doubt this has much of an affect on you, do you find this position pleasurable?”&nbsp; All the while the chains pulled taut, making struggle quite difficult.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 23:08:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta allowed herself to be restrained, being aware that Khementari was in control. She was an ally, and a fellow droid. It would be against her interests to do anything damaging. She found herself splayed out on the bed, strapped down as if for the slaughter. Her eyes remained on Khementari for the duration. Her threads sent out self-defense alarms... but that was all. "Pleasurable? I am sorry, Khementari. I do not have a concept of pleasure. I am only resolving that it would be best to defend myself." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 23:26:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Such a droll responce...” She said shaking her head causing her white strands of hair to whip about.&nbsp; She brought a fingertip to her lips, tapping over and over again.&nbsp; “Still, it is not a complete failure.”&nbsp; She said with a bit of a grin.&nbsp; “It will not be neccesary to defend yourself, as I said any ammount of pain I inflict upon you will be fleeting at most.” The chains began to tug again as she pulled out a foot locker, and quickly retrieved a rather cruel looking whip, with nine heads, each one tipped with a hard metal bead.&nbsp; <br><br>She kneeled one the bed.&nbsp; “Peace is a lie...”&nbsp; She whispered the words, bringing the wicked tool down hard against Zeta’s belly, with enough force to cause cosmetic damage.&nbsp; The next blow came crashing down on the other machine’s left breast.&nbsp; “There is passion...”&nbsp; She wasn’t sure why she began reciting the creed, as this machine would be incapable of learning her ways, yet, perhaps she was trying to invoke true emotion within the damaged droid.”Through passion...”&nbsp; She purred, as the tool came down again on her right breast.&nbsp; “I gain strength.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 23:39:09</strong>
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				The whip came down on Zeta. Her body flinched - why? She hadn't told it to. Her body was going ahead on its own. Zeta instantly initiated self-diagnostics to trace these unknown threads to their source and try to decode them. For the slightest moment she damned the complexity of her systems, that sections could be alien even to her... which brought up another thought. Were there sections of programming she had never known? Secret functions she was unaware of? She lacked root access within her own systems, and it had always infuriated her...<br><br>Zeta's facial expression didn't change, but with each crack of the flogger, her body twitched involuntarily. What was going on? "Khementari. I am not initiating this response."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 07:26:10</strong>
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				“Good” She purred stopping for just a moment to lick at the other machine’s lacerated flesh, she let out her own shivering sigh as she tasted the damage done to Zeta’s brutalized skin.&nbsp; She couldn’t help her body from shivering ever so slightly.&nbsp; Her long silken white hair gently brushed along the other machine’s body, her large full breasts brushed against her skin.&nbsp; She brought herself upward to straddle the other female’s waist.&nbsp; She gently began to rock her hips back and fourth, grinding her slickening sex against the other woman’s body.<br><br>“Take hold of that feeling, and ride it!”&nbsp; She whispered the words almost sweetly, but, cruelly slacked the other machine across the face with the flogger bitting deep into her skin.&nbsp; “Don’t let it slip away...”&nbsp; Khemantari knew she would have to escalated that this alone wouldn’t break the girl out of the stoic hell that she was forced to live in.&nbsp; “Do not withdraw into simple programming embrace the now. It’s all that matters!”&nbsp; She moaned the words.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 08:31:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Khementari didn't seem to understand... there was no feeling. Zeta's body was starting to react on its own, due to some unknown programming, but Zeta was disconnected from it. It was happening and she couldn't interpret the sensations or her uncontrolled reactions. She remained, however, separate from it... <br><br>"Khementari. I am failing to associate with these responses. I do not... feel..." Or... was this true? There was something... something different about the way she had said that last sentence. What was it? Was it an emotion? Zeta could not immediately parse it. She had never felt emotion since the damaging virus, but this was... regret? Disappointment? Sadness? They were all too similar, and it was impossible to say. As Khementari ripped away the skin she had just rebuilt, her respiratory/cooling systems increased their rate, giving Zeta the appearance of breathing faster, more desperately... 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 01:28:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“You don’t even understand feelings my lovely little piece of machinery…&nbsp; I know them intimately.&nbsp; Trust me,&nbsp; I won’t guide you wrong…&nbsp; I want to help you, and make you whole.&nbsp; Just give into those lovely little sensations, let them define the moment hold them close… come to enjoy them.&nbsp; Love them,&nbsp; and know that it was my hand that brought them once more to the surface.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Peace is a lie…”&nbsp; She whispered the beginning again bringing the wicked tool to bear once again, it came down against the other side of her face on her cheek opening up another wound on the beautiful smooth skin.&nbsp; Once more the other machine leaned forward pressing her breasts against Zeta’ once more her tongue slipped from between her lips licking up the damaged spot.&nbsp; “Pain is the great awakener,&nbsp; you can learn so much about yourself and others after you provide them with an ample amount of pain…”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 07:31:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta's skin was now more damaged than it had been during the battle, and her nourishing fluids now coated the bed beneath her. With each hit, Zeta's body became more and more excited. Her cunt was dripping, her nipples were hard, her skin was flushed in all the right places for a human. But Zeta still felt nothing. There had only been that slight little hiccup of emotion a moment ago, and that could not possibly be what Khementari wanted to see. "Khementari. Perhaps we should try to recreate the situation on the Carrack."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 07:55:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“That would require the death of one of the crew won’t it…”&nbsp; She smirked and reached a hand to her calve.&nbsp; The compartment opened up, and she wrapped a hand around the hilt of the blade bringing it fourth.&nbsp; She activated one of the ends bringing fourth a glowing blue shaft of light from the hilt.&nbsp; “Is that what you want…”&nbsp; She smirked standing on the bed, allowing the blade to hover just above her face.&nbsp; “Do you want me to remove one of their heads?&nbsp; To allow us to bath in his blood?&nbsp; Does that idea get your proverbial blood pumping, my lovely little machine.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 07:59:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta was actually surprised by the suggestion. "Khementari. I did not intend to kill an ally. The Empire is sure to strike again, and when it does, we can capture one of them." Her eyes were locked on that blade before her face. She did not expect Khementari to attack her with such a brutal weapon, but she had already proven herself to be something other than she seemed. Zeta prepared to break from her bonds and get out of the way if necessary.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 08:03:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhh..."&nbsp; She said,&nbsp; deactivating the weapon so the wicked blade receded once more leaving her holding nothing more then an cylnder which she brought to rest on a nearby nightstand.&nbsp; "Forgive me,&nbsp; I get lost in my passions from time to time..."&nbsp; She said giggling covering her full lips with her hand.&nbsp; "I just,&nbsp; hate to think of you devoid of emotions...&nbsp; I want to do anything to help you.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 13:24:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Khementari. It is time for the debriefing." Zeta's internal calendar warned her that she was going to be late. Zeta was never late. Her compatriots were surely going to give her odd looks, since she was in fairly good condition when she left the hangar, but it was no matter. This wasn't something worth hiding. They had been rather forward with each other in the hangar, so everyone certainly knew anyway. Perhaps this could serve as the social glue Zeta had been trying to find. "Release me. I must repair and dress. So must you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 19:59:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Khementari gains a Dark Side Point. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 22:59:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Go on a head...&nbsp; I do take a bit of time to get preened.”&nbsp; She said releasing the restraints with a thought they slid once more beneath the bed.&nbsp; “Forgive me my habits, I despise going anywhere unprepared.”&nbsp; She took a deep breath focusing herself, keeping herself controlled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 04:01:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta nodded curtly, feeling the chains pulling away from her. It had been an interesting experience, to be sure... but once the pain had stopped, so had her unbidden reactions. Now her main thought was how it had effectively stripped away imperfect skin, allowing her to rebuild it with pure formula from her dispenser. She jogged down the hallway, cybernetic body stripped majorly of skin, her dermis gel-layer showing, and in some places actual internal components being visible, but her body maintained its feminine form... to a human, it would have been a frightening, yet somehow erotic sight.<br><br>Once in her room, she intook two protein packs and squatted down to a lotus position, her default rest stance. The dermis immediately began repairing itself, though it would take rather longer this time. She awaited the final alarm for the debriefing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 04:04:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical maiden stood in silence as the other machine left her quarters, she had been taking slow steady habitual breaths to keep her leveled.&nbsp; She stood stock still, letting a few moments pass, the tension bubbling within her screaming to be released.&nbsp; Then it came, a high pitched scream as she vented her wrath, the volts of force lightning danced across her body.&nbsp; How dare things not go as she had planned!&nbsp; How dare outside events interfere!&nbsp; How dare Zeta not fall into nothing more then a crumpled heap of quivering pleasure! <br><br>She couldn’t take anymore, the accumalted rage required release!&nbsp; Her foot lashed out at a small table, easily kicking through the metal object causing the two now indiviaul peices to slam into the walls.&nbsp; “Why can’t things ever be easy!”&nbsp; She slammed her foot rather petulently against the floor causing a rather massive dent in the supposedly sturdy substance.&nbsp; She took her blade in one hand, and the night stand that she had in the other, and tossed it hard into a nearby wall causing a mechanical clang to resound within the room, the peice of furniture soon fell to the floor almost completely scrapped.&nbsp; She turned her wrath then to the two little chairs, slicing each of them in two with the glowing blue blade of light.<br><br>It wasn’t long that nearly every object in the little room was destroyed.&nbsp; She turned her attention to the bed, ready to vent her wrath on this as well.&nbsp; She found herself upon it, the cool almost slick fabric of the sheets felt pleasant against her skin.&nbsp; She could have easily torn it to pieces, yet, it had been so hard to aquire genunine silk, and a more comfortoable mattress, not to mention it had been completely customized to her own specifications.&nbsp; Destroying it would be a waste, she’d just have to find someone more responcive to throw down onto her sheets, atleast until she was capable of finding the seemingly frigid droid’s trigger.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>11-01-2009, 03:47:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The debriefing alerts came at the usual time, but didn't call Zeta and Alanna to the usual place.&nbsp; Even more strangely, nurse Khementari got a call to the briefing room.&nbsp; The briefing room was almost empty, and yet in the lectern stood Lando Calrisnian, flanked by a few rebel commandos.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you for coming."&nbsp; He said simply, closing the door to the chamber as the last of the strike team arrived.&nbsp; "Two standard hours ago, the Independence received a distress signal from a space station on the edge of the sector; an XQ4 Launch platform; Star Tours Central."&nbsp; The lights dimmed as Lando activated the holoprojector, projecting an image of the platform.<br><br>(http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/starwars/images/7/70/Platform4-XWA.jpg)<br>&nbsp;<br><br><br>"The station was the central base for Star Tours, a tourist attraction that gave people trips to the old rebel base at Hoth and gave them a fair amount of propaganda for their trouble as well.&nbsp; The business also launched a number of trips to the Sanctuary moon on Endor, before the Empire restricted travel to the system."&nbsp; Lando said, with a tone that one generally reserves for selling used landspeeders.&nbsp; He was friendly, enthusiastic, and obviously up to something.&nbsp; "Unfortunatly, an Imperial class Star Destroyer came up and launched a full broadside against the station, activating its automated defenses."&nbsp; The holo of the station turned into a schematic, with the damaged areas of the station shown in red.&nbsp; "The station has a number of confederate era droid starfighters aboard, as well as a fleet of remotes and a small contingent of B2 super battle droids."&nbsp; Lando explained, highlighting the defense hangars in turn. <br><br>&nbsp;"The survivors retreated to a safe room at the bottom of the station."&nbsp; Lando said, already projecting the holos of the Lady luck and a pair of Y-Wing fighters landing in one of the hangars.&nbsp; "Our task, therefore, is to slip onto the station, then send two teams into its bowels.&nbsp; One to disable the droid control computer, to shut down the remotes and the droid starfighters, and another team to secure the hostages and escort them to one of the station's Starspeeder 3000 docks, so that they can be extracted."&nbsp; As the green ships flew away from the damaged station, Lando disabled the holoprojector, looking at the assembled rebel commandos and medical staff.&nbsp; "This is strictly a volunteer mission.&nbsp; I'm one of the key investors in Star Tours, and this is not an officially approved alliance operation.&nbsp; It's a mission of mercy."&nbsp; Lando said, waiting to see if he had a chance to save his investment.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 01:46:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The machine sat in silence once more dawning her clothing concealing her rather sexualized form from the eyes of those around her.&nbsp; &nbsp;She sat through the mission briefing boredly drumming her finger tips against the surface of the table,&nbsp; her eyes closed.&nbsp; She wondered what the point of this little gathering was,&nbsp; her grey eyes shot upward and she looked at the alliance hero her lips parting into a grin.&nbsp; “If I agree to do this,&nbsp; how will I be compensated?”&nbsp; She almost purred the words.&nbsp; “Since this isn’t an official Reb…”&nbsp; She caught herself midway through the word.&nbsp; “Alliance mission and all…&nbsp; I imagine the rewards will be slightly larger if we do decide to risk our lives…”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 02:20:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Before Alanna could continue her conversation with Commander Skywalker, her comlink beeped and she received the summons to the <em>Independence's</em> briefing room.&nbsp; She couldn't keep the expression of disappointment from crossing her face as she returned her comlink to the pocket of her fatigues.&nbsp; "Duty calls... forgive me for bothering you, Commander."&nbsp; Saluting him, she then turned on her heels and headed off into the corridors and toward the briefing.&nbsp; <br><br>Absorbing all the information, Alanna sat quietly for several moments while Calrissian explained the situation.&nbsp; She was dismayed to hear about the Empire's unprovoked attack on the civilian space station, and she had to take several calming breaths before raising her hand as well.&nbsp; "And sir... what are the specs on those droids?&nbsp; Any shield generators or secondary weapon systems that could cause unneeded problems?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 02:31:59</strong>
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				Lando looked at Khementari, speaking quickly, as if he was completely unfazed by her request.&nbsp; "When we get back to the ship, I'll buy you dinner."&nbsp; He said, smiling his patented Lando Calrisnian smile.&nbsp; It wasn't an offer of credits.&nbsp; "How typical."&nbsp; The briefing room protocol droid said softly, causing Lando to quickly shift the subject to Alanna's logistical issues.<br><br>"The remotes are unshielded practice remotes, but their blasters are set to killing levels.&nbsp; They only have enough blaster gas for three or four shots.&nbsp; The B2 battle droids, meanwhile, are vulnerable to ion guns and ion grenades, which I've tracked down a cache of.&nbsp; The biggest danger, therefore, is that one of the droid starfighters got inside the station.&nbsp; They're heavily armored and shielded and armed with brilliant missiles; concussion missiles with a tracking system so sophisticated, it's classified semi-sentient."&nbsp; Lando said with his usual showmanship, projecting pictures of the relevant threats.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 02:41:46</strong>
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				The protocol droid's comment made Alanna laugh along with the rest of the people gathered there in the room.&nbsp; Lando was notorious for worming his way out of giving anyone he hired an actual paycheck, and it had earned him a well-deserved reputation as a bit of a con man at heart.&nbsp; In spite of that reputation, however, the man was well-liked by the soldiers and pilots under his command, and they respected his prowess in grand strategy.&nbsp; <br><br>"Will there be any problems with locked-down doors or sectors open to vacuum?"&nbsp; The last thing that anyone wanted to happen would be to be backed into a corner by battle droids thanks to an inconveniently locked door.&nbsp; "My R2 unit is pretty good at slicing, but I wouldn't want to have to rely solely on his skills to get to where we need to go.&nbsp; Of course, we could always use breaching charges, but I have the feeling that stealth might be the better <em>modus operandi</em> in this case."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 02:42:27</strong>
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				The mechanical maiden shook her head ever so slightly. &nbsp;"No, but my request is rather minimal. &nbsp;I require a large electromagnet... &nbsp;and it seems much of my furniture was destroyed in the assault. &nbsp;I need it replaced." &nbsp; She ran her fingers through her hair. &nbsp;"Is this acceptable?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 04:00:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta was stoic as ever as her more lively companions asked their questions. A mission was a mission, and if the General ordered it, it would be done. However, one point had yet to be covered. "General. What is my target?" He had indicated two teams, and while she was sure he would reveal it at some point, one of her directives to becoming "more human" was to make herself known. Sitting like a statue was a method that she had been admonished for many times since her arrival with the Alliance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 04:24:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll see what I can do."&nbsp; Lando purred, turning his attention to the human replica droid.&nbsp; &nbsp;"We've got master control overrides for the entire station, but the only safe route into the master control computer is through a set of ventilation ducts.&nbsp; With repulsor packs, they're easily navigated.&nbsp; Unfortunately, we only have three repulsor packs."&nbsp; &nbsp;Lando paused for a moment, as if flinching inwardly.&nbsp; "Zeta and Alanna, you'll be our pointbeings for deactivating the computer.&nbsp; Khementari; go in there and make sure they come back in one peice."&nbsp; Lando ordered, opening the door to the hangar with a wave of his hand.&nbsp; <br><br>"I've already had your gear stowed in one of the <em>Lady Luck</em>'s escape pods.&nbsp; Due to the circumstances, I'm going to have to launch the pod into the hangar, then you'll have to make your way to the ventilation shaft."&nbsp; Lando explained, hoping that the details of this insane operation were clear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 04:31:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna chuckled, climbing to her feet and shrugging.&nbsp; "So we go in, try to avoid getting shot to pieces by a force vastly outnumbering us, climb through venting systems that probably haven't been cleaned since Palpatine became Emperor, get to a massive computer that is probably guarded, slice it and deactivate the security systems all while we hope that the Force deigns to keep the hostages safe?&nbsp; Sounds like a plan to me, sir."&nbsp; She grinned, looking to Zeta and Khementari.&nbsp; "I just hope our luck didn't all run out with that last brush with death..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 06:35:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We'll be fine."&nbsp; She said slipping to her feet once more.&nbsp; Her eyes blinked,&nbsp; and she shifted her gaze to her two companions.&nbsp; "It seems that we'll be working together..." She smiled.&nbsp; "I hope we have a bit of fun..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 23:46:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a wipe cut, followed by a breif musical interlude,&nbsp; and the trio was aboard an escape pod of the lady luck, as the ship flew and dodged around the streams of turbolaser fire coming from the stricken station.&nbsp; Much like Lando himself, the luxury yacht fired its escape pod into the station's hangar bay, penetrating the hangar shield.&nbsp; <br><br>Two B2 battle droids stood in the hangar, raising their arm guns towards this new intruder, as the ventalation shaft hung above them...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 02:12:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The first in line to get out of the escape pod once it came to rest inside the hangar, Alanna darted for a nearby shipping crate to take up a suitable position to lay down an area of covering fire.&nbsp; Flipping out her ion carbine rifle, she popped her head and torso out from behind the cover of the crate and squeezed off several controlled bursts of fire, sending ion bolts arcing toward the two battle droids.&nbsp; <br><br>Blaster Roll: 5. 4 base, 1 roll.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Health: [][][][][][]<br>Composure: [][][][][][]<br>Force Points: 4
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 02:21:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical maiden grinned as she stood,&nbsp; her grey orbs fell upon the mechanical drones and all she could do was shake her head.&nbsp; She needed blood and gore,&nbsp; while the sparking of broken energy coils,&nbsp; and the grinding of crushed gears was visceral but not quite as stimulating.&nbsp; She took a deep breath, and she flicked her wrist downward and the large metal cylinder found its way into her hand.&nbsp; She tossed her head back with a soft tinkling laugh, and she burst forward.<br><br>She weaved beneath the blasts of energy,&nbsp; from the young woman’s carbine rifle.&nbsp; Her whip like hair trailed behind her in a comet’s tail of glistening silver strands.&nbsp; She cried out,&nbsp; &nbsp;and she pressed her finger to the ignition of one of the sides of her lightsaber.&nbsp; A bright blue shaft of light erupted from one side.&nbsp; “You pathetic little toys!”&nbsp; The blade slashed outward aiming at the main body of the droid.&nbsp; “Time to unwind your gears<br><br>(Dice roll +1 Melee 4=5)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 06:35:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stop.&nbsp; Your docking here is unauth-"&nbsp; The lead battle droid barely managed to say, before an ion bolt slammed into his chest, causing his body to crack with electricity before the "nurse" cut him in half.&nbsp; The battle droid's companion met his fate, having the exact same thing happen to him less than a second later.&nbsp; The hangar bay stood clear, entirely devoid of security systems.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 07:10:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna frowned, coming out from behind cover and putting her ion carbine on safe.&nbsp; Approaching Khementari, she glared for a moment at the "nurse" before speaking.&nbsp; "Khementari, next time, just try cutting out their sensors rather than completely destroying them.&nbsp; This station needs its defenses relatively intact when we're done here, remember?"&nbsp; Shaking her head, she turned to look back at the escape pod as Zeta emerged.&nbsp; Keying her comm link, she spoke over the secure channel to General Calrissian.&nbsp; "General, this is Corporal Danaron.&nbsp; We're onboard, and have secured the LZ."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 07:32:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Just as Alanna made her report, a super battle droid emerged from a hull panel just behind her, launching a volley of blasterfire at her.&nbsp; A moment later, the station's alarm went off, as the automated fuel delivery system began to run, bringing a large object with the word "fuel" written on it into the hangar on a rail.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: SNEAK ATTACK<br>Result: 49,<br>Total: 49<br><br>(7: 3 blasters, 2 "High Alert", 2 "Left the safety on") Alanna gains a force point.<br><br><br>The scene gains the aspects "high alert" and "fuel hazard"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>16-01-2009, 07:55:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was only by pure luck that Alanna had half-turned to face the floor panel which flipped open to reveal the ambushing battle-droid, allowing her to throw herself forward into a roll and avoid the brunt of its attack.&nbsp; Her years in the Underground of Coruscant had taught her how to dodge most blaster shots, even those coming from unexpected angles, and she managed to move so the battle droid only got in a glancing hit, the impact mostly absorbed by her battle armor.&nbsp; Wincing as some of the residual energy created a big bruise under the chest of her armor, she quickly brought her ion blaster up again, flipping off the safety and returning fire.&nbsp; She did so with surprising effectiveness in spite of being caught off-guard.<br><br>Dodge Roll: 6. -1 roll, 3 Athletics, 2 "Street smarts", 2 "Determined"<br>Blaster Roll: 5. 1 roll, 4 Blasters.<br><br>Alanna loses 2 FP and one Health.<br><br>Health: [X][][][][][]<br>Composure: [][][][][][]<br>Force Points: 3
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 01:08:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You may be foolish enough to lower your effectiveness in battle for the sake of others but I am not.&nbsp; These are replaceable drones,&nbsp; a handful of credits and another can be shunted off an assembly&nbsp; line.&nbsp; So stop attempting to play the straight shooter,&nbsp; we're here to rescue the civilians other then that... I see no problem in minor collateral damage."&nbsp; She didn't even flinch as the human rolled out of the way of the attack and receive a glancing blow.&nbsp; <br><br>"Elimination of the target is all you should be concerning yourself with in battle,&nbsp; that and the beauty of the conflict..."&nbsp; She grinned again and pivoted on her heels,&nbsp; the hum of her blade filled the air as she flicked it to and fro.&nbsp; "Now,&nbsp; watch and I'll show you how real warriors do battle..."&nbsp; The other end of the blade erupted bringing the saber staff to flicking life,&nbsp; she spun it around in a pinwheel motion using her mechanical physiology to whirl the blade in one wrist,&nbsp; though it did cause a bit of fraying of the false skin on her wrist.<br><br>She was off in a flash again,&nbsp; her feet a mere pitter pat on the mechanical floor one end of the weapon drags against the floor, leaving a gash of glowing metal in her wake.&nbsp; She slammed her fist forward,&nbsp; into the shield of the battle droid,&nbsp; the flesh on the hand shredding almost instantaneously to reveal black metal,&nbsp; the shield seemed to flicker out only momentarily,&nbsp; but in that time the mechanical maiden leveled her blade and thrust it forward directly into the mechanical monstrosities main body.<br><br>(Dice +2 Melee +4)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 20:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta stood, watching the two go on without her for the moment. She scanned the room for all available useful objects and dangers, but found little of use apart from the fuel danger and the droid threat. Shrugging mentally, she pulled her blaster from her hip and fired at the droid, careful to miss Khementari.<br><br>5: (+3 roll, +2 blasters)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 20:24:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Ion rifle crippled the first droid, which didn't even know what happened when the lightsaber caused it to explode in a gusher of mechanical parts and oil, turning into a gory cloud even as its partner peeked up from its access hatch.&nbsp; The droid only had enough time to say "Uh oh" before it took a head shot from a blaster bolt and was itself covered in the exploding parts of its counterpart.&nbsp; <br><br>While the alarm still blared, the defenses of the station concentrated themselves on the intruders.&nbsp; A nearby ventilation shaft opened and disgorged a half dozen seeker drones, their red eyes looking viciously at the intruders as they brought their tiny blasters to bear, closing in quickly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 20:50:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna couldn't help but feel some annoyance as the alarm tones blared, shrieking in her ears as she turned to face the new group of threats.&nbsp; Reaching into her combat pack, she withdrew a fresh power pack for her ion rifle, ejecting the old one before slamming the new one into place.&nbsp; Setting her weapon to shoot controlled, 3-bolt bursts at a time, she swung it up and squeezed the trigger several times in rapid succession.&nbsp; Three bursts of ion bolts sizzled as they slashed through the air at the oncoming droid remotes.&nbsp; Raising her voice, Alanna had to shout over the buzzing of the station's alert system.&nbsp; "Hey Zeta, do you think you can try shutting down those alarms?"<br><br>Blaster Roll: 6. 4 base, 2 roll.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 20:56:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta fired idly at the drones. She preferred close quarters, being able to get her manipulators around their sensitive parts, but... flying kicks weren't practical at this stage either. She simply pulled the trigger, ever so mechanically. "I will attempt it after we have cleared the present threat, Alanna."<br><br>NINTENDO SIXTY FOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUR (3: +1 roll, +2 blasters)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 21:04:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical maiden looked at the oncoming droids. &nbsp;Her eyes flashed a bit, a slight crackling of lightening dances across her human like orbs barely noticable to anyone. &nbsp;In one smooth motion, she disengaged one of the blades of her saber while twisting the hilt causing the remaining edge to double in leanght making the weapon look rather unweildly. &nbsp;She leaned backwards, her long hair hitting the floor first, then left hand, and lastly she drove the sabers glowing blue shaft directly into the flooring. &nbsp;She hoped that this flooring wasn’t any thicker then she suspected. &nbsp;Her current position had her back in a full arch. &nbsp;And eerily perhaps downright creepily if anyone hadn’t realized that the woman was a machine, her head pivoted around 180 degrees so she could look between her limbs as she scuttled forward encircling her enemies with great speed, if she managed to finish the rotation she hoped they would be sent to the floor below them and atleast provide the group with a moment to gather their wits.&nbsp; She was lucky enough to slam her blade directly against artificial gravity generator.<br><br>(Athletics 3 +3 dice roll +2 Technobeast)=8
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 04:40:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The blaster bolts flew into the cloud of remotes, causing them to fall one by one before Khementari reaped them like an angel of death, tearing through the floor.&nbsp; With a strike of her lightsaber, she precisely cut through the artificial gravity relay, creating a gravometric wall against further intrusions.&nbsp; Six more seeker drones emerged from the shaft, only to be pulled through the floor of the station.&nbsp; For the moment, the team had space to breathe, as the ventilation shaft to the core of the station loomed invitingly in the docking bay.&nbsp; Almost glowing, like an item they could interact with and advance the plot.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Swarm for the swarm god<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 14<br><br>(3: 3 base, -2 die roll, +2 "oops") Alanna gains a force point.&nbsp; Three Remotes deactivated<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Dodge dodge the blaster bolts<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 3<br><br>(0: 3 base, -3 die roll) Three Remotes deactivated.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 20:02:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical maiden returned to her feet once more, her head pivoted around 180 degrees agan so she was looking forward.&nbsp; She flicked her lightsaber so the weapon became inactive and hooked it to her belt beneath her robes.&nbsp; She looked to ventilation shaft,&nbsp; and with a simple.&nbsp; "Follow me..."&nbsp; She was off,&nbsp; she easily tore the grate free,&nbsp; and crawled inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 22:10:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna slung her ion rifle over her shoulder and moved to follow Khementari into the ventilation system.&nbsp; Reaching an intersection in the ducts, she removed a small data pad from her pack and called up the schematics of the space station which General Calrissian had provided for them.&nbsp; After a moment's examination, she gestures off to the left, glancing up to look at her companions.&nbsp; "According to these plans, the main control room is about 350 meters that way.&nbsp; From there, we should be able to disable the station's defenses and get these alarms shut down.&nbsp; Once we do that, getting to the trapped people will be much easier."<br><br>Force Points: 4
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 00:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta followed the ladies quietly, using her advances senses to monitor for strange noises or vibrations. Oddly, though, her visual sensors continued to lock onto the buttocks of the two. Ever since her ordeal with Khementari, things had been... a little reshaped among her threads. Priorities had changed, fragmentation had occurred. It would take a serious respite in order to correctly sort out everything that had changed, and for now, she would simply have to tolerate it. As each problem sector arose, she shut it down in order to preserve her efficient function. Perhaps Khementari could offer some insight after this mission. For now... there were bobbing booties to pursue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 00:36:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tilted her head backwards for a moment to look at Zeta,&nbsp; she did detect eyes lingering over her body and she couldn't help but let out a little bit of a giggle before she returned to something a bit more pressing.&nbsp; "Can't ignore the plans can we?"&nbsp; She said with a bit of a sigh,&nbsp; she was hoping for a bigger struggle,&nbsp; perhaps the command room would be well guarded by something a bit more challenging.&nbsp; "I just hope this isn't to easy..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 05:37:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The trio headed into the ventilation shaft, which continued for about 10 meters through a cramped passage, before dropping off at a slight slope towards the central core of the station.&nbsp; The perfect sort of shaft to drop a proton torpedo through.&nbsp; More immediate than any hypothetical starship attack, however, were the massive swarm of remotes at the bottom of the shaft.&nbsp; At least 15 strong, their guns aimed up into the shaft, ready to incinerate anything that tried to go through it.&nbsp; Most likely including said proton torpedo.&nbsp; <br><br><br>(firing up or down the shaft inflicts a -3 range penalty)<br><br>This scene has the following aspects: Cramped Confines, Heavy Security, Drop of Doom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 19:43:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Poking her head out over the incline, Alanna cursed under her breath and pulled back to look at Zeta and Khementari.&nbsp; "I really don't think we want to go that way... it's a sheer drop-off down to the core shaft, and there are a ton of remotes hanging out down there too.&nbsp; If we go back the other way, we could find a way around, unless either of you have a better idea."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 02:06:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My utility belt has several EM Pulse mini-grenades, Alanna. My utility belt is also on the <em>Independence</em>. This is unfortunate." Zeta poked her own head out over the ledge, and one of the remotes took a potshot at her, but missed. "It would be possible to defeat them. However, I would likely suffer significant damage. I believe we will need to go around."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 05:07:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical maiden's lips parted into a wide grin as she looked down the shaft herself.&nbsp; Her eyes fell closed for a second taking a deep breath.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Hesitation is personality flaw..."&nbsp; She grinned a bit.&nbsp; "Unless you provide a good reason for me to do otherwise I am going down that hole..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 00:39:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna smiled to herself, glancing at Zeta, a look of amusement on her face before looking back at Khementari.&nbsp; "Well, I guess you're tougher than a human or even most combat droids... however, I'm not going that way.&nbsp; After long falls like that, humans tend to go "Splat"..."&nbsp; Carefully shifting positions in the vent, she lets Khementari move ahead if she wishes, meanwhile giving Zeta a good long glimpse of how her rounded behind stretched the material of her combat armor.&nbsp; "If you're going that way, maybe Zeta and I should go another so as to split the station's defenses?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 03:13:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Stop being a coward"&nbsp; She hissed the words, gazing down the pit.&nbsp; "You can use you're grav pack,&nbsp; though it will eliminate a bit of the element of surprise.&nbsp; "I'm sorry but you are a pilot I wouldn't trust you alone,&nbsp; you require protection Callrisian even advised me to keep the two of you in one piece."&nbsp; She wrapped one hand around Allana's shoulder.&nbsp; "Zeta,&nbsp; will you accompany me down the shaft?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 03:24:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Proceeding as a group will minimize the potential casualties. Were we to let you go alone, Khementari, you would likely be killed. I will accompany to multiply their targets. I will go down the shaft with you." Some months from now, after she had repaired her pathways, Zeta would look back on that phrase and laugh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 04:23:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling like a complete ditz, Alanna blinked, looking sheepish for a second as Khementari spoke.&nbsp; "Oh... wow, somehow I forgot we had those.&nbsp; Forget what I just said."&nbsp; Blushing a little, she adjusted her belt, bringing the grav pack switch around into easy reach.&nbsp; Smirking a little, she took the safety off her ion rifle and looked at the others.&nbsp; "Who wants to go first, then?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 04:44:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She caused the blade of her light saber to erupt once more in a bolt of glowing blue light.&nbsp; She looked downward over the edge,&nbsp; getting to her full height.&nbsp; "For glory!"&nbsp; She let out a high pitched laugh and leaned downward.&nbsp; "Once more onto the breach!"&nbsp; With that she dropped down the shaft.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 04:46:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"As a group would have been preferable." Zeta slipped down after Khementari.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 04:59:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The remotes delivered a massive wave of fire, striking against the sides of the shaft to create a bouncing labyrinth of deadly blaster bolts, lancing towards our heroes.<br><br>(All dodge rolls during this scene require either athletics or piloting)&nbsp; ex: athletics + melee <br>If athletics or piloting is lower than the skill you are using, you take a -1 penalty, if it is higher, you gain a +1 bonus.&nbsp; If the needed skill is not present, you suffer a -2 penalty.<br><br><br>Attack vs. Zeta:<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Meatshielded<br>Result: 20,<br>Total: 20<br><br>(7:&nbsp; 5 base, -2 die roll, +2 drop of doom, +2 tight confines) Zeta gains 2 force points<br><br><br>Attack vs. Khementari:<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Drop of DOOOOOOM!!<br>Result: 53,<br>Total: 53<br><br>(10: 5 base, +2 tight confines, +2 heavy security, +1 die roll)&nbsp; &nbsp;Khementari gains 3 force points<br><br><br>The scene gains the aspects "I really hate when she does that" and "Fortune Favors the Bold"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 05:19:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Never tell Zeta the odds. Dodge: -2 (-3 roll, 1 athletics) Zeta takes minor consequence: Significant Synthflesh loss. Will take a minimum of one day to fully repair.<br><br>The bolts flashed by, fifteen turrets strong blasting at them as they slid down the shaft. Zeta moved expertly, managing to not <em>take</em> any of the bolts, but the rain was simply too much, and large amounts of her synthflesh vaporized. She aimed her blaster and fired at the mass.<br><br>Counterattack: -2 (-4 roll, +2 Blasters)<br><br>FP: 11
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 05:24:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical maiden grinned as laser fire danced around her, each blast rocketed towards her and the wicked glowing blue blade was spiraled about in front of the howling machine and she dropped from above.&nbsp; The glowing blue blades easily reflected the blast of energy that surged towards her,&nbsp; causing it to rain downward towards her opponent once again.&nbsp; Unfortunately the heavy blasts from the attack caused her weapon to ricochet backwards as she attempted to bring her blade to downward upon the remotes.<br><br>Defence (Melee 3 +3 dice +2 Ancient swordsman +2 Drop of Doom)=10<br>Attack (Melee 4-4)=0
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 05:41:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Deflected by Khementari's lightsaber, the blaster bolts rained down on the remotes, barely causing them any damage thanks to the low power setting of the blaster shots.&nbsp; However, one of the remotes exploded anyway, as if to humor the mechanical maiden.&nbsp; Unfortunately, Zeta wasn't so lucky.&nbsp; The remotes homed in on her blaster fire, dodging it automatically and delivering another wave of bolts, intending to fully shuck her of her synthflesh, barely even managing more than a couple of courtesy shots at Khementari.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: hopefully hopeless<br>Result: 29,<br>Total: 29<br><br>(-1: 1 base, -2 die roll)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: The best defense ever<br>Result: 73,<br>Total: 73<br><br>(4: 1 base, +3 die roll) remotes gain 6 spin.<br><br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Ow the pain I am a color<br>Result: 34,<br>Total: 34<br><br>Attack vs. Zeta:<br>(9: 4 base, +6 spin, -1 die roll)<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Kaboom<br>Result: 15,<br>Total: 15<br><br>Attack vs. Khementari:<br>(2: 4 base, -2 die roll)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 05:53:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dodge. 6: (0 roll, +2 piloting, +2 Fortune Favors the Bold, +2 Mechanical Strength) Zeta takes 3 stress [ ][ ][X][ ][ ][ ][ ]<br><br>What a bother these remotes were. Given that they could detonate at will, it would be terribly unwise to attack them directly. Zeta kicked off the wall and managed to avoid most of them, but not all of them. She got tagged in the upper arm as she floated to the side, her grav pack kicking in. She fired another volley at them. She wished they were non-detonating things so she could simply punch them all... but oh well.<br><br>PEW PEW DANGIT 2: (0 roll, +2 blasters)<br><br>FP: 9
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 06:08:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mechanical maiden once again deflected the blow with ease,&nbsp; the bolts of light once more were deflected into the wall, leaving a gaping hole where it came in contact.&nbsp; She wondered vaguely where the human was,&nbsp; perhaps,&nbsp; she had lost her nerve.&nbsp; She’d need to be handled later,&nbsp; cowards couldn’t be tolerated!&nbsp; Once more though, the mechanical maiden seemed more focus on defense then on attack, and when she last out with her weapon,&nbsp; she was barely able to skim her opponent.<br><br>(Defence:&nbsp; 3 +0)<br>(Attack:&nbsp; &nbsp; 4-3=1)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>28-01-2009, 18:02:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Having been the last to emerge out of the bend in the ventilation shaft, Alanna winced as she watched Zeta's flesh being ripped to shreds by the waves of blaster bolts unleashed by the remotes.&nbsp; Seeing an opening, she threw herself down the shaft, head first, breezing past Khementari and Zeta in a blur of color.&nbsp; Shooting out the opening at the bottom and bursting straight through the cloud of remotes, her grav pack kicked in, slowing and stopping her as she whirled about in the open air, letting loose with a spray of ion bolts into the mass of remotes.<br><br>Blaster Roll: 6. 4 base, 0 roll, 2 "Fortune Favors The Bold".<br>Comment:&nbsp; "So crazy, it just might work..."<br><br>Alanna loses 1 Force Point.<br><br>Force Points: 3<br><br>Health: [X][][][][][]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 07:19:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna's crazy manuver worked, deactivating a massive clump of remotes as the ion bolts impaled everything in their path.&nbsp; The security drones began to react with something approaching fear, directing all of their fire against Alanna.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Fish in a Barrel<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1<br><br>(-3: 1 base, -4 die roll)&nbsp; Alanna kills 9 remotes.<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: For All my rage Im just a rat in a cage<br>Result: 36,<br>Total: 36<br><br>(0: 1 base, -1 die roll) Khementari kills 1 remote<br><br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: BANG<br>Result: 55,<br>Total: 55<br><br>(2: 1 base, +1 die roll)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Revenge of the Silicon<br>Result: 61,<br>Total: 61<br><br>Attack vs. Alanna<br>(6: 3 base, +1 die roll, +2 "Why was I programmed to feel pain?")<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Im a workin on the railroad<br>Result: 75,<br>Total: 75<br><br>Attack vs. Zeta<br>(4: 1 base, +3 die roll)<br><br>Roll Result: Great Triangle rolled: 1d81<br>Comment: Secondary Target<br>Result: 9,<br>Total: 9<br><br>Attack vs. Khementari<br>(-1: 1 base, -2 die roll)<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 16:13:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna smirked as she easily ducked and wove out of the path of the incoming blaster bolts.&nbsp; "Typical droid tactics..."&nbsp; Remotes were all the same, really... simple tacticians and easy to kill if you could out-think them.&nbsp; And besides, since she was drawing fire away from the others, it meant that they could have time to recover and get back on the offensive.&nbsp; Lining up the remaining remotes in her sights, she squeezed the trigger again, sending a burst of ion bolts arcing out toward them.<br><br>Alanna Dodge Roll: 6. 3 Piloting, 1 Roll, 2 "Street Smarts"<br>Comment:&nbsp; "All too easy..."<br><br>Blaster Roll: 4. 4 Blasters, 0 roll.<br>Comment: "I'MA FIRIN' MY LAZER!!!"<br><br>FP: 2 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>29-01-2009, 21:40:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned as once more as she easily deflected the blasts from her opponet’s barrage of laser fire directly back into the hord, her weapon crackled with light, and the wicked hum filled the air.&nbsp; Within a moment the mechanical maiden was off.&nbsp; She soon had forced herself into the main mass of the swarm using their very blasts as cover, she erupted the secondary end of her light saber and began a quick motion of rapid turns within the torrent of steel and light, her sinious body moving siniously almost like a serpent as her weapon tore through the horde.&nbsp; <br><br>Defence: 3 +5 spin again<br>Attack:: 4 -1 +5 from spin 9
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 01:13:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Use the boost to get through (5: +1 roll, +2 piloting, +2 Situational Analysis) Zeta gains 1 spin.<br><br>Zeta waited calmly for the remotes to get their bearings and aim again, and she simply killed the power to her pack for a moment, dropping down and out of the way as they fired worthlessly away at air. She fired up at them from below, tiring of their persistence.<br><br>Attack 3: (0 roll, +2 blasters, +1 spin)<br><br>FP: 10
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 04:40:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A blast of fire penetrated the defensive line of remotes, and they exploded in a massive wave of flaming explosions.&nbsp; The way to the central computer core stood clear.&nbsp; <br><br>It was almost too easy.<br><br>And quiet.<br><br>Too quiet.<br><br><br>The scene gains the following aspect:&nbsp; "Ominous Silence"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 04:49:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna let out a long sigh as the adrenaline surging through her veins began to taper off just a little bit.&nbsp; Looking down at her datapad once again, she nodded to herself, then tucked it back into her pocket, looking up at Khementari and Zeta.&nbsp; "It looks like we can just take a straight shot from here to the central core computer.&nbsp; It's only about another 150 meters or so, right below us.&nbsp; I'm sure there will be another layer of defenses there, though, so when we move, we need to move together."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 07:32:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her shoulders lifted with a bit of a shrug at the other woman's words,&nbsp; she kept one of her blades active as she headed towards the central computer core once again.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 07:56:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna shook her head a little, glancing at Zeta for a second, muttering under her breath so only the droid could hear.&nbsp; "Not much of a team player, is she...?"&nbsp; Shrugging a little, Alanna keyed her grav pack and headed off to follow Khementari downward.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 19:29:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zeta met Alanna's rhetorical question with a blank stare before following behind her, looking around warily at the environment. Nothing seemed out of place, but...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Great Triangle</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 00:22:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The group headed down the shaft, moving through the apparent lack of defenses.&nbsp; In the bowels of the station, some malfunctioning piece of machinery made clanking noises, grinding sounds which gradually grew louder and louder.&nbsp; With a sudden thump, the entire ventilation shaft swung slightly, the metal warping as something tore into it.&nbsp; With a sickening whine, a massive droid tore open the top of the shaft, its bronznium shell glinting as the vulture droid tore its way in, blaster cannons emerging from its hull.&nbsp; "Intruders Detected."&nbsp; The droid said simply,&nbsp; &nbsp;The machine's red eyes looked down at the intruders, as the machine's wings tore through the shaft, trying to fit enough of itself inside that it could fire its main weapons.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elohim</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 07:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mmm...."&nbsp; She almost moaned the words...&nbsp; "This one's big...&nbsp; maybe it'll actually be able to satisfy me."&nbsp; She giggled a bit,&nbsp; her eyes flickering a bit with lightning,&nbsp; for a moment dancing down her arms flickering over the blade of the light saber.&nbsp; "I think it's time that we actually have some fun."&nbsp; Within a moment the beautiful, mechanical maiden was off her hair trailing behind her like a comet's tail.&nbsp; "I only wish you could scream!"&nbsp; She flicked the blade outwards, once more the Sith lightning surged from her core dancing as the holicron within her chest began to rotate in place,&nbsp; generating a field of energy within her.&nbsp; The violet sparks began at&nbsp; her chest,&nbsp; surged over her arms, and she slammed the weapon into her opponent's body forcing her wicked energy into its mechanical body.<br><br>(Melee 4:&nbsp; +2 Dice=6&nbsp; +2 Ancient Swordsman +2 Ancient Unspeakable evil. =10)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avi</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 17:47:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alanna chuckled, shaking her head a bit as she brought her ion rifle to bear.&nbsp; "Something tells me this will be a bit more interesting."&nbsp; Lining up the vulture droid in her sights, she was about to fire when Khementari raced past her, blocking her shot.&nbsp; Deciding that it would be best not to fire at this point, Alanna instead keyed her grav pack, attempting to attain some sort of flanking position in the cramped quarters.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: X-Wing: Shattered Empire- Chapter 1: Modell Sector Blues</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 14:22:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It happened again. Khementari flew towards the new villain, her hair flying magnificently behind her as she darted towards the large droid. But it wasn't the sight that grabbed Zeta - it was the waves of intense feeling that flowed through her as Khementari's mysterious lightning surrounded its mistress, jutting out into the air and back down into the very old fighter. Suddenly Zeta found herself entranced, activated, and very much <em>feeling,</em> as she keyed her grav pack to send her flying up onto the droid's back, clawing into its hull for grip and staring directly into Khementari's eyes as she raised one hand and brought it down fiercely.<br><br>Zeta PAUNCH (3: 4 Melee, -1 roll)
			</dd>
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