OOC: Good to see that you all can carry on the game a bit without me! Don't take too much in the way of liberties, of course, and I also must say that Dron Cah is my official voice on here when I'm not around...but anyway, this is the kind of roleplaying that doesn't need my input to work, and I appreciate it!!!

<font color=yellow>The group, with new confidence, ventures out on their own missions, with parts of the mysteries beginning to fall into place. Something about all of this was just a little bit too convenient when compared with galactic politics.

Terrask and Bakilas follow Keal, but only manage it through knowing where he is going---he quickly out-distances them with tight maneuvering. Upon arriving, he makes it all the way to General Larsek's quarters, though the others arrive a few minutes behind him.</font>

OOC: Glad to have you back, Poo.
<font color= green> Joneth is now systematically erasing all data about the base from every source he can find.</font> :D

EDIT: forgot my dang sig, again! :\

[ 04-18-2005, 11:37 AM: Message edited by: Dron_Cah ]

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As much as he tries Eceil can't fall asleep this early into the day. After staring at the rotting ceiling of his room for an half hour or so and coming to the decision that most of the others have already left he forces himself up. Wandering down the florescent hall aimlessly he stumbles into a small tech room, where he fines Joneth quietly working on a computer. For a couple long moments the only noise comes from the low hum of machinery and Joneth’s fingers furious dancing on the computers keys. Leaning up against the door frame Eceil clears his throat before speaking.
"You need help with anything?"

<font color= green>Joneth looks up and frowns for a moment,
<font color= lightgreen>Not unless you could speed up time, or decrease the number of data entries about this damn building.</font>
He returns to typing for a moment, but looks up again.
<font color= lightgreen>I know I dont have any rank or anything, but I would appreciate it if you would stick around the base untill the others get back. Well, unless you find someone else to go with you. I just dont want anyone out alone. Maybe you could practice some of your less used skills, or something?</font>
A quick smile and nod, tells Eceil that Joneth is done speaking, as he returns to his work, which looks like it will take a while, judging from his bad posture in his seat. (< old programming joke).</font>

OOC: Is anyone still in this room? Heh I lose track. Te'Oma will happily tag along with anyone except Eceil [img]tongue.gif[/img]

OCC: everyones left but me and Joneth. Were in a tech room right now.

OOC: Bah! Heh heh. Looks like I'm all alone.

<font color="dodgerblue">Alone, sat in the meeting room, Te'Oma looks around him slowly, focusing on suppressing his anger, which within seconds, is under control. He stands up and heads out of the room. Soon enough, he finds himself looking out of the window in his quarters, waiting for inspiration to strike him. At this current moment he was feeling that the other members of the group had sided with Eciel. 'Why?' he thought. He hadn't started it. He even saved him from bleeding to death on the side of the road. And what thanks did he get?

No... This isn't the way he should think. He should keep his mind clear. But what to do now?</font>

<font color=yellow>A tall, athletic built human, the one called "Barrick" glances into the room, and sees Te'Oma. He speaks, </font><font color=white>"You're Te'Oma, right? I've heard that you're the older of the two Jedi in our group. I was wondering something, and figure you could answer my question. This "Force" thing, the Jedi don't say much to the public about it---heck, the public isn't even told who the people on the Jedi Council are, but that's beside the point. What I'm wondering is why you can't just use the Force to find who did this, and then lead us to him. Why can't you do that? Or can you?"</font>

<font color=yellow>Barrick gestures for Te'Oma to come along with him.

Keal keys the intercomm for Larsek's home, trying to reach someone. The housekeeping droid, over the intercomm, informs him that General Larsek has not been home for some time. It asks if he would like to forward a message to the General.

By this time, Terrask and Bakilas finally catch up to him, stumbling upon him just as the conversation with the cleaning droid is ending. The three of them stand in a well-lit white corridor with chrome trim, making a significant contrast with their surroundings. A small cleaning droid rolls past. Keal gets a glimmer of something through his danger sense, and dives out of the way, knocking the other two flat upon the floor as the cleaning droid explodes, dealing 35 damage to all three of you.

OOC: Not everyone's health is correct in their profiles, so be careful---I know that that amount of damage didn't kill any of you, but in Bakilas' case, it's enough to render him unconscious. Remember, since you're level 2, that means your health is going to be your athletics times 10! Also, since it was at least half of Keal and Terrask's health, they are significantly wounded, meaning they can't move very well. They can crawl, but that's about it.

The smoke clears, and you notice a pair of humanoid figures scrambling out of the hole the "droid" blew into the wall of General Larsek's home. They run away, into the smoke.</font>

<font color="dodgerblue">Te'Oma follows Barrick out of the room and down the corridor.

"It's hard to tell. The force can be be used to see... things. But it's veiled. It doesnt just appear in front of your mind. It's... best to not look at things that way... Who are you anyway?"</font>

Terassk groans and looks to his fallen comrades, Bakilas was knocked out, he didn't know about the brave Jedi Kael, he had knocked them down before the explosion, he tried to find his data pad, to try to send a signal to his team, hoping the damn contraption hadn't been destroyed.