<font color= lightgreen>Okay, so here's a recap. From what I understand this is what we're doing: We're going to schedule an appointment to open up an account, once in, come up with an excuse to go elsewhere, like the refresher. Then, we... Who is "we" in this sense, anyways? I'm assuming it will be myself and probably one other person, to avoid suspicion. Anyways, we will stealthily make our way to the adjacent room to the crazy vacuum-sealed one, and I slice in. I guess if we need a distraction, we could triple click on our comms to signal to you other guys in the building. Is that about right?</font>

OOC: We need to get moving guys, lol!

EDIT: And no, Keal, you're character is still alive, he just faded into the background. ;)

[ 06-27-2005, 06:15 PM: Message edited by: Dron_Cah ]

ooc:keal hasnt died has he?

OOC: LMAO. No. Keal has not died. He has merely sat back and not talked about anything significant in a while.

Yeah, guys, I'm gonna need an actual plan to be noted before I start the building sequence.

I'm Back!!!!
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From his choice spot in the corner of the room Eceil had watched the group formulate most of the plan, not exactly the way he would have thought it would go down, but then again they didn’t have his same kind of training. Maybe theirs a hidden freedom to not being programmed to over analyze everything like he had been taught to do.
“Joneth, if you think you idea will work we can go ahead and try. It’s less complicated then mine but it’s worth a try. Only thing is if something does go wrong in there the rest of us are going to have a hard time getting in their fast enough to save you, which means we should either send one of the Jedi’s in with you or me. No offense to the others but when it comes to fighting agents I’m the best off, not to mention the best shot here.”
With that he goes silent, his eyes falling on the kid meditating with his glowing toy in the middle of the room. Something had gone wrong in his meeting with the council, or maybe they had just told him a bit more then anyone else knew. Either way, Eceil didn’t trust him.
Did the council know Eceil was back on Courescant? If they were paying so much attention to the moves of the other Jedi’s in the operation maybe they’d want to meet with Eceil again. He hoped not.

I'm Back!!!!
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From his choice spot in the corner of the room Eceil had watched the group formulate most of the plan, not exactly the way he would have thought it would go down, but then again they didn’t have his same kind of training. Maybe theirs a hidden freedom to not being programmed to over analyze everything like he had been taught to do.
“Joneth, if you think you idea will work we can go ahead and try. It’s less complicated then mine but it’s worth a try. Only thing is if something does go wrong in there the rest of us are going to have a hard time getting in their fast enough to save you, which means we should either send one of the Jedi’s in with you or me. No offense to the others but when it comes to fighting agents I’m the best off, not to mention the best shot here.”
With that he goes silent, his eyes falling on the kid meditating with his glowing toy in the middle of the room. Something had gone wrong in his meeting with the council, or maybe they had just told him a bit more then anyone else knew. Either way, Eceil didn’t trust him.
Did the council know Eceil was back on Courescant? If they were paying so much attention to the moves of the other Jedi’s in the operation maybe they’d want to meet with Eceil again. He hoped not.

<font color=yellow>Barrick mumbles something about not being too shabby with a blaster himself, but it's hard to make it out.</font>

OCC:<fontcolor=purple>LMAO nice double post JJ

[ 07-24-2005, 01:36 AM: Message edited by: DrowArchmage ]

Sensing that an object was coming at him,Rain backflips from sitting to standing and cuts the pole in half in one swift motion.Then,suddenly relize he almost made Teressk crap himself, bows his head and appologizes to him.Deactivates his saber and turns to Keal, "Did you feel it?"

[ 07-11-2005, 02:51 PM: Message edited by: DrowArchmage ]

OOC: Consider the planning for this operation to have taken about a week. I'll let you all skip the actual stuff just this once, in interest of jump-starting a game that's soon going to be a part of my everyday life again.

<font color=yellow>The morning on Coruscant is not ushered in by sunrise, or the song of birds, or a change in temperature; nor is it ushered in by an increase in traffic, as people commute to and from their places of work. In fact, much of Coruscant looks the same at all hours. Only Senators and bankers can afford to not do business around the clock. The rest stays busy, ever awake in a city with billions living in perpetual, electronic twilight.

The lower levels, around Carracks Incorporated, are eternally lit solely by the neon lights of grubby establishments made for the purpose of forgetting the world above, and do not filter down the entry-passage, or through the blast doors. Only the chrono's on the wall indicate it is time to awaken, and they do so with great persistence, lest you roll over and go back to sleep.

Today, as has been planned, is the day of the assault of sorts on the Tower. Though there is much risk involved in the plan, and should it go wrong, many of you may not return, there is an air of optimism about you. Each one of you, even the cynic ones, are sure that, with the planning and training of the past week, your group can triumph over the odds.</font>

Terassk puts a battery (clip? whats the ammo?) for the sniper rifle in with a satisfying click, he cracks his knuckles and says "Im ready, remember the plan? Get in, do the objectives, get out, I'll try to find a good place to cover you with the sniper rifle,"