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Post by Searoz on Oct 25, 2005 14:28:07 GMT -5
The city of Coruscant is busy as it normally is. Speeders and such flying past at high speed high above the grounds. People walking around on platforms, unloading cargo. Shop owners bargaining with customers to get that extra credit. The entering and leaving of ships passing through the atmosphere. As this all happens the sun looks down over the large buildings, brighting up everywhere, giving Coruscant an almost incident look.
Sat in the council room is Master Tyvokka, having a talk with one of his wookie brothers who are back at home on Kashyyyk. Tyvokka stands up from his seat, turning around and walking over to a viewing window that looks out over Coruscant. Tyvokka places his huge furry hands behind his back, his lightsaber swinging gently at his side.
"Please Tyvokka, the slavers are killing us by the minute. They have already stole off or killed a third of the village, are you going to standby and let them kill us all?" Says the wookie, his voice carrying a angry tone about it. Tyvokka turns around and looks at the wookie, wondering back over to his chair.
"Ok Wernyr, I will try and get some support to aid me and I will be along to try and reason with the slavers and see what I can work out of it that way" Explains Tyvokka, bringing his hands up and extends his fingers out to the fingers of both hands are touching in front of his face.
"Thank you Tyvokka!" Says Wernyr, a sign of relief in his voice. "We will prepare for your coming, farewell". Tyvokka stands up from his chair, walking over to the window once more. He watches a few senaters talk on a platform below. After a few moments the door opens up and in steps Plo Koon, Tyvokka's apprentice.
"Plo Koon, spread the word that I am looking for aid to help me solve a slave problem on Kashyyyk, i'm welcoming any aid" Says Tyvokka, his eyes still looking down at the senaters below.
"Yes Master" Replies Plo Koon, taking a respectful bow to Tyvokka and then leaving the room, leaving Tyvokka alone once more.
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Post by kit fisto on Oct 26, 2005 6:35:07 GMT -5
It was within the day that Jedi Master Fisto came to the room.
"Tyvokka I would like to acompany you to Kashyyyk, I have more than a few run-ins with slavers and look forward to having a chance to ruin them here!"
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Post by Searoz on Oct 26, 2005 7:36:55 GMT -5
Tyvokka turns around to look at Kit Fisto, placing his hands behind his back. He steps out towards Kit Fisto. Tyvokka is now in front of him, Tyvokka nods towards him.
"I thank you Kit, but we are looking for a peaceful resolve first, I do not wish to rush into a full out confrontation with the slavers, for if we did, we would have to call on a few more Jedi to help us" Explains Tyvokka.
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Post by kit fisto on Oct 26, 2005 8:00:42 GMT -5
"The path of the Jedi is to stand between the those that would destroy and and abuse, and the weak. The slaving of Wookies needs to be stopped, and although I hope that the Slavers can be convinced to stop, I have my reservations. I will come, and naturally as Jedi Master I will not persist in any behavior that may lead to conflict, but friend this needs to be stopped."
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Post by Searoz on Oct 26, 2005 10:03:11 GMT -5
"I understand all too well... being a wookie myself. But we must get going, the more we wait around the longer those slavers have to slave or kill more of my kind" Says Tyvokka, walking out of the council room, making his way down the corridor towards that stairs that lead down to a landing pad. Tyvokka scales down the stairs and great speed, the stairs shaking slightly because of his share size. He finally gets to the bottom of the stairs, turning left to pass a room full of Senaters having a meeting.
Tyvokka emerges from the door onto the landing pad, looking over at the cruiser that is ahead of him. The crew is preparing the ship for launch, a few groups of Republic soldiers boarding the ship already, getting what they need for the journey to Kashyyyk. Tyvokka makes his way towards the cruiser, his hands still behind his back.
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Post by kit fisto on Oct 26, 2005 10:26:23 GMT -5
Kit smiled as Tyvokka left, in a hurry. Despite his serene exterior his want to help his people was clear. Kit walked through the door, lying next to the door was a bag containing his things. He had anticipated Tyvokka's impatience. At a fast pace he made his way down to the cruiser.
He only took a second to appreciate the grand red ship, he had seen them hundreds of times before. He quickly made his way on board and found his quarters. He began to unpack, it did not take long. Kit packed light. Spare clothes, Spare powerpack for his lightsaber, Survival kit (Just in case), and some extra rations.
As he was leaving the room he felt the ship lurch as it took off. 'Well this will be interesting' Kit thought.
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Post by Searoz on Oct 26, 2005 12:22:06 GMT -5
Tyvokka had gotten on the crusier just behind Kit. But when Kit made his way towards his quarters, Tyvokka turned into a rather large room, with seats, low to the floor like in the Jedi Council room. He made his way over to the middle seat and sat himself down. Once sat in the seat, Tyvokka got comfortable and closed his eyes. He began to extend out his mind, feeling everyone aboard the ship. He was sensing who they were, what they were carrying and if they would be able to handle a fight if it came to that.
Once the ship takes off his concentration is broken and he looks about the room, trying to gather himself from the sudden loss of concentration. The ship takes off and flies up through the passing speeders and such, going high over the cities and through the atmosphere. Once in space the pilots begin to set the coordinates to enter light speed. After a few moments the coordinates are entered the ship enters light speed.
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Post by kit fisto on Oct 26, 2005 16:46:31 GMT -5
Kit Fisto stood on the observation deck, there was nothing to see except for the stretching of stars. There was little of the journey left, so he was using what was left of it, clearing his mind. He let his mind wander to the thoughts he kept sealed away at the temple. Thinking of his homeworld, Tyvokka was returning to his own world. The thoughts that he supposed every jedi thought about at some time, came into his mind. What could have been?
He could have lived a simple life with a large family underwated till he grew old. But he knew better than to grow sentimental, Glee Anselm was invested with itsown slavers. Hundreds of his people were enslaved a year. But now it was time to let go. To return to a serene state. To become a Jedi.
With a sudden shake the cruiser dropped out of hyperspace.
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Post by Searoz on Oct 27, 2005 11:07:32 GMT -5
Once out of hyperspace the cruiser casually floats on towards Kashyyyk. After a short period of time the cruiser comes to the green planet of Kashyyk, the large forests even seeable from space to some extend. The cruiser slowly eases its way through the atmosphere of Kashyyyk to find the landing dock. The planet is full of trees, hundreds of meters high, many walkways and villages and platforms along the trees high above so called "Shadowland"
"This is Coruscant Cruiser 267, requesting to land" Says the pilot into a radio on the frequency of the ship control tower.
"What is your business on Kashyyyk?" Askes the command center operater.
"Offical Jedi Council business with the trade slavers" Replies the pilot, hovering around the trees waiting for a landing space. Then the auto guns activate and begin to shoot at the cruiser. The pilot tries desperately to escape, but its too late. The ship takes several hit sto the hull and the back engines, causing it to fall down into the shadowlands.
"We're going down, I repeat we are going down!" Shouts the Pilot over the ship intercom.
"Those fools" Whispers Tyvokka to himself, still sat in the same chair as before. Tyvokka closes his eyes, throwing both its hands out, his palms open towards the ceiling of the room. Tyvokka tries desperately to slow the ship down with the force so he can set it down. The ship continues to fall, gaining speed, skimming tree branches and trucks, tearing pieces of the ship away. Tyvokka continues to try to stop the ship, his furry face showing strain. Tyvokka lets out a growl, his huge furry paws shaking with concentration. Soon the ship starts to slow down once it is clear of trees and a few meters from crashing. Tyvokka slowly eases the ship down onto the floor with a loud thud, before almost collasping in his chair.
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Post by kit fisto on Oct 27, 2005 11:25:14 GMT -5
Kit awoke to the sounds of the forest. After a few seconds he realised that was because he was lying in a forest. He tried to clear his mind and remember how he got here.
*Flashback*
Kit was standing on the observation deck as it came into land. Then suddenly he felt a premonition. Something was wrong, very wrong. It was so powerful that it convinced him that his death was coming for him, It was his time. Then the Turbolaser cannons had started to fire.
The first bolt hit the observation deck where Kit was standing. Without any shields the viewing wall didn’t stand a chance against the Bolt. It burned through the hull with ease. In a matter of microseconds Kit was faced with a huge wave of super-heated energy.
But he had seen it coming. He had created the most powerful force shield he could, fuelling most of his reserves into it. Jedi Master Kit Fisto survived, his shield protected him, leaving him without a scratch. Unfortunately it disintegrated all the ship that was around him. So that when the Pilot sent the ship spinning to avoid more shots, Kit fell through the sky toward the ground.
A normal person would have been crushed into ground and then would have died. Kit had slowed himself in mid-air. Unfortunately Turbolaser shield had used up most of his energy, meaning that when landed he only three ribs and his leg.
*End of Flashback*
‘It really was going to be one of those days wasn’t it?’
He couldn’t remember anything else but he must have placed himself in a Healing-trace because when he awoke he was back to being perfectly healthy with no broken bone. Or to be more exact, perfectly healthy with no broken bone but a lot of bruising. Thumbing on his Jedi Comlink he said,
“Tyvokka, are you there?”
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Post by Searoz on Oct 27, 2005 16:23:56 GMT -5
Tyvokka stood up from the chair he was in, shaking off the intense concentration he just endured in order for him to land the cruiser safely. He walks out from the room into the corridor and goes up to check on the pilots. He comes to see that in the fall through the trees the pilots had been impaled through the chest several times by large pices of broken off wood from the tree branches. Tyvokka waves his hand gently through the air, muttering a word under his breath before making his way towards the exit of the cruiser.
Tyvokka exits out onto the surface of Kashyyyk, his feet trembling as he touches the grassy floor, the sound of distant birds echoing through the air. He stands there looking in awe that forest, for too long had it been since he has seen it. Then his awe is broken by the sound of Kit Fisto's voice from his Jedi Comlink. He takes the comlink from his belt, lifting it up to his think, furry lips.
"I am here Kit, that was bad landing, I guess we won't be leaving on our cruiser. Where are you?" Asks Tyvokka.
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Post by kit fisto on Oct 27, 2005 16:28:12 GMT -5
*You made a few spelling mistakes in your post, so I corrected them for you.*
“I’m standing in a forest” Said Kit cheerfully, he was in some pain, had nearly died, and was currently alone on a hostile planet but he still sounded cheerful.
“Wait a minute”
Closing his eyes he focused on the force. In this place, with nature all around, the force flowed around him like water in an ocean. He felt Tyvokka’s presence.
“I’m a few hundred meters due west of you”
Looking around he realised he shouldn’t have needed to use the force. There was a huge plume of black smoke obscuring the western sky.
“Wow, you lot really made a smooth landing, Is anybody hurt on the cruiser?”
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Post by Searoz on Oct 27, 2005 16:30:42 GMT -5
*Thank you*
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Post by Searoz on Oct 28, 2005 4:18:26 GMT -5
"Sadly the pilots are dead as for the Rupublic soldiers I can sense they are fine in the cargo hold, it was the thickest place and safest so they fled to there. Looks like we can't reason with these slavers, we'll have to use force to free Kashyyyk and find a new cruiser" Says Tyvokka, looking around at the forest. He remembers the forest well, for when he still lived here he spent weeks in the shadowlands to prove his worth as the best wookie to defend his homeworld. He quickly makes his way west, watching the gizka scuttle along the floor, the birds fly over head. The roar of a rancor off in the distance, not a common beast to Kashyyyk, but few beast transport ships have crashed landed on Kashyyyk over the years and rancors have started appearing.
Tyvokka dashes to the east the fastest he can, using the force in increase his speed dramtically. With in a few minutes he appears at the position of Kit Fisto. He walks over to Kit Fisto, sliding the comlink back onto his belt.
"Glad to see you are healthy, friend. We need to get back up to the tree tops. There should be a lift that was created by the wookies somewhere down here. We will gather the soldiers and find this lift and focus on a plan on action" Explains Tyvokka.
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Post by kit fisto on Oct 28, 2005 4:28:48 GMT -5
“We need to get up there eventually, but right now we need to put as much distance between us and that cruiser as possible. The people who did this will most likely come to finish the job. Under this canopy, with all this wild life we won’t appear on life sign scanners. We need to chose a direction and move as fast as we can. If we can put a few kilometres between us and the wreckage we should be ok. I doubt they will bother trying to track us by foot. Go back to the cruiser, get the soldiers. I’ll wait here, I need a few more minutes to recover. Booby trap the ship to explode, and then catch me up here. We’ll travel east until nightfall, even I don’t want to risk being on the surface after dark. Then we’ll make contact with the Wookies. Agreed?”
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