Megaversal Remix

The Novastar

<The camera pans down from the two suns in the sky, to rest on the smoking hulk of the Tantive IV. Numerous streams of smoke waft into the desert sky, and several small holes dot the craft's hull, remnants of the recent battle. The Corvette is half-buried into the sands, which are already forming into glass from the heat of the recently crashed ship. The two Confederacy boarding craft are still attached to the underside of the hull, but buried by the fusing glass externally.>

In the corridor, Mandalorians help each other up, Kalen helping up an older Kel Dor in standard issue stark white battle armor.

"Hrmph. Any landing you walk away from, they say...", the Kel Dor whispers to himself.

He seems to finally see you, and his face changes, as recognition dawns, "You are Kalen, one of my three new charges. I thought you were with...the others, in Engineering."

His accent is difficult to follow, even through the digital mouthpiece, but Kalen is fairly sure the pause wasn't for air, but because the Jedi Master decided to say something different from what he first intended.

In Auxillary Control, Crais and Tas finish putting the last of several small electrical fires out, as the Damage Control Team finally makes it to the room. Row upon row of the computer banks and electrical sinks are now charred and black, but the team proceeds to immediately start doing damage assessment. Despite the litany of damaged goods being called out for, though, the team leader keeps barking orders how to continue repairs, rather than calling it a lost cause...

The harsh red light of the Emergency Chem Lights is quickly replaced with a reduced white light from the main lighting, as the Emergency Battery for the ship is brought up, to assist with repairs until Auxillary Power can be restored.

Almost immediately after the lights go up, a shipboard announcement is made, "All Command Crew, report to Medical immediately. Repeat, all Command Crew, report to Medical immediately."

The Novastar · Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 1:47 am Post subject:

Tas, you are considered part of the Command Crew, though it's left ot your discretion if you take Crais with you or not.

Kalen, Master Daemmos beckons for you to join him, as he begins to limp toward a stairwell, to climb to the Medical station (Deck 2).

cyber-yukongil v2.5 · Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 2:57 am Post subject:

Kalen watches the old Jedi proceed for a few steps ahead of him, paused as old memories that had long ago been bricked over, bubble back to the surface.

Finally with a shake of his head, he jogs up to the elder and offers an arm to help him along.

"If you need Master Jedi, I can call ahead for a hover gurney." any hint of his inner turmoil barried under years of military etiquette and professionalism.
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Tiree · Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 1:36 pm Post subject:

After the fires are put down or under control, Crais slings his rifle and goes over to where the Dark Siders are and begin to search their corpses. Looking for any information on where they came from, weapons, and personal affects.

Alejandro · Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 1:59 pm Post subject:

Tas helps as he can before the call goes out to meet at Medical. Hearing it he excuses himself and makes his way to the second deck as quickly as possibly, though he smooths out his attire before the final ascent and makes sure to wipe any dirt or grime from his face and hands that may have accumulated since the Tantive IV went down and he was in Engineering with Crais

The Novastar · Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 4:24 pm Post subject:

Kalen feels a comforting squeeze on his vambrace, and the shuffling laugh of the old Jedi through his electronic mouthpiece, "Thank you, young one, but that will not be necessary. My discomfort is merely advanced age, not physical infirmity. I shall be fine."

As if to prove his point, he draws himself up straighter, and when he continues to walk again, the limp is noticeable lessened.

As you reach the ladderwell, once again you hear the shuffling laughter, "Though, I am not looking forward to this climb..."

Nevertheless, he takes the first rung, and begins to steadily climb.

*****

Next to Auxillary Control, Crais begins rummaging through the remains of their two attackers. He finds the female darksider's red lightsaber, a very utilitarian looking weapon. It has no personal effects, no customization that Crais can see. Each has a code cylinder, with Confederate markings on it. Both also have a small double sided container on them, filled with several white pills, and a single black one for each. The male also has a badly charred remains of a pack of deathsticks in his back pocket. Between the two, you find 67 credits in hard currency ((coins)).

*****

As Tas leaves Engineering, he has to press up against the bulkhead several times as crewmembers rush past him, hauling repair equipment of replacement parts into the aft section. After he climbs up to Deck 2, he finds the ship far less hectic, passing only one Damage Control Team putting a patch on an exterior wall, where sand is whipping into the ship. Tas almost pays it no mind, but then realizes the sand wouldn't be able to do that without serious winds being at play outside... ((sandstorm))

The team gets the patch in place though, and begins welding it into place, so Tas merely makes a mental note, and proceeds onto Medical.

He arrives there, begins to clean his robes a bit, and hears the approach of Master Daemos and Kalen from the other direction in the corridor.

Daemmos smiles, or as much as the electronic appartus on his face will let the older Kel Dor, upon seeing Tas, "Ah, my young Padawan. It is uplifting to see you are still in good spirits. I was worried, when I felt the strange disturbances in Engineering, but was far too busy with Battle Droids to assist you..."

cyber-yukongil v2.5 · Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 8:00 pm Post subject:

After escorting the elder Jedi to medical, Kalen stands at ease near an empty wall, out of the way of the busy medical crew, only grudgingly accepting any medical care for his own wounds once the majority have been treated and cared for (especially lower ranking troopers, gotta take care of his boys ya know Wink

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Once Tas arrive

"Get that all cleaned up then? Hope you saved me a souvenir." he says with a wink.
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Tiree · Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 8:49 pm Post subject:

((Crais is not from what I understand in the meeting of 'Command Crew', thus any trinkets are unknown... Novastar, let me know if I am wrong...))

Crais pockets the coins, and puts the lightsaber in a utility pouch. "I'll bring these nice little pills to medical to figure out what they are, that is after the crisis..." He gets up from the bodies, and looks at the Code Cylinder's before placing them in his pouch also.

((Question Time: Code Cylinders - they don't hold information that you can download into a computer and search (that would be data cards right), or are they more of Pass Key's into restricted area's?))

Crais's next project is to see if he can find a 'Gonk' Droid and use it's power to power one turbolift.

The Novastar · Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2009 9:41 pm Post subject:

Tiree · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 2:15 am Post subject:

If Crais, can't find a Gonk Droid, he tries to reconfigure some non-essential power for temporary turbolift usage.

((Crais has to travel in style - nothing less will do! Hah Force users climbing stair wells! Hah!))

The Novastar · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 3:01 am Post subject:

Marrowlight · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 3:12 am Post subject:

((We should talk Nova -- do you use a chat program?))

The Novastar · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 4:29 am Post subject:

Tiree · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 5:11 pm Post subject:

Unless Crais expertise can help the repair crews in the Auxiliary Power Control room to restore power to the ship, he'll move from the Auxiliary Power control room to the primary power control room.

Hooking up his bracer computer to a control panel, he'll try and find any major power irregularities and stabilize the spikes (through re-routing electronically or physically).

The Novastar · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 6:45 pm Post subject:

Tiree · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 6:56 pm Post subject:

"I think my job here is done." Crais tells the crew. "Radio me, if you need a hand." Crais then heads for one of the upper decks looking for some other bigger project he can 'work' on.

((Do the turbolifts work now?))

cyber-yukongil v2.5 · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 7:01 pm Post subject:

I punch electricity in the face and get it to behave
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Alejandro · Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 9:39 pm Post subject:

Tas snaps to attention seeing the Jedi Master and bows in recognition

"I had little to worry for, Master. The soldiers I was with proved their valor and skill in my aid, and the Force was with us during the battle. I only regret they would not see the error of their choices."

He then nods to Kalen after the trooper's comment and offers a smile

"The other trooper has things well in order though I suspect he would be the one you would deign to speak with if trophies are to be passed about. I was merely in the way after a time and it was just as well we were called to Medical." *to Master Daemos* "Master, have you heard any word on why we were summoned?"

Marrowlight · Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 2:31 am Post subject:

The Novastar · Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 10:06 pm Post subject:

The wizened Kel Dor's features slacken a bit, "It is always sad when a light is snuffed from the universe, particularly one so full of promise, and potential..."

He gives a little shake of his head, but Tas realizes his mind had wandered for a moment to places long gone, both in distance and time.

"As to why we were summoned? I do not know, though the location fills me with apprehension, for I doubt it will be pleasant news, after a battle..."

Daemmos takes hold of Kalen's shoulder, "But speculation yields little. Give me your shoulder young one, and let us enter, and find our answers."

The doors to Medical open up, the pressure seal breaking gently with a swish, as the pressure between it and the rest of the ship mingle together. The scene is controlled pandemonium, as the small staff of a dozen assistants hurry across the small bay, already over-filled with patients on beds and hover-gurneys. One Zabrak screams in agony, as they tear the remains of his jumpsuit off his charred skin. Over in a corner, a Wookie slumps against the bulkhead, clear blaster burn marks in his side. Amongst the chaos an MD droid and a human in surgical gear call out in clear, loud voices, directing the mad dance seeking to save the lives of those on the beds.

Over next to one of the closest bed's, a Bothan in an officer's uniform is holding down a man, as he convulses on the bed, and the assistant franticly shouts for the organic doctor. He runs over, but not before the man slumps, and the doctor begins hurriedly checking his vitals after pushing the Bothan aside.

"Doktor M'benga, iz the Captain going to keep spasming like that?", asks the Bothan, in a pronounced accent, his concern evident both in his voice, and rippling fur.

The doctor's shoulders slump, as he raises the blanket on the table over the patient's head, "It's worse than that, Jhim. He's dead."

cyber-yukongil v2.5 · Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 5:03 am Post subject:

"This...is a little above my pay-grade." as Kalen takes in the chaotic scene.

"Though I guess if you need an orderly..." he trails off as he watches the surgical droid go to work on the burnt Zabrak, slicing his flesh to prevent the choking constriction that can follow such burns.

Otherwise the large Trooper helps the elder Jedi move about while trying to keep his big butt out of the way of the medical staff, though he does stop long enough to give a assuring nod and comforting pat on the shoulder to any injured Troopers present.
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Tiree · Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 1:04 pm Post subject:

Crais will look for a viewport to see what it is like on this forsaken planet.

The Novastar · Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 4:28 pm Post subject:

((Looking to give Al time to respond today, and see if Daniel or Marrow are ready to jump in))

The Novastar · Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:21 pm Post subject:

The ebony-skinned Doctor M'benga looks surreptiously around, and pulls out a deathstick from a carrying case from an inner pocket of his lab coat. He flicks the self-lighting end, taking a deep pull, and breathing out the acrid smoke.

"Doctor M'benga, deathsticks are a health violation in a working Medical facility.", comes the metallic tones of the droid Doctor, which does not even look up from the complicated procedure it is performing.

"Yeah, sure, whatever. I'm sure you'll note it in your log, for when we get an ethics board in the Rebellion...", M'benga mutters.

The Bothan's fur is a constantly undulating wave across his face, ""What does this mean, Doktor?"

M'benga laughs mirthlessly, pulls the Captains' rank patch and code cylinder, and pushes them into the Bothans hands.

"It means we have 16 confirmed causalties, and you're the Captain now, Jhim. Congratulations and I'm sorry.", and with that, M'benga walks to another patient, smoke still trailing from his lit deathstick.

The Bothan looks at his hands for a moment, then to the still form, and back to his hands. Daemmos attempts to softly clear his voice, though the effect is more like static white noise.

"Perhaps we should see what our status is? We've escaped the Confederates for the moment, but there's no telling when they might return. And one never knows what the galaxy has in store for us..."

Alejandro · Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:35 pm Post subject:

Tas nods at the Elder Jedi and looks about the medical bay, looking for a way to politely exit the busy room

"Perhaps I can take some troopers with me and do a quick reconnaissance of the exterior of the ship and surrounding area? With the Tantive IV being in its current state of disrepair I cannot imagine our sensor range or effectiveness will be all that admirable, Master."