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 Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 5:02 pm
Allie stared at him, "What kind of technology?" she demanded, "and this isn't my world! I've never seen this place before!" she said her voice raising as she struggled to her feet. HE was the one that dragged her here, so he should know how to get off.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:29 pm
Through a combination of mad piloting skills and the Force, Ryshel was able to land the fighter safely on an island she hoped was deserted. The ship's instruments were still malfunctioning, so she wasn't sure if she trusted the sensors' judgements that the air was safe. But R4 assured her that it was, and so she jumped out, drawing her lightsaber and igniting it, and angrily opened the back compartment.
"I don't know how you two managed to stow away on my ship..." she trailed off, sensing the same kind of fear and confusion she had felt only a short time earlier when arriving in the Zefta system herself. She sighed heavily and powered down her lightsaber.
"Come on out, both of you," she beckoned to them. "I'll explain everything."
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 9:16 am
"Ah good. Some one intellegent," Fillor blurted out without thinking. He picked up his helmet and left the compartment quite relieved. He bowed to her politely to the new lady there and introduced himself, hoping his universal translator would work for this girl as well. "Good day to you madam. I'm Fillor Blankel, Scholar, explorer adn researcher. And you would be...?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 10:45 am
Allie gritted her teeth at the man's insult, but with her years experience of needing to deal with rude idiots helped her keep her mouth shut. She instead turned to the other woman who had just put out her flaming... sword... type... thing... Allie wasn't sure what it was, and had been surprised when it suddenly dissapeared. It looked a bit like a sword, but then...
She looked over her, and got out the back of the ship, using the ship itself for support. Her legs protested and almost gave out a few times, but she stood as straight as she could. She did not want to give a bad impression on the first meeting.
"I thank you." she said, pointedly ignoring the man next to her, "But if it had not been for this..." she indicated at Fillor with barely veiled disgust, "man I would not have been in your...Ship, did you call it?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 7:35 pm
"My name is Ryshel Kitana, Jedi Master and fellow time-traveller. And you," she indicated the girl, who had not identified herself yet, "you need to sit back down for a moment." She sniffed the air inside the compartment and frowned. "What exactly were you two doing back there? It smells awful..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 9:25 pm
Allie resisted the temptation to follow the order for a moment before her legs decided her choice for her. She sat promptly on the ground and gave a glare to Fillor, "Ask him." she said a little crossly, giving the man a slight glare,
"I'm Alliana, by the way. Just call me Allie." she added as an after thought.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:40 am
Fillor glanced at Alliana and readjusted his glasses. "I apologize for the smell, Lady Ryshel, but I'm afraid that Miss Alliana left me with no alternative. You see," he looked at Ryshel plainly, "she was trying to strangle me to death. The only thing I could do was activate my gasious carbon explosive."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 9:09 am
"I was not trying to strangle you to death!" Allie objected, struggling to stand again.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 12:51 pm
"What else fo you call cutting off the respritory system with your arms over my neck, hm? Strangulation, that's what." Fillor adjusted his glasses again and realized that they needed to be replaced.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 12:54 pm
"I was not trying to strangle you." she said, holding tightly to her temper, "I was trying to make it so you wouldn't kill me." she said with a little too much patience.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 1:02 pm
He looked at her as if she was an idiot. "And whatever gave you the impression that I'd do that? I'm a scholar, not an assassin." He took of his glasses and took out his sonic screwdriver again. He then pointed it at his glasses adn started adjusting the lenses.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 1:11 pm
"Well, you come to my world with strange things, how do I know what you're going to do?" she demanded glaring at him, her fists on her hips, looking a little rediculous sitting on the ground.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 1:14 pm
He looked strait down his nose at her(even though she was taller than him). "Just because it's weird doesn't mean it's dangerious." He lifted his sonic screwdriver up. "This for instance is very odd. I didn't make it, a friend did. It's very very strange correct?" He watched her nod slowly. "It's absolutely harmless to anything living." He went back to his glasses.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 1:17 pm
"That is besides the point, You were tresspassing." Allie said, now folding her arms. This man was exhausting.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 2:57 pm
Fillor put back on his glasses to see if the one lens was done. Not quite, so he went back to work. "Tresspassing to one is passing through to another. I was just bassing through."
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