Galactic Society (Open/Lounge RP, but READ FIRST POST)

[Rayleonarde]

*Mongdrigo, Command Center*
The official nodded and stalked away.


Outside, the guard held up a paw. “Yes sir? ...I see. Yes, sir.” He smiled at Rex and stepped aside. “Sorry about that, sir. Can’t be too cautious. Lady Ahsoka confirmed she knows you. Take the first door past the security desk.”

[Tristan Foxalot]

*** Korriban Ruins ***

The young kit's stomach would twist as the mention of this aliens rank and faction. The Eternal Alliance? Tristan is not familiar with them. But, of course, he wouldn't be; beyond is own fiefdom in the Corporate Sector and the Imperial Alliance, the boy didn't know much about existing factions within the galaxy. Tristan had often been closely guarded, kept in secure residences where he could not easily be killed or kidnapped, kept separate from anyone who could potentially use the boy against the High Admiral in some way. And since Tristan recognises Luro's rank as being a high one, this makes the danger, and the distrust, all the more palpable.

With this in mind, the boy looks around nervously, trying to gather his thoughts before he finally says, "My... my name is... E-Elliot. Elliot S-Seros."

[XIII]

*** Korriban Ruins ***

"As I reported to Luro, according to my Sith lore, that place was Sith library one thousand years ago. Besides, it may also contain some holocrons. I'd like either to destroy this place or retrieve everything inside until any of Sith lords get anything inside the library. And I could make it alone, however, I thought that Luro would like to see by his own. The place is pretty ancient." Peacekeeper answered, noticing the fox' name, as cyborg' sensors can hear and see much better than human' ones. Dr. Oggorub did a really nice job restoring the cyborg and he was also responsible for everything 9T9 knows today.

[SadDubwool]

***Coruscant orbit***
Komisar Damrosch motioned for his crew to attend to the weaponry in case the ship fires in them. Their armament was outdated when compared to the lasers and beams that a star destroyer shot. Their main armaments were high-speed explosive torpedoes tipped with a incredibly sharp and dense material that was recycled from the many disposable fuel rods their ships engine produced. The boxy ship was escorted by much smaller corvettes which were stirring with the majority of actual armed military personnel. Damrosch patched in with the other Captains and gave them direct orders to avoid attacking unless absolutely necessary. Damroschs ship only held two fighters and he knew that they weren't even anywhere close to being fueled for actual dogfighting combat. Thoughts raced through his head as he methodically examined the many options and situations that could occur if he answered wrong or right. He gave a silent order to quickly fuel the fighters and keep them on standby in case the Star Destroyer decided on sending it's TIE fighters instead of directly engaging them.

[Damien/Katin Hysteria]

***MJ12 Ship, Nephira Orbit ***
     “The most I have on me is a magical source. But it’s only going to work so far and being that I’m in the outer space of the planet I don’t know if it can reach down planetside on its own.” Katin said.
     “I could amplify his signal with my own power, but I’m still not sure if it will reach the kingdom or any others.” Damien pondered their conundrum.

[Romulan_Furry]

*** MJ12 Warbird, Nephira Orbit ***

"We just need something to coordinate aboard the ship..." Steiner said, looking around. He spotted his dead officer, and nabbed the comms from him, handing it to Katin. "These operate on a different frequency - I might be able to unlock it, and you'll have a direct line to me."

*** Coruscant Orbit ***

When the Star Destroyer didn't receive a response, it spoke again on that open frequency: "Unrecognized craft, if you are having issues with communications equipment, my ship can be sent text-based messages. Otherwise, if your intent in this system is not hostile... flash a light or approach this ship at a slow speed. Be assured, we have no weapons or shields powered; we have no intention of harming you. We just want to find out who you are and what you are doing here."

*** Coruscant ***

K'Tath entered the bar, and spotted his contact. Approaching casually, he sat next to him. "Is she ready?" he asked quietly.

"Indeed," the contact said. He slid an access chip to K'Tath. "And all tech aboard is registered - including the Borg stuff. I hope you know how hard that stuff was to acquire."

"And you knew if it were easy, it wouldn't have squared us," K'Tath said. "Where is she?"

"Landing Bay 30, other side of the spaceport; get moving. Bad characters looking for you," the contact warned.

K'Tath looked concerned. "Anyone in particular?" he asked.

"Strange man with nano-augs. Says he's your distant cousin. Human," the contact responded. K'Tath nodded, and took the access chip. He walked to Cobalt and took her gently by the arm.

"We need to move, double-time," he whispered to her.

*** Korriban ***

"I would prefer we retrieve them, so we can examine them later to determine viability and if they hold anything we could use," Lana said, following close behind. "How much further?"

Luro heard Tristan's name, and frowned slightly. He was looking about nervously, and stammering. Either the boy was lying, or he was scared. Or both. Luro reached out, put his hands on Tristan's shoulders, but did not grip them, and spoke softly, "Son... there is no need to fear me, and there is no need to lie to me. I will not harm you, nor will any of my personnel. But if I am to return you to your family, I need to know who you really are and what you're doing here..." he paused to consider the environment. "... but I imagine the deserts of Korriban are not an ideal environment to discuss such a thing." He leaned his head down to Tristan's level. "Listen to me, young one; I am not your enemy, and I can get you home, but to do that I need the truth from you. For now... follow me. I will take you to my ship. Stay close to me, and the troops will leave you alone." He then rose to his full, eight-foot-six height, and took a few steps toward where his drop ship landed. Looking back at Tristan, he added, "Trust me, young sir - you don't want to stay here. If the local wildlife doesn't get you, the Dark Side energies will. Even my own men and women have occasionally fallen victim to both. This place is not safe. Come with me. I'll get you home."

*** Fleet Spire ruins, Corneria ***

Fox tried to respond to Fel's transmission, but the signal was so garbled, it was impossible to make out any message. And the creature stalked the entrance of the outpost from above, waiting for someone to come out. Motion trackers would get ghost signals, but nothing more.

*** Corellia ***

"Later," Viktor said, helping Storm up. "We need to get going." He started for a nearby exit and asked, "Either of you armed?"

*** Edge of Dragon'taan Space ***

Vitani beamed aboard from her ship to an area affected by the virus - the computers would not have detected her arrival. With her were a fire team of Commando droids. They all started heading into the halls of the ship...

*** Draco City, Dragon'taan ***

"Relax, sweetie," Kabby chuckled, noting Tyber's nervousness.

"Yeah, your mother was the same way with me, when she and I were dating," Victor added. This did not ease Tyber's apprehension, staring at Shiloh as a thousand different sensations fired off in his head.

*** Tigress' Workshop, Military District, Dragon'taan ***

"Well, you've come to the right people," Vokun told Tybalt. He indicated Tigress. "This is Colonel Tigress Arcnon, she's Dragon'taan's Master Developer and Quartermaster. She and I are responsible for many of the things that show up on Dragon'taan. Now, what kind of body were you looking for?"

[SadDubwool]

***Coruscant Orbit***
The ships floated idly for a few seconds before they slowly started approaching the Star Destroyer. They seemed to understand Galactic Basic at the least. The Ragnosian ships chugged towards the Star Destroyer at a suprisingly brisk pace. Radio Tramission seemed to be connecting with them but they themselves couldn't connect unless they got much closer. As the ships advanced the stat destroyer started recieving garbled transmissions that started to clear up the closer these ships got. After a few minutes of waiting the Tranmissions were finally able to be understood.

"Hela? zent ir bakumen di artiklen?" The voice droned before some chatter could be heard "*ahem* Hello? Do you hear us? We come in peace! We are approaching your ship to meet you. Our weapons are NOT armed and our shielding is deactivated!" More chatter could be heard that was in the former language they spoke. Various voices could be heard replying to one another before the voice returned to the transmission "We are the RIMF Revalutsye. We are a scouting fleet from the Oraya Solymus system."

[Alessia Starfurr]

*Mongdrigo, Command Center*

"No problem I understand security well, I'm sorry for the trouble." Rex replied as he walked down the hallway to the respetive location, never once even reaching for his guns.


*** MJ12 Warbird, Nephira Orbit ***
"I might have some extra communicators if you need them." Grey offered.


*** Coruscant ***
"I heard the whole thing. " Cobalt said hurring along with "K'tath, what's this about a cousin whose a human?" She asked "Sounds like the guy was lying." She added. "Can we see a junk dealer later I have, an idea for something to help me with matainece of the ship."


*** Corellia ***
"When is a dragon not armed?" Spyra asked,  now in her dragon form , again,  flexing her clawed hand.

*** Edge of Dragon'taan Space ***
indeed the computers did not detect vitani or her upgraded BX droids and all the security droids lay inactive on the ground leaving the smaller number of organic security to stop Vitani, considering they were poorly skilled since they relied a little too heavily on the droids to swarm their enemies, and being pirates were poorly armed for true security, they likely needed a lot of luck...

*** Draco City, Dragon'taan ***
"listen to your parents and relax." Shiloh tried to calm Tyber down.


*** Tigress' Workshop, Military District, Dragon'taan ***
"Indeed I can do all sorts of droid bodies ,but if it's a biological body you want you'll want to check in with Fay over at the medical facility." Tigress replied as she walked up behind the modified B1 droid to check it's systems... "I thought i told you to whatch your battery level 102." She told the droid...

[Ara Av-Toa]

*Torgus Prime*
The big assault ship invariably drew Fayam's attention. He went in for an all-out attack, not fearing to use his ship's most heavy weaponry.

Anna, in the meantime, made a split-second decision. "Change targets to that big vessel! Looks like it's a command ship, and we want to deal with those first."

[Rayleonarde]

*Mongdrigo, Command Center*
After a few minutes of pondering, Lieutenant McCullin spoke up. “M’lord. If this Brottleheim captains a vessel, perhaps we could draw him out. If our convoys are in danger, we could send extra protection. If anything, we would get an idea of what we’re fighting?”


Garrus, who had not wandered far, stepped into the room. “Or duel him.  Brottleheim stands little chance against your skill, My Lord. Though...contacting him isn’t easy. We’d still need a pretty nasty fight to get his attention.”

[Trinity_Zane]

***Dagontaan Spaceport (cantina)***


 It was becoming painfully obvious that he wasn’t going to get something to eat here. A uniformed tactical officer approached him from behind. Ura felt a hand squeeze through the shoulder of his suit.


“What are you doing here soldier? Get dressed we need you out on the front lines, another ship dropped out of hyperspace; we need all the help we can get. That’s an order.” he said.


Ura smiled impishly, perhaps he would get to have a little fun after all. When he and the officer made it to the changing rooms, there were several other troops. All whom after they entered stopped and stared.

“No time to take you to the women’s changing rooms. You’ll have to make do here.” the tactical officer stated.

As the door shut behind him their eyes shined. Ura waned through the changing bodies to Cadonis’ locker. It was cramped and hot as the seconds passed more of them crammed. He could sense their eyes focus on him as he pulled down his pants.

They were awakened as it were from the rumble of cannon fire. Suddenly they were unable to stare at Ura, though the commotion. Another round struck the ship, this time Ura lost balance and landed in the arms of one of the soldiers.

“Careful little lady.” the tall black bear said.

Ura balanced himself, he realized they had mistaken him for being female. His face went blank as he donned the grey zero suit. It was form fitting, accentuating his bodily features. Now they were staring again, beside him there was a cardinal also getting ready.

“Men.” the avian scoffed.

Ura slipped on his blue vested sweater, the golden buttons glimmering from the overhead lights. Finally, they marched down to the flight deck where the weapons were. Each one took a blaster and rifle. They tried to hand Ura a weapon but he refused.

“Leaving without a weapon is suicide!”

The female cardinal coaxed him into taking a blaster. Eventually after briefing they staffed their Arwings.

[XIII]

(Newcomers and not: I'd like to introduce GS OCC thread where you can get familiar with GS lore. I'd like also to ask you to post your character profiles. https://www.thefurryforum.com/forums/index.php?topic=40670.msg2234746#msg2234746)

[SadDubwool]

***Coruscant Orbit***
The ships floated idly for a few seconds before they slowly started approaching the Star Destroyer. They seemed to understand Galactic Basic at the least. The Ragnosian ships chugged towards the Star Destroyer at a suprisingly brisk pace. Radio Tramission seemed to be connecting with them but they themselves couldn't connect unless they got much closer. As the ships advanced the stat destroyer started recieving garbled transmissions that started to clear up the closer these ships got. After a few minutes of waiting the Tranmissions were finally able to be understood.

"Hela? zent ir bakumen di artiklen?" The voice droned before some chatter could be heard "*ahem* Hello? Do you hear us? We come in peace! We are approaching your ship to meet you. Our weapons are NOT armed and our shielding is deactivated!" More chatter could be heard that was in the former language they spoke. Various voices could be heard replying to one another before the voice returned to the transmission "We are the RIMF Revalutsye. We are a scouting fleet from the Oraya Solymus system."

***Coruscant Orbit***
Komisar Damrosch peered through the bridge as he held a hand to his beak. The ship they were approaching was much larger than their ship. It was almost daunting to approach something that could most definately destroy them with a single shot. A part of him didn't trust the words this captain but he didn't really want to risk attacking them.

[Alessia Starfurr]

*** Tigress' Workshop, Military District, Dragon'taan ***

"Well, you've come to the right people," Vokun told Tybalt. He indicated Tigress. "This is Colonel Tigress Arcnon, she's Dragon'taan's Master Developer and Quartermaster. She and I are responsible for many of the things that show up on Dragon'taan. Now, what kind of body were you looking for?"

*** Tigress’ Workship, Military District, Dragon’taan ***
 
“Well...” even though he could not stutter, he was quite overwhelmed with the sudden appearance of these two innovators. He knew at least one of them would change him completely. He looked down for a moment, before shifting to look back at Vokun. “I was hoping if you could recreate a body from... somewhat damaged spinal fluid. Within my body.”

** Tigress’ Workship, Military District, Dragon’taan ***
"As I was saying if you want a biological body you'll want to check with Fay over at the  medical center, I can have a droid show you the way it's not far from here. I work in technology and electronics not biological stuff except the Myomer fibers used in mechs and walkers ,but I leave even a little of that to those more specialized in biological specialties.

[Tristan Foxalot]

**** Korriban Ruins ****

Tristan could not help but look away from Luro at the very mention of family, the memories of that horrible battle running through his mind, tears starting to brim before he sniffles and blinks his tears away. Just as the great lizard rose, the boy could not help but mutter to himself, barely even a whisper, "But... I have no family anymore."

Still, Luro is right about one thing; Tristan cannot stay on this strange world. The boy, after another sniffle, decides to go with the reptile; following close behind him as they quickly walk from the canyon out to where the tombs stand, a shuttle of alien design stood in the middle of the valley. Tristan's thoughts would linger on his father, that he will never see him again, and how everything will change now. He knows there's nothing left to go back home for anymore, his father's subordinates would be trying to decide who becomes the next High Admiral, and Tristan certainly cannot take that position. But perhaps, one day, he can.